Full level ruthless person.

Chapter 421 Opportunity
The woman died tragically in front of Fang Zhixing without a trace of her body.

No, it cannot be said to be a tragic death.

Because the process of tragic death must be extremely intense, full of unwillingness, despair, and hysterical struggle.

But the woman seemed to have accepted her fate.

"Well, I thought you were resurrected from the dead, but I didn't expect that you were just having a last gasp." Fang Zhixing sighed softly.

Then he looked carefully at the token in his hand. There was a word "Zhou" on the front and nothing on the back.

Apart from this, I can't see any other solution at the moment.

"She said she would give me an opportunity..."

Fang Zhixing just laughed it off and was not too interested.

Although a dying person's words are good, you are already dead, so how good can the opportunity you offer be?
While he was thinking, the group of White Bone Demons pounced on him.

"Cang Hai·Melting Sun!"

Fang Zhixing remained calm and composed, a vast ocean gathered around him, and the scorching sun rose slowly.

The blazing true fire of the sun can burn the sky and boil the sea, which is incomparable.

But in an instant, all the White Bone Demons near the octagonal pavilion were reduced to ashes.

"what is that?"

Bu Yan'e and the other two's faces changed drastically. They were terrified. They felt as if a huge sun had fallen into the garden, burning everything. It was extremely terrifying.

They used the "Cang Hai Hao Huo Bian" skill, thinking that their fire was fierce and unmatched.

Who would have thought that compared with the melting sea and sun, it was just like a firefly competing with the bright moon. How overestimating one's own abilities!

"Leihuo?"

Uncle Master Tang frowned. He was knowledgeable and experienced, and he could smell a hint of the Nanming Lihuo from the Canghai Rongri Gong.

That's right, the Cang Hai Rong Ri Gong is a fusion and upgraded version of the Cang Hai Sheng Long Jue and Nan Ming Li Huo Jing.

"kill!"

Fang Zhixing quickened his pace and swung his sword horizontally.

The vast ocean suddenly expanded with him as the center, sweeping in all directions.

As the molten sun rose, it grew a pair of huge flaming wings that were hundreds of feet long. It looked very much like the Golden Crow and was extremely domineering.

The White Bone Demon was no match at all. Once she encountered the Golden Crow's raging fire, she was instantly reduced to ashes.

Soon, most of the garden was cleared out by Fang Zhixing, and he was unstoppable.

Uncle Tang and his three companions teamed up to deal with the other half.

In this way, the entire Xun area was conquered.

The five people in the group were unharmed and the process was quite smooth.

However, Uncle Tang and the other three also reacted at this moment and realized that Fang Zhixing's strength was extraordinary and might be more than just the peak of Martial Sect.

"Uncle Tang, who exactly is this guest official Fang?" Bu Yan'e's eyes sparkled, and she felt that she could not see through Fang Zhixing at all.

Uncle Tang pondered in silence, his brows twisted into a knot.

The Canghai Sect is a super large sect. It not only has a very strong foundation, but also has the blessing of the Lord of the Canghai.

Even so, it is still extremely difficult for Canghaimen to cultivate a martial arts master.

Outside of the big sects, it is even more difficult for warriors to cultivate to the level of Martial Master, as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Even if you are a genius, without the support of a big sect, it is nothing but a pipe dream to want to climb up.

"Fang Keqing is just a casual cultivator, yet he is superior to us."

The horse-faced young man was full of doubts and was very unconvinced. He asked suspiciously, "Could he be the descendant of some great man?"

The white-haired and youthful man had a complicated expression as he pondered, "It is also possible that he is the reincarnation of a certain master."

At this time, Fang Zhixing walked over with a piece of metal fragment in his hand.

He threw it to Uncle Tang and said with a smile, "I found it in the garden. It should be one of the key fragments."

Uncle Tang took it and nodded, saying, "Well, you have made the greatest contribution in this level. No matter what spoils we find later, you can be the first to choose."

Only then will you know that there is nothing you can't do.

So the five people quickly cleaned up the battlefield and gathered again.

The spoils were piled all over the ground, including swords and other weapons, chain mail, shields, and some bottles and jars and other miscellaneous items.

Uncle Tang took inventory and commented: "The good treasures should be this spiritual pearl, this jade flute, and this amber red silk."

The spirit pearl is crystal clear and ice-blue all over. When it shakes, the light and shadow change, making people dizzy.

The jade flute is played horizontally, the sound is like a huge bell, like a complaint or a song, it twists and turns the heart, creates a thousand ripples, and bursts out with thousands of rays of light.

When people hear the sound of the flute, they feel more energetic, stronger and forget their pain.

It can be said that the main special effect of Yu Di is to be a nurse and provide assistance to the team.

As for the Amber Red Silk, it can grow with the wind and is extremely fast. It can turn into millions of silk ropes to bind and restrain the enemy.

Fang Zhixing had no interest in the spirit pearl or the jade flute. He picked up the amber silk and looked at it carefully, but he looked down on it.

The three treasures came from fairies and officials, and were things used by lower-class people. Their grade would not exceed the seventh-level mid-grade at best, and were far inferior to the golden silk cloud-walking shoes.

"Which one do you choose?" asked Uncle Tang.

Fang Zhixing shook his head and said, "There's nothing I like. You guys can choose."

Uncle Tang and the other three looked at each other in silence, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

I didn't expect Fang Zhixing to have such high standards. He looked down on everything.

"You didn't want this, so I won't be polite."

Bu Yan'e smiled and immediately picked up the amber red silk, unable to contain her joy.

Uncle Tang silently picked up the spirit bead and played with it as if it were a spinning ball.

"Well, this jade flute suits my temperament very well."

The man with white hair and youthful face stretched out his hand and picked up the jade flute before the young man with horse face. He stroked it lovingly a few times and put it around his waist.

The horse-faced young man was speechless and could only pick the remaining junk.

After a short rest, everyone continued on their journey after regaining their strength.

Cross an arched door and enter the Kan area.

"Amitabha!"

Master Pohe came forward and said with a smile on his face, "King Tang Wu and the four elders are truly amazing. They were able to conquer two areas in such a short time. I admire them very much."

Uncle Tang said: "It was just luck. We are just lucky."

He calmly handed over the two key fragments.

Master Pohe flipped his hand and took out another six pieces.

As the fragments came together, they trembled slightly against each other and suddenly came together to form a key.

Master Pohe held the key in both hands, his heart was moved, and he said: "Great, now we can enter the core area."

Uncle Tang responded, "We are ready here and can open the door at any time."

Master Pohe laughed and said, "I can't wait any longer."

After a while, four monks gathered around Master Pohe.

Fang Zhixing's eyes flashed, and he noticed that two of them were the Buddhist disciple Pokong and the evil monk Pojie.

Master Pohe is only at the peak of the Wuzong level and cannot compete with Uncle Tang.

Minghuang Temple would naturally send out a martial king-level expert to provide support.

This task fell on the evil monk who broke his precepts.

"Master of Breaking the Rules..."

Uncle Tang nodded as a greeting. Facing the evil monk who had broken his precepts, his expression was no longer cynical but rather a little solemn.

It can be seen that the evil monk who broke his precepts brought him a lot of pressure. "Brother Tang, how are you?" The evil monk who broke his precepts laughed, glanced at Fang Zhixing and the other three, and did not look at them again.

Fang Zhixing at this time had naturally disguised himself and his face was unfamiliar.

Master Pohe smiled and said, "We will each send five people to explore the core area together. I hope everyone can work together and not ruin the harmony because of one or two treasures."

Uncle Tang said: "Masters, rest assured, we at Canghai Sect will abide by the agreement. Whoever gets the treasure first will own it. We will never snatch it away."

No one had any objections.

Then...

The ten of them returned to the Qian District together and entered an attic.

"The entrance is right here..."

Master Pohe entered the main hall and walked straight to an ancient bronze door. He introduced: "After we conquered the Qian District, we found this bronze door."

He inserted the key into the keyhole and turned it.

Kakaka~
Accompanied by the sound of mechanical gears turning, the bronze door slowly opened.

A cold wind blew over, carrying with it dust.

Fang Zhixing and the others fixed their gazes, looked through the gate, and immediately saw the scene inside clearly.

A secret room!
The space is not big, only about seven or eight meters long and wide, and is filled with dust.

"This, this is the core area?"

The young man with a horse face was speechless. He thought the core area would be very large, with intricate interiors, picturesque scenery, and mountains of treasures.

Where did you think...

As the dust settled little by little.

Only then did everyone see clearly that there were two people in the secret room.

One was a middle-aged woman, dressed in gorgeous and dazzling clothes, like a royal family.

The other was a handsome young man, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a handsome face.

The two of them snuggled together against the wall, their eyes closed, and seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

In addition, there was a black box next to them.

This situation!

Rather than saying that this is the core of Zhou Garden, it is more like a tomb.

Everyone looked at each other, and then looked at the black box at the same time.

"Brother Tang, what do you think?" the evil monk who broke his precepts suddenly asked.

Uncle Tang responded: "I think these two people may be the masters of Zhouyuan Immortal Palace."

Master Pohe agreed with him and nodded, saying, "Well, Zhouyuan Fairy Palace encountered an unspeakable disaster and they were forced to flee into the secret room for refuge."

The evil monk stroked his beard and said, "If these two are really the masters of Zhou Garden, then they are most likely immortals!"

Bu Yan'e couldn't help but ask: "What is the strength of the immortal? Can we defeat him?"

The evil monk narrowed his eyes slightly and replied, "No matter how powerful the immortals are, when they come to the fourth floor, they are in the same situation as us going to the fifth floor. They both have to overcome the harsh environment and the completely different cultivation system."

Everyone suddenly realized.

There is no essence of heaven and earth in the fifth level of the Mechanical God's World. When Wu Zong goes there, he cannot mobilize the power of heaven and earth, and his strength is greatly reduced.

I'm sure it's the same for the immortals. Here on the fourth level, they're facing numerous difficulties and it's hard to take even a single step.

The horse-faced young man was impatient and suggested, "How about I go in and take a look first?"

A monk with thick eyebrows said: "Song Daoist, wait a minute, I have thick skin and flesh, so I am more suitable for exploring the way."

The horse-faced young man's expression changed slightly, and he said with a smile: "Master He Ye has already cultivated an indestructible body, Song can only sigh that he is inferior to him."

The next moment, Master He Ye's whole body burst into brilliant golden light and he turned into a golden man. He took the lead and stepped into the door.

As soon as he stepped on it, the floor suddenly cracked and a round silver ball emerged, which looked like a bean.

The silver bean spun around and suddenly split in the middle.

Then, a figure in silver armor appeared.

"Oh, the beans make soldiers!"

The evil monk who broke his precepts sighed and warned, "Be careful, this 'heavenly soldier' ​​should have the strength of Nirvana."

As soon as these words came out!
Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows slightly. He hadn't heard of the term Nirvana for some time.

Bu Yan'e and the others were all stunned, not understanding what he meant.

Uncle Tang explained: "This is the division of the realm of cultivation in the third level of heaven.

The people in that world practice differently from us. In their view, everyone is firmly bound by fate, with no freedom and no transcendence.

Therefore, the first step in spiritual practice is to break one's own destiny.

For example, the birth, aging, sickness and death of mortals is a kind of destiny, so practitioners must achieve immortality.

For this reason, the first major realm is divided into three parts, namely the Nirvana realm, the Samsara realm, and the Fate realm!

Their Nirvana Realm is probably on par with our Martial Master Realm."

Only then did everyone realize.

As they were talking, Master He Ye and the heavenly soldier collided heavily.

The Vajra Fist struck out like a hammer, smashing into the heavenly soldier's helmet.

When~
The heavenly soldier tilted his head, as if nothing had happened, and punched Master He Ye.

The two figures stepped back, then rushed towards each other, attacking each other crazily.

Fang Zhixing noticed that no matter how fiercely they fought or how powerful they were, there was never a single crack on the floor.

After a moment, the heavenly soldier suddenly drew his sword and chopped Master He Ye on the shoulder.

puff~
Master He Ye's defense was broken, blood gushed out, and he flew backwards, falling on his butt outside the bronze door.

Everyone was shocked and hurried to help Master He Ye up.

Looking back, the heavenly soldier gradually faded and disappeared like air.

Master He Ye gasped and rushed towards the gate again.

Bang!
He suddenly bumped into something and was thrown back, falling flat on his face.

Everyone looked puzzled.

Then Master He Ye smiled bitterly and said, "Ah, I am so poor and blessed!"

Uncle Tang was surprised and asked, "Master, why do you say that? Just recuperate for a while, and then fight back."

Master He Ye said: "After I entered the secret room, I found that the space inside suddenly became huge, and I saw a line of words on the ground."

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. From their perspective, nothing had changed at all.

Master He Ye sighed, "This secret room is very important. Each person is only allowed to enter once. I have already used up my chance."

"..."

Everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"You only get one chance!"

Master He Ye reminded: "Anyone who enters the secret room will automatically trigger the mechanism and release a heavenly soldier, and this heavenly soldier is exactly the same level as you. In other words, you must defeat the heavenly soldier of the same level to be considered successful."

Master Pohe asked in surprise: "And then?"

Master He Ye said: "Those who successfully pass the level will have the opportunity to open the black box and get a treasure as a reward."

Everyone suddenly realized.

"The core area is really not that simple." The horse-faced young man sighed and became eager to make a move.

Uncle Tang took out the spirit bead and handed it over, saying, "Go ahead and try it."

The horse-faced young man was overjoyed and stepped into the door...

(End of this chapter)