Heavenly Master, I have a different world

Chapter 245 Fangshi

"senior."

A Xuan Tiandao monk stretched out his hand and said:

"Wait here for a moment. The other seniors are nearby. I think they will be here soon."

"Um."

Fang Zheng, wearing a black robe, nodded expressionlessly, randomly chose a chair in the room and sat down.

This is the city set up by Wanbao Pavilion, which represents Xuantian Dao. No one will ask for trouble.

As long as you don't go out and cause trouble, you're safe.

Close your eyes, silently perform the exercises and wait.

The Yama Heart Sutra originated from the ancient god Yama, and later passed through the hands of Yama, the emperor, before it took its current prototype.

It was further improved by the ancestors of the Yama Sect and finally became perfect.

The eighth level,

The peak of Archmage!

At this level, practitioners will face a choice to determine the future form of the soul.

White Bone Dharma Appearance?

Tiger Dharma?

The Dharma of Yama?

…

Each type of dharma will develop differently after advancing to the real state, except for the fundamental dharma and magical powers that remain unchanged.

Like the appearance of white bones,

There will be corresponding methods such as the Bone Flame Spiritual Method, the White Bone Lock Heart Nail, and the God-Swallowing Holy Bones.

The tiger's Dharma,

He has the magical power of the Six Wisdoms of Mountain Roots, the magical power to move mountains, and the fearless treasure body...

The Dharma of Yama is also called the Dharma of the original life. It is based on one's own treasure body and has no special talent compared with other Dharmas.

But relatively speaking, the potential is greater.

"I will definitely choose the Dharma of Yama. I will achieve the Dharma of Yama with my body tempered by the vowel thunder method. Only then can the two techniques be perfectly integrated."

The thoughts turn, and the mind of the sea of consciousness outlines the image of Lord Yama, and controls the spirit and spirit to practice the Yama Heart Sutra.

The eighth level,

Unknowingly, we are one step closer.

"Practice the Yama Heart Sutra in the secret realm of Yama, and it really has the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort. Unfortunately, the way of heaven is not perfect, and the closer you get to the ninth level, the slower it becomes."

"The difficulty of breaking through here is probably several times greater than that of the outside world. No wonder there are so few real people in the secret realm."

"Um?"

His eyebrows moved slightly, as if he noticed something, and Fang Zheng opened his eyes.

"Father-in-law!"

Before the people arrive, the sound comes first.

He Zhong laughed loudly, walked into the room, and spoke loudly:

"The temptation of Yama Palace is really amazing, it can attract even hermits like my father-in-law."

"Just kidding."

Fang Zheng stood up and shook his head:

"Fang broke in unexpectedly, and now he is just thinking about how to leave. Does Brother He have a way?"

"I think so." He Zhong was not surprised by this, nodded and said:

"It's easy to go out. I'll introduce a few friends to you and we can go out together, and no one outside will dare to stop you."

There are two armies stationed outside the Nie family's old house, but they are hostile to each other and cannot defend it tightly.

and……

Experts like Fang Zheng are so powerful that they will not easily provoke even a large army.

This is also the reason why Fang Zheng approached He Zhong.

The sphere of influence of the Paijiao spans two states. As the deputy leader of the Paijiao, He Zhong naturally has a wide network of contacts.

There are many avenues.

"The secret realm of Yama is extremely suppressive to outside monks. Although there are methods to cover it up, it is still inconvenient."

He Zhong said:

"Of course, there are a lot of benefits here. The Yama Palace is about to open, and some people are reluctant to leave."

"I know a few fellow Taoists who may leave. They are all trustworthy people. Brother Fang doesn't need to worry."

"Thank you." Fang Zheng cupped his fists and raised his hands.

"well!"

He Zhong waved his hand:

"You and I have nothing to do with each other, so it's just a matter of course."

"Let's get to know the people first. Let's not talk about leaving for now. There will still be some time before the passage opens."

"Um."

Fang Zheng has no opinion.

…………

"Come!"

He Zhong stretched out his hand to signal:

"This is my sect elder Bu Tiantong. He is a disciple of the Mohist family and is very good at the magic of crystal sand."

Bu Tiantong lives up to his name.

He is as tall as a child, but has a huge head and round eyes. He is wearing a blood-red robe and looks half-smiling.

Looking squarely, he grinned:

"I have heard about the name of fellow Taoist Fang for a long time. I heard that there is a secret art in Gu'an County. I wonder if I will have a chance to see it."

"Easy to say."

Founder handed over:

"Fang is also very curious about the Mo family's methods."

"quack……"

Bu Tiantong smiled strangely again and again. I don't know if his character was like this or something else, but he always gave people an inhuman feeling.

Inhuman?

Fang Zheng's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the other party carefully again, thoughtfully.

"This is Jiu Pan Po from Lenghun Valley." He Zhongyi said to another old woman in the audience:

"Grandma Jiu is senior He."

"oh!"

Founder handed over:

"I've met senior."

"Um."

Jiu Pan Po's face was wrinkled, her eyes were cloudy, she was holding a snake staff, and she just nodded casually in front of Fang Zheng's salute.

How this old man cultivates and is strong is a mystery, but he is old and senior, and has friendships with several of his peers.

Several real people and martial arts masters in the field can be regarded as her juniors.

"This is Fellow Daoist Xiao, whom you have met."

Xiao Haisheng, a fisherman from the East China Sea, was also there.

This was a small circle gathering. According to He Zhong, it was just to introduce some people to Fang Zheng.

Trade the items you need by the way.

It is true that Wanbao Pavilion set up a market here, but when trading in the market, you need to pay a commission to Wanbao Pavilion.

The commission is not high, but it is not cheap either, and at their level, it is mostly bartering.

Only fellow Taoists of the same realm will have what you need.

So transactions in small circles are common.

"Fellow Daoist Fang."

Xiao Haisheng smiled, waved his long sleeves, and several fist-sized conches appeared in front of him, and said:

"Xiao's nine-whirlpool conch is a specialty of the East China Sea. Each one has lived for thousands of years. The conch meat contains a large amount of essence, and it also has many benefits for practitioners like us."

"I want to exchange it for a gourd of monkey wine."

"Nine-vortex conch?" Fang Zheng stretched out his hand, picked up a conch, put it in front of his eyes and took a closer look, then nodded:

"make a deal!"

After the ancient war, almost all the wild beasts were extinct, but some creatures still managed to survive to this day.

Most live in the sea.

This nine-vortex conch is one of them.

This thing lives in the deepest part of the ocean floor, where even real people and martial artists dare not approach easily.

So extremely rare.

"I have two resurrecting grasses on hand, which can protect the soul of a dying person for three days. Even if the body and soul are lost, they can still survive for a period of time."

Jiupanpo said:

"It is a priceless treasure for monks who want to change to the ghost way. I want to exchange it for a few pieces of hardware essence."

Resurrection grass?

Fang Zheng's eyes moved slightly, and he took out two pieces of hardware essence from his body:

"Senior, how about changing one?"

"Well……"

Jiu Panpo frowned:

"Wait for a while. If there is no one to exchange, just change one."

"That's fine."

Fang Zheng nodded.

The party lasted for two hours, and everyone said goodbye and returned to their residences.

Bu Tiantong swayed and walked through the mountains and forests to a cave. With a few flicks of his fingers, the stone door opened and he stepped inside.

"Leader!"

He cupped his fists and raised his hands toward a figure inside:

"I met He Zhong today. He brought Fang Zheng from Gu'an County over to attend a small gathering."

"Founder."

The figure spoke in a muffled voice:

"Are He Zhong's in-laws here too?"

"yes."

Bu Tiantong bowed his head:

"Master, I'm afraid He Zhong can't wait any longer. If we add Fang Zheng, our chances of winning will be even less."

"How strong is this person?"

"There are not many achievements so far, but this person has raised a ghost king in captivity and is also a martial arts master, so he must be good." Bu Tiantong replied:

"By the way, it is said that he has offended the Iron Flute Immortal. The people of Sanxian Village are afraid that they will not let him go, so they are afraid to leave the market easily recently."

"I see."

The figure waved his hands, and when he was about to say something, he suddenly groaned, covered his chest and slowly sat down on the ground.

"Leader!"

Bu Tiantong's expression changed and he hurriedly approached.

"I'm fine."

Cao Hong took a deep breath and suppressed his injuries:

"I didn't expect that Li Yingxuan was so good. I'm afraid he's not much worse than the Iron Flute Immortal. I was also seriously injured by him."

"This is unreasonable..."

How old is Li Yingxuan, the princess of Qingyuan County?

Decades old!

He had only been an advanced real person for a few years, so how could he compare to veteran real people like them, but the result was unexpected.

"With Princess Qingyuan Li Yingxuan outside and He Zhong inside, it's possible that Cao really shouldn't come to this secret realm of Yama."