I have a fairy palace in my body

Chapter 322
This time, Fang Han and Xiao Binger were both surprised.

It took Fang Han's mana a few times to break free from the five-color glow.

"Can you hold the mana, can you hold the magic weapon?"

Fang Han drove the flying sword to try to slash at the five-color deer. The latter backed away in fright, and a stronger five-color glow burst out from between the antlers, and as expected, the flying sword was also fixed.

Although Fang Han's mana was instilled suddenly, he broke away from the five-color glow.

But this fawn is still in its infancy.

The three wolf demons just now failed for a while, probably because of the five-color glow.

Fang Han and Xiao Bing'er noticed that the deer's right leg was dripping with blood, it must have been injured, that's why he couldn't run fast.

If they hadn't killed the wolf demon just now, this little deer would have been their belly sooner or later.

"Okay, don't scare it."

Xiao Binger stepped forward with pity, took out healing powder to apply on it, and took out elixir and fruit to feed it.

Surprisingly, Xiaolu didn't resist Xiao Binger, but acted very docile.

Fang Han took out the spirit beast illustrated book and compared them carefully.

It's not surprising that no matching spirit beast was found. There are too many strange animals in the world of cultivating immortals, and it's normal for some of them to have no records.

"This little deer has a destiny with me, and I want to adopt it as a spirit beast."

Xiao Binger said excitedly.

Fang Han nodded, the five-color glow can play a supporting role at the critical moment of fighting skills, but this little deer can only play support and so on.

When Xiao Bing'er was healing Xiao Lu and building up a relationship, Fang Han simply settled down and observed the situation in the mountains according to the spiritual consciousness entrusted to the Sky Swallowing Ant he sent.

When the little deer's injury was mostly healed, Xiao Bing'er put the little deer in the spirit animal bag, and then continued to search for the elixir and spiritual plant under Fang Hantun Tianyi's scouting.

at the same time.

In the mountain gate of the Tianyao Valley ruins.

On the top of a certain peak, there is a dilapidated hall, which is almost completely collapsed, and there are several large holes on the top of the hall, which are obviously pierced by magic weapons.

At this time, only the bang was heard, and there were loud bangs coming from the hall.

Not long after, a young man in a royal robe came out of the hall, extremely gloomy.

"The inheritance of Tianyao Valley is not here at all, and there are no treasures. There is nothing here."

he muttered to himself.

This person is Yang Ling, the backer king of the Sui Dynasty.

At this time, several Golden Core monks followed from behind, all with embarrassing expressions.

"Hmph! Didn't you say that their ancient inheritance will be born in the Tianyao Valley ruins? Where is it?"

Yang Ling said with a cold snort.

"Your Majesty, forgive me." The few Golden Core cultivators hurriedly bowed and confessed.

"At present, it is indeed rumored among high-level monks that with the weakening of the ancient prohibition, the inheritance and ancient treasures of Tianyao Valley will appear one after another."

"It's just that I don't know why, but I haven't found it all the time. Maybe the time hasn't come yet." Several Jindan monks said.

Yang Ling snorted coldly and was about to speak again.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Yang actually believes in rumors so credulously, tsk tsk." A teasing laugh sounded from the air.

In the dense fog, a figure in green robe rolled out.

"It's you, old man Baidu." Yang Ling's eyes became colder.

But then he remembered something, "Aren't you also deceived by that rumor?" He sneered.

The green-robed old man's smile froze slightly, but he smiled again immediately.

"Yang Daoyou, our little festival is irrelevant. There are several Nascent Soul Stages here this time, how about we join hands to explore treasures." The green-robed old man said.

"I'm not interested in joining forces with you. Let's go, let's go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion!" Yang Ling greeted his men and ran towards another hill.

The old man in green robe snorted when he saw Yang Ling's figure disappear.

"Idiot, the Sutra Pavilion has already been searched by people, so I'm only going now." He shook his head and disappeared in a flash, but what he was going to was the medicine garden in Tianyao Valley, although it had already been looted many times , he still wants to try his luck.

Because of rumors from the outside world, as the ancient restrictions gradually become invalid, some ancient treasures, inheritances, and even hidden caves will emerge.

You must know that there were tens of thousands of monks in Tianyao Valley back then. Although they were slaughtered and all the facilities in the mountain gate were looted, some monks' personal caves may still be missed.

At the same time, in the ruins of Tianyao Valley, there is a hidden place on a certain mountain.

The two Jindan cultivators of the Soul Refining Demon Sect were relatively silent, they were Taoist Kongming and Taoist Mu.

After a long time, "Senior Brother Mu, we have collected enough remnants this trip, can't we explain to our ancestors?" Taoist Kongming said in a low voice.

"The remnant souls we collected, but most of them are incomplete and not complete souls. The refining effect of our ancestors is relatively poor."

"That's all for nothing, it's just the task that the ancestor gave us, to collect the souls of the Nascent Soul Stage."

The wooden Taoist said in a hoarse voice.

Taoist Kong Ming was silent for a while, secretly complaining in his heart that the task assigned by the ancestor of his sect could not be completed at all.

Although there is a great treasure of the sect, Xuan Sha refining the soul banner.

But the two of them are still in the Golden Core stage after all, how could they collect the souls of the Nascent Soul stage.

"During the Tianyao Valley extermination battle, there were at least hundreds of Nascent Soul stage monks who fell, but after tens of thousands of years, most of the souls of those Nascent Soul stage monks would have dissipated. The remnant souls with deep thoughts are left behind, and most of them only have some obsessive consciousness left."

"However, even with these deeply obsessed remnants of the Nascent Soul, with the strength of the two of us, it's a bit difficult, not to mention whether we can meet them, even if we meet..." Taoist Mu paused.

Although those ancient monks, especially those in the Nascent Soul stage, had only remnant souls and resentful spirits wandering around, but if they failed to arrest their souls all at once, then the instinctive counterattack of the remnant souls in the Nascent Soul stage would be extremely dangerous for them.

"If the ancestor wants to break through to the stage of transforming gods and dominate the world of cultivating immortals in Lingyunzhou, he must have enough souls of the Nascent Soul stage to refine."

"We can only do our best." Taoist Mu sighed.

Taoist Kongming was also silent.

"Let's go, let's go around the main battlefield back then and see if we can collect more remnants." Taoist Mu sighed, if we can't collect those in the Nascent Soul stage, then we can collect more souls in the Golden Core stage. Remnant soul, collect enough places, see if you can barely make a difference.

After the two walked away from the hidden place of the mountain peak.

But they didn't notice that a faint gray mist appeared behind them, and it seemed that a pair of eyes in the gray mist looked at the backs of the two of them for a while, and then dissipated.

At this time, Fang Han and Xiao Bing'er finally came to the ruins of Tianyao Valley after sweeping out some surrounding places with elixir.

I saw the ruins of collapsed buildings everywhere in valleys and peaks in a radius of six to seven thousand miles, and the sword marks on the ground that were thousands of feet long were even more shocking. Split.

It can be seen how tragic the battle of exterminating the clan was when the ancient times were destroyed.

"What kind of cultivator can cause such tragic damage." Fang Han muttered to himself.

(End of this chapter)