Under One Person: I, Jiaqian Jushi, work from nine to five

According to his more detailed observation just now, the flowers in the cultivation furnace room are all automatic, only reacting to the Qi that is close to the furnace.

This automatic version of Ru Hua is quite easy to deal with, since it takes a certain amount of time to start and react. However, there is a black puppet that is different; it is faster and reacts more quickly.

"Brother Liu, here's the situation. My idea is... you take care of taking care of these bastards, and I'll handle the stove."

Zhang Chulan looked at Zhou Fengliu and said this.

"Okay, let's get started."

Once again, Zhou Fengliu was about to destroy Ma Xianhong's furnace. Thinking about this, he felt a little sorry for Old Ma. He had only been there a few days, and the furnace had been destroyed twice in his hands.

If Ma Xianhong had known that this furnace would be ruined twice under his care, he probably wouldn't have allowed him to visit Biyou Village in the first place...

Ma Xianhong: Get out! Get out of my village!

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The operation began, and Zhou Fengliu barged into the cultivation furnace room without any hesitation, while Zhang Chulan followed behind him with a hammer.

As soon as they entered, the flower-shaped dolls began to stir and launched attacks on Zhou Fengliu.

"Old Ma's aesthetic sense really needs improvement!"

Looking at the makeup of these paintings of Ru Hua, which has a very Chinese horror feel, Zhou Fengliu wanted to criticize Ma Xianhong's aesthetic sense.

Faced with these women attacking him, he didn't hesitate to transform into a bulldozer. As he manipulated the surrounding airflow, an invisible hand crushed these women into pieces.

"Brother Liu, you're awesome."

Seeing the scene before him, Zhang Chulan, who was standing behind Zhou Fengliu, immediately felt that it was absolutely the right thing to do to have Zhou Fengliu come to his aid.

If he were to clean up these messes himself, it would probably take him three to five minutes.

"Brother Liu... watch out for that dark-skinned doll."

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"What about the black puppet?"

Just as Zhang Chulan was about to remind Zhou Fengliu to be careful of the black puppet, he discovered that the black puppet had disappeared from their sight at some point.

“Mind your own business and go knock on the stove…” Zhou Fengliu said.

"it is good..."

Compared to the room full of beautiful dolls, the black doll was clearly Ma Xianhong's proudest creation, the reason why Ma Xianhong could confidently leave Zhang Chulan outside the cultivation furnace room. Zhou Fengliu was well aware of this.

What are the methods for transplanting black puppets?

Zhou Fengliu had somewhat forgotten the methods used by the black puppet in the original story, so he thought about it for a moment.

It seems to include the Ghostly Shadow Walker of Honest Man Ding Zihuan, the Ghost Needle of Grandpa Bi, and... Chen Duo's Primal Gu Poison?

Of the three methods transplanted onto the black puppet in front of us, the third one is obviously the most terrifying. If an ordinary person is even slightly affected by Chen Duo's original Gu poison, there is no cure.

However, Zhou Fengliu was no ordinary person either.

He dared to get close to Chen Duo herself, let alone transplant some of Chen Duo's Gu poison into the little black puppet. Under the reversed Heavenly Gang method, all Gu poison became nourishment for his body refining.

Moreover... after so many days of Chen Duo's unremitting efforts, his body's resistance to poison has improved considerably. Even without using the Reversal of Heavenly Power, his body is strong enough to withstand Chen Duo's Gu poison.

...

That black puppet was also a high-level product, and it did not rush to attack.

After waiting for a while, a long, thin needle appeared on its robotic arm.

Its ethereal form appeared behind Zhou Fengliu, ready to launch a sneak attack.

"Brother Liu, watch out!"

Just as Zhang Chulan raised his hammer, he saw the black puppet launch a sneak attack. He instinctively gave a warning, but it was too late. He could only watch helplessly as the black puppet, lacking any martial ethics, launched a sneak attack.

"Why are you shouting so loudly?"

Zhou Fengliu didn't take the black puppet's sneak attack seriously.

Even Ding Zihuan himself failed to ambush him using Ghost Shadow Step, let alone the black puppet in front of him. He simply waved his hand, and the black puppet's Ghost Needle was blocked outside a wall of energy.

Seeing this, the black puppet didn't know which program went wrong, but it actually thought that the opportunity to use the Gu poison had arrived.

It opened its mouth, revealing a black tube, and then suddenly sprayed forward.

In an instant, a stream of black energy shot towards Zhou Fengliu's front and gradually spread to half of the cultivation furnace room.

...

"This is..."

Upon seeing the black energy, Zhang Chulan immediately sensed something was wrong. He felt that the black energy was very dangerous, so he quickly retreated several steps to avoid the area where the black energy was spreading and retreated to the open space outside the cultivation furnace room.

Despite his quick reflexes, he was still affected. With each breath, subtle black energy flowed down his nasal cavity and invaded his lower dantian.

"Brother Liu..."

Seeing that Zhou Fengliu's figure was shrouded in the black energy spewed out by the black puppet, Zhang Chulan found it difficult to pull Zhou Fengliu out.

"Zhang Chulan, why aren't you smashing the furnace properly? What are you doing staring at me like this?"

Chapter 179 Zhang Chulan's account has been stolen! (Second update)

Zhou Fengliu's voice came from inside the cultivation furnace room, which finally made Zhang Chulan breathe a sigh of relief.

Brother Liu is still Brother Liu... He's a legend everywhere.

Inside the cultivation furnace room, Zhou Fengliu held the mechanical head of the black puppet in his left hand and casually tossed it to the ground.

He clapped his hands, showing his disgust towards the black puppet whose head he had ripped off.

What use is this thing other than spraying him with ash?

Zhou Fengliu, who was already almost immune to Gu poison, naturally looked down on the Black Puppet's methods.

In less than two minutes, he had cleaned up all the beautiful dolls in the cultivation furnace room.

"Zhang Chulan...where is he? You promised to smash the furnace!"

Zhou Fengliu glanced around the cultivation furnace room but didn't see Zhang Chulan. When he stepped out of the furnace room, he raised an eyebrow slightly.

As far as the eye could see, Zhang Chulan was curled up on the ground, his expression one of great pain.

"Brother Liu... the dark energy is poisonous..."

Zhang Chulan's vision was blurred when he saw Zhou Fengliu approaching him, and he spoke a reminder a second before losing consciousness.

Seeing Zhang Chulan close his eyes, Zhou Fengliu belatedly rubbed his forehead.

He just forgot something.

His body could resist Chen Duo's poison, but Zhang Chulan couldn't...

The crucial point was that he hadn't expected the black puppet to suddenly spew poison...

But it's not a big problem.

According to the original novel, Zhang Chulan has a nascent soul inside him... He won't die, at most he'll just be unconscious for a while.

Zhou Fengliu shifted his gaze from Zhang Chulan to the body-cultivating furnace in the room not far away.

"Old Ma, don't blame me for smashing your furnace... it was all arranged by the higher-ups."

He originally wanted Zhang Chulan to be the villain, but unfortunately, the unlucky Zhang Chulan was forced into the trap, so he had no choice but to play the villain himself.

He sighed and then went back into the meditation room.

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As Zhou Fengliu used his internal Qi manipulation technique, his left hand was enveloped by a Qi that was almost solidified in a short time.

Facing the incense burner that resembled the Taj Mahal in Hong Kong, he gently placed his left hand on the burner.

hum-

As the Qi within the Zhou Feng fluid diffused to a single point on the body-cultivating furnace, the entire furnace body began to shake violently.

Within two seconds, irregular cracks appeared on the furnace body, and these cracks emitted flowing light, like the veins of the cultivation furnace.

boom--

With a loud bang, under Zhou Fengliu's precise infusion, the body-cultivating furnace that craftsman Ma Xianhong had painstakingly handcrafted finally shattered under the strain.

The immense impact transformed the fragments of the cultivation furnace of varying sizes into deadly projectiles that scattered in all directions.

Done...

After Zhou Fengliu blew up the cultivation furnace, he felt a little guilty towards Ma Xianhong, but not much.

Old Ma is in a terrible situation...

But Zhou Fengliu's life was also quite miserable.

I came here to rest, but my boss called and now I have to work overtime...

As for Old Ma's hard work, he didn't want to trample on it... There was nothing he could do; it was all work, and since people paid him, Old Ma had to suffer.

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After destroying the cultivation furnace, Zhou Fengliu prepared to leave, but as soon as he turned around, he saw a scene that surprised him.

Zhang Chulan, who had been unconscious, slowly stood up, his eyes glowing with blue and white light, muttering to himself, seemingly saying something unintelligible.

He looked left and right, sometimes his whole body radiating golden light, sometimes using the Yang Five Thunders and transforming into the Thunder and Lightning King, seemingly... adapting to this body.

"..."

Zhou Fengliu, who witnessed this scene, knew very well that Zhang Chulan's account had been taken over.

Don't even mention it... this Nascent Soul cultivator's Golden Light Spell and Thunder Techniques are even more refined than Zhang Chulan's when he was conscious...

Just as Zhou Fengliu stepped out of the cultivation furnace room, Zhang Chulan, who was in his Nascent Soul stage, noticed him.

Zhang Chulan chuckled, as if he had discovered something interesting, and charged towards him with an arrogant, domineering gait.

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