Zhao Lingxiang flew extremely fast, and Fahai chased him thousands of miles away with a single thought of the Flying Technique, but failed to close the distance between them.
What made Fahai even more depressed was that Zhao Lingxiang had discovered him early but refused to stop, as if she was deliberately testing his cultivation.
For ordinary eighth-level monks, a thousand years of cultivation is already at its peak, and being able to fly thousands of miles without regaining breath is a great achievement.
According to the information Fahai received, Zhao Lingxiang had a seventh-grade cultivation level and could fly thousands of miles without any problem. However, at this time, the two of them had already flown away from the land and were on the vast waves of a lake.
Hai didn't want to waste any more time playing with her.
With a flick of his finger, a sword of thought shot out and went straight towards Zhao Lingxiang.
Zhao Lingxiang in front also felt the mana fluctuation behind her. When she saw the Nianjian flying towards her, Fairy Lingbo turned aside to avoid the Nianjian. When she looked back, she found that Fa Hai had disappeared behind her.
"Ahem, I'm here."
As a clear cough came from afar, Zhao Lingxiang followed the sound and suddenly discovered that Fahai was already several miles in front of her, standing in the wind with his official shirt fluttering, watching her calmly.
"What a weird escape technique."
Zhao Lingxiang's beautiful eyes lit up, and she danced gracefully like a fairy in the sky, her clothes fluttering as she flew close to Fahai.
Looking at Zhao Lingxiang's stunning appearance with flying silver hair, Fahai's heart trembled, but fortunately, he had been practicing rebooting meditation for a long time, so he didn't lose his composure.
"It is said that Cang Jingkong is a famous loser of the Cang family, far inferior to his brother Cang Jingtian. When we met today, I found that you are quite good. If I hadn't been interested in men, I might have been attracted to you.
"
Zhao Lingxiang's eyes were shrouded in cold smoke like a deep pool, and her voice was indescribably sultry, making people feel itchy like a small hand scratching their heart.
"Haha, don't say any compliments. Zhao Lingxiang, you invited me to the Hero Inn today because of Baili Zhi, right?" Fa Hai was unmoved and laughed it off.
"Of course not. She is just a favorite doll to me, but I asked you because I wanted to negotiate a business deal."
"Oh? I like doing business the most."
"Netherworld Fantasy, are you interested?"
"It doesn't matter whether I am interested or not, what matters is what can I get?"
"Get what I have, such as Baili Zhi..."
"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I respect your sexual orientation, but I never like to use things that have been used by others, even those used by women."
"Then what do you want?"
"Haha, so generous? It seems that there must be something in the netherworld that you must get."
"good."
"Then I want you..." Fa Hai smiled, "How about one thing on my body - the Jade of Kongming?"
Zhao Lingxiang's eyes had already turned cold when she heard the first half of Fa Hai's sentence, but when she heard that Fa Hai wanted the Jade of Kong Ming, she calmed down again, "The Jade of Kong Ming is my personal belonging. It was originally a wild monster.
The beast's demon baby is transformed into a third-grade heavenly material and earthly treasure. It is indispensable for refining third-grade space magic weapons. Its value is not inferior to that of third-grade spiritual talismans. If you want it, you can, but you have to help me.
Get the blazing phoenix feather in the netherworld fantasy..."
"Fire Phoenix Feather?!" Fa Hai was stunned.
Legend has it that countless wild and strange beasts are suppressed in the netherworld, among which there is a kind of flaming phoenix in the deepest part. This kind of phoenix has a feather on its head, which is called the blazing phoenix feather. It is a rare treasure in the world.
But if you want to get this blazing phoenix feather, you must kill this phoenix. Although this flaming phoenix is not the real divine beast phoenix, but the spirit of fire transformed from a colorful feather left by the ancient divine beast four-color phoenix.
, but it has inherited all the abilities of the Phoenix clan. In addition, it has been practiced for countless years from ancient times to the present. Its power is no less than that of the three-clawed dragon clan in the world, and it is absolutely difficult to deal with.
Fa Hai has a deep understanding of how powerful the three-clawed dragon clan is, and now he wants to kill this flaming phoenix. Even if its cultivation is suppressed by the netherworld and illusion, its magical power is still there, and it can be used with all kinds of means.
Can two seventh- and eighth-grade monks bear it?
"Zhao Lingxiang, do you think the two of us can deal with the flaming phoenix?"
"Of course it's not just the two of us. I also have a helper. Her magical weapon is the most suitable for restraining the flaming phoenix." Zhao Lingxiang seemed very confident.
"who?"
"But we have to make sure that you are qualified to join us before we can tell you..." A hint of cunning flashed in Zhao Lingxiang's eyes, "Tell me first, do you agree with this business?"
Fahai thought for a moment, then sighed and made up his mind, "The Jade of Kongming is of great use to me. Even if there is danger, I have to risk my life to accompany you on this journey."
"Okay, cool! Then let's see if you are qualified to join us."
Zhao Lingxiang waved her sleeves and stepped back. At the same time, a three-foot-long bow with a simple style and a transparent appearance appeared in her hand.
With its golden color, Fahai could instinctively feel the murderous intent and coldness emerging from the bow even if he looked at it from a distance.
"Third-grade cicada-wing bow?" Fahai was stunned for a moment, then smiled suddenly, "I didn't expect that the legendary lightest bow would be in your hands. It seems that our chances of winning have increased by 10%."
The cicada-wing bow was a weapon used by the famous general Huo Qubing. During the battle at Langjuxu, Huo Qubing used this bow to kill the Xiongnu Chanyu who was guarded by countless wild monks with one arrow, thus ensuring peace in Western Xinjiang for thousands of years. According to legend, this
With a bow and an arrow from the sky, one arrow is enough to shoot through the sky.
"Stop talking nonsense, as long as you can take three arrows from my Nine Heavens Divine Feather Technique without dying, you will pass the test!"
Zhao Lingxiang stood in the sky with a cicada-wing bow in hand, with a serious look on her face, clasped the string with her bare hands, and pointed to the sky with the gesture of bending the bow to shoot a vulture. She was indescribably heroic, graceful and beautiful.
"Don't think that I don't know. The Nine Heavens Divine Feather Technique is an unheralded secret of the Yu Clan. There are only nine arrows in total. With your late-seventh-grade cultivation, shooting three arrows is probably your ultimate, right?" Fahai said.
He raised his arm slightly and lowered it, and the Pure Yang Pearl quietly appeared in his hand.
"Take the move! The first arrow, a feather flying into the sky. It will fall into flames and burn the world~"
As Zhao Lingxiang let out a long and cold chant, streaks of flame suddenly burst out from the empty cicada-wing bow, gathering the bow body and turning into a blazing fire feather arrow. When the fire feather arrow took shape, Zhao Lingxiang opened her hands and swish
With a sound, the fire feather arrow soared into the sky and disappeared into the sky.
I saw the fire feather arrow flying into space, madly absorbing the power of the fire spirits of heaven and earth, and in an instant it turned into a huge burning fireball. It fell from the sky like a meteorite, and headed straight for Fahai with a piercing scream.
The boundless flames turned the clear sky within ten miles into a bright red.
“What a huge momentum!”
There was still a calm look on Fahai's surface, as if he didn't even put the flaming fireball in his eyes. With a flick of his hand, the Pure Yang Pearl flew out of his hand.
It is a test, and naturally it cannot be avoided easily.
"A hundred hearts are as one. Duluo Fengzen!"
The "One Hundred Hearts Are Like One" Art of Absolving Demons allows Fa Hai to control one hundred and eight Pure Yang Pearls like an arm and fingers. The Pure Yang Sword's command law is obtained from the Fire Dragon Lord. The two are combined, and then
Supplemented by Fahai's own understanding of Zen, a unique set of bead-controlling methods was formed.
The world is vast, and new types of magical weapons are emerging one after another. The methods of controlling weapons are also advancing with the times and ever-changing. These methods vary from person to person and from weapon to weapon. There is never the most powerful one, only the most suitable one.
Fahai's method of controlling pearls may not be as magical as the method of controlling swords taught by Lord Fire Dragon, but it is the most suitable for him.
With a chant, Fahai formed the Dala seal with his hands and pointed upward. In an instant, the pure sun beads became as red as fire and spread out in all directions, neatly arranged into a several-foot-large circle with the Buddha's light shining.
The swastika-shaped Brahma shadow rose into the sky and faced the Burning World Falling Fire that fell from the sky.
Dala, in Sanskrit, means the most unworthy people in the world, but these most unworthy people have the most powerful vitality in the world. No matter how you bully and oppress me, I will reproduce from generation to generation and exist forever.
Fa Hai’s Tala Zen Buddhism borrows from the endless nature of the Tala.
There was a loud bang, and the swastika Brahma shadow transformed from the Pure Yang Pearl used fire to make fire, and the weak collided with the strong, and collided with the huge world-burning fallen fire. After a stalemate, the powerful falling fire gradually
From strong to weak, it turned into little sparks and dissipated in the sky, leaving only the endless Buddha's light, like the eternal shadow of the swastika, still standing proudly in the sky.
Fa Hai waved his hand, and the swastika shadow instantly decomposed into beads and flew back to his palm in a row.
Carrying it on his back with one hand, and gently twisting the pure sun pearl with the other hand, feeling the warmth of it as if connected by blood, Fa Hai looked up at Zhao Lingxiang who was a little stunned, and reminded leisurely, "Your Highness, it's time to fire the second arrow."
Seeing Fa Hai's relaxed and comfortable look, Zhao Lingxiang suddenly felt arrogant and without saying a word, she bowed her bow again, but this time she did not shoot towards the sky, but pointed at Fa Hai from afar.
"Two feathers pardon the heavens. Destroy Yuan and destroy thoughts!"
With an extremely determined shout, two rays of light, one black and one white, flew out, intertwined and combined in the air, turning into a strange black and white blade and shot towards Fahai.
Fahai repeated his old trick, flicking the pure Yang Pearl, and once again turned into a swastika shadow with the Buddha's light shining, and hit the strange blade.
It was not as majestic as the falling fire when it fell to the ground, but the blade seemed to contain strange spiritual power. It seemed to be faintly restraining the Buddha's light on the pure Yang rosary, and it penetrated the everlasting Tala Fengzen with just one glance.
Get Fahai's head.
When Fahai saw this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he reacted without hesitation. He casually shot out a thought sword, and Fahai's figure escaped several miles away.
However, the blade seemed to be locked on Fahai. After missing the blow, it immediately turned around and swept towards Fahai again with a sharp sound breaking through the air at an extremely fast speed.
"Uh~"
Seeing this, Fahai ran away again before he could stand firm. With a flash of lightning, he returned to the pierced Duluo Fengzen. He raised his hand and the swastika shadow turned into dots of Buddha light and rotated at high speed, facing towards
The black and white blades follow each other like a shadow.
Seeing from a distance that Fahai seemed to be trying his old trick again, Zhao Lingxiang couldn't help but smile proudly,
"Hmph, even if your Dharma continues to flourish, you can't stop my peerless blade that destroys the Buddha and destroys the Tao!" (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)