super unscrupulous student

This stele to control the spirit is very complicated, and it can be regarded as Zhuo Yifan's current work of the highest level.

This token looks very ordinary, but anyone who has seen the mysterious stone will definitely recognize it at a glance, the two are simply a family.

It wasn't that Zhuo Yifan insisted on making the two the same, but that in Taiyi Zhenren's setting, this "Spirit Controlling Monument" looked like this, and with Zhuo Yifan's current cultivation level, he couldn't change it without authorization.

"Spirit Control Stele" easily broke through the protection of the corpse, and got in from Ying Buping's forehead.

Then, with a flash of light, the broken defense began to recover automatically, and it became a whole again.

Zhuo Yifan secretly exclaimed, the body of the real immortal is really powerful, it is simply a real spiritual treasure, if it is not for the real fire of three flavors, it would be almost impossible for ordinary people to cause harm to him.

No wonder the corpses of some immortals can be kept forever, and they will not rot for thousands of years.

This made Zhuo Yifan think of the corpses of the three underground immortals. They have already decayed, which proves that the defense rules of the whole body have been completely destroyed, just like the internal magic circle of the Lingbao has been destroyed, without complete protection , will naturally decay.

How powerful is it to destroy the protective rules of the real immortal?

Zhuo Yifan couldn't help shivering.

The "Spirit Controlling Tablet" and Ying Buping's corpse slowly merged, and the power of rules in his body also began to circulate and slowly stabilized.

At this moment, the true fire of three flavors is about to burn to the end.

With a thought, Zhuo Yifan withdrew this bit of Sanwei Zhenhuo and began to refine it.

There is so little left of the real fire, which can be refined and absorbed, and at least it can increase the strength of one's own flame.

Suddenly, the corpse slave opened his eyes, and two bursts of golden light shot out, shocking the mysterious place of flames to tremble.

It was like an ancient monster that had been sleeping for many years suddenly woke up. The terrifying aura made people tremble with fear, but in less than a second, the aura on his body disappeared and he was completely restrained.

But that strong physical body still gave Zhuo Yifan an incomparable shock. When he was in the Three Immortals, why didn't he feel that this guy was so strong?

Zhuo Yifan's heart moved, and Ying Buping fell to his knees: "Master!"

Although it was because of the effect of "Traveling the Spirit Tablet", the naturally spiritual body still had some instincts, but Zhuo Yifan was startled by speaking directly like this.

He looked at the corpse slave in surprise, and his heart beat: "Isn't Nima resurrected by Ying Buping?"

There is no record in the book that corpse slaves can speak?

Zhuo Yifan stared at the corpse slave coldly, without saying a word.

And this corpse slave also kept kneeling, motionless, like a sculpture.

Zhuo Yifan's heart moved, and he didn't feel anything wrong with his spiritual sense. "The Stele of Controlling the Spirit" is still the control center of the corpse slave. This internal super magic circle controls the entire corpse slave. As long as Zhuo Yifan is willing, A single thought can directly cause the corpse slave to explode.

He was sure that he had [-]% control over this corpse slave.

The book does not mean that the corpse slave does not have its own consciousness. Although it retains some of the strength and skills in front of it, it is all instinct, like a robot that only obeys the orders of its master.

This kind of behavior of kneeling voluntarily and claiming to be the master is unheard of.

Although Zhuo Yifan felt strange in his heart, he couldn't find anything abnormal, so he had to give up.

With a thought, the corpse slave really stood up, and stood respectfully in front of Zhuo Yifan, like a primary school student.

"Go, destroy that volcano."

Zhuo Yifan pointed to the huge volcano in the distance and said.

Before the words fell, there was already a loud bang, and a burst of fireworks rose into the sky.

Zhuo Yifan was speechless, and when he looked again, the corpse slave returned to the original place, still looking submissive.

Zhuo Yifan estimated that on Jupiter, even if he played all his cards, he might not be able to beat him.

Zhuo Yifan was very satisfied with the refining this time.

Although 100 pieces of wood spirit crystals were consumed, the harvest is really nothing to say.

Zhuo Yifan communicated with Mo Chen, and instantly appeared on the altar.

"Yifan, did you succeed?"

Mo Chen asked excitedly.

It was extremely rare for him to be so excited.

"It succeeded, but there are some abnormalities." Zhuo Yifan repeated the reaction of the corpse slave.

Mo Chen was also quite surprised: "This kind of situation is really unheard of. Even the puppet warriors refined by the Qianji Clan have never heard of them having autonomous consciousness. At most, they are some instinctive fighting consciousness. You call it out and let me see it." look."

Zhuo Yifan shrugged his shoulders, communicated with "The Monument of Controlling Spirits" with his spiritual thoughts, a light and shadow flashed in the void, and the corpse slave stepped out, standing in front of Zhuo Yifan, a pair of extremely deep eyes suddenly shot out a ray of light , locked on Mo Chen.

"Yifan, stop him!"

Mo Chen broke out in a cold sweat and shouted loudly.

Locked by the corpse slave, even if he is a soul body, he feels boundless threat in an instant, as if he will be torn apart by the other party in the next moment.

Zhuo Yifan snorted coldly: "Don't be rude, back down."

The corpse slave obediently flashed behind Zhuo Yifan and stood still, his aura was put away again, as if it was just an illusion just now.

Mo Chen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and there was some disbelief in his eyes, "This is really amazing, this corpse slave has the automatic consciousness of protecting the master."

Zhuo Yifan was taken aback: "What does this mean?"

"This is a good thing!" Mo Chen was amazed: "There may not be one corpse slave out of 1, and the chances are that you will meet it. I have to say that your luck is really unmatched! Comparable!"

Zhuo Yifan said excitedly, "So this is a good thing?"

"Of course it's a good thing. The good thing that countless craftsmen may not be able to encounter in their entire lives, but you, a rookie, have encountered it. I am completely convinced." Mo Chen's eyes showed a smug smile: "This It proves that my vision is still good, and you are indeed the person I was looking forward to."

"Master Patriarch, are you praising me or yourself!" Zhuo Yifan also laughed.

If he has the ability, he doesn't mind helping Mo Chen.

Mo Chen pondered for a while: "Then give him a name, it will give him a sense of belonging, and he will be able to work harder in the future."

"Sense of belonging? Work hard?" Zhuo Yifan opened his mouth wide in surprise: "Isn't the corpse slave a weapon of war? They also have these emotions?"

"All things are born with spirit, and there is spirit. Every plant and tree can evolve into a spirit body, let alone such a high-level real fairy corpse? Even if you don't refine him into a corpse slave, after being nourished by the power of heaven and earth, in time , he can also transform into a zombie by himself, and even become the most terrifying zombie."

Zhuo Yifan asked worriedly: "If he has instinctive consciousness, will he remember his past?"

"This is impossible. The original consciousness and soul have been completely annihilated. This new consciousness is just an instinct based on the body. Of course, if you are worried, you can also erase his consciousness. For you, Should be easy."

Zhuo Yifan thought for a while, and said, "In that case, let him be given a chance."

With a thought in his mind, he said in a deep voice, "From now on, you will be Tianyao No. [-]."

Tianyao No. [-] fell to his knees with a plop, and kowtowed heavily.