You can know without thinking about it. At least hundreds of people, and they are all masters. In the end, they will eventually find the divine city.
There are so many masters. He wants to kill them all. Among them, there are some strong people in the realm of heaven and man. How is this possible? Just thinking about it makes Fang Chong feel incredible.
"You have to kill all the strong men in the Divine City before you can get out. But with my current cultivation level, I'm afraid I'll kill them for a hundred and a thousand years." Fang Chong was dizzy and said depressedly: "Master. If they finally themselves Have walked out of the Divine City. For example, they have all been exposed. Can I leave?"
"Yes. If they really want to leave, there will be no one left. You have successfully completed the task." Guangdaozi smiled. "But your idea is a bit unrealistic. In order to hone the next generation of disciples. I have left a lot of good things in this sacred city. How could they be willing to leave?"
Fang Chong was told as soon as he heard this.
That's true. There are many treasures in the Divine City. Who is willing to leave? Unless you are forced to be in a hurry, you are afraid that someone will leave if you are in danger of life.
However, among those people, there are many masters in the realm of heaven and man. If you want to force the masters in the realm of heaven and man into a dangerous state of life and death, Fang Zhong believed that he would not have such strength in a short period of time.
"Do I really want to spend a hundred years here......" Fang Chong was speechless. It was originally a great thing to obtain the inheritance of Xuanjidao. But now he is not happy. He has his parents. My sister, and Sister Lin Yan, whom I miss day and night, are fine. Lin Yan is a monk after all. It should not be a problem to live for thousands or eight hundred years.
But his parents are all mortals. Although he provided a lot of spiritual medicine, he only lived for one or two hundred years. In one or two hundred years, can he walk out of the Divine City?
"Dad, mom, you must wait for me and wait for me to walk out of the Divine City."
Fang Chong looked into the distance and gritted his teeth. Since there was no other way, let’s fight. Fight every minute and every second. Leave the Divine City as soon as possible.
......
The first floor of the nine-story pavilion.
A young man sat cross-legged in the middle, with waves of rays flowing all over his body. He did not open his eyes, but seemed to see everything around him.
A coffee table in the pavilion, two wooden chairs, and murals on the wall...
"These murals are still profound and difficult. I have been observing for three days. There is no gain. I can't enter at all." The young man sitting in the pavilion suddenly opened his eyes and smiled: "Our side You can’t just retreat like that. You have to go out earlier.”
For three consecutive days, Fang Chong sat cross-legged in the pavilion and carefully observed each mural.
"There are 81 murals here. Each mural is different. Some are birds, beasts, insects, fishes, some are mountains, rivers, some are water towers, some are water bodies, and some are stunning fairies... .Each mural contains a special secret method. Each mural can have thousands of changes."
"I haven't found any way in the past three days. I just saw that these murals are extraordinary." Fang Chong frowned slightly. "How should I comprehend it?"
"Huh..." A flash of inspiration flashed in his heart. He looked at eighty-one murals again. The murals in front of him suddenly became different. They were different from the previous murals.
The original mountains and rivers have become Hong Tao, which can flood all things. The original ocean has rolled up huge waves and fought against the nine heavens. The original stunning fairy has also turned into a red pink skeleton. It wanders among thousands of corpses. The feathered sleeves are graceful. .A step and wave are all peerless magical techniques that are so wonderful...
Fang Chong was already immersed in it. He couldn't help but shut his eyes. He didn't know when he closed his eyes. Only his mind wandered in the eighty-one murals.
A month later, he opened his eyes and couldn't help laughing: "I understand. I finally understand."
"These eighty-one murals are not murals at all. They are the holy methods of fighting in Eighty-one. To be precise, the eighty-one murals should be profound. And each of these eighty-one magical techniques is extremely mysterious. .It can be completely disassembled and evolved into various powerful magical techniques."
Eighty-one murals represent the magical arts of Eighty-one.
And it is not a single magic technique, but eighty great ways to reach the sky. It is the essence of magic technique. Each one can evolve into thousands of magic techniques.
It was not until this moment that Fang Chong truly realized the power of Xuanjidao. He had a hint of awe of Xuanjidao, the ancestor Xuanjidao who carved these 81 murals. He could be so in-depth and easy to understand and imprint the most original things of the magic art on the murals. Not everyone can do it.
He also yearned for the eighth floor above the nine-story pavilion. The first floor was already so profound and powerful. Is the eighth floor above more magical?
"Xuanji Dao. It is worthy of being the inheritance that can stand on the peak before ancient times." Fang Chong sighed, closed his eyes and sank into practice.
After he closed his eyes, Guangdaozi's soul temptation appeared. He looked at him and nodded slightly: "This child has a good understanding. He has touched the way so quickly. I believe he can't use it even if he rushes to the fifth level pavilion. How long? Maybe five hundred years will it take to succeed.”
The fifth floor of the nine-story pavilion is already a very high level.
Once Fang Chong can reach the fifth level, it proves that his strength is no longer necessary for ordinary Tianren Realm masters. Of course, he still suffers from the Tianren Realm masters at this level of Dao Chong and Zhen. However, there is no problem in registering. By that time he would almost be able to leave the Divine City.
However, Guangdaozi predicted that he would take five hundred years. Five hundred years, in the eyes of monks, is not a small number. What's more, Fang Chong's parents, who were originally mortals.
If Fang Chong knew that it would take five hundred years to reach the fifth level, he would definitely go crazy. Five hundred years later. Even if he has made great progress in his cultivation, what if he has entered the realm of heaven and man? Can he exchange his parents for his parents? No. If you want to support your parents, you will not wait for them. The greatest pain in life is this.
Of course, Fang Chong didn't know all this. He was immersed in cultivation.
At the same time, someone finally stepped into the depths of the sacred city. They found that the depths of the sacred city were much wider than they thought. It can be said that the inner world is contained.
In this vast area, the center is a blue-black and towering sacred city. Standing in the darkness deep in the valley, revealing a mysterious atmosphere.
Around the divine city are short mountains, covered with sword marks. Among the low mountains, there are some damaged divine weapons. The spiritual energy has been lost, but it is not decayed. Anyone with a discerning eye can see these at a glance. The worst of the damaged divine weapons are treasures at the level of immortal weapons.
Suddenly, countless people rushed into the depths of the valley and searched for treasure among the endless corpses.
Some people also stepped into the Divine City. When Fang Chong entered the ninth-story attic, the gates of the Divine City were all opened. Everyone was surprised to find that there were many treasures in the Divine City. Many of them were never seen before, such as Panlong Fruit. For example, colorful fairy flowers, etc....
There are countless treasures in the divine city, but they are also extremely dangerous. Almost every dragon fruit tree is surrounded by a ferocious beast. The scales and armor are mixed, and the aura is extremely powerful.
These wild beasts are all guarding the dragon fruit and many treasures. If anyone wants to pick the treasure, he must fight with them. If he wins, he will take away the treasure. If he loses, he will leave his life. Some people who escape by chance will be the same. He was seriously injured. For a moment, the power of these wild beasts was spread, making people awe.
At the beginning, Fang Jindao dared to pick the dragon fruit rashly, and would probably die if he didn't wait until he reached the nine-story pavilion. Sometimes luck is also part of success.
Compared with the periphery of the valley, the divine city deep in the valley is undoubtedly a real treasure land.
For a time, a large number of people flocked to the Divine City. They fought with wild beasts and their own people in the Divine City. They were all for the sake of treasures.
At this moment, Fang Chong resolutely sat cross-legged on the first floor of the nine-story pavilion, closing his eyes and wandering outside the world, wandering among the murals.
Three months later, he opened his eyes. A divine light flashed in his eyes.
"Three months later, I finally understood these 81 murals." Fang Chong stood up and smiled slightly. The 81 murals were all very profound. But he was a monk in the realm of the Imperial Air. His realm even reached the Imperial Air. The peak realm of the sky. It is naturally easier to understand these 81 murals.
After all, these 81 murals are just the foundation.
Completely understand the 81 mural. It brought Fang Chong a different baptism. His whole person experienced a transformation. The secret wounds he suffered in the confrontation with Zhen were silently healed. And now he felt that his strength seemed to be It is much more powerful. It is a powerful magic technique that can be used to slap in horns. There is no trace to be found.
"Congratulations. You have understood this first layer of mural." Guangdaozi's soul vitiligo emerged. "These 81 murals are all-encompassing, defense, and sealed. The most powerful thing is attack. I should have felt it too. These 81 murals are the 81-year-old Holy Method of Fighting Battle.”
"Yeah." Fang pointed.
"Each of these 81 holy methods of fighting can evolve into many magical techniques. Understand these 81 murals. Your current magical attainment has reached the level of a master in the Nirvana realm. You can use your hand to achieve profound enlightenment. The attack power of the magic technique tested is increased by at least twice." Guangdaozi smiled and said, "Now I know that my mysterious Tao is powerful. We keep calling the secret technique. But the attack power is beyond the past and unrivaled. ”
81 murals and 81 holy methods of fighting are indeed extraordinary. And this is exactly what Fang Chong needs.
He does not lack secret techniques. He has the secret scriptures of stars. He believes that he will not lose to anyone in secret techniques. He does not lack treasures. He has the bronze ancient tripod, the seven-layer pagoda, the beauty of the country. His treasures are more than most celestial beings. There are more masters in realm. The only thing he lacks is the magical art that goes against the sky and powerful attack power.
The attack power of the inheritance of Xuanjidao is vast and unrivalled. It is like a tailor-made for him. It is perfectly fit together.