Chapter 297: Tactical Master Yang Fushuo Yang Fushuo's words left the newly born Fang Yun confused. “What is the practice of the state of mind?” The Fang family has been living in seclusion in the small world for so many years. Could it be that the Lingmiao Continent has changed its cultivation system? Fang Yun suddenly felt a sense of crisis. "No, we have to use the cultivation method Gu to explore their cultivation methods." A tiny poisonous insect flew out from under his feet, and quietly lay on Yang Fushuo's body to sense him. It only needed to give it some time, and it would be able to steal the skills that Yang Fushuo was practicing. After hearing this, Yang Fushuo shook his head regretfully. "Xiao Fang, you are a typical example of someone who is strong in strength but weak in spirit. You have been weak for a long time, and now that you have finally achieved a little bit of accomplishment, you always talk about it and like to show off." Fang Yun couldn't figure out Yang Fushuo's method for a while. He sounded like a master. Although it is only the fifth level of foundation building. "Um"
Seeing Fang Yun hesitating, Yang Fushuo struck while the iron was hot. "How about this, from today on, you will follow me, and I will tell you how to improve your mindset and become strong from the inside out." "Your words, fellow Daoist, sound reasonable." At this time, the Gongfa Gu came back. 'Why so fast? ' Fang Yun sensed the so-called martial arts, and then his face suddenly changed! What rubbish! "Farewell!" Fang Yun turned around and left, not wanting to say a word to this cultivator who practiced rubbish techniques and whose strength was only at the fifth level of foundation building. Now he had to suppress his temper so that he could refrain from killing this noisy guy. "Hey! Let's talk for a few more words! Your state of mind cannot keep up with your cultivation, and something bad will happen sooner or later!" "Get lost! If you keep talking nonsense, I will refine you in an instant!" Fang Yun left the mob with a gloomy face. He felt ashamed of himself for having just shown a slight hesitation. Yang Fushuo looked at Fang Yun walking away with a look of regret. "Look, it's a pity that I couldn't unite with this monk." At this moment, one of his wandering cultivators suddenly leaned close to Yang Fushuo's ear in a sinister voice. "Brother, since this person doesn't know what's good for him, why don't we just..." He gestured a bit, and the other cultivators also understood. "Yes, since this person doesn't want to join us, then he shouldn't stay in the Fairy Palace and fight with us for treasures." "If we have one less person, we can earn more." Yang Fushuo looked at these casual cultivators in surprise. "Are you crazy? If we can beat him, why would I bother with him so much?"
The fire dragon sneered: "You have some vision. You have the awareness of being a waste." "Don't talk!" The scattered cultivators were not convinced: "How can so many of us not defeat him alone? Brother Luoshahu is also at the peak of foundation building and is extremely powerful. Are we still afraid of him?" Rakshasa Tiger is the strongest fighter and is very ferocious, second only to Wu Yi. These independent cultivators joined the team because they could not defeat the Rakshasa Tiger, which was too powerful. Yang Fushuo sighed. "Brother Tiger, what do you say?" "This guy wasn't kidding when he said he could refine it in an instant." The sharp perception from the demon clan let Luoshahu know that this person was definitely not someone he could afford to offend. Yang Fushuo did have some ideas, but although Fang Yun was not easy to talk to, he was not a bloodthirsty person. He did not take the initiative to attack them, so there was no need for him to use his trump card to make enemies with him. If we fail to subdue it, it will leave a terrible consequence. Compared with the perception ability of the Rakshasa Tiger, Yang Fushuo has the character card given by his ancestor, so he understands better how terrifying the strength of Fang Yun, who came from the ancient immortal clan, is. "Eh? Senior Brother Wu Yi, you're back!" Rakshasa Tiger shouted into the distance. Whoosh! Wu Yi carried a woman and flew over like the wind. He put Shangguan Yixiao down on the ground. "Junior Brother Yang, the piano player has been caught! How do we deal with her?" Yang Fushuo saw Shangguan Yixiao, who was being held in the hands of Senior Brother Wuyi, looking weak, and couldn't believe that it was her song that caused many casual cultivators to kill each other a few days ago, killing 5 people directly. Yang Fushuo looked at Shangguan Yixiao, then shook his head. "Kill him." Rakshasa bared its teeth: "Roar!" "what!" Shangguan Yixiao jumped up in shock, then shouted, "Stop! I'm a member of the Shangguan family! You can't kill me!" "How about the Shangguan family? Can they be eaten or used? Just kill them so that they won't affect us again." "Roar!" "I won't play the [Song of Lost Soul] anymore. I will play the [Song of Iron Horses], the [Song of Calming Heart], and the [Song of the Medicine Fairy] for you! I am very strong. Our Shangguan family are the best war supervisors among the ancient immortals!" "Oh? It sounds like it has some effect. Can you tell me what these songs mean?" "Our Shangguan family is proficient in music. We can use music to mobilize the spiritual power of heaven and earth over a large area. We are also good at causing various soul attacks. The song of Golden Swords and Iron Horses is a song I created myself. It can add a layer of defensive shield comparable to a treasure for friendly cultivators. It can also increase the spiritual power of our cultivators. And as long as my song is not interrupted, it will continue to be maintained, allowing you to improve several small realms!"
"The Meditation Song can block all kinds of spiritual attacks for you, and the Medicine Fairy Song can heal injuries. I know many more songs. Believe me, our Shangguan family is definitely the best partner!" Shangguan Yixiao saw that Yang Fushuo was about to kill him if they disagreed with him, so he quickly stated his own value. She hated Wu Yi so much now. This big fool was not only unaffected by her music, but he also lied to her! How abominable! Otherwise, how could such a group of vulgar people get so close to me! Damn! Yang Fushuo actually knew about her abilities a long time ago. After all, the character card was right above her head. Since entering the Immortal Palace, the ancestor has been keeping an eye on him, and he can get more information from the ancestor. "You said it well, but how can I trust you? What if you sabotage us behind our backs?" "Shangguan family, a promise is worth a thousand gold!" "fart!" Seeing Shangguan Yixiao's face turning blue and red, Luoshahu spoke. "We, the demon race, do have a contract that we can try." "What contract?" "Slave contract." Shangguan Yixiao was immediately furious: "Even if I die, I will never be your slave!!! The Shangguan family has never been humiliated like this!" "Then you die, Brother Tiger, and send her off." "Roar!" Shangguan smiled: "?" No, why don’t you bargain? Just because I say die doesn't mean I really want to die. "But then again, maybe we can reach another agreement?" Shangguan Yixiao said a little awkwardly. Yang Fushuo looked at her with impatience on his face. "I'll give you one last chance. Sign a slave contract with me. One week after we leave Asgard, I will spare your life." ".make a deal." Luoshahu drafted a contract spell and asked Yang Fushuo and Shangguan Yixiao to sign it. A week after Yang Fushuo left the Immortal Palace, the contract was naturally terminated. Shangguan Yixiao was now also pulled into Yang Fushuo's large group. Wu Yi had a strange look on his face. "Junior Brother Yang, why do you have so much trash?" All the scattered cultivators: “Eh!!!”
Wu Yi's eyes narrowed: "Hmm?" All the scattered cultivators: “.” Yang Fushuo pulled Wu Yi and Luoshahu together and used his spiritual consciousness to whisper: "With more people, the power will be greater. I have already tested it. As long as the dead Shadow of All Races is dug out by the Fire Dragon, more gems can be found. So, if so many people kill Shadows together, we can earn quite a lot of gems, and I can also absorb the abilities of the Shadow of All Races." "Now, with Shangguan Yixiao, with her help, a loser can also become a master." "Don't forget, we have been in the Immortal Palace for almost 10 days now, and there are more and more independent cultivators. It is said that cultivators from other major immortal sects will be here soon. If we don't have our own strength, we will easily be bullied by them in groups." "And now, hehe, we are the ones bullying others." Yang Fushuo has a plan specifically targeting the great immortal sects that will arrive later. Wu nodded. "Junior Brother Yang is really smart!" Luoshahu: "I want to try the leopard girl shadow later." Two people: "?" For Brother Luoshahu, coming here was like being at home, and it greatly satisfied his desire to have intimate relationships with people of different races. But he was very happy. Everyone of the Nishui Valley sect assemble! Arrived outside the Dragon God Palace. As a small immortal sect, their leader is only at the Jindan stage. However, this does not hinder their treasure hunt. After all, the Dragon God Palace has appeared in the world, and only those with luck can get it. Everyone wants to try their luck in becoming an immortal. The leader of Nishui Valley brought all his disciples out of the mountain and all came to the outside of the Dragon God Palace. "The Immortal Sect will rise at this moment!" After some encouragement, all the disciples entered! Wow! Wow! Wow! One by one, the disciples landed in different palaces. One of the cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage saw a group of wandering cultivators after landing. He frowned. "A bunch of bumpkins, I wonder what treasure they found." "I'm going to go look for it soon." There is a chain of contempt among cultivators. The ten major immortal sects look down on these small immortal sects, and these small immortal sects look down on those who practice immortal cultivation from families, and those who practice immortal cultivation from families look down on independent cultivators. Obviously, the independent cultivators at the bottom of the contempt chain are considered inferior in the eyes of the cultivators in Nishui Valley. The skills are inferior, the techniques are simple, and the strength is superficial. "But there are quite a lot of them. I have to find my fellow apprentices to gather with them."
He turned and flew. "Let you go?" Whoosh whoosh! A series of spells came crashing down, knocking the monk down directly. His face was filled with anger. "Why are you stopping me? I have nothing to do with you!" Yang Fushuo walked over and asked, "Which sect are you from?" "Nishui Valley!" "Are there many of you here?" "A lot! You'll be scared to death!" "Forget it, just go over there now and leave using the teleportation array. This way we won't make things difficult for you." "Why!" "I don't want to die" The cultivator looked at the more than 20 independent cultivators who had gathered around him, his eyes fixed, anger welling up in his heart, the glory of the Nishui Valley making his face flush red. He shouted loudly, "Go! Just! Go!" Then he stepped on the portal and left the Dragon Palace at the speed of light, and his exploration journey ended there. The next time the monks from Nishui Valley met Yang Fushuo and his group, they would strip off all the gems on their bodies and then persuade them to leave. These monks are so hateful and angry! Soon, a group of Nishu Valley monks in the Foundation Establishment stage appeared outside. "You are also" "That guy is not a human being!" "Well, at least that person didn't kill us and saved our lives." "Alas, we have no chance of getting the treasure." Huolong watched Yang Fushuo's operations along the way, his face full of questions. "Shouldn't you absorb more trash around you? Aren't these people better than your 30 or so trash cultivators?" "What's the point of being powerful? The monks of the sect have a sense of belonging to their own sect. Keeping them around is an unstable factor. You have to remember that we are not uniting blindly. We want to unite all the forces that can become friends. These monks are not in the same class as us. Fang Yun is more trustworthy than them!" "Unite all forces that can become friends? Not a class?" The fire dragon thought for a moment, feeling that these words were full of profound truth. Next, Yang Fushuo's team grew larger and larger, attracting all the independent cultivators without any sect or school.
Yang Fushuo was constantly clearing out the shadows of all races. Although he had to share some with independent cultivators, he had more and more gems on hand, and his strength was still increasing! There are only two kinds of people in the entire palace. Yang Fushuo’s people and others. The first thing I did was to persuade you to quit. If you don't accept my advice, Yang knows a little bit about martial arts. And Shangguan Yixiao's joining makes them even more powerful. Not only does the team's combat capability increase significantly, but it would be very interesting if they encountered a team of several monks. Once the song started, internal strife would break out. "This fairy palace is boring. The difficulty is too low." "Xiao Huo, why don't you just let me clear the level and bring all the treasures from the Dragon Palace over to me, and I can pick some and leave, giving others a little secret realm experience." "Kuntukuta Katikotsuwasirasong! Come back!" Yang Genshuo couldn't help laughing when he saw what Yang Fushuo was doing. "Okay, okay, I've become a tactical master!" "It was not in vain that I told you so many historical stories when you were a child. You have put them into practice." "This kid was very well behaved when he was with Yang Fu, but he let himself go as soon as he got out." "It's a waste of your talent to let you make the elixir" boom! Yang Fu rode the Ruyi Sword through the air, bursting out at the fastest speed! Because he saw where Emperor Yin went! After staying there for a few hours, he did not come to chase me, but chased in the direction of Yang Qiangyu. Fortunately, he didn't seem to know the exact location and kept patrolling and turning back on the road. Yang Fu, who was able to sense Yang Qiangyu's location, moved forward in that direction with all his strength! "We must find You'er and Guo Ge first!" Otherwise, with the terrifying power of Emperor Yin, Brother Guo might not die because of his special body, but You'er would be dead. He held the [Fruit of Wisdom] tightly in his hand. Be ready for a breakthrough at any time! Seeing this scene, Yang Keun Suk frowned slightly. "Wouldn't it be a pity to break through the foundation-building stage just now? What if I can still cultivate my Qi?" Yang Fushuo was making rapid progress because Fang Yun, the prodigy of the Fang family, was not a bloodthirsty person but a lone wolf who had his own way of finding opportunities, so there was no conflict between him and Yang Fushuo. Therefore, no battle broke out, otherwise Fang Yun’s strength would definitely not be weaker than Emperor Yin. Now that he has forcibly recaptured Shangguan Yixiao, a strong man who can both assist and fight, Yang Fushuo's immortal palace is considered stable. "The ancient immortals are so terrifying. How come so many monsters appeared?" Yang Genshuo felt that this time the Dragon Palace had revealed many forces that he had never heard of before. "I can only see two immortal palaces. I don't know if the other disciples of Yunyin Lingzong have encountered people from the ancient immortal clan. I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to escape unscathed this time."
Wu Yi is already the strongest among the Foundation Establishment disciples of the Diling Pavilion, and all the geniuses of the ancient immortal clan who have appeared so far are stronger than him, unless Shangguan Yixiao, who is naturally his nemesis, is counted. Especially the trump cards of Emperor Yin and Fang Yun. They are at least as strong as 10 Wu Yis. boom! Yang Fu flew for half a day and finally arrived at where Yang Qiangyu was. A huge strange palace! Inside, a grey weasel shadow was watching him. "Are you here to challenge my Qimen Dunjia technique as well? Then you have to wait for the two people below to succeed in their challenge before you can enter." "What! Xiaoyou went in???" Yang Fu was shocked! Before he could ask more questions, a huge pressure came over him from behind! The sky is filled with corpse qi! "Cough cough cough cough~" Emperor Yin covered his mouth, and deep red blood seeped out of his handkerchief. "You can't escape this time. I want your dragon too." (End of this chapter)