Zheng Guo. Fang Xing restrained his sword light in a very low-key manner and silently ran for his life. No, it shouldn't be said that he was running for his life. It would be more appropriate to say that he was rushing. After all... the Lord of the Wind Department who led to the reversal of this war has been slapped to death by him, and even the Wanfa Ghost Infant has become a trophy. Nowadays, there is no second Optimus Pillar in the Demonic Way. Even if he encounters a few demonic pills on the road, for him, it is just a matter of summoning his true form and punching him a few times. Even if the old demon Nascent Soul of the Wanxiang Sect, who was being restrained by Kuangtu Chu, suddenly appeared in front of him, Fang Xing, who already had the Lord of the Wind Tribe as a test, felt that he might be able to fight him. If you have confidence, you will naturally do whatever you want. 'Hmm... But the outcome of this battle between good and evil is still a bit confusing... It's hard to say about the Dajing Immortal Cultivation World. The local battlefield here may be over soon, right? ’ Fang Xing silently thought about the situation.
Now that the Tianjian Sect was defeated, the Demonic Path did not benefit either. What's more important is... there are 'unfamiliar' middle-stage or even late-stage Nascent Soul monks taking action! Trying to fish in troubled waters! The Nascent Soul Lord of both good and evil ways is not a fool, and he should not do things that benefit others. 'Although...that strange Yuanying monk is me...' 'Furthermore, the good and the evil have suffered heavy losses, and it is indeed impossible to defeat them...' Fang Xing counted on his fingers. His Tianjian Sect alone had killed one Danjing sword cultivator when the leader of the Wind Tribe attacked the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain camp. Later, they formed the 'Zhenwu Seven-Star Sword Formation', but were killed by the 'Lord of the Wind Department', and the four major sword cultivators lost their power in one fell swoop! Only Fu Hongyi, Uncle Feng, and myself ran out! 'There were at least five pill-forming sword cultivators killed by the Lord of the Wind Division alone, not counting other losses on the battlefield... The pill-forming cultivators were even at the top of the Nascent Soul Sect, so many died in one breath... …Nowadays, among the inner sect, the number of real pill-forming sword cultivators, even including Master Kong, the master of Broken Sword, is probably less than one palm! ’ This is the cruelty of war! The Tianjian Sect was so damaged, and the Wanxiang Sect was not much better. The number of fake elixir and elixir-forming monks who fell into Fang Xing's hands was almost countless. Not to mention, there is also the inexplicable death of the 'Lord of the Wind Department'... ‘Anyway, the war here is finally coming to an end. ’ 'After going back, first take a 'Golden Formation Pill'. In addition to that... 'Qiantian Qinggang' must also be taken. Various pills for improving mana are indispensable. Using the Wanhua Cauldron to remove erysipelas can help My magic power is more refined...' ‘However... it’s still too slow, too slow. ’ According to Fang Xing's estimation, if there is an endless supply of top-quality elixirs, he will be able to complete the foundation building and try to form elixirs within ten years. When the time comes, it will definitely set a new record for the age of forming pills in the world of immortality! However...it still feels a little too slow. 'It's only been ten years, and the endurance has passed...I am not just a pill maker. After I finish the pill, I should be able to have Nascent Soul combat power...'
‘In the main world, it takes ten years to become a Martial Saint, and the progress is quite good. ’ ‘Wei Shen Tong is also too ambitious. Can the difficulty of breaking through the Martial Saint with the Seven-turn Vajra be the same as breaking through with the Martial Saint with the Great Vajra? ’ Fang Xing complained in his heart, and suddenly his consciousness caught the fluctuations in the fighting technique. ‘Foundation-building monks fight? ’ 'The ones who are still fighting at this time must be the Tianjian Sect and the Wanxiang Sect...' As soon as he turned his sword, he passed the first level of the mountain col and saw a three-tailed white fox, as big as a hill, roaring up to the sky. On the back of the three-tailed white fox, there is a stunning woman with red feet, a delicate face, but a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth. She is Shi Wanwan. She raised her head and looked at a short, fat old man in mid-air, with a look of despair on his face. "Hehe... Why should Fairy Linghu refuse people thousands of miles away? Your Ten Thousand Beasts Sect is originally from our side, so why are you so stubborn..." This short, fat old man had ugly facial features, triangular eyes, and a flat nose, but his cultivation level was at the level of false elixirs. He was not something that a mere foundation-building monk could touch. Shi Wanwan still had a hint of coquettishness in her voice at this time: "You old pervert... who doesn't know your famous name as the 'Flower Picking Master'? If I follow you, won't I become a furnace?" In fact, as a former disciple of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, there is no need to think about 'abandoning darkness and turning to light'. Even when the 'Lord of the Winds' attacked the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain before, there were many rebels. No matter what... The reputation of this 'flower-picking layman' is so bad. As an old prostitute, he is notorious in the five sects and ten countries. Not only that, his notoriety can even spread to the state of Zheng! It's enough to show that his behavior is bad. Naturally, Shi Wanwan would not take the initiative to jump into the fire pit. However, the fake alchemy master is the fake alchemy master. If he is a little more serious, it will be difficult for the foundation-building monks to match him. In fact, if it weren't for the third-level beast talisman given by her master before, I'm afraid she would have been captured by this old thief and suffered humiliation. 'Damn it, if I could also build the foundation and kill the fake elixir...' Shi Wanwan didn't know why, but she thought of that young figure again. It seems that I have something to think about every day and something to dream about at night. A flash of sword thread flashed, and the head of the layman Caihua fell off. Fang Xing walked out calmly and took the person's storage bag. "Sword?" Shi Wanwan opened her mouth, looking a little cute and no longer charming as before. "You can find a place to hide yourself..."
Fang Xing stared at this woman with indifferent eyes. If this woman had surrendered to the devil before, she would have just killed her with a single sword without saying anything. Now that he has not surrendered, he is embarrassed to kill him. "Jian Zi has given me such a great kindness in saving my life. I can't repay it, but I wish..." Before Shi Wanwan finished speaking, she saw Fang Xing turn into sword light and disappear into the sky. She couldn't help but be stunned, and then a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She does have the intention of taking advantage of the opportunity to cling to him under the guise of repaying her kindness. Who would have thought that they would not give me a chance at all. "Now...where should I go?" This spirit fox fairy felt confused again... … ‘Huh, if I look handsome, I will be a slave and a maid in return for my kindness. If I look ugly, won’t I end up working as a cow or a horse in my next life? ’ Fang Xing snorted coldly: "You're not just greedy for my body, bah!" Along the way, he saw many demonic monks wreaking havoc. They must be the unlucky ones who haven't received any news from the rear. His approach to these guys is the same. If you encounter them on the road, you will kill them casually. If you cannot encounter them, you will never take a long way to kill them. In this way, he flew all the way through Ziyuan Mountain City, the Endless Mountains, Beili Fairy City... and finally entered the territory of Qi Kingdom. After arriving here, the various demonic monks disappeared. It's just that the number of monks is very small, and they come and go in a hurry when they encounter them. It seems that they are quite upset after hearing the news of the defeat on the front line. … Group of sword peaks. The mountain gate of Tianjian Sect. A sword light fell into it and came to his own 'Jin Yuan Peak'. "Jianzi is back?" The outside ministers who were cultivating the spiritual fields all saluted. Fang Xing turned into sword light and circled the mountain. He found that his mountain peak was well-kept. He couldn't help but nodded secretly and came to the 'Sword Pavilion' on the main peak. Kong Fengge, the master of Broken Sword, still had the sad look on his face. Seeing Fang Xing, his eyes lit up: "You are finally back..." "Oh? It seems that Uncle Fu, Uncle Feng and others have returned safely?" Fang Xing showed a smile.
"Only Junior Brother Fu and Junior Brother Feng have returned. I thought the other Junior Brothers were in trouble..." Kong Fengge shook his head and asked Fang Xing to talk about his own experience, treating it as a report, mainly about the situation of the Seven Swords Fight against the Fake Baby. Fang Xing knew that this must be the news of the death of the Lord of the Wind Department being sent back to Tianjian Sect, and Tianjian Sect needed to confirm it carefully. "yes……" Fang Xing made a sword salute and immediately began to tell. The previous version must be consistent with the two master uncles, but it was slightly modified at the end. "The old demon Nascent Soul broke through the sword formation, and the seven of us broke out separately... Maybe because of my low cultivation, the old demon Nascent Soul chased several other uncles first... I ran wildly with my sword all the way, I don't know Why was he not chased? He escaped back to Zheng Kingdom by luck, killed a fake magic elixir, and then returned to the sect..." This is because he is just a foundation-building monk and will not arouse any suspicion at all. If Fang Xing told the sect leader that he killed the Fengbu leader with fake infant cultivation, he would be considered to have a brain problem. "It seems that the information is correct, there is a mysterious Nascent Soul monk taking action." After hearing this, Sect Leader Kong stretched out his hand to stroke his long beard, a look of thought appeared in his eyes. "The mysterious Nascent Soul monk takes action?" Fang Xing pretended to be surprised: "What did you do?" "You don't know something. The soul lamp of the fake infant monk from Wanxiang Sect has been extinguished. We sent people to investigate the situation and found traces of the Yuanying monk's fighting skills..." Sect Leader Kong looked solemn. As for the fact that the traces of the Great True Monarch were suspected to be in the middle or even late stage of Nascent Soul, he would not tell a single disciple. "We suspect that there is a mysterious Nascent Soul cultivator lurking, watching the seven great sword cultivators of our sect and the fake baby being injured, and then taking advantage of the fact that they were chasing our monks, they suddenly launched a sneak attack, causing the fake baby to fall..." Master Kong said. "What? The female devil is dead? Okay, okay!" Fang Xing was overjoyed: "The revenge of our master uncles has been avenged... We can also immediately organize an army to push back!" This was the reaction of an orthodox sword cultivator, which made Sect Leader Kong nod secretly, and then shook his head: "Now that there are powerful enemies around us, and our sect has suffered heavy losses, the war should be impossible..." After pondering for a while, he looked at Fang Xing again with gentle eyes: "You defeated the Five Elements Sect, killed many demonic fake pills, and pill-forming monks... You have made great achievements!" Sect Leader Kong made a swipe of his hand, and a sword-shaped token fell into Fang Xing's hand: "With this token, you can go to the sect's secret warehouse to select three treasures. In addition, this 'Golden Formation Pill' 'I will give it to you in advance, hoping that you will achieve great success in sword elixir soon!" He handed over another emerald green jade bottle. This bottle carries a kind of vitality. It is an 'empty blue bottle' specially used to store elixirs. In addition, the golden elixir is a high-level elixir, and its efficacy can last for at least a hundred years. "Thank you, Master!" Fang Xing received the token and elixir, bowed again, and went directly to the sect's secret warehouse. He thought very clearly that now that the war was about to end, it would be best to realize all his military exploits as soon as possible.
Don't wait until the army returns and exchange them all, and then you won't be able to choose. 'But for the true disciples, the 'Golden Formation Pill' that other inner and outer disciples have longed for is already in their pockets. I just need to choose something that suits me...' ‘As expected, there are many advantages to being a true disciple, the most important of which is that you can take your time… As long as there are resources to break through to a higher realm, I will definitely give priority to true disciples! ’