Heavenly Master, I have a different world

"Peng!"

Song Ji slammed the inkstone in his hand to the ground, his face was livid, and his body was shaking with anger.

"Bitch!"

"She has obviously proven to be a real person, but she deliberately hid it from me and asked me to continue to work for her diligently. She even did not hesitate to use the channels of the Song family to help her gain a foothold in the city in order to win the chance of marriage. This is... "

"You're kidding me!"

He was furious and roared loudly. The tables, chairs and benches around him were damaged one after another and were scattered to pieces.

For so many years, Li Yingxuan's attitude towards him has always been aloof.

It made Song Ji feel that he had hope, but not much, so he kept working hard for that glimmer of hope.

now.

He felt that all his efforts were a joke!

Li Yingxuan, who has become a real person, will never marry him. Maybe his efforts are like a joke to the other party.

Thinking about it this way, he felt even more ashamed.

He is not worried about his roar being heard by outsiders. There is a formation here and no one can easily spy on it.

"Sir."

A figure stood in the corner of the room, reminding in a low voice:

"In a while, the auction outside the city will start. Do you want to buy that thing?"

Song Ji's movements froze, his eyes changed back and forth, and then his face turned ferocious:

"You are unkind, so don't blame me for being unjust. I planned to buy that thing to please Li Yingxuan, but now..."

His eyes flashed and he said slowly:

"Help me contact the people at Sanxian Village!"

Um?

The figure looked up with surprise on his face.

Sanxianzhuang is the largest force in Jinzhou Prefecture that resists the imperial court. Although the Song family has some interactions with it, they don't have much contact with it.

And now that the conquest of Jinzhou Prefecture is imminent, what is the point of contacting the other party?

Thoughts turned, the figure slowly lowered his head:

"yes."

"Report!"

At this time, someone outside called:

"Gu'an County Founder wants to see you!"

"Um?"

Song Ji's eyes flashed:

"Let him in."

…………

Fang Zheng walked into the room, glanced at the broken seats and benches on the ground, couldn't help but smile slightly and said:

"Why is Mr. Song angry?"

"Nothing to do with you."

Song Ji waved his hand with a cold face:

"What's up?"

"Fang asked the princess for instructions and got a manuscript." Fang Zheng took out the paper from his body:

"If you pay fifty thousand taels of tax in Gu'an County, you will be exempted from sending troops."

He was planning to go into seclusion, but Li Yingxuan called him over and decided to finish the trivial matters before going into seclusion.

?

Song Ji didn't say anything, he just took the paper and lowered his head to look at it, his eyes flickering and his expression gloomy.

He clearly said that Gu'an County would provide one hundred thousand taels of silver and additional troops.

now……

"Your Excellency is so proud!"

Raising his head, he looked squarely:

"Gu'an County is the first to receive special approval from the princess."

"The people in Gu'an County have simple customs and are not good at killing. They can only manage business." Fang Zheng replied:

"As the saying goes, those who are rich contribute money and those who are powerful contribute. Gu'an County's financial support is also to serve the court and serve the prince."

"snort!"

Song Ji snorted coldly:

"Where is the silver?"

"Fang has already sent a letter to Gu'an County, and someone will escort Bai Yin into the government soon." Fang Zheng handed over his hand:

"I'm here to report first."

"If you don't have any money, what's there to say?" Song Ji said coldly:

"see a visitor out!"

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows.

He could sense the other party's displeasure and had some guesses about it, but what was that malice about?

This guy……

It's getting more and more worrying.

After Fang Zheng left, Song Ji squinted his eyes for a long time before saying slowly:

"Looks like he's very rich!"

"yes."

A figure appeared in the corner and nodded when he heard the words:

"Gu'an County has two major industries: square porcelain and cloud weaving. The gold and silver that comes in and out every day can be counted in buckets."

"and……"

"The Fang Mansion has thousands of private soldiers. They are trained with the method of Tiger and Ben Army training. If they can get hold of them, they can stop real people."

Song Ji touched his chin, thoughtfully.

Before this, although he was interested in Gu'an County, he never thought much about it, but it was different now.

"That being the case, then..."

"Do it!"

"Yes." The figure nodded and disappeared on the spot.

…………

Quiet room.

After finishing the trivial matters, Fang Zheng took out Yueshen Gui, examined it for a moment, put it in his mouth, and closed his eyes.

At the same time, the heavenly compass in the sea of ​​consciousness rotated rapidly.

All of a sudden.

Many methods emerged one after another.

Thanks to the blessing of the mysterious power of the moon god Kei, the methods were dismantled one by one, and the subtleties were integrated.

I do not know how long it has been.

"call……"

Fang Zheng let out a long breath and recovered from the realization, and his originally hazy thoughts became clear.

Soul-catching!

Calm down!

Integrate!

"Uh-huh!"

With a slight wave of his long sleeves, the pocket Buddhist niche hanging on his waist flew out and turned into a size of several feet, releasing the five ghost pockets inside.

Wugui Kabutu became increasingly dark and translucent.

And it contracts and expands like a heart, as if there is something inside that is ready to move.

"The secret of heaven is vague, and the soul is sleeping..."

"Distracted!"

"cut!"

Fang Zheng's eyes were focused, and a blade of light emerged from the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, quietly cutting off a distracting thought.

He was distracted and disappeared into the Buddhist niche.

"Five ghosts merge into one!"

"Refining!"

Fang Zheng drank in a low voice, quickly pinched the seals with his hands, and the true energy burst out from his body and rushed towards Wugui Dou.

The Five Ghost Kabuto is not only a magic weapon, but also has a complete inheritance.

From accumulating Yin souls, advancing to fierce ghosts, ghosts integrating Yin evil energy, Yuan Yin taking shape, and even five ghosts becoming one.

The path of spiritual practice is consistent!

It stands to reason.

At this time, Fang Zheng used his body to feed the five ghosts, and the five ghosts merged into one with the help of the innate yang energy in the living body and became the ghost king.

By then.

Fang Zheng completely lost his body, but he also became an existence comparable to a real person.

only.

He didn't want to take this road.

first.

Giving up his physical body and turning into a ghost was too challenging for him and he was not physically suitable for it.

Secondly,

Although it is good to become the Ghost King with the help of Gouki Kabuto, there is no possibility of going further.

The inheritance of Goki Kabuto can only reach the realm of Ghost King, and once it reaches the advanced realm, it will completely stagnate.

The higher realm of heaven and ghost cannot be achieved no matter what.

That is,

The upper limit is locked!

Come three.

Fang Zheng had other options, whether it was the inheritance of Jiu Yuanzi or the Yuan Yin Lei method, the potential was greater than that of Wu Gui Dou.

Since there are better options, there is no need to take a dead end.

"Edict!"

As soon as the magic formula was activated, the suppressed Five Ghost Kabuto immediately began to explode, and the Five Ghosts inside roared in surprise.

Instinct drives them to take action.

"Woo..."

Lines of ghost smoke emerged from the Five Ghost Pocket, and one fierce ghost after another sprang out from it, screaming toward the sky.

Due to the formation, the ghost roar did not spread out, but it still made the quiet room tremble, which shows its power.

Five ghosts appear!

At this time, the five ghosts are no different from ordinary people except that they are covered in black smoke and have hideous faces.

And his strength is even more powerful than ordinary martial arts masters.

If the five ghosts attack together, even the Archmage can easily tear them apart.

"Boom!"

"Plop!"

"..."

Wugui Kabutu glowed brightly.

The runes painted and engraved inside shone brightly, and then turned into countless threads and integrated into the five ghosts' bodies.

"Bah!"

The five ghosts screamed, their bodies coiled up, and the ten ghost claws interlocked with each other, turning into a rapidly rotating vortex.

In an instant, the place was full of ghosts and howling.

"Uh-huh!"

suddenly.

Countless ghost figures gathered inward, the five ghost pockets shrank simultaneously, and a strange ball woven by ghost energy appeared on the spot.

Fang Zheng lowered his eyebrows, muttered something in his mouth, and used his fingers to hit a series of spiritual skills, constantly sinking into strange balls.

time,

Pass slowly.

I do not know how long it has been.

Fang's complexion was scorched, his hair was white, his energy was listless, and his movements were getting slower and slower.

"Click..."

"Crack!"

Abnormal noises emerged from the surface of the strange ball, and a crack appeared, expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A huge and terrifying aura emerged from it.

Done!

Fangzheng's eyes lit up.

He knew that now was the critical moment, so he hurriedly took out the prepared elixirs from his body and stuffed them into his mouth.

The power of the medicine entered the abdomen and filled the whole body instantly. The already weak energy was forcibly lifted up again.

"puff!"

A pitch-black ghost claw protruded from the inside of the strange ball, moved slightly, and slowly broke the ball shell.

Ghost claws are dark.

It's not the usual black, but a sense of emptiness that swallows up the surrounding light.

slowly.

Another arm reached out.

The terrifying aura emerged from the strange ball little by little.

This aura is so powerful that just by instinctively releasing it outwards, the formation surrounding this place is agitated.

Fang Zheng has six feet of strength, and his physical body is far stronger than his peers, but he still feels stiff.

He could tell.

If that arm were pressed against his body, he would probably lose half his life on the spot.

If he is like this, others may be even worse.

"Kachacha..."

The shell of the strange ball was completely shattered, and a dark, ethereal figure emerged from it, slowly stretching its figure.

As it moves, it seems that even this space is being stretched open by it.

Ghost King!

Is this the Ghost King?

A being that is more powerful than ordinary martial arts sects, even standing next to it is unbearable.

"Buddha niche!"

"out!"

Fang Zheng opened his eyes, and the Buddhist niche that was standing aside suddenly grew in size. It even emitted a mysterious light that illuminated the Ghost King, and he sucked it in suddenly.

Um?

The newborn ghost king had no consciousness, but struggled instinctively. He raised his hand and pressed it softly, causing the mysterious light in the Buddhist niche to stop.

However, Fang Zheng was already prepared for this, and as he muttered words, the Ghost King's movements became hesitant.

There is a trace of his distraction in the Ghost King's body.

Using this distraction can influence the Ghost King to a certain extent.

"Uh-huh!"

The mysterious light turned and the ghost king was already included in the Buddhist niche.

"Thunderfire!"

"out!"

Fang Zheng pointed his finger, and many of the talismans painted on the field lit up, and balls of thunder and fire appeared one after another.

Thunder fire wrapped the Buddhist niche and began to slowly refine it.

It is not impossible to control the Ghost King.

For Jiu Yuanzi, who has already achieved Sanxian, although it is not easy, it is not troublesome either.

All you need to do is erase the original intention of the Ghost King, and then put your own will into it.

For Fangzheng,

It is too strenuous, equivalent to holding a hundred-jin hammer with the strength of a child, and cannot swing it at all.

Fortunately,

He has the knowledge of Jiu Yuanzi and a Buddhist niche to suppress ghosts and ghosts, so he can try to refine it.

Anyway, the newborn ghost king has not yet given birth to his true meaning, so he took this opportunity to let the distraction take complete control.

certainly.

This requires Fang Zheng himself to be strong enough, otherwise he may suffer backlash, and it must be refined every once in a while to suppress the ghost king's instinctive consciousness.

This is why, before the sacrifice, he had to use Yueshen Kei to perform deductions to ensure that there would be no deviation.

And if it is successfully refined.

It's equivalent to him having the power of a real person in a short period of time.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to refine the Ghost King, Fang Zheng took out the things he got from the 'Brother Miao' and 'Xiao Gu'.

Xiaogu comes from the White Bone Sect. In addition to the weird mirror that can fix people, there is also a natal magic weapon, the White Bone Bead.

The White Bone Sect has a tradition of worshiping and refining natal magic weapons, choosing one of three types: white bone beads, white bone whips, and white bone flags.

The white bone bead is hidden on the back of the head, and there are countless ghosts roaring inside, all of which are the souls of the dead who died at the hands of Xiaogu.

When this treasure is completed, it can be transformed into a white-bone god and demon, which can leave the physical body and exist with the practitioner's consciousness.

He has immeasurable magical powers and unparalleled power.

The White Bone Whip is hidden in the spine and can melt demon bones into it. After it is completed, it can perform wonderful changes in size and enter and exit the netherworld.

The white bone flag placed on the heart can attract the soul.

It is said.

If the White Bone Sect monks who practice the same natal magic weapon want to advance the weapon, they need to refine the magic weapon of the same sect monk.

Most of the White Bone Sect disciples who were accompanying them had different natal magic weapons for sacrifice.

For example, the woman's natal weapon is a bone whip, while Xiaogu's is a bone bead, because they are worried about killing each other.

He even killed his fellow disciples and treated them as normal. Growing up in such an environment, his personality has long been distorted.

However, compared to the Bone Beads, what Fang Zheng valued more was definitely the Universe Bag obtained from Brother Na Miao.

This is the Qiankun bag!

Something that even some martial arts masters and real people don’t have.

"Uh-huh!"

The hand shook.

He threw the Qiankun Bag, White Bone Beads, and Fixing Mirror into the thunder and fire. Anyway, he was refining one item and several of them, so he simply refining them together.

Thunder and fire rise and fall.

The quiet room was dark. He was focused on refining the magic weapon and the Ghost King's Founder, and had no intention of noticing the passage of time.

I do not know how long it has been.

"Uh-huh!"

With a crisp sound, the aura of others in the concentration bead was completely refined by the thunder and fire, becoming an ownerless thing.

It didn't take long.

The white bone bead also turned into a dripping and rotating white bone bead. Even the ghost inside was burned away by the thunder and fire during this sacrifice, but it revealed a little bit of holiness.

A long time passed.

"Snapped!"

The Qiankun Bag trembled slightly and was immediately taken into Fang Zheng's hands.

As soon as the true energy flowed in, the sealed bag opened immediately, revealing a three-foot-square space.

The space is not big, but it is packed with things, but most of them are related to poison.

"Huh?"

"Shui Qin Jiao Pearl!"

Fang Zheng's eyes lit up, and he reached out and took out something.

This is a pearl the size of a dragon's eye. If there is water flow inside, you can see the ripples if you shake it gently.

This substance can also be used to refine the Three Treasure Pills.

"good!"

Fang Zheng gave a light praise and then shook his head:

"It seems that Linghu An and others gained something from their trip to the East China Sea, but they just encountered the Five Poisons and the White Bones disciples."

"With the characters of these two sect disciples, the chance of survival is extremely slim. Only An Tao can survive."

"well!"

With a sigh, he slowly put away the orb.

With this item, you have already acquired two types of Three Treasure Pills, and then you only need to acquire the third one to refine it.

And the third type,

Jiu Yuanzi has clues about it in his memory. He has sent people to inquire about it but has not yet received a reply.

After calming down, Fang Zheng continued to look at the Buddhist niche.

"Buzz..."

The Buddhist niche trembled slightly, and the struggle of the Ghost King inside became weaker and weaker. Fang Zheng could clearly sense the existence of the Ghost King.

seem……

With just one thought, you can control it at will, just like an arm growing out of your body.

As the arm points!

However, the Ghost King's strength is too terrifying, so just to be on the safe side, you still have to make sure everything is safe before relaxing.

time flies.

One day.

"out!"

Fang Zheng shouted low, and a black shadow jumped out from the Buddhist niche and landed lightly in front of him.

"Um."

"Try the quality first!"