Lucky little miracle doctor

"If I had known that the copper coffin could receive the precepts, there would be no need for such trouble. Didn't the practitioners in the past not have the precepts?"

Zhang Chi wanted to ask for proof on some issues.

But Tiemu was already mad. He let out a strange scream and drew the black mist into the sky. His whole body turned into a black light and he fought at close range.

"Oh, if you can't beat me, will you explode?"

The opponent's current combat power has reached the middle stage of refining qi and becoming a god, and is already on par with Zhang Chi!

It's really terrifying that a ray of remnant soul can seize the body and parasitize a mortal, and it can explode with such great power.

No wonder Qin Yan said that those buried in Sancai's coffin were all legendary beings. Fortunately, it was so long ago that this guy lost his body again and had no backup.

"Nanming Lihuo, go!"

Zhang Chi waved his five fingers, and the thin flame threads wrapped around him. The latter saw this and roared in shock: "How could you leave the fire!"

There are close levels of fire, such as ordinary fire, karmic fire, liberated fire, real fire, etc.

Li Huo belongs to the third level. He is only in the middle stage of refining Qi and becoming a god. He should not be able to master such a domineering flame.

Zhang Chi curled his lips and said: "I have a backing, unlike you, who will be suppressed even if you die."

"asshole!"

Tiemu was extremely angry but had to retreat.

Li Huo's level is high enough to suppress his soul. Now his strength comes from the weak remnant soul. Every battle is an irrecoverable loss. If he is burned by Li Huo a few more times, he will not be able to seize his body.

"You killed someone and you still want to run away?"

Zhang Chi waved his hand and his path was drawn into a semicircle by Li Huo, leaving him with no way to retreat.

"Young man, I just want to get back the spirit stone to nourish my soul. If you were suppressed for thousands of years, you would do the same thing."

Seeing that he couldn't beat him, Tiemu became a little scared.

A cluster of Lihuo jumped and danced on Zhang Zhang's fingertips, showing murderous intent.

Temuxin said in shock: "Don't act recklessly! I am just a remnant soul, and I was forced by the situation!"

"Tell me your origins."

If it weren't for curiosity, Zhang Chi would have already taken action. Tiemu hesitated for a moment, but did not negotiate terms and told a very ordinary story.

He claimed to be an ancient Qi practitioner named Jing Feng, but was brutally suppressed.

As for why the opponent did not include him in the Najie in the first place, it was because the soul was still there and living creatures could not be included in the Najie.

Zhang Chi didn't say a word. He didn't believe a word the other party said. Black energy was not the soul of ordinary Qi practitioners at all.

However, Ji Wuming has good strength. If he is willing to sign a contract, the two parties can live in peace.

"You are a junior and you still want to control me? What a dream!"

Jing Feng seems to have a lot of backbone.

Zhang Chi was thoughtful, raised his palm, Li Huoliang, slapped him on the head!

A severe beating is like beating a dog!

You must pay a price for killing Fang Laizi.

Ten minutes later, Jing Feng's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, shouting until his voice became hoarse.

He wanted to live and lingered for thousands of years without dying, unwilling to let it end here.

"If you dare to kill people randomly again, I won't be able to spare you."

Zhang Chi reluctantly stopped.

There is a kind of contract method of the Great Dao recorded in the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills. As a flash of light flashed between his eyebrows, Jing Feng complained with a sullen face: "When you sign a contract, do you have to swear to the Great Dao?"

"do you have any opinion."

"I can surrender, but you have to promise not to harm me."

"I'm not as boring as you. From now on, just follow me as Tiemu."

Zhang Chi stated some of his requests, and then released the bronze coffin.

A skinny corpse soaked in black mucus was indescribably disgusting.

Jing Feng took off a pitch-black ring from the skeleton's hand.

These include two volumes of classics, three thousand-year-old medicinal herbs, two weapons and several medicine bottles.

There is not a single spiritual stone.

The physical body was destroyed, and the treasures related to maintaining the soul and spiritual power were used.

"Prodigal stuff."

Zhang Chi felt distressed. There were three thousand-year-old medicinal herbs here. This shows how many good things he had wasted before!

Jing Feng said angrily: "The rest are some amplifying elixirs. They have a weak period, but they are enough for you to fight across levels. The two weapons, the sword and the moon wheel are all innate middle-grade spiritual treasures. The spiritual energy in the world is thin." , their power will also be greatly reduced."

As for the two classics, they are about formations and rules, which are still too far away for Zhang Chi.

"Do you know the Ge family?"

Zhang Chi put away all the treasures and told the general situation of the Ge family.

Jing Feng shook his head. He had been suppressed in the coffin and could not get out at all. Perhaps the location of the bronze coffin was recorded in the inheritance obtained by Ge Qingxuan, which meant that Ge Qingxuan obtained the inheritance of his mortal enemy.

Zhang Chi was thoughtful and did not ask any further questions.

When the two returned to the village, many people surrounded the collapsed house. Fang Qingling knelt on the ground and cried hard.

Cripple Fang's death was so tragic that everyone thought of bad things.

"Damn it, I don't want to stay in this damn place for a moment longer!"

Wang Qi's face was extremely ugly. He would not hesitate to go there in person to support his business, but he would never agree to risk his life.

He dragged Liang Jingjing away and called the Ge family when he returned to the village chief's house.

"What a useless thing. It can't handle even a small thing! Since it's no longer safe, just go back and continue to deal with Zhang Chi."

The attitude of the Ge family was very bad, and Wang Qi couldn't help but cursed her.

That night, the villagers helped Fang Laizi collect the body. Zhang Chi took Fang Qingling back to his residence and secretly gave her an injection to help her sleep more peacefully.

Jing Feng knew that he had done something wrong and sneaked back to the workers' compound.

Silent all night.

Early the next morning, there was an uproar in the village because the copper coffin was missing!

Before everyone could figure out the situation, another scream came from the village chief's house.

Wang Qi died in exactly the same way as Fang Laizi. The upper half of his head was crushed alive.

When Liang Jingjing woke up, she saw a corpse with half a head lying next to her.

Fang Laizi's death is nothing, but Wang Qi's death is a very serious problem.

The old slave tremblingly informed the Wang family that everyone in the village was in danger.

Especially Jiang Guangkun, who looked like he had eaten a child to death.

Zhang Chi was lost in thought. He stayed in Fang Qingling's room last night, studying amplifying elixirs, and did not use his spiritual sense to pay attention to the situation outside. Could it be Jing Feng's doing again?

Jing Feng was furious: "That kid kicked the copper coffin. Of course he deserves to be killed, but we signed a contract. If I want to kill him, I will tell you in advance."

So it wasn't him.

In fact, Zhang Chi didn't care at all how Wang Qi died, but hired workers to bury Fang Cripple.

Fang Qingling woke up at noon, knelt in front of the grave and cried for a while.

At this point, the village no longer cared about her.

"I want to go back to the provincial capital with Brother Zhang."

Fang Qingling wiped away her tears and whispered her request.

Zhang Chi agreed, because she still had some secrets that she had not revealed. Maybe she would speak up when she got to the provincial capital.

Before leaving, rent a car from the engineering team and hire "Ironwood" as the driver.

"You can't go!"

The old slave stopped him with a stern face, while Liang Jingjing beside him shouted: "That's right, who knows if you are the murderer or not!"