The world is an actor

Chapter 92 Are you trying to trick me into making that pair of repairing furnaces?

"Li Feiyu, thank you senior sister for your love!"

Fang Xiu stood up and saluted, with a look of ecstasy on his face.

As a casual cultivator in the wilderness with no family or sect, what a blessing it is to be able to practice in one of the seven holy places in the world.

If he refuses, wouldn't it be a rat licking the cat's ass and seeking his own death!

"You follow me to the Silver Light Giant City first, and when I finish my work, I will take you back to Xuanding Yinshanzong!"

Zi Yan smiled and said: "My Xuanding Yinshan Sect is very short of a handsome and good-looking little brother like you!"

"This……!"

Fang Xiu was startled when he heard the words, and a tangled color appeared in his eyes.

The light in his eyes flickered, as if a fierce ideological struggle was going on in his heart.

After a while, his eyes froze, his face revealed a look of determination, and he made a difficult decision.

"Thank you, Senior Sister, for your kindness, but it's a pity that I may not have a chance with the noble sect!"

Fang Xiuchang sighed: "I am leaving home this time, and I want to escort the ashes of a senior back to my hometown. I have been entrusted and loyal to others. Since I promise, I must do it!"

If Ziyan directly gave him a letter of recommendation from an outer disciple of the Xuanding Yinshan Sect, or a token, Fang Xiu would accept it.

After all, he and Reverend Rouyu are at odds, and Reverend Qingsong also has braids in his hands.

In case one day you can't stay in Xuantian Haozong, you can also run away early and go to Xuanding Yinshanzong to dawdle.

But with a companion?

just forget it.

The lesson from the past is still there, how could he fall twice in the same place!
What's more, this woman's various behaviors are very abnormal, and she will send out a disciple of the sect as soon as she meets?
I'm afraid there are other plans?
Xuanding Yinshanzong?
Could it be that you want to lie to me to become the furnace of double cultivation?

It's too scary, how can he, Fang Xiu, eat the soft food that he came by!
"you sure?"

Zi Yan was stunned.

She fast-forwarded all the plots of Fang Xiu since the show started.

I didn't realize that this guy can also act.

And the psychological quality is very good, he tells a lot of lies, and his face doesn't blush.

"Senior Sister Shuang, see you again if you are destined, please walk slowly!"

Fang Xiu cupped his hands.

"Well, that's fine!"

Zi Yan could only nod her head, she looked at the forest in the distance, and then at the sun in the sky: "It's getting late, it's not safe for me to walk at night alone as a girl, let's talk about it after staying here for one night!"

"It's getting late?"

Fang Xiu looked up at the rising sun and fell silent.

This bitch must be playing with him.

Fang Xiu held up the fishing rod calmly, moved a few tens of meters to the side, and tightened his belt, only then did he feel at ease.

Fortunately, although Zi Yan insisted on not leaving, she never deliberately approached Fang Xiu again.

With her legs crossed, she sat on the shore, her eyelids drooped, she pinched a formula, and started to practice.

Fang Xiu squatted aside to fish. Although he was far away from this mysterious Shuangzi girl, he did not dare to take it lightly.

Always divided his mind, paying attention to every move of Shuang girl.

"call"

As time slowly passed, Zi Yan's cultivation gradually improved.

There was a faint halo around her body, and countless specks of light, as small as dust, came from all directions, gathering around and continuously lingering.

She opened her mouth to breathe, and exhaled streams of white air from her mouth and nose, majestic and far-reaching, and even condensed into cyclones in mid-air.

The light spots lingering around her, submerged into the cyclone, poured into her body like a funnel.

Gradually, her body also emitted scorching flame waves, rising continuously.

"Flame Wave Gathering Ding!"

With a soft reprimand from Zi Yan, the flame wave condensed into a simple and heavy giant tripod.

"call!"

Zi Yan exhaled again, puffing and puffing like a beast, the lake surface swished and was divided into two halves by the air waves.

Ziyan jumped up into the air and landed in the middle of the small lake. Her body shook, and the huge flame waves hummed, and the terrifying and fiery breath engulfed the entire small lake in an instant.

All the water in the lake evaporated and turned into billowing mist, covering the land for several miles, like a fairyland.

"This is too exaggerated!"

Fang Xiu was caught off guard while holding the fishing rod.

At the bottom of the lake in front of him, a few unlucky lake fish, with their eyes wide open, didn't know what was going on at all, and lay in the dry mud with dazed faces, looking at each other with Fang Xiu.

Then, Fang Xiu stretched out his hand and grabbed it ashore as a toasted dinner.

"Fish can't be caught!"

Fang Xiu looked at the condensed and steaming mist above, and suddenly remembered that he had not practiced the Yunlin Prison Suppressing Kungfu that he had obtained from Yaochen for a few days.

Since leaving the sect, there was no time to practice due to the Xianzhou tragedy, and the cold and bitter place was also free of clouds and mist, so the practice has been put on hold.

At this time, the clouds and fog above the head are filled, which is the best time to practice.

Fang Xiu took out the Nine-Aperture Golden Pill from his bosom and threw it into the air.

The black-golden pill turned around, and the air of the cloud and mist rolled in and was absorbed by the golden pill, forming a vortex with a width of about [-] meters.

After a while, the golden core finally stopped absorbing and flew back to Fang Xiu's hands.

He lightly held the golden elixir, dripped the cloud liquid condensed in the nine holes on the skin of his right arm, and visualized the shape of a unicorn in his mind.

Yunye moved slowly, as if he had life, and on the skin of his right arm, a pattern of Lin's head condensed.

But for some reason, the newly condensed Linshou and the original Yunlin power in his right arm produced mutually repelling and colliding forces as soon as they came into contact.

Like two completely different attributes, they are hostile to each other and cannot coexist.

"Could it be because the power of Yunlin on my arm has been refined by spiritual power?"

Fang Xiu thought of a possibility.

Then stimulate the spiritual power in the body to wrap the newly formed prototype of Yunlin, destroying the original attribute power inside it.

"buzz"

Sure enough, after being infused with spiritual power, the newly condensed Yunlin prototype became more agile and domineering, and it no longer repelled the Yunlin power on his right arm, and instantly merged into one.

"Yunlin Town Prison!"

Fang Xiu clenched his fist, and a phantom of Yunlin emerged around his right arm.

He punched randomly, Yunlin roared, and within ten meters around, the air vibrated, the power was terrifying!
"It's a pity that Yunlin's Prison Suppressing Art can only be practiced once a day. If there is no limit to the number of times, my strength will definitely improve by leaps and bounds!"

"By the way, the Origin of the Beginning Dao Sutra I practice is a heaven-level technique. The spiritual power attribute can easily destroy the internal power of Yunlin's prototype. What if I soak the Nine Hole Golden Elixir with spiritual power?"

With a movement in Fang Xiu's heart, he mobilized the spiritual power in his body and penetrated towards the Nine Hole Golden Elixir.

"boom"

As soon as the spiritual power entered the golden core, Fang Xiu's heart trembled violently.

Inside the Nine Holes Golden Pill, he felt an extremely powerful force.

Although the attributes of this kind of power are not as refined and condensed as the spiritual power of the Beginless Daoyuanjing, it is like a huge mountain stretching across the earth, which makes people look up and respect.

The spiritual power condensed like divine iron is as insignificant as an ant in front of the gigantic mountain.

However, on this huge mountain, Fang Xiu faintly felt a familiar aura, which was very similar to the Yunlin pattern condensed on his arm, but slightly different.

Fang Xiu had a feeling that there were countless powerful Yunlins suppressed in the mountains!
(End of this chapter)