Fang Xing's fingers were white and delicate, like the hands of a rich man, but they also carried the terrifying magic power of snatching life and death. Three fingers stretched out, but were blocked by a tough light shield. Foundation-building monks have liquid mana, and pill-forming monks have core-forming true energy! Even if the sect elders forged a fake elixir, they would still possess the elixir and turn it into a magic shield to defend themselves. It is difficult for ordinary spiritual weapons to break through the defense. But at this time, this layer of solid defense collapsed under the power of Fang Xing's Vajra Prajna! The elder Zong was shaken by his martial arts consciousness and found it difficult to respond effectively. When he came back to his senses, he saw his true energy shield shattering like an egg shell under the opponent's three fingers, and a look of horror appeared on his face. Unfortunately, it's too late! Fang Xing's three fingers crossed the sect elder's neck, and the great head of the fake elixir master rose into the sky. He struck very quickly, swiping his palm downwards and destroying most of the sect elder's body.
After all, the higher the level of the immortal cultivator, the more difficult it is to kill. In order to avoid some accidents, a last hit is indispensable. Watching the elder's body fall from the sky, Fang Xing looked at Master Ziyuan again. Although this real person seems to be seriously injured, the cultivators have many secretive methods and must be guarded against! "Fellow Taoist...don't know what to call me?" Master Ziyuan was originally good-looking, but now he had a dark look on his face and looked very miserable, as if he was about to die soon. She looked at Fang Xing with a hint of hope in her eyes. But seeing Fang Xing's expressionless face, his heart couldn't help but sink. "According to common sense, I should kill you." Fang Xing's body was suspended in mid-air, with an aura around him: "So...it's time for you to convince me to spare your life." Master Ziyuan's eyes suddenly flashed. No one wants to die if they can live. What's more, this quasi-third-level physical cultivator has amazing combat power, and she may not be able to win even in her prime. Master Ziyuan was worthy of being the founder of the Immortal City. He immediately understood the situation and said three sentences: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, I am willing to make a Taoist oath and never reveal what happened today!" "If fellow Taoist are worried, I still have a third-level spiritual contract in my storage bag!" "I am willing to pay for my life. I still have twenty-seven high-grade spiritual stones in my storage bag... In addition, I also know about a spiritual object that is very useful for physical cultivation. I am willing to tell all my Taoist friends!” … "Could it be that the spiritual object that is very useful for physical cultivation is of the third level?" Fang Xing's eyes lit up.
"Of course it is. If it is not a third-level spiritual object, how can it be effective in targeting third-level physical cultivation?" Master Ziyuan felt relieved, and the black energy began to spread on his face again. He quickly swallowed a few pills and used his energy to heal his injuries. "Take out the third-level spiritual contract. I promise not to reveal what happened today. In addition, you must tell me the news about the spiritual object in detail." Fang Xing spoke. "Can." Master Ziyuan took out a spiritual contract. This spiritual contract emitted strong mana fluctuations, and the entire paper was always shrouded in a layer of light, which was very different from the second-level spiritual contract. She used her finger as a pen and blood as ink to list the conditions she just mentioned one by one. Then, he handed over the third-level spiritual contract and twenty-seven high-grade spiritual stones to Fang Xing. Fang Xing took it and nodded when he saw the words on the spiritual contract. ‘Is this a high-grade spiritual stone? ’ He glanced at the high-grade spiritual stone in his hand. This kind of high-grade spiritual stone is still only the size of a dice, but it is crystal clear and contains extremely pure spiritual energy inside. If they were all buried in one place, over time, a small spiritual vein might even form. 'A high-grade spiritual stone is worth one hundred mid-grade spiritual stones, which is equivalent to 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones... And no one in the world of immortality will actually change it like this. It must be at least one or two percent higher...' ‘This Master Ziyuan is really wealthy. He only paid 270,000 low-grade spiritual stones... But is it worth it to buy a life? ’ According to the spiritual contract, this is already most of Ziyuan's net worth. Unless Fang Xing wants the other party's magic weapon. Once he speaks like this, Master Ziyuan will fight to the death, and may even destroy the storage bag before dying, leaving Fang Xing with nothing. The casual cultivators in the world of cultivating immortals already have a clear grasp of this aspect. "Okay, what is that third-level spiritual object?" Fang Xing asked. "That's a 'Golden Congo'. I just returned from Beili Fairy City and saw it from a fellow Taoist... If I hadn't been a Dharma cultivator and had no interest in body-refining spiritual objects, I would have taken anything. It's..." Master Ziyuan smiled bitterly and told Fang Xing the detailed information about the Golden Congo. ‘It’s actually the Golden Congo! ’ 'This object is indeed a treasure for body-refining monks, and it is better at breaking through certain barriers...' Fang Xing's face remained calm, and he was overjoyed: 'Sure enough... we should go to Daxian City. This time we got news about the Golden Congo before we even arrived. Sure enough, there must be Yu Qing in the Jishan Family? Do I get rewarded for doing good deeds? ’ Thinking of this, he cupped his hands towards Master Ziyuan: "The mountains are high and the roads are far, so I won't see you off." "Farewell." Master Ziyuan was relieved in his heart, knowing that this quasi-third-level physical cultivator finally had no intention of killing him, so he immediately turned into a ray of purple light and disappeared suddenly.
At this time, a clone of a cultivator in a silver shirt flew over, holding several storage bags in his hand. He had obviously just cleaned the battlefield. "Let's leave too... No, dismantle this formation before leaving... This is much more valuable than some thick earth formation." Fang Xing nodded. After a while, the cultivator's avatar controlled the Snow Wind Sword, and he sat on the Snow Wind Sword, which had become about ten feet long, and began to count the loot. To be honest, the blade of Fengxue Sword is very cold and hard, and it is not very comfortable to sit on. But Fang Xing didn't care, and the immortal clone thoughtfully opened the true energy shield to block the strong wind that hit his face. "These storage bags come from those Qi-training monks, there aren't many good things..." "On the other hand, those three foundation-building monks also raised spiritual pets... As soon as the owner died, the ban directly caused the backlash and died, so they could only use it to sell some materials..." "In the hands of the qi-training monks, there are a total of five storage bags, nineteen high-grade magic weapons, some mysterious water turtle eggs and other sundries, and 78,000 spiritual stones... Some qi-training monks actually don't have storage bags, or... Are you not a sect disciple who is so poor? " "Three foundation-building monks contributed 120,000 spiritual stones... seven spiritual weapons, and a white jade shield, which can be used directly..." "There are also these standard robes...all embroidered with the mark of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. I feel like I have to sell them all, otherwise I will easily get into trouble if I hold them." … After sorting out some miscellaneous items, Fang Xing gathered his mood and began to crack open the storage bag of the fake elixir master with great anticipation. At the same time, he also picked up the black long sword and appreciated it. This magical black sword was six feet long, with a slender blade and a ghost head-like decoration on the handle. It is relatively heavy in the hand, probably weighing several hundred kilograms. "It is indeed a magic weapon made of third-level materials. The materials used are solid..." Fang Xing grabbed the handle of the knife and swung it a few times, feeling that he had taken advantage of it unexpectedly. "But this is just a fake elixir of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. The purple bead of Ziyuan Master seems to be a magic weapon... Could it be that the fake elixir master has a magic weapon as standard?" This is actually Fang Xing's overthinking. Many fake alchemy monks only use quasi-magical weapons or even top-quality spiritual weapons to show their appearance! The reason why the sect elder has a black sword magic weapon is because he is the elder of the Danjie Sect! The reason why Master Ziyuan has a purple hair bead is because she lives in Ziyuan Fairy City and is a little rich woman! If it were other casual cultivators and fake elixir cultivators, they might not have the magic weapon with them. And the fake elixir monks who possess magical weapons have the best combat power among all the fake elixirs! "The fake elixir of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, the most valuable thing in the body, might be this Ghost-headed Sword... Unfortunately, if I want to use it in the future, I have to kill people to silence them, otherwise it will be easy for the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect to come looking for revenge. …” After all, the characteristics of this ghost head sword are too obvious. But Fang Xing thought about it and realized that once his true self took action, he was going to silence him, so he used it casually.
What's more... it can also be brought to the main universe! I don’t know how effective this low-grade magic weapon is when used to kill servant-level dependents... ‘Magical weapons are quite idealistic things... I wonder if they will be rejected by the laws of the secret world? ’ ‘Huh? I seem to have discovered a blind spot? ’ Fang Xing touched his chin: "I feel that if a cultivator goes to the secret world, he might be at ease... After all, those natal magic weapons and magic weapons... will definitely be regarded as part of the cultivator and can be brought into the secret world at will! " Half an hour later. The spiritual mark on the storage bag of the fake elixir of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect was finally erased. Fang Xing couldn't wait to explore his spiritual consciousness, but then he was disappointed. "Only five high-quality spiritual stones? Poor guy!" "The rest of the magic weapons are gone...poor guy!" He took out some bottles and cans, which seemed to be food for spiritual pets, and he couldn't help but be speechless. Other than that, there are only a few bottles of elixirs, some jade slips, and other miscellaneous items. "They all seem to be ordinary healing elixirs, as well as Bigu Pills..." As an alchemist who is barely at the first level, Fang Xing can now identify the types of elixirs. After looking at a few bottles, he opened another jade bottle and his expression changed. There was only one scarlet elixir in the jade bottle, exuding a strong smell of blood. "This elixir... is a bit unusual, it is of a very high grade..." "It has something to do with blood, and the medicinal properties are very strong...it doesn't seem to be for ordinary monks." Fang Xing put this bottle of elixir aside, identified the other elixirs one by one, and then began to look at the jade slips again. To his disappointment, there was no technique. Most of them are just ordinary customs and customs. There is only one "Illustrated Book of Monsters of the Wilderness", which lists many monsters of the Wilderness with pictures and texts, which is of some value. Turning to the last jade slip, Fang Xing's eyes lit up: "The art of possessing spirits? Is it a secret art that is as powerful as supernatural powers?" "You actually need a second-level spiritual pet with strong dragon bloodline...or a dragon-type spiritual pet with normal bloodline, combined with the pseudo-dragon-transforming pill! This seems to be the pill just now..." "This is the secret method of the beast control master. It is of no use to me. I follow the path of swordsmanship and pay attention to the essence and purity..."