The Strongest Qi Refiner

This is an irreversible curse. Once imposed, it can never be lifted!

As long as this mark is planted in Fang Yu's body, then... he is not afraid that Fang Yu will have any rebellious thoughts!

"If you want to follow me, then accept the seal of origin that I give you." The golden-robed monk looked at Fang Yu and said with a smile, "This is the only seal that can ensure your loyalty."

"Seal of the Source Vein?" Fang Yu's heart moved.

He has received many marks in the past.

For example, he can also break the deepest blood contract.

And the Seal of Origin Meridian mentioned by the golden-clothed monk... he had never heard of it before, and he didn't know how strong it was.

"Master, the seal of the source is a mark that directly penetrates into the origin and the foundation of the bloodline. It is a type of curse seal. If compared with the blood contract, it is more thorough and deeper." The voice of Extreme Cold Tears sounded, "After the vast majority of living beings are planted with the Seal of Source Veins, they are equivalent to becoming puppets or marionettes and are completely controlled."

"It sounds a bit powerful." Fang Yu said, "No wonder this guy agreed to let me follow him so easily. I thought he was stupid. It turns out he wanted to turn me into a puppet..."

"He has the capital to be confident." Li Huoyu's voice also came, "There are not many monks who can master this thing, and even fewer who can disable it."

"There are very few... In other words, there is still a way to remove this mark?" Fang Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "Can the Eye of the Great Dao do it?"

"Of course the master has the ability to remove the seal of the source vein... The Eye of the Great Dao plus the Ruyi Qinglian are enough to remove all the solvable curse seals in the world." Jihan Tears replied.

"That's enough." Fang Yu said, "As long as I accept this Seal of Source Vein... I can get close to the Tianhuan Temple. This is the best opportunity to penetrate inside."

But as he said this, Fang Yu thought of something else.

"Although I can remove this curse seal, will this curse seal enter my blood and origin, will the secrets on my body be directly exposed?" Fang Yu asked.

"The deeper the imprint, the simpler the structure. Because imprints with too complex structures cannot penetrate to that level." Li Huoyu said.

"So this mark can actually control my life and death to the greatest extent, and you cannot directly obtain information about me through this mark." Fang Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "It should be okay to think so, right?"

"It's no problem. He can feel a little breath at most, but he can't know more details." Li Huoyu replied.

"In that case...then I will accept this seal of origin." Fang Yu made up his mind.

He could actually choose to directly take down the envoy in front of him.

But doing so may cause all clues to be interrupted.

After all, this mysterious force must have a way to protect its own secrets.

It is a very risky move to force this messenger to reveal those secrets by force.

By accident, the messenger was wiped out, and no clues could be obtained.

Therefore, since there is now a softer way to find out the situation of Tianhuan Temple, why not do it?

As long as he accepts the Seal of Source Vein, the envoy will definitely think that Fang Yu's life is in his hands and relax his vigilance.

"How do you think about it?" asked the golden monk.

"I'm willing to accept it!" Fang Yu said with gritted teeth, "I hope to have the opportunity to become a member of the Tianhuan Temple in the future!"

"good."

The golden-robed monk raised his right hand, stretched out a finger, and pressed it on Fang Yu's forehead.

"bass!"

Fang Yu immediately felt an abnormal aura that penetrated directly into his body.

He immediately suppressed all the power that might cause resistance in his body, allowing the breath to fall directly into his blood and Dantian.

In this way, the Seal of Source Vein was successfully planted in his body.

"Hahaha... I didn't expect it to go so smoothly." The golden monk couldn't help laughing and said, "From now on, you will be my loyal dog. I hope you will never have a rebellious mentality, otherwise... I will take your life easily."

As he spoke, the golden-robed monk used the power of the Seal of Source Veins.

Fang Yu immediately felt a pain, seeping from the body to the outside of the body.

This level of pain is actually far inferior to the Tempering Body.

But Fang Yu still showed pain and groaned.

If possible, he would even want to spit out two mouthfuls of blood from his mouth to increase the pain.

It's a pity that he really can't vomit blood.

The smile on the golden-robed monk's face was sarcastic and wanton, constantly increasing in intensity.

"Uh-huh..."

Fang Yu had no choice but to pretend to be in agony, knelt on the ground on one knee, and squeezed out the veins on his forehead.

At the same time, he released the aura of 'chaos' in his body.

"Hahaha……"

The golden monk was very happy and threw his head back and laughed.

He had thought that there would inevitably be a battle today.

Unexpectedly, the Fang Changsheng in front of him easily accepted the Seal of Source Vein and became a puppet controlled by him.

From now on, Fang Changsheng is a sharp knife and a sharp weapon in his hand!

What a surprise.

"Okay, get up." The golden-robed monk stopped Fang Yu's 'torture' and said.

Fang Yu gasped for air and sat on the ground.

"Brother Messenger, if I perform well enough, will I have a chance to become a member of the Tianhuan Temple?" Fang Yu looked up at the golden monk and asked.

"I said, the Heavenly Ring Temple will not recruit outside monks. Do you know how many saint-level strongmen in the Eastern Wasteland want to join the Heavenly Ring Temple?" The golden-clothed monk sneered, "Being a member of the Heavenly Ring Temple is enough. Being closer to the Great Dao, and more likely to become the Immortal King, this is what everyone wants."

"It's ridiculous to have such thoughts and want to become a member of the temple!"

Hearing this, Fang Yu's eyes flickered and he said: "I don't have such thoughts, I am purely..."

"I said you have no chance, you just have no chance." The golden-robed monk said coldly, "I never said that after you follow me, you can become the hospital of Tianhuan Temple. You have to call me Lord. , I ask you to do anything, you just need to execute it. I hope you will be obedient, otherwise... I will kill you without hesitation. "

"I...get it." Fang Yu lowered his head and replied.

The golden-robed monk turned around, walked outside, and said coldly: "Let's go."

Because he turned around, he didn't see the joking smile on Fang Yu's face.

"Where are you going? Your Majesty." Fang Yu chased after him and asked.