The Lord of Reincarnation

Wuyang City.

For the cultivators, decades of time are like a blink of an eye.

In the sky, a firework flashed across, and the speed of escape was extremely amazing.

This is the 'Flying Fireworks Escape', and a monk in a red robe is actually Lu Hou.

At this time, he finally cultivated supernatural powers, and since then he has stepped into the realm of scattered immortals, can fly into the sky and enter the ground, and enjoy hundreds of years of lifespan.

If you give up the immortal way and just enjoy it, you will be happier than many golden pills.

It's just that at this time, Hou Lu frowned and seemed to be a little resentful.

"Shushan Erxian Erying, such a big name, but I don't know my master, but he used to be the first of the three immortals... Alas, it seems that there is no such thing now..."

In the past 30 years, two immortals and two heroes have officially traveled the world, traveled south and north, sailed in the East China Sea, and made a name for themselves.

Up to now, the four little ones have all reached the first grade. Looking at the world, if the true master of the law does not appear, then he is an absolute master.

Not only that, each of them has unparalleled luck, Zhuge Wenxian travels on the dragon, needless to say, Zhu Yingzi was recognized as the master of the Nine Palaces Xian Ding, and the skill of alchemy refining is unparalleled, known as the "fairy of thousands of machines".

Han Yingzhu is in charge of the 'Five Pigment Cloud Square', sheltering many monks from tribulation, and is known as the 'Rescue Fairy'.

The four of them worked together, or single-handedly, helping those in danger and those in distress, roaming many secret realms, making friends with experts from all sides, cracking a lot of magic conspiracy, and their reputation in the world of practice became stronger and stronger, like a rising trend.

Up to now, even the juniors who have just entered the Tao know the great reputation of the two immortals and two heroes of Shushan.

On the contrary, Fang Xian, who was bent on cultivating hard, has been forgotten.

"And the master is also very happy..."

With some puzzlement, Lu Hou entered the mountain residence and came to the courtyard.

Fang Xian was sitting cross-legged on the stone platform, watching the carp in the pond.

The spring water in that pond was as green as jade, with lotus leaves on the water, lotus flowers in full bloom, and several carp chasing and playing in it.

"Meet Master!"

Lu Hou raised his sleeves and bowed down.

"Thirty years have passed, and you have finally cultivated magical powers..."

Fang Xian glanced at the named disciple and snapped his fingers.

A red carp jumped out of the pond with .asxs. droplets.

hoohoo!

The carp let out a long moan in mid-air, and suddenly turned into a red dragon, which landed on Lu Hou's hand. The brilliance converged, and a fiery dragon flying sword appeared, and the quality seemed to have improved.

"This Fire Dragon Flying Sword, as well as the Fire Dragon Hand Letter, are the relics of your ancestors, and they will be returned to you now. Whether you inherit what the Fire Dragon has learned, or find another heir for him, you can listen to your honor..."

Fang Xian waved his hand.

Lu Hou didn't pay much attention to this flying sword that was envied by the practitioners, but looked at the pool of spring water.

Only he knew that the pool was not real water, but a sword energy that was as soft as water!

Raising a sword with a pond and raising a pond with a sword is a secret technique that his master once mentioned.

I remember that there was only one red carp in the small pond.

But now, there are six fish, including blue, black, yellow, red, and flowers, cruising happily. The carp transformed by the Fire Dragon Sword was only marginalized before.

"Water is beneficial to all things and does not fight, but only does not fight, so there is nothing in the world that can compete with it..."

Lu Hou muttered.

Fang Xian, who was watching the fish in Xiaochi, didn't care about this. He just felt that his fate with Master Huolong and even Master Tianhuo was over, and he couldn't help but feel a little happy.

"Come on, you don't have to ask me in the future, whether you are accepting apprentices or anything else."

It seems to see some of Lu Hou's thoughts,

Fang Xian waved his hand directly.

"Farewell, disciple."

Although he got the treasure, Lu Hou felt a little empty in his heart and left in despair.

Fang Xian is still guarding this pond of spring water, with six fish, his eyes are neither sad nor happy: "The Great Samsara Sword Art requires six flying swords, for Biluo, Guimen, Huangquan, Jiuyou, Liudao, Samsara... …”

Every time he chanted a name, a carp jumped out of the water.

Thirty years of ascetic cultivation, his cultivation base has been extremely profound, and he can break through only after waiting for an opportunity.

In fact, if he hadn't possessed the 'True Demonic Art of Absolute Beginning', which could devour countless foreign demons and turn them into pure vitality, he would not have trained these six flying swords, which would be a drag on his own practice.

"But there is always something to gain. I have completed the Dharma and Primordial Spirit parts of the Six Paths of Reincarnation..."

Fang Xian looked at one place, a little looking forward to it.

...

In Wuyang City, Old Daoist Zhuyun turned into an ordinary old man, sitting at a tea stall every day and waiting.

"I have already made the Du'er Jin Ship. According to what the true monarch said, the catastrophe of the head of the three immortals is coming soon... If you can't get over it, you will be in danger of falling."

Old Daoist Zhuyun was convinced of the headmaster's calculation ability, and he still had some dark and complicated emotions in his heart.

'If you don't enter our Shushan Mountain, you should have this doom! ’

'Perhaps, Lao Dao should go a little later and make him suffer more? ’

At this moment, he looked at the sky and saw a dark cloud that quickly shrouded in the direction of the mountain residence, and his heart moved: "Come on!"

...

"This cloud is wrong, with a demonic aura!"

In the mountain dwelling, Fang Xian raised his head, looked at the strange dark cloud that shrouded him, and said loudly: "Where is the evildoer, dare to attack me?"

"Fang Xian, your doom is here today!"

In the dark clouds, layers of white bones emerged, turning into a white-robed cultivator, holding a white bone sword, and shouting, "Today is your time of calamity!"

"Ancestor of the empty hole in Baigu Mountain?"

Fang Xian laughed dumbly: "Just a golden pill..."

He killed Grandma Lu, and the other party was also a person who was trapped in the void. This void ancestor definitely had a reason to trouble him.

It's just... it's almost like sending death.

Fang Xian shook his head, and a red sun appeared behind him, manifesting the rising and falling of the sea of ​​​​clouds.

Even relying on this Great Sun Zhenyang Pill, he is the top group of Jindan cultivators, and today's four juniors may not be able to beat him.

Threads and strands of the true flames of the day are constantly scattered around.

A round of red sun rises, and the bones are almost melted away.

Just relying on the strength of the potion, the ancestors of the empty sky will be defeated.

But he dared to come to seek revenge, naturally he had something to rely on, and shouted: "Please let the ancestors of Tiangui take action!"

boom!

In the sky, black flags fell, forming a great formation, in which there was a real water formation, and the waves were turbulent.

This day's true water is known as the sect of all waters, and every drop can be transformed into a lake, which can extinguish the fire, suppress the volcanic eruption, and is the nemesis of the big day's true flame!

Black water Taotao, Fang Xian suddenly felt that the operation of the Great Sun Zhenyang Pill was stagnant, and knew that if it was washed away by this real water, it might really damage his outer pill.

Of course, in the eyes of others, it is a broken Daoji!

On the 'Tianyi True Water Array', a huge dharma image emerged, with a turtle body, dragon head, tiger claws and phoenix tail, it turned out to be a true monarch!

"Donghai, the true monarch of the demon clan? I really look down on me...but what do we have to grudge against?"

Fang Xian was soaked in tens of thousands of pounds of heavy water, and still asked with a smile.

"When you are a generation with great luck, the ancestors must be cautious, of course, to deal with you a golden pill as a true monarch, you can be proud of yourself..." Tiangui ancestor said in a pitiful tone: "Originally, the ancestors also I don’t want to be an enemy of you, but who made you feel the grievances of my clan all over your body? How many turtles and grandsons did this old man kill?”

"Uh...it really is my karma!"

Fang Xian was speechless.

For the sake of divination, he killed quite a few spirit tortoises, and he even chose to slaughter different species. In terms of the strict cause and effect of this world, it was enough to brew a doom.