Taoist Fang Xian

Chapter 334 Surprised
Seeing the stall owner's appearance, Fang Xin burst into laughter:
"Just accept it as you see fit. You won't get much benefit from me here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the yellow cloth bag and wrapped the dozen or so pieces of scrap metal.

Then, he carried it and walked towards the distance.

Hearing this, the thief-headed stall owner was slightly startled at first, and then he let out a soft breath:

"Forget it, it's just a little thing..."

There are so many practitioners in this conference, there is no need to go up all the time and annoy others.

Holding the cloth bag in his hand, Fang Xin casually found an unoccupied rockery and sat down directly.

Followed by.

He opened the yellow cloth bag and took out a small fragment of a palm-sized object from inside:
"There is a trace of cause and effect lingering on this thing, and this method seems to be somewhat similar to mine."

"It just took too long."

"It has been polished for such a long time, at least tens of thousands of years."

"It's a pity that this thing is broken. If it hadn't been broken, maybe we could actually get a glimpse of some of its secrets."

When he said this, he picked up the remaining broken items.

The whole person's face also looked very interested:

"It seems that such methods of deceiving the secrets of heaven and reversing yin and yang have been spread since ancient times."

"It's just that it's too secretive, and it's hard for most practitioners to know about it."

When he said this, a little golden light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Followed by.

I only saw the rapid change of the originally dark pupils. In the blink of an eye, they turned into double pupils that opened and closed with divine light at all times:
"brush!"

A light flashed.

Immediately afterwards, he quietly looked into the many gravels in the bag.

One after another, light and shadow flashed through his eyes, vaguely as if time was going back.

saw this scene.

Fang Xin also kept looking at the many fragments of artifacts.

It seems like he wants to see something from it.

As he went deeper and deeper.

All I saw was the hazy light and shadow, which seemed to have solidified to the extreme at a certain moment.

Followed by.

Only a hazy light and shadow appeared from inside, and then an iron whip-like object was casually dropped.

The movements are very casual.

It's like dropping an ordinary seed.

And this is not an exception.

All I could see was that the figure in the dim light and shadow seemed to be holding something for free.

In a short time, dozens of them were scattered.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xin couldn't help but subconsciously narrowed her eyes:

"In ancient times, there were indeed people like me."

"A grain of grain is planted in spring, and tens of thousands of tons of grain are harvested in autumn. This method becomes more and more familiar the more you see it, the more you see it, the more familiar it becomes..."

In a daze, he felt that his figure seemed to merge with the light and shadow inside.

Because he has done such things before.

It's just that he used these items to establish the relationship between the two parties as registered disciples, and then used his disciples to prevent disasters.

But this one is different now.

Because everything he throws out has its own uniqueness, as if a seed has been planted to sprout.

Just one of those moments.

I only saw the hazy light and shadow that had been throwing away the magic weapon, looking like a seed, and suddenly raised its head:

"brush!"

A look suddenly looked over.

Vaguely, it seems that through eternity, through time, I want to see from the past to the present.

Seeing this scene and feeling the gaze that seemed to be coming from somewhere, Fang Xin couldn't help but change her face:
"What a supernatural power."

The past is measurable, but the future is uncertain.

Some things may have problems in the next thousand or hundreds of years, let alone ten thousand years later.

Now, this gaze is too bright.

If he could really see the present at a glance, he might really be able to use heavenly calculations across time and space to leave behind some great back-up plan.

thought of here.

As soon as he thought, the armillary sphere that he specially refined appeared in front of him:

"Then let me see which one of us is better!"

After the words fell, I could only see the movements in his hands, quickly squeezing the magic formula, and then turning the armillary sphere in his hands:

"Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Tiantong, Tianliang, Ziwei, Sun, Taiyin..."

Stars were moved by him.

Vaguely, there seems to be a huge aura that makes the stars of the chessboard work.

One after another, he turned the stars into chess pieces and arranged them neatly in the mysterious sky.

It's like a black dragon that keeps flying and biting in the sky, as if it wants to bite through the barrier of something.

That look was still very shining.

However, it seems that there is no longer the sense of oppression just now.

Just one of those moments.

You can see Fang Xin gently turning the armillary sphere in his hand:
"Crash..."

Only the armillary sphere was seen rotating rapidly.

It vaguely seemed to have turned into a top, rushing into many stars, sweeping them into chaos:

"boom!"

In the dark, a roar sounded.

Immediately afterwards, he only saw the pagoda being held in his hands in the light and shadow. Before he could throw it out, the pagoda suddenly shattered:

"boom!!"

And that busy study period seems to have become more hazy, as if it will disappear in the next moment.

Saw such a scene.

Seeing that his method was working, the gaze didn't really look over.

While Fang Xin breathed a sigh of relief, he also quickly took action and grabbed the light and shadow inside:

"Since you are still in the realm of Dharma, then you, an old antique from tens of thousands of years ago, can pass away peacefully."

"Next is our time!"

After the words fell, I saw only the spiritual light in the dark, which seemed to turn into a small lake.While Fang Xin put her hand in, she vaguely seemed to catch a small fluorescent whitebait:
"Whoosh!"

Seeing this harvest, Fang Xin could only see one finger pointing to the sky and the other to the ground.

Then, a strange pattern filled with aura, but completely composed of gossip, appeared above his head and feet.

I only saw him touching up and down slightly:
"Swipe la la..."

Immediately afterwards, I saw that the two Bagua patterns, both in the sky and underground, were rotating rapidly.

It seems to have reversed the secret of heaven, separated Yin and Yang, and blocked everything out.

Wait until everything is sorted out.

Then, Fang Xin felt the light in his hand, and then he nodded with some understanding:
"So it is, so it is."

"Different uses of the same method will have different effects."

"Sure enough, if we are three people together, we must have my teacher."

When he finished speaking, his eyes were already shining slightly.

It seems to be a great harvest.

Looking at the many fragments in his hand, he saw the many fragments at this moment, as if they had experienced the passage of time.

It has become extremely decayed.

Even when he looked over, a breeze blew by, and all the fragments had been blown away by the wind.

But he no longer cares about the many fragments at this moment, because he has gained new gains:

"It turns out that you only need to use Tianji magic to cover up your traces, and then you can use other people's Dao Fruit Sacrifice to refine the magic weapon?"

"It is indeed a good idea to use the interweaving of cause and effect to sacrifice the magic weapon."

The process of self-refining a magic weapon is not only cumbersome, but also very troublesome.

However, it is different when lending out your own magic weapon.

Because this not only cuts off one's own cause and effect, but also allows others to sacrifice magical weapons for one during the process of growth.

Although this does not account for a precise word.

But as long as you keep working hard, you can get the title Guangbo to some extent and be known as the Immortal with Many Treasures, so there should be no problem.

Thinking of this, I just watched him wave his hand:
"Bah!"

After he arrived, the curtain he casually set up quickly broke, and he slowly entered reality.

Standing in the mountains again.

Just looking at the several mountain realms where many low-level practitioners with only the sorcerer realm were passing by, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes:
"The Hundred Realms Conference is a rare event in the entire Southern Meteor Mountain."

"Whether it is the masters of the many mountain realms or the disciples under their command, they will all want to join in the fun."

“This is a really great resource.”

"Perhaps many of the young people here will be the heads of various sects or the masters of the mountain realm in 2000 years."

"If I borrow their hands to sacrifice the magic weapon."

"I just don't know if it will be possible to achieve the level of making elixirs for me in any country before."

The entire country belongs to him and is a manifestation of his magical power. Such a thing is already shocking to the world.

If it were the entire mountain scene, many top cultivators in the entire heaven would offer magical weapons to him.

That's really awesome.

It's just that this matter needs to be considered in the long term, and he doesn't have enough materials at the moment.

Still need to prepare.

Thinking of this, he first glanced at the many mountains behind him, and then planned to walk up to the main peaks to take a look.

After all, the people entertained on the main peak are basically people with Dharma status and above.

Wait for him to go up and change something.

At that time, if you mix it with ordinary iron essence, you will naturally have many magic weapons.

Just do it.

I just saw him waving his sleeves, and then walking along a high mountain over there:

"pat, pat..."

However, before he could take a few steps, he saw a fat man suddenly jump out from the distance:
"Long time no see. Fellow Taoist Yuanbao, how are you?"

Looking at the flexible fat man in front of her, Fang Xin couldn't help but smile, and then said:
"Fellow Taoist Fugui'er, you are fine."

"I thought that Taoist friend, a busy man, was still practicing hard on the Sky Tower."

After hearing Fang Xin's words, Fu Guier Steward couldn't help but smile, and then said:
"It's all thanks to fellow Taoists."

"If fellow Taoist hadn't lifted up a mountain and flew directly into the sky, I wouldn't have had the leisure time to come here to participate in the grand event."

"As soon as this mountain realm, fellow Taoist, is lifted up, it will directly fulfill my standards within hundreds of years."

"Now that I have nothing to do, I feel very at ease..."

When he said this, he slightly cupped his hands, then smiled and said to Fang Xin:
"I wonder if I could invite fellow Taoists to take a walk on this mountain together?"

After hearing this, Fang Xin nodded with a smile, and then said:
"I came to this treasured land for the first time, and I don't know as much as my Taoist friends about the various things here."

"Next, we have to trouble fellow Taoist Fugui'er."

After hearing what Fang Xin said, the rich steward smiled very kindly:

"Follow me. Naturally, you can't let fellow Taoists suffer. If I remember correctly, there should be an internal exchange meeting of our Sky Tower above."

"The opportunity is right, let me take fellow Taoists up to have a look."

When he said this, he was led towards one of the mountain roads.

It was as if we were very familiar with each other along the way.

The whole road is criss-crossed, with many twists and turns, and there are many forks on the road.

It seems to lead to different places.

While walking on this criss-crossed path, the wealthy steward also said with great curiosity:
"I heard that Taoist Fellow Yuanbao had a conflict with Master Wudu under Zhenjun Ouyang, and even Zhenjun Ouyang was injured by fellow Taoist."

"Could it be that by chance, fellow Taoist, you have now cultivated into a true king?"

Hearing the question from Manager Fugui, Fang Xin couldn't help but shook his head slightly:
"It's just a bit of luck."

"How can Zhenjun be so easy to cultivate?"

When he said this, he just paused for a moment, then turned to the wealthy steward and said:
"I just don't know where Daoist Brother Xuanhuang is now?"

"It seems that Ouyang Zhenjun's target is him. I just suffered a little bit of trouble."

Ever since the guy with Xuanhuang Sword came to the Sky Tower, there seemed to be no news about him.

If there is no news for a while, that's it.

There has been no news for more than 100 years, so that matter seems much more interesting.

I just don’t know what kind of medicine this Xuanhuang Jian is selling in the gourd.

After hearing Fang Xin's question, the rich steward's face couldn't help but become a little weird.

The whole person is in a state of not being able to say what he wants to say.

After holding it in for a long time, the rich steward finally said:
"Fellow Taoist, you will know next when you look at it."

"..."

(End of this chapter)