Taoist Fang Xian

Chapter 270
Gather up what you have.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Xin began to truly appreciate the divine power he possessed as a Dharma Aspect:
"Now, I have stepped into the Dharma, and the land of the ancestral aperture is no longer a shortcoming."

"Now I have obtained this Immortal Dao Fruit."

"To be honest, in this barren land outside, there are more or less figures who can be kings and hegemons."

When he said this, he felt his own soul slightly:
"Didn't you think that God has already been discovered?"

"If this is the case, then I can say that I have not wasted this good opportunity."

According to Taoist Mu, an ordinary figure at the Dharma level can practice shape three times at most.

There is only one chance to really prolong life.

That is to say, only those who are truly talented, have a heart, and have a chance can continue to practice and prolong their life.

There is a great possibility for a person of Fayou Yuanling level to find God and find his own method of refining God in the process of cultivation.

It is precisely because of this.

Those who do not have Yuanling level are called the seeds of manifestation.

After all, if you find God, you can practice Taoism. If you have enough Taoism and God has reached a certain level, you can step into the manifestation of the spirit and form.

However, he found that at the moment when he achieved the dharma form, a part of the embryonic form of a god had already appeared in his own Fang Xian Dao fruit.

Say nothing else.

Finding this part of God means that the so-called method of practice has been fully presented in front of him.

Regarding the cultivation of gods, that is to say, the cultivation of gods that belonged exclusively to him, he was already at the point of grasping it.

Thinking of this, I just saw his soul slightly merged into Daoguo, and then, the whole person couldn't help showing a very weird smile:
"It turns out that my God only needs to practice like this?"

"It seems like spells are anthropomorphic after all."

"The method of cultivation that belongs to me alone naturally has my own personality characteristics."

Through his dao fruit, he learned that his law of cultivating gods is very simple.

Because his true heaven-reaching Dafa is the Dafa of the three lives of reincarnation, which involves continuous reincarnation and continuous practice.

And cultivating God is very simple.

Because of the Three-Life Reincarnation Dafa, in the process of continuous reincarnation, his spirit is also constantly being tempered.

As long as there is enough time.

So, basically the so-called spiritual practice can be accomplished naturally without any effort on his part.

In other words, next, he only needs to refine his shape:
"The reason why practitioners need to continue to prolong their lifespan after they step into the top-grade realm is because this is related to a juncture after practicing to the Dharma."

"How much life energy you have, then how much life energy you can win in the first time to avoid disaster and prolong your life."

"Right now, even if nothing else is counted, then in the first life extension and avoidance of disaster, I can win at least [-] years of life span."

"These are enough for the time being."

Thinking of this, he turned his gaze to the huge country in front of him.

After all, this is the real dynasty.

It can be said that the outer barren land is divided into ordinary kingdoms, above which are dynasties, and above dynasties are dynasties.

This is already the country with the most powerful human race in the external wasteland.

Now, in charge of such a force.

Even Fang Xin was a bit reluctant.

But feeling the pitch-black aura that had already condensed into substance on the altar of his home.

Fang Xin couldn't help but sighed faintly:

"That's all, that's all."

"Now, since the Dharma has been achieved through the Dayin Dynasty, then don't stay here any longer."

"Although I may have to leave here in the future, this is my base camp after all."

"In the future, if there is any accident, or if there is an arrangement, you can also make a move here."

When he thought of this, he stepped out of the Lihuo Palace without everyone realizing it, and then walked leisurely towards the outside of the Dayin Dynasty.

It has not been a long time since he became a Dharma Prime Minister, and he really wants to consolidate and consolidate in this Dayin Dynasty.

But the problem is.

Being proficient in the art of heavenly secrets, he knew that what he had done in recent days was really too much.

Not to mention anything else, just this method of reincarnation of three lives has already touched the bottom line of the secret to a certain extent.

And plus all the things he did.

Nowadays, the people in a dynasty are basically himself. This is not the fate of a mere innate demon god, and he can be kept.

If he hadn't suppressed and fused the golden dragon of luck, he had changed his own fate with the help of heaven's secret.

I'm afraid he will be gone by this time.

After all, for so many years, he has taken down countless opponents with the help of this heavenly secret and magic technique and heavenly punishment.

It is estimated that the god above has already regarded him as a thorn in his side.

As long as there is a little negligence.

Then, I am afraid that the next thing to meet him is a fatal blow.

This is the biggest problem faced by practitioners who are proficient in the secrets of heaven. Everything to be done is relatively seamless.

Otherwise you will really die.

As he entered the Dharma Realm, his various magical powers and spells had already undergone earth-shaking changes.

Especially the Three-Life Reincarnation Dafa, which is a heaven-reaching Dafa that he really practiced.

It can be said that the threshold of many of his spells has been raised at once, and it has reached a level that can be called a qualitative change.

It is precisely because of this.

Now with his fire escape technique, he can reach tens of thousands of miles in just one stroke.

It can be said to be extremely terrifying.

It's just that he didn't completely rely on this clear and mysterious sky fire crystal to escape and keep hiding.

Because the calamity aura on his forehead was already thick to a certain extent.

If there is no further relief.

Then maybe in the future, he will also encounter a certain degree of suffering.

Especially now that the practice world is extremely outrageous, who knows where a real boss will suddenly pop up?

It was precisely because of this that while he was walking in the void, he casually took out the materials he had obtained from the Dayin Dynasty over the years.

The three-flavored real fire is burning.

After a while, more than a dozen magic weapons that could be called high-grade level appeared in his hands.

Among them are bells, tripods, towers, mirrors... there are all kinds of them, each with their own extraordinary abilities.

Although I only know how to perform sacrifices casually.

But a high-level man who has truly learned from technique to law and has practiced to the level of Dharma appearance has left enough insights.

Really say it.

These high-grade magic weapons that he casually refined, in the high-grade realm, are enough to touch the corners and corners of the magic spirit.

If there is someone who can refine this magic weapon and understand it to a certain extent.

Maybe in this life, there is really a possibility of cultivating the Dharma and having the Yuanling.

While walking in the void.

All he saw was a cloud of fire, and a fiery red lotus was born under his feet.

The left hand keeps cutting off:
"Now, I have cultivated the Dharma, and I have escaped for tens of thousands of miles, and the barren land outside is no longer a natural moat."

"In this way, even if it is a distant place, there are people who are talented in the sky, and I can take them under my command."

"I just don't know who is the closest to me."

While stepping on the Nine Palaces, Fang Xin pinched the formula in his hand, and after a while, a smile appeared on his whole body:
"For a talent with blue-purple luck, the scope of the search has expanded, and it's really really good."

Thinking of this, he only saw him stepping out, and then his whole body suddenly turned into a flame and disappeared there.

boom!
Flames soared into the sky among the clouds.

Standing on top of the fire cloud, Fang Xin looked at the little beggar in the city:

"Golden scales are not things in the pond. They will turn into dragons in a storm. This is my motto. I hope you, little fellow, will achieve something in the future."

When the words fell, he watched him casually pinch the sword on his forehead, and slashed slightly:
"brush!"

Immediately afterwards, in the scene that can only be seen by extremely high-level characters who have practiced the secret and wonderful art.

On Fang Xin's forehead, the black calamity that was so thick that it was about to cover his whole body was suddenly cut off a small piece by his sword finger.

Although it seems to be only the size of a fist.

But if such a huge catastrophe is thrown down, an ordinary top-rank person can't bear it.

This requires constant grinding.

Holding the ball in his hand is very terrifying, it seems to have a powerful contagious aura, only to see Fang Xin's hands constantly saying:

"Qianyuan Nine Seals, Forbidden!"

After the words fell, he could only see nine different golden characters mixed with different hexagrams as he kept pinching his left hand.

Seal the large group of calamity on the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella in it.

As he typed the nine ancient characters.

The Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella that has just been refined, its original brilliant spirituality, has changed rapidly under the suppression of the calamity.

For a while.

I only saw that the original Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella, which was still very beautiful and majestic, has become tattered.

What's even more outrageous is that the originally beautiful umbrella now has loopholes one after another.

It looks like it has been punctured.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xin could not help but twitch the corner of his mouth slightly:
"This group of catastrophe is really great."

If we simply talk about digestion, a Dharma Friend Yuanling level person who works hard and spends a period of time can digest this mass of calamity energy.

But if it wears off, it's great.

Although this small group seems to be much smaller than the large group given to Zhou Qing.

But the essence is even more outrageous.

Compared with Zhou Qing's robbery, it will only be more, not less. Without a high-grade posture, he is not qualified to carry this thing at all.

But fortunately, this little beggar in front of him has a purple luck.

Coupled with his support.

Even if there is no way to achieve Fayou Yuanling in the future, it will be no problem to wear away the calamity in his hands.

Immediately afterwards, I just watched him throw it away, and then left without paying attention:
"Dangdang!"

The little beggar Zhang Baishan, who was only 11 years old when he was hit on the head by a broken umbrella from the sky, was very upset:
"Who? Who is it?"

These days, even beggars are bullied, do they still have morality, do they have self-respect?
However, after looking around, he found that in this small ruined temple, he seemed to be the only beggar, and there was no other shadow.

Turn your head away.

When he really looked at this broken umbrella, he couldn't help but froze:

"Uh……"

The three umbrella-related spells rushed into his mind the moment he saw this umbrella in a very arrogant manner:
"boom!!"

If it weren't for his strong willpower.

If he hadn't sharpened part of his will when he was a beggar again.

I'm afraid he passed out long ago.

Even so, his brows and veins were bulging, as if he was enduring some terrible torture.

However, after half an hour passed, although he was still sweating profusely, he was as skinny as a stick. He looked as if he was seriously ill and could not live for a few days.

But there was an unprecedented brilliance in his eyes:
"Xianyuan really hit my head!"

"I don't have to be a beggar anymore..."

the other side.

For so many years, Fang Xin, who had already thoroughly studied this secret spell, no longer cared about the first little beggar who was hit.

Along the way, he dropped the things in his hands one after another.

For a while.

More than a dozen different instruments were all thrown down by him:

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"...Ouch!"

"..."

Then he looked towards his spiritual platform.

All he could see was that the black cloud that was overwhelming the city, as if it was going to swallow him up, was suddenly emptied.

even.

Because that strand of condensed mysterious yellow energy lingered above his altar.

It seemed that there were multicolored rays of light on his altar, which seemed to be a sign of great luck!

While pinching her fingers, Fang Xin couldn't help showing a very clear smile:

"I haven't practiced in vain for so many years."

"At least I am now quite proficient in the art of tribulation."

"Faxiang is different from before!"

When it came to the end, Fang Xin let out a bad breath, as if he had turned from a farmer to a landlord.

I have to say, it feels really good to actually become a meat eater.

Especially the outer barren land is boundless.

In such a boundless and vast world, his whole being can indulge in willful indulgence.

Because Dharma is the biggest carnivore in this external wasteland.

In the past, I was trembling.

In the past, when facing the master of the retreat level, he felt that his life was controlled by him.

Now he has become an alchemist.

No matter where you go, you can get some respect, this is the status of an alchemist!

(End of this chapter)