Taoist Fang Xian

Chapter 335
This path looks quite winding.

After a long and winding journey, they arrived at a bamboo forest.

however.

When he looked through the bamboo forest at the scene inside, he couldn't help but be slightly startled:
"That one inside is Taoist Brother Xuanhuang?"

If you look carefully, you can see a man sitting cross-legged in the center of the small bamboo forest with a tall and straight posture and a long sword on his back.

only.

Compared to before, he was even more heroic at this moment, and there was even a faint aura of pure Yang emanating from his body.

It's like a strange phenomenon caused by too much yang energy in the soul.

Not only that, I could only see that there was a faint innate energy on the black and yellow long sword that was like an iron whip carried on his back.

It seems very mysterious.

It even made him feel like he couldn't see through it.

But the problem is, now that he is infinitely close to the True Lord, the only people who can prevent him from seeing through are the True Lord level figures.

But the problem is.

This matter is too mysterious.

You know, a hundred years ago, this Taoist friend Xuanhuang had just survived the second catastrophe of refining his body.

Within a hundred years, he had been refining his body twice in a row, and even had the most critical moment of stepping into the life and death of the True Lord.

This is simply more divine than him.

After hearing Fang Xin's inquiry, the wealthy man in charge couldn't help but sigh slightly:

"It is as you see it."

"It's just that it's more complicated and harder to explain..."

At the end of the story, the expression on Fu Gui'er's manager's face couldn't help but become a little weird.

I don’t know if it’s exclamation or what.

After hearing his words and looking at the Xuanhuang Sword standing in the center of the entire venue, Fang Xin nodded inexplicably:
"It seems that things are indeed a bit complicated. Let's go in first and talk about it."

After the words fell, I only saw the outermost bamboo forest, and suddenly a breeze blew by:
brush!
A green light appeared.

Immediately afterwards, only Fang Xin and the others were seen arriving at the outskirts of the bamboo forest, and they suddenly disappeared outside.

Looking inside through the bamboo forest.

It seems that there are two more hazy, but very strange figures deep in the bamboo forest.

Stepping into another space inside the bamboo forest, Fang Xin looked in all directions at first glance:

"It is indeed an internal exchange meeting!"

A closer look revealed that there were not many people in the entire bamboo forest.

At most there were only ten people.

Everyone has a small table in front of them, but some sit, some lie down, and some lie down.

It seems like it's really freeing.

Of course, the most surprising thing was that among the nearly ten people, there were two other people whose auras he couldn't see through.

One is a man whose whole body is shining with glory and looks very majestic.

The other one was a big man whose whole body was pitch black, but with a faint light and shadow on his forehead.

And this moment.

The Xuanhuangjian sitting cross-legged in the middle of the bamboo forest seemed to be talking endlessly:
"..."

As the two of them came here, they saw the Taoist priest who was wearing yellow clothes and looking a little sloppy who had been lying next to him, slowly moving his body.

After he changed to a comfortable position, he lazily said:
"The rich and noble are really rare guests."

"I didn't expect that a small Baijing Conference could still trouble rich people to take care of things. It's really shocking..."

Looking at the old man in yellow clothes in front of him, there is no trace of mastery in him.

The rich man in charge couldn't help but rolled his eyes at him angrily, and then said:
"You're not bad at being a wasp, either."

"I'll sleep wherever I go. I don't know what the purpose of attending this Hundred Realms Conference is."

Under normal circumstances, the Baijing Conference is usually held once every 300 years.

High-quality practitioners with longer lifespans can basically survive it, let alone many Dharma masters.

Even some Dharma practitioners who have lived a little longer have experienced it three or four times in their lives.

After arguing with Mr. Huang, the rich steward then began to introduce to everyone:

"Fellow Taoists and seniors, this is the Master Yuanbao who lifted the mountain realm some time ago."

"You must have heard of it."

At the end of the story, the rich steward couldn't help but smile.

After all, those who can come here are basically the ones with the lowest strength who are in the Three Tribulations realm.

We are in the Southern Meteor Mountains.

Something like lifting a mountain into the sky is basically a moderately exciting event.

Naturally, most of them know it.

Sure enough, after hearing what he said, many other practitioners looked at him in surprise.

Especially the old man in yellow clothes who looked like he was sleeping in a daze.

When he heard this, his eyes widened:
"You mean he was the one who beat up all those five old ghosts, the famous Lord of Cuiwei Mountain Realm?"

When he said this, the veteran Wasp stopped sleeping and even walked a few steps forward. He seemed to attach great importance to it and wanted to get to know Fang Xin.

I saw his actions.

The rich man in charge also smiled and explained to Fang Xin:
"Don't look at this old man who looks lazy all day long. He seems very sloppy."

"But his magical powers are amazing."

"Although I can't compare to fellow Taoists who can fight one against five, there is no problem in suppressing one of the Five Poison Masters."

When he said this, he paused slightly, as if he had remembered something interesting:
"Lao Dao Huang and the Master Bichan were really old rivals back then."

"It's just that every time the Master Bi Chan travels, he basically follows several of his brothers, which makes Mr. Huang suffer a lot."

"...So, this old guy seems so attentive when he meets fellow Taoist Yuanbao."

After hearing the rich steward's explanation, Fang Xin nodded slightly, expressing his understanding:

"So that's the case, I know."

"I've met fellow Daoist Wong, Yuan Bao, I'm so polite..."

From his name and his own induction, he could guess that this fellow Taoist was indeed a wasp.

Although it looks very indifferent.

But there seemed to be a vague murderous intent gathering among them.

It's like the sting behind the wasp's tail, giving people a feeling of rays on their backs.

Seeing Fang Xin's movements, the veteran Wasp couldn't help but smile and salute:

"As an experienced Taoist, I have to thank my Taoist friends."

"Fellow Taoist really helped the old Taoist and avenged his great revenge." When he said this, his whole face showed a trace of visible joy.

Frogs have always eaten bugs.

Before he attained enlightenment, he had a conflict with the real Bi Chan.

He had been at a disadvantage before.

It is precisely because of this that after he truly attained Taoism and practiced Taoism, he often went to trouble Master Bichan and even wanted to kill him.

It's just that although the Five Poison Masters are not strong individually, the five of them combined are second only to the True Lord.

Especially the toxicity is very strong.

As an old demon who has become a master of the Wasps, he basically cannot defeat them, and may even suffer a loss.

Now he has met a ruthless scoundrel, and he is the ruthless scoundrel who taught him a lesson from his old enemy.

Then of course you have to fawn over and make friends.

After introducing Master Huang, the rich steward introduced five or six other Three Tribulations Masters.

Most of it was bland.

But they all mean a nod of acquaintance.

But when he introduced the last two people, Manager Fugui'er became visibly serious.

I saw that the wealthy steward cleared his throat beforehand, and then introduced the majestic man with a shining face:

"The person in front of me is the famous Lord Lei of Daze, the Lord of the Mountain in Daze Mountain."

"It has been more than a thousand years since he achieved the realm of True Lord. He is a truly authentic and veteran strong man."

After hearing this, Fang Xin turned his gaze to the majestic man in front of him.

Both sides looked at each other:

"Om..."

Vaguely, Fang Xin seemed to see a thunder pool that stretched across the sky and the earth, and even a giant god waving his body in the thunder pool:
rumbling...

Seeing Fang Xin's performance, Lord Osawa Lei couldn't help but smile:
"Fellow Taoist Yuanbao is really a gift from heaven."

"It is truly unprecedented to be able to practice to such a profound level in the realm of three tribulations."

"It's really a terrible life..."

When it came to the end, Osawa Leijun couldn't help but reveal a trace of emotion.

He is the incarnation of the innate spirit.

Life is naturally extremely long.

It was precisely because of this that he felt so emotional after feeling Fang Xin's blazing vitality.

Apart from anything else, what he can be sure of is that Fang Xin's age is definitely not more than 1000 years old, and he can definitely be considered a young man in front of him.

more importantly.

When the two sides looked at each other, he vaguely saw a gourd vine reaching into the sky and the earth behind Fang Xin.

And inside the big gourd that looked vaguely hazy hanging at the top, there seemed to be something that was a great threat to him.

It was precisely because of this that he was generous with his praise.

This is a growing talent!

After hearing Lord Osawa Lei's admiration, the strong man next to him, who was wearing black robes but had a hint of fire between his brows, looked at Fang Xin in surprise.

Followed by.

All he saw was that there seemed to be a very hazy light and shadow appearing vaguely.

Then, a hint of surprise flashed through the eyes of the strong man:

"Yuanbaodao's friendly skills!"

After hearing the admiration of these two true king-level figures, Fang Xin naturally returned the favor from An Ran.

Immediately afterwards, I heard the rich steward introduce to Fang Xin:
"This one is Senior Fudou."

"It is the representative of our skyscraper tower now, and it has a great reputation in the Southern Meteor Mountain."

When he said this, he paused slightly, and then continued:
"Senior Fu Dou was already a famous True Lord 3000 years ago."

"Now I can catch the sun and the moon, and I have unimaginable magical powers. I hope fellow Taoists will not neglect me."

After hearing the introduction of the wealthy steward, Fang Xin realized that this strong man in black robe was the most terrifying person in the whole scene.

3000 years ago, the true king's misfortune was achieved.

Maybe this person is already the True King of Five Tribulations or the True King of Six Tribulations. He definitely cannot be neglected.

After hearing the introduction of Fu Gui'er's steward, the True Monarch of Disaster couldn't help but smile, and then said:
"It's just the past."

"I am just a few years older and have practiced a few more years."

"If you, fellow Daoist Yuanbao, were as old as I am, I'm afraid you would have already become an existence that is beyond our reach."

Generally speaking, Fu Dou is an existence similar to a big black dog.

It can also be used to say that Tengu eats the sun.

It can be said that it is a very terrifying mythical beast.

After hearing the praise from this True Lord of Misfortune, Fang Xin couldn't help but hand over his hand:
"What the hell, senior is so complimentary."

Just after he finished speaking, he found a random place and joined the small meeting.

Wait until he is the last one.

I saw Lord Osawa Lei sitting at the top. He glanced at the Xuanhuang Sword sitting cross-legged in the middle, and then said:
"Youyang, although you have a personal grudge and you have definite evidence, this is not an excuse for us to help you."

"I'll help you today, and I'll help her tomorrow."

"If this keeps going on, what rules are there?"

After hearing what Lord Osawa Lei said, the True Lord Fu Dou nodded slightly, and then said:
"This time it can only be regarded as an internal fight. It is impossible for the two of us to help you casually."

"However, it seems that the world has changed now. Some hidden old antiques seem to have sensed something, so most of them are preparing."

"It is precisely because of this that it is absolutely impossible for an old ghost of the ancient ancestor level to appear in this Hundred Realms Conference."

"As long as you are reasonable and as long as you win the fight, I guarantee that no one else will be able to say no."

"Everything depends on you..."

Hearing what the True Lord of Misfortune said, Xuanhuang Jian couldn't help but feel overjoyed:
"Thank you, Senior Fudou."

"As long as no one else interferes, I won't have any problems this time!"

As he finished speaking, he saw a sun rising slowly behind him.

And at the moment when the sun rises.

Vaguely, there seemed to be a very handsome rooster, it raised its neck, and then made a sound:

"Giggle..."

When the rooster crows, the sun and moon rotate.

The Yin Qi in the world was suddenly transformed into Yang Qi.

Pure and fiery!

(End of this chapter)