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Episode 2 The Ancient Holy Body Chapter 10 Da Mao

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    "This, this is a hairy corpse?"

    Fan Zhuo looked at the creature in front of him in disbelief, feeling an extremely familiar feeling coming over him. Could it be the furry corpse he first encountered at the Tomb of Ten Thousand Corpses?

    Fan Zhuo suddenly grinned, it must be that guy, otherwise if it had been another green-haired corpse, wouldn't he have been shot to pieces on the spot!

    Moreover, when Fan Zhuo gave Mao Zhi some Yuan Jing before, he could vividly remember how he was wagging his tail and begging for mercy. It was the same as now. When he left again, Mao Zhi had already begun to transform from gray hair to green hair.  In the process, this transformation was obviously completed and he became a real green-haired corpse.

    Fan Zhuo never expected that this guy would find him. It was really difficult for him to travel thousands of miles!

    Although Fan Zhuo's current state cannot be compared to the joy brought by "meeting an old friend in a foreign land", there is always the meaning of escaping from death. However, there are no Yuan Jings in the Yuan Refining Pot, otherwise he would have to feed it a few alive.

    Fan Zhuo had previously learned from outside merchants and records in "Strange Records" that hairy corpses are divided into hairless to gray, green, red, purple, and golden hairs. After transforming into green hairs, their strength is equivalent to the realm of human martial arts practitioners.  , and because it is a corpse, it does not have to be limited to physical strength. The strength it can exert in battle is beyond the reach of ordinary Ming Palace realm martial artists.

    Seeing Lu Mao trying to please him so much, Fan Zhuo also suddenly had an idea. If he brought this Lu Mao corpse into the Beiyuan ancient mine, he would have enough confidence to do something and compete with the disciples of the major sects.  .

    But Mao Zhi is a corpse after all. Even if Chu Lian, that tomboy, agrees to take him and Mao Zhi into the ancient mine, Fan Zhuo doesn't believe that those big shots like Yu Feng, Tu Luo, etc. won't go. With these people around, Mao Zhi will definitely not be able to escape.  No form, no disguise, can escape the detection of these people's consciousness.

    If he makes a mistake, maybe his Yuan Refining Pot will be discovered, and the life of this hairy corpse will be ruined for nothing. Fan Zhuo needs to plan carefully, and must not lose a big thing because of a small thing, or ruin his own bright future for the sake of small gains in front of him.  .

    The blood-colored eyes of Mao Zhi appeared much more agile, at least more agile than when he was gray fur. This guy pointed at the small pot hanging on Fan Zhuo's waist with a giant claw as long as a foot, with a look on his face that was pleasing to him.

    Fan Zhuo was overjoyed. He never expected that this hairy corpse would actually have intelligence. Although it could not communicate, it could express its simple thoughts through body movements. The actions made by the hairy corpse were undoubtedly to eat Yuan Jing.

    Since he discovered that Mao Shi's spiritual intelligence had just begun to develop, Fan Zhuo also decided to test how far Mao Shi's spiritual intelligence had developed.

    "Since you are willing to follow me, from now on your name will be"

    Fan Zhuo originally planned to name this corpse, and also wanted to use his own surname to give it, but after thinking about it, this guy is still a corpse after all. It would be too unlucky to use his surname as Fan!

    "Well! From now on, your name will be Da Mao."

    After thinking for a long time, Fan Zhuo chose such a substandard name. Obviously, his naming skills still need to be practiced.

    "Da Mao, there is no Yuan Jing anymore. I will take you to find the lost beasts nearby. If you kill them, you can condense them into Yuan Jing."

    After Fan Zhuo finished speaking, he looked at Mao Zhi's reaction, but saw that this guy had a look of flattery and eagerness on his face, obviously not understanding what Fan Zhuo said.

    Shaking his head helplessly, Fan Zhuo said hello and began to look for wild beasts in the forest, while the furry corpse followed closely, as if he was afraid of falling behind.  It is worth mentioning that Xiao Hei has been timid ever since he saw the furry corpse. How can he still have the demeanor of the saber-tooth tiger, the king of the forest in the past!  It would be more accurate to say that it is a wild cat that is so cautious.

    In the forest, Fan Zhuo took the fur corpse and hunted several wild beasts, including brown bears, pythons, leopards and the like.  Indeed, hunting these beasts can also condense the Yuan Crystal in the Yuan Refining Pot, but the Yuan Crystal seems to be much worse than the one obtained by killing. Fan Zhuo also ate one and felt that his body changed very little, so that the corpse's face was full of satisfaction.  color.

    It is worth mentioning that there is one thing that makes Fan Zhuo extremely excited. For example, when he sees a brown bear in front of him, Fan Zhuo doesn't speak or expresses anything, and the furry corpse is also watching eagerly until Fan Zhuo waves or orders "kill"  After that, the furry corpse will rush forward with great pleasure and slap the brown bear to death, and will not tear the brown bear into pieces and throw it into the mouth to chew randomly like before.

    Fan Zhuo was overjoyed by the fact that the hairy corpse was able to obey his own orders. He felt that the hairy corpse was expected to be his best helper, so he became even more eager to find wild beasts and kill them to obtain Yuanjing to feed the hairy corpse.  Until early morning, it was impossible to count how many wild animals had been hunted.

    Da Mao had eaten and drank enough. Fan Zhuo gave him Yuan Jing, but he refused to eat any more. Then Fan Zhuo looked at Xiao Hei, whose eyes were already glowing green. In order not to favor one thing over another, he also gave it some beasts.  The crystal formed by death.

    Fan Zhuo?I didn't close my eyes all night. It was almost morning, but I was not tired at all. I was sitting next to a tree, holding the alchemy pot and looking at it with pleasure on my face.

    This little thing is really magical. Fan Zhuo thought it was a magic weapon made by a weapon refiner like Han Yu among immortal cultivators, but Fan Zhuo was not stupid. Han Yu was in the foundation-building realm, but he couldn't tell that Fan Zhuo  Zhuo hangs the secret of the small pot around his waist or carries it in his arms all day long. Even if he is as powerful as Yufeng, Tu Luo, Zhan Mo and others, he cannot see the clues of the small pot. This is completely unreasonable!

    "Besides, I had previously heard that the leader of the Wuzong, Lu Xian, was a master of weapon refining. With such a terrifying cultivation level, he could not see the magic of the small pot. So where did this Yuan Refining Pot come from?  Maybe this is a great treasure!

    Xiao Hei was chasing a butterfly not far away, sometimes jumping and sometimes rolling; Big Mao was watching him silently beside Fan Zhuo. Although the blood-colored eyes were extremely scary, Fan Zhuo became more immune after getting familiar with it, but he didn't know that Big Mao  What does it mean to stare at yourself without blinking?

    Maybe Da Mao has low intelligence and is curious, so he is expressing his favor!

    Fan Zhuo's heart moved. He looked at the Yuan Refining Pot in his hand and felt that this pot was so extraordinary. Even the top masters who could not compete in their eyes couldn't figure it out. So, could such a mysterious thing hold a corpse inside?  Is it as functional as the storage bag in the Immortal Cultivator?

    This idea just passed through his mind. Fan Zhuo also learned from "Strange Records" that living objects cannot be collected in the storage bags of immortal cultivators. Even if they are as small as a rabbit, they cannot be put into the storage bags.  The idea of ??using the Yuan Refining Pot as a storage bag and putting the corpse inside failed, making Fan Zhuo laugh bitterly.

    But at the next moment, Fan Zhuo was completely confused

    The hairy corpse disappeared from sight!

    Just like thatdisappeared out of thin air!

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