"ah!" In the void, a scream suddenly came. It’s the Great True Lord Yu Xue! His blood escape technique was broken, the magic armor on his body melted quickly under the true fire of the sun, and his body was burned into a ball of ashes. Only a dark, tall Nascent Soul was submerged by countless golden swastikas, turned into a golden doll, and landed in Fang Xing's palm. "Huh?" Fang Xing was a little surprised and looked in the direction of the Great True Lord Xuyun: "If you can receive the two moves of transforming the gods, your potential, strength, luck...are all superior to that of the Great True Lord of the Demonic Way." The true face of Xu Yun Da Zhenjun appeared, but it was an angular face, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that his vitality had been severely damaged. Seeing Fang Xing now is like seeing a god-incarnation venerable, and his heart is full of despair. What's even sadder is that he took the initiative to block the nearby void with the 'Mountain and River Map', which made it a luxury to even use various void means to escape, which was like being trapped in a cocoon.
After all, who would have thought that...it was originally just a matter of catching a turtle in a urn, but two great true monarchs were dispatched, and they would actually encounter such a speechless situation? ! If the Yuan Shen Sword Sect still had a god-forming fighting force outside, they would have rebuilt the Holy Land long ago, and Wumai would not have been left miserable for so many years. ‘I…promise you. ’ In the desire to survive, Zhenjun Xuyun couldn't help but transmit a message to a mysterious existence. "Um?" Fang Xing raised his eyebrows and saw the spiritual power of heaven and earth gathering in front of him, forming a faint golden body of Arhat. An extremely terrifying wave of mana emerged. "Almsgiver, please forgive others when you can!" An old voice came out from the golden face of the giant Arhat. "Invoking the spiritual power of heaven and earth, a monk who transforms into gods?" Fang Xing's martial arts will soared into the sky, transforming into the Dharma of the Great Sun Tathagata, and immediately swept away all spiritual pressure. Hearing this, he sneered: "It seems that he is a monk who has not completely died, with only a trace of his soul left... What is this? ? Grandpa? He is worthy of being the protagonist of the moment... Come and die!" Nowadays, Fang Xing dares to fight even if he encounters a living god-transforming monk, so naturally he cannot be scared away by a trace of the remnant soul. He clapped it with one palm, and the Great Sun Tathagata behind him immediately showed angry Vajra eyes, turned into the Immovable King, and clapped it with his big hand. Wow! The red and cyan spiritual powers of heaven and earth are like tides, impacting each other and setting off huge waves. Then... The golden body of Arhat was submerged by the red spiritual power... "No, this junior doesn't follow martial ethics. Let's leave quickly." Great True Lord Xuyun couldn't help but be shocked when he heard the thoughts coming from the remnant soul of his venerable master.
This is his last trump card. But it seems that it is still ineffective against the great body cultivator! This 'Venerable Jueming' was obtained in a ruins cave when he was forming elixirs. It has always been a great opportunity that was kept secret. Without the other party's guidance, he would not be able to condense the Nascent Soul and break through to the late Nascent Soul realm. But I didn’t expect that even Venerable Jueming wouldn’t be able to get the Star! "I will use the Yuan Mystic Technique later to shake that junior's mind... If you miss this opportunity again, you will definitely die." Fortunately, Venerable Jueming's voice came again, which made Master Xuyun feel at ease: 'Senior Jueming, if I can escape, I will retrain my body for you! Live a second life! ’ Then…… Then he heard the screams of 'Venerable Jueming'! "ah!" Venerable Jueming's voice was full of shock and pain... and soon fell into deathly silence. Before Master Xuyun opened his mouth, he saw Fang Xing coming to him, and a look of despair appeared on his face... … After a while. Fang Xing put away the two Da Zhenjun level Nascent Souls and checked the storage bags one by one. "Huh? As expected of the Great True Lord, he is rich and possesses many top-quality spiritual stones..." "Huh? There is actually a 'Infant Strengthening Pill'? The immortal clone is blessed, and it will definitely be able to break through the middle stage of Nascent Soul..." 'And there are also these bottles of elixir, which should make the magic power more refined...' Suddenly, a flash of inspiration occurred in his hand, and a dark wooden sculpture appeared. This wood carving is carved into the shape of an Arhat, sitting on a lotus platform, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and soft lines. The wood carving is completely black, with a faint scent of refreshing sandalwood coming out. Fang Xing felt refreshed after just a slight sniff: "Is this... Yan Po Sandalwood? The three most precious treasures of spiritual consciousness that are rumored to be together with the Soul-Nursing Tree and Tianxin Wood?" Looking at the wooden steps, there are at least five levels. And in the Arhat Buddha statue, there is a hint of the spiritual fluctuation that he is very familiar with. "After the death of the cultivator, there is only a trace of the soul left, relying on Yanpo sandalwood to maintain his vitality? Sure enough, the higher the realm of the immortal cultivator, the harder it is to die..." Fang Xing shook the statue in his hand: "Stop hiding..." "Amitabha... the young monk 'Jueming' has met the donor." A thin spiritual voice came from the Arhat statue: "The donor's talent for cultivating immortals is simply unbelievable, even if there are many powerful practitioners in history. , even in the later stage of Nascent Soul, he is far inferior to the donor... Could it be the reincarnation of a true immortal?" There was a hint of compliment in Venerable Jueming's voice.
"If you can speak nicely and obediently, say more..." Fang Xing stared at the wooden sculpture with a smile, which made Venerable Jueming speechless. He felt that this Supreme Master of Physical Cultivation had a very different personality from those of those cultivating immortals. However, as a Buddhist sect, he is best at speaking lotus flowers: "The young monk was controlled by others before and had to use his hands as a chariot. Please forgive me..." "Weren't you very brave before? You dared to give me a spiritual attack." Fang Xing's smile did not diminish. Venerable Jueming was speechless for a moment. This was also what confused him the most. He is a Buddhist cultivator and a venerable god-transformer, and his application and essence of divine consciousness are extremely high. But he didn't expect that the move 'Golden Buddha Lion Roar', which he used with all his strength, had no effect on the Great True Monarch in front of him, and was even backfired. The soul that had finally recovered a little bit almost went to nirvana... ‘Could it be that... he is really the reincarnation of a true immortal? ’ Venerable Jueming couldn't help but have a trace of speculation in his mind. "Monk Jueming, after all you are the Reverend God-Transformer. Although Buddhist cultivators are rare in the world of Immortal Cultivation in the Vast Sea, why are you in such a state?" Fang Xing was a little curious. The Reverend Transformation God is already at the top of the world of immortal cultivation in the vast sea. In theory, he should not be so unlucky. Could it be that... he encountered the God-Transforming Heavenly Lord? "Alas... the monks in this world are all in the immortal way, and they exclude Buddhist cultivators... The 'Vajra Prajna Temple' where the poor monk lives is the inheritance left by a great Buddhist cultivator in the upper realm when he descended to this realm last time. ...The young monk rarely has the heart of Buddha. He has practiced hard for many years and finally advanced to become a god. He originally wanted to promote Buddhism, but unexpectedly he encountered the chaos of the ancient demon!" There was a trace of fear in Venerable Jueming's voice: "The ancient demon's magical powers are astonishing, and he seems to be a powerful man who fell from the realm of refining the void. For the sake of the common people in the world, the poor monk had to try his best to subdue the demon with his own body... But his cultivation of Buddhism is not enough. , Arhat's golden body was broken by the ancient demon, and his soul was almost extinct... Fortunately, there is still a trace of soul left, which is entrusted in this Buddha statue and is surviving..." "It turns out that he is another unlucky guy from the Ancient Demon Rebellion." Fang Xing said with emotion. I don’t know how many important figures who died at the hands of the ancient demon did not mourn in secret. 'The lifespan of the True Lord Yuanying in this world is a thousand years, and the lifespan of the monks who transform into gods is about two thousand years. Only by refining the void and ascending can one not have to worry about longevity... This monk Jueming calculated the days, and in fact he was not far away from the end of his lifespan. It's far away, at most a few hundred years away...' Fang Xing asked: "What do you mean by descending into the world?" "The donor doesn't know something... The vast world of immortality we are in is attached to the 'Qianyuan Great Realm', and human realms such as the 'Qianyuan Great Realm', according to Buddhism, there are 129,000 Numbering one thousand and six hundred, countless monks and creatures reproduce and practice in it... Once you break through the void realm, you can cross the realm and ascend to the upper realm. However, there are several places in this upper realm, such as the 'spiritual realm' where monks in this realm ascend, The 'Devil Realm' where the ancient demons belong, and the 'Brahma Realm' where the Poor Monk Patriarch comes from... Taixu's movement is unstable and its power is unpredictable. It is extremely difficult to ascend from the lower realm to the upper realm, and it is almost impossible to descend from the upper realm to the lower realm. Maybe... unless by chance, the power of the realm is weakened ten thousand times, this is the 'time of falling to the realm', and it usually does not last long... On the contrary, the intersection of many lower realms may last longer. " ‘It turned out to be a space intersection? ! ’ Fang Xing immediately thought of the ‘junction’ of the Daxia world, which was essentially the overlap of two major spaces. "I see, but there is a reason for monks in the lower realm to ascend through hard training. Why do monks from the upper realm want to descend to this realm?" Fang Xing thought of a doubt: "Could it be the Qianyuan Realm? Is there anything special about it?" "Amitabha...my Buddha saves the world and sends his disciples down to the world for the purpose of preaching..." Venerable Jueming said: "As for why the ancient demon came to the world and what grudge he has against Yuanshen Sword Sect, I really don't know anything about it." "I see."
Fang Xing nodded, seeming to believe it. Venerable Jueming immediately continued his efforts: "Although the young monk has little knowledge, he knows a lot about the vast world of immortality. He also knows about several relics and opportunities for Buddhist treasures... He is willing to offer all his sacrifices to the donor. He just wants to always accompany the donor and solve his problems." "Haha...Are you used to carrying your grandfather around with you, or are you afraid that I will kill you directly?" Fang Xing laughed, feeling a little moved, but then gave up. After all, he is not a real native and has too many secrets. What's the point of bringing an old man with you? What's more... this God-Transforming Lord may not be telling the truth, and his "Ten Thousand Hearts" secret technique is still a little behind, making it difficult to search for the Soul-Transforming Monk. Fortunately... his methods are not limited to the secret techniques in "Ten Thousand Hearts". "The young monk... does have selfish motives. He is willing to give all his savings to the donor. He only hopes that the donor can refine a body for the young monk in the future..." Monk Jueming’s voice was sincere. "Forget it... Then please come to my sea of consciousness and consult me regularly." Fang Xing grabbed the Arhat statue, his spiritual power overflowed, and he found the dim golden soul deep in the statue. Then... He opened his sea of consciousness and welcomed the other party's spirit in.