I have a fairy palace in my body

Chapter 231
For a moment, Fang Han only felt that in this world, apart from himself, there was only this huge mountain in front of him.

Vaguely, he felt that he seemed to have established a weak connection with this spiritual mountain.

At this time, outsiders can't see it, in the cloud-shrouded peak of Lingshan, in a small building made of elegant Lingzhu.

"what?"

A man who was closing his eyes and meditating, looked very ordinary, seemed to have sensed something, and gave a light snort.

Slightly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Fuyang Island.

"It's rare to have an epiphany in this environment." After the man in his [-]s muttered to himself, he closed his eyes again.

At this time, Fang Han, who was on the edge of the square, suddenly regained consciousness and woke up.

The noisy voices from all around came like a tide.

For a while, he felt that the Lingtai was clear, and some of the knots in his cultivation were easily resolved, and even the operation of mana became smoother.

"Could this be epiphany." Fang Han let out a long breath.

The state of epiphany is hard to come by. If you can keep it, you may even break through a small realm unconsciously.

Of course, although this epiphany was interrupted, Fang Han also benefited a lot.

Epiphany has a huge risk, that is, if you encounter enemies, they will attack you while you are in epiphany, and even some malicious people will take advantage of others.

Fortunately, the minds of the people around are all focused on the fighting skills between the Jindan monks on the ring.

Fang Han was a little transparent again, no one noticed him, so nothing happened.

He turned his attention back to the fights between Jindan monks in each arena.

Then every night when I go back to the inn, in addition to my own practice, I also revisit and study again and again.

After more than ten days passed.

The competition for the Dongfu among the Jindan monks was finally settled.

The ten best caves, that is, the ten caves with the best terrain and aura after the 150th floor, were won by ten Jindan Late Dzogchen monks.

South China Sea Sword Sect Xue Zhongtian, Chaoyin Pavilion Lu Hairong, Liujuedao Jin Shouye, Bihai Sect Xu Sheng, Taixuan Gate Guard Sanyan and others were all expected, and they won the ideal cave. The late Jindan monks who came here also won one of the best caves.

"Shuiyue Immortal Sect has had two sessions and no one has come to compete for the Dongfu to attack the Nascent Soul Stage."

"Could it be that among their sects, no Golden Core cultivator has reached the bottleneck in the later stages of cultivation in recent years?"

At this time, some monks in the crowd began to discuss.

"You don't know, the Shuiyue Immortal Sect has been young and old in recent years."

"Since 40 years ago, Senior Zhou Yueling's attack on Nascent Soul failed to sit down, and 30 years ago, Senior Lin Lin fell while practicing outside, causing the Shuiyue Immortal Sect's vitality to be seriously injured. There has been no late-stage Jindan cultivator who can take it."

"As for the remaining Golden Core cultivators, they are either too old, such as Senior Jing, or their aptitude is not very good, so the strength gap is very serious."

Several monks who knew the inside story whispered.

"However, the next generation of Shuiyue Xianmen, in the foundation-building period, is full of talents. For example, Fairy Qin Yuxuan is a first-class genius in Tianlinggen. Originally, she had no problem breaking through the golden core stage. Dan, that's why we can compete for the Lingshan Cave Mansion."

"That's right, there is also Meng Taihao of the South Sea Sword Sect, who is also a Tianlinggen. These two are a golden boy and a jade girl, and they are a natural match."

In the midst of everyone's discussion.

The competition among monks in the Foundation Establishment Period has begun.

In contrast, the battles between monks in the Jindan period are all held in the air arena in the square on Fuyang Island.

During the foundation building period, the scope of the battle of wits was expanded many times, extending to the sea.

Because there are too many people.

At this time, along with Deputy Palace Master Yu and the two Nascent Soul Stages, they joined forces to enter the magic formula at a formation eye in the sea.

On the endless sea level, one hundred feet of platforms rose one after another, extending outwards, there were a hundred of them.

This is also convenient for thousands of foundation-building monks to complete the fighting as soon as possible.

The monks who competed for No. 3085 Dongfu were assigned to the No.70 ring. Fang Han was very satisfied with this. At this time, he was no longer the young and vigorous Fang Han at that time. The number one in the door, but the number one in the outer door not only did not bring him much benefit, but brought a lot of trouble, so what Fang Han pursues now is to keep a low profile, and it is best not to attract attention.

There are also dozens of Foundation Establishment monks who have taken a fancy to Dongfu No. 3085 with Fang Han.

Under the arbitration of the Golden Core monks of the Promise Palace, the lottery was drawn, and the competitions were played in turn, and the winner was determined according to the winning percentage to obtain the right to rent the cave, it was that simple.

After Fang Han waited for two rounds, it was his turn to play.

The opponent is a blue-clothed monk with an eight-story foundation.

Seeing Fang Han playing, he couldn't help frowning.

He built the eighth floor to compete for the Dongfu, and he already felt a little guilty. This person who built the seventh floor dared to come, really didn't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth.

"Sunri Island, Lan Wei." The monk in blue clasped his hands.

"Loose cultivator, Fang Han." Fang Han replied neither humble nor overbearing.

Hearing that the other party was a casual cultivator, the blue-clothed cultivator shook his head even more.

"Fang Daoyou, be careful!" After he yelled lightly, he slapped the storage bag, and a flying sword shining with silver light instantly slashed at him.

At the same time, there was a burst of thunder in the sky, and a thunder light had already blasted towards Fang Han, with an astonishing momentum.

Obviously, although the friar in blue shook his head inwardly, he still went all out in his attack.

Fang Han had no expression on his face. He slapped the storage bag, and three ordinary flying sword spirit weapons shot out quickly. At the same time, a beast bone shield was already blocking the top of his head.

Boom!

After knocking the opponent's silver light flying sword away with the three flying sword spirit weapons, they flew up and down around the blue-clothed monk to attack, while the animal bone shield blocked the thunder.

There are many captured flying swords in Fang Han's storage bag, which can be taken out for battle after being sacrificed at will. He decided not to reveal his Great Five Elements Void Sword Qi in this kind of public occasion at first.

Even so, Fang Han is much better than the other party in terms of spiritual power and mana.

Soon the friar in blue was forced into a panic.

And the few spiritual weapons and spells he sacrificed did nothing to win Fang Han, but Fang Han chopped off the platform with a sword after only a dozen breaths.

"No. 658 wins!" said the arbitrator monk of the Promise Palace with no expression on his face.

No. 658 is Fang Han's wooden sign number.

Fang Han flew out of the platform and waited for the next round.

Although he defeated an opponent who was a level higher than him, he didn't attract any attention. After all, there were too many amazing people in the arena.

"Boom!" On the adjacent No. 71 ring.

A burly, square-faced man was holding a huge axe. The ax light soared by more than ten feet. He split the opponent's monk's attack, any spells, flying swords, and supernatural powers, and the opponent was forced by him within a few hits. Out of the ring.

As brave as a warrior of the gods.

"Yue Shan is so powerful, he deserves to be a well-known body cultivator in the South China Sea."

"Hey, although the body-refining cultivator claims to break through ten thousand spells with one force, that is something from the ancient times. Those who take the body-refinement route now, that is, they can still show off their power during the foundation-building stage, and they start to lag behind at the same level when they reach Jindan." The law has been fixed."

"That's not necessarily true, you forgot the real Kuoli back then..."

Amidst the discussions of the onlookers, Fang Han looked at Yueshan with great interest.

He had learned about some legends about ancient body cultivation from that Daoist book, and felt that they were very unusual.

Of course, at present, he has no idea of ​​taking the route of taking the flesh body.

(End of this chapter)