Taoist Fang Xian

Chapter 246

One step into the darkness.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Xin only felt that he had entered a more primitive room.

Look carefully.

I only saw a few small bookshelves hanging in this room, and the books on the bookshelves didn't look like precious things.

Just like ordinary miscellaneous notes.

What surprised Fang Xin the most was that every brick and stone in this small and simple house seemed to have spiritual power.

Vaguely, it seemed to give him a feeling like an inheritance stone tablet.

The whole room is completely shrouded in spiritual inheritance, like a big, extremely precious inheritance secret.

saw this scene.

Fang Xin slapped his thigh heavily, and then yelled:
"I knew this palace has been around for so many years, there must be some good stuff at the bottom of the box."

After the words fell, he moved over, ready to explore what good things were hidden inside.

however.

Just when he couldn't step over and hadn't reached the bookshelf, he suddenly paused.

Immediately afterwards, he slightly pinched his left fingers in surprise:

"Is that so?"

"It seems that apart from the three masters in this island palace, the others will not last long."

"It's just a bird, a rabbit, and a lackey."

After the words fell, he didn't care about other things anymore, he just picked up the bookshelf casually, and began to read the various books on it.

Sure enough, it was exactly as he expected.

Most of the books above are some astronomy and geography drawings and the like.

It's like some miscellaneous notes.

There seems to be no such thing as supernatural powers and spells.

However, Fang Xin is holding on to these miscellaneous notes at this moment, and he still has a vague feeling of excitement in his whole body:

"I knew that there must be treasures in the garbage dump. So there is such a history of Sanshan Palace?"

"The unity of the evil way has been inherited from ancient times."

"If that's the case, the three old fellows and the other two old ghosts must have had the opportunity to cooperate with each other before."

Unexpectedly, the period recorded in this miscellaneous note turned out to be the period of Yemen Palace.

It is obviously more than an era higher than now.

In this case, it is no wonder that Sanshan Palace has a long history, and most of the things are relatively complete, very complete.

Feelings are the predecessors of the evil sect generation after generation, who have accumulated experience for them, and then digested and absorbed by them, creating their own path.

Wonderful!

After reading the astronomy and geography of that era, Fang Xin couldn't help frowning slightly:

"If the land recorded on it is correct, then it has changed a lot compared to before."

"Today's coastal waterfront has expanded nearly ten thousand miles outward compared to before."

"If the time recorded on it is correct, then it is only 5000 years."

"...This seems a bit strange!"

If it is only three to five thousand years, the land can be expanded by nearly ten thousand miles.

Then this is a little scary.

More importantly, when he first entered the mirage, he had observed it in that forest.

It's really a mountain that juts out, not a depression that goes into the bottom of the sea.

There are tricks.

There must be a deeper secret here.

Thinking of when he crossed the Lihun River, he heard that the Lihun River was a restriction set by the legendary Da Neng.

Then this four-sided frontier barren is even more interesting.

Thinking of this, Fang Xin couldn't help shivering, and then casually threw all the books he had browsed back to the bookshelf:

"Let's look at supernatural powers first."

"There are so many skills that you don't overwhelm yourself. Since you are here this time, you have to bring back all the inheritance from Sanshan Palace for who knows how many years."

Thinking of this, I just watched him wave his sleeves, and then, with his own thoughts, he quickly swept from the outside to the inside of the first blue brick in the first row of the entire room:

Brush brush!
One inheritance after another fell into his soul, and one spell after another was accepted by him.

When the quantity is small, it is normal.

But if the number of such spells is huge, then even Fang Xin can't help but pause a bit:
"It's a bit too big!"

One or two spells are just a drizzle to him, he can digest and absorb them in just an instant, and understand the essence of them.

But the problem is.

The spell in front of him is simply overwhelming, and there are too many ants and they will kill the elephant.

Not to mention, among these inheritances, each inheritance has its own spiritual imprint, densely packed in Fang Xin's altar.

For a moment, he felt his head was swollen.

at last.

Relying on Fa You Yuan Ling's supernatural powers, he sorted out for an hour in a daze before collecting the mountain and sea-like spells in his spiritual altar.

Immediately afterwards, he took a deep breath:

"I used to underestimate Sanshan Palace."

"The number of supernatural powers and spells here is really as profound as mountains and seas."

All of the [-] spells have already entered his altar.

Although he is not practicing.

But treating it as a memory and keeping it in one's own soul is more or less a heritage.

After all, there are too many spells.

As small as that kind of spiritualism, as big as the production of Ten Thousand Soul Banners and the Nether Sea, there are brief introductions.

It's really like mountains and seas.

More importantly, after collecting so many spells, he has also found a spell that suits him.

And it should definitely be Sanshan Palace, compared to the spells at the bottom of the box:
"The method of rebirth in the fetus!"

This is a spell that can enable practitioners to escape with their lives in the most dangerous moments.

"If you can master this spell, even if you only have the remnants of your soul, you can still hide it in your belly."

"If you find a suitable woman, you will be able to go through the October pregnancy again and conceive again."

"Although everything has to be restarted after conception, this is an extremely important spell to replenish the foundation."

"It's definitely the bottom of the box!"

Although it is said to practice spells and so on, it will be dissolved after practicing this great method, and there will even be a phenomenon of mystery in the womb.

Although it is said that this mystery in the womb has not been awakened by a person with a high enough practice, there is only a very small chance to be able to wake up by himself.

It is also easy to be preyed by various monsters, or wild beasts before awakening in the womb.

But that's pretty good.

After all, this is to make up for the foundation and rebirth, not to take possession of the body casually.

Really say it.

In fact, to a certain extent, this spell is equivalent to reversing yin and yang and changing fate against the sky.

It's just a little random.

It can be said that this spell and his purple microcosmic sky spell can be said to complement each other, and they are a perfect match.

not to mention.

Fang Xin, who has absorbed all the spiritual thoughts, naturally understands which inheritance is heavier and more precious.

It can be said.

The only one that can be compared with this spell is the other one he got, which is called Xiantian One Qi Fire Thunder Art:
"Although this thunder method is very powerful, it can be called a punishment on behalf of the heavens, but after all, it doesn't match my personality so well."

"What's more, if you want to cultivate this spell, you have to go up against the spring thunder and give birth to the innate energy that makes the sound of spring thunder."

"Resisting the sky thunder with the body of a practitioner, if you don't do it well, you will be punished by the sky. This is a joke with your own life."

The first thunder of spring, the first thunder.

Even if he has practiced up to now, he does not dare, does not want to go up, and provokes casually.

When someone else practiced this spell, the first spring thunder might be a little stronger, able to chop people half to death.

But if he goes up.

He reckoned that when the time came, the deceitful method he created that could reverse yin and yang would probably be suspended.

But God found out that he was pretending to be his son and enjoyed such good treatment.

He couldn't even imagine how he would die.

Thinking of this, he started to practice real practice, which is called Taizang Rebirth Dafa.

Sit cross-legged.

Afterwards, Fang Xin fell into a trance, as if he had returned to the feeling he had when he was still a fetus.

Womb, womb...

How can one hide without practicing fetal breath?

The prerequisite for practicing this method of womb storage and rebirth is to engrave one's own womb breath state into one's body and mind.

The body can breath, this is a small problem.

Basically, people who have practiced to a certain level can do this step, which can be said to be relatively easy.

But the problem is.

If it is from the body to penetrate the fetal breath into the soul and into the aura, it will be more difficult.

And it’s not as big as One Plus One.

To be honest, this spell can be said to be the most difficult spell Fang Xin has practiced so far.

But between an hour.

Fang Xin, who had been breathing in meditation, opened his eyes involuntarily:
"This fetal breath is really difficult."

"If it is true, according to this efficiency, this spell will take at least 20 years to complete."

"It's just cultivation."

"I didn't expect to have such a spell that doesn't rely on talent or resources. Anyone who comes has to polish it carefully."

People are numb.

This technique is based on the ten breaths of the emerald storehouse of spiritual light, followed by the hundred breaths. Only when one enters the fetal storehouse and regenerates the storehouse can one truly complete the practice.

And if he really wants to practice to great success, then he has to practice for more than a hundred years.

This is the real kung fu of water grinding through water.

This thing can't be faked.

You can't provide that kind of condition.

Anyway, within a certain period of time, the state of your body's fetal breath can only allow you to let your spiritual light practice and conceive for such a long time.

After time, you will be mentally exhausted.

If the time for practice is not enough, then the time for completion will have to be postponed again.

With his Fa Youyuan Ling, he can be regarded as a master-level figure. If he wants to practice to great success, it will take at least 120 years.

Is there still a king's law?

Is there still a law for this?

But there is no way, in order to increase a guarantee for oneself, then this spell must also be practiced.

What's more, after this spell has been truly cultivated, even if it is the magic spell, it can still have good luck.

This is simply amazing!

So, the moment Fang Xin saw this spell, Fang Xin decided to practice it, and carried it out unswervingly:

"There is no absolute winner on the road of cultivation, the one who survives to the end is the real king."

"I just have enough to live."

When thinking of this, Fang Xin randomly picked out a few paper figurines from his pocket, and buried them in this book:

"It's all here, let's leave some souvenirs."

After the words fell, he looked out leisurely, and there seemed to be a hint of a smile in his eyes:
"Wealth and honor don't return home, it's like walking in brocade clothes at night, you really are, rushing to give me face."

When he came to this point, he couldn't help but subconsciously, he made a hexagram in a trader and then pinched his fingers:
"The aura of robbery has indeed been completely transferred to the named disciple, and has been consumed by him."

"This time, there is no crisis, it's a very successful operation."

When he thought of this, he shook his head first, then took out the three copper coins in his hand again, and then shook his head:

"You should be more cautious."

"If someone can really deceive the secret, it will be mysterious."

Although the burning feeling in his heart could no longer be concealed.

Desperately want to go out and take two steps.

But returning home with wealth is returning home, but if it really falls into someone's mouth, then you will really be a fool.

however.

Just when Fang Xin was about to come out.

All I could see was a big snake with green scales hundreds of feet galloping down from the sky, looming in the clouds and mist:

"sssssssssssssssssssssssssssss..."

Thousands of miles of dark clouds are dancing along the entire Yinyun Mountain Range.

The black cloud is getting deeper and heavier.

Gives a sense of the eve of an impending storm:

boom!Click!Rumble!

next moment.

I only heard three crisp sounds in the originally silent Dao Palace:

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

Three shocking sounds woke up the entire Sanshan Palace, inside and outside, and all the practitioners.

a time.

Whether it is a low-level practitioner who has just opened the ancestral orifice, but those who have already entered the meditation and become the master of the courtyard.

At this moment, everyone is at a loss, looking at the dark sky at a loss:
"What's the matter, what happened?"

"The Palace Master has returned from Qingming!"

"What is it that can provoke the palace master to be so angry and stir up the cloud of thousands of miles?"

"It's over, something happened, something happened!"

"This is going to be a big deal..."

"..."

A sound of doubt and exclamation, suspicion and indifference, revealed the most fundamental tone of the entire Sanshan Palace.

And saw this scene.

He saw the Snake Emperor, who stirred up the cloud for thousands of miles, and emerged from the clouds like a dragon.

Fang Cheng, who was stepping on a cloud of green smoke, looked a little heavy in his eyes:

"Hope it's not what I thought it would be..."

(End of this chapter)