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Chapter 172: Broken Stone

"Chirp." A faint cry came from a collapsed mound of rocks and soil, and the sand and mud squirmed, and a purple-red head broke out from the ground.

The little beast shook its body, loosened the soil around it, and climbed out with difficulty, and then began to quickly dig the soil with its small claws. After a long time, the digged soil was piled into a small hill next to it.

There was also a pit several feet deep in front of it, and in the pit, a young man covered in messy and bloody bodies were wading.

The little beast jumped down and slapped the boy anxiously with his claws a few times.

"Cough cough..." The boy, like a dead man, coughed suddenly, instinctively spit out the soil in his mouth, and woke up leisurely.

"Where is this?" Fang Yan looked around in confusion and asked subconsciously.

"Jiuchi." The little beast waved its claws and feet beside Fang Yan's head, screaming and explaining something.

After a while, Fang Yan, who was gradually awake, had a faint smile on his face. From the little beast, he learned that he had successfully escaped from the secret place of Wanjian Sect. This was the former Wanjian Peak, but Wanjian Sect

The secret collapsed, and even the Wanjian Peak collapsed. The entire mountain turned into a piece of sand and mud, and he and the little beast were buried under it.

When he moved his body, he suddenly felt an unbearable pain. Fang Yan let out a soft cry, then lay on the muddy ground with no power, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, looking at the little beast: "This time it's really thrilling.

Yes, it was really terrible just now. If it were a little later, the consequences would be really unimaginable. I would like to thank Master Wan Jian. If he hadn't been smart enough to deal with the formation pattern, we might not have been able to get out."

Yan Hou said in fear. Thinking of the Wanjian Sect Master, he sneered at the corner of his mouth. He must be very unwilling to die.

The little beast stomped a few feet underground, then bent his big eyes heartlessly, helped Fang Yan wipe the soil from his face, and pointed at him like a teasing voice, which was typical.

I forgot the pain after the scar. It seems that the Nine-Death Life of Wanjian Sect has been forgotten by it. Perhaps for it, if you survive, you will survive. There is nothing to worry about, and there is nothing to be afraid of...

Fang Yan also smiled relievedly, infected by the cheerfulness of the little beast, stretched out his right arm and rubbed its head indulgently. Let him go over the past. As long as he is still alive, it is more important than anything else, but he has given a lot of advice in his heart.

I: "I will never give the enemy any chance in the future. This lesson has already cost me and the little beast a heavy price, and there will definitely be no next time."

After taking the herbs fed to him by the little beast, Fang Yan closed his eyes and adjusted his breath for a while, and then he felt much better. He staggered and stood up, looking at the towering and majestic moments behind him, so

At that time, Wan Jian Peak, which was already a pile of messy mountains, stones, sand and mud, sighed and the former sect was completely destroyed.

"It's really better than the heavenly sect. I thought it would be not difficult to destroy the Wanjian Sect. Who knew that a sword formation for protecting the sect made me unable to withstand it, and almost implicated the little beasts in it. The next few sects can be

Be extremely careful." Fang Yan smiled bitterly and thought to himself. Although he was frustrated this time, his idea of ​​continuing to destroy the sect was not shaken at all.

In fact, Fang Yan didn't know the situation. The founder of Wanjian Sect was a master of formations. He devoted himself to the formations throughout his life. His attainments in formations were much higher than his own cultivation. It was not something that ordinary people could reach. He was then.

By chance, I got the magical and special ru white stone. I worked hard to create a ten thousand sword formation with it as the heart of the formation. The power has increased by several levels, becoming so terrifying that it is enough to kill any cultivator under the realm of War Lord.

.

Other sects will definitely not have such a powerful sect protection formation. Even those super sects will not be able to set up such a large killing formation without Ru Baishi. So Fang Yan’s concern is that

Redundant.

"Little guy, let's go quickly. Such a big disturbance happened here, which will definitely alarm the monks around you." Fang Yan said to the little beast.

He glanced at the collapsed Wan Jianfeng again and took the little beast away...

The collapse of Wanjian Peak and the destruction of Wanjian Sect spread within a few days, which shocked all the surrounding sects and families. Although it cannot be said how powerful Wanjian Sect is, it has been passed down for nearly a thousand.

Zai's sect is quite famous around him. His special sect protection ten thousand sword formation made many people afraid. No one would have thought that he would suddenly cause a disaster of extermination. It is rumored that the entire Ten Thousand Sword Sect chicken

The dog is not left, not even a disciple is left...

Who is it who has such great energy? He doesn't even take the Ten Thousand Sword Array seriously and directly destroys the Ten Thousand Sword Sect. And even the secret land collapses. This thing hovers around everyone like a fog.

They were constantly guessing in their hearts, but in the end they were all ineffective and had no clue at all...

No matter how they guess, even if they guess, no one will associate this matter with the "common war god" who has disappeared for many days.

Yuanshan Town is a small town with little population. The people living here are all mortals. Few monks come to this remote town. There is an inconspicuous mansion to the east of the town.

In this small town with a small population and relatively poor population, it is difficult to sell such a house. But just a few days ago, a strange one-armed boy came to the town, and the boy was still carrying him.

A lively beast that no one has ever seen before, the young man is generous and without saying a word, he bought this house that has been empty for several years and has been buying it at a high price. He is so happy that the owner is almost laughing.

The simple residents of the town were all amazed.

Fang Yan and the little beast all the way, and they didn't know where they went. They just accidentally saw a small town, and it seemed that no monks would appear here, so they decided to stay in the faraway mountain for a few days to recover from their injuries.

In order to help his injuries improve quickly, Fang Yan endured his heartache and took a 300-year-old herb. At the same time, he did not forget the same seriously injured little beast. He also divided it and began to hide in the house.

Ten days passed in a blink of an eye. The three hundred years of rare herbs are pure and powerful, much better than the hundred-year-old rare products. But in these ten days, Fang Yan's body

The extremely serious injury almost recovered, and even the crushed right arm grew out. Although the injury this time was slightly less than the last time, it took more than two months to fully recover.

This time it was several times faster, which made Fang Yan sigh.

Opening your eyes slightly, a strong light passed by. The dozens of blood holes on Fang Yan's body had been repaired at this time. They bounced the dust on the cloth clothes, and their injuries were very good. Fang Yan stretched and turned with a relaxed mood.

He looked to the side.

The little beast had woken up for some time, and his big eyes were turning bored, scratching the red hair on his head from time to time, as if he wanted to make the twilight thigh hair more coquettish.

"Jiujiu." Seeing Fang Yan finally woke up, the little beast happily entered his arms, rubbed his head back and forth intimately, and his expression was extremely enjoyable. Seeing its energetic appearance, the injuries in his body should have been cured long ago.

"Haha... Little guy, he recovered faster than me." Fang Yan hugged the little beast to his eyes and said with a smile. Looking at the little beast's stingy expression, Fang Yan couldn't help but smile, shook his freshman right arm

, I felt that there was nothing wrong with it, and said, "These three hundred-year-old rare herbs are really easy to use. The medicinal power is several times stronger than the hundred-year-old rare herbs, but it is too expensive, otherwise it would be better if I could buy it in large quantities..."

If Elder Yang heard this, he would be so angry that he cursed. How precious are these three hundred years of rare herbs? Even the "Tian Yao Sect" that has been passed down for thousands of years have only a few dozen herbs. Don't

It looks like a year that is only two hundred years longer than a century-old herb, but its real value is much more expensive than it. It is absolutely priceless. He also wants to buy it in large quantities, which is simply shameless and dreaming in daydreams.

"Jiuchi." The little beast nodded with his head in agreement with the other party Yan's words, just as he had just raised his claws to agree...

Fang Yan patted its head funny, and then suddenly thought of the ru Baishitou who secretly showed his power to save him and the little beast in the Wanjian Sect. The situation was critical at that time, so he stuffed it randomly in his arms and handed it over after getting out of danger.

I gave it to the little beast to keep it, and I have no time to see it until now, and I don’t know what changed that Ru Baishi had, so why did it suddenly become so powerful.

Fang Yan still doesn't believe it yet. He has no attack power and can only help others to understand that the broken stone of the Heavenly Dao can cause the collapse of the Wanjian Sect. He couldn't help but ask himself again, this stone called "Tianyin" is, to the end

What is it?

Unexpectedly, Fang Yan hurriedly asked the little beast to take out the stone, wanting to see if it would change after the fusion.

Fang Yan closed his eyes and held the stone that was a little bigger than his slap after the fusion. His mind was ethereal, quietly sensing the special feeling brought to him by the stone. Everything around him appeared in his mind.

Even the spiritual power in the air seemed to be able to see clearly that they were beating happily. Fang Yan knew that this was the feeling of experiencing the way of heaven, which was extremely wonderful.

After a while, Fang Yan opened his eyes, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. He looked at the stone in his hand carefully and murmured: "It's still broken things, it's still a way of fusion, and it's not useful to him at all, but the lines are connected seamlessly.

.”The stone after the fusion did not have any other effects, it was still the same as before. At best, the feeling of the way of heaven was much clearer than before.

On the white stone, the complicated patterns are so dazzling that it makes people feel sad, but it gives people a smooth feeling. It is impossible to tell at all that it was merged later...

At this time, the ru white stone was dim and light. No one would take a look at it if it was thrown underground. There was nothing else at all. When the Wanjian Sect showed its power, Fang Yan became more and more suspicious. He was causing this broken stone.

The destruction of Wanjian Sect?

But if you think about it carefully, what can be noticed by the terrifying people outside the world can't be an ordinary thing, but why is it so powerful?

"Oh..." Fang Yan sighed helplessly, threw the stone to the little beast at will, and asked it to put it away. If he couldn't think of it, he wouldn't think about it. He still remembered that someone from outside asked him to collect it well that day, so collect it well. Fang Yan also

I want to see what will work when this thing is allocated.

Those monks would have to cut him alive if they knew Fang Yan’s current thoughts. They were really a waste of resources. You should know that the treasure that can help people understand the way of heaven can definitely be called the most precious and rare peerless treasure in the world. Give the holy treasure.

If you don’t change it, everyone knows that the most difficult thing in cultivation is to understand the way of heaven. As long as you have this thing, you will definitely be several times more effective in cultivation with half the effort. Your cultivation will definitely be a step forward. Even the bottleneck can be directly overcome with the help of it.

It’s not okay to be a peerless master.

But Fang Yan treats such treasures as garbage and doesn't like them, and is full of complaints. It's really crazy, but if others know that Fang Yan doesn't need to understand the way of heaven at all... Then I really don't know what the cultivators in the world will feel.




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