Nine days alone

Chapter 112 Innate artistic conception

In fact, Fang Zhong did know something.

When he made the last blow and wanted to kill the terrifying existence in the sarcophagus, he was very close to the sarcophagus, and a gap was opened in the sarcophagus, revealing a scene inside.

The sarcophagus is simple and simple, but the person buried in it is not a hideous and terrifying existence, but a handsome young man, only about seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in white, with a slender figure, lying quietly in the sarcophagus, as if sleeping peacefully, and the outside world The situation in which the magic cloud rolled was in huge contrast.

However, Fang Zhong passed out at the time, and he didn't even have a chance to tell others, and he felt that now was not the time to tell others.

The three great sects have all arrived, but they have not entered the Endless Mountain for a long time. Instead, they have settled down in Yinlong Town, constantly inquiring about the sarcophagus. There must be some secrets in it.

After all, if they really came to suppress the sarcophagus, they only need one family to take action. There is no need for the three great sects to come at the same time. Moreover, suppressing the sarcophagus is a hard job. If one is not good, it may be in danger. Why are they scrambling to come here?

Fang Zhong didn't think that these so-called Taoist sects were so selfless and rushed to take risks. The reason why they were so caring probably had some hidden secrets. He would not tell others about the things in the sarcophagus before he understood the secrets. This is a big secret!

There are no ordinary people in Yinlong Town anymore, only the masters of the three major sects exist.

Some Taoist elders all lived in the nearby residences, lived in seclusion, very mysterious, and Fang Zhong only met them once.

However, the younger generation of the three great sects are very active. There are constant people who shuttle among the Red Tiger Army and the three great families, inquiring about the sarcophagus and the magic cave. The surrounding terrain seems a little hidden.

Of course, more people came to ask Fang Zhong, with a friendly attitude, and generously gave away a lot of things in the panacea, which made the surrounding people greedy.

"Actually, I also want to help everyone, but I really don't know what happened to the sarcophagus." Fang Zhong rejected everyone with a smile.

"Lord Fang, why are you so silent? We are asking this question to know more about the sarcophagus, so that we can destroy it, so as to avoid the loss of life." A young Taoist priest of Xuanqingzong frowned slightly, looked at the people around him, but I didn't dare to do anything.

"This Taoist priest, I really don't know. I just saw a sarcophagus, which is very evil, but there is nothing else. What can mortals see?" Fang Zhong shook his head with sincerity on his face.

In the end, the people from the three major sects returned disappointed, knowing that they couldn't find anything out of Fang Zhong's mouth, so they lingered among the others instead.

rumbling...  

That night, there was a loud bang and thunder from the endless mountains, and countless purple thunders pierced the sky, all of which were extremely thick.

The huge shock came from the ground, even though it was hundreds of miles away, everyone still felt their hearts throbbing, and they couldn't help but change their faces.

The people from the three major sects also came out, and rushed to the sky one by one, looking at the sky.

"It's Zixiao Shenlei, what is that sarcophagus that actually aroused Zixiao Shenlei?" The disciple of Lingyin Mountain whispered to himself with a solemn expression.

"It is said that the thunder of the Purple Night God has boundless power and can destroy all evil spirits in the world. The sarcophagus is probably a world-shaking monster."

"That's true. This monster is very terrifying. It has been so many years since he died, but he still has such power that even Zixiao Shenlei can't do anything to him." The disciples of the three great sects stood in the sky, looking at the sky, They all frowned, showing a look of shock.

Fang Zhong couldn't fly high in the sky, so he could only judge the current situation of the Devil's Nest from the billowing thunder and lightning in the distance, the towering magic cloud, and the huge shaking of the ground.

The disciples of the three major sects talked a lot, and the voices came to his ears, which shocked him.

He had seen the young man in the sarcophagus with his own eyes. He was handsome, serene, and dressed in white clothes like snow. It was really difficult to connect him with the words "World Shaking Demon".

The demonic clouds rolled in the sky, and the divine thunder was shining brightly. A fierce battle was unfolding, and a terrifying aura permeated the sky, shaking the sky for hundreds of miles. It was like an earthquake, many trees collapsed, and the ground shook non-stop. Cracked.

Such a situation was terrifying, as if the whole world was going to be destroyed, everyone was shocked, even the disciples of the three major sects couldn't calm down.

The terrifying shock lasted for two full hours before subsiding.

The Zixiao Divine Thunder was annihilated, and there was still a magic cloud boiling above the sky, but it was much weaker, and a little bit of sunlight was revealed.

Obviously, the sarcophagus once again gained the upper hand in this fierce battle, but it was not easy. After being impacted by the divine thunder, the momentum has weakened a lot, and even the magic cloud in the sky has faded, and the terrifying coercion It became a little erratic, as if it was about to dissipate.

"this is a good chance."

"Well, I guess the sarcophagus has been severely damaged by the thunder of the gods. If we kill it at this time, we can probably suppress the sarcophagus and take out the treasures inside..."

"Shut up, although this kind of thing is not a secret to our three great sects, it's better not to spread it around, so as not to let those ordinary people know."

The disciples of the three major sects were talking in low voices, their eyes were shining, and they wanted to take advantage of this moment to rush into the magic cave and suppress the sarcophagus.

Their voices were very low, but Fang Zhong's spiritual sense was strong, and he still caught a trace of it, and he was very shocked.

The sarcophagus is very strange, there may be a big monster buried inside, but it is something from ancient times, and there may be some treasures inside, even if it is not the magic weapon used by the world-shaking big monster, it is probably something extremely precious, Its value is incalculable.

Ordinary people would be powerless to covet such things even if they wanted to, but the three great sects were very tempted and wanted to get the treasure in their hands.

"The three great sects want to dig a grave! It's crazy to dig a sarcophagus from ancient times." Fang Zhong felt a little dazed, he didn't expect that a cultivator could do such a thing.

"It's no wonder that all the three major sects have come, and they are here for the treasures in the sarcophagus." Fang Zhong stared at the people from the three major sects, and sneered in his heart: "However, I'm afraid they will be disappointed. Except for the boy, there is not even half a bird feather."

He had seen the situation inside the sarcophagus, and knew that there was nothing there, so he couldn't help thinking maliciously, if he told the people of the three major sects now, would he be mad at them?

However, Fang Zhong didn't intend to tell them. If he told them now, the people from the three major sects would definitely turn green, but they probably wouldn't care about the sarcophagus anymore.

The night is as cool as water, leaking from between the billowing demonic clouds, it is extraordinarily bright and clean.

The tallest building in Yinlong Town is a seven-story pagoda, which is made of blue rock, very simple and full of traces of time, it is unknown how many years it has existed.

Fang Zhong was standing at the top of the pagoda at this moment, feeling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth penetrate into his body, and his whole body fell into an ethereal state.

This is a wonderful feeling, the world is naturally in the heart, invisible, without self, without others...

Before he knew it, a wonderful rhythm rose in Fang Zhong's heart. It was very natural, like innate, and made him feel very comfortable, as if he had returned to his mother's embrace, and the same time when he used Fang Zongzhou's power to understand the innate mystery. It feels very similar.

"This is... the innate artistic conception?" Fang Zhong was startled, and quickly collected his mind, carefully comprehending the artistic conception of this innate artistic conception.

If he wanted to break through to the innate state, he had to comprehend the innate connotation. This opportunity is rare at this moment, and he cannot be distracted, so he needs to comprehend it with his heart.

Unknowingly, an hour has passed, Fang Zhong remained motionless, standing quietly on the top of the pagoda, as if he was in the arms of heaven and earth, a faint aura of heaven and earth naturally came and wrapped around him, a strange feeling filled his heart , contains the innate way.

This is not a breakthrough, but an insight!

In the end, Fang Zhong came to his senses, and he couldn't help shouting to the sky. His cultivation hadn't broken through, but he touched a trace of the mystery of the innate realm.

brush!

at this time--

A ray of light flashed by, and Lin Yan appeared beside Fang Zhong, looking at him and said, "My good brother, what are you doing here?"

"It's nothing, I just want to blow some air." Fang Zhong smiled, looking at Lin Yan's beautiful face, his heart swayed.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Lin Yan blushed, snorted coquettishly, and said worriedly: "I know you are cultivating, but you still have a very strong demonic nature in your body, it is better to practice less at this time. Otherwise, once the magic happens, you will lose yourself again."

"Well, I know." Fang nodded his head, and couldn't help frowning. The demonic nature in his body came from the resentment and killing intent of countless wild beasts. It has been rooted in his flesh and blood at this moment, and it may flare up at any time. It can be said It's a ticking time bomb.

Lin Yan didn't say anything else, and stood beside Fang Zhong quietly. Neither of them spoke, but just felt the tacit understanding and tranquility silently.

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