Taoist Fang Xian

Chapter 137

Listen to him.

Looking at Yuan Weizi who is busy digging ore like a miner in front of him.

Fang Xin couldn't help but widen his eyes:
"This is that, the hidden spiritual vein that can give birth to the innate spiritual essence, where the spiritual spring eye is located?"

"How did you find this thing?"

It's okay to talk about the earth's veins, but things like spiritual veins are basically hidden very deeply.

Not to mention that this is still in the water vein.

Things like innate true water and innate spiritual marrow belong to the master of water, the existence of kings in the water.

How could it be found so easily?

Didn't you hear the two young men just now say that the two ancestors worked together to reclaim the land, so that they could pass through the spring and enter the spiritual vein of the innate spirit?

Thinking of this, Fang Xin couldn't help but look at Yuan Weizi's expression.

This is probably not the reincarnation of the treasure hunting mouse.

However, at this moment, Yuan Weizi is busy digging for the drops of spiritual water.

How can I have time to answer him?

Seeing this moment, Yuan Weizi has dug out a drop of spiritual marrow again.

Fang Xin couldn't help but start to do it.

Just looking at him casually, he took out the three-treasure jade gourd from his altar:
"brush!"

Followed by.

Then he cast a spell, and Yu used this gourd to shoot out rays of light, hitting the spar:
"Ding Ding Ding!"

A series of crisp sounds are produced.

However, what surprised him was.

The streaks of spiritual light that he casted out of the spell did not change at all after touching the crystal stone.

Then, he thought of Yuan Weizi's actions.

Afterwards, the little gourd was manipulated by spells, and the gourd began to collide with the crystal stone in the ground with this magic weapon:

"Boom~"

The two sides collided, and Fang Xin's hands were a little numb.

But the result is still obvious.

All he could see was that the crystal stone, which had not been touched at all by the spell he cast with his aura just now, was actually crumbling at this moment.

It seemed that he only needed to smash it a few more times before he could knock down this spar.

see this scene.

Fang Xin was also encouraged, and then threw the jade gourd in his hand at the crystal again:
"Boom boom boom!"

Finally, after a series of efforts by him, the above spar, which was only the size of a thumb, fell down.

But this spar is only a small problem.

What really caught his attention was the drop of innate spiritual essence that gleamed with aura that emerged from the spar after it fell.

saw this scene.

Fang Xin also reached out to take this drop of innate spirit essence, and then put it in front of his eyes to observe.

Looking carefully, it is indeed as round and jade-like as Yuan Weizi showed him just now, with a radiant aura, making it even more precious.

Seeing this, Fang Xin also opened his mouth to swallow the drop of water:

"Guru~"

This is a bit of inspiration.

Later, he discovered that the long-lived gourd vine that hadn't grown much in his spiritual platform suddenly moved.

rustling~
After a while, under the catalysis of this bit of spiritual light, the gourd vine slowly grew a tender leaf.

Suddenly, this is the No. 20 leaf on the gourd vine.

Feeling the changes in his Lingtai, Fang Xin's eyes could not help but light up:

"nice one!"

Although it is said that the growth of this leaf is related to my previous accumulation.

But this drop of spiritual essence is also extraordinary.

If the number is large, maybe it can really push his way up.

Thinking of this, he acted more simply, and the whole person was like Yuan Weizi, working harder:
"Boom boom boom!"

"Clang clang!"

"..."

In this section of the underground spiritual vein, there were continuous knocking sounds.

After a day and night of beating.

The two hardworking gardeners couldn't help but feel a little tired at the moment.

But look down.

At this moment, a small hole was dug out by the two of them on the originally flat spar.

Looking at such a small hole, Yuan Weizi couldn't help but sigh softly:
"Just the two of us can't do it, the dragon boat is coming soon, time waits for no one."

Dragon Boat asked when they went, and it was 48 days away, and now 22 days have passed.

There are still 26 days to prepare.

But the problem is.

The two of them dug diligently for a day and a night here, expending countless energy, and finally dug such a small hole.

In just 26 days, it is impossible to really dig through, dig deep, and get more spiritual marrow.

Hearing his words, Fang Xin couldn't stop nodding:
"Yeah, it really can't~"

"We are single and weak, and we are definitely not as powerful as others who have a large number."

When it comes to here.

The two bad and oily Taoists looked at each other as if they had thought of something, and smiled slightly.

Then, they said in unison:
"Do you want others to help?" ×2
For a moment, both sides understood each other's thoughts.

obviously.

Neither of these guys is a good thing.

Immediately afterwards, the two people who thought of a good idea began to pack up the things here.

In a short while, the disguise that should be disguised, the fake that should be faked, the entire land of spiritual veins has been tightly hidden.

saw this scene.

Both showed a very satisfied smile.

Immediately afterwards, they also followed the direction of the underground water vein, and then returned to wherever they came from.

……

the next day.

The inner city of Baidi City is still exceptionally prosperous.

All kinds of Taoists, practitioners, and all kinds of monsters and aquariums are wandering in it.

A look of vitality.

And at this moment, when one of them, looking at a very strong wild boar demon, walked past one of the corners.

He was suddenly stopped by a wretched old Taoist priest:

"Fateful person, don't hesitate, it's you, you are my predestined person."

I saw that my house was stopped by the old Taoist priest.

Zhu San, the wild boar demon, was rather confused:
"Me? What do you want from me?"

Looking in front of him, there was a clear and stupid wild boar demon in those eyes.

The Taoist laughed even more happily.

Immediately afterwards, he dragged the wild boar demon who had already mastered several spiritual spells to a corner of Baidi City:

"You can't just tell other people this secret. The old man decided to tell you because of the predestined relationship between you and me."

When he said this, he couldn't help but took out a very simple-looking parchment from his waist.

Immediately afterwards, he looked at him mysteriously, and asked the wild boar demon:
"Have you ever heard of the battle between the Sea Dragon Clan and the Mang Niu Clan?"

Hearing this, Zhu San couldn't help but nodded ignorantly at this moment, and then said:
"Who doesn't know this?"

"The ancestors of both sides almost broke the river, and the fight was fierce."

Hearing this, the old Taoist couldn't help but nodded slightly:
"You only know one, not the other."

"On the surface, they are due to a dispute of spirits, but in fact, they have a truly great opportunity."

"Otherwise, why do you think they even invited the top-ranking monsters from their family?"

When he said this, he turned to the pig demon in front of him and asked:
"Do you think with your wisdom, if the children in your family fight with other people, would you fight to the death with others?"

Hearing this question, Zhu San scratched his head, and then said naively:

"Of course not."

"If my clansman loses a fight with others, I will just beat him up. How can we fight to the death over such a trivial matter?"

Hearing this, the old Taoist clapped his hands heavily:

"Isn't that enough?"

When I heard this, I heard the old Taoist ask again:

"How do you think the wisdom of the two ancestors of the Hailong tribe and the Yak tribe compares to yours?"

Hearing this, Zhu San couldn't help but nodded, and then continued to speak:
"These two adults have been cultivating and enlightening for hundreds of years, so their wisdom is naturally not comparable to that of my old pig."

"Maybe even our ancestors are not as wise as them."

Seeing that the pig demon in front of him is so good, the old man also smiled and said:
"You said that even you, a monster whose intelligence is not as good as theirs, knows that you can't fight to the death because of a battle of spirits."

"Then why are they doing this?"

Following the old way of thinking in front of him, Zhu San seemed to feel that his wisdom had been enlightened.

Immediately afterwards, after hearing his heavy slap, my thigh shouted loudly:

"Oh, I see!"

"They must be using this thing to cover up other things."

"There must be something good in it!"

Looking at the pig demon in front of him, the old Taoist couldn't help showing a gratified smile like a child could teach.

Immediately afterwards, he opened the map in his hand, and then said to the pig demon:

"According to the old man's investigation, they actually found a vein of innate spiritual essence."

"Have you heard of the innate spirit?"

"This is the treasure of heaven and earth that can improve the practice, baptize the blood, and make the practitioner go further."

"As a practitioner, you don't even know this, do you?"

Hearing the old Taoist's excitement, Zhu San couldn't help being a little excited for the time being, and then he stammered and said:
"I...why don't I know?"

"Isn't it just the innate spirit, my ancestors have taught me."

"Yes...it's true baby!"

Seeing the pig demon pretending to understand, the old man laughed even happier.

Immediately afterwards, he pointed to the dazzling lines above, and said to Zhu San, the pig demon:
"Old Taoist priest, I am alone and alone. I don't have any skills. I only have the skill of searching for dragons and acupuncture points, which can detect treasures."

"As for the Hailong clan and the Mangniu clan, they are powerful, so the old man knows that he has no ability to snatch them."

"It is precisely because of this that the underground water veins are drawn as a map, and they are taken out to find someone who is destined to sell them."

When he said this, he patted the pig's waist on the shoulder, and then he said with some excitement:
"I've been walking for so long, an old Taoist priest, but I didn't even see a talented demon."

"Who would have thought that just when I was about to leave, I would see a stream of green air rising three feet, with a colorful canopy above it, showing the image of a dragon and a tiger."

"This is a proper god-given appearance, a proper lucky person, and you are the destined person!"

Speaking of this, Fang Xin stuffed the map into the hands of the pig demon, and then said excitedly:
"Although I have spent countless efforts on this map, as a predestined person, I am willing to sell it to you at a low price."

"One hundred bigu pills, you only need the money of a dragon boat ticket, and you can get the old man's life's hard work."

"The old man is willing to invest in you, a son of heaven, who is truly lucky."

"Are you willing to take this opportunity?"

Looking at the wide-eyed, expectant and sincere old Taoist priest in front of him.

Zhu San was also extremely moved.

This old Taoist priest is really too sincere, like this kind of map that took a lot of hard work to draw, but he gave it to himself so reassuringly.

Don't be afraid to grab it and run away.

Those who have a discerning eye and know the bead know that they are a person with great luck and great opportunity. This is a really good person.

next moment.

Seeing that he directly put his hand into the Qiankun bag, and took out a big yellow gourd from it.

Immediately afterwards, another talisman was drawn out:
"Since you trust me so much, I can't let you suffer a lot."

"There are two hundred Bigu Pills in this gourd, and this magic talisman. This is what my ancestor left for me to save my life. These are all for you."

"When I have great achievements in the future, I will definitely thank you well."

After accepting the big gourd in his hand and the magic talisman, the old Taoist seemed very moved.

Then with tears in his eyes, he said:
"You are really a good person~"

Just like that, Zhu San was beaming with joy, and carefully protecting his Qiankun bag, he walked towards the outside of Baidi City.

And the reluctant old Taoist, after he couldn't see him, immediately changed from the reluctant look back to the treacherous look:

"Hey Hey……"

Followed by.

He turned around and turned into a bald monk again, then walked towards another intersection.

This time, his target was a young man from the Tiger Clan, who was also a talented person who had cultivated two sects of Dafa.

As soon as he saw the Tiger Clan youth, the old monk hurried over, and then shouted:
"Amitabha Buddha... the donor has a deep relationship with the Buddha. It must be the reincarnation of the Buddha, and the white tiger descended from the sky."

"donor……"

However, the work of a cup of tea.

With excitement in his eyes, the little tiger carefully protected his Qiankun bag and walked towards the distance.

saw this scene.

At the same time, Fang Xin, who was transformed into countless Taoists, monks, monsters, and warriors, couldn't help but patted his Qiankun bag with satisfaction.

Then he showed a gratified smile:

"It's nice to be young~"

(End of this chapter)