Taoist Fang Xian

Chapter 290 Harvest
As soon as these words fell.

I could only see him slowly walking towards the old ghost, getting closer and closer.

Wait till the end.

His whole body became one with the old ghost.

Followed by.

I only saw the bound old ghost, his pupils suddenly dilated, and his face was very ferocious:
"There's no way I'm going to let you replace me."

"Impossible! Never possible!"

Following this hysterical roar, his face suddenly became dull.

Then, his eyelids rolled slightly.

The whole person seems to be extremely indifferent:
"That's up to you!"

As he finished speaking, he could only see that his eyes were slowly turning dark and dark, and seemed to be completely covered by darkness.

You can’t even see the whites of your eyes:
"no no!!"

"Please, let me go..."

"..."

A series of screams came from his mouth.

But weirdly.

The expression on this old ghost's face was exceptionally indifferent.

It looked like it wasn't him.

In this way, at the beginning, the old ghost could barely resist.

In the end I could only make some expressions.

Even, until the end, only occasionally would a little light flash in the eyes.

Just when the two sides were fighting.

I only saw a black lotus blooming slowly at the old ghost's feet.

It looks like a lotus platform.

Vaguely, there seemed to be a steady stream of black aura, blooming from the lotus platform, and then entering the old ghost's body.

at last.

Wait until after 49 days.

I only saw the old ghost who was bound by iron chains. His expression was very indifferent, his pupils were dark, and his mouth was smiling.

It seems to have a bit of evil spirit.

Opening and closing her eyes slightly, Fang Xin couldn't help but smile:
"Sure enough, he is an old ghost who has successfully avoided robbery."

"A longevity of nearly a thousand years is really a blessing."

When he said this, he couldn't help but look quietly into the distance.

His eyes were full of smiles:
"Take your time, take your time."

"When this longevity firewood ignites everything, then I can be reborn again."

"Avoiding calamity and extending life is really addictive..."

As his words fell.

He only saw the twelve-grade black lotus that had turned into a lotus platform, slowly wrapping his body.

vaguely in between.

All I could see was that the old ghost's mind and destiny seemed to be slowly being changed.

What's even more weird is that.

This fate looks very strange, with gossip overlapping on the outside, a giant wolf roaring beside it, and a black dragon curling up on the left and right.

At this moment, once again, the shadow of the white crane was slowly imprinted on it.

Although the speed is a bit slow.

However, as this fate continued to change, Fang Xin's whole aura became weaker and weaker.

And the aura of the old ghost he transformed into became more and more mysterious, as if there was a vague connection to the mystery:
"call……"

Immediately afterwards, the pagoda slowly fell silent.

It looks like it has lost its life.

Time passed little by little.

Another decade has passed.

At a certain moment, the huge black lotus that originally wrapped Fang Xin was seen quickly withering.

But for a moment.

The endless black aura in the black lotus quickly merged into the figure in the chain.

Take a closer look.

I only saw the locked one, where was the old ghost with an old face but white hair and a childish face?

It was clearly a young man with a smile.

Suddenly, this is what Fang Xin looks like!
"brush!"

A flash of light flashed from Fang Xin's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he first looked at his body and felt the life span of more than [-] years taken away from him during this transformation.

The whole person couldn't help laughing:

"Okay, okay, it's true."

"The first attempt to avoid calamity and extend one's life is always the simplest. Now, one can finally obtain a life span of more than 400 years."

This time, not only did he extend his life by more than [-] years, but the magic power in his entire body also became more refined under some kind of hidden will.

It seemed that an extremely huge change had occurred.

Compared with his previous mana, now, the strength of his mana has increased by more than ten times.

even.

There was a faint flicker of brilliance all over his body.

A black lotus appeared from its spiritual platform.

The will of Mingming emerged from it, as if it was dyed with a ray of brilliance:

"Prolong your life and increase your magic power!"

"From now on, the magical weapons produced through sacrifices will have a divine power and can be called a calamity magic weapon."

As the words fell, he casually touched the many chains that locked him around him.

Followed by.

All he saw was that the many chains he touched looked like they were rotten.

In just an instant, the pieces collapsed and then fell to the ground:

"Dangdang!"

"Dangdang!"

"..."

A dull voice sounded.

Afterwards, Fang Xin slowly moved his steps and walked out of the prison.

Look left and right.

I only saw that the pagoda, which was originally bustling with people, became a little quiet at this moment.

Go outside.

I only saw those figures near the outside, and at this moment, each of them had turned into a skeleton-like existence.

Although there is still a layer of skin on the outside.

But it's just a skin glued to the bone.

There was no more light in his eyes.

Even if it weren't for a point on the spiritual platform, it would shine like a firefly.

Fang Xin really thought that at this level, all the good brothers who were fellow prisoners with him were all dead.

Looking at this miserable scene in front of me.

Looking at the miserable state of these three Dharma masters who have gone through a form training, but only practiced magic.

Fang Xin could not help but approach slowly, and then sighed:

"Brothers, I'm late."

When he said this, he even walked over and slowly closed the eyes of one of the skeletons that were barely open.

It looks like it's the end of the world.

I felt this excitement.

The skeleton, which had only a little aura of aura, was still trembling slightly.

Indistinctly, there seemed to be a little voice coming from his completely aging mouth and bones:
"Uh uh..."

Looking at the three old antiques in front of her who were extremely close to death, Fang Xin couldn't help but shook her head:
"It's a pity that a lot of Yuan Qi essence has been absorbed by this Demon Suppressing Tower."

"Even if the bones are squeezed out, there's still not enough oil to be squeezed out. The many old ghosts in the Demon Suppressing Sect are really ruthless."

When it came to the end, Fang Xin couldn't help but show a very unbearable expression.

Followed by.

All I saw was that he walked over first and hugged each of the three old antiques.

Although the bones are very numb.But Fang Xin remained ceremonial and hugged them each, as if they were old friends they hadn't seen for many years.

After the hug was completed, he put on a very sad look:

"Since all of you old friends will die soon."

"Then I will prepare coffin boards for many old friends in advance and send them off to the end for you."

When he said this, he even took out three sticks of incense from his pocket very skillfully.

Afterwards, they inserted themselves beside the three old ghosts.

Wait until the incense candle burns out.

Then Fang Xin opened his mouth and said:
"Since many of my old friends have received my tribute, I am not willing to let you continue to suffer."

"The three of you should go on the road together!"

As he finished speaking, his fingers moved slightly, and then three black rays of light, as black as ink and as big as peas, appeared from his hand.

See these three black rays.

Fang Xin couldn't help but nodded proudly:

"Then let me live for you."

As he finished speaking, he saw only three points of black light, and in the blink of an eye they disappeared into the remaining auras of the three old ghosts.

Followed by.

The black light flooded everything.

But in the blink of an eye, these three points of spiritual light were completely swallowed up by the black light.

After that, the black light grew rapidly.

But in the blink of an eye, it turned into a black seed with a hard shell.

The seed seems to be very tenacious.

In the blink of an eye, it took root in the deepest part of the altars of these three old ghosts:

"call……"

A stream of vitality emerged from the seed.

Then, the old ghost's body, which had shriveled to the limit, seemed to be nourished.

Immediately afterwards, it slowly filled up.

It seemed as if he had come back to life from his semi-dead state.

There is even more energy in his eyes.

Seeing that each of these three old ghosts had made a contribution to themselves, Fang Xin couldn't help but laugh:

"This demon-suppressing tower has unlimited resources."

"If we leave right away, we will waste such a good acre of land."

"Now, three seeds have been planted. In the end, they will bloom everywhere."

When he said this, he couldn't help but frown:

"It's a pity that my strength is too low now."

"It is basically difficult for an expert who has trained for more than two kalpas to be parasitized silently by my lotus seed."

After all, it is still too weak.

If he had the strength of that old ghost, True Monarch Zhenyao Zhenjun, he would definitely go there in this big world.

Where is it like now.

There were obviously more Second Tribulation resources underneath, but he didn't dare to plant the seeds casually.

He shook his head and discarded the many distracting thoughts in his mind.

Afterwards, Fang Xin became happy again:

"But it's pretty good now."

"After achieving the Dharma, you can avoid disaster and extend your life within a hundred years, and once again gain a life span of more than [-] years."

"Such an achievement is already beyond the reach of many practitioners in their lifetime."

While thinking this way, he walked happily towards the upper level of the pagoda:

"It's been so long."

"Presumably the seeds I planted earlier have already taken root and sprouted. Let me see if I have enough time to harvest them."

"Sometimes when you plant too many seeds and don't have time to harvest them, it's really a happy worry..."

When he said the last word, he sighed with a smile on his lips, and then walked to the level of the Dharma image.

I walked through my lotus body.

Fang Xin's first glance was towards the red-haired old ghost who was closest to him:

"What a beautiful lotus!"

Take a closer look.

All I saw was that the old red-haired ghost had already disappeared.

In the center of those many chains.

A fiery red lotus fluttered in it, vaguely seeming to be burning with red flames.

It's like a work of art.

Looking at the lotus flower burning with fiery red flames, Fang Xin went over casually, and then gently pinched it off:

"Clap!"

A crisp voice sounded.

Only the rhizome of the flower that was connected to the ground was seen, turning into ashes the moment it was disconnected.

And that red lotus flower, which bloomed very red and was as big as a human head, quickly crystallized the moment it left the rhizome.

But in the blink of an eye.

The fiery red lotus turned into a strange ruby-like lotus no bigger than a palm.

Feel the changes.

Feeling the many Taoist practices and magical powers contained in this lotus, Fang Xin smiled even more happily:

"The Dao Fruit of the peak level of Dharma is only one step away from achieving the Lotus Dao Fruit of this calamity."

"If you have time, you can cultivate it again."

After the words fell, he just waved his hand, and then put it in his sleeve.

Then walk towards the front.

While walking, Fang Xin took down lotus fruits from the ground one after another like an eager old farmer:

"No, no, this one is in too poor quality."

"This is barely okay."

"..."

As he commented, he had already taken eleven fiery red lotus dao fruits in a row.

Every Tao fruit is at the Dharma level.

It can also add to him many invisible and formless foundations.

however.

When she reached No. 12 fertile planting base, Fang Xin couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh:

"After all, we still haven't cultivated the seedlings well."

"It's a loss, it's a loss..."

Look towards the position of the No. 12 Dharma image.

All I saw was the old ghost locked in countless iron chains, which had turned into a completely dry bone at this moment.

even.

There was no essence at all among the withered bones.

It was as if it had been squeezed clean.

What's even more surprising is that.

The black lotus flower in front of the withered bone is continuously exuding the vitality of heaven and earth.

But no one absorbed it at this moment.

Obviously, the speed at which this old ghost at the Dharma level can absorb the vitality of the world cannot keep up with the speed at which it can be refined by this demon-suppressing tower.

Even the Dao Fruit was not formed and was directly squeezed into a mummy.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xin stared blankly, and then picked her own lotus flowers:

"Give you a chance, you are useless."

"What a disgrace to the Dharma!"

After leaving the area of ​​Faxiang, Fang Xin walked directly to the top of the demon tower.

Harvesting as you go.

In fact, in just a matter of seconds, all the warlocks in the entire Demon Suppression Tower had been turned into lotus seeds and taken into his hands.

Because he acted too quickly.

In fact, even the essence refined from the Demon Suppressing Tower seemed to be vaguely illusory.

At this moment, many of the true disciples who had been rewarded and were able to enter the Demon Suppressing Tower to practice began to doubt themselves one by one:
"Of the many brothers who have entered this Demon Suppressing Tower to practice before, the worst ones have been practicing for more than nearly a month. Only then do they feel helpless."

"...could it be said that my foundation can only be cultivated to this point?"

(End of this chapter)