Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 595

2021-03-03

Chapter 595 wind and rain Fuyuan Temple

Since that day, Fang Dou has never seen a floor sweeper again.

As a dignified Taoist daoist, hiding in a famous temple of Shimen, this hand operation is so showy!

Fang Dou admires him a lot, that is, he can play like this, and if he is a different person, he will definitely be killed on the spot after being discovered.

Originally, he wanted to say goodbye and leave when the ceremony was over.

But martial law stayed, so he stayed for a few more days.

Fang Dou finished making robes for the floor sweeper. That night, a barrier was pierced, and he finally felt that he had accumulated knowledge and delivered it slowly.

So, he knew that it was time to make a daoist robe of his own.

The original daoist robe was returned. Fang Dou had one less thing on his mind. With a clear mind, he was blessed to start making a daoist robe.

Taking advantage of this sudden inspiration, coupled with the Fuyuan Temple, the resources are also very rich.

Fang Dou also has the experience of making two sets of monk robes in succession. The environment of the temple is quiet, thanks to the martial law, and no one is disturbed for a short time.

"Done!"

In Fang Dou's mind, he already had a certainty about the style of his daoist robe.

The style is simple, compared to the daoist robe, simplifying redundant accessories, leaving only the necessary straps.

As for the material, the silk of the three Sword Sects is of high grade, and combined with the advantages of the three, such as celestial silk, the finished daoist robe in the future will be better than the celestial silk robe of the sweeper.

Fang Dou decided to refine this daoist robe into a treasure of protection movement method, especially the internal Formation, and determined the 'clouds, mountains and fog cover' sword array as the core, blending the best of water and fire daoist robes Formation, formidable power must be able to go to the next level.

There were rising winds and scudding clouds in the outside world, and many sword cultivators got news and traveled day and night to Jinling County.

Those who tipped off the news secretly observed Fuyuan Temple and monitored Fang Dou's direction.

I thought that Fang Dou was going to leave soon, but didn't expect to stay.

This is a little troublesome. Fuyuan Temple is also one of the famous temples of Shimen. There are many powerful Arhats in it.

The sword cultivator rushes to the door, which may lead to a conflict with Shimen.

The person who initiated it didn't expect it to evolve into this, but the matter has come to this point, it is out of control.

It's been more than ten days!

Fang Dou was wearing a brand-new daoist robe and moving his shoulders, he couldn't feel the slightest restraint, as natural as the skin on his body.

Sleeves lingering with the wind, hem fluttering like a fairy, walking like being in the Celestial Court among the clouds!

"What a good Wu belt!"

Fang Dou looks at the floor copper mirror, the more he looks, the more satisfied he is. Our design ideas and cutting skills are worth the money!

This is the finished product of the daoist robe, which looks like a Divine Immortal from the outside.

Especially the material, it is a special product of Shu Brocade, which is a collection of the three Sword Sects of Ling Xiao, Bai Di and Qingcheng. There is no second person in the world who can have such a luxurious enjoyment!

However, this daoist robe can only be considered as a dress, it has not yet become a real magic weapon.

"Next, engrave the Formation in it!"

Fang Dou's eyes flickered, there were already Five Elements Flying Sword, Seven Star Flying Sword, Three Poison Flying Sword, and the beads he just got. The Flying Sword all appeared in front of him, with the tip of the sword pointing vertically to the ground.

"The sword array of the cloud cover and fog cover is engraved into it by the technique of forming a formation of one person, and the sword qi of the Flying Sword is infused!"

This Formation is the gathering of hundreds of Fang Dou The head of the family, created by himself, belongs to the crystallization of wisdom.

In particular, with the characteristics of this array, the internal details can be enriched without limit, the external scope can be expanded, and the power can be superimposed without limit.

Therefore, the core of this daoist robe is based on the sword array of 'Yunshan Mist Cover'.

As for the 'transfiguration spell', 'dust removal technique', etc., the daily necessary magic spells are also essential and placed on the periphery of the sword array.

Fang Dou took off his daoist robe and concentrated on engraving. The four Flying Swords around him came and went, releasing dazzling sword light from time to time.

On this day, martial law came to the door in a hurry, and when they met, they shouted, "It's not good!"

"en!"

Fang Dou's fingertips flashed, He was writing on the surface of the daoist robe, one after another light pattern penetrated deep into the interior, he stopped and raised his head when he heard the words.

'"Fang Dou, I don't know who leaked the news, and now the sword cultivators outside are coming to Fuyuan Temple!" , revealing the whereabouts of Fang Dou.

Those sword cultivators in Shu, in order to hunt down Fang Dou, did not hesitate to leave the mountains of Shu and followed them for thousands of miles

This group of killing embryos is really not to be trifled with ah!

"Fang Dou, you go now, I will cover for you, let outsiders think that you are still hiding in the temple!"

The martial law muttered to himself, "This There must have been a secret message from Shimen people, otherwise the sword cultivator would not have come so quickly!"

He gritted his teeth, "This is to ignore my Fuyuan Temple, and Wait, after this matter is over, I will settle accounts in the autumn!"

He looked up and saw that Fang Dou was not in a hurry, still playing with his daoist robe.

"Let's go fast, I heard that a sword cultivator has already crossed the river!"

"So what?"

Fang Dou shrugged, "It's all passed. Jiang Lai, it only takes a day or two to get here, can I escape?"

Then, he asked martial law, "Do you know why I am wanted?"

"Smuggling Shu Brocade ?" asked martial law tentatively.

"Of course not!"

Fang Dou rolled his eyes, "It's a murder, and it's a great character's recipe!"

Martial law clicking one's tongue in wonder , "Fang Dou brother, your ability to cause trouble is incredible!"

However, he immediately became nervous, "You are not my Shimen people, I am sheltered by Fuyuan Temple, which is already the limit, What if a sword cultivator invades?"

"Prevent Senior Brother Yan, borrow your treasure, and kill a few batches fiercely, and I'll talk about it later!"

As soon as the martial law was heard, he touched his bald head, "Dare to be kind!"

At this time, a young novice rushed over in a panic, "The abbot is in charge, something bad happened, and a murderer came to the door, It's like the legendary Sword Immortal!"

The martial law turned around, "Fang Dou brother, let's go together!"

After saying that, he turned around and ordered the little novice, "Go and take the first seat of each prison. Please come, some Arhats from Heavenly King Palace, be sure to be there!"

From the wing room to the temple gate, the martial law all the way to Fang Dou's atmosphere, "I am Fuyuan Temple, and I can't just come to the door to ask for someone!"

"Impossible, I just came into martial law, and I bullied my door, obviously punching me in the face!"

He said excitedly, flapping his cheeks a few times, very... happy feel.

The gate of the temple is open, and the monks standing on both sides are tall and strong people, looking alert, surrounded by one person in the center.

Fang Dou came from a distance, but he didn't see the person coming. He just glanced at the outline of his eyes and noticed a sharp breath. It was indeed a sword cultivator.

"There is only one!"

When martial law is happy, he likes this situation, which is convenient for us to besiege.

"Fang Dou, trick him into coming in later, when the door closes, I smash the cup... ah no, cough, let's swarm up and kill him and bury it in the vegetable field in the backyard!"

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Fang Dou glanced at him, you are the abbot, and you are too skilled in business. Could it be that you are running a black temple?

Standing in front of the temple gate is a burly young man with strong features and vaguely has several points of familiarity.

Fang Dou is a nod, very familiar, he is indeed a sword cultivator in Shu!

He was about to speak when suddenly the young man took a few steps forward, and the monks on both sides were so startled that they squeezed their sticks and shouted, "What are you doing?" "Don't be rude!"

didn't expect , the young man rushed in front of Fang Dou, knelt down immediately, and knocked his forehead on the slate.

"Teacher, Disciple has finally found you!"

Martial law's small eyes are round, and a fat face is wrinkled into a chrysanthemum, what's the situation!

(end of this chapter)