Sometimes, the most painful thing people feel is that the long-awaited thing eventually becomes a bubble, and your expectations gradually sink to the bottom of the sea as it disappears.

Chen Fuyun was already numb in the burning of the fire. The trace of hope slowly calmed down as the void fire that had once appeared to protect the main function, without any abnormal movement!

If Chen Fuyun died directly, his level would drop directly to level 60.

Once Chen Fuyun's level falls out of level 60, the second transfer task of the alchemist profession will be ruined. Moreover, since he has just reached level 60, it is quite far from the top ten of the 36 Huacheng level list. If he drops one level further, he will be far away from the crazy level trainer on the list again!

Wealth and honor are in danger.

This is Chen Fuyun's first creed since he entered the God-Fighting Game. However, the risk he was willing to take this time was almost gambling! And it was a gamble at the terrible price of death!

Three seconds later, Chen Fuyun's health reduced by another 100 points!

The only 50 points of blood was not enough to resist the burning of flames in one second. Even Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng's face was solemn at this moment, as if he was considering whether to give up! However, if he gave up halfway, it means that Chen Fuyun will not be able to transfer the second transfer of the alchemist profession in the future.

The supreme nobility of the alchemist profession is destined to make a comeback on the way to become an alchemist.

Buzz!

Just as Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng was already considering whether to take away the Qilin soul flame, the star ring in Chen Fuyun's hand suddenly shone brightly!

Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng's eyes shrank, and his face showed a look of surprise.

His eyes, as if he had seen something amazing at this moment, freezing in the black water mysterious snake baby who suddenly soared out of Chen Fuyun's star ring, protected him tightly, and then used his flesh and blood to resist the flames for him!

Has this little black water mysterious snake, which seems to be underage, bred with complete wisdom?

Lanling was surprised, then shook his head and denied the first thought that came to his mind with a smile.

This black water mysterious snake seems to be subjected to some kind of inspiration, and it has a little bit of a desire to use the Qilin soul flame to complete the transformation of its own bloodline. Hehe, it's interesting. The silly disciple has a good fortune. The old man is merciful and will not accept you as a benefit.

Lanling smiled and raised his eyebrows, and his old face was full of a bright smile as bright as a chrysanthemum.

Immediately, his finger formed two Yin and Yang flame seals when it was empty. When Yin and Yang were in harmony, the Qilin soul flame suddenly turned into black and white light, and the flames were vigorous and powerful, as if they could melt the space.

But Chen Fuyun, who was in it, could not feel any heat at this moment, because the Black Water Black Snake completely covered him with its cold flesh and blood body, while it was in the scorching flames of yin and yang, and its blood volume was falling silently!

Twenty seconds later, the black water black snake baby turned into a white light, died in the flames, and dropped a level one!

In another twenty seconds, the Black Water Black Snake baby died again after being resurrected.

This cycle repeats eighty-eight and sixty-four chapters!

Huh!

A crisp phoenix sound like the phoenix's desire and Nirvana made its way through the success of Nirvana. The black water black snake baby, burned to level 0 by the yin and yang flames, all the black scales of the whole body faded away, turning into a small white snake with strange sharp horns on its head.

The moment the white snake appeared, the milky white light emitted from its body instantly wrapped the Taicang King Ding that Chen Fuyun had never let go of his death.

Buzzing!

The milky white light was like a flame thrown into the vast grassland. The moment it enveloped the Taicang King Ding, the unformed dragon power pill in the king's tripod suddenly slid into the tripod, the sound became stronger and stronger, and the fragrance of the pill became stronger and stronger!

Bang!

The dull collision sound spread, and a round and green pill suddenly shot out at the exit of the Taicang King Ding. Then, the moment it broke into the sky, it fell into the palm of Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng's palm in one move. Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng's palm power moved slightly, and a joy suddenly surged in his eyebrows and eyes.

What a strong dragon power!

This elixir has probably already broken through the second grade! It has barely reached the level of the third grade lower grade pill.

"You little brat, if you are not dead, don't lie on the ground. The pill has been refined. It's time for me to give you the ability to turn the second." Lan Ling bent down and patted Chen Fuyun, who was lying on the ground, with black charcoal all over his body, and said with a smile.

Chen Fuyun really fainted and didn't move for a long time.

But Lanling Xiaoxiao had the method.

His Kirin soul flame can turn into a raging flame or a illusion of cold rain and black ice. Since Chen Fuyun was too roasted by the fire, let's have some cool stimulation.

Hurry!

Flashes of cold wind that emerged when thousands of years of black ice melted by the melting of thousands of years of black ice brushed through Chen Fuyun's whole body. He was so hot that he fainted by the flames that he was immediately bathed in spring breeze. Then, when the cold gradually became stronger, his whole body shrank and his eyes were slowly opened.

Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng's old face, which was as bright as a chrysanthemum, gradually became clear in his sight. Chen Fuyun sniffed and asked weakly: "Teacher, has the refining of the Dragon Power Pill failed?"

Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng shook his head, took out a top-grade pill and let Chen Fuyun take it. Xiaoxiao said, "You guy has good luck. The Dragon Power Pill has been successfully refined. Next, it is the critical time for the second turn of the alchemist profession. Close your eyes and the teacher will lead the inheritance of the second turn of the alchemist into your body. You can accept as much as you can. Don't force it, otherwise the consequences will be very serious."

Lanling smiled gently, but at the last sentence, his voice was serious and he didn't seem to be joking.

Chen Fuyun, who had taken the pill, was relieved all over. After a while, he cheered up and sat cross-legged under Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng's guidance, closed his eyes, and waited intently.

After a while, a powerful force rushed straight into his mind from his face!

Chen Fuyun is like falling into the vast ocean!

Countless tadpole-shaped fonts penetrated into his mind, then turned into words and sentences, forming space, and finally appeared one by one outside the permanent memory space deep in Chen Fuyun's mind, just like a beautiful woman kneeling outside the palace gate, accepting the emperor's condescending choice.

Chen Fuyun was dazzled, but he had no choice.

The things here are too broad and too chaotic, as vast as the sea, and there are many pages that have disappeared from Chen Fuyun’s mind when he didn’t have time to take a look.

This feeling of being out of reach and wanting to catch but having no idea what to do makes Chen Fuyun helpless and helpless.

According to the second transfer of alchemist profession revealed to him by the old man earlier, the main thing is to move towards soul cultivation. The soul is the most illusory thing in the world. If there is no guidance of soul cultivation, there is no way to start.

Therefore, if you want to complete the second turn of your career and enter the palace of soul cultivation, Chen Fuyun could only choose a soul cultivation code that suits you from the vast sea of ​​books.

Finally, he took a deep breath and let his thoughts float around. Finally, under some wonderful guidance, he chose a piece with very few words but extremely mysterious fonts, dragging it into the permanent memory!

Buzz!

As soon as the very short thing entered his permanent memory space, a golden luster that seemed to be strangely swelled up from Chen Fuyun's permanent memory space.

Golden blossoms!

In the dark, Chen Fuyun slowly saw clearly the two of the wonderful fonts that seemed to be in ancient seal script from the golden light.

Soul Art!

...

early morning.

A light golden sunlight fell into Chen Fuyun's eyes through the window. The guy who was sleeping quietly came downstairs, "Brother Xingchen, get up quickly, there is Grandpa Mao's class today, if you don't get up, you will be late!" I immediately jumped up, rubbed the sleepy ape's thick eyes, washed up in a hurry, put on my clothes and went downstairs, which was like the wind.

However, even though he acted like the wind and ran like lightning, he still could not escape the fate of being late. Although he was only three minutes late, in the eyes of Professor Mao Haijian, who had always been so strict that he could be called harsh, Chen Fuyun's repeated late behaviors must not be spoiled!

Bang!

Professor Mao had a stern face and put the textbook heavily on the lectern. His face was as cold as if he had swallowed a piece of ice directly, as if he could fall frost anytime and anywhere.

Chen Fuyun lowered his head, a little heart that had experienced many vicissitudes gradually fell with Grandpa Mao's trembling face, falling into the dust.

"Student Chen Fuyun, come to the front of the podium!" The classroom was so quiet that it was heard. Professor Mao's voice was dull and thick, like thunder.

Zhang Xiaoyu turned her head and stretched out her small tongue, her cute big eyes were full of sympathy.

Chen Fuyun smiled helplessly and stepped forward. Then when passing Tang Xiaowu's seat, the girl sitting quietly reached out and pinched his palm. The warm fingertips warmed people through the palm, and her smile was gentle. Chen Fuyun's eyes lit up, raised her head, cheered up her spirits, and strided forward with a fierce and fearless attitude, standing in front of Professor Mao.

"Give me a reason to be late." Professor Mao said coldly with a stern face.

"I was having fun all night yesterday, and I got up late today." When Chen Fuyun said this reason calmly, all the students in the classroom took a breath.

Zhang Xiaoyu's little mouth opened slightly into an O-shaped shape. Tang Xiaowu smiled faintly, as if she had expected the answer from the guy on the stage. Looking at the mind that flashed from his bones when he explained to the teacher, it seemed to be that night with a little starlight. This man who had not even learned to deceive was a little embarrassed and annoying to what he did.
Chapter completed!