The Lord of Reincarnation

Fang Xian has the great grace of saving Zhu Yingzi's life and guiding him into the way. Zhu Yingzi has always been very fond of him, and he went forward to tell him his other feelings.

"Later, I heard Senior Brother Zhuge say that after seeing Brother Fang Xian in the Kunlun countries, Yingzi wanted to go to the West to experience it, but the true monarch was not allowed to teach it..."

"Yeah, Sister Yingzi was wronged for several days..." Han Yingzhu added with a smile.

"I want you to talk more!"

Zhu Yingzi's face turned red, she was really good-looking.

The young man next to him couldn't help being stunned.

"Who is this?"

Fang Xian looked at the young man and pretended not to know Dao.

"We didn't encounter any chance along the way, but when we met this young man, the aptitude and fortune were all good, and I wanted to bring it back to Shushan..."

Zhu Yingzi replied.

"Lin Jinglong, I have seen a fairy!"

Lin Jinglong came forward to greet him, and as expected, his appearance was extraordinary, and his aptitude and bones were all blessed.

The last time Fang Xian was beheading the monster in his house, he used the image of a sallow-skinned old Taoist. Of course, this son doesn't recognize his true appearance now.

Otherwise, I am afraid that I will be a thief and feel uneasy.

"Well, the little guy is good..."

Fang Xian's eyes swept away, and when he saw that his good fortune was still there, he immediately understood.

Although he broke the law with a sword last time, Zhang Xiaosan was a soft-hearted rotten good person, and he had begged to spare the Lin family's life before.

At this time, I am afraid that if I am not begged again, I will give up my luck and luck, right?

It should be noted that the word opportunity also depends on struggle.

If God does not take it, take the blame!

He didn't care what happened to the Lin family and the Zhang family, he just watched from the sidelines.

Since that Zhang Xiaosan has given up this chance of longevity, he can only be regarded as a blessing!

It is important to know that there are some things in life that cannot be allowed!

He is not Zhang Xiaosan's father. Now that both money and goods have been paid, of course he will not interfere.

"Why is Big Brother Fang here?"

Han Yingzhu asked.

"Oh? I'm here to get something."

Fang Xian replied with a smile.

"What is it? Do you want me to help?" Zhu Yingzi said quickly.

"No need to..."

Fang Xian shook his head, came to the edge of the stream, and reached out to pick up a stone mirror from the sand.

The surface of this stone mirror is gray, as if it was carved out of a single piece of stone. It barely looks like a mirror, and there are a lot of cracks on the surface.

'The sacred object is self-obsessed... This three-life mirror has the ability to disrupt divination, and I don't know how long it has been left here. If I don't come to get it, the one that has the most affinity with it turns out to be...'

Fang Xian glanced at Lin Jinglong.

The boy looked at the stone mirror in his hand, his expression a little surprised and lost.

' But it's normal to think about it carefully. After all, the ancestor of the Zhang family, 80% of the time, practiced the way of reincarnation, and Lin Jinglong inherited the great luck of the Zhang family... It's also a fate with this mirror, but it's not as old as me, otherwise it would be a good idea. It won't be too late...'

If the other party takes the mirror first, how to get it back will require some means and many twists and turns.

Fang Xian suddenly felt that in this world, he was indeed the son of destiny, and the treatment of the protagonist was basically smooth sailing no matter what he did.

'The fate of the head of the Three Immortals... Hehe... Heaven and Earth have given you great luck, how should you return it? ’

He sneered in his heart, a little disappointed.

"Brother Fang Xian, are you looking for this thing?" Zhu Yingzi looked at the stone mirror in Fang Xian's hand and didn't feel anything special.

"Well, luckily everything went well, as for your chance..."

Fang Xian's mouth curled into a smile.

He had given Zhuge Wenxian a chance before, and he didn't mind giving pointers to the two girls.

Leaving this foreshadowing, maybe it can make a lot of profits in the future.

...

Wuyang City.

Outside the city, a mountain dwelling.

"The disciples meet the master!"

Lu Houzheng was pacing anxiously, and when he saw Fang Xian's arrival, he hurried forward to salute.

"Um……"

Fang Xian lowered his escape light, stood with his hands behind his back, and glanced at the mountain residence.

The attic was built on the mountain, covering a wide area. What made him most happy was the small pond in the courtyard.

Although it is the middle of winter, plant some flowers and plants, and you can look forward to the spring of the coming year.

"This place is well arranged, you have your heart."

He nodded involuntarily.

"Master has a big favor for my family. What is a mere house?" Lu Hou replied respectfully.

"Your cultivation base is only suitable for the species?"

Fang Xian glanced at it, and Lu Hou's cultivation progress was clear in his heart: "It took three years to improve a realm, it's a bit slow, you must know that the four minors have magical powers, and they can reversibly cut the golden pill!"

"I'm ashamed..." Lu Hou rolled his eyes and thought to himself how he could compare with the Three Immortals and Two Heroes? But the master's words can only be endured with grievances.

Suddenly thinking of something, he asked again, "Bi Lian'er...how should I deal with it?"

"Are you still keeping her?"

Fang Xian stared at Lu Hou strangely, and waved his hand: "Kill or let go, or continue to imprison, as you wish, don't bother me with this trivial matter... Your task is to advance to supernatural powers, when the time comes, as a teacher, there are still Treasure for you, go down..."

After sending away the cheap apprentice, Fang Xian wandered around the mountain residence again.

There was silence all around. Originally, the Lu family was going to send some maids and cooks, but Fang Xian refused.

He came to the courtyard, and a stone mirror appeared in his hand.

"Sanshengjing is too traumatized, it must be nourished with mana day and night..."

At this moment, the mirror fell into the pond without even a single ripple.

Fang Xian pointed again, the fire dragon sword flew out, turned into a red carp, fell into the pond, and played around.

He sat cross-legged on the edge of the pond and began to practice quietly.

Two colors of black and white emerged from his body, constantly circulating, like the two instruments of Tai Chi.

"Six Paths of Reincarnation..."

"This tactic is still a bit crude and incomplete, and we have to continue to deduce to make up for it..."

"Also, if I realize something, maybe I can use reincarnation as the foundation to create a set of 'Great Samsara Sword Art'..."

As for the Shushan Sword Sect and the side door fighting swords, he really didn't want to get involved.

This sword fight must be the beginning of the great calamity of the immortals in the cultivation world. In the original process, the three immortals and two heroes must shine, try the sword world again, make friends with many decent seniors, roam a lot of secret realms, and help the weak with hoes. , sweeping away the demons.

It's just that for Fang Xian, these things are foreign objects and are not worth worrying about.

Even in the process, what kind of elixir and divine pill they got, and their cultivation base improved by leaps and bounds, what was it?

How will these fates be repaid in the end?

In the end, I'm afraid I didn't shoot myself in the foot.

"I have everything I need... I hope to be able to cultivate to the primordial spirit or even the immortal in a safe and stable way... It seems unlikely."

"But at least, from a chess piece to a chess player!"

What three immortals and two heroes, what group of immortals robbery, to put it bluntly, it is just a few primordial spirits and old monsters in the world plus a few ascended immortals, just playing a game of chess.

Fang Xian has now vaguely grasped the veins, and the other four little ones, no matter how good they are, are just fluttering in this pond.

He has already stepped ashore half a step!