Earth Cultivator

Chapter 292
Under the blue sky, the waves gently wash the curved coastline.

A big-headed seabird flapped its wings and flew out of a barren forest. After tilting its head and curiously glanced at a small group of humans fighting on a beach below it, it made a low cry, and then With a flutter of wings, it glided to the sea.

At the bottom of a small sandy slope near the tidal flat, Fang Yufan in white sportswear raised his head slightly to look at a seabird fluttering past, and then saw it suddenly plunged headlong into the light blue sea. After that, he slowly retracted his gaze.

Hearing the insults and cries of pain floating in the wind not far away, as well as the excited and panicked cries of the girls standing beside him, a faint smile gradually spread from the corner of his mouth.

Letting out a short breath, Fang Yufan stretched out his right foot and drew a long straight line on the half-sand half-mud tidal flat, then grinned and sighed in a low voice: "This is the land and people of Fusang. !"

After facing the sea and sighing for a moment, he moved his left hand slightly, and a cylindrical thing about one foot long and the thickness of a child's wrist in pitch black appeared in the palm of his hand.

Looking at the black stick in his hand that looked like a severed bone, Fang Yufan's pupils suddenly shot out two blazing white flames.

Two beams of light shone on the black stick in unison.

The next second, an incomparably cold and bleak aura burst out from its body, and bursts of soul-stirring mournful wailing quickly spread from its slightly larger top to the surroundings following the appearance of the aura.

"Hmph! A mere dead thing dares to do something wrong!"

After a low hum, Fang Yufan's eyebrows and eyes trembled, and then the palm holding the black stick was slightly tightened, and a ray of light as white as jade quickly escaped from his palm, and the stick was completely wiped out in the blink of an eye. drowned.

The evil spirit immediately subsided, and the wailing also drifted away silently with the wind.

"Cut, little one!"

After casually subduing the black stick in his hand that he got from an underwater cave thousands of meters deep, Fang Yufan curled his lips and snorted.

Then he carefully looked at the black stick exuding a certain evil spirit under the scorching sun in the sky, ignoring the fact that gray spots of light kept floating from the stick and scattered in the air under the sunlight.

After observing for a long time, Fang Yufan finally learned the approximate origin of this black stick from his own mind.

"Soul Eater Stick" is a relatively common evil magic weapon in the cultivation world.Among them, the Soul Eater made by the Heavenly Ghost Sect is the most famous.

As the name suggests, Soul Devourer is characterized by devouring the source of soul consciousness of mortals or cultivators.

And Fang Yufan looked at the fine texture on the body of the Soul Eater in his hand, and according to the three dark black skulls on the top that formed a circle side by side, there were a few ghost teeth shining cold and evil in the mouth, and he was not without joy. I finally came to such a conclusion: This is exactly the Three Ghosts Soul Eater Stick from the Heavenly Ghost Sect!

In other words, in modern terms, the Soul Eater that I picked up casually is still a brand name!

Therefore, even though the soul-eating wand was slowly releasing a bit of cold evil energy towards Fang Yufan's palm, he still looked delighted to find the wallet and said in a low voice: "My luck is so good!" okay?"

As for saying that Taoist disciples cannot use evil magic weapons?
Fang Yufan grinned and blinked.

Pure nonsense!
Whether it is a secret treasure of the immortal way, a Buddhist magic weapon, or an evil magic weapon, its main material is the treasure of heaven and earth.

There is no distinction between good and evil in the treasure itself, the key is not to see which camp the person using it belongs to!
Let’s just say this Soul Eater, the main material for refining it is underground black iron.

The underground black iron belongs to the first rank of Tiancai.

In the world of self-cultivation, it is an ordinary material for self-cultivation that can be used not only for refining weapons, but also for making formations and talismans.If it is contaminated with a trace of cold air, it is the best material for refining the Soul Eater.

Of course, because the underground black iron is only a low-grade natural material, the Soul Eater made from it as the main material will not be much better.

Not to mention that the disciples of the evil sects and demon sects in the cultivation world at that time had one, but nine out of ten were equipped with it.

And the reason why Fang Yufan thinks he is lucky is not because he thinks the Soul Eater is good.

Furthermore, for a cultivator whose natal secret treasure is a middle-grade high-level spiritual weapon, the Soul Eater is really not in his eyes.Although the Three Ghosts Soul Eater is also a high-grade magic weapon in terms of grade!

What he felt happy was simply because he picked up such a soul-eating stick after a casual trip.

It's like the world's richest man suddenly found a finger-sized diamond in a pile of gravel, not excited about its own value, but just happy for the unexpected joy!
After carefully detecting the texture on the Soul Eater, Fang Yufan was about to put it back into the storage space, but suddenly heard a panicked cry.

Turning around and stepping on the top of the sandy slope, he looked up, but it turned out that the five young men had been knocked down to the ground by four gangsters, and the yellow-haired guy was holding a violently struggling man in his arms. The petite body kept smiling silvery.

Seeing the smirk of the yellow-haired gangster in his eyes, and hearing the terrified and somewhat begging cries of the girl in his ears, Fang Yufan, who was holding the Soul Eater in his hand, twitched several times.

Then the next second, with a flick of his arm, a black shadow flew past with a "whoosh".

"Minghe, let Miko go!"

Shan Ye, with blood all over his face, lay powerlessly on the sand and hissed and roared with his eyes wide open.

Although he was much taller than the average Fusang man, he and his companions were knocked to the ground very simply in the face of wild hands from gangsters who often fought and fought!

Ming He smiled smugly with his yellow hair parted and his mouth open.

While smiling, he hugged the girl in front of him, who could be called a child with big breasts, into his arms.

If this girl named Meizi hadn't struggled too violently, he, who has taken off countless women's clothes, would have already succeeded in the burning desire in his heart!

The stout Tai Ye stepped on the back of a young man and said with a slight smile of contempt on his face: "Hehe, Minghe, let me tell you if you can do it! If you can't, then replace me!"

"Beautiful thinking!" Ming He said while pulling the girl's delicate body into his arms with both hands, "This woman is mine today! Look at those two are also good! Delicate little schoolgirls, not those The women on the street can compare!"

Hearing this, the two girls with pale faces next to her became even more frightened when they saw a few hot eyes projected on themselves.

"Let go of me! You rascals!" Meizi yelled in panic while twisting her limbs, "If you don't let me go, I'll call someone!"

When Minghe heard this, a thick sneer quickly spread from the corner of his mouth.

Call someone?How naive!Hey, but I like it!
With a silvery evil light flashing in the corner of his eyes, he simply opened his mouth wide and lowered his head to look for the girl's delicate and smooth red lips.

"Help! Help!"

Looking at the ugly face approaching in front of her, Miko's big eyes were quickly and completely occupied by fear, and then she opened her mouth and screamed for help while struggling to turn her head away.

But how can a delicate and frail girl resist a young man with strong limbs for a long time?

So after only calling four or five times, Meizi smelled a strong bad breath hitting her face continuously, and then she felt the whole body of the bastard who was holding her tightly shake violently

After feeling the restraint force on her weakened, the girl twisted her upper body and cleverly broke free, and then jumped in front of her two female companions like a frightened little rabbit Looking over with lingering fear.

An expression mixed with eight or nine points of pain and three or four points of annoyance appeared on Ming He's incomparably ferocious cheeks as he turned around.

Just when Minghe turned around, a black stick fell from the back of his head on the sandy ground, a trace of faint blood flowed on the stick, and then penetrated into the stick without everyone realizing it. inside.

He lowered his head and glanced at his feet, only at this moment did he feel a sharp pain rushing from the back of his head.

Ming He, whose eyes were full of hostility, pulled his neck and shouted, "Who threw the stick!"

A short green-haired boy raised his head and looked around for a few moments, then suddenly pointed at Fang Yufan who was walking up a sandy slope and shouted, "It must be him!"

Ming He glared furiously at the young man in white clothes who was walking towards him step by step and shouted, "Boy! You are looking for death! How dare you hit me with a stick!?"

Fang Yufan curled his lips secretly when he heard the words.

Damn, fortunately I can both listen and speak Fusang dialect, otherwise, wouldn't it be very troublesome!

After taking a light breath, Fang Yufan raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Master, I will not only hit you with a stick, but also with my fist!"

As soon as the words fell, he rubbed his body and went up to the Fusang gangsters with colorful hair on their heads not far away.

Feeling a wisp of warm liquid dripping from his collar, Minghe raised his fist and shouted sharply, then stepped forward with his strong thighs, and punched hard in front of him.

Dealing with such a small bastard was Fang Yufan's kung fu.

But maybe it was because after setting foot in this territory that once brought China the greatest disaster, the violent emotion hidden deep in his heart completely raised his head; or he felt that his muscles and bones should also be exercised.

In short, after seeing the fist coming at him, Fang Yufan's eyes flickered violently and he also swung his fist!

(End of this chapter)