Sir, don't shoot! [Quick Transmigration]

S999: 'Mission target Feng Wangyin, the current synchronization rate is 30%. '

Han Mo leaned over to look into the sarcophagus, and the translucent concoction was faintly flickering with colorful streamers.A man with a handsome face was lying on his back, soaked in the potion.His eyes were closed tightly, his thin lips were pursed, and he did not move.It looked exactly the same as Xie Yu who had entered the dormant cabin, the difference was that the man was tainted with demonic energy, and the corners of his slightly raised eyes were somewhat evil.

What's more, he was completely naked, and there were many places below the shoulders where the flesh and blood hadn't grown fully.

Red vines, ice-blue six-petal flowers, pure black five-clawed roots, and green grass branches interlaced and crawled on the dense white bones, which has a strange beauty.

Han Mo couldn't help reaching out and touching the man's cheek.

"What are you doing?"

The familiar voice came from behind, with less emotional fluctuations and a little more magnetism and penetrating power unique to practitioners.

Han Mo was so frightened that he immediately withdrew his hand and entered his role in three seconds.

"What's none of your business?" He turned around, squinting at the phantom in front of him.

Every time he meditated and practiced, Feng Wangyin's cultivation base would also increase, to the level of the initial stage of foundation establishment.Even if the Earth Fire Sword is hung on his waist, Feng Wangyin can turn into a phantom anytime and anywhere.

"They really look exactly the same." Xu Ying ignored his resistance, and floated to his side, bent over to look at the sarcophagus, and touched his cheek. "If it was your blood essence that was dripped at that time, wouldn't my new body look the same as yours?"

"What do you want to use a body that looks like mine!?" Tan Qijia said defensively and angrily.

"Just curious. After all, I have only seen this method of reshaping the body in ancient books." Feng Wangyin said lightly.

Since they successfully retrieved the Lihuo Vine from the Nanlin Cave, Tan Qijia, with the help of Feng Wangyin, successively obtained the other three kinds of spiritual herbs.

On the contrary, the little blood needed to reshape the physical body is not easy to come by.When Feng Wangyin was assassinated by Tan Qijia, his body had already been wiped out, where can he find his blood now?Fortunately, Tan Qijia still kept the bloody coat he was wearing at that time, and used it for a try.

So far, the effect is pretty good.They are only short of the last attribute of golden silk radish, and they can complete the refining of the physical body. At that time, they only need to perform a soul transfer array to transfer Feng Wangyin's primordial spirit from the earth fire sword to the new physical body, and they will be done. .

But this last kick in the door has been delayed for several decades.The reason is nothing else, but because the only place where the golden silk radish grows is within the territory of Ming Xiaozong's sect.

When Tan Qijia was expelled from the sect, the head of the sect once said that he was not allowed to step into the Ming Xiao sect.If there is a prohibition, it will be shot to death.

Each of them has one sword, and they can easily deal with individual monsters, but if they are faced with the encirclement and suppression of the entire sect, it is another matter.

Feng Wangyin once proposed to go there by himself, but Tan Qijia immediately vetoed his idea.

"Your body is my sword now, what can you do without my hands?" He snorted coldly, "Besides, you have absorbed all the devilish energy these days. If the elders of the sect find out, I'm afraid they will recognize you. Going from the Tao to the devil will also let you taste the taste of being expelled from the teacher's school."

When it came to being expelled from the teacher's school, Feng Wangyin rarely said anything.

Although the appearance of his transformation form at this moment is the same as that of his life, the impression he gives people is indeed quite different. He has lost his extraordinary temperament in the past, and he is more and more similar to the image of Tan Qijia Moxiu.

If someone from the Ming Xiao sect sees him, it is not impossible to regard him as an evil cultivator who betrayed the sect.

As a result, the search for the golden silk radish was delayed day by day.

During this period, Tan Qijia tried to find many friends, including the ancestor Yuanming, and wanted to entrust them to go on his behalf.But the people he is acquainted with now are either demon cultivators or demon cultivators. If they go to the territory of Ming Xiaozong, even if they are not shot or killed, they will never be treated more politely.So there are excuses, and there are also unceremonious rejections.In short, no one is willing to sell this desperate favor.

Tan Qijia sat in front of the table, which was full of messy ancient books he had read.There are many books that record the method of reshaping the body, but the materials mentioned in each book are the same, golden silk radish is indispensable, and no other herb can replace it.

He was so irritable, he touched the scabbard of the saber with his hand up and down, and began to think of taking it away again in his heart.

If you find an unlucky ghost who is suitable for taking away the body, knocking Feng Wangyin out, and forcibly throwing him into the soul-moving formation, it seems that it is not impossible?

"Tan Qijia." Feng Wangyin's voice came from behind again.

Tan Qijia, who was secretly calculating in his stomach, trembled coldly, and slammed the table: "What's wrong!?"

"It's nothing." Feng Wangyin turned his eyes away, and his tone was a little hesitant, "I just want to ask you... can you stop touching that sword?"

It was only then that Tan Qijia came to his senses. When he was thinking, he unconsciously grabbed the opponent's body and touched it for a long time.

Feng Wangyin's expression was still as calm as usual, like an ancient well without waves, but he just looked away slightly.

But Tan Qijia blushed all of a sudden, and the corners of her eyes and brows were stained crimson.

"Why didn't you say it earlier!?"

"I don't want to disturb you." Feng Wangyin coughed lightly, "Don't feel guilty, the feeling isn't too bad."

"Who cares if you feel bad... No, who wants to feel guilty!" Tan Qijia covered her face, but even so, she couldn't cover her burning ears.

In the confusion, Xiangliu knocked on the door worriedly outside.

"Master, do you have any orders?"

She felt that something was wrong with her master recently, she talked to herself a lot more than before, and sometimes she would suddenly get angry like a cat whose tail was stepped on.But I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that Master's spirit is much better than before, and occasionally he will smile at the empty place.

Based on her experience, if the master had not secretly found her a mistress, or she had really gone mad, she couldn't be wrong.

"It's nothing, you go back first." Tan Qijia's angry voice came from the study.

"Is it really all right?"

Since you're fine, why are you making a lot of noise inside the door?Xiangliu thought to herself, maybe it is more likely that Master has lost his mind.

"It's okay. If you talk too much, I'll really entrust you with the task of finding that golden silkworm." Tan Qijia considered all her relatives and friends, including her own apprentice, in order to find the spiritual herb. up.

When Xiangliu heard this, he quickly stopped talking, not daring to ask any more questions.She has also heard that the golden silkworm grows in the territory of Ming Xiaozong. As a purple python demon cultivator, if she really enters the realm of Jianzong, she will not be caught by those monks and skinned for alchemy?

It's just that Xiangliu didn't expect that although she was not sent to Ming Xiaozong, the monks of Ming Xiaozong came to her.

The author has something to say: Thank you Xenike. Hu Shuangxi. Seery. Pula’s landmines, and Qigu’s many, many mines>///

I'll make up for it today. I usually update it at [-]:[-] in the morning, and edit it at midnight.