Chapter 0939: Research on the Ghost Clan

An hour later, Yu Zhong walked out of Su Yang's room.

"Take all the best spiritual medicines in the Martial Palace."

Yu Zhong ordered to his subordinates outside the yard.

"Yes, the Lord of the Palace."

The subordinate responded respectfully and left quickly.

In the room, Su Yang stared at the roof, his eyes flashing with a deep solemn look.

Only after Yu Zhong's mouth did he learn that the current situation in the place where he was left was in a critical moment.

Although there are more than a hundred original powerhouses, there are at least dozens of ghost guards currently hiding in the remains.

Unless the human origin is at the peak of the origin, if you want to kill a ghost guard, you will need at least two people to join forces.

In addition to the Ghost Guard, there are also Dark Warcraft.

All these make the situation in the deserted place serious.

Now there are even ghost generals, and no one can guarantee whether ghost generals or even ghost kings will appear later.

What Yu Zhong told Su Yang was to use all the resources of the Martial Palace to allow him to grow up in the shortest time and become a powerful warrior who can at least fight against ghost generals.

Thinking of this, Su Yang couldn't help but smile bitterly.

It is because of the Qinglian Song and the Qinglian who can fight against the ghosts.

However, once he uses such terrifying magical powers, he will be extremely weak for a long time. If he wants to recover, he needs inestimable resources. Even with the foundation of the Martial Palace, he may not be able to supply him for a long time.

"Oh, it's strength."

After a long time, Su Yang sighed.

At present, although there are many problems, all he can do is to become as strong as possible.

"I hope that the ghost clan will no longer take any action on the lost land in a short period of time. Or, if the opportunity is right, I have to try to enter the ghost clan area." Su Yang murmured with his palm.

Entering the ghost tribe area was the idea that arises after he purified the ghost.

The ghost tribe area, the source of dark power, where his cultivation will be unique.

Moreover, the most important thing is that he can enter the heartland of the Ghost Clan, obtain the resource information of the Ghost Clan, and give it a strong blow.

However, if this idea is put into practice, there are two huge problems.

First, there is a huge danger. If you enter the heartland of the ghost clan alone, you will encounter a life-and-death crisis at any time.

Ghost Generals, Ghost Kings, and even Ghost Emperors are all unimaginable terrifying existences.

The second biggest problem is identity.

The human race and the ghost race are far from each other.

Although he could change his power and transform it into dark power, he could not become like a ghost clan on his appearance.

Rubbing his head in distress, Su Yang narrowed his eyes and stopped thinking about these things for the time being.

About half an hour later, a martial artist in the martial arts palace walked in, put down a Sumeru ring and left.

Su Yang opened the Sumeru ring, looked at the dense spiritual medicine inside, took a deep breath, and his eyes were filled with shock.

A lot of magic pills and spiritual medicines are all top-level, and some are difficult for even the strongest people in the origin to obtain.

The entire Sumeru ring is dozens of square meters, and it is filled with spiritual medicine.

It can be imagined that if this spiritual medicine in Sumeru mustard seed is taken outside, it can at least cause dozens or even more powerful people from the origin to go crazy.

"For countless years, the foundation of the Martial Palace is indeed profound."

Su Yang sighed, then stood up and sat down cross-legged, took out a series of magic pills and spiritual medicines and took them.

boom!

The powerful medicinal power poured into the limbs and bones, replenishing Su Yang's almost dry body.

As time passed day by day, Su Yang was recovering from his room without leaving home.

Countless people outside seem to have forgotten Su Yang's existence, and even the guards outside the courtyard have quietly left.

In the middle, the male west wind also came once and sent a lot of spiritual medicines to restore their will.

Su Yang accepted it without hesitation.

Then, Gong Xifeng would come almost every three or five days, but Su Yang was recovering from his cultivation, and the latter could only leave helplessly.

Half a month, one month, two months...

It took only three months before Su Yang almost completely recovered.

And during these three months, the spiritual medicine he took was probably at least comparable to the supply of all the disciples of the Seven-Life Demon Sect outside for several years.

As for his consumption, the Martial Palace will take as much as it has.

When Su Yang completely recovered, he felt that his control over the power of Qinglian had deepened a lot.

The mysterious waves flow throughout the body, and the flow is full of joy.

Su Yang seemed to be able to feel the faint breath of the green lotus in the world, as if the green lotus was everywhere in the world.

Wow!

Just as he was immersed in this mysterious feeling, the light in his dantian flashed, and the eight layers of green lotus suddenly decreased by one layer.

A clone of the green lotus appeared in the room.

"The second clone."

Su Yang opened his eyes and was surprised.

Both clones have the same strength as his.

Now, even if he doesn't use Qinglian Song and communicate with Tiandi Qinglian, all his strength is enough to be comparable to that of ordinary original powerhouses.

"The strength has become stronger again, comparable to the origin, but it is far from enough."

"Boy Su, have you woken up?"

At this time, a shout suddenly came from outside, accompanied by the sound of footsteps that were approaching quickly.

Su Yang waved his hand to put away the Qinglian clone, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.

The west wind is coming.

"Senior Feng."

Gong Xifeng appeared in front of the door, and Su Yang hurriedly stood up and said respectfully.

Facing these seniors of the human race, his heart was filled with deep admiration and respect.

"Boy Su, you have finally woken up, come with me."

Seeing Su Yang wake up, Gong Xifeng looked overjoyed. Without saying a word, he pulled Su Yang away.

"Senior Feng, what are you doing?" Su Yang was extremely confused.

Everything was full of doubts since the appearance of the west wind.

"You will know when you come with me. The experiment has reached a critical point, and it is only one last step away. I didn't expect that I could meet you and leave." Gong Xifeng said vaguely, pulling Su Yang away from the yard quickly.

Su Yang had no choice but to let him hold him.

About a quarter of an hour later, Su Yang followed Gong Xifeng to a huge secret room built underground behind the Martial Palace.

"This is the body of the ghost clan?"

Looking at the ghost clan corpses placed in the secret room, Su Yang took a breath and was stunned.

"Senior Feng, what are you doing?"

Su Yang stared blankly at all this in the secret room.

There were dozens of corpses of the ghost clan, each of which was completely dissected, and there were many colorful bottles and jars next to them.

Is this the study of the male west wind?

What is he studying?

Su Yang's head was full of doubts.

"Hehe, boy Su, this is my experiment. Many years ago, I started experimenting with the corpses of the ghost clan. The purpose of the experiment is how to turn our human clan into the ghost clan." Gong Xifeng glanced at everything in the secret room and said proudly.

Gudong!

Su Yang swallowed hard, and Gong Xifeng's words were like a heavy hammer hitting him hard.

Make the race turn into a ghost race?

Taking a deep breath, Su Yang stared at Gong Xifeng in a trembling voice: "Senior Feng, have you successfully studied it?"
Chapter completed!