Ten Desolate Daluo

Chapter 388

bastard!

Daoist Tujiu cursed angrily, his whole body was covered in black real fire, and instantly evaporated the surrounding lakes, and the towering ancient trees on the mountain were instantly burned up, and the entire valley was instantly turned into scorched earth. .

Master Tu Jiu's face was dark, watching Fang Qi disappear without a trace, he knew that he would not be able to catch up with this kid, he just used a secret technique to temporarily detain this world, in order to slap this boy to death Boy, who knew that this kid resisted abruptly.

"The whole body is shrouded in light, hiding his head and showing his tail. He must be afraid that I will find his heels!" Master Tu Jiu glanced coldly at Fang Qi who had disappeared into the sky, snorted coldly, moved his body, and came to the place where Fang Qi had just left. place, on the ground a few drops of blood are spilling on the ground.

He took out the porcelain bottle, collected Fang Qi's blood, sniffed it with his nose, and suddenly showed a look of surprise on his face: "Why does this body of blood still have the breath of a beast?"

"Is he not a human race?!"

Daoist Tu Jiu woke up suddenly, and he suddenly thought that the reason why the other party covered his real body with light was probably because he was not a human race.

"Could it be that creatures from outside the territory of the human race have come to Dayu...?" Even a real person from Zifu like Master Tu Jiu couldn't help but shudder at this moment, feeling that there was a big conspiracy in it.

"Go back and deduce it. With his blood, I'm not afraid that he won't show his feet." He laughed strangely, then squinted his eyes and thought for a while, "If this kid's body is refined into a puppet, then It must be an extremely tyrannical puppet!"

As soon as he thought of this, the greed in his heart suddenly rose, he glanced at the distance, and suddenly thought that his precious apprentice told him that there was a place in the original metaworld before he died, and he hadn't gone to see it yet.

"Go and have a look." Thinking that there was a metaverse waiting for him, Master Tu Jiu's cold mood finally improved a bit, he moved his body, and hurriedly galloped away towards the distance.

……

Fang Qi drove the flying boat and flew all the way. The speed was so fast that even the beast didn't see what flew out. Along the way, Qi's extremely powerful body was almost beaten into meatloaf, and almost all his bones were beaten. broken.

He gritted his teeth and held on. Fortunately, Mr. Yi was there to help him check the surrounding situation. Finally, he came to an uninhabited valley, and then landed. After setting up the formation, Mr. Yi stood aside to protect him. The porcelain bottle, as white as jade, is filled with spirit liquid. Just one drop is enough to completely heal his injuries. The last time he used this porcelain bottle was when he fought against the third lady.

"Boy, at this time, you have to remember that you are the ultimate body. It is better to save some divine liquid before you die." Yi Lao said with a smile, "How tyrannical is the extreme body? This little flesh injury Are you going to use the spirit liquid? It's too wasteful!"

When Fang Qi heard this, he almost rolled his eyes. How could this kind of injury be called a minor injury?
All the bones in my body were smashed, not to mention the meridians in my body, even my viscera were smashed to pieces, making a mess.

"You underestimate the ancient scriptures of the extreme way too much." As if hearing Fang Qi's complaints in his heart, Yi Lao suddenly said solemnly, "People who practice the ancient scriptures of the extreme way are extremely tyrannical physically, not just tyrannical Their physical bodies are extremely strong and difficult to destroy, and even if their physical bodies are smashed into pieces, they can recover in an instant, and rebirth from a drop of blood is not something to talk about casually."

"A person who has practiced the ancient scriptures of the extreme way is basically like an immortal body, and it is extremely difficult to kill!" Yi Lao said lightly, "You are a person who has cultivated the ancient scriptures of the extreme way. This is the scripture of the gods, which surpasses the world. Do you think there are any scriptures that are as simple as this? Are you just talking about the Divine Spiritual Sutra? This is the method for the cultivation of the gods!"

When Fang Qi heard this, he restrained the sarcasm in his heart, nodded solemnly, put away the jade bottle, and started to run the ancient scriptures of the extreme way. Immediately, dense mist rose from his body, and a huge breath rose from his body, as if a god was sitting between his eyebrows and reciting scriptures.

At this moment, severe pain came from his body, and he immediately opened his mouth to spit out a big mouthful of blood, gritted his teeth and said: "This real Tujiu still keeps this hand!"

At this moment, there was an unimaginable pain erupting in his body. It was an ancient imprint that fell into Fang Qi's body, and the source of the pain was this imprint. At the critical moment of Fang Qi's practice of the ancient classics of the extreme way, his body was overwhelmed, which caused his healing just now to almost fall short.

"This old dog, even if he lets me run away, he won't make me feel better..."

Fang Qi groaned, he settled down, and immediately grinned and visualized Taihuang Mountain.

Supreme Emperor, suppress pain!
Fang Qi visualized Taihuang Mountain with supreme will, suppressed his pain with Taihuang Mountain, and began to heal his wounds at the same time. The injuries in his body finally began to recover.

Time passed quickly, relying on the tyrannical to abnormal recovery power of the ancient scriptures, Fang Qi finally recovered [-]% of his strength from a lump of meat paste, but he still had the injuries left by Tu Jiu's move in his body, but Fortunately, that imprint has been completely refined by Fang Qi, and the rest needs to be slowly worn away by him with the ancient scriptures of the extreme way.

"This kind of recovery from injury is actually a kind of training..."

"Anything seems to have nothing to do with cultivation, but it's not..."

"It's just a way of cultivation..."

Fang Qi suddenly had a kind of enlightenment, and his mentality of eager to heal his wounds also changed.

"That's right, kid, can you change it? It's a good thing to understand this truth." At this time, Yi Lao smiled and said, "Healing wounds is not as fast as possible, but to remove all your hidden wounds is the best way." Alright, otherwise it will be a huge hindrance to your future enlightenment."

Fang Qi nodded, he understood.

Roots are more important than anything else.

Cultivation is like building a building. Walls are built up layer by layer, but if the foundation is unstable and not solid enough, then it is possible to build even higher, and it will only become a castle in the air.

Fang Qi nodded, then took a deep breath, and walked out of the valley step by step. It was already the dusk of the second day, and he practiced and healed without knowing it, and the sun was still setting.

"That Shangguanlou told Chu Yu that there seems to be some kind of banquet today." Fang Qi touched the back of his head and said softly.

"The ancestors of the Yangliu Clan have achieved success in cultivation, attained the birth of the Purple Mansion, cultivated a visionary body, and held a grand banquet in Longya County, planning to invite the heroes and heroes of Longya County to go together." Fang Qi rubbed his nose, He said softly, "I remember that Chu Yu said so."

"That's good, I happened to go over and meet the arrogances of Longya County." Fang Qi took a breath, and immediately flew towards Longya County with the escape light.

(End of this chapter)