Taoist Fang Xian

Chapter 263
the other side.

Fang Xin, who was sitting cross-legged in the Lihuo Palace, twitched the fishing rod lightly.

Afterwards, through the water curtain, many of the pills were taken out from the little water curtain.

I saw the pills of various colors in it, and saw many pills exuding burning aura.

Fang Xin couldn't help but sighed, then shook his head and said:
"Why are you so stubborn?"

"We're still good friends whether we see through or not, that's all...that's all..."

After the words fell, he only looked at the fishing rod in his hand, and flicked it casually behind him:
"Whoa..."

Countless pills were thrown behind him by the fishing rod, and then fell behind him like rain.

Take a closer look.

I can only see that there seems to be a long torrential river vaguely in the Lihuo Palace.

And the many pills that he just fished out fell into this surging river.

Not only that.

If someone really has the eyes of Dharma, they will be able to see that what flows in this river is not an ordinary current.

But one pill after another.

This long river formed entirely of medicinal pills appeared in the dark, circling around Fang Xin.

It seems that there is no origin, and there is no return date.

saw this scene.

Fang Xin personally shook his head involuntarily, and then said:
"Unknowingly, a Dan River has been accumulated."

"Keep working harder, and when you achieve the dharma form, you will be an alchemist with your own Dan River."

"Sure enough, you still have to rely on the big forces."

After the words fell, the fishing rod in his hand fell in front of him again, like a mirror in the water waves.

A crisp voice sounded.

After a while, the fishing rod appeared out of the water and trees again, was caught by him, and fell into the Nadan River.

The whole process is very skilled.

It seems like I don't know how many times I have experienced it.

at last.

After fishing more than a dozen times, Fang Xin stretched himself, and then threw the fishing rod in his hand aside:
"It has been raised for more than 20 years, and now I have finally pulled out all the practitioners in the Dayin Dynasty."

"It's really not easy to pull out everyone at once. Leeks still have to keep their roots."

For the many cultivators hidden in the Dayin Dynasty, Fang Xin has always attacked with an iron fist, not giving them the slightest chance to breathe.

After all, the world is so big.

He is in charge of the entire court practice world, so there is no need to have other practitioners, and other practitioners can't do much.

So uprooting is best.

At the beginning, the reason why he passed on this improved alchemy technique was that he had the idea of ​​cutting leeks.

Anyway, each of these practitioners has a profound background.

As long as you have practiced the technique of dividing pills, then basically it will be a panacea for the last time.

And it's still the kind that refines itself into a higher-level elixir, who wouldn't like it?

Uprooted practitioners.

Then, the entire Dayin Dynasty, up and down, as long as it is related to alchemy, you can only ask his opinion.

It can be said that his own competitiveness has been greatly improved, and he is not afraid of being ambushed by these guys one day to pick peaches.

more importantly.

The group of ordinary people who have practiced the art of dividing pills are still growing up.

It's not yet time to flower and bear fruit.

During this process, he had to take good care of him and cultivate him, and he even had to slowly increase his background.

So I don't have time to play around with those people.

Stretching out his hand to grab it, he could only see the Dan River vaguely appearing in the sky, and he took it into the three-treasure jade gourd:

"This Dan River needs too many elixirs."

"Even if they really started with alchemy, there are very few alchemy masters at the Dharma level who have their own alchemy."

"I didn't expect the Snake Emperor to be so wanton and indulgent. After all, he is just a small person who can farm by himself."

"Everything has to be cultivated and maintained slowly, and the harvest time should not be far away..."

When it came to this, Fang Xin couldn't help but look into the distance.

vaguely in between.

He seemed to see ripe pills one after another, and he was putting himself in the alchemy furnace, mixing all kinds of medicinal materials thoroughly, and refining himself into good pills.

This Danhe is amazing.

It can be said that it is a concept that belongs exclusively to true alchemy masters.

A real master of alchemy may not necessarily own Danhe, but the one who owns Danhe must be a master of alchemy.

Every alchemy river has its own characteristics, and it is the embodiment of the alchemy master's own way.

Say nothing else.

Owning Danhe is equivalent to owning a steady stream of treasures that can automatically refine alchemy.

From panacea to treasure.

Even the secrets of Xuandan and Jindan in the legend need Danhe's assistance to complete.

At that time, the reason why Taoist Mu said that the Snake Emperor was a second-rate alchemist and that there was no possibility of touching the golden alchemy was because the Snake Emperor himself did not have the Dan River.

Naturally, it is impossible to touch the golden core.

At this moment, Fang Xin was putting away everything and preparing to practice with his eyes closed to complete today's practice.

The whole person only felt a slight movement in the sky above his Lingtai:
"Huh? What's going on here?"

After the words fell, his eyes turned into a starry sky in the blink of an eye, and then he looked towards the sky.

Stars are changing in his eyes.

Vaguely, there seems to be Nanchen Beidou appearing in it.

Looking into the Lingtai.

All I could see was that the demon god's fate, which was originally condensed with gossip to fix the golden wolf, suddenly had a very solid black and yellow aura on it.

That aura of black and yellow is unpredictable.

More importantly, it seemed that he had the weight of a mountain, and he felt some pressure in his aura that was almost condensed into substance.

see this scene.

Seeing the sudden appearance of this dark and yellow aura, Fang Xin's whole heart moved, and then he quickly pinched his left hand.

After a while, his brows slowly stretched, and he said in surprise:
"I didn't expect that so much calamity would be wiped out just by saying it is wiped out?"

"It's only been 20 years."

"It seems that during this time, he should have experienced a lot!"

In just twenty years, he was able to cultivate from a beginner to a high-grade realm.

This is simply genius among geniuses.

However, Fang Xin didn't care too much about the speed of his practice.

After all, every few years, he would give the emperor a little bit of sweetness, lend him a hint of blackness, and increase his lifespan by three to five years.

This black and yellow aura also came from Zhou Qing's body.

It is precisely because of this.

Every few years, Zhou Qing would vomit blood because of his frequent madness in practice.

Now, he is used to it.

More importantly, every time Fang Xin draws Xuanhuang Qi, he will give Zhou Qing a little sweetness.

In other words.

For more than 20 years, Zhou Qing grew up eating the pills from his corrupt Dayin Dynasty.

If he really had such good conditions back then, he would have already achieved top rank.

Where do we have to wait 20 years?
Of course, the obliteration of calamity requires participation in various things, generally speaking, it is obliterated from conflicts and struggles.

So, in just 20 years, a catastrophe in the fate of gods and demons has been wiped out.

If someone told him that Zhou Qing had a disaster every three days and a disaster every five steps, Fang Xin would think it was normal.

If you don't choke on drinking water, you will be sorry for this demon-level catastrophe.

however.

After counting all the news, Fang Xin suddenly frowned:

"After many hardships, now, Zhou Qing has achieved a top grade, which can be regarded as a tyrant in the frontier."

"But the background is still too shallow after all."

"Just relying on his current talent, if he wants to achieve the Dharma, it will be even more difficult, even impossible."

"In this case, this registered disciple will become a bit tasteless."

Crossing rivers and demolishing bridges is already the instinct of evil people.

But then, Fang Xin personally realized Zhou Qing's contribution to him, and then sighed faintly:

"That's all, after all, there is some affection."

"If there is a burning of bridges now, it will make me look too unkind after all."

"Since this is the case, then reward him with the spell of refining swords into pills and building sword mounds."

After the words fell, he took out a jade tablet carved by him from his pocket, and then lightly brushed the space in front of him:

"Whoa..."

A picture like water waves appears.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Xin threw the jade tablet carved by himself into it.

As the jade tablet fell into the water.

The entire water wave screen slowly disappeared, and then completely reflected in the void.

After rewarding the reward, Fang Xin couldn't help shaking his head slightly:
"You're still too kind."

"Good and honest people will always suffer."

This technique of practicing swords into pills and building sword mounds is a technique that he deduced through the great method of collecting medicine with this pill.

The advantage of this spell is that when the practitioner's lifespan is approaching, he can practice this flying sword that is separated from his own life into a sword pill.

It is even more possible to completely sacrifice one's own energy and energy to this sword pill, making this sword pill more spiritual.

It can be said that once this sword pill is truly mastered, even after the Taoist's death, this sword pill will still have the full strength of the Taoist.

It is a sect that can be used as a bottom-line spell.

And it is even more important to build the Sword Tomb.

When Zhou Qing's lifespan ends, he will use himself as the sword pill of this high-grade flying sword to build a sword mound.

Then, the many sword pills after the death of his descendants also began to slowly raise his sword pills at this time.

What's more, if the descendants of the next generation have something suitable for them, they can also refine this sword pellet into their own flying sword.

This is equivalent to having the escort of the seniors, which can be said to directly confirm the status of the future, and it has a security guarantee.

Through the upbringing of the sect from generation to generation, through the continuous contributions of many disciples.

Then maybe one day, the core sword pill can truly become a Heaven-reaching Dharma Sword.

At that time, it is time for him to really pick the fruit.

Thinking of this, Fang Xin quickly shook his head and dismissed the idea:

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, the disciple really has good intentions and has no other ideas at all."

After solving the so-called future sect inheritance practice problem of the registered disciples.

Fang Xin has a more thorough understanding of the technique of crossing the catastrophe and replacing the catastrophe, and has a deeper understanding of the practice of the purple microcosmic sky technique:

"If this can be done."

"Then next, I'm afraid my task will be even more difficult."

"A registered disciple is easy to solve."

"If there are too many registered disciples, then each has to deal with it in a different way."

Although it is said that his altar is clear at the moment, his fate at the level of a demon god is completely favored by heaven and earth.

But he feels that people still have to look into the distance after all.

This is the most important thing to plan ahead.

If he accidentally did something earth-shattering, then this demon god's fate probably wouldn't be able to keep him.

Maybe even have to abandon the car to protect the handsome.

so.

Prepare a group of registered disciples in advance and let them take the blame for themselves, then this matter is simply too perfect.

After pinching her fingers, Fang Xin nodded slightly, and then laughed:

"It seems that today is really my lucky day, and this day is all about luck."

"Although it will take a while for me to plan, I will really be able to try to take the last step."

"However, if this embryo rebirth technique can really be cultivated, it will be an excellent opportunity for me."

When I thought of this, I only saw him waving his hands, and he immediately closed all directions.

Followed by.

The whole person was in this great hall, closing his eyes and contemplating the gods, and then his mind fell into the dark.

Start right now.

Not only did his body enter the fetal breath chamber, but even his aura began to slowly condense.

The condensed spiritual light condensed into substance, metaphorically, as if it were like a fetus in the mother's belly.

One breath, one breath.

The whole process is done internally, even communicating with celestial bodies.

Time passed little by little.

After the last breath was completed, all I saw was that piece of spiritual light, which suddenly condensed together, and then scattered, turning into a sky full of stars.

Followed by.

Fang Xin, who had been practicing with her eyes closed, opened her eyes with a smile on her face:
"The art of rebirth of the fetus has been completed."

"Together is a ball of fire, scattered is a sky full of stars, a single spark can start a prairie fire, it really has the meaning of rebirth from the womb."

Now that he has practiced the technique of rebirth from the womb, it can be said that his own practice has also taken a big step forward.

Next, you only need to follow the steps step by step, and you only need to follow the plan to proceed bit by bit.

thought of here.

I just saw him flicking a little in his sleeve, and then he grabbed out a small paper figure only three inches in size.

An aura flashed slightly in his eyes.

Afterwards, he couldn't help showing a satisfied smile:

"It's a perfect match..."

(End of this chapter)