Gou Cultivates Immortals at the Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts

Chapter 959
Shifting stars.

In the blink of an eye, March has passed.

Shu land, Fang Mansion.

Fang Xi's face was filled with divine light, and she obviously benefited greatly.

For more than ninety days, he devoted himself to studying the introductory chapter of the "Golden Book of Diyuan". He did not eat meat and vegetables and grains every day, and only asked Yan Jia to find Polygonatum, ginseng, and Ganoderma to satisfy his hunger. After more than ninety days, he only felt that The body is extremely strong, and the body is clean, as if the lead has been washed away, and it has been refined to an almost perfect state.

"According to this progress, it only takes another seven days to complete the foundation building in a hundred days, absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, and refine it into 'Earth Yuan Zhen'..."

Although Fang Xi knew this, there was not much joy on her face.

"The network of cause and effect and calamity in this world is extremely tight..."

"Even Xin Hongyun gave up his good deeds for ten lifetimes before asking for the inheritance from Master Ziyun... Such inheritance and treasures have cause and effect. If you take them, they will be affected. You will have to pay them back in the future. If you don't pay them back, , there will be disaster!"

"My whims have become more and more intense in the past few days. It is obvious that an external disaster is coming, and it will arrive before the hundred-day foundation building is completed!"

"Without mastering the magic power, it will be difficult to figure out the specific roots of the external calamity, such as who the specific enemy is, what the methods are, etc... This cannot be resolved in advance."

Fang Xi chose to build the foundation with methods based on the "Diyuan Golden Book", mainly because she wanted to lay a solid foundation.

He is also betting that he can successfully develop magic power before the disaster comes, and then calculate the causes and consequences and crack them one by one.

People in Xuanmen like to resolve calamities before they occur, or specialize in refining corresponding magic weapons and elixirs... No matter how many calamities there are, they can actually be calm and pass through calmly.

This is also a very high merit.

But at this time, this method is obviously no longer useful.

In addition, disaster is imminent, and then it is defeated by force. This is the case for some side sect monks and demons with high magic power.

'The key point is that I am a shitty magician...'

'If you want to break the catastrophe with the sword, I'm afraid I have to take action and send out an incarnation that has achieved success in cultivation...'

This is actually very simple. After all, now that the body and mind are connected, as long as he has a thought, strong help will come!

What's more important is that there are treasures from all heavens hiding the secret, no one can figure it out, it is definitely the best black hand material!

"However, if you take too many actions for me, you will definitely leave traces of my whereabouts... Even if you don't use the method of deduction, you can find clues about me with the same reasoning as a mortal catching a head... Then you will be in trouble."

Fang Xi shook her head: "Of course, there shouldn't be many problems in the first few times, but it would be too much to use it for this small calamity... It's better to save it for later use."

If you want to avoid being discovered, there must be a limit to the number of times such a move can be made.

Otherwise, if the mistake is discovered, it may even attract the attention of the heavens and the beings above the Dao Lord. Even the "Treasure Mirror of All Heavens" may not be safe.

It is really overkill to use it on a mere tribulation outside the Dao.

It's almost as good as intercepting and killing the True Immortal Yuanshen!

"This can be used as a last resort."

"Other than that, he takes the initiative to face the disaster...but he doesn't know where the disaster comes from?"

Fang Xi thought about it, if his current calamity was an external calamity, there must be a reason.

It could only be caused by some causes and effects that had been formed before, or someone in the martial arts world wanted to make things difficult for him. After all, Yijian in Shuzhong had offended many people since he came to power.

Perhaps the Laoya Guan lineage wants to recover the Taoist books and treasures of their master, or the Shushan sect discovers that they secretly recorded the "Golden Book of Earth Origin"...

"If it's a calamity from the martial arts world, it's not bad. If it's a practitioner, it's a bit troublesome..."

He came to the back garden and stretched his hands casually.

Every moment of silence and movement are filled with overwhelming force.

At this time, when the practice was in full swing, there was a clear whistle, a long sword appeared in the hand, and the Thirteen Liuyun Swords were launched.

At some point, there was a person standing outside the court, it was Yan Jia.

But at this moment, when he looked at Fang Xi's swordsmanship, he felt that every move was like a magical stroke from a flying fairy from outside the sky, which was dizzying and made him sweat.

If Fang Xi wants to deal with him, it will probably be a matter of one sword strike: 'Young master's martial arts have made great progress again, and now they have reached an unpredictable state...'

"What? Something happened outside the house?"

Suddenly, the sword light that filled the sky like fiery trees and silver flowers disappeared, and Fang Xi stood with the sword in hand and asked lightly.

"It's exactly... Yan Tie, the master of 'Scholar with Poison Hands' back then, was rumored to have broken through to the realm of martial arts and greatly increased his skills. He seemed to want to trouble the young master over the previous incident of Scholar with Poison Hands..."

Yan Jia bowed and said.

"Scholar with poisonous hands?"

Fang Xi sneered: "I remember that Yan Tie is a master of the evil sect. His pair of 'poisonous iron hands' are well-known in the world. He has always been cold-hearted. How could there be such rumors? It seems that someone took the opportunity to cause trouble. You want to trouble me? What big thing happened in the martial arts world recently?"

"Young master has a clever plan. Based on the information obtained by the spies, Grandmaster Gong of the Six Star Sect in central Sichuan and a dozen old heroes jointly proposed to hold a martial arts conference in central Sichuan to recommend a young and powerful alliance leader to deal with the 'evil king'... …”

Yan Jia bowed. "Above the rivers and lakes, there is a long way to eliminate demons..." Fang Xi sighed with emotion.

Today's martial arts world in central Sichuan is by no means peaceful. A demonic sect has risen, and its leader is known as the 'Evil King'. His martial arts skills are unfathomable. He has slaughtered several martial arts sects and has dominated the world for a while.

The Six Star Sect is famous in Sichuan for its gunpowder and hidden weapons, and has always been the leader in the right path of martial arts in Sichuan.

In order to deal with the forces of the Demon Sect, holding a martial arts conference seems to be the right thing to do.

However, such conferences have always been indispensable with the shadows of swords and intrigues in the dark.

"Perhaps the Six Star Sect or some other sect is planning to launch a young hero as the leader of the martial arts alliance... and I happen to be blocking their way?"

Fang Xi was never afraid to speculate on the enemy in the worst possible light: "So you sent this Yan Tie first to get rid of me first, or at least injure me first?"

Although he may not be afraid of a mere Yan Tie, if the other party disturbs the results of a hundred days of foundation building, then the gain will outweigh the loss.

When the time comes, even if you kill the opponent a thousand times, you won't be able to make up for it.

'Why don't you... stay away for seven days and wait until you have mastered your magic power before making any plans?Anyway, I still have a few safe houses in Shangyong Mansion...'

Fang Xi's eyes flashed with light, and then she shook her head: "But it doesn't work... Maybe Yan Tie is not my doom, but because I retreated, I ran into a real death... Cause and effect have always been entangled, which is so troublesome." '

'It seems that we still have to remain unchanged in response to all changes. If the disaster is really irreversible, we will use force to break it! '

……

In a daze, seven days passed by quickly.

In the quiet room, Fang Xi looked neither sad nor happy. After swallowing a ginseng pill, she began to practice silently.

At this time, it was reaching the final moment of a hundred days of foundation building. The vitality he had accumulated over the past hundred days was constantly tempering the cauldron to condense into a flawless Dao foundation, thereby tempering the true energy and magic power.

Illusory golden threads appeared all over his body, carrying the meaning of the earth's weight, as if covering him with a layer of golden clothing.

outside world.

The moon and stars are sparse, and crows crow at night.

A tall figure, using Qinggong and Shenfa, swept across the roof, making no sound as he walked, like a huge bat.

He was tall and tall, like a bamboo pole, with a high nose and mean cheeks. Under the moonlight, his palms actually exuded a metallic luster, with twisted lines like earthworms on them.

This person is none other than 'Poison Iron Hand' Yan Tie!
When he was young, he once saved a stranger by chance.

The stranger was a side-sect swordsman. Seeing that Yan Tie had no qualifications to practice Taoism, he gave him a secret book of "Poison Iron Hand" as a way to repay his life-saving grace.

This "Poisonous Iron Hand" has some side-sect weapon-refining ideas, which emphasizes using various herbs, and even gold and iron poisons to repeatedly temper a pair of fleshy palms, making the palms invulnerable to invulnerability, water and fire. As long as there is a small success, You can become famous in the world of martial arts.

Yan Tie practiced this skill hard for more than ten years. At the beginning, he traveled around the world without any disadvantages. He even accepted a group of disciples to serve as his accomplices.

Later, he bumped into "Jiangnan Hero" Xin Guihe. When the battle reached about [-] rounds, he lost a single move. The opponent used "Da Zhou Tian Yi Qi Divine Palm" to break the "Poisonous Iron Hand", and sadly retired from the world and returned to the world. Living in seclusion in the middle of Shu.

It's just that this man is old and spicy, and a hundred-footed insect is dead but not stiff. Taking advantage of his seclusion, he not only recovered from his injuries, but also cultivated his poisonous iron hands to a great level. His pair of fleshy palms are comparable to the sharpest magic weapons in the world. The sharp weapon was tempered with poisonous poison from the Miao border, and its power was endless.

After completing his magical skills, he originally planned to leave the seclusion directly to find trouble with the Jiangnan heroes.

Unexpectedly, he was told that there was a Jiangnan hero's daughter Pan Huan in the house of Yijian in Shuzhong, and he was asked to kill Yijian in Shuzhong. He was given a thousand taels of gold, ten beauties, three buckets of pearls, and emeralds from all directions...

Yan Tie naturally agreed happily and came to Fang Mansion.

With his clothes flying, he had entered Fang Mansion and saw groups of gang members holding open fires.

"who?"

A member of the gang shouted, and a group of people moved away, revealing the archers behind them.

puff puff!

The bow is like a thunderbolt!

Fang Xi would not be polite when facing the enemy. She had already secretly mobilized her subordinates to build the lair into a fortress.

When Yan Tie saw this scene, he smiled coldly: "It's a small trick!"

There was a circle of energy all over his body, like a hedgehog. Any strong bow or crossbow that entered within a foot of his body would break directly!
"Innate strength? Invincible within one foot?!"

After the archers, there were two rows of sword and shield men. Yan Jia stood in the middle and looked at Yan Tie's palm, with a solemn look on his face: "Your Excellency, is Yan Tie?"

"Yes, you and the others are going to die here today."

Yan Tie looked ferocious, and suddenly his figure flashed.

But after hearing the sound of gold and iron clashing, two rows of sword and shield wielders immediately screamed and screamed. Countless long swords and shields flew into the air, and there were clear palm prints on them.

In an instant, Yan Tie's tall figure stood in front of Yan Jia, with a ferocious smile on his face.

Yan Jia roared angrily, and before his fist power could be unleashed, he was slapped away by Yan Tie.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and his eyes were split when he saw Yan Tie breaking into the quiet room he was guarding behind him!
(End of this chapter)