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Chapter 429 How can someone confess like this? !

Chapter 429 How can someone confess like this?! (5K)

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In the Palace of Heavenly Fire, immortal air floats in the air, and mysterious real fire appears.

At this moment, Fang Yang stepped forward to pursue the trace of the mysterious true fire.

Because he knew very well that the flame had a unique power of creation that could cause his holy body to undergo a transformation.

This Tianhuo Palace is vast, with many houses, gardens, ponds, and so on.

Today, however, all the bells and tripods from ancient times in the palace have lost their divine aura.

Wherever Fang Yang saw, there was silence.

There is no living creature here, and it is extremely lifeless.

At this moment, Fang Yang followed his sensation and walked slowly.

And Yu Qinxian followed closely beside him, following his steps step by step.

Soon, he stopped.

Before them was a holy door.

The Holy Gate is dark and dilapidated, with countless scars left on it.

Every trace exudes an ancient and terrifying atmosphere, which attracts people's attention and cannot be underestimated.

And around the Holy Gate, there are a lot of black ashes, which tell of the danger of this place.

If nothing unexpected happens, this should be a level of checkpoint, containing many good fortunes.

"The fifth innate magical power - Martial Arts Heavenly Eye!"

Fang Yang's eyes widened, as if he had penetrated the immortal mist of the Holy Gate and was observing the scene on the other side of the Holy Gate.

Fire, dense flames, like a vast and magical sea of fire.

With just a quick glance, Fang Yang got a general idea of the scene.

At the moment when Fang Yang had insight, Yu Qinxian was also using her eyesight to observe.

But her strength was far inferior to Fang Yang's, and she only gained a little, and could vaguely feel the existence of the Dao of Fire.

Seeing this, she took a deep breath.

She didn't need Fang Yang's urging and decided to take a step forward to find out what was going on.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yang's pace was faster than hers.

Fang Yanglong walked with the steps of a tiger and stepped into the Holy Gate, and his figure gradually disappeared.

"Damn it, damn it." Yu Qinxian opened her eyes wide, gritted her teeth, and was a little angry.

Ever since she became the disciple of Great Sage Chenri, all the geniuses of her generation have looked up to her.
At the very least, she will be treated with courtesy.

But unfortunately, she suffered repeated setbacks with Fang Yang.

As her mind changed, she moved with lotus steps, followed closely behind Fang Yang, and also stepped into the Holy Gate.

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Inside the Holy Gate is a sea of divine fire.

This sea of sacred fire is suspected to possess "divinity" that can activate the potential of the holy body and attract the favor of heaven and earth.

When Yu Qinxian stepped in, she saw Fang Yang sitting in the front corner, constantly tempering his holy body.

"Crash..."

Around Fang Yang, tiny fire domains emerged one after another, surging up like a dragon sucking water, madly plundering the divinity of the sea of fire.

This scene made Yu Qinxian's eyelids jump, and she hurriedly welcomed the creation.

The sea of fire surged continuously, and the divine matter decreased and increased.

At this moment, Fang Yang and Yu Qinxian were separated from each other and practicing in silence.

One manifests the divine form of the Golden Crow, a huge sun across the sky, high above.

One manifests the divine form of Fusang, takes root in the sea of fire, and gives back to nature.

"Om..."

"Buzz..."

The Golden Crow divine form flapped its wings lightly, creating waves that flowed around.

Such fluctuations were actually fully received by Fusang's divine form, causing the divine substance to be refined rapidly.

The Golden Crow and the Fusang resonated and gifted good fortune to Fang Yang and Yu Qinxian.

During this process, the interaction of Fang Yang and Yu Qinxian's Qi fully demonstrated each other's understanding of the Fire Dao school.

After a while.

The sea of fire suddenly became hot and boiling.

The Golden Crow flapped its wings across the sky, and the Fusang tree swayed and stood upright.

The Golden Crow and Fusang are connected, their Dharma images are mixed and circling, and both of them are humming together.

In an instant, fire runes emerged majestically, and the two statues appeared in harmony like yin and yang.

"What's going on?" Yu Qinxian opened her peach blossom eyes.

"My attainments in the Wood Dao style are actually increasing." Fang Yang's eyes were calm.

But the next moment, his heart trembled.

Yu Qinxian also pouts at him coquettishly, a little frightened and confused.

Dharmadhatu is the foundation of the holy body and is also the criterion for verifying a practitioner's strength and potential.

To some extent, the Jinwu Dharma Image can represent Fang Yang, and the Fusang Dharma Image represents Yu Qinxian.

And when the mysterious true fire rolled up the divine flame, it caused the two Dharma images to sing together.

These two statues of Dharma are truly equivalent to alternative existences!

At this moment, a bright orange light suddenly appeared between the Golden Crow and Fusang, and the divine fire revived.

Incredibly, these two statues were combined in a peculiar way.

"Ah..." Yu Qinxian exclaimed, her whole body went limp, and a strange feeling emerged in her body.

"Hmm..." Fang Yang groaned. Even though he had experienced multiple dream lives, he still felt that this feeling was too strange.

This feeling, this impact, came too suddenly, even too strong.

At this moment, the two statues of Dharma combined yin and yang, allowing them to empathize with them, and there was no difference between them and their real bodies.

"Fang, Fang, Fang Yang..." Yu Qinxian stared at Fang Yang with her watery peach blossom eyes, feeling a little aggrieved.

Although not long ago, there was an experience of being honest with each other.

But she really didn't think that such a situation would happen again.

Moreover, what is happening now is too weird and scary.

She does have a bad temper, but it's mostly to protect herself.

There is something aloof and arrogant in her nature.

That's why she thought that she could use Fang Yang's power to lay eggs.

But what was happening now was almost the same as what she and Fang Yang had experienced personally.

She even wondered if Fang Yang did this on purpose?!

At this moment, the two stood apart from each other.

They looked at the two statues together with strange expressions and trembling themselves.

"Fang...Fang Yang...quickly...quickly think of a solution..."

Not long after, Yu Qinxian's vision gradually became blurred and she murmured incoherently.

She was already consumed with lust.

On the other side, Fang Yang, although still awake, was unable to come up with a solution in time.

Because Fang Yang's body has been tempered by the vast divine substance and has undergone changes.

It was difficult for him to crack it in a short period of time.

"Fang...Yang..." Yu Qinxian's eyes rolled back.

Even though she was a top young great sage, she had also entered the realm of saints.

But compared with Fang Yang, her foundation is still too shallow.

She neither had the [Mark of Destiny] nor could she enter the realm of a Young Venerable.

It is truly remarkable that she was able to hold on for so long under the tempering of this mysterious true fire.

At this moment, she stared at Fang Yang's figure, breathing rapidly.

The deepest desire in her heart burst out.

With a buzzing sound, her pair of peach blossom eyes became misty and she seemed a little confused and lost in love.

As her thoughts flowed, she moved lightly with lotus steps, and red clouds rose around her fair and white figure.

At this moment, she had already determined that all this must have been designed by Fang Yang.

Therefore, Fang Yang should be held responsible for this!
"Yu Qinxian, you are possessed." Fang Yang's eyes remained calm, like an ancient pool, unfathomable.

"Fang Yang, are you a man?" Yu Qinxian scolded softly, her long black hair shining and her straight legs becoming weak.

In an instant, Fang Yang's eyes turned cold, and the forgotten thoughts resurfaced.

In fact, as early as in the dream battlefield, his plan for Yunchao had gradually been perfected in his mind.

There is no doubt that, as Cambrian said, if Fang Yang was the emperor, Sen Hui would definitely be the only empress.

Among them, Yu Qinxian was also in his consideration.

The existence of Yu Qinxian can help him stabilize the group of saints within the Holy Academy.

However, the scene of conquest that he had imagined was not like this.

But now, this is also an extremely rare opportunity.

"Arrogant." Fang Yang's eyes flashed with cold lightning, and he grabbed forward with his big hands.

In a flash, changes occurred again and the dance of fish and dragons emerged.

The sea of fire was like a tide, surging and surging, strong and powerful, and vigorous.

I don't know how long it took before the sea of fire calmed down.

In front, Yu Qinxian was sleeping, with a crystal-clear divine light shining from her.

Yu Qinxian, the Fusang fairy.

This is his second woman.

Outside, the Fusang Fairy is high above everyone else, admired by countless people, like a goddess in the Moon Palace, who can only be looked up to but not touched.

Now, this extraordinary woman was moved by him, he should be extremely happy.

But at this moment, his heart was very calm, without too many waves.

For an "immortal monster" like him, it is really difficult for anyone to enter his heart.

But now, he looked at Yu Qinxian and still smiled.

His white teeth sparkled and looked brilliant.

Level six intermediate!

He looked at himself and was surprised to find that he had grown again.

With the help of Yu Qinxian and the divine fire here, his realm of cultivation actually broke through to the middle level of the sixth level!

Not even three months had passed since his sanctification.

He has achieved such amazing growth, how could he not be happy?
"Could it be that this is also Changshengtian's plan?" Fang Yang looked at the porcelain-white beauty from afar with a deep gaze.

In his heart, there are all kinds of feelings and thoughts.

He was thinking back, did the seventh level of fortune mentioned in the fortune fall here?

But after thinking a lot, he was still a little uncertain.

But at this moment, he somewhat understood why Hanwu wanted to bring Xiaohui to the Fusang fairyland to watch Yu Qinxian ascend to heaven.

This is why Hanwu also believes that Yu Qinxian is very likely Fang Yang's second Taoist partner!

……

"what!"

Not long after, Yu Qinxian also woke up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she let out a heart-wrenching cry of pain.

When she felt her body falling apart, especially her vital energy was gone.

When she regained consciousness, she fell into a trance.

She just raised her eyes and stared at Fang Yang in a daze.

Sometimes his eyes were gentle, sometimes they were cold, and sometimes they were painful.

It can be seen that her heart is in great turmoil and her emotions are extremely complicated.

When she faced Fang Yang's usual calmness, she felt a lump in her throat for no reason and felt very aggrieved.

She had thought about becoming a Taoist couple with Fang Yang, but never thought it would be like this.

She didn't expect to have a wedding ceremony as grand as Sen Hui's, but at least it shouldn't be like this.

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt.

Especially when Fang Yang was still looking at her indifferently, at this moment, she was a little out of control.

"Fang Yang, can't you just coax me?"

Yu Qinxian raised her eyes, hesitating like a frightened little rabbit.

She forced a smile, as if to remain strong.

But in her peach blossom eyes, pearl-like tears fell, each tear distinct, as she smiled and cried.

"Do you think I'm a bad woman?"

"Do you think I'm a slut?"

Her eyes were misty with tears and her voice was beautiful, but trembling with fear.

She was so beautiful that she was almost ethereal, and so pure and clear that she looked like a fairy banished to the mortal world.

However, at this moment, she felt somewhat weak.

"What do you know about me? You know nothing!"

"Yes, I can't help you soar to the sky like Sen Hui did."

"But I, Yu Qinxian, am definitely not a lowly woman."

"During this journey, haven't I been alone and overwhelmed my peers?"

"You have your destiny, and I have my Fusang fairyland.

"..."

In a state of emotional excitement, Yu Qinxian opened her heart to Fang Yang and told him about the grievances she had experienced along the way.

Gradually, her long black hair fluttered in the wind, and there was a hint of determination in her eyes.

She secretly made up her mind that after leaving Tianhuo Palace, she would cut off all ties with Fang Yang and never have any contact with him again.

But the next moment, Fang Yang hugged her in his arms and comforted her.

"The Fusang fairy is extremely beautiful and has a unique beauty."

Hearing Fang Yang's gentle and soothing voice, she couldn't help sneering.

The next moment, she struggled frantically with both hands and slapped herself continuously.

Seeing that she couldn't break free, she bared her silver teeth and bit Fang Yang's shoulder hard.

Even if it means breaking her teeth, she will make the decision.

But the next moment, she only felt something soft in her mouth.

She looked up in surprise, because Fang Yang was deliberately holding back on his strength for her.

"I never underestimated you, so you don't have to think too much."

Fang Yang spoke calmly, looking into her eyes, and smiled, "Jinwu and Fusang have a long history. I am just waiting for the right opportunity."

"Waiting for the opportunity? Haha, do you think I will believe your lies?" Yu Qinxian wiped away her tears and returned to her usual indifferent demeanor.

"The world is unpredictable. Now all eyes of the sentient beings in the eight realms are on me. I am under tremendous pressure and I cannot take a wrong step." Fang Yang picked up a lock of her hair and twisted it around his fingertips.

She turned away, unwilling to change her mind, and said calmly: "We once had it, so why bother about how long it will last. Now you are destined, a young venerable, who can make you go the wrong way?"

"You are indeed smarter than I expected, but my enemy is more serious than you think." Fang Yang smiled lightly and did not forget the Dharma image of Emperor Meng.

"The whole world is my enemy? The Venerable is resurrected?" Yu Qinxian showed disdain on her face. She felt that she had seen through Fang Yang's tricks.

Fang Yang's eyes sparkled with brilliance, and he stared at the beautiful face very seriously, saying, "Isn't the disappearance of Sen Yue and Dayi Dragon Girl enough to prove that the Dream Dao Era is different from others?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Qinxian fell into deep thought.

Indeed, the Mingming Dream Era has just begun.

But they had experienced major events such as the unknown life and death of two young venerables, the confrontation between many Taoist weapons, etc.

"You..." Yu Qinxian's eyes were filled with panic.

It was because Fang Yang took advantage of her distraction and started the Fish and Dragon Dance again.

This, this is really despicable.

At this moment, she really wanted to struggle and get away.

But Fang Yang's strong will made her gradually lost.

Especially the Fusang sacred tree's lingering attachment to the Big Sun Golden Crow made her thoughts even more confused.

Gradually, under Fang Yang's magic, Yu Qinxian's thoughts became intermittent.

"Qinxian, you are so beautiful, please be my wife, let us build our future together..."

"Asshole, who would confess...at this...time..."

Yu Qinxian rolled her eyes and her breathing became disordered.

She knew that Fang Yang's sweet words were actually more to comfort her.

Perhaps, Fang Yang had another meaning, which was that he didn't want to see her making trouble in front of Sen Hui.

After all, as soon as they leave the Skyfire Palace, the great saints will notice something strange.

And by that time, she wouldn't be able to give an explanation to her master.

If things go wrong, the master might go crazy and fight for her.

That kind of ending would not be what she wanted.

What's more, it was her innermost thought that she wanted to become a Taoist couple with Fang Yang.

It's just that this process seemed a bit accidental.

……

When the smoke and clouds dissipate, the deep sea of fire will return to clarity.

At this moment, the communication between Fang Yang and Yu Qinxian had barely returned to normal.

The Golden Crow Dharma Image and the Fusang Dharma Image separated and turned into robes, attached to their respective bodies.

Now, the two stand side by side and continue to move forward.

"Bastard." Yu Qinxian cursed inwardly, her pretty face full of resentment.

She really wanted to use the Fusang Fairy Harp to suppress Fang Yang, turn the tide and change the situation, but she was unwilling to bow her head.

But she was also afraid of the appearance of the Donghuang Chaos Bell.

Because, now her physique is far less strong than Fang Yang's.

"You're possessed again." Fang Yang's expression remained unchanged.

"You big bastard, you are so shameless. You are a scoundrel." Yu Qinxian was furious and her impression of Fang Yang changed greatly.

In the midst of this bickering, the two of them kept walking, passing through the fog.

Soon, they arrived at a magnificent palace.

This palace is extremely majestic and imposing, with dense fire runes shining and wandering around.

What kind of palace is this? It seems to be a world of its own, surrounded by mist and sparkling red light.

As they got closer, they could see the Taoist patterns of various gods from time to time.

These divine Taoist patterns seemed to be revived from the long river of time and could return at any time, which was extremely terrifying.

The palace was empty, with no living creatures except for the two of them.

Suddenly, a faint voice of immortality was heard, like the recitation of an immortal scripture, shocking the soul and making people alert.

This divine sound from the avenue came so suddenly that the further we walked, the grander it seemed, until it became deafening.

"Fang Yang, what's going on?" Yu Qinxian frowned, not understanding the real meaning.

Fang Yang lowered his eyes, and then his eyes brightened, and said: "This is the supreme ancient scripture in the way of fire, and it must be comprehended with the sacred instrument of one's own life."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Yang summoned the Donghuang Chaos Bell.

The East Emperor Chaos Bell was hanging above his head, dropping strands of Golden Crow Divine Fire. It also echoed from time to time, echoing the immortal sound of the Great Dao.

Seeing this, Yu Qinxian on the side did the same and summoned out the Fusang Fairy Harp.

At this moment, Fang Yang was receiving the inheritance of ancient scriptures.

At the same time, he was also using the Donghuang Chaos Bell and the Fusang Fairy Harp to temper his soul.

Yu Qinxian's soul foundation is still growing bit by bit.

But his soul foundation was soaring all the way.

One hundred and fifty thousand times the soul power.

One hundred and eighty thousand times the soul power.

Two hundred thousand times the soul power.

Twenty-five thousand times the soul power.

Thirty-five thousand times the soul power...

His master-level attainments in the Soul Dao school played an important role at this moment.

It was visible to the naked eye that his soul strength was constantly approaching the mark of 400,000 soul strengths!