Taoist Fang Xian

Chapter 86

Burn those letters casually.

Then Fang Xin fell into practice again.

The moon star is thin, and the black dragonfly flies south.

In such a peaceful night, a little bit of moonlight fell on Fang Xin's body along with the misty dew.

Quiet and harmonious.

And on such a night, when that long-lived gourd vine shone with a little bit of fluorescence, attracting the essence of the sun and the moon.

All I saw was that the gourd vine, which was originally crystal clear and exuding vitality, quietly grew another crystal clear gourd leaf.

in a trance.

That gourd vine seems to be more alive~
the next morning.

Fang Xin, who had finished his samadhi practice, could not help but slowly opened his eyes.

First, he turned his arms familiarly.

Move your body.

Afterwards, he was full of enthusiasm and put the most important treasure in his Qiankun bag.

That is, the hook disc jade book was taken out from inside.

The first thing that was taken out were the two pieces of residual jade.

Put it in front of your eyes and watch it.

I can only see that there is still some hazy mist in the remnant jade.

Colorful light shines through.

It looks very beautiful.

However, what is more regrettable is that with Elder Duan's disappearance, the spiritual prohibition engraved inside has also dissipated.

It looks like a very beautiful piece of jade full of brilliant aura.

Put these two pieces of jade aside.

Afterwards, Fang Xin carefully picked up the only complete jade book with a hook.

Look inside.

All I could see was that there seemed to be golden lines one after another in the translucent jade book.

It is very magical to gather and disperse.

When he spread, it seemed to turn into golden sands one after another.

And just when the golden lines gathered together, two strange big characters seemed to be formed in a trance.

Although he does not know this kind of writing.

But blessed to the heart, understand the meaning of these two words:
"Air ban!"

Impressively, this is the spell called air restraint that the elder Duan used to deal with the three old monsters.

It has to be said that the spell is extremely powerful.

Unexpectedly, the golden hurricane, the black cloud, and even the spiritual weapon sacrificed with magic can be wiped away.

You can see it's great.

If it weren't for that Gu worm, it seems to be a wild alien species, able to break through this air banning spell.

Maybe the elder Duan could easily capture the three old monsters with this jade book.

Saw here.

Fang Xin couldn't help pouring mana into it carefully, and then wanted to activate this magic weapon.

however.

No matter how turbulent his mana was, he entered the jade book, but it was still like a mud cow entering the sea.

It's not as simple as the talisman he turned into with the Qijue Zhanshen Dao.

As he took out the talisman transformed from the Qijue Zhanshen Dao from his spiritual altar, he discovered the contrast:

"It seems that there should be no way to pick up the leak."

Look towards two things.

I only saw that there seemed to be an inexplicable aura in the talisman.

But the two words on the jade book on the hook plate are completely imprinted in the jade.

Impressively.

This elder has been practicing for so many years, and it is not in vain.

Although he may have been tricky at first.

But after spending so many years, he has truly practiced the talisman of the spell of air restraint into the magic weapon.

If nothing unexpected.

If he was given another few decades, maybe he would be able to completely refine many runes into magic weapons.

By that time.

Maybe it's time to belong to Elder Duan.

After thinking about this point, Fang Xin also understood how lucky he was to get this talisman of the Seven Ultimate Slashing Sword.

But after thinking about it, he had another idea:

"Since active urging is not enough."

"Then it's a magic weapon, and it can store my mana."

"If it's passive, okay?"

Thinking of this, he turned his palm over, and a huge palm with very solid black evil spirit appeared instantly.

Then he patted the jade book on the hook plate.

Now he has fully integrated Wu Tunsha Gong of this day into this colored paper body technique.

Really count.

It can also be regarded as a master-level spell.

He could condense evil energy at any time, and his overall force value was definitely not covered.

With a slap down.

As the torrential evil spirit descended from the sky, it pressed towards this piece of jade book.

Just seeing the jade book on the hook plate, as if feeling some stimulation, a burst of light burst out quickly from the inside out:
"brush!"

This burst of light is very bright.

And brush toward the outside.

All I saw was the powerful hand that Fang Xin had just cast out, and it had disappeared suddenly.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xin couldn't help but brighten up:
"Sure enough!!"

Thinking of this, he held the jade book in his hand, as if he had encountered something interesting.

After all, this is the body of the magic weapon.

Although it is said that two thirds of it is incomplete, it is not comparable to ordinary spells.

Especially the spiritual light transformed by this air-confinement spell cast with the main body of this magic weapon.

Even his evil spirit can be resolved.

Moreover, before he even realized it, all his evil spirits were returned to their origins and turned into heaven and earth vitality.

This is simply terrifying!
If so.

Then, I am afraid that he can also dissolve other Dacheng level spells.

The strength of the master of the retreat can be seen from this.

however.

When he picked up the hook plate jade book again, he found that the mana stored in it had been exhausted.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xin not only did not feel any disappointment, but was even more eager to try:
"Can it only be used once?"

"In that case, I have to take a closer look at how big its scope is."

I studied for another half a day.

Fang Xin discovered that the automatic counterattack range of the Goudie Yushu was within three feet.

Although it's not as good as that elder's shot, the distance is tens of feet or hundreds of feet at every turn.

But also very powerful.

After all, this is equivalent to being immune to a Dacheng level spell that must be hit once.

It is equivalent to another life of oneself.

Thinking of this, Fang Xin cherished the jade book and carefully stored it in the most conspicuous place in his Qiankun bag.

If you accidentally took the wrong one during the fight, or it was too late to take it out, then it was really a joke.

If it weren't for the fact that this jade book is huge.

He wanted to wear a red rope and hang it around his neck.

Your own safety is absolutely as big as the sky.

After preparing everything he was thinking about, Fang Xin finally decided that he would stay in this cave for a while longer:
"It is still nearly two years before the tide of inspiration appears, and before the birth of the empty flower."

"Since there is no shortage of spell resources now, it's better to just squat here and survive these two years."

"This way, there will be no more accidents."

Two years is neither long nor short, and the real cultivation with heart is just a blink of an eye.

But wandering outside is very dangerous.

thought of here.

He casually took out his alchemy furnace.

Immediately afterwards, he began to put medicinal materials in it, intending to knead all the medicinal materials of the remaining four parts of the Jiuxi Tiaoshen Pill into pills.

The rest of the time is relatively long.

Most of the time at night, he would quietly practice his aura spells, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun and the moon.

Whenever he had free time, he would take out the large pile of spiritual papers that he carried with him, and then start to sacrifice one by one.

After all, this thing needs a lot.

And once you really fight with others, maybe it will consume a lot.

If you accidentally got involved in a higher level of battle, you might lose hundreds of people at once.

Therefore, the number of these paper figures must be Han Xin's order of troops, the more the better.

Fortunately, he found more or less spiritual papers in the Qiankun bag during so many battles.

Otherwise.

He was really a little worried.

After all, since he entered the mirage, he has been planning everywhere, and the consumption of spiritual paper is simply a huge number.

In addition to offering sacrifices to the paper man.

The rest of his time was spent on practicing the technique of transferring flowers and trees, borrowing objects to transform into forms, and finally the Qijue Slashing Sword with the support of divine symbols.

After all, mana and lifespan increase very slowly.

Unless there is really a spiritual root medicine of the same level as Kongxinghua to help him break the second limit of heaven and man.

Break the Tianshou of the second Jiazi.

Otherwise, no matter how many ordinary spiritual herbs he got from those old monsters, it would actually be of little help to him.

After all, at this point, most Taoists need ink and wash skills to increase their Taoism bit by bit.

What's more, he has now practiced to the perfection of Jiazi, and a Jiazi's mana has already reached its limit.

It's hard to grow again.

so.

He spent most of his time practicing spells.

Time passed quickly.

one month two months...

One year...two years...

Finally, after two years of retreat, he walked out of the cave where he had been in retreat for more than two years with a full face of confidence.

Open the dust that is locked outside.

I can only see that the rocks and dust he specially put on at this moment grow together with the whole mountain.

Colorful flowers and vegetation adorn the whole mountain very beautifully.

Looking into his Lingtai.

I only saw the gourd vine residing in the ancestral aperture of the Lingtai, which was luxuriant like a big tree at this moment.

Look towards the gourd vine.

Except for the first gourd on the gourd vine, it is a complete mature gourd.

There are actually two more small gourds.

These two small gourds are one big and one small.

The smallest is only as big as a thumb, and the largest is already half the size of a fist.

Take a closer look.

The relatively large gourd was already half the size of the human gourd.

Take another look at the gourd vine.

All I could see was that the gourd vine, which originally only had eleven mature leaves, had grown into a luxuriant branch.

Count carefully.

This number actually has nineteen leaves.

Just stuck at the number of thirty-nine.

It's no wonder that the third little gourd was born.

Even more amazing is.

On the back of the veins of each gourd leaf, there is a faint golden pattern.

Take a closer look.

The golden lines gathered together, behind each leaf, it seemed to turn into a golden knife.

A golden talisman slowly rotates around this gourd vine.

There is a little bit of golden light between the huffs and puffs.

It looks like this gourd vine is refining this talisman.

Thinking about what he had gained in the past two years, the corners of Fang Xin's mouth couldn't help but curl up unconsciously:

"This mirage is really my blessed land."

"Although it takes a lot of energy to be cautious step by step, the harvest is also very satisfactory."

"Amazing, even."

With his two years of practice, he not only sacrificed and completed a large number of paper figurine incarnations.

Moreover, he has made great progress in the practice of spiritual light spells.

It's like the technique of borrowing objects to transform into shapes.

Now, during his two years of practice, the spiritual light gourd has grown slightly.

but.

What he couldn't understand the most was.

Originally, he thought that the one that had grown the most should be the spiritual gourd that borrowed material form, after all, the gourd grew first.

But who knew that after the No. 19 leaves grew, the hazy little gourd that was transformed from grafting flowers and trees grew rapidly.

And it surpassed that, which was born earlier than him, that borrowed materialized five-color gourd and spiritual light gourd.

Now, the aura gourd as big as a thumb is a manifestation of his altar through the technique of materialization.

And the gourd that is already half the size of the mature gourd with colored paper color and body skills, the hazy gourd that exudes a confused light, is the aura gourd of the transference spell.

He really wouldn't have thought of this spell without looking at it.

He is so talented in the practice of illusion.

If it goes on like this.

Maybe after a few years of practice, his skill of embedding flowers and trees will be really mastered.

at the same time.

Although he has not really cultivated the Qijue Zhanshen Knife that he regarded as a killer move now.

However, he used an alternative method to sacrifice and imprint it on his own altar and on his own gourd vines.

It can also display the power of Dacheng level spells.

If so.

He already has two master-level spells, plus this illusion spell and borrowing spell.

It can be said.

Under the head of the retreat level, he has almost no fear of anyone.

Even, if the timing is right, with the help of the jade book, he can even meet people at the level of the head of the hospital.

Of course, the reason why he has achieved such achievements in the past two years is that the gourd vine leaves have such good luck.

The Green Bamboo Weng's green leather gourd contributed a lot.

After all, the origin of the two is the same, the moment he rolled up the gourd, his own gourd vine rolled up the green-skinned gourd and buried it under his own rhizome.

It was precisely because of the continuous aura of the green-skinned gourd that he was able to add eight more gourd leaves at once.

Feel the abundant aura outside.

Seeing that the very barren place in the mountain is now full of flowers and plants, suddenly, the tide of inspiration has arrived.

saw this scene.

Fang Xin couldn't help but feel his confidence increase greatly:

"Mirage, here I come!"

(End of this chapter)