Taoist Fang Xian

Chapter 241 Immortal Behavior
Falling with his words.

I only saw a very strange and evil looking skeleton flying over from a very far away place.

Look at the soul fire on that skull.

Looking at the consciousness that hides his own soul in the skeleton, Fang Xin couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth:
"Good guy, a proper seedling of evil cultivators."

"It's definitely a red seedling."

But at this time, he didn't go to be the savior, but directly dug a cave in this mountain forest.

brush!
With a wave of his sleeves.

All I saw was this seemingly ordinary valley, but suddenly a thick fog swept across the sky.

Kung fu in a short while.

A building that looked like a platform appeared above the valley.

Although this platform is a bit strange.

But looking at the faint gossip above, people can guess at a guess, this should be the place where some old devil is sealed.

And wait until everything is ready.

Fang Xin casually pinched a statue of a demon god with three heads and eight arms, and then placed it in the center of the altar.

The whole statue is eight feet high.

Looks majestic.

After the entire statue was seated, Fang Xin quickly tapped the cloud of aura in his hand into the deepest part of the demon god's altar:

"The biggest villain is already there."

"Then it's time for the artifact to appear."

Speaking of this, he directly inserted the Qiushui sword refined by himself in front of the three-headed and eight-armed demon god.

It looks like it's holding down this demon god.

Wait until everything is done.

Afterwards, Fang Xin took out a small paper man from his pocket:

"Fortunately, after such a long time, I have also gathered some small spells, otherwise this magical inheritance may not be reliable."

Thinking of this, he just touched it casually, and then tapped three different spells into the paper figurine.

These three spells are Bloodline Sacrifice Sword Technique, Light Dispersion and Shadow Transformation Technique, and Sword Qi Thunder Sound Technique.

Following these three spells, he tapped into this paper figurine, only to see the rapid growth of this paper figurine:

"brush!"

In the blink of an eye, it turned into an image of an old man in a robe sitting cross-legged on the ground.

And in front of him.

A line of words suddenly appeared on the stone slab of his plate.

Seeing that everything was settled, Fang Xin's whole body was on fire, and then he hid in the sky above the mountain forest.

Take a closer look.

I can only see that in the extremely barren forest here, the village in the distance seems to be experiencing a disaster.

"……what!"

"Help!"

"..."

Watching the flames in the distance.

Look at that skull again, rolling up waves of black smoke.

Fang Xin's face was indifferent but cold, and he looked sinister and awe-inspiring:
"The predestined person is coming soon."

As his words fell, he could only see the distance, and the village that had been raging was no longer heard.

And the skull head fled towards the farther mountains and forests.

This is a meditation level practitioner.

Although it is said that it is very difficult to achieve a high-grade state in this life due to heavy injuries, but for ordinary people, it is still like a god of death.

that's it.

Time passed slowly.

The rotation of the sun and the moon, in Fang Xin's eyes, is still so ordinary.

Ten days passed in a row.

When the sun rose on the tenth day, he saw a young man in sackcloth walking in front of the valley.

Seeing this young man and feeling the light blue luck on his head, Fang Xin laughed all over:
"The predestined person has arrived!"

After the words fell, his whole figure slowly became unreal, and then, the whole person was hidden in the space.

the other side.

14-year-old Zhou Qing has experienced the greatest ordeal in his life.

The family had been hunters in the mountains before, and they had heard of ghosts and gods, but had never seen them.

But who would have imagined that he just went out for a walk in the mountains and forests, and found that his village had been completely burned in the sea of ​​fire.

Not only that.

All men, women and children have lost their vitality, there are no superficial injuries, only the wide-eyed and godless eyes indicate something.

More importantly, when he was hunting, he also saw the skull covered by billowing black smoke.

Later, he returned to the village carefully, and spent seven days arranging and burying all the villagers in the village.

Afterwards, he made up his mind to venture beyond the mountains.

Also want to avenge my own family.

However, at this moment, he is still too young after all, after walking such a long distance, his whole body is tired and thirsty.

Picking up the leather gourd hanging from his waist, he opened it and poured it into his mouth:

"Tick...tick..."

Only two drops of water fell on his shriveled lips, making him look even more haggard.

Look up and think about the sky.

It can only be seen that at this moment, the sun is also gradually rising.

The humming of cicadas resounded in the mountains, making him faintly feel as if he was about to faint.

It seems to be buzzing in my ears:
"...hum~"

however.

At this time, he suddenly felt that there was a fog around him:
"No, something strange happened again."

Thinking of this, Zhou Qing quickly stepped back.

But after all, he still couldn't outrun the fog, and was shrouded in it in the blink of an eye.

To his surprise.

Originally, he thought that he had encountered that kind of skeleton ghost again, and he was very desperate to take his life.

But no one wants to.

After the fog cleared, he found himself in a small valley.

The valley is extremely mysterious.

There is even a big altar-like thing in the very center.

Looking at the altar, Zhou Qing was a little hesitant, but immediately afterward, he made up his mind:
"Anyway, it's a bad life."

"If you win the bet, you will live; if you lose, your family will reunite below."

Thinking of this, he settled down and walked towards the altar.

To his surprise.

Above the entire altar, there is a giant statue of a god and demon with three heads and eight arms in the center.

The statue is eight feet high.

It seems to be extremely hideous.

And in front of the god statue, there was a long sword sticking out. Just looking at it, he knew it was an absolute treasure.

Looking at such a strange thing, looking at such an artifact, he walked carefully ahead, not daring to touch anything.

at last.

He saw the white-bearded old man who had been sitting cross-legged on the top.

Even, seeing the slate in front of the old man:
"This is... text?"

Zhou Qing was a little hesitant.

Although it is said that he has learned a few characters from the only teacher in the village, there are definitely not as many as a basket.

Generally speaking, there is no problem with normal speaking and communication, but word recognition can only be stumbling.

Afterwards, he became more careful.

Looking towards the top of the stone slab, I saw a line of small characters written on the stone slab:
"Kowtow three times, and the disciples will register their names."

"Get my inheritance, inherit my cause and effect!"

However, in this line of small characters, he only vaguely recognized a few words:

"... Kowtow... Inheritance..."

Thinking of this, he guessed hesitantly:
"Could it be that this is what the village head grandpa said about kowtow to worship a teacher, and you can learn skills from now on?"

It was from growing up in the mountain village that he knew that every skill was difficult to learn.

Every craft is enough to be handed down from generation to generation, so that future generations can live better.

Like mountain hunters.

Not to mention the kind of ghost-like characters.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qing knelt down and kowtowed to the white-bearded old man:

"Bang bang bang..."

He didn't care how many people it was, he kowtowed directly, and even kowtowed to the point where there were little bloodstains on his own head.

at last.

As he kowtowed and began to move continuously, the blood seemed to touch something, and then the old man sitting cross-legged spoke:

"Get my inheritance, inherit my karma."

"Eliminate the demons, and the world will be peaceful!"

Following this sentence, the old man suddenly turned into a flash of light and disappeared in place.

Followed by.

Zhou Qing, who was always talking there, was stunned:
"boom!!"

Endless knowledge was passed into his mind, and then quickly sorted out and digested by him.

Wait until an hour passes.

Zhou Qing's eyes gradually became clear:

"Master, don't worry, old man, since I have your inheritance, I will definitely live up to the reputation of our lineage."

"In this life, I must take it as my duty to wipe out the evil spirits!"

After the words fell, he thought of the skeleton old devil who had wiped out his entire village.

Immediately afterwards, with firm eyes again, he kowtowed three times in the direction of the stone slab.

After he kowtowed his head, he saw the stone slab cracked suddenly.

Then, a pill that shone with a burning aura appeared under the stone slab:
"Gollum..."

Suddenly, this is the brain-replenishing pill that can open the main orifice!
Afterwards, he swallowed it into his mouth, the whole person fell into a deep sleep, and slowly opened the ancestral aperture.

When he opened his eyes again, there seemed to be an inexplicable air in his whole body.

Indistinctly, there seems to be the essence of the sun and the moon, which are constantly being captured by him, and the eyes are continuously shining with divine light.

It seems that the ancestral orifice has been knocked open.

Immediately afterwards, he strode towards the three-headed demon gods:
"Master, I will definitely not let you down!"

Afterwards, in the manner recorded in the Bloodline Sacrifice Sword Technique, the long sword in front of the three-headed demon god was sacrificed with blood.

however.

The moment his blood stained the long sword.

Seeing a little spiritual light, he flew out from the altar of the three-headed demon god and galloped away into the distance.

There was only a loud laugh, echoing throughout the valley:
"Hahahaha, this seat is finally out of trouble, you little thief and old thief, wait for your death."

"I will definitely kill all of you, hahahaha..."

With this voice fell.

Vaguely, Zhou Qing discovered that the moment that ray of light and shadow disappeared, the sky above the entire valley seemed to become blood red.

saw this scene.

Zhou Qing was shocked:
"The old devil who was suppressed by Master in the valley is still alive?"

Immediately after that, his whole body looked firmly at the long sword in front of him.

……

From start to finish.

Fang Xin watched from Zhou Qing's arrival in the valley until Zhang Shun, who had been specially rubbed by him, was able to escape smoothly.

When Zhou Qing's eyes were firm and he was refining the long sword, Fang Xin showed a sad smile:
"The catastrophe presented by luck seems to have really been divided."

"Registered disciples are easy to use."

He looked up at the ball of aura and luck in his home.

He only saw the low-pitched catastrophe that originally accumulated his entire luck on it.

It is continuously flowing, and as Zhou Qing continues to sacrifice the Qiushui sword, it is transferred to his luck.

Saw this change.

Fang Xin's whole body shot quickly, constantly restraining and sealing the catastrophe in front of Zhou Qingyun.

From childhood to adulthood, it is unlikely that a catastrophe will occur at one time, and Zhou Qing will be killed directly:
"The registered disciple carries the luck, but does not feed back the luck, so it can be used as a carrier of calamity."

"But this disciple must not die before the calamity energy is consumed, otherwise there will still be a small amount of backlash."

"And at this time, my previous arrangement can be regarded as effective."

He refined Zhang Shun's earth soul into the magical weapon, and in the future it was determined that Zhang Shun would become the spirit of the Qiushui sword weapon.

In the process.

Even if Zhang Shun had the chance to kill Zhou Qing, he would let him go due to various accidents.

This is what he planted in Zhang Shun's memory.

Not only that.

A top-rank character, although he has not fully recovered, can still shelter him in the wilderness, such as sweeping in the wild mountains and forests.

After all, in the wilderness, a character in the upper-grade realm is definitely a master.

Security can be guaranteed.

What's more, now that Zhou Qing has just practiced, he has to develop little by little.

Go kill the skull first, and then face Zhang Shun directly after avenging the great revenge.

When Zhang Shun is dealt with, he can basically become a top-rank figure.

And in this process, although there will be a small number of disasters everywhere, they will not put him to death.

And once he truly became a top-ranking figure, Fang Xin's misfortune in him would have been completely wiped out.

It can be said to be a complete win-win situation.

It's no wonder that many gods who were involved in the cause and effect of luck before left behind various inheritance and chance artifacts.

No wonder his disciples, or inheritors, will undergo all kinds of hardships.

No wonder some old monsters would be easily killed by the person who left the opportunity, but they would still suppress and block them.

Emotional problems are all here.

When thinking of this, Fang Xin once again showed a sincere smile, and the whole person seemed to be more relaxed:
"The catastrophe that just appeared, was once again strangled in the bud."

"This trip to the Sanshan Palace is auspicious!"

When he said this, a flame suddenly appeared, and then he disappeared on the mountain:

"...I, Fang Xin, have returned home rich and honored!"

(End of this chapter)