Projection of the Heavens

After burying Bai Haichan's body, Fang Han returned to the hut next to Fang's stables.

His original plan was to leave Fang Mansion and travel the world.

But since Bai Haichan learned the greatness of the world, he changed his mind.

The Martial Artist in the physical realm is too weak, and there are too many stronger than him in the Immortal Sect.

Even if there is an opportunity left by the existence in his mind to obtain resources to improve his cultivation, he still needs to release the real practice secrets.

After all, whether it is Songhe Longevity Boxing or Qixing Boxing, they are only the lowest-level boxing techniques in Immortal Sect.

The Fang Mansion was brightly lit under the night, and Fang Han knew that it was the eldest Miss Fang Mansion who got the title of Princess of the Dali Dynasty.

However, this has nothing to do with Fang Han.

He quietly returned to his hut, lit the oil lamp and began to watch the two treasures given to him by Bai Haichan.

"Jiuqiao Jindan is said to be able to advance to the mysterious realm of supernatural powers by taking it for people in the realm of divine transformation. I will keep it for the time being..."

After looking at the golden pill, Fang Han put his eyes on the picture of Jiaofu Huangquan.

This treasure map is the basis for the establishment of the reincarnation response by the Great Emperor Huangquan of the Demon Gate.

Unfortunately it was damaged.

[The picture of the broken and incomparable Taoist device, Jiao Fu Huangquan, can be converted to 20 million points of source power, is it convertible? 】

"Twenty million points?"

Fang Han couldn't help taking a deep breath.

It has been a month since he got this opportunity, and he naturally knows the preciousness of source power.

A hundred-year-old tree is only a little source of power, and the thousand-mile horse that is said to be of extraordinary bloodline he raises does not even have a source of power.

This damaged picture is actually worth 20 million power points!

If it's perfect, then it's worth it?

Of course, Fang Han could not have imagined that at this time, this is only the value of the Huangquan map itself. It is engraved with the great reincarnation technique that ranks among the three thousand avenues of the reincarnation Taoist, as well as the ninety-nine kinds of three thousand avenues, tens of thousands of kinds. Treasures such as the reincarnation disk of the Great Immortals of Reincarnation of the Heavens, which are integrated with the ancient magical powers, are not included in it.

"The Immortal King of Creation is really a big deal..."

In Fang Han's mind, Gu Shaoshang couldn't help but praise.

This Jiao Fu Huangquan map is nothing, but the treasures such as the reincarnation disk in it, even he is a little concerned.

In order to make Fang Han owe cause and effect, the Immortal King of Fortune is much more generous than him.

If Fang Han can convert all the things in it into source power, he can become the top existence among Tianjun in one day!

In an instant, you can dominate this mysterious and yellow world!

"The Great Reincarnation Technique and the Great Immortal Technique of Reincarnation of the Heavens..."

Gu Shaoshang glanced slightly, but did not pay attention.

That Bai Haichan is the incarnation of the Immortal King of Creation, and he will not be unguarded when he has noticed that someone has fallen before him.

This thing, Fang Han has no harm in getting it, if he takes a look, he may be noticed by the Immortal King of Creation.

"No conversion."

Fang Han was shocked and did not choose to switch.

Although Yuan Li can improve his cultivation, he is still a little reluctant to lose such a treasure.

What's more, this picture of Jiao Fu Huangquan is also related to the treasure of Emperor Huangquan.

Switching now is a big loss.

Fang Han scrutinized it for a long time before putting away the picture of Jiao Fu Huangquan and Jiuqiao Jindan, sitting cross-legged, and began to take a deep breath.

..........

Shasha~~~

In the barren forest where Fang Han buried Bai Haichan, the wind was blowing slowly over the leaves, making a rustling sound.

"So cautious? Will it be an old friend?"

A low voice of self-talk drifted away in the wind, and everything returned to calm.

.........

The sky is as blue as a wash, cloudless for a hundred thousand miles, and as clear as a gem.

Among the endless clouds and mists, the high mountains rose from the ground and were about to break through the sky, and more than half of the peaks were surrounded by fairy mists.

In the deeper clouds and mists, the buildings were looming, like a fairy palace.

Above a certain thousand-zhang peak among the countless immortal mountains, cranes are flying, spirit beasts are singing, and the waterfall of Lingquan is falling down, full of spiritual energy.

The palaces on top of this peak are undulating and spectacular.

In the middle of the palace complex, the gate of a palace named "Tiandu Palace" was suddenly pushed open.

Dressed in a blue shirt, the young man paced out like a scholar who was full of poetry and books, and sighed with a deep sense of trance:

"I am back........"

But it is Huatiandu!

He spent an extremely long time outside the gate of eternal life, but in the gate of eternal life, he was only closed for seven years.

Looking at the magnificent scene of the continuous mountains and the flying cranes, a haze appeared in Hua Tiandu's eyes.

Back is back, but he was suppressed!

In other words, his cultivation from the outside world has all been suppressed!

The gate of immortality is always there, and the avenues are self-contained. The three thousand avenues that make up the world are different from the outside world. The cultivation base obtained from the outside world will be rejected and suppressed.

"The Gate of Eternal Life!"

The haze flashed by, and Hua Tian took a deep breath.

He was originally the product of the fusion of a tumor in the gate of immortality and the ancient Hua Tianjun, and he was the source of all disasters in the great world of immortality.

For any existence derived from the gate of immortality, it is the worst enemy.

Even if it is suppressed, it is no surprise.

However, although the cultivation base from the outside world has been suppressed, he who has completely understood his origin is no longer the Huatiandu before.

"The collision between the main temple and the gate of eternal life, not only did I get out of the gate of eternal life, but also the spirit of the tool was brought out..."

Hua Tian's eyes dimmed with deep thought.

The King of Creation, the Demon Lord of Primordial Beginning, the Daoist of Hongmeng, the King of Freedom in the World... Names flashed in his mind.

"The artifact spirit of the Gate of Eternal Life was brought out, but it couldn't be concealed from those old guys. Maybe, some people know about my existence... Those old people may not have the idea of ​​using me."

Hua Tiandu sneered in his heart.

When he used to be Hua Tianjun, these people were the great people he was in awe of.

But in the countless years of stepping out of the gate of immortality, he is no longer what he used to be, and he already has the confidence to fight.

must also fight.

Otherwise, those who owe the debt to the main temple will have extremely miserable consequences.

"The one who achieves Primordial Promise can only be me!"

Hua Tiandu took a deep breath and turned back to the palace.

Under the circumstance that the situation is not yet clear, he can only be patient a little bit. After all, he is suppressed by the cultivation base, and he cannot perceive whether there is an immortal king watching him.

Although the Immortal King in the great world of the Gate of Eternal Life is not a real Primordial Primordial due to the limitation of the Gate of Eternal Life, it is also far beyond the general Daluo.

In his opinion, no immortal king is inferior to Feng Xiaozhong back then.

The most tyrannical existences such as the Immortal King of Fortune, even if their own way does not cover the endless infinite multiverse like the outside world, but their strength is probably not inferior to the real Hunyuan realm!

Now, of course, he is not an opponent.

..........

"Sure enough, Fang Qingxue didn't do anything to me, but let me join the Ascension Sect."

Above the Feathered Immortal Mountain, Fang Han, wearing a Taoist robe, rode on top of the crane, feeling comfortable:

"Today I have to ride a crane to fly, and in the future I will be able to fly through the sky and travel for nine days!"

It has been half a month since he got the picture of Jiaofu Huangquan. During this time, according to Bai Haichan's instructions, he was favored by Fang Qingxue, and he also got the opportunity to join Yuhuamen.

Became a true immortal.

uh~

In front of and behind Fang Han, cranes flew in the air, humming softly.

These cranes are the spiritual birds of the Ascension Sect, they can tear apart tigers and leopards, and their power is tyrannical.

If Fang Han hadn't had the beast-fighting card given by Fang Qingxue, it would have been difficult for him to control Linghe.

"I don't know, what exactly does the Ascension Sect's trial look like?"

In the turbulent airflow, Fang Han had some expectations in his heart.

Although he is now on the verge of becoming a warrior in the realm of divine transformation, he does not have much experience in fighting people.

The reason why I participated in the trial this time was to hone myself.

Ascension Gate is not a good place, and its introversion is also very powerful. Fang Han is naturally very clear that relying on Fang Qingxue is unreliable, and only his own strength can be sorted out.

woohoo~~~

Amidst the hurricane of the wind, everyone flew for a long time before arriving in a desert before night fell.

Under the setting sun, the desert is dead, the old crows howl, and the wind and sand are fascinating.

"There is still a day's journey to Blue Moon City, so I will rest in this desert today."

One of the leading inner disciples gave an order.

The disciples responded and went to feed their own cranes.

Fang Han was no exception, and took out the medicinal herbs to feed his "Fairy Crane~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Gradually, night fell.

Many of the disciples of the Ascension Sect sat cross-legged and meditated on their knees, surrounded by cranes.

call!

Suck!

Fang Han sat cross-legged, breathing a long air between his nose and mouth.

He could faintly see his muscles and bones beating rhythmically, as if all the pores in his body were breathing.

"But I don't know, what grade I am among the psychic warriors today, can I match the enemies of the gods?"

Fang Han thought while practicing Yuanchen Spiritual Art, which had not yet entered the stage.

He cultivated to this realm from scratch, but it only took more than a month, and he had very little experience in hand-to-hand combat.

hum~

At the moment when the thought flashed, Fang Han's heart was shocked, and the attribute panel that he hadn't seen for a long time appeared again.

【Name: Fang Han】

【Status: Perfect】

[Cultivation: The ninth level of physical body psychic]

[Martial arts: Songhe Longevity Boxing (99%) Qixing Boxing (89%) Fei Ling and Soft Bone Body (50%) Dragon-shaped Flying Tiger Step (60%) Yuanchen Spiritual Art (not yet entry)]

[Original power: 11689 points]

[Power: The power of eight galloping horses! (Ordinary **** becomes the power of five horses galloping)]

Because of joining the Ascension Sect, Fang Han did not have the opportunity to obtain the source power. On the contrary, because of the cultivation of several martial arts, he also spent some source power.

But at this time, Fang Han's attention was not on the source power, but stared at the power attribute.

"Five horses can't divide their corpses, is it the power of five horses?"

Fang Han was slightly stunned: "In this way, I have now surpassed the ordinary master of divine transformation!"

Ow, oooo! !

At this moment, there were bursts of shrill screams in the vast sea.