God of Life and Death

"Ok?"

When Fang Yue turned his head, he finally saw Wang Kuan's face clearly.

To be precise, the opponent is not a human race at all, but the legendary bird human race.

It has a red head and a sharp beak.

Its pair of bird claws are more like sharp blades.

Wang Kuan's bird claws clasped Fang Yue's shoulders.

He tried desperately, but he couldn't hurt Fang Yue any more.

"Your strength is still too weak."

Fang Yue commented lightly.

There is no joy or sorrow on his face, the other party is just a cultivator at the level of a saint, and he looks like a weak baby in front of his eyes.

"I didn't want to participate in the grievances between you, but since you have done something to me, I always have to show some expression and attitude!"

"I'm from Xiaoyao Pavilion, do you dare to move me?"

Wang Kuan said in a threatening manner.

In response to him, a ray of sword aura fell to the ground.

Sword Qi drifted, Wang Kuan's head slowly slipped from the top of his neck, and the wound was as smooth as a mirror, very neat.

"The people of Xiaoyao Pavilion have died in my hands too much, and no matter how big the grudges are, they have already taken over, not one more of you!"

Fang Yue said calmly.

It seems that what he killed was not a saint at all, but a cat or dog on the street.

Everyone who passed by shuddered, and no one dared to vindicate the saint of Xiaoyao Pavilion who was killed by Fang Yue's sword.

"Old man, what do you think of the deal I just proposed?"

Fang Yue smiled again. Said narrowly.

The old man Chu Mu had goose bumps on his body.

Originally thought that Fang Yue was just an ordinary cultivator, who would have expected it to be a problem.

The people in Xiaoyao Pavilion have been watching him for a long time, all kinds of threats and tricks, wanting to let him hand over the Wooden Ling Jue in their hands.

If it weren't for him to stay together, this Wood Spirit Art would have already changed hands.

The person in front of him is obviously a ruthless person, at least much more fierce than the person in Xiaoyao Pavilion.

Yes, or not.

Chu Mu's heart was hesitating, making a choice!

Mu Ling Jue is his lifeblood.

"Not willing? I didn't say it!"

Fang Yue was about to turn around and leave without any nostalgia.

It's just a secret method, it won't cost him too much effort.

"It's not that I don't want to give it, but that this wooden spirit formula may not be a blessing after being given to you, and it is more likely to become a disaster!"

Chu Mu spoke slowly, and the wrinkles on his face became more profound.

"The wooden spirit art was obtained by a chance, but it was this wooden spirit art that almost ruined my life! The ripening elixir is so tempting. There are nine levels of the wooden spirit art. It's just getting started, and I haven't even practiced on the first level!"

A smile of self-deprecating and sarcasm suddenly appeared at the corner of Chu Mu's mouth.

"But, I have been targeted by Xiaoyao Pavilion now! Even the calamity creatures are watching me secretly! If it hadn’t been for the prohibition that had been placed in the sea of ​​consciousness, I’m afraid I would have been captured by them for searching for souls, where there is still The free body now!"

"You can imagine that if you obtain the Wood Spirit Jue, you will have to bear the cause and effect brought by the Wood Spirit Jue! Neither Xiaoyao Pavilion nor the calamity creatures seem to be related!"

Chu Mu spoke again, wanting Fang Yue to make sure.

Fang Yue nodded slightly.

"Fearless, fearless!"

Fang Yue's voice fell.

Chu Mu couldn't help sighing softly.

"It’s nice to be young, I think that was the same attitude back then! However, I’m now in a dying year. I don’t have to ask for anything, I just want to live longer. If you want to get the Mu Ling Jue, you can, but you What I have now is far from enough! I want a realm above the sixth level of the Saint Realm! I still have a thousand years of life! As long as you can meet these two conditions of mine, why not give you this Wood Spirit Art? "

Chu Mu made his offer.

Strictly speaking, this condition is not excessive.

Fang Yue pondered for a moment, he always felt that Chu Mu's body revealed a lot of weirdness, so he didn't want to provoke him.

"it is good!"

"This thousand-year life expectancy is not easy to handle. After all, you have already taken many sage-level life-extending pills. The usual life-extending pills are not very effective for you! However, It’s easier to break through to the sixth level of the Saint Realm!"

Fang Yue probed the situation of the old man a little bit.

He found that the old man's physical skin had been weakened to the extreme, and there was a rotten smell in his internal organs.

But the soul of this old man is extraordinarily powerful.

"The soul of the Great Sage Realm, the flesh of the Saint Realm? Could it be that this old man only reached the third realm of the Sage Realm after his realm fell?"

Fang Yue's heart secretly said weird.

The more he looked at this old man, the more unusual it became.

With the arrogance and dominance of the calamity creatures and Xiaoyao Pavilion, this old man has such an amazing technique in his hands. They have already attacked him a long time ago, will they wait until now?

Not to mention that this old man used prohibition to set himself up to know the sea, even if he exploded himself, he could gather his remnant soul and heroic spirits by means of calamity, and interrogate him strictly.

So the old man's words cannot be trusted.

"This is my exclusive secret Baicao liquid. It has a mild temper and contains the energy of the five elements. After taking it, it can be used to warm the viscera and tone the muscles. You can take it with refining, first adjust your body a little, and then I will help you. Break through the realm of cultivation!"

Fang Yue took out a milky white mutton fat jade bottle with ten drops of four-turn Baicao liquid in the bottle.

This four-turn Baicao Liquid is more than enough to adjust the body of the practitioners of the saint realm level!

The old man took a deep look at Fang Yue, and then did not doubt whether Fang Yue's herbal liquid was poisonous, he took out the herbal liquid in the jade bottle drop by drop, and slowly refined it.

Each drop of Baicao Liquid is the size of a longan, the liquid is dark green, and it also emits a faint sweet fragrance.

People passing by, smell a bite and feel a sense of ecstasy!

The old man took about an hour to refine all ten drops of Baicao Liquid, and Fang Yue was patiently waiting beside him.

Ten drops of Baicao liquid were refined and the folds on the old man's face were reduced a lot.

He looked at Fang Yue again with a clear look in his eyes.

"This stuff is good, old man I feel almost ten years younger!"

When Fang Yue looked at the old man again, the aura of the old man had climbed from the third level of the Saint Realm back to the fourth level of the Saint Realm!

Fang Yue secretly said in his heart that his guess was correct.

This old man fell from the Great Sacred Realm or even a higher level of cultivation.

"The emptiness is not made up! The Baicao just now is conditioning your physical body and making your fragile physical body stronger, and the pill given to you now is the spiritual pill that can improve your realm."

"This is the Fahua Pill. The pill contains ninety-nine kinds of elixir. After refining, you should be able to break through to the sixth level of the Saint Realm within an hour, and the rest of the medicine will slowly be in your body. Release, you will be able to smoothly enter the seventh level of the Saint Realm in about three days!"

Fa Hua Dan is the trophy that Fang Yue plundered from the Ten Thousand Flower Universe.

He still had a lot of this kind of medicine, so he didn't feel distressed when he took it out.

The old man nodded slightly, without sorrow or joy on his face.

Fa Huadan is precious, but it is not rare for him.

If it were in the heyday, why would he sell the scriptures in his hand for a mere fahuadan?

A trace of sadness spread in the old man's heart.

The old man put Fahuadan under his tongue.

The pill melted instantly after encountering the saliva, and the wisps of cooling sensation flowed over the limbs.

The old man's eyes became more clear.

Afterwards, the old man closed his eyes and focused on guiding the essence contained in the pill.

Fang Yue fell into a long wait again.

However, this time, the old man did not let Fang Yuejiu wait.

After about dozens of breaths, the old man's cultivation realm returned to the fifth level of the saint realm.

After about dozens of breaths, the sixth floor of the Saint Realm!

The old man opened his eyes suddenly, and a look of the world swept out of him instantly.

He was not like a vendor selling pills on Tianchi, and the aura he gave Fang Yue was more like an invincible overlord.

Soon, the old man reduced his breath.

He was a little embarrassed, Fang Yue said: "The realm has just risen a little bit, and he didn't control himself for a while. Please forgive me! Forgive me!"

The old man touched the back of his head, looking honest and cute.

Fang Yue understands that these are all illusions.

This old man was never a simple character when he was young.

"The cultivation level has returned to the sixth level of the Saint Realm. You have met this condition! That thousand years of life..."

The old man looked at Fang Yue longingly in his eyes.

"No hurry, should you give me a part of the Mu Ling Jue you promised me first?"

Fang Yue looked at the old man and said slowly.

Although Baicaoye and Fahuadan were nothing to him, he had so many deductions from Fang Yue!

If you were cheated by this old guy, wouldn't it be a big loss?

"Hey, this should be."

"This is the preface of the Wooden Lingjing!"

As the old man said, he threw a jade slip to Fang Yue.

He did not bargain.

Fang Yue had paid enough, and he would be unkind if he bargained again.

Sincerity is given to each other.

He still understands the truth that Chu Mu is old and fine.

Fang Yue took over the jade slips and simplified the jade.

The strands of willpower echoed in his mind.

The preface of this Wooden Lingjing is not a scripture, but a trace of willpower. This willpower is quite special and can command all things to grow.

"The will of Tao? No, this is not the will of Tao, but the will of Tao simulated by mental power. This kind of will to defend Tao cannot be used to bless combat power, but can only command all things to grow!"

Fang Yue had comprehended the real will of Tao, and it was natural to simulate this will of false Tao with mental power.

"This Dao’s will is incomparable, and possessing the ability to induce elixir is also expected! Although it is far less powerful than the original Dao’s will to simulate the Dao’s will with mental power, it takes quite a bit to recover this Dao’s will The time is not as good as there are thousands of ways to quickly recover after the mental energy is exhausted!"

Fang Yue saw through the benefits of this secret method at a glance.