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Chapter 246 Secret Treasure Means

Chapter 246 Secret Treasure Means (for Subscription)

According to normal understanding, if the children of a noble like the capital go out to serve as officials, there must be some defensive measures around them.

After all, being outside is no better than being at home, and it seemed a little weird that Young Master Fang came to the banquet alone tonight.

What's more, Meng Zhao sees people clearly. When Master Fang Xiaohou saw the sword made of branches and exhaled into a sword, his face was a little pale, but when he confirmed Zhu Guangxi's identity, he revealed a little. Very calm, obviously can't solve the opponent, and there is a way to maintain it for a while.

Sure enough, the misty sword shadow that Zhu Guangxi pointed out split into dozens of pieces, its power was so overwhelming that no one dared to block it, but Young Master Fang did not retreat but advanced instead, and pushed forward with a cold snort.

Seeing that the sword shadow was about to enter the body, and when the young master of the Qingning Hou Mansion was about to be beheaded, a golden light suddenly lit up, and a gold-like golden streak emerged from the surface of the young master's body. The rays of light, the most masculine, the most majestic, the most holy, surged and undulated, like a burning flame.

In the void, there was a low and majestic voice of chanting, "I heard it like this. For a time, the Buddha lived in Rajagha City, in Mount Qijabori..."

Based on what he had learned, Meng Zhao recognized that this seemed to be a scripture from the Lotus Sutra of the Miaofa.

As soon as the sword shadow touched the golden light, the golden light flourished, and countless golden Sanskrit characters flowed on the surface of the golden light, turning into a ball, covering the whole body of Young Master Fang at [-] degrees without any dead ends, and then It was as if Tang Woxue melted away the sharp sword shadow.

This sword shadow has a name, it is one of the kendo moves of the Wuwu Sword Sutra, the Mystic Sword is made by pulling away a trace of human spirit, combined with the Wuwu sword energy, it can not only damage the body, but also It can kill spirits and contains great power.

In the future, if you study the Sutra of Heaven and Earth, you can take this Mysterious Sword a step further and cultivate it into the Sword of Transformation.

These dozen or so sword shadows meant that he did not hold back, and wanted to kill Fang Xiaohou with a single blow.

It's just that Fang Xiaohou used some kind of protection method to break Zhu Guangxi's Mystery Sword.

Not only did he keep himself intact, but he also directly attacked Zhu Guangxi, causing the body of this innate master who had firmly controlled the situation since he appeared on the stage to shake, the light in his eyes dimmed, and two long lines of blood flowed from his nose, making him look extremely terrifying.

Meng Zhao's eyes lit up. Although his knowledge is not good, but after a period of hard work, he can't be said to be bad. He can see the origin of Fang Xiaohou's method.

It is extremely precious to protect oneself and even attack foreign enemies with a certain secret treasure, a certain method of sealing the strong.

Generally speaking, this kind of secret treasure must have two characteristics.

First, it has the effect of accumulating the spirit, nourishing the spirit and hiding the spirit, which can ensure that the spirit and consciousness of the strong will not dissipate in a short time, so that they have independent consciousness, evolve martial arts, and are ready to go, such as the holy jade of nourishing the soul and the wood of hiding the soul ,Wait.

Second, in addition to the effect of accumulating spirit, it must also contain majestic essence, such as the wood-type earth spirit beads in Meng Zhao's hands, the 300-year-old fire python gall, and the water-type orbs all meet this feature.

But if the two are combined, it is rare, most of them are tempered and fused with two kinds of treasures.

In addition to secret treasures, those who have at least great congenital accomplishments and stepped into the level of Qi Chenggang consume their own energy and skills, and use special means to seal part of their own strength into secret treasures.

Why do we have to emphasize the practice of Qi Chenggang?

Cultivating qi to form a gang, the gang qi has been tempered for a long time, and even smelted a certain kind of heaven and earth Yuan Gang, which has a certain long-lasting characteristic, and it can last for a long time and will not dissipate easily if it is supplemented with essence.

The same is true for the way of the spirit, if it is not for the master's divine sense that is trained to become a qi, it will also be impregnated with a sliver of qi, and the spirit will be divided rashly, which will be harmful to oneself.

And when it is unsealed with a unique method, this secret treasure can release the means of the strong man,

Obviously, the method hidden in the secret treasure held by Master Fang was sealed by a certain Buddhist master, so it seems that the Buddha's light is shining everywhere, the Sanskrit sounds are bursting, and it has a strong sense of sacredness.

Meng Zhao was very envious. The Meng family did not have such a secret treasure, maybe they did, but it was not his turn to enjoy it for the time being.

Fang Xiaohou is different, the eldest son of the Qingning Hou Mansion, the future rise and fall of the Hou Mansion is tied to him, and the safety of the Hou Mansion cannot be compromised. Therefore, even if the Hou Mansion does not have such a secret treasure, he may spend a lot of effort to get it for him.

After repelling Zhu Guangxi, the golden light on Fang Xiaohou's body did not dissipate, but gradually spread and spread, and turned into a huge golden Buddha's palm and grabbed Zhu Guangxi. Swallow it in.

I saw the fugitive father-in-law let out a long cry, and a majestic sword energy shot up into the sky, turning into wind, thunder, rain and lightning, mountains and rivers, beasts, everything in the world, beautiful and floating in the sky...

The body disappeared from everyone's eyes in an instant, but a pitch-black, human-high divine sword appeared on the spot. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, trembling tens of thousands of times in an instant, and even this space seemed unable to withstand such violent fluctuations and vibrations.

There was a clanging sound of the sword, and a black light flashed, wrapped in a storm of sword energy, and slowly stabbed towards the Buddha's palm.

Meng Zhao was concentrating. Ever since he saw the scene where the Buddha's palm protruded, he secretly thought something was wrong. His calm expression couldn't hold back any longer, and he uttered a swear word, stupid.

Then he didn't care about hiding his thoughts, he dodged, and went directly to the children of a small family nearby, probing his hands like a dragon, with the majestic divine power of shrinking a thousand mountains, holding the sun and the moon, and hiding a real dragon.

Before the young man had any reaction, a strange wisp of true energy had locked his body's blood and meridians, making him look like a dead person, unable to move, unable to speak, let alone see who was attacking him. start.

However, it doesn't matter anymore. In the young man's horrified and desperate eyes, a tragic ray of light was formed. The young man could feel that someone was supporting him, treating him as a human shield...

The next moment, there was a rumbling, violent vibration resounding in all directions.

Far away from the street, there was a family who was full of food and drink, buried his head on the bed and made a doll with his mother-in-law, was disturbed by the sound, and almost fainted, full of anger, put on his clothes, lit a torch, and prepared to see what happened thing.

When I was in my small courtyard, I looked out, my eyes widened, my mouth opened wide, and my head also grew bigger. I just said a word back and forth,

"Damn it."

In his eyes, the majestic and majestic Minghua Tower used to be red like fire, with extraordinary scenery, as if inflated with air, it kept expanding, and then exploded like a punctured balloon, starting from the top floor, layer by layer. Disappeared, pieces of bricks and tiles, strips of horizontal wood, grains of sand and gravel... shattered and flew.

But in a short time, the huge Minghualou had disappeared before his eyes.

Yes, it just disappeared, because the whole building was directly smashed and collapsed by some force, and nothing could be seen in his house from the third floor down, but it disappeared without a trace on the third floor up.

The next moment, this man didn't care about the woman who was still lying on the bed, closed his mouth, picked up the torch that fell on the ground, opened the door in a hurry, and rushed to the yamen.

And when they went out, they saw the neighbors, one of them counted as one family, and they all ran out, apparently also noticing this astonishing scene.

In the dark night, even the nearby patrol officers and soldiers heard something strange, their swords were out of their sheaths, their spears were exposed, and they hurried towards the place where the incident happened.

On the roofs of the commercial buildings on both sides of the street, there are Jianghu warriors flying over the walls, hiding in the darkness, also rushing towards the center of the incident...

(End of this chapter)

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