Taoist Fang Xian

Chapter 282
Used the magic weapon to leave Qingye Castle.

Master Fulong glanced back cautiously, and then sped away towards the distance:

"...Fortunately!"

across hundreds of thousands of miles.

Daoist Fulong, who had been following the Dragon King Prince, returned to the Demon Suppressing Sect.

Take a closer look.

I can only see the grandeur of the Demon Sect in this town.

The high mountains are connected one by one, and even each high mountain is hundreds of feet high.

Like one sharp sword after another.

On the entire high mountain, there are all kinds of arenas and altars used to practice and practice.

more importantly.

At the farthest point of the mountain, there stands a tall pagoda that is a thousand feet high.

That pagoda is near the torrential river.

Even a little shadow can be reflected next to the lake.

The night blooms with scorching light.

It can even illuminate hundreds of miles around.

And this pagoda is a demon-suppressing pagoda that has subdued many demons and is famous in the ten directions.

"Master Master, I'm back!"

With a loud shout, I saw that the real Fulong walked into the very simple-looking Fumo hall in a very embarrassed way.

Looking inside.

I only saw that in this hall, there was only one gossip-shaped altar, and an old man who looked like a fairy sitting on it.

I heard what Fulong Master said.

The leader couldn't help but suddenly opened his eyes:
"brush!"

A crimson light bloomed.

Vaguely, it seems that this piece of sky has become bloody.

saw this scene.

Daoist Fulong, who just came to Fumotang, couldn't help but froze at this moment:
"Teacher Daoist, the blood-fiend, ghost-covering hand, has probably reached the stage of cultivation by now."

"It's just that the evil spirit is a bit too heavy."

Even though he is a great Dharma minister, he can't stand this evil aura anymore.

Opening his eyes and looking at Reverend Fulong in front of him, Reverend You Ming, the head teacher of the Demon Suppressing Sect, said calmly:
"But it's done?"

Hearing what his head teacher said, that Fulong Master had a bitter expression on his face, and said to Master You Ming:
"Senior Brother Sect Leader, I messed up the matter."

"This time, not only did we not capture those two evil dragons into the Demon Suppression Tower, we even encountered an old monster."

"If it wasn't for the great name of our Demon Suppressing Sect, which made him have some scruples, I'm afraid my junior brother would lose his life."

As the real person in charge, this real person of Nether is naturally a real master of the three calamities of form refining.

Especially the Blood Fiend Netherworld Covering Hand he practiced, which is his famous spell.

According to the legend, the reason why he was able to achieve the dharma is precisely because he practiced this spell in a bloody place.

Although the evil spirit is very heavy.

But it just fits the style of Zhen Yaozong.

So, this real Youming naturally became the head of the demon sect.

I heard what Fulong Master said.

The real You Ming who sat cross-legged in the center of the altar suddenly stood up.

Followed by.

All he saw was a sea of ​​blood flying up from behind him:

"Whoa..."

Vaguely, there seemed to be a giant hand covering the sky, holding up this surging sea of ​​blood, making him look very terrifying:
"You said you screwed things up?"

"From the beginning to the end, you can handle things that are completely arranged by yourself?"

Although it was only two inquiries, the heart of Master Fu Long couldn't help trembling when he heard these words.

But Master Fulong, who knew the style of the master, could not help but answer truthfully:

"Things are simple."

"But the younger brother really screwed up."

"Even, even the wishful ring bestowed by the real master teacher has been damaged, and it cannot be fully accomplished."

"Please also punish the master master!"

When it came to the end, he couldn't help lowering his head slightly, and he seemed to have a feeling of pleading guilty.

This Ruyi ring is a magic weapon specially refined by Master Youming with Ruyi fine gold.

Being big or small is just his appearance.

Although it is said that this magic weapon only has the power of one refinement, it has a magic power sealed inside.

If it is really displayed by him.

Then the prince and Prime Minister Gui, I'm afraid they can only wait to be restrained.

But it's a pity that the wishful ring has not been really activated by him, so it hurts its vitality and spirituality.

It was precisely because of this that he missed the opportunity to take the dragon son of the Hailong clan into the Demon Suppressing Sect.

This is a missed opportunity to seize luck.

I heard Master Fulong say this.

Master Youming glanced at him quietly at first, and then said softly when the scalp of Master Fulong felt numb.
"If it fails, then leave him alone."

"Since you were able to escape with your life, it means that the old monster you met took into account the prestige of our Demon Suppressing Sect."

"After this matter is over, I will personally go to the city to talk to that old monster and see how much he really has."

After hearing what Master Netherworld said, Master Fulong couldn't help but glance at the senior brother in front of him with some surprise.

Immediately afterwards, he understood a little.

If you can get the brother in charge to say this sentence next time, then I am afraid that there is really a big trouble.

What's more, this trouble is so serious that even he, the real master of the three kalpas of refining the form, may not be able to suppress it.

Otherwise.

Someone really ruined the plan of my senior brother in charge. With my senior brother's style, I am afraid that they have already hit the door.

Thinking of this, Master Fulong couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, and then said respectfully:
"Follow the master's will."

the other side.

In his small courtyard, Fang Xin, who had adjusted his breath for several months, came to Wang Mingli's courtyard leisurely again:
"I came here uninvited, and I hope Mr. Wang will not be offended!"

Looking at Wang Mingli in front of him, Fang Xin was very humble and polite, as if he were facing a Taoist friend who had achieved success in spiritual practice.

Looking at Fang Xin in front of him, Wang Mingli showed great enthusiasm:

"How can a distinguished guest be rude when you come to the door? I heard that I have been practicing for more than a month, so I didn't bother."

"Nowadays, the Taoist priest came here in person, and I naturally feel extremely happy. The Taoist priest is here to invite you soon."

Wang Mingli was very enthusiastic and invited Fang Xin directly to the gazebo where they drank tea and chatted.

Wait until both parties are seated.

Wang Mingli took out his new tea again, and began to explain the origin of this tea to Fang Xin:
"This is my specialty mountain rock tea."

"Although the name is relatively simple, the tea lives up to its name."

"It still takes several days for this brewed tea to fully melt. The best thing is that it still releases the fragrance steadily."

"After I got this tea, I haven't tasted it yet. Now that the Taoist priest is here, it's a good time to taste it with me."

After finishing speaking, he directly took out a piece of shale-like thing from the small jar.

Then pour it into the teapot.

The whole movement is smooth and flowing, and there seems to be a faint rhythm between them.Saw this scene.

Fang Xin couldn't help applauding and said:
"No matter how many times I've seen it, sir's tea-making skills are so smooth."

"It can be said that technology is close to Tao!"

These words are not compliments, but what can really be felt from this flowing movement.

Although it is not supernatural powers.

But under the peace of mind, it can be regarded as a bit of silence.

I heard Fang Xin's praise.

Wang Mingli first pushed the tea over, and then smiled slightly:
"The Taoist priest is absurd."

When he said this, he was a little curious, and asked Fang Xin:
"Did the Taoist priest see the thunderstorm a while ago?"

"Suddenly everything changes from cloud to cloud."

"Could it be that a person with great supernatural powers casts spells, and can't push the clouds and spread the rain?"

Hearing Wang Mingli's question, Fang Xin couldn't help but smile faintly.

Then, just watch him pick up the cup of tea, and then he said calmly:
"This Qingye City may not seem big, but it also possesses many mysteries."

"Maybe there will really be a person with great supernatural powers who lives in seclusion here."

Hearing Fang Xin's words, Wang Mingli couldn't help but burst out laughing:
"The Taoist priest is really humorous."

"Our royal family has been stationed here for thousands of years. For such a long time, we haven't seen a few people who have practiced, except for the Taoist priest."

"If there is really a supernatural power, then it must be the Taoist priest!"

When it came to the end, Wang Mingli couldn't help laughing out loud.

After chatting for a while.

Then Fang Xin got to the point:

"I hit it off very well with my husband, and I can't say it later, so I borrowed it in the mansion of my husband."

"Nowadays, I have something important to go out, and I hope that Mr. can leave a door for me to come in and out."

Hearing this, Wang Mingli was slightly taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said:
"Since the Taoist Master has something to do, I can't dissuade him any more."

"As I once said."

"The gate of this palace is always open to the Taoist priest, and the Taoist priest just treats it as his home."

"This door will always be reserved for Taoist priests."

Hearing what Wang Mingli said, Fang Xin couldn't help laughing very heartily:
"Since Mr. has said so, I can finally rest assured."

"It's not easy to come across a treasured place of geomantic omen. I don't want to go out for a swim, and I won't be able to find my home when I turn around."

Just like that, two people with similar temperaments were chatting in the courtyard while drinking tea.

Although the two sides are not far or near.

It seemed that they just maintained a very normal and respectful attitude.

But both of them felt that their hearts were very peaceful, as if they had met a confidant.

for days.

After finally making the pot of tea thoroughly, Fang Xin took his leave and left:

"The Taoist priest must come back early!"

Wang Mingli looked at Fang Xin who was leaving in the distance, and said such a call in his mouth.

Walking on the high road.

Fang Xin walked towards the distance, and said softly:
"As long as my husband leaves the door for me, then this family will never forget it."

"Sir, let's go back first..."

Under Fang Xin's feet, the long road was quickly brought to an end by him.

For a while.

He has already left Qingye City far away, and walked to the distant Huanghuang Avenue.

And just after he left.

All I could see was the originally huge Qingye City, which started to rise in all directions, and the mist slowly rose.

The fog covers the sky and the sun.

Vaguely, it seems that the entire city is completely covered and immersed in it.

The mist is very mysterious.

In a trance, there seems to be a spectacle like a mirage in the legend.

"call……"

A breeze blows.

The original faint mist gradually disappeared.

And the Qingye Castle that originally stood there slowly disappeared into place, leaving no trace of him.

……

Walking on the high road.

Fang Xin first stood on this high place and glanced back into the distance.

When he was sure he was far enough away, he turned into a burst of fire and disappeared into the distant sky:
"boom!"

The flames continued to rise.

After a series of long-distance evasions, Fang Xin slowly walked out of the void.

Looking into the distance.

I can only see a little bit of fireworks rising on the endless plain in the distance.

It looks peaceful and quiet.

It seems that people are living and working in peace and contentment.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xin couldn't help but reveal a smile:

"There are no spiritual creatures within the radius."

"I'm afraid I've really arrived now, the area where the Demon Suppressing Sect is located."

The land of Zhongzhou is boundless.

Even in ordinary mountains and forests, there will be several spiritual creatures living in them.

And under his pair of eyes.

In this boundless plain, where countless creatures live, there is nothing strange about it.

Impressively.

This should be the famous Demon Suppressing Sect, which controls tens of thousands of miles.

After all, only the Demon Suppressing Sect is so decisive towards many practitioners and spiritual beings outside of its own family.

Whether it is a human being or a demon.

As long as they are in this area, they cannot escape the fate of being suppressed.

After such a long time, it has long since been suppressed how many monsters and monsters have been suppressed in the Demon Suppressing Tower.

It can be called a place where gods and demons dance wildly.

It is precisely because of this that the Town Demon Tower is so frightening.

Step out.

Afterwards, Fang Xin stepped into this boundless plain.

For a moment, the whole person is like a drop of water in the river, seemingly inconspicuous:

"Whoa..."

And practitioners like him are coming from all directions at this moment, towards the ten thousand li territory where the Demon Suppressing Sect is located.

Some of them are monsters and demons.

These people don't seem to have anything good to do.

(End of this chapter)