"Yun Jiezi" has always been the image of an old devil outside, and he has even used the magical power of the Son of Heaven on several occasions.
When a heretic Nascent Soul puts on this vest, it is truly flawless.
'Only Nangong Li of Ruyi Sect knows that I have a second Nascent Soul, which is barely a flaw... But this woman is a smart person and will not tell anyone else...'
'So what if I talk nonsense? With my current strength, I am already powerful enough in the Southern Wilderness Immortal Realm... If I lose my vest, I will lose some face. What should I do with the rest? After all, Yuanying old monsters value each other very much.
It's still strength!'
Fang Xi also had to admit that she was an expert in civil war and an outsider in external war. When encountering a fourth-level high-grade demon cultivator, she might run away, but if she encountered a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, she would seriously kill one by one or two by two.
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Although the Nascent Soul of the outer sect does not have the "Kurong Xuanguang", the technique of one-handed fighting can also summon the deity to help at any time.
"Look at how good I am to the outer Taoist Yuanying. From now on, the outer Taoist Yuanying should just work obediently."
"I'll just be a leisurely tree planter on the island..."
Fang Xi thought leisurely, put away the green unicorn puppet with a wave of her hand, and began to wander around the Emerald Island.
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Wandao Lake, the outermost area.
A wave of fleeing monks protected the mortals and finally reached the edge of the lake.
"Quick, quick, quick! Land monsters are not good at water... Once you reach the big lake, you will be safe."
A cultivator stepped on the flying sword and said loudly.
At this time, a mortal fleet from Wandao Lake had also arrived at the shore and was intensively transporting refugees.
A large number of mortals with sallow faces, skinny faces, and weather-beaten faces, almost completely numb from the disaster, swarmed onto the building like a tide.
It wasn't until he sat down on the deck and got some water that his face barely showed any signs of life.
"Grandpa, these mortals are so miserable!"
In the building boat, a window opened, revealing the eyes of a girl.
She was wearing an emerald green dress with a bit of an eccentric vibe. She was looking at the boat full of refugees, but she could only feel sympathy.
"Sigh... There is nothing we can do about this. Who makes this beast wave rare to happen in thousands of years?"
There is an old man beside the girl. Although he has silver hair, he does not look haggard at all, but is full of vitality.
Obviously, this is a foundation-building monk!
"These mortals are relatively good. They are protected by immortal cultivators and can escape to Wandao Lake... It would be tragic to die along the way."
This foundation-building old man seemed to have a thorough understanding of the world, looking at his granddaughter with a hint of fondness in his eyes.
"Yes...thanks to Lord Dragon Fish."
The girl's eyes were full of envy and yearning: "In the future, I will also become such a great immortal cultivator who can protect others and have a kind heart!"
"Protect someone? Have a kind heart?"
The expression of the foundation-building old man suddenly became a little strange.
He looked around, and then specially arranged a soundproof barrier before lowering his voice: "Xiaoyu, there are some truths that I don't want to tell, but in order to prevent you from going astray, I still have to tell you..."
"Grandpa, what do you want to say?"
The girl named Xiaoyu was so nervous that she could only hear her own breathing, and vaguely felt that her grandfather was about to reveal a huge secret.
"We immortal cultivators are truly selfish. Only when we have spare energy can we occasionally help others. We must also pay attention to protecting ourselves. We must remember not to be deceived by those who talk sweetly but are brave..."
The old man who built the foundation said sincerely: "Although the Dragon Fish True Lord you admire is now protecting one side, he also sent his spirit beasts to patrol Wandao Lake to help us repel the beast tide... But this True Lord was not yet successful in his great journey.
,Do you know what kind of person he is?"
"It seems...there really isn't any legend, except that this True Lord is quite passionate..." Xiaoyu muttered after recalling it.
"Hehe, after all, it is a taboo for the venerable, but your grandfather and I have lived for many years. Before the elixir was formed, he was already a small Qi refining monk in Wandao Lake. He even went to the
We’re passing Arowana Island!”
The old man who built the foundation said proudly, and then his voice became solemn: "Zhenjun Dragon Fish was born as a casual cultivator, and he has always been cautious. When he was practicing Qi, he farmed on Peach Blossom Island for decades until he had to go out to look for opportunities to build a foundation.
Only then did he finally go out... Later, after building the foundation, he settled on Dragon Fish Island and never left his home for almost a hundred years. During this period, despite the world being turned upside down, Bai Zexian City changed hands several times, and even the opportunity for ruins to appear at his doorstep, he never went out! One thing that stands out is one.
The word 'stable' is what finally makes the golden elixir successful!"
"In the past few hundred years, cultivators who are more high-profile and more talented than him are either dead or have no hope of breakthrough. Only this person has condensed the golden elixir, Nascent Soul... and now he has become the Lord of the Three Kingdoms! Damn it.
It’s the word caution... This is a secret that is not passed down by many immortal cultivating families and sects. Today, grandpa will teach you it. True Lord Dragon Fish is the role model for our generation of immortal cultivators!"
The old man who built the foundation spoke with sincerity and sincerity.
The girl named Xiaoyu looked shocked: "It turns out that Lord Dragon Fish has always been shy when he was young..."
"Hehe... Back then, this person did have the title of Old Turtle, but he was just shouting in private. You must not remember to spread the word, otherwise your grandfather, an old man, cannot bear the wrath of the true king..."
Just when the old man who built the foundation was stroking his beard proudly for his success in educating his granddaughter.
Boom!
The ship suddenly shook!
"What happened?"
The grandfather and grandson immediately lifted the barrier and came to the deck. They saw crocodile-like monsters in the distance on the land, like a black tide, rushing towards them.
"It's an armored crocodile!"
The foundation-building old man looked ugly: "Such monsters are amphibious on land and water, and there are even several second-level top-grade ones among them. This is troublesome..."
"alert!"
"Where is the Six-pole Tianshui Formation? Formation Master, Formation Master!"
"Quick, let the mortals get on the boat first!"
For a time, the shore was in chaos, mixed with the cries of mortals, making it look like a mess.
Hoho!
At this moment, an undercurrent emerged from the bottom of the lake.
What followed was a long dragon roar!
Wow!
A whirlpool emerged, and among countless water splashes, a green dragon more than ten feet long jumped out of the water.
The terrifying dragon's might erupted, making those armored crocodiles pee.
Daqing roared with pride and once again used his magical power of soaring into the clouds and riding on the mist.
Countless water vapor in the void condensed into water knives, water guns, water arrows... falling from mid-air.
Puff!
The back of the armored crocodile, which was hard to be damaged by the cultivator's magic weapon, kept exploding with various blood flowers.
In an instant, this wave of monsters was destroyed by Da Qing Tuan.
“It’s the spiritual beast of Lord Dragon Fish—a third-level green dragon!”
"We are saved!"
A large number of immortal cultivators immediately cheered, while the old foundation-builder looked lost and dejected: "I should have thought that such a major action would be secretly escorted by the power of forming pills... I'm so stupid, really... that's just a mere
A soundproof barrier may not be able to block the consciousness of the third-order demon..."
Seeing Daqing turn his head and look over, his eyes were full of teasing.
The old man couldn't help but feel regretful and slapped himself hard...
Daqing: "..."
It actually thinks that this human race is very nice to talk to, and if it can speak, it should speak more. Unfortunately, it is frightened miserably by its master every day, and it is rare to hear someone from the same race of the master say bad things about him...
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A few days later.
Emerald Isle.
Longtan.
Wow!
Fang Xi opened the spirit beast bag and released a series of first- and second-level wind and thunder horned pythons.
These beasts were wild and untamed, and they wanted to cause trouble when they came out, but Daqing released the pressure of the dragon, making them crawl on the ground and not dare to move.
There is a strict level of hierarchy between monsters. The third-level monsters have the majesty of crushing lower-level monsters, not to mention that Daqing is also a third-level green dragon!
"These wind and thunder horned pythons will be under your control from now on. Don't cause trouble!"
Fang Xi originally wanted to keep the leader of the Thunder Horned Python to put some pressure on Daqing, but now she could only give up her thoughts and start trying to breed them. She then said to Daqing: "Let your group of green water winged snakes come out to meet you."
We must meet each other, lest we fight each other to death if we don’t know each other in the future..."
"This time when the Outer Dao Nascent Soul travels, you are lucky to have gotten a third-level middle-grade Wind and Thunder Horned Python inner elixir, so just treat it as a dog feed..."
He sighed and threw out the inner elixir with faint wind and thunder.
"Roar!"
Daqing immediately raised his head, opened his big mouth, and swallowed the inner elixir into his belly. The fish's eyes were full of satisfaction.
This master is quite good. Next time you see that old man, just give him a slap on the tail...
"After eating the inner elixir I gave you, if you haven't advanced to the third-level mid-level within a hundred years, then roast it! No... let's stew it. Now it's a serious 'Da Qinglong Soup'..."
Fang Xi touched her chin and muttered to herself.
Daqing immediately withered and decided to spare the life of the foundation-building old man...
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Of course Fang Xi didn't know the little thoughts of her spirit beast.
Anyway, with his now powerful consciousness, the other party cannot resist the slavery contract formed by him. Even if he is forced to die, he can only force it, so he doesn't care much about Daqing's mood.
But suddenly, his thoughts moved and turned into a ray of green light, arriving at the edge of the phoenix nest.
This phoenix nest is built with a third-level fire attribute spiritual wood as the main material, and there is also a 'Fengqi Wutong Wood' in the middle. This fourth-level spiritual root complements each other in the Qing Huo Luan's nest, and it also has a fourth-level spiritual root.
Nourished by the Qi of the pulse and the soil, it has a tendency to thrive.
Tweet!
Along with the cry of the phoenix, a ball of green flames fell from the sky and transformed into the shape of Qing Huo Luan.
There was a hint of grievance in its spiritual eyes, and it was chirping something to Fang Xi, as if it was complaining.
And Fang Xi barely understood its meaning through the soul connection in the slavery contract.
"You mean... there is a great demon in disguise hiding around Wandao Lake, and it's trying to sneak attack you today? Fortunately, you fly fast?"
He had previously sent Daqing and Xiaoqing to patrol Wandao Lake, and incidentally helped the immortal cultivators and refugees relocate and fight against the beast tide. He never expected to encounter such a thing again.
Fang Xi's eyes narrowed, and then she showed a hint of joy: "I have the puppet material again!"