According to the information card, Huang Yuwei, that is, Fang Tong's mother, got the prototype of this puppy called "Gene No. 9" by chance decades ago, a silver egg as big as a fist.

After Huang Yuwei's series of experiments, Huang Yuwei came to a shocking conclusion. That is, this metal egg actually has a life-like wisdom fluctuation, and what's even more strange is that it can actually evolve through swallowing metal and hotline energy.

And you can also recognize the master through blood dropping, but the requirement of recognize the master through blood dropping is very high, and it is impossible to achieve without the strength of a saint.

Later, due to some other changes, Huang Yuwei had to give up the egg that she was studying. She also implanted a chip into the silver egg through some means, and part of the setting was the program that Fang Tong recognized the owner before.

If the recognition of the master fails, the silver puppy's eyes will appear red, and if successful, it will be green.

As for what other programs of the chip are, I'm afraid no one except Fang Tong's mother Huang Yuwei, will know.

"How could it be possible to fail?" Fang Tong was puzzled. According to what his mother said, he should not fail, but what...

"Didn't it..." Fang Tong's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something.

It is right that you are the same as the same as the other side, but not the same side. Even if you are the same as the same as the other side, there are differences in the soul.

The one who recognizes the master by dropping blood depends on the soul imprint contained in the blood. If the soul has changed, even if it is the blood, the soul imprint is different, and the blood will naturally not be able to succeed.

"It seems that we are destined to be together."

Looking at the silver puppy that was still struggling in his hand, Fang Tong Bujian shook his head with some regret.

But when Fang Tong's hand gradually exerted force, Fang Tong's expression began to change. At first, he was a little surprised, but then he became serious, and finally he became shocked.

Because Fang Tong had already used all his strength, but he did not squeeze the silver puppy at all.

An ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivator may not have much strength, but Fang Tong is not an ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivator. He is a real practitioner of physical and qi.

Moreover, Fang Tong's achievements in practicing "Devouring Demon Body Art" are higher than those in "Yi Jian Technique". The power possessed by the right arm that has been sacrificed by the Sun Shen Liquid. As long as he has a point of strength, it is no problem to move mountains and seas.

But now, I can't even squeeze the silver puppy in my hand, so how can I not surprise Fang Tong?

"According to what my mother said, this silver puppy was originally an egg and also had the function of evolution. If you treat it as a spirit beast or a magic weapon, I wonder if you can make it recognize your master?"

Through the previous situation, Fang Tong naturally knew the extraordinaryness of the puppy in his hand. If he threw it away, Fang Tong naturally felt reluctant to let it go. Moreover, his mother repeatedly emphasized that it may lead to serious consequences and even endanger human safety. She wanted to sacrifice and recognize the Lord through other methods.

So hard and can be transformed. Even if there is no other divine function at that time, it is worth it to be used as a shield. What's more, it can absorb energy and grow and evolve!

Fang Tong immediately sat cross-legged and began to test the method of recognizing the master.

"no!"

"It's still not possible!"

"What's going on?"

...

After dozens of tests, the results obtained were still failed. Fang Tong couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

"Is there really nothing I can do?" Fang Tong couldn't help but frown at the silver puppy who was bound in the miniature formation on the ground and was still struggling.

Seeing the silver puppy's continuous red light, Fang Tong's expression moved. A set of treasure-refining magic tricks flashed in his heart. But his expression was a little hesitant, as if he was worried about something.

There is a method of blood refining in the world of cultivation. This method of blood refining is led by the heart and blood refining formation. It is directly penetrated into the soul beads of the sacrificed objects or the core formation of the magic weapon with a powerful blood mark. This makes it recognize its master.

This is a certain danger of this formation. If your soul is not strong enough, it is very likely to be backfired. The result will be that the soul will be damaged and the vitality will be severely damaged. In severe cases, the soul will be scattered, and the soul will be controlled by the sacrificed objects.

Moreover, the blood refining thing a monk can choose in his life is extremely limited. After all, blood refining is like placing impurities into his soul. The soul is the foundation of a monk. The purer the soul, the more beneficial it is to the monk. Otherwise, it may hinder his practice.

This is also why Fang Tong was concerned about it. It is difficult to sacrifice and refine things for blood, and it is even more difficult to relieve them. Basically, it is a matter of life once you make a choice. Even Fang Tong had to think about it carefully.

"A gamble!" After some thought, Fang Tong decided to use the blood refining method.

First of all, things that can make so many sacrifices and refining methods return without success must be no ordinary things. Secondly, being able to block the huge force of his right arm that has been sacrificed by the Shenshen Liquid without any damage is enough to prove his extraordinaryness. Moreover, as Chang Fang Tong's mother said, this silver puppy was originally a silver egg and had the ability to grow.

This made Fang Tong unable to help but have an assumption that this silver puppy is still in its juvenile stage and has a lot of room for growth. Now it is so hard and has great strength, so when it grows up, it is very likely to become stronger.

It was precisely because of this that Fang Tong was willing to take the risk to adapt to the blood refining method. Cultivation is to go against the sky and take natural risks. So if you want to seize some opportunities in the process of cultivation, you must take certain risks. If even the courage disappears, then how can you face the natural dangers that go against the sky?

Fang Tong's spiritual sense moved, and his right hand pointed a sword at several points on his body. At the same time, his face turned red and he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of golden blood. After spitting out this mouthful of essence and blood, Fang Tong's originally blushed face suddenly turned pale as paper, as haggard as a patient lying in bed for three months.

Essence and blood are the essence of blood. Fang Tong's entire essence and blood are only the size of a fist. Now that he spit out a mouthful of it, he has already injured his vitality. At least it takes several months of sacrifice to practice and return to cultivation.

Fang Tong did not take into account his physical discomfort, and his hands were sword-fingered and gently placed a little on the ball of longan-eye-sized essence and blood in front of him. Then he sketched it in the void, and the speed was extremely fast, and he could only see the shadows of his hands.

As Fang Tong's fingers slide, a seemingly complex and mysterious center formation began to emerge. After a cup of tea, Fang Tong let out a low roar, and the only little mung bean-sized essence and blood left on the sword finger fused toward the center of the formation.

The entire formation suddenly shone golden light, like a petite sun, making people dare not look directly at it. Seizing the opportunity, Fang Tong put the silver puppy into it with his left hand.

But Fang Tong did not relax, and his hands were still pressed against the golden formation. He kept instilling vitality into it to maintain the continuous operation of the formation.

After about an hour, the golden light of the formation began to flash, as if it was no longer so stable and could be extinguished at any time. Fang Tong hurriedly increased the infusion of his vitality again, and then gradually stabilized.

Fang Tong let out a sigh of relief and was still concentrating on transporting his vitality, which lasted for more than an hour.

Suddenly, the golden light emitted by the formation surged. As the house was about to break out, it suddenly retracted and turned into a little. It completely disappeared into the room.

But at the original formation, I saw a puppy with green eyes and a red diamond-shaped gem inlaid with his forehead. I was so obedient.

Fang Tong also looked at the silver puppy in front of him with surprise. After successfully recognizing the master, Fang Tong, the master, naturally knew it immediately. After all, the two have become masters and servants by establishing a blood refining contract. As long as Fang Tong's spiritual sense moves, he can control the silver puppy and understand his ideas.

It was because he recognized the master that Fang Tong also vaguely learned some information about the puppy in front of him. He didn't know his name or origin. He could grow by eating metal and energy, and he could withstand and absorb a certain amount of energy. He could change his shape at will according to his own preferences.

"You are so hard, then you can call Shi Tou in the future!" Fang Tong touched the silver puppy's small head, which was not much bigger than his thumb, and said with a smile.

Shi Tou obediently rubbed Fang Tong's arm with his head to show goodwill. Perhaps because Shi Tou was too young, its IQ was similar to an ordinary puppy, and he only knew that it would convey some simple information due to too much mental fluctuation.

"Do you want to eat?" Fang Tong took out a piece of fine iron while turning his hands and teased at the stone.

Seeing the fine iron on Fang Tong's hand, the stone's green eyes lit up, rubbing against Fang Tong's arm even harder, and the mental fluctuations suddenly became violent.

"I will turn into a chick to show you, and I will give you food." Fang Tong said with a giggle.

After receiving Fang Tong's mental fluctuations, Shi Tou's body began to soften and deform. After a few breaths, a strange-shaped thing with the same size as a palm was appeared in front of Fang Tong with a diamond-shaped red gem in his forehead.

"Uh..." Seeing this, Fang Tong couldn't help frowning when he looked at the stone in front of him that he didn't know what it turned into. However, he also put the piece of essence iron in front of the stone.

"Stone, turn into a puppy." After a little thought, Fang Tong ordered again.

This time, there was no accident and I turned back to the previous puppy.

"Is it because it doesn't know what the chick is, so it can't change it?" Fang Tong couldn't help but think.

"Stone, this is the chicken. Come on, change it and take a look."

Fang Tong took out a handheld computer, which showed the appearance of a chick.

Shi Tou held the semen iron and ate it, he looked up at the handheld computer in Fang Tong's hand. Then his body began to soften. After counting breaths, the chick that Fang Tong showed Shi Tou was shown, but it was just silver. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!