Feng Daoren had always heard about the matter of heavenly beings and was very interested in their resurrection from the dead. However, he had been immersed in cultivating blood species for decades and had no chance to see it.
He had also heard that there were more than a thousand celestial beings in the army, but attacking one of his own would be detrimental to morale. The celestial beings were not ordinary soldiers, and they would be exposed once they escaped.
Now that he is being provided with cultivation materials by King Xi, he would not openly disobey King Xi's wishes. He must know that he cannot resist the swarming of creation alchemists. The arrogance of the monks has long been continuously suppressed by the Hao clan for thousands of years.
The battle to destroy sects and sects has been exhausted.
In fact, the war front line was originally his favorite place. However, he came excitedly, but was told that he could only confront the upper-level forces on the opposite side, but could not travel, nor could he search for souls at will. This made him very frustrated.
I can only use flags to collect some of the dilapidated blood and spirituality, which is better than nothing.
But now that he has been ordered to go, there are thousands of heavenly beings and more than ten million living creatures and blood spirits who can belong to him. However, he can gain something and satisfy his long-held thoughts.
However, he has been able to get to this point, and his vigilance is also very high. After trying to find out more, he found out that someone had disappeared silently when he went to Mianlu. He unconsciously squinted his eyes, no wonder
King Xi asked him to take action. It turned out that someone had hit a wall here, and he felt that he also needed to be careful.
"How about doing the math?"
After this idea came to him, he couldn't bear it any longer, took out a handful of jade fragments of different shapes, sprinkled them on the table, and scattered them into pieces with a crash.
This is something used to measure the luck of machines. Over the years, he has been accustomed to using it to calculate his own luck before taking action.
However, the result of this object is also difficult to describe, because most of the opponents he encounters are opponents with upper-level power. For such characters, if you want to calculate, you usually need to use certain magic weapons and certain skills to calculate.
, so everything actually has little to do with the results he calculated.
In fact, he is obviously very incompetent in this way, but he still enjoys it endlessly. He often calls himself an expert, and he is convinced of it in his heart. He brags about it when he meets people, and thinks that his ability is all due to this skill.
Live till now.
After the jade pieces are scattered on the table, you can see that most of them are gathered at the top, forming an umbrella cover, while there are only a few pieces at the bottom.
"Well..."
He said to himself: "The half-moon is shining, and below is the empty valley. This is a 'Lingkong Gua', which is a symbol of the tiger leaping and the dragon soaring, with unimpeded momentum. Very good, very good. It seems that this trip should be...
"
Halfway through, he said again: "No, no, that's sloppy."
He turned his eyes and looked down, saying: "There are some broken pieces down there that look like a stream, which means that there are still some small obstacles in this trip. This means that you have to be careful on this trip. If you are careless, you will still inevitably stumble and make mistakes.
The dragon swims in shallow water and the tiger falls in Pingyang!"
Then I thought about it several times and found that there was no other interpretation that was more appropriate than this one. I couldn't help but admire my own ingenious calculation.
He collected all these jade fragments with great satisfaction, and then walked out. The entourage guarding the door bowed and said: "Do you have any instructions for governing?"
Feng Daoren said: "I have just calculated that this incident may have some twists and turns. In order to ensure that the trip goes smoothly, I need to take some of Daoist Geng's elixirs with me."
After all, the benefits must be easy to ask for. Just for the promised Mianlu City area, he can get it himself when he gets there. Isn't this just asking him to do something in vain? There must be some benefits before he can take action.
The attendants couldn't help but show awe. Everyone knew that this man had an extremely good calculation technique, so he had been successful so far. However, this man had a very high self-esteem. Even King Xi would not make calculations easily.
Taking action, I think it is extremely accurate!
He said: "Please wait a moment, Zhi Dao. This is related to Zhi Dao."
He left the cottage, hurriedly found Mr. Chen, and told Taoist Feng's request. Mr. Chen showed an expression as expected. It was already customary for this man to ask for benefits every time he went out. He was already prepared, saying: "Your Highness has already
It is an instruction, if Feng Zhidao wants pills, you can give him two Fuyuan Pills."
King Xi was very generous, or he had always been generous to the upper-level forces, because he knew that these people would not come to compete with him for power, but could instead help him consolidate his power.
Therefore, he agreed to all these people's requests that were not too excessive. "Fu Yuan Dan" was made by Geng Taoist, the most famous alchemy expert in the Hao tribe. The wonderful effect of this elixir is that it can be taken no matter what level you are.
, and all can have benefits.
There are only thirty-five pills of this pill every year, which is one batch, but it is quite rare. In addition to King Xi taking it himself, he also distributes it to his subordinates and meritorious ministers, so it is already a lot to get two pills.
After Feng Daoren made the request, he got the pills not long after. Only then was he satisfied. After packing up his things, he drove up a brocade cloud, put up the Luo Gai to protect it, broke through the cloud wind, and headed for Mianlu City.
Go to the domain.
Although he is a deviant, his outward appearance is very good. Along the way, he is shining with brilliance, rainbow light, and fairy clouds floating in the air. No matter how you look at it, he looks like a fairy.
He didn't travel very quickly. When he arrived at the place where Master Han disappeared last time, he stopped, sat on top of the clouds, and looked in the direction of Mianlu.
Since he has been in the Hao Clan for many years, he has a very good understanding of creation, and he also knows the Hao Clan's usual layout. Although there is no Creation Sun and Star in the sky above the city, looking around, the weather is dense, the mountains and rivers are condensed, and the power is like a hidden force.
dragon.
This place is clearly surrounded by a monastic formation, which he is very familiar with. This means that to break through the formation, it is necessary to have the power to uproot the entire area. But in fact, it is not more than that, because when the entire
The earth veins were sorted out and unified into one place, exerting a power hundreds of thousands times greater than before.
For example, he can easily destroy an earth star, but if there is a formation on the earth star to condense the earth energy, then he may not be able to do it even if he moves it even slightly.
Master Han disappeared inexplicably last time he came here. He thought he had found the answer. He was probably trapped in the formation.
That's possible. Ordinary creation alchemists don't have the means of a cultivator, and they can't use the technique of escaping death. If they die, there's no way they can come back.
Um?
While he was looking at it, a warning sign appeared in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but become confused. He thought that there would be no illusion, so he immediately took a protective spell, and his own energy became erratic.
At this moment, Yao Zhenjun has come to the high platform again. Just now while she was sitting and watching, she felt the light sound on the sword. This was the arrival of an enemy and the sword energy was generated by itself.
However, she found that this time was different from the last time. She had just used telekinesis with her divine will, and the other party responded, and kept jumping around in the aura. The sword energy was still unable to cover it, and it felt that it was difficult to kill even if it was killed.
One sword makes great achievements.
She didn't feel any disappointment or surprise, and her bright eyes were filled with joy of meeting her opponent.
Sword cultivators need to sharpen their swords. She is not afraid of meeting opponents. The more skillful the opponent, the more she can use it to learn from herself and polish off her own flaws and shortcomings.
Moreover, the "Forcing Light Turn" technique is a magical power on the sword that can dodge and escape. Usually she is the only one who kills people, and no one kills her. If she hadn't encountered similar means before, it would be almost difficult to find a way to deal with it.
Law.
Zhang Yu also discovered that the enemy was approaching early at this moment. He saw that the person who came back was not a simple person. Although he had not picked the Void Path Fruit, his powerful magic power was not inferior to these monks. He should be a person who has been cultivating the Tao for a long time.
, and judging from his aura, he should be taking the path of grabbing the essence of others.
Generally speaking, seizing other people's essence will always leave some impurities behind, so it is dismissed as obscene. However, as a Xuanting Tingzhi, he has read many Taoist books and knows that if this method is brilliant, then
It is possible to practice all of these away.
It’s just that this method is too cruel and has no moral humanity at all. And as the Taoist practice increases, the requirements for refining the medicine will inevitably become higher and higher. Either more lives must be obtained, or people with similar cultivation levels will be required.
Comrades started.
Even if it doesn't think so, Taoism will force it to do so. Over time, its mind will gradually become distorted, so it makes sense that this method is disgusted by others.
Those who are good at this must be proficient in the method of prolonging life and avoiding death.
His eyes flashed slightly, Yao Zhenjun was still sharpening her sword. She might be able to win, but she might not be able to kill him. If he didn't die, he would definitely bring big trouble to them. If the result is like this, then
He will try to take action.
Once he shows his true strength and fights with the enemy for too long, "Shanggao" may be aware of it. But if he only attacks briefly and changes his breath slightly, there will be no problem. Last time he transformed into a red-clothed Taoist.
The attempt at incarnation has proven this.
Yao Zhenjun's mind is extremely pure. Although he is unsure of his opponent for a moment, his sword intention shines in the distance and hangs in the sky without any intention of reducing it. Instead, it becomes more and more powerful. This comes from the pure and flawless spirit of a sword cultivator.
Persistence is the foundation for her to move forward. It is pure, simple and extremely sincere.
Feng Daoren immediately felt that this could not go on. He felt that the warning signs were always lingering and getting more and more sharp, and he could not stay here forever.
He thought for a while and decided to take the initiative to break the deadlock. He took the Dharma Technique, and then a virtual figure floated out of his body and floated forward.
Drawn by this energy, Yao Zhenjun unsheathed his long sword in an instant, followed by a flash of water-like light, and his figure was blurred for a moment, and then he suddenly sheathed the sword, the light disappeared with the sword, and the Taoist robe on his body swayed slightly.
Above the clouds in the distance, a diagonal slash appeared on Daoist Feng's figure. The whole person was diagonally cut into two halves. His upper body turned into a pool of blood and fell down. However, his forward-leaning body was condensed for a while.
Really, changed into the original appearance.
He secretly praised, "Good swordsmanship!" Then a cruel smile appeared on his face, but he also knew what the move was and how to defend against it.
After Yao Zhenjun sheathed her sword, she still maintained the posture of drawing the sword. She released and retracted the sword without knowing the end. She stared for a moment, and the fighting spirit in her bright eyes became more intense.
