Taoist Fang Xian

Chapter 98 Identity
A hundred days to build a foundation, a hundred days to cultivate.

Numbers like three three, seven seven, nine nine, and a hundred days all have strange meanings in the practice world.

After 49 days of training.

Fang Xin's original spiritual damage was also repaired in the aftertaste of the dragon spirit fruit.

It's a pity that the leaf that disappeared did not grow back.

I'm afraid he will have to practice hard for a period of time before he can grow to nineteen.

Of course.

During such a period of time, it's not like he didn't do nothing, after all, he also achieved meditation.

His own vision and abilities have long surpassed those of the past, so he can easily see the shortcomings of many spells.

So during this period of time.

After cultivating his own body, he has been practicing in the altar.

Want to improve your own means.

After all, this has just achieved meditation, at least three to five years of precipitation is needed before I can think about further things.

not to mention.

He didn't even find a spiritual material suitable for him, and he didn't even refine his natal magic weapon.

This time is naturally longer.

So, now you can not mention the matter of progress, just wait to consolidate your own foundation, that is everything.

Moreover, because of the help of the Dragon Spirit Fruit, he has already broken the three-time limit of heaven and man.

Then just work hard.

Afterwards, the mana of the whole person can reach a relatively perfect state among this Taoist.

When the limit is reached at any time and there is no progress, then consider going further. At that time, everything will naturally come to fruition.

After all, among the many people at the level of meditation in this palace, which one has not practiced for more than one Jiazi?
Sometimes time is the bottom line.

Practicing quickly does not necessarily mean walking steadily. At a certain time, calm down and make up for your own shortcomings slowly.

Only in this way can we ensure that we can move forward steadily.

Followed by.

Then I saw Fang Xin suddenly take out the universe bags one by one from his body:
"At the beginning, there were four disciples, and there was no other gain except three spiritual weapons."

"There is still their teacher's wife behind, but there is nothing more precious."

"The next thing is Elder Duan, and the Qiankun bags left by those other old monsters."

When he said this, he seemed to remember something, and took out three bags of different colors from his waist:

"Oh, yes, and these three."

"The three brothers from Piaomiao Villa also provided me with two emptiness flowers."

Follow him to take out.

After a while, his front was filled with Qiankun bags of various colors.

This is the harvest of his trip.

Thinking of this, he began to take out various elixirs from the Qiankun bag.

This is the most precious.

After a while, he took out many elixirs and put them all together.

Two piles were piled up in front of him:
"The ones on the left are planted as seeds. In this way, with your own source of elixir, you won't rely too much on others."

"The pile on the right basically has a backup on the left, so let's just refine it into a pill."

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but use one of the Qiankun bags to put away the many elixir left as seeds.

Those elixirs on the right are set aside.

In two days, when he has time, all of them will be refined into the essence of elixir that can increase mana, and the bigu pill to satisfy hunger.

After packing up the elixir, Fang Xin put together the many spiritual weapons he had packed up:
"Everything is good."

"It's just that it has an effect on me, it's not that big anymore."

Although these spiritual weapons are treasured by Taoists, he has now achieved meditation, and the spiritual light shines on his body.

Those that can be useful to him are only at the level of a magic weapon.

Things like flying swords, vines that don't cry, and the big snake's seven-inch bone nail will all be eliminated.

thought of here.

He thought of how to deal with these weapons:
"If that's the case, then consider it a meritorious service and contribute all of it to the Dao Palace."

A master who has achieved the level of meditation, presumably some of the resources in the Dao Palace should also be open to him.

It's good to exchange some spells.

Especially in the Dao Palace, the jade pot good fortune technique that can open up space, let alone how greedy he is.

If it is really practiced properly.

Maybe it is really possible to build the world in the pot with the universe in the sleeve and the sun and moon in the pot.

Thinking of this, he began to put out other things in many Taoist Qiankun bags.

These are what he thinks are useful.

Like those useless things, he basically buried them on the spot.

After he took out everything, he sighed:

"It's still too poor after all~"

Now, his wealth is very rich for an ordinary Taoist.

But what is really useful for people at the retreat level is basically not much.

It can be said.

Now, in addition to his own magic realm, he is a master of the meditation level.

Many of his backgrounds are still among the ordinary Taoists.

No way, time is too short.

Even if he has planned many times along the way and encountered many adventures, he can't compare with those real old-fashioned masters of meditation.

The background is accumulated over time.

After installing everything, Fang Xin was thinking about his own way while turning on the furnace to refine the Bigu Pill:
"Refining the magic weapon is an indispensable step after the achievement of meditation."

"If there is no magic weapon to help, even if he has achieved meditation, he is just a Taoist with the most basic foundation."

"If you are not careful, you will capsize in the gutter."

When many Taoists practice, they are uneven, unbalanced, and incomplete.

Most of them pursue powerful fighting skills, and they don't pay much attention to their own defense and other abilities.

So there are big loopholes.

If you don't use magic tools to help, then once you really encounter a spell that has great restraint on yourself.

Even an expert at the level of meditation will capsize in the gutter if he is not careful.

After all, whether it is a Taoist who has entered into meditation, a master of meditation, or a master who has realized Taoism, they are all in the same realm.

The nature of life levels is the same.

The head of the Temple of Exorcism is a good example.

Back when Daoist Konghe and the silver-backed wolf broke through together, if it weren't for the master of the exorcising school who had a magic weapon to help.

I'm afraid they were beaten out by the two of them.

After all, ghosts and gods are afraid of thunder.

This is natural restraint, and it is absolute restraint.

Of course.

As soon as this magic weapon came out, it was naturally different. At that time, Daoist Konghe and the silver-backed wolf were a little bit close, and they were hit in seconds.

Anyway, the role of magic weapon is highlighted here.

As long as it can be cultivated into a magic weapon, basically this magic weapon can take into account the effects of body protection and fighting skills.

In other words.

As long as you have your own body protection magic weapon, if you are careful, you will not be hit by those ghost domain spells.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but become more curious about the many secret treasures in the Dao Palace:

"It is said that the strength of the masters at the level of meditation has a certain relationship with the materials they use to refine the magic weapon."

"Besides, usually, the head of the spiritual level does not come out for a walk, so there are no rumors about how he practiced in the Taoist Palace."

"It seems that after this, I will enter the Buddhist scripture pavilion in the Taoist Palace and read it carefully."

Although relying on step by step groping by myself, in this realm of meditation, I can move forward slowly.

But someone pointed out why you should explore by yourself?
Although it is said that the palace is full of various dangers, it is also his only source of resources and a place to acquire knowledge.

Still have to pay attention.

After a period of time, you must read all the materials, secret books, and scriptures that can be read in the Dao Palace.

Knowledge alters your fate.

In the future, he will go out and make a living, in case he encounters something good and he doesn't know it.

That would be really embarrassing.

at last.

Just one hundred days passed.

In the Dao Palace, the golden bell that does not know where it is is slowly shaking:
"Boom~"

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

"..."

The light nine vibrations can gently soothe the ripples in everyone's hearts and shake people out of their trance.

It can also be regarded as one of the foundations of Dao Palace.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Xin, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes involuntarily:
“…………the grand celebration of the alchemy~”

"I just don't know what kind of things will happen in this aboveboard celebration."

"Hopefully it will go smoothly."

Before entering the mirage, each of the three palace masters took action.

The old man's soul-hunting banner has been withdrawn.

Moreover, due to various reasons, three Taoist priests in the Taoist palace died, and even one of them was an expert at the level of meditation.

I just don't know if there is anything wrong with this grand celebration of Dan.

If you really talk about it.

In fact, the level of the Yin God Palace Master is the best to pass.

After all, he just passed on a spell, and whether you can practice it or not depends entirely on you.

It's impossible to force people to practice spells, right?
Thinking of this, Fang Xin gathered the pills he had practiced during this period of time.

Then he got up and walked out.

Walking out of his own room, Fang Xin suddenly heard a voice coming from the gate of the Taoist Dilong's palace.

So ever.

He quickly walked a few steps forward, wanting to join Taoist Dilong as a companion:

"Senior, let the junior..."

However, after turning the corner, he was stunned before he could finish speaking.

because he found out.

In front of Taoist Earth Dragon's palace, Taoist Earth Dragon is not the only one.

That once low-key but very special Mu Taoist was standing in front of Dilong Taoist at this moment.

Two people, one left and one right.

At this moment, Taoist Dilong followed behind Taoist Mu like a little boy.

It seems that the two sides just seemed to be talking about something.

However, if he hadn't seen Taoist Mu here, he wouldn't have believed that there was someone in front of Dilong.

Even at that moment, he looked forward through the small spiritual lake in the Lingtai.

However, the result was still nothingness.

Except for Taoist Dilong, who is a quiet Taoist who is shining with a bright aura, he can't see any trace of Taoist Mu.

At this moment, Taoist Mu, who was talking with Taoist Dilong, couldn't help showing a kind smile when he heard Fang Xin's words:

"So it's you, little guy."

"Come, come, walk with the old man."

"This alchemy courtyard is originally a noble place, but it has been robbed from generation to generation, and it has been damaged every year. It is really hard for you little ones~"

Looking at the very old wooden Taoist who looked like an ordinary old man, he waved his hand and let him pass.

Fang Xin suddenly became very humble, and then cautiously followed Mu Taoist.

He was vaguely half a step behind Taoist Dilong.

Sensing Fang Xin's subconscious action, the Taoist Earth Dragon couldn't help showing a hint of intimacy in his eyes.

that's it.

Taoist Mu walked in front, while Taoist Fang Xin and Taoist Dilong were half a step behind each.

It looked as if the three of them were walking and chatting.

While walking, the wooden Taoist leaned on the dead wood cane and said to the two of them with a sigh:
"The old man knows that we have intrigues in the Three Mountains Palace, and there is no trust at all."

"But since the two of you are here at the moment, there are some things that the old man wants to say."

When he said this, he glanced at the row upon row of houses in the distance, and then said to the two people:

"The scale of the alchemy courtyard was built by the brothers of the old man's generation together."

"If you really talk about it, the old man can be regarded as the first generation of disciples among the three mountain palaces~"

Hearing this, Fang Xin was extremely surprised, and glanced at Mu Taoist in front of him.

Who would have imagined that the Mu Taoist who seemed to collapse at the first touch had lived for nearly 500 years.

The first generation of disciples.

This is really a terrifying seniority.

But at this moment, hearing Taoist Mu say this, Taoist Dilong also looked at him in surprise.

After all, this is the first time Taoist Mu has revealed his origin and identity.

Immediately afterwards, Taoist Mu looked at the many houses with different shapes in front of him with dim eyes.

In the eyes, it seems to be full of memories:
"When the Sanshan Palace opened its gates back then, my brothers and I yearned for the carefree and elegant life of the people on the mountain."

"It is precisely because the first generation of Taoists like me knew nothing about it, that's why there are such lively and moving buildings."

When he said this, the wooden Taoist pointed to the distance, and he built a wooden house like a dog's head and said with a smile:

"That hut was specially built by the naughtiest little junior in our Dan Academy back then."

"Do you think it's quite childlike?"

Suddenly hearing that Sanshan Palace still has such a history, Fang Xin couldn't help but glance at the dog-headed building in the distance in surprise.

When he said this, there seemed to be a trace of inexplicable emotion in the eyes of the wooden Taoist:

"If everything is as it used to be, how wonderful it would be..."

"..."

(End of this chapter)