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Qinglinfang City.

It was late at night.

A second-order black jade python dozens of meters long took the place of the original golden-feathered vulture, hovering above the spiritual veins, raising its thick snake head, and spitting purple-black xinzi at the bright moon.

Hiss!

Amidst the terrifying hissing of the snake, strands of moonlight power fell down, constantly tempering its body and blood, allowing it to move towards a higher level.

At the same time, a layer of pitch-black poisonous mist centered on this monster beast and continued to spread around Fang City.

This is a second-level poison that is enough to corrode the earth's veins and even transform the environment!

If this place had been entrenched by this black jade python, in the next tens or hundreds of years, it might turn into a highly poisonous land.

Outside the market, on the branch of an ancient cypress tree, a lifeless oriole was tilting its head and watching this scene.

suddenly!

A palm stretched out out of thin air and caught the oriole in his hand: "Huh? This thing is quite ingenious..."

This palm is as thin as wood, but it is like an iron pincer, preventing the oriole from moving at all.

Boom!

The oriole suddenly turned into a ball of flame, which was the start of the preset self-destruct program.

"Um?"

There was no trace of injury on the palm, not even darkness.

The owner of the palm is an old Taoist priest in black robes, with bright eyes, but short stature, very thin, with clear facial features, a goatee, wearing a black Taoist robe, and an ebony hairpin briefly inserted in his head.

"There is no mana fluctuation, which makes the veteran not check for a while, which is quite interesting!"

The shriveled old Taoist priest nodded, collected the remains of the oriole's self-destruction, and turned it into a stream of light, reaching above the nine heavens in an instant!

High in the sky, the wind was fierce.

But none of these could lift his Taoist robes even a bit.

The old man waited for a moment, and two more streams of light came to converge.

One of them, with a peach-shaped face and silver hair, is none other than the Supreme Elder of Qingxuan Sect—Nie Feifeng!

The other one was a rough and powerful man, wearing animal skins and with various monster tattoos on his body. He was very impressive.

"Friend Wu Dao, why are you so slow? But there are changes in the market?"

When Nie Feifeng saw the old man in black robe, he immediately asked.

"It's not that there has been any change, I just saw a very interesting puppet and wasted a little time... The puppet didn't have any fluctuations in mana. If the old Taoist hadn't used his spiritual consciousness to check the city one by one earlier, he might have missed it... Among them... There is even a self-destruction device, but the veteran didn’t even notice it..."

Wu Laodao stroked his goatee and looked a little surprised: "It seems that the market established by Fellow Daoist Nie is to build a sycamore nest to attract the phoenix... There are actually such puppet masters entrenched here."

"Friend Wu Dao is so complimentary. At this time, I'm afraid there won't be many casual cultivators left in the market."

Nie Feifeng's expression was indifferent: "I am more interested in the second-order high-grade black jade python... It breathes moonlight to temper the demonic energy, and must have condensed the demon elixir. This black jade python has a majestic head and horns. Maybe there is still a trace of dragon blood, and if its inner elixir is taken by fellow Taoist Lian's spiritual pet, it will surely improve him to a small level."

Before he finished speaking, the rough man wearing animal skins moved and touched the spirit beast bag on his waist.

He is the Supreme Elder of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect and is good at raising all kinds of spiritual pets.

Among them was a 'Horned Snake', which had the bloodline of a dragon, and its bloodline level was quite good. At this time, it was only a second-level low-grade one.

If you can get this same kind of inner elixir, you can indeed advance to a small level.

But at this time, his face remained calm: "Our trip is still focused on the Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Laws... A certain family's spiritual pet is nothing more than a trivial matter."

"Fellow Daoist Lian is too modest. Who among us doesn't know who... If your 'Horned Snake' is promoted to the second-level mid-level, it must be enough to cooperate with the secret magic power, right?"

Wu Laodao chuckled: "The Ten Thousand Beasts Sect is famous for its magical powers. Among them, the 'Spirit Possession Technique', the richer the blood of the dragon, the more amazing its power... plus the cultivation of fellow Taoists, I'm afraid it will be enough to fight against the enemy. Are the monks in the late Danzhong period a threat?"

"What the hell...Wulao Gui, why don't you guard your 'Black Sky View' well and why are you always inquiring about a certain sect's secret method?"

The monk surnamed Lian had a calm expression on his face, and the tattoos on his body seemed to come alive, and the sound of roaring beasts could be faintly heard.

Wu Laodao waved his hand quickly: "Brother, please don't show off your power. This old bone of Lao Dao can't withstand your magical power... Lao Tao is just worried that if he rashly kills the second-order high-grade monsters here, will it be like last time? Provoking a third-level monster, or even a tide of beasts, would be more than worth the loss... After all, the three of us sneaked into this place alone, and there are many dangers..."

"Hmph, if Fellow Daoist Nie had told us the secret of this place earlier, we could have arranged for the army to come to open up wasteland earlier, and we wouldn't be so passive..."

Even the monk surnamed was somewhat dissatisfied with Nie Feifeng.

According to the custom of local monks developing secret realms, they must first clear the place with an army to avoid being mixed in to pick peaches, then summon formation masters to study the flaws, use human lives to fill them, and finally break the secret realm formations and take away all the benefits inside. What? There won't be anything left.

But now, even Qinglinfang City is gone.

The escape speed of low-level monks is not as fast as those of their ancestors, not to mention the dangers along the way.

It would be impossible to rebuild this place within a few years.

"When monks gather together, it is also easy to cause disasters from beasts..."

Nie Feifeng shook his head: "I already know the general situation inside the secret realm during my previous inspections... This time I specially brought several third-level 'forbidden-breaking talismans' collected by our sect. You should also have one in your hand, Wu Laogui. 'Breaking Pulse Bead', if you and I work together, we should be able to break through the formation restrictions in the secret realm for a moment, which is enough for us to get the treasure..."

The forbidden talisman is a special talisman that can disrupt the operation of the formation.

Generally speaking, the first-level forbidden talisman can disrupt the first-level formation for a few moments, or create a temporary escape route.

Of course, if there is a formation master in the center presiding over it, or if the person performing it is proficient in the formation, the effect will be different.

But the best result is to freeze the operation of a large formation of the same level for a moment or temporarily weaken the power of hundreds of formations.

The Vein Breaking Bead can break the connection between the energy of the earth veins and the formation, and is also a powerful weapon for breaking the formation.

The third-level forbidden talisman and pulse-breaking bead are strategic materials in the mature wasteland, and they are extremely rare even in big auctions.

"Old ghost Nie, you are quite aware of Lao Tao's net worth..."

Wu Laodao's expression changed.

"Otherwise, why would I be looking for you instead of other fellow Taoists?" Nie Feifeng said nonchalantly: "Even fellow Taoists should have a 'treasure hunting rat' spiritual pet, which is of great use in the secret realm... If not, why don't I Go directly to Tianjian Sect to find someone?"

Upon hearing the name of Tianjian Sect, even the monk and Wu Laodao could not help but remain silent.

"In that case, let's fight quickly... We will go to the Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Arts immediately."

The monk surnamed Lian took a deep breath: "A certain family has been coveting the secrets left by Master Wanfa in the past..."

"Hehe, this person can use his low spiritual root qualifications to build foundations and form pills all the way... and even has the opportunity to condense babies. He must be a person of great luck and has a lot of treasures... The old Taoist is not greedy, as long as there is something in the secret realm. It’s enough to improve the quality of the true elixir with natural materials and earthly treasures.”

Wu Laodao chuckled.

"I will have no regrets after taking the pill... Dao Wu, you dare to think about it." Nie Feifeng chuckled: "I really want to find a pill-forming spiritual object, don't you wait to fight for it..."

"Humph, everyone has no ambition."

The monk surnamed Lian laughed: "Then it's settled, as long as a certain family has the opportunity to increase their cultivation and break through the realm... In addition, if there is an opportunity to condense the Nascent Soul, you and I will each rely on our abilities... As for Wanfa If you can get the secret, if it’s a secret skill, please make a copy of it. If it’s something else, then it also depends on your own methods!”

"good!"

The three major alchemy-forming monks turned into various colors of light and headed towards the Five Scorpions Valley...

…

Happy Home Community.

In the practice room.

Fang Xing was sweating like rain, and every inch of his skin exuded a faint golden glow, with illusory lines forming.

'If this scene of the Dragon Elephant Mastery was seen by outsiders, I'm afraid my evaluation would have to be raised again... It's good as it is now. ’

He is quite satisfied with his current living situation. Lan Fei is a good life secretary and knows better than to pry into other people's privacy.

And with such a representative of the Titan Group here, no other forces would come to contact him.

As for those admissions teachers?

Fang Xing only met the teacher from Wuyue University once, and he basically confirmed his intention.

If he fails to get into a top-notch university in the future, he will enter Wuyue University.

After having a guaranteed college, he was able to focus entirely on practicing martial arts. Now he has gone through the formalities of suspending his studies and announced that he is fully preparing for the college entrance examination.

Today's Yucai High School is indeed of little help to him.

Only the principal, Lu Guangming, is a martial arts master and it is impossible to teach him every day.

However, every time he had the opportunity, Fang Xing would still go to school just to listen to the martial arts golden elixir teacher.

Bang bang!

While practicing martial arts this time, Fang Xing suddenly felt blessed.

Lunge cannon boxing, half-step collapse boxing, tomahawk kick...

All kinds of military boxing moves were readily available to him, as if every part of his body had been turned into a killing machine.

With the last punch, his martial arts will suddenly changed, and a murderous aura suddenly appeared on his body!

It seems that there are thousands of troops, with murderous intent to wipe out all the enemies!

"The artistic conception of military killing fist..."

Fang Xing murmured and looked at the attribute panel. Sure enough, it was the Twelve Military Style Boxing styles that had broken through:

[Twelve Forms of Military Boxing: 1/400 (Master)]

…

"God rewards hard work, hard work will be rewarded, the ancients will not deceive me!"

He looked happy and looked towards the realm:

[Fourth level: Courage (90/200)]

"The baptism of the artistic conception of the military killing fist has led to the cultivation of the courage realm, which has also made a leap..."

"As of now, I'm almost halfway through my progress... I'm almost halfway through the cultivation process that represents my Courage Realm."

Fang Xing knew that this cultivation progress was obviously abnormal.

Ordinary courageous martial arts masters either go to the battlefield to fight to the death and constantly hone their martial arts will, or they practice hard behind closed doors and take precious mind-based drugs at the same time, so that they can make rapid progress.

Not to mention that I will no longer deliberately practice other martial arts and accumulate different martial arts artistic conceptions.

After all, not everyone is like Fang Xing, who understands the artistic conception of martial arts as easily as eating and drinking.

Due to the attribute panel, as long as he breaks through the 'Master' level, he will definitely be able to comprehend a hint of the power of artistic conception.

But if it were other warriors, there would be no such good thing.

It is precisely because of this that Fang Xing tried to continuously superimpose the power of artistic conception. Now it seems that it is indeed quite beneficial to the cultivation of courage realm.

'It's quite troublesome to learn other martial arts... With my current understanding of the four major artistic conceptions and my strong foundation, even if I use them every day, the spiritual power in Niwan Palace will increase rapidly...'

He grabbed a towel, wiped the sweat from his body, walked into the bathroom, closed the door, and put a 'home protection talisman' on it.

With a flash of silver light, Fang Xing arrived at the underground camp.

"Um?"

In front of the screen, Fang Xing, who was checking and monitoring daily, was suddenly shocked.

"Here... is there another master here? Who can detect my drone with his spiritual consciousness, at least a monk above Foundation Establishment..."

"Ordinary foundation-building monks are stupid enough to go deep into the wilderness to die, unless they are... pill-forming monks?"

"If they come here, they have only one goal, and that is the Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Methods in the Five Scorpions Valley?"

…

Fang Xing was shocked and quickly looked at the surveillance cameras in Five Scorpions Valley, only to find that most of them had self-destructed according to the programmed settings.

Only a few people a few miles away managed to capture three rays of light falling into the canyon, followed by an earth-shattering roar. Presumably the one-horned lion monster in the canyon had long since passed away.

"The range of the consciousness of the Danjie monks may be several miles away... I'm really lucky if I didn't pass by... Or maybe I passed by and didn't find the breath of life, so I just ignored it?"

He pondered for a moment and finally shook his head helplessly.

No matter what, Fang Xing had to admit that he still needed to get close to pose a threat to the foundation-building monks, let alone the pill-forming monks...

Even laser guns should not be able to threaten them...

The best way is of course to avoid its edge!

He immediately took action to divert the original underground camp...a ​​large amount of modern equipment was destroyed, and laser guns and other items were buried in different locations.

Fortunately, these items have no spiritual energy fluctuations and are not very eye-catching.

As for the warehouse, you can keep it.

Local casual cultivators all have a prairie dog-like personality, so having a few cellars and material warehouses in the outside world is no big deal.

Even today, most of the secret realms and cave ruins in the world of immortality are luxurious upgraded versions of the warehouses left by predecessors, and they still attract monks to explore continuously.

"Let's go...it's dangerous here. I'm afraid I have to wait until the winter vacation before coming here."

Although it may only take a few days for the Danjie monks to explore the secret realm, Fang Xing decided to stay in Young Eagle Star for a while.

…

Just as Fang Xing left.

The Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Dharmas.

Surrounded by the fairy spirit, the Yuyu Palace is magnificent, and countless pavilions and pavilions are looming.

The fragrance of medicine is overflowing, and several spiritual medicine gardens are shining with colorful light. Through the thick layer of restrictions, you can see that there are spiritual flowers and fruits, fairy mushrooms and ginseng... everything you need.

Boom!

In front of a palace, Nie Feifeng and three others were controlling magic weapons and continuously bombarding a colorful ban on the palace gate.

The light of the three magic weapons continued to flow, emitting mana fluctuations that would frighten even the foundation-building monks.

The aftermath of every broken restriction here may leave them dead without any body parts.

And amid such a vibration, in an unknown space somewhere underground, a brass oil lamp suddenly flickered, illuminating a faint light.

Through this layer of dim light, you can see that this space is not large. Under the brass oil lamp, there is a still new spiritual wood table.

The light on the oil lamp flickered continuously, as if it was trying hard to light the wick.

But in the space, the most extensive area is not the wooden table, but a coffin next to it.

The entire coffin was made of white jade, giving it a chilly feel. There was no lid, and a thick layer of black ice could be seen inside.

And among the black ice, there seemed to be a figure lying quietly...