Taoist Fang Xian

Chapter 52 Surprised
A month has passed.

Fang Xin took advantage of this completely safe and quiet life to really fall into penance.

Although it is surrounded by a long river of dark evil spirits.

But the essence of the sun and the moon in the sky and the earth, it is also continuously passing through the space in the dark, and has been hovering around his gourd vine.

The golden sunfire spirit.

Silver Lunar Moonlight.

For a moment, his left and right sides seemed to be transformed into a group of gods, like the legendary sun and moon essence wheel, generally guarding his body.

When he opened his eyes again.

Indistinctly, there seemed to be five turquoise rays of light blooming from his eyes.

brush!
Looking towards his altar.

I only saw that one, the gourd vine, which looked relatively immature at first, has begun to slowly become stronger at this moment.

It looks like a hovering crouching dragon.

And on this emerald green crouching dragon, there are five green and green leaves.

Not only did he regain his mana.

And it also made one's own Taoism go a step further, and really made his own calabash vine grow another leaf.

In other words.

If he shot again.

In that instant, it was equivalent to six identical him shooting together.

This is quite remarkable.

Then he looked into the river of evil spirits from the Yellow Springs that continued to flow and accumulated deeper and deeper.

only saw.

Standing at the highest point of the entire Huangquan evil spirit river, there are two figures as black as ink, who can't see clearly like ghosts and gods.

But in the middle reaches of the river.

One after another, Taoists with the same length sat cross-legged in it, continuously absorbing the evil spirit in the river.

Then count Fang Xin today.

That is the six living Taoists who can show their will.

And these six Taoists are exactly the same.

At this moment, turning their heads together and staring at them together, how can this not look very weird?

Of course.

In the middle and lower reaches of this river, there are not only the psychic paper figures that can be used by him at all times.

In the lower reaches of the river, at the root of the long river of evil spirit, there are still dozens of ordinary paper figurines who have not been infused with spirituality at all.

This is what he has practiced for so long.

After all, the paper figurine spell was his first spell and the foundation of his practice, so he naturally started making paper figurines as soon as he was free.

And with his practice.

The speed at which he refines paper figurines and practices this colored paper body technique is also getting faster.

Arrived now.

He has already been able to completely refine many paper figurines within a month.

With a wave of his sleeves.

wow~
The two jet-black paper figurines in the distance dissipated their blackness in an instant, and then slowly shrunk.

After a while, it turned into the size of a three-inch paper man, and fell into his left and right cuffs.

He turned to look at the other paper figurines.

Fang Xin waved his sleeve robe, then walked into the distance:

"Let these paper figurines absorb more evil spirits. I'll go out first to see how the situation is going."

Following him, he stepped forward towards the loess slope.

All he saw was his whole body, as if he had stepped out of a light curtain, and he was quickly squeezed out in the end.

wow~
The sound of running water suddenly sounded.

Then, he found himself in the lowest layer of the tall cliffs on the left and right.

Looking towards the tall cliffs on the left and right.

The layers of wooden plank roads, and the hanging red lanterns one after another, seem to be a bit cooler.

It was no longer as lively as it used to be.

It seems that there seems to be a little more fierce and murderous indistinctly!
see this scene.

Fang Xin hurriedly walked along the wooden plank road towards the cave where the Danyuan was located.

He is not the chief deacon.

At this time, it is not a good thing to cast spells in public at will.

And on his way.

He saw the Konghe Taoist who had once been in a hurry.

only.

At this moment, Taoist Konghe looked much more downcast compared to his former appearance with fluttering sleeves.

The left arm has been completely lost.

Although the whole person is still so elegant.

But in the originally indifferent eyes, there is now a bit more evil spirit.

a time.

Fang Xin also carefully avoided this one, who seemed to be in a bad mood.

Escaped Taoist Konghe.

Fang Xin quickly walked in small steps, and when he approached the Danyuan cave, he was relieved:

"It's finally clean."

Although it is not necessarily that good inside the alchemy courtyard, compared to the atmosphere in the Dao palace, it is not a little bit better.

Walked into the secret realm of Nadanyuan.

Fang Xin was the first to walk towards the one next to him, which was like a gossip furnace.

Because he knows.

This hall is the Dojo of Earth Dragon Taoist.

Go to the front of the hall.

Fang Xin condensed his voice with mana, and then opened his mouth and said:
"Junior Fang Xin, please see Senior Earth Dragon."

"I hope that seniors will not hesitate to meet~"

The voices continued to echo one after another.

After a while, it was introduced into the hall like a gossip furnace.

In less than a moment.

I only saw the front of the gossip furnace, which symbolized the sudden opening of the door of Zhenmen:

"crunch~"

Immediately afterwards, Taoist Dilong with half a green vine tied around his waist opened the door in amazement:
"Fellow Daoist actually defeated Wuchang?"

"Come in quickly, come in quickly~"

After all, he quickly invited Fang Xin to his own hall.

In the past month, most of the disputes in the Dao Palace have almost been settled.

The winner takes all, and the loser perishes.

Logically speaking, Taoists at the bottom only need to choose a weaker opponent to win.

But Fang Xin's opponent is impermanent.

These are powerful ghosts and gods who can compete for those few secret realms that are more extraordinary on the surface.

Originally, there was no news for a month, Taoist Dilong thought the young man was dead, but unexpectedly he actually gave him a surprise.

Entered into this hall.

After the two sat down, Fang Xin looked solemnly, looked at the Dilong Taoist opposite and asked:

"Dare to ask senior, what kind of battle has happened in the Dao Palace in the past month?"

"Why does this junior feel that there is blood everywhere in this palace, and the vitality has obviously decreased a lot..."

Hearing this, even Taoist Dilong, as the head deacon of the Alchemy Academy, could not help but show a trace of fear in his eyes at this moment:
"Fellow Daoist was able to avoid the big battles in the past month, so he must be someone with great luck."

"Although he didn't win a top-rank secret realm, he still has meritorious service in the battle, surpassing the impermanence of ghosts and gods."

"Then you can accept these three pills."

When he said this, he took out the three Yishen Pills that he had used to buy Fang Xin.

Seeing Fang Xin's hesitant expression, Taoist Dilong couldn't help sighing:

"Fellow Daoist just accept it with peace of mind."

"After all, apart from fellow daoists, there are not many people in the alchemy academy who are qualified to accept these three divine pills."

"Pindao thought that he had overestimated the cruelty, but he never expected that many adults would..."

"...Let's practice hard, some resources in the Dao Palace have been opened to us, and we can exchange as much as we can~"

At the end, Taoist Dilong sighed, as if he no longer had the kindness he once had.

It seems to have seen through something.

(End of this chapter)