Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Chapter 244 Three Years of Change
Dufeng Cliff was still some distance away from Fang Qingyuan's Evergreen Garden. Fang Qingyuan stepped on the head of the seven-foot-long three-clawed black dragon and flew all the way.

Although this three-clawed black dragon was made of water, through Fang Qingyuan's continuous input of spiritual power, it was extremely powerful at this time, and it was about to rush away with the power of 12 Yuan Chen Taoism.

The power of Taoism is divided into 12 Yuanchen level Taoism, even if it is used by monks in the late stage of foundation building, it is quite difficult to use it.

Fang Qingyuan's current cultivation level is due to his practice of "The True Interpretation of the Five Spirits Transforming Evil into Forms". Every spiritual beast brings him the same mana as a foundation-building monk in the same realm, so his current mana Five times that of monks of the same level.

Even the mana that the Wood Spirit Fish Dragon and Water Spirit Xuanwu can provide to Fang Qingyuan is equivalent to that of a late-stage Foundation Establishment monk because of their advanced levels.

However, the total amount of mana of a normal late-stage foundation-building monk is only more than double, not less than twice, that of a mid-stage foundation-building monk.

Fang Qingyuan can now suppress a late-stage foundation-building monk just by relying on his total mana.

However, even if Fang Qingyuan felt that he was very powerful, he did not want to start an inexplicable fight with that demon sect member.

The benefits of winning are unknown, but the price of losing is life. Fang Qingyuan doesn't want to do this kind of high-risk business.

So he made a decisive decision and flew away, just to avoid the possible battle.

Demonic cultivators have weird methods and abnormal brains. They will even self-destruct if they cannot defeat them. Generally, monks of the same level are no match for demonic cultivators.

Thinking of the demon lord that appeared in the demon cultivator's mind, Fang Qingyuan suddenly felt even worse.

Fang Qingyuan felt that the existence that could be called a demon lord by the foundation-building monks was only in the realm of golden elixir. Fang Qingyuan felt that he was not worthy of such a title. He must at least be a Nascent Soul.

If it were even worse, it would not be impossible for him to be a spirit-transforming monk who was still alive and took the initiative to fake death and sleep in order to avoid the catastrophe.

He had to prepare for the worst in everything. Fang Qingyuan's face turned pale at this moment. He flew the three-clawed black dragon for half a quarter of an hour. After he was far away from the wind-crossing cliff, he changed his mind and threw Wan Sancai under the black dragon's claws. Go down.

"Brother Wan, I seem to have met an enemy. I don't want to involve you. Let's say goodbye. In ten days, you will wait for me at Chunhua Tower."

Fang Qingyuan quickly said these words. When the last words of this sentence were still echoing in Wan Sancai's ears, Fang Qingyuan drove the three-clawed black dragon and disappeared from Wan Sancai's eyes, leaving only a vague black dot.

On the ground, Wan San opened his mouth wide. He looked at Fang Qingyuan who was leaving quickly and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

Recalling the feeling when he was carried away by the three-clawed black dragon, Wan San shrank his neck, looked around, found a different direction from Fang Qingyuan, took out a flying boat, and ran away quickly.

A moment after Fang Qingyuan and Wan Sancai left one after another, the demon cultivator who was originally on the shore of Dufeng Cliff suddenly appeared here.

Beside him, there were two foundation-building monks wearing black cloaks. Judging from their aura, they were obviously much higher than the demonic cultivator just now.

"Are you sure that person didn't notice us?"

One of them spoke coldly, with a cold tone and a rotten smell all over his body.

"Returning to the master, the disciple is convinced that the water monk never glanced at the disciple from the beginning to the end. The disciple is seven or eight hundred feet away from him. No matter how powerful his spiritual consciousness is, he cannot be at such a long distance. Discover the disciple’s disguise.”

The disciple who reported the news was frightened and immediately excused himself. In fact, his analysis was very reasonable. The spiritual consciousness of the monks in the early stage of foundation building can at most reach thirty or forty feet from the body. Within this range, the monks are very sensitive to the surrounding environment. .

The slightest abnormal change would attract the attention of the monks, and he was seven or eight hundred feet away from Fang Qingyuan. With this distance, even late-stage foundation-building monks would find it difficult to see through his disguise.

After all, the spiritual perception of monks in the late stage of foundation building is only about three hundred feet.

The spiritual soul of a monk, like his cultivation level, also increases with the improvement of his realm. The spiritual consciousness of a perfect monk in the early stage of foundation establishment is within fifty feet, that of a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment is 150 feet, and that of a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment is three meters. About a hundred feet.

The effective range detected by this spiritual consciousness is called the monk's own circle of true knowledge.

In addition to this circle of true knowledge, there is also a remote sensing circle with a range of several thousand feet and a radius of one to twenty miles.

However, this kind of remote sensing circle can only roughly sense whether there are obvious changes in Qi within this range. For example, it can remotely sense how many foundation-building and Qi-refining monks there are in this range. For example, it can sense if there are any violent fighting conflicts or strong hostility. It's obviously a monster or something.

The circle of true knowledge and the circle of remote sensing are the eyes through which a monk observes the outside world. It can be said that a cultivator would rather be blind than lose the ability to observe the outside world with his spiritual consciousness.

However, the demon sect's foundation-building monk who reported the news did not see through Fang Qingyuan's true cultivation level, nor did he expect Fang Qingyuan's trump card.

The Remote Sensing Circle for others, with the fusion of the Bee Mother's innate magical power: 'The Voice of All Things', has gradually acquired some abilities of the True Knowledge Circle.

There are even some qualities that are more magical than the circle of true knowledge of ordinary monks.By sensing emotions, you can know the other person's attitude towards you. The fire of the soul is reflected on the monk's soul and cannot be hidden without special methods.

Moreover, Fang Qingyuan's current circle of true knowledge is much larger than that of ordinary late-stage foundation-building monks.

The two souls blended together, and the total amount of the soul was strong. Over the years, he had been practicing soul magic in the Immortal Mansion, absorbing ghosts, and endlessly strengthening his soul.
Due to various reasons, Fang Qingyuan's True Knowledge Circle's sensing range is now 370 eight feet in radius, which has exceeded the average for monks in the normal late stage of foundation building.

Although such a powerful circle of true knowledge did not find the devil's fault, Fang Qingyuan was a disciple of the Beast Control Sect and had a magical companion beast.

Otherwise, without the magical power of the Bee Mother, Fang Qingyuan would probably not be aware of it. At this time, he would be blocked and passively fight.

Looking at the cultivation levels of the other three, Fang Qingyuan would be in trouble even if he was at full strength, because two late-stage foundation-building monks suddenly appeared on the other side.

"Corpse slave, don't blame him harshly. It's not our mistake, it's the other party's good luck. He probably encountered something temporarily. Furthermore, if you capture a second-level low-grade sea beast, of course you have to rush to the market to take action. So The big sea beast Shifang storage bag can’t fit in, so it’s better to leave it to professionals.”

The person who spoke was another person in a bamboo hat. His voice was gentle and magnetic, and his words were gentle. However, when he fell into the ears of the demon cultivator who reported the message, he quickly lowered his head, fearing that the other party would notice his eyes. in fear.

"The Corpse Slave understands, what the secret master said makes sense, but the Venerable has said that we need to gather the Five Elements Spiritual Bodies. We are still short of water. Mu and Mu finally encountered a lone Water Spirit and a Foundation Establishment without a foot. Monk, don’t let it go so easily.”

The secret master laughed:
"I have collected this person's magic aura. As long as he does not use the teleportation formation to leave the Tiefeng Islands, he will not be able to escape from our hands. As soon as he leaves the market, that is our chance. After all, he is far away from the Lord. The deadline specified by the petitioner is still two years away, and I don’t believe he won’t leave the market.”

After saying this, the secret master glanced at the demon sect monk who reported the news, and threw out a bottle of pills.

"After eating this elixir, you will be one step closer to my Lord. I hope you can return to my Lord's body as soon as possible and enjoy boundless blessings."

"Thank you Master, thank you Master!"

As the Demon Cult monk paid his respects, the Corpse Slave and the Secret Master disappeared.

Seeing the familiar crowd in front of him, Fang Qingyuan was shocked. He quickly dispersed the three-clawed black dragon body under his feet, took out his magic sword, and flew forward quickly.

There was no surprise or danger along the way. Fang Qingyuan stood on the head of the three-clawed black dragon and was on guard all the way. In the end, he did not wait for the attack from the demon sect member.

The speed of the three-clawed black dragon was not as fast as that of directly controlling the magic sword, but it was not much different. For the sake of this powerful water dragon's combat power, Fang Qingyuan used magic to forcefully maintain its body and prevent it from collapsing.

When there is a real encounter, this three-clawed black dragon can be used as most of the combat power in the late stage of foundation building. In comparison, the mana consumed is nothing.

But now that we have arrived at the gate of Fangshi, there is no need to maintain the three-clawed black dragon. There are disciples of the Tiefeng Beast Control Sect patrolling Fang City. No matter how powerful the demonic cultivator is, he does not dare to directly attack the beast control sect's industry.

Because no matter whether you are a god-transforming monk or not, you don’t dare to provoke the beast-controlling sect.

When he arrived at Fang City, Fang Qingyuan changed his clothes and walked in easily. Only when he actually entered the city did Fang Qingyuan's tense nerves relax.

The huge bluestone bone fish, which is three feet long, is currently in the Immortal Mansion, being watched by the little guys Jin Bao and Yin Bao.

Not long after Fang Qingyuan left Wan San behind, he took this fish into the Immortal Mansion. Otherwise, it would be very troublesome to run away with this prey.

Fang Qingyuan is not in a hurry to sell this fish. During these days, he wants to stay out of the limelight and wait and see what happens.

So Fang Qingyuan randomly found a larger elixir shop, threw out eighty bottles of blood energy elixirs, and then quickly returned to his mansion, closed the door, and began to retreat.

Ten days later, Fang Qingyuan sent someone to bring twenty bottles of fish bait mixed with blood energy pills and a letter to Wan Sancai in Chunhua Building.

Twenty days later, a mysterious fishing bait quietly became popular among the fishermen at Dufengya.

Half a year later, Shen Wanjun of the 'Tu Feng' needed to find other fellow animal trapping ships to borrow sea animal essence and blood to meet Fang Qingyuan's growing demand.

A year later, a grocery store specializing in selling various types of fishing bait opened, and Wan San was the shopkeeper.

Two and a half years later, a demonic tide broke out in the outer sea. Many monks were killed and injured. The Tie Feng Beast Control Sect hurriedly asked for help from Zhongshan. To this end, the Beast Yuzong Mountain sent two Nascent Soul monks and Dazhou Academy sent one.

At this time, Fang Qingyuan walked out of his small courtyard and prepared to sit in Chunfeng Tower.

(End of this chapter)