Taoist Fang Xian

Chapter 51
This secret realm looks very barren. At first glance, it looks like a place where no one cares and the birds don't shit. There must not be many good things.

Otherwise.

I am afraid that at this time, it is not the two of them who are fighting in this secret realm, but Dutou, a figure at the level of the head of the hospital.

While feeling the desolation in this secret realm, Fang Xin walked slowly towards the core area of ​​the secret realm:
"It seems that this secret realm was only randomly opened up by relying on one of the extraordinary spiritual creatures."

"Compared to the environment in the alchemy courtyard, that is really far behind."

This so-called secret realm was opened up by the technique of making good fortune in the jade pot in the Taoist palace.

It's not the good fortune of heaven and earth.

However, the secret realm opened up by such seniors is still very beneficial to these new Taoist priests.

This is also the reason why everyone is so happy.

Walking in this barren mountain, Fang Xin suddenly remembered the flame of blessing that Wuchang itself possessed:
"No wonder I always feel that there is always an indescribable and inexplicable gap between the fire of Zhurong and impermanence."

"At first, I thought that the body of ghosts and gods was not compatible with blood, so I couldn't completely transform into Zhurong fire ghost."

"Looking at it now, I'm afraid this Zhu Rong's fire is not a blood fire, but a spell."

Shaking his head, Fang Xin didn't care whether this impermanence became a spell or a bloodline.

After all, according to his estimation.

According to the current situation, the highest level of impermanence can only be compared, and it is nothing more than an existence that has truly cultivated a master of magic.

And because it is a ghost body without a body.

Compared with Taoist practice, there is no way forward.

Can cultivate the ghost body to this point.

That's completely taken away, he used to be the cheapest of the Taoists in the Taoist Palace before.

Kung fu in a short while.

He walked down from the barren hill next door, and then entered a more core, valley-like place.

Looking forward.

All I could see was a small slope similar to an altar in the core area of ​​the valley.

The loess above occasionally flows downward.

It seems to be a small, a small swamp that is completely mixed with loess, and it is still bubbling.

And at this time, Fang Xin saw what kind of product there was in this secret realm.

For a moment, his face suddenly became a little weird, and he was in a state of not knowing how to say:
"Is this luck, or misfortune?"

Originally, he wanted to refine many paper figurines into the body of Tian Wu, so he needed an extremely large amount of evil spirit as raw material.

But large-scale evil spirits are hard to find, unless someone specially cultivates them.

And there is good fortune in the secret realm.

There are even some things conceived in the secret realm, for Taoists, they are all gifts from heaven, and they are opportunities for their own great advancement in Taoism.

so.

Now seeing this secret realm, the power of the entire secret realm is used to generate a steady stream of evil spirits from the underworld.

Fang Xin couldn't laugh or cry.

Shaking his head helplessly, Fang Xin stepped on a breeze, stepped across the Huangquan swamp step by step, and then came to the small slope:
"Although for ordinary Taoists, this place is really a tasteless secret place that is not worth liking."

"But it still works for me."

"At the very least, after controlling a small secret realm, in the next few years, you will be able to practice quietly and bitterly. In the Dao Palace, you can advance, attack, retreat, or defend."

There was chaos in the Dao Palace.

Especially after this battle in the secret realm, those who did not succeed, after fighting in the Dao Palace, will no longer take the rules seriously.

And the exorcists must have suffered heavy losses this time.

obviously.

From entering the Dao Palace, the process of raising Gu has already begun.

Although he didn't know what the big figures in the Dao Palace wanted to do, it was still very important to protect himself.

thought of here.

From his ancestral orifice, he squeezed out a bit of divine sense, and then drew it into the loess slope at his feet.

rumbling~
There was a sound like a mountain collapsing.

Followed by.

All I could see was that the entire secret realm of Huangquan, which was originally composed of small hills and hills, collapsed rapidly at this moment.

Just a blink of an eye.

Except for the three zhang range where this small slope is located, the surrounding area has completely turned into a swamp.

"Gulu Gulu Gulu~"

A series of bubbles emerged from the yellow, mud-like swamp.

Then it turned into wisps of black air.

a time.

He controlled the gate of the entire secret realm of Huangquan, as if he had opened the process of the entire secret realm.

I don't know how many years it has been hidden, and I don't know how many years it has been conceived. The evil spirit of Huangquan erupted out through the bubbles above the Huangquan swamp.

Afterwards, it wandered around the most central loess slope, like a long black river with no source and no end.

It looks magnificent!

Fortunately, within a radius of three feet, it is the core of the entire secret realm.

Otherwise.

With such a huge amount of evil spirit, I am afraid that once an ordinary Taoist enters here, his bones and blood will be completely corroded and turned into a evil spirit.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xin couldn't help showing a little joy:

"If it looks like this."

"I'm afraid all my paper figurines can live through this evil spirit!"

Just two Heavenly Wu dharma figures can kill the impermanent ghosts and gods who can compare to a master of martial arts.

If all the paper figurines can be practiced into Tianwu Zhensha, from an external point of view, this will make up for the shortcoming of being afraid of water and fire.

Thinking of this, Fang Xin had a flash of inspiration:
"Does this count as a supplement to my own spells, and I have my own spells?"

Of course, this was just a flash of inspiration.

Fang Xin watched the huge evil spirit of the underworld slowly gather in the entire secret realm, and then swallowed a bigu pill.

Followed by.

He took out the paper figurine that had just been gathered into his sleeve and condensed into Tianwu Zhensha.

Look carefully at the paper figurine.

All I could see was the core of the paper figurine, the originally pitch-black evil spirit pill, which seemed to be a little dimmer at the moment.

But this is also normal.

After all, it is a paper man, without the ability of self-cultivation, but isn't this a ready-made place to replenish evil spirits?
So, Fang Xin threw it away casually:
hula la~
The paper man grows in the wind.

After a while, it grew to the size of an adult and floated outside the loess slope.

Amidst all the black and ink-like evil spirits, the paper figurine seemed extraordinarily at ease.

Finally, the paper figurine sat cross-legged.

Countless evil spirits gathered towards the paper figurine, as if they had encountered something attractive.

In a short time, a large cloud of evil spirit formed around the paper figurine.

see this scene.

Fang Xin also quickly took out another paper figurine.

Afterwards, he put the real pill that he had cultivated again into this paper human body, leaving a trace of real evil as a seed just like before.

This is not considered a loss of one's own practice.

Wait until the second paper figurine takes shape.

Fang Xin casually threw the second paper figurine that had been cultivated into the Heavenly Wu Zhen Sha Pill into the distance again, in the long river of dark evil spirit.

wow~
A second evil cloud formed.

Suddenly, in the long river formed by the evil spirit of the underworld, two large eddies were stirred up.

see this scene.

Feeling that the secret realm of Huangquan was already under his control to a certain extent, Fang Xin calmly adopted the essence of the sun and the moon.

Concentrate on restoring your mana.

After all, Wu Zhensha's true evil spirit didn't come out of thin air this day.

(End of this chapter)