After the information about alchemy, there was news about various demonic fires in the Western Desert Cultivation World.
"The number one sect in the Six Western Regions, the 'Holy Fire Sect', is said to be burning on top of the Guangming Peak all year round. It is called the 'Three Yang Holy Fire'. It is said that many of the magical powers in this sect must be refined into this fire."
Only the sub-fires of spiritual flames can be used. Since most of the magical powers of the Holy Fire Sect are vicious and cruel, the Three-Yang Holy Fire is privately called the 'Three-Yang Demonic Fire' by the monks!"
"Holy Fire Sect, this sect has been passed down for thousands of years. It is said that the Holy Fire will never be extinguished. It is a sect that has produced monks who have transformed into gods. It has a deep foundation. Unless it is absolutely necessary, it is better not to make any plans."
Fang Xi read the first piece of information and really gave up.
Even though he only hangs out in the Eastern Eight Territories, he has heard of the name of the Holy Fire Sect. Maybe the gods in the Western Desert Immortal World are from this sect! The following line of information is more interesting.
There is a desperate place in the Northern Territory, called "The Crack of the Underworld", which is extremely dangerous. Even the Yuanying monks may be in trouble if they are not careful. It is said that deep in the Crack of the Underworld, some magic flames are occasionally generated, which come from the Nine.
"The underworld's ghost fire!" "It's a little dangerous, but you can keep it as an alternative. If it doesn't work, let the heretic Nascent Soul collect it. After all, he is already a mature Nascent Soul, and he must learn to find his own fire to roast himself."
Thinking of the scene where the heretic Yuanying performs stewing himself in an iron pot, Fang Xi couldn't help but twitching the corner of her mouth.
The next few messages are similar, and they are all from some strange places.
For example, it is said that somewhere in the southern region, there is a glacial wasteland, and a monk once discovered an extremely cold yin fire deep in the glacier.
Fang Duo quickly scanned this kind of news.
The uncertainty is too high and comes with risks, which he doesn't like very much.
Next, there was information about various demon flame monks, which made Fang Xi's eyes light up slightly.
As an expert in civil war, no, a monk with expertise in dealing with the human Nascent Soul, he most likes to deal with the Nascent Soul of his own race.
For example, Heavenly Jealousy Demon King or something.
"Wandu Jiajun of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, has cultivated a Ten Thousand Poison Demonic Flame, which can swallow all kinds of poisonous evolutions. The poison is so strange that even a pill-forming monk will die immediately if he smells the breath."
"In the Nansha Tianzhi Mountain Range, there is a group of corpse kings. The leader has been promoted to the fourth level. It is said that the natal corpse fire is also very powerful."
There is also a Nascent Soul casual cultivator who has reached the middle stage of cultivation. He is good at using a kind of crimson demonic flame and once used it to incinerate the bodies of two Nascent Souls in their early stages. He is called the "Old Flame Demon".
Well, this crimson demon flame has been reserved first.
Fang Xi pondered and made a decision.
Representatives of casual cultivators have no backstage and no background.
Even though his fighting ability is very strong, he has to rush to the street when he encounters him!
The opponent is another moody old devil. Killing him is to eliminate the devil and defend the way! The magic fire infant refining method requires at least three kinds of magic fire. The higher the quality of the magic fire, the greater the quantity, the better the effect.
"It seems we need to prepare more resources."
Fang Xi was thinking when Pan Lei's trembling voice came to her ears: "Senior, do you want to collect magic fire?"
"Um?"
He looked at Pan Lei with an expressionless expression: "So what?"
"Most of the fourth-order magic fire explodes, and it is difficult for ordinary magic weapons and even spiritual treasures to carry it. Have seniors considered how to preserve it?" Pan Lei asked.
"No."
Fang Xi fell into deep thought. Different magic fires have different storage methods. Otherwise, even if they don't explode, their spirituality will be greatly reduced, and the gain will not be worth the loss.
"In my Gu Immortal Sect, there is a secret Gu insect called "Five Fire Gu" which is good at swallowing and preserving all kinds of demonic fire and spiritual flames, and can even swallow various flames to advance. Seniors will definitely use it." Pan
Leidao.
"Five fire Gu? It sounds good!"
Although Fang Xi had never heard of it, she couldn't help but feel quite satisfied: "Bring the Five Fire Gu, I will forgive your sin this time."
"Thank you Zhenjun, but the Five Fire Gu is still in the door. The little girl heard that Zhenjun also wanted to buy a batch of other Gu worms. The Gu worms in our store are inferior and may not be in the eyes of Zhenjun. It is just right for the little girl to go to the door with her to purchase."
Pan Lei answered timidly.
"Come back to Gu Immortal Sect with you?"
There was a trace of interest on Fang Xi's face: "Don't you think you still have some blood feud, were framed by the sect, and want to take revenge with my help? Even if I don't take action, even if it's just a relationship,
, it’s enough for you to show off your power, it’s really a good plan!”
Pan Lei trembled: "I dare not deceive the true king, and I have no intention of taking advantage of the true king."
That's all, considering that your intelligence is pretty good, I won't hold you accountable for your previous mistakes.
Fang Xi said: "As for the "Five Fire Gu", I will go get it on my own, so you don't need to follow me."
joke.
Even though he needs to keep a low profile when he comes to the Western Desert, he is not someone who can be insulted casually in a Nascent Soul Sect.
This Gu Immortal Sect is at the same level as the Hunyuan Sect at best, and is not taken seriously by Fang Xi.
After half an eye.
Fang Xi walked out of another old Zhai family store. Behind her, an old shopkeeper personally presented her with greetings and bowed deeply. She waited until his figure disappeared before she dared to straighten up a little.
The information obtained by all parties is similar, and it seems that there is much to be done here in the Western Desert.
Fang Xi walked out of Muliang City and turned into a ray of green light, heading towards the Gu Immortal Gate.
At this moment, his consciousness swept away and he spotted another convoy a hundred miles away.
In the convoy, it was the Snake Lady! At this time, the female cultivator was full of evil spirits, and she led a group of foundation-building monks to form a formation and besieged a pill-forming monk. She was actually engaged in a business of killing people and seizing treasures! "
In the desert, Jie Xiu seems to have another name called 'Sand Bandit'?"
Fang Xi pondered for a while, but did not take action. Instead, she calmly observed the situation on Madam Snake's side from a distance of more than a hundred miles.
Even if it is a monk at the peak of pill formation, the range of his spiritual consciousness cannot exceed a hundred miles.
Therefore, it is very safe to watch the theater from this distance, and even blood will not be splashed on your boots.
Hugh! Madam Snake wields a magic weapon with a curved flying sword, and Mu Ran makes a seal.
The magic weapon roared in the air and instantly transformed into a big snake as thick as a bucket. A single horn sprouted from its head and fiercely broke through the spiritual shield of a pill-forming monk opposite.
Hiss! The big black snake spit out a message, and with just a curl of its tail, it crushed the pill-forming monk into a pulp.
Immediately, it held a storage bag in its mouth, turned into a flying sword again, and fell into the hands of Madam Snake.
"Treasure map found!"
Mrs. Snake swept her consciousness and pulled out a palm-sized, yellowed, broken map. Her face was full of joy: "This is the legacy of "Zhenjun Qianli" back then."
What she didn't realize was that the map was scanned by a hidden divine consciousness.
Fang Xi, who was a hundred miles away, curled her lips: "Zhenjun Qianli!? I don't have any impression. These people must not be great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage, so there is nothing worth remembering."
However, Mrs. Snake transformed into a sand thief, which surprised him a little.
As expected, monks are extremely ruthless when it comes to cruelty. Back then, Feng Bingxian dared to kill people on the street to seize the golden elixir, but this woman did not hesitate to give in. She was really a snake-hearted person.
That's all, after all, it was just a fate that has long since dissipated.
Fang Xi no longer stayed, turned into a blue light, and suddenly went south.
He planned to go to the Gu Immortal Sect first, and then go to the Black Dragon Sect to participate in the big auction.
The blood river stone used to refine the Divine Infant Sword may be able to try its luck at the auction.
At such large auctions, there are many precious spiritual objects, but the seller will not make up his mind to release them until the last moment.
So occasionally there will be surprises! Months later.
The realm of insects.
This area is located in the south of the Immortal Cultivation World in the West Desert. There is a Nascent Soul Sect named Gu Immortal Sect! The Gu Immortal Sect is located on a beautiful mountain peak.
Around the mountain peaks, there are all kinds of poisonous miasma, surrounded by a large number of swamps, in which countless poisons hatch.
Scorpions, centipedes, and all kinds of poisonous monsters are killing each other all the time, devouring them and evolving into gu!
It can be said that around the entire colorful mountain peak, there is a huge Gu breeding ground.
Seeing this expression, Fang Xi was not moved at all, and came outside the colorful poisonous miasma; looking at the shadowy buildings in the base, she said loudly: "I, the Heavenly Puppet, came to visit. I wonder where the Nascent Soul of the Gu Immortal Sect is?" The sound was so majestic that it even broke through part of the colorful poisonous miasma, lingering over a building like thunder.
After hearing this, many disciples of the Gu Immortal Sect felt their energy and blood surge, and there was a look of fear on their faces.
"Why do fellow Taoists have the same knowledge as juniors!" Accompanied by a woman's voice, the countless colorful poisonous beasts curled up inward, and were finally sucked into it by a small five-colored flag, like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, and turned into a colorful light shield, protecting a group of people. In front of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
This Nascent Soul cultivator is a female cultivator with plain facial features and a blue scorpion tattoo covering most of her face. She wears an indigo dress: "I am in Pan Yin" and I have seen fellow Taoist Heavenly Puppet.
There was a hint of surprise on her face: "Why don't fellow Taoists show their true colors to others? In the Western Desert, I seem to have never heard of the name of fellow Taoist."
Fang Xi's current aura is suppressed by the Ku Rong Jue in the early stage of Yuanying. This is a mere early stage Yuanying in Yin, so naturally it cannot be seen.
It's easy to say that I have just reached the level of Nascent Soul. I went to Muliang City before, but I was deceived by a junior in your sect. This junior promised to use the Five Fire Gu to make amends, and I came here specially to get it.
Fang Xi said calmly.
Talking to Yuanying monk is so simple and straightforward.
"Muliang City, it's that girl from Lei'er." Pan Yin snorted coldly.
Although the Gu Immortal Sect is called a sect, it is actually formed by the merger of several villages, among which the Pan surname occupies the majority.
She and Pan Lei could even be considered peers in their genealogy.
"These Five Fire Gu are the treasures of the Gu Immortal Sect. They are not owned by Pan Lei alone and cannot be given to fellow Taoists!" Pan Yin thought about it for a while, but shook his head and refused.
"oh?"
Fang Xi's eyes narrowed slightly: "Fellow Taoist, please think clearly. You can't stop me with this spiritual treasure of the Hundred Poison God Banner."