The foreign object is sentient and nameless. It seems to be aware that Qiyan's energy is powerful and cannot be disobeyed. It is as docile as a cat or dog. It can be rubbed here and there by him without any resistance. Qi Ran trained it for a while and made it look like a human being, naming it "Wu Teng". The foreign object seemed to understand something and nodded repeatedly.
Children can be taught. Qi Ran casually drew out a wisp of strange energy and wrapped it around his fingers, deliberately teasing foreign objects. The Wuteng roared like it was struck by lightning. It was about to pounce, but it was suppressed by force. It was not driven away by desire. Qi Ran was quite satisfied. He loosened his fingertips and the strange energy floated out. Wuteng jumped for joy. He took a deep breath and the originally blurry face showed his eyes, ears, mouth, nose and throat. He couldn't wait to inhale the strange energy into his body and reveal it. Showing an intoxicated look.
As the strange energy seeped into the body, Wu Teng's torso and limbs gradually condensed, and his hair and skin were no different from those of ordinary people. He was dark and firm, and his eyebrows and eyes were lively. He was like a baby bird that had broken out of its shell. Seeing the vast and novel world for the first time, he was moved to tears. Eyes full, throat choked. He quickly woke up and saw that the Lord who had given him a second life was in front of him. He was so blessed that he bowed his head and kowtowed several times sincerely. He opened his mouth to speak, but his tongue was stiff and he could not utter a single word.
Wu Zhao was gifted with magical powers, and the "yin and yang twins" could see through the traces left by the past. Unfortunately, he died under the butcher's knife of Feng Ping Gu Lang Ji Gou. Qi Ran had high hopes for Wu Teng and ordered him to use all his skills. Don't hide it. Wu Teng cheered up, hummed and juggled a lot, punching and punching the flesh with no rules at all. Unknowingly, his arms were as soft as boneless, and he swung around like tentacles, and finally used a "black" move. "Tiger digs out the heart", he punched out, his arms grew seven or eight feet, his head retracted into the neck cavity, one and the other grew, his right fist expanded into a head, he opened his big mouth and split it to the temples, "Ah woo" he took a bite .
Qi Ran couldn't even laugh or cry. Although the Wu Teng was shaped into a human form and had deep-rooted habits, it didn't change much. It only knew how to devour living creatures. He waved his hand, his mood waning, and the black energy billowing from Wu Teng's body returned to his human form. He stood aside with his hands down, a little embarrassed, knowing that he could not satisfy the Lord. After practicing for a while, the Qi Qi dispersed into the muscles, bones and organs, and was refined to one or two points. Qi Ran ordered Wu Teng to go around and stay away, and come back to see him after the Qi Qi was completely refined.
Devouring the flesh and blood of living beings is the nature of alien objects in the boundary membrane. Wu Teng happily bid farewell to Qiran and plunged into the Nanming Mountains to kill them all, devouring them all regardless of their thickness. The blood nourishes the body, and Wu Teng has been tossing for most of the day, making Nanming pheasants and dogs restless, and startling the white-haired corpse. He looked at it from a distance for a long time, his eyes were serious, and he had the desire to kill. He was born in the Nanming Mountains and hunted for blood everywhere, his teeth and claws stained with blood. After all, he understood that "don't hide the flock, don't take the spoils, fish without drying up the lake, and hunt without burning the forest." When encountering unruly monsters, he must After getting rid of him, he quickly bumped into Wu Teng. Although he didn't know his background, his behavior was annoying, so he immediately and quietly approached him.
Wu Teng noticed something was wrong and turned around. A black shadow passed by in front of his eyes, silently and as fast as wind and thunder. He raised his hand and grabbed it, clasping his five fingers around a tough and rough long tail. His scales stood up like razor blades, and he fiercely Scratching the palm of his hand hard. If it were an ordinary flesh and blood body, it would have been gouged out by the scales to the point of being bruised and bloody, and it would be impossible to handle it. However, Wu Teng seemed oblivious, grabbed the long tail with both hands and yanked hard. The white-haired corpse staggered, took advantage of the situation, and rushed forward, opening his mouth. Spew out a cloud of corpse energy and hit the opponent in the face.
When the corpse poison entered his body, Wu Teng's face was covered with a layer of green energy, which immediately dissipated without a trace. He was not disturbed at all. His arms swelled, and he picked up the opponent, threw him several times, and smashed his hands towards the cliff. The white-haired corpse turned over in the air, and landed firmly on the steep cliff with its four hooves. Its long tail was like a nail inserted into the rock, and it stared at Wu Teng. Suddenly, its body turned into a ball of corpse aura, rolling towards the opponent. This was the harvest of the trip to Ten Thousand Cave Cave, the bargain gained from picking up corpses from the "Ghost King". Unexpectedly, Wuteng laughed ferociously, shook his shoulders and turned into black energy rising into the sky, entangled with each other, and devoured each other.
The black energy of the corpse was splitting and closing, and they struggled for a long time before each of them appeared. Wu Teng was panting, twisted and swaying like a melted candle, and the white-haired corpse fell to his knees, salivating. He stuck out his tongue and couldn't take it back. Both exhausted their strength, both sides were injured, and no one could do anything to the other. The white-haired corpse struggled to get up, its bones and muscles were soft, and it turned away with all its strength. Its four hooves were as soft as stepping on a pile of cotton, and accidentally tripped on a grass stem. He fell down and rolled down the mountain.
The white-haired corpse was dizzy after falling. He lay down in the grass nest and looked up at the flowing clouds in the sky. Fatigue rose from his bones and flooded his body and mind like a tide. His eyelids were astringent and he just wanted to fall asleep for three days. Three nights. However, you must not be careless at this time. If the enemy recovers his energy first and pursues him all the way, wouldn't he be committing his life here? The white-haired corpse bit his tongue hard, using the severe pain to stimulate his spirit, and managed to stand up, staggering forward.
Every step brings out the potential of the whole body, and the hard work pays off. The corpse energy left by the "Ghost King" is refined bit by bit, and the strength pours into the muscles, bones, flesh and blood like a source. The white-haired corpse is full of energy, ready to move, and a feeling suddenly arises in his heart. A bold idea, intending to make a comeback and completely defeat the enemy without leaving any further trouble. Unexpectedly, before taking action, a piercing scream suddenly sounded in the distance, piercing the clouds and cracking the silk. Full of energy, the white-haired corpse secretly rejoiced, with wind on his four hooves, he waded through the mountains and rivers, and rushed back to Qi in no time. Beside Ran, he fell to the ground and breathed a sigh of relief.
Before he could say a few words, Wu Teng followed him with his front and rear legs. Seeing the white-haired corpse's expression, he immediately understood that the flood had washed away the Dragon King Temple and they were killing each other. Qi Ran glanced around and knew that the two had a fierce fight, but it was not a bad thing for them. Wu Teng completely refined the Qi Qi, and the white-haired corpse tortured the muscles and bones, which also gained a lot of benefits. He was thoughtful and encouraged them a few words. He ordered Wu Teng to come forward and gave them a ray of strange energy. He ordered them to find a place to practice and use their own methods to fight a few more times.
Wu Teng understood the master's intentions and gave him strange energy, which meant vigorous cultivation. He laughed heartily, reached out and patted the white-haired corpse, pretending to be affectionate, and pulled him into the deep mountains and old forests. Qi Qi is a good thing. Bai Mao Shihuan was jealous, but he didn't get any benefits. He was a little unhappy in his heart. However, since General Qi had his life, he didn't dare to disobey, so he could only half push him away and follow Wu Teng.
When Wu Teng completely refined the second ray of strange energy, his muscles and bones were solidified, his strength was tyrannical, he could even speak human words, and he could curse with the white-haired corpse, and his spittle flew everywhere.
