I stack buffs in a weird world!

Master Guchuan stood by the pool and smiled slightly.

"The Buddha's Skin Refining Sutra is complete, not bad!"

He knew at a glance that Pool No. 7 could not do anything to Zhang Yang, and it was no difficulty for him to obtain the Pisarei fruit position.

"In this case... you are lucky."

Master Guchuan shook his head, took out the magic ball that sealed the source of the demon, and stretched out his hand to take out a trace of the source of the demon from it.

Zhang Yang, who still had some strength left in the pool, saw his master's actions by the pool and his face changed suddenly.

"Master, what do you want to do? Don't..."

That was a demon in the Bone Guanyin realm, and he couldn't bear even a trace of it.

Master Guchuan looked at him with a smile, "Boy, this is good for you!"

After that, he threw a trace of the source of the demon in his hand into Pool No. 7.

As soon as the golden pool water touched the trace of the source of the demon, it boiled violently, and white smoke began to gather.

A human figure slowly emerged, and black scales like substance began to appear. The hair danced like a group of inky snakes, and there were wisps of magic light flashing in the hair.

On the forehead, there was a mysterious and strange dark red magic pattern, which looked like a magic flower in full bloom.

The most attractive thing was the pair of huge bat wings behind him, which were engraved with dense magic patterns, and each magic pattern emitted a creepy cold light.

"Master, it's not that bad! How can the difficulty be increased temporarily?"

Zhang Yang smiled bitterly and looked at Master Guchuan by the pool.

"Disciple, I believe you can defeat him!"

Master Guchuan stroked his long beard and nodded.

"I don't believe myself... um!"

Before Zhang Yang finished speaking, he was hit by a huge force, and his whole body involuntarily crashed into the seal array.

"Zizi..."

The array wall emitted a series of electric current sounds, which directly bounced Zhang Yang back.

Zhang Yang fell back into the golden pool, and wiped his face with pain, "Fuck, my internal organs are all displaced."

"Shh..."

The claws of the demon in the pool left a deep blood mark on his body.

Zhang Yang's face changed slightly, and his proud body did not play any blocking role.

The skin that was invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, was like paper in the hands of the demon.

"Disciple, this is a famous blade demon among the demons, and he is good at cutting."

Master Guchuan reminded with a smile.

"Master, don't worry. This can't do anything to me..."

Zhang Yang gritted his teeth and looked at the blade demon opposite. He couldn't lose face in front of his master, so fuck him.

"You are the only one with wings? I have wings too..."

Zhang Yang spat, and a pair of black wings appeared behind him.

Since he couldn't defend, he would win with speed. He didn't believe that his speed plus the blessing of wings.

"Swoosh~"

The whole figure disappeared directly on the spot.

"Shua~"

Go fast, come back faster.

He had another scar on his body, and it couldn't heal because of the demonic energy blocking it.

"Come again!"

Zhang Yang looked at the Blade Demon coldly, unwilling to admit defeat.

"Swoosh~"

"Swish~"

"Pah~"

"Plop~"

Zhang Yang's eyes fell into the golden pool with lifeless eyes. Damn, this Blade Demon is much stronger than him.

They are not in the same league at all.

Even if he has no intelligence and fights by instinct, he can't win.

It wasn't long before his whole body was covered with scars, as if a layer of skin was peeled off.

Once corroded by the golden pool water, the piercing pain surged into his heart from his memory.

However, Master Guchuan was not surprised. After all, the Blade Demon was in the Bone Guanyin realm. Even if there was a trace of origin, his realm was far beyond Zhang Yang.

The purpose of releasing the demon was not to defeat Zhang Yang, but to simply cut Zhang Yang's skin.

Because the golden pool water alone could not do anything to it.

Sure enough, the golden pool water of Pool No. 7 began to slowly penetrate into his skin through the wound.

As before, assimilation began.

Zhang Yang's skin began to change slowly, and this change was from the inside out, and even slowly assimilated from the essence.

At the same time, he felt something and his mind began to relax.

The mind began to disperse in the dark, and he only felt that there was a place attracting him, but he could not see clearly what it was.

He could only explore forward instinctively, and he didn't know how long it had been.

He saw a lotus platform appear in front of him, and at this time his heart was as clear as a mirror, and he knew that this was the legendary Pisarchi fruit position.

The soul walked to the lotus platform step by step and sat down.

"Dong~"

A huge morning bell sounded in his mind, and Zhang Yang suddenly opened his eyes and felt a sense of lightness on his body.

It felt like I had broken free of some kind of shackles, and my whole body felt refreshed.

Could this be the fruit position?Blessing?

At this time, Master Guchuan, who was standing by the pool, saw the Buddha light faintly appearing behind Zhang Yang's head and nodded with a smile.

My disciple has achieved the Pisaqi fruit position!

"In this case... then..."

I saw Master Guchuan tap his hands, and the stagnant vaporized blade demon in the pool suddenly dissipated, and the trace of the demon directly sank into Zhang Yang's body.

After a long time, Zhang Yang suddenly opened his eyes and looked at his fist.

With one punch, the entire pool water was instantly cut into several lines, extending all the way to the edge of the pool, and even cut a hole in the seal formation.

Although the seal formation was restored immediately, its power was obvious.

Looking at the fist with joy, he knew that in addition to the shock force, it actually brought a trace of cutting force.

Zhang Yang jumped out of the No. 7 pool and bowed to thank him: "Thank you, Master!"

Master Guchuan smiled, "What are you thanking me for? This is what you deserve. If you can't bear it, I won't give it to you."

He looked at this fourth disciple and was more and more pleased. Not only was he talented, but he was also determined.

Like the eldest disciple Fu Su, he was a disciple who could inherit the mantle.

"Okay, follow me back to the Discipline Hall. You have been in the Medicine King Hall for more than four months, and it's time to add more responsibilities to you."

Master Guchuan smiled.

"Yes, Master!"

He was also muttering in his heart, wondering what position the master would assign him.

......

"Patrol team?"

After a quarter of an hour, Zhang Yang scratched his head while standing below.

I didn't expect that the master would first let him be a small captain in the patrol team. Wouldn't this be just right for Senior Brother Wen Mo?

"Hehe... You just entered the Medicine King Hall and are not familiar with it yet. Joining the patrol team will help you get to know the various halls of the Medicine King Hall better."

Master Guchuan said in a deep voice.

"I will obey Master's orders!"

Zhang Yang bowed.

Well, although the patrol team is a bit hard, it is indeed the best way to quickly understand the affairs of the hall.

It's better than going to An Ruyi or Su Jing's men!

Seeing that Zhang Yang did not object, Master Guchuan took out a jade disc, "Disciple, this is the practice of our lineage in the Flesh Vajra Realm, you must practice it well."

The jade disc fell lightly into Zhang Yang's hands.

"Yes, Master! I will live up to Master's expectations..."

"Okay, go down and rest. Master wants to refine this Blade Demon Origin first..."

Master Guchuan waved his hand.

Zhang Yang retreated tactfully...