Full level ruthless person

Fang Zhixing saw all this scene.

There are thousands of coincidences in the world.

He really didn't expect that the leader of the Fengshen Department happened to be taking a bath in the hot springs here.

Strange!

Could it be that a dignified tribe leader doesn’t have his own cave?

Why did you go outside to take a bath?

Could it be that the hot springs here are really famous?

"Hmm, you want to catch me? Interesting!"

Fang Zhixing remained calm and hehehe in his heart.

At this time, a middle-aged uncle in another pool put on his clothes and came over. He smelled of alcohol and shouted carelessly: "Sister, why did you arrest that person? Do you have any grudge?"

The young fairy responded: "If you don't practice the "Ancient Jue", you naturally don't understand the power of the Tianhuang Department. One heavenly bell rules ten thousand bells. When the "Fuyao Bell" of my Fengshen Department meets the Qianqiu Bell, I can only bow and surrender."

The middle-aged uncle scratched his beard, his face full of dissatisfaction, and shouted: "It's just a heavenly bell. If it was really that powerful, wouldn't it have unified the world long ago and become a great emperor?"

The young fairy laughed and said: "You really guessed it. There are rumors that the founder of Huangzhong Sect is a great emperor."

"Pull him down, he's just a wild historian."

The middle-aged uncle disapproved and said with a breath of wine: "There are countless immortals in the entire Muchen Immortal Realm, but no great emperor has ever been born."

The young fairy was speechless and said seriously: "Read more history books when you have time and learn about the origin of Muchen Immortal Realm. I believe you will make amazing discoveries."

When the middle-aged uncle heard the word "study", his face suddenly fell. He quickly changed the subject and shouted: "Oh, by the way, is your marriage confirmed? The Shanling Department, the Zeshen Department, and the Thunder Department, all three families have asked You proposed marriage, which family are you going to marry?"

The young beauty's expression suddenly turned cold.

The middle-aged uncle's hair stood on end, and he waved his hands repeatedly: "Sister, I have something else to do, so I'll leave now. There's no need to see me off."

He took the two beauties and ran away in despair.

Seeing this, the young fairy sighed helplessly, stepped on the flowing wind, and turned around to leave.

After about a cup of tea...

After Zhixing took a bath, he walked out of the pool and put on his clothes.

At this moment, three figures appeared in a flash, bringing with them strong wind and dust.

Fang Zhixing turned his head and glanced, and it was none other than the beautiful leader, the stern young man, and the strong man in gray.

The three of them looked at Fang Zhixing with incomprehensible expressions on their faces.

The atmosphere is a bit awkward now.

A moment ago, they were discussing how to capture a certain person, but they never expected that that person had been right under their noses.

The leader of the beauty club holds a small white bell in her hand, lingering in the wind, pure and flawless.

Her eyes stared straight at Fang Zhixing, and she suddenly flicked her finger.

When~

A bell rings, and the wind blows up the green leaves!

The soft breeze blew, bringing up peach blossoms all over the ground, as colorful as rain, and sprinkled them on Fang Zhixing.

In an instant, a loud echo came out of Fang Zhixing's body. The subtle sound was like a bell, resonating with heaven and earth, and it was indescribable.

The peach blossoms flying all over the sky fell to the ground in response, just like a courtier meeting an emperor, bowing his head and not daring to make any mistakes.

"Qianqiu Bell!!"

The beauty club leader's eyes narrowed slightly, and her bright face tensed up, as if facing a formidable enemy.

The strong man in gray robe had a solemn look on his face. His right hand was hidden in his wide cuff and he clasped a small white bell, ready for battle.

The stern young man raised his sword and put his thumb on the sword grid, accumulating the power of the sword. His fighting spirit continued to surge, inflating rapidly like an inflated balloon.

Fang Zhixing didn't change his expression and said calmly: "Isn't it impolite for the three of you to be so hostile?"

The leader of the beauty tribe took a step forward and responded: "Your Majesty belongs to the Tianhuang tribe, why did you sneak into my Fengshen tribe's territory?"

Fang Zhixing shook his head and said: "I am not from the Tianhuang tribe. On the contrary, I should be the enemy of the Tianhuang tribe."

The beauty club leader was stunned.

Fang Zhixing explained with a smile: "To put it simply, the people from the Tianhuang tribe provoked me and were killed by me. Then I got their Tianzi scroll and accidentally condensed it into Qianqiu Zhong, that's all. "

Accidentally? !

The leader of the beauty club's breathing was stagnant, her little cherry mouth opened slightly, and she was filled with astonishment.

"Nonsense!"

The cold young man snorted coldly and said decisively: "Is the Tianzi Scroll so easy to master? You must be a successor secretly trained by the Tianhuang Department."

Fang Zhixing said indifferently: "So what if it is, so what if it is not? Since you don't believe what I say, why bother asking me?"

The stern young man said angrily: "Be respectful, this is not a place where you can run wild."

Fang Zhixing raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looked at the stern young man and said, "You are the Tribulation Immortal, right? I heard that the Tribulation Immortal has a low status in Wangwu Xinghuan, and most of them work as slaves. What qualifications do you, a slave, have to yell at me?"

"You are seeking death!"

The stern young man rushed out, drew his sword out of its sheath, and launched a fierce killing move.

"Sword Wind!"

A huge wind blade suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, shaped like a long sword.

This move was so powerful that it condensed the fateful storm into a sword blade, carrying a huge sharp force and making it unstoppable.

When Fang Zhixing saw this, he smiled contemptuously and said, "Jie Feng, I know a little bit about it."

He took out a paper fan and fanned it gracefully.

Seeing this scene, the leader of the beauty club's eyes widened and he said urgently: "Be merciful!"

Phew~

The white tornado came out in a mighty manner, swallowing up the sword wind in an instant, like a big fish eating a small shrimp, and the wind swept away the remaining clouds, a brutal comparison.

Kaka~

The long sword handed out by the stern young man broke and shattered, and the fragments scattered.

Unfortunately, several of the fragments reeled back and pierced his own chest.

Fuchichi~

The stern young man flew out like a torn sack and fell into the fountain pool. The blood quickly dyed the spring water red.

"Wow~"

The next moment, the stern young man got up, with a pale face, vomiting blood from his mouth, and there were blood holes on his chest, and blood was gurgling.

At this time, the arrogance on his face was gone, only the lingering fear in his heart after surviving the catastrophe.

The leader of the Beauty Club secretly breathed a sigh of relief, gathered her clothes and saluted, "Thank you to my friend for sparing his life. He was just eager to protect his master and had no ill intentions. Haven't you asked me your name yet?"

"Zhixing is down below, coming from the white light star ring." Fang Zhixing was silent for a while and replied.

The leader of the beauty tribe continued: "I am the leader of the Fengshen tribe, the master of Liufeng City, the eldest daughter of the Hua Clan's Immortal Clan, Hua Manshuang."

Fang Zhixing nodded and said seriously: "For me, Ancient Art is just a supplementary skill. I have no interest in getting involved in your grudges within the Huangzhong Sect. I hope you won't force each other again and again."

Hua Manshuang continued: "Brother Fang misunderstood. The reason why I ordered to search for you is actually not because I have any intention of harming you, but because I have something to ask for."

Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows and said, "You and I have never met, so why are we talking about seeking each other? What you really want to find is Qianqiu Zhong, right?"

Hua Manshuang nodded and said, "Yes, I need Qianqiu Zhong's help."

Fang Zhixing's mind moved slightly and he muttered: "Please speak clearly."

Hua Manshuang explained carefully: "I, a disciple of the Huangzhong Sect, practice the Ancient Ancient Art, and choose to condense one of the eight immortal bells of heaven, earth, wind, thunder, mountain, water, and fire. By striking the fairy bell, I can gain merit by resonating with the Ancient Ancient Bell.

It stands to reason that no matter which of the eight immortal bells you choose, you can hope to reach the pinnacle of cultivation, but in reality this is not the case.

When we become golden immortals, we often encounter an insurmountable bottleneck, that is, no matter how we strike the immortal bell, we are still unable to resonate with the ancient bell, cannot obtain merit, and our cultivation naturally stagnates. "

Fang Zhixing frowned slightly. He had already upgraded the Tianzi Scroll to the ninth level of perfection and had never encountered this kind of problem.

Furthermore, the Tianzi Scroll does not mention any similar situation.

Seeing this, Hua Manshuang said: "Except for the Tianhuang Department, the other seven people will encounter the situation I described. Perhaps it is because Tianzijuan can control time and space. You are not subject to any restrictions and can always compete with the Ancient Bell. resonance."

Fang Zhixing understood and couldn't help but ask: "So, what's the solution?"

Hua Manshuang responded: "The solution is actually very simple. Although our seven golden immortals cannot resonate with the Ancient Ancient Bell, we can resonate with the Qianqiu Bell.

Therefore, we usually choose a person from the Tianhuang tribe as the leader, surround him, and practice with him.

Of course, people from the Tianhuang Department can't always stay with us.

Therefore, many people prefer to marry each other and become Taoist couples, which can perfectly solve this problem.

This is actually the fundamental reason why Tianhuang Zhong has always been able to suppress the other seven tribes. Without you, it is really difficult for us to move forward. "

Fang Zhixing grinned and clicked his tongue in surprise.

Hua Manshuang added: "For a long time, the Tianhuang tribe has been superior to the other seven tribes, dominating and dominating us, and even wantonly humiliating and oppressing us, and the resentment has gradually deepened.

Finally one day, the seven tribes could not bear it anymore and joined forces to overthrow the tyranny of Tianhuang tribe.

But since the Tianhuang tribe was submerged, the Qianqiu Bell no longer exists, and the other seven tribes have also fallen into endless turmoil.

Nowadays, in order to solve the bottleneck problem, various ministries often try to marry each other.

When two different fairy bells come together, there is a certain chance that they will resonate with the ancient bell again, but the effect has never been ideal. "

Fang Zhixing was a little speechless and responded: "In that case, why don't you practice the Tianzi Scroll?"

Hua Manshuang smiled bitterly and said: "The Tianzi Scroll is not only unpredictable, but also requires extremely high cultivation qualifications. It is also affected by some other unknown factors. In short, not everyone is qualified to practice.

For example, I tried it, but unfortunately I got nothing. To this day, I still don’t know why I couldn’t practice it. "

Fang Zhixing understood and said amusedly: "So, you are looking for me because you want to marry me?"

Hua Manshuang looked solemn and said seriously: "I am an early-stage eighth-grade golden immortal. You are not qualified to marry me yet."

Fang Zhixing put his hands behind his back and said, "Then how do you want me to help you?"

Hua Manshuang continued: "If you practice with me, I will provide all the resources you need. In addition, you are a ninth-grade golden immortal. When you are promoted to eighth-grade, you will definitely need to overcome the tribulation. I will provide you with three items." How about the eighth-grade immortal treasure protecting your body to help you survive the disaster safely?"

Fang Zhixing said playfully: "Listen, it sounds like you want to support me."

Hua Manshuang's face turned red and she said angrily: "I don't mind catching you now and turning you into an obedient slave."

Fang Zhixing smiled and said: "I dare to stay here, so I naturally have the means to protect myself. You might as well try it."

Hua Manshuang continued: "Forcing you to submit will not be of much help to my practice, so I choose to respect your wishes. If you have any conditions, just ask for them. If I can satisfy them, I will try my best to satisfy them.

If these conditions of mine cannot impress you, you can leave freely without any embarrassment. "

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but think about it seriously, nodded slowly and said: "The conditions you offered are not bad. I can help you practice, but there are two conditions you must agree to."

Hua Manshuang was overjoyed and said excitedly: "Please tell me."

Fang Zhixing responded: "First, I want the full text of "Feng Zi Juan"; second, when I want to leave, you can choose to let go or follow me until I no longer want to take you with me."

Hua Manshuang pondered for a moment and quickly made a decision: "Deal!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she patted the storage bag, took out a white scroll and handed it over.

On the outer layer of the white scroll, there is a big word "wind" written on it.

It's Fengzijuan!

"Okay, that's cool enough!"

Fang Zhixing took a deep breath and without any hesitation, he took it in his hand and spread it out.

Suddenly, the totem on the scroll came into view.

It was a giant white jade bell named Fuyao!

There are lines of text marked next to it:

"Fair wind can make sounds travel farther!"

"Headwind can make it difficult to move!"

"If the wind and the sun are harmonious, then the wind and the sun will be beautiful!"

"If the wind and the moon are harmonious, then the wind and the moon will shine brightly!"

"If the wind and the sword are harmonious, then the wind, the sword, and the frost sword will be harmonious!"

“If a person is in harmony with the wind, he will ride the wind and waves!”

"Wind Volume" elaborates on the mystery of wind in detail, which is enlightening and thought-provoking.

The system panel then flashed with brilliance.

[Ancient Jue Fengzi Scroll·Eighth Grade Golden Immortal Full Level Conditions:

1. Collect at least 5 nine-grade Fuyao Bells (unfinished)

2. Strike the Qianqiu Bell at least 1,000 times (unfinished)]

Fang Zhixing glanced at it, and he thought to himself that it was true.

"As long as I master the Wind Scroll, I can be promoted to the eighth-grade Golden Immortal."

"Once promoted to the eighth level, the conditions for the full level of Pure Fire Blood Lotus should be reduced a lot."

Thinking of this, Fang Zhixing couldn't help but the corners of his mouth flying.

He raised his head and looked at the sun. Before he knew it, dusk had passed and night had risen.

Hua Manshuang and the other three stood in the distance without disturbing Fang Zhixing, silently protecting him.

"Well, Hua Manshuang needs something from me. This person can be trusted for the time being."

There was a trace of caution hidden in Fang Zhixing's eyes.

After all, Hua Manshuang is at the eighth level, a level higher than him, so he can be ruthless and should not be underestimated.

Even if he could escape from Hua Manshuang with his free blood wings, it would be impossible for him to escape unscathed.

Fang Zhixing stood up, walked towards Hua Manshuang, and said with a smile: "Master Hua, thank you very much for the gift of magical power, it is very helpful to me."

Hua Manshuang was shocked. Fang Zhixing had just watched the exercises for two hours, and he had already understood it, right?

"This person can condense the Qianqiu Bell, there must be something extraordinary."

Hua Manshuang thought in her mind, nodded with a smile and said: "Fellow Daoist Fang, you are welcome. Please come this way. I will take you to my inner city right now."