There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

Since I'm not going back to Shangjing Huafu to dispel evil spirits.

According to Fang Shiquan's idea, he should go to Qinghe County City. There is also a similar dispelling hall in the county city, but it requires a certain amount of resources to rent. Fang Shiquan is proficient in alchemy and forging, and he has no shortage of money.

There is no problem renting a good dispelling hall.

However, this suggestion was rejected by Nie Wushuang.

The reason is very simple. Once you enter the county city, there are many people and eyes, and it is difficult to guarantee that the news will not be leaked. If it is leaked, Nie Wushuang's overall plan will become a bubble. To be on the safe side, you must find a remote and quiet place.

And it is secret enough.

As for the problem of no magic array protection, Fang Shiquan is quite worried, but Nie Wushuang doesn't care. Once the Supreme Red Emperor's God-suppressing Art is used, it will act on Fang Shiquan's body to dispel evil spirits, which is definitely stronger than the current protection magic arrays.

Shuiyue Forest!

This forest is located below Shangjinghuafu, stretching for hundreds of miles. To some extent, it can be regarded as the periphery of Shangjinghuafu. From Shuiyue Forest all the way north, it will extend to Moxingling.

In other words, Shuiyue Forest is between Shangjinghuafu and Moxingling.

It is remote enough and secretive enough. Under normal circumstances, only practitioners will enter. For ordinary people, this is a forbidden area.

Some indescribable existences in Moxingling occasionally appear in Shuiyue Forest.

Fang Shiquan chose this place to transform evil spirits, a rather secret cave near the boundary of Shangjinghuafu.

This is the place he found when he was hunting monsters in Shuiyue Forest when he was young. For a while, this was his base in Shuiyue Forest.

Of course, after he succeeded in alchemy, he gave up the work of hunting monsters. This cave was temporarily abandoned. Now, it is reopened and just needs to be cleaned up a little. It is not troublesome to sort out the smell inside.

After all, there are two earthly evil masters and a divine martial artist.

Burning incense, bathing, and meditation were all omitted. One could only adapt to the situation and concentrate a little.

"Brother, please believe me!"

Nie Wushuang did not say much, but just said this.

Sometimes, long speeches may not necessarily make people feel at ease, but a short speech can make people calm down.

It mainly depends on who is speaking?

Sixteen years old!

Still wet behind the ears!

If an ordinary sixteen-year-old boy spoke like this, Fang Shiquan would only sneer. However, for a sixteen-year-old Disha Zhenren, let alone speaking, even a light hum, it would be very impressive to Fang Shiquan.

He witnessed Nie Wushuang killing two Disha Zhenren!

In other words, this sixteen-year-old Disha Zhenren is more powerful than some old-fashioned Disha Zhenren, so there is absolutely no problem with what he said, and Fang Shiquan believes that Nie Wushuang will not fool him.

Miracle!

This is simply a miracle!

In Shangjing Huafu, how old is the youngest Disha Zhenren recorded?

Twenty years old!

This one is still alive, and a certain Dharma-Appearance True Lord who has been in seclusion in the secret realm for many years. Basically, this one has no hope of breaking through. If he stays in the secret realm for a long time, he can only survive for a while. If he is outside the secret realm, he will definitely not have much time.

If he is transferred to Liangjie Mountain, he will be in danger of dying.

After a simple packing, Fang Shiquan sat cross-legged, concentrating his mind and calming his breath. When his mind calmed down, it was like a lake without wind. He visualized his mind and his thoughts fell on the green jade Ruyi in the sea of ​​consciousness. He settled down, focused and determined, and no longer wavered.

In this way, he picked up the golden bottle in front of him.

He tore open the talisman paper and took off the bottle cap. Only to see a wisp of green smoke rising and circling up. When it came to Fang Shiquan, Fang Shiquan concentrated his mind and slightly opened his mouth, gently inhaled, and swallowed the wisp of green smoke.

In an instant, his face was like jade.

A trace of pain flashed across his eyes, and then became blank, and then blank was empty, like a vegetative person who had lost his soul.

Xu Feng stood at the entrance of the cave, listening to the movement outside.

But he also looked at Fang Shiquan in the cave from time to time, concerned about the situation here.

He was a little skeptical. Does the secret method that can assist the divine martial artist to transform evil really exist? Even if it exists, it is mostly in the hands of those top-notch families and sects, or only exists in the Royal Dragon Court.

However, although he doubted, he did not make a conclusion.

After all, Nie Wushuang himself is the incarnation of miracles.

Seeing Fang Shiquan's eyes become empty, as if he had lost his soul, Xu Feng, who had experienced the stage of transforming evil, immediately made a judgment that this earthly evil was too fierce and caused Fang Shiquan's soul a burden that he could not bear.

The devil in his heart is at work!

At this time, his reason has disappeared.

The whole person is immersed in illusions.

It is similar to falling into the strange domain space, but this strange domain is only for him and cannot affect others.

However, if he was completely lost in the strange domain and possessed by the strange, then he would either become a walking ghost and attack everyone around him unconsciously, or use himself as a trigger to form a strange domain.

If Nie Wushuang did nothing, Fang Shiquan would be dead!

Just when Xu Feng was secretly worried, Nie Wushuang took action!

He fell to the ground, his appearance was solemn and like a god, and human emotions seemed to disappear at that moment, replaced by supreme majesty, and... tyranny? It was as if a huge sun was shining in the cave.

Xu Feng pursed his lips, feeling a little thirsty.

Obviously, at that moment, the temperature of the cave rose by at least seven or eight degrees, like a sealed sauna.

Then, Nie Wushuang raised his hand, extended his index finger, and lightly touched Fang Shiquan's brow, as light as a dragonfly touching the water.

Next, there was a moment of stillness.

…

Fang Shiquan's eyes were red, and he crawled in the dark cave. There was the sound of dripping water in his ears. This sound made him forget hunger and pain, and he only crawled in the direction of the water.

It seemed that he had not drunk water for three days.

I don't know whether this sound of water is real or an illusion. No matter what it is, it is his last straw.

He had to crawl forward hard. Even if there were rocks blocking the way, he would dig hard and dig out a passage.

Who am I?

Where do I come from?

Where am I going?

There are no metaphysical soul questions.

None of these thoughts are important, and none of them are important. What is important is the sound of water. He needs to drink water. As long as he can drink a sip of water, it doesn't matter even if he dies immediately. This is the only obsession in his life.

It is also the value of existence!

There was nothing else he could think of!

Climb!

Climb hard!

His flesh was bloody and his hands were torn, and his bones were faintly visible. He still tried to crawl forward, even if it was as slow as a snail.

He only knew that he couldn't stop!

If he stopped, everything would stop!

Tick-tock...

That sound was his entire life!