The Lord of Reincarnation

"Ugh……"

In the moonlight, Fang Xian left a letter and walked out of the small mountain village.

He still couldn't stand the sadness of parting and chose to leave on his own.

When he returned home this time, he took care of everything, and even arranged for his nephew and niece to read and read.

In the end, after thinking about it and thinking about it, I still left a few martial arts and spiritual methods - not the origins that reveal their origins at a glance, but the innocent people on the bad street.

Although it is rough and simple, if you have the talent for martial arts, you may not be able to make a fortune.

Of course, he had told him many times beforehand that "wealth is not exposed". With the cunning and wisdom of Wang Laogen's rural peasants, he knew how powerful it was, and he would definitely cover it up.

After all, in this world, without martial arts, how to get ahead is fake.

After finishing all this, Fang Xian let go of his burden and began to prepare for the battle with all his strength.

"I was promoted to Grand Master, Qingyuan Palace and Rushi Temple must be regarded as thorns in the eyes, and it would be very troublesome if the kendo man and Zhifan monk were to be inseparable..."

At the foot of Baiyun Mountain, because after the death of Chu Kuangren, the great master was invincible in the world, and the swordsman chose to act alone, which was actually a good opportunity.

It's a pity that Fang Xian couldn't catch up with the swordsman. Next time, the opponent probably won't give him a fair chance to fight. Eighty percent of the time it's "What rules do you tell the devil?" Let's all stand shoulder to shoulder! ' That set.

"The Great Grandmaster is also divided into strengths and weaknesses. If I go further, it is not impossible to defeat two with one..."

Fang Xian quickly recalled the strength at hand.

"This world doesn't seem to be simple. There are still some good things in the second line of Brahma Dao, such as the sword-fighting skills of kendo people... The practice of Bodhi Temple is said to be passed down from Rushi Temple, and it also has some unique secrets... Otherwise, go grab it. Have a look?"

Today's six major factions are no longer in Fang Xian's eyes.

"Actually, even if you learn from others' strengths, it is limited to this world. The highest level is the level of 'Swordsmanship' and 'Dragon Tiger Power King's Indestructible Magical Powers'... I want to be surprised, only by relying on higher secret techniques..."

Fang Xian's face was solemn.

In his hand, there is also a copy of "Dongxuan Secret Recording", which is strange and unpredictable, and its power can definitely crush the exercises of the two veins of the Brahma and Dao.

"It's a pity... With my current state, that is, the last time I worked hard for several years, I only had an epiphany after climbing the Tianfeng..."

According to Fang Xian's guess, "Tongxuan Secret Record Transcript" has two training methods.

The first is that in that cosmic world, under the influence of the 'giant eyes of the starry sky', although progress is rapid, 80% of them will be subject to this, and it is hard to say what the final outcome will be.

The second is a coincidence. In this way, relying on adventures to block the influence from the 'upper layers', and then relying on his own realm to forcibly understand the secret book.

"What grandmaster, great grandmaster, in the starry sky giant eye system, I am afraid that it is no different from ordinary people, so I can only have a chance last time, a feeling..."

Fang Xian frowned: "But I still have the golden finger of the attribute column, which can consume my true energy and improve my understanding... Maybe I can comprehend the "Tongxuan Secret Recording Transcript" once? This book is really evil, in case If you realize something strange, what should you do if you go crazy?"

He didn't care that he was practicing evil and demonic arts, as long as it could be used for it, but he was afraid that his thinking would be affected, become schizophrenic, go crazy, or change his personality, and become addicted to murder.

Even if it is the martial arts of this world, the realm is not enough, and the chance of forcibly practicing to the next level will greatly increase.

"However, if you are forced into a desperate situation, I am afraid that you will have to do so, but the true energy required to comprehend the "Tongxuan Secret Record Transcript" is astonishingly large. I have been supplementing these days, and it is still a little short... "

"Then it will be a two-pronged approach. Let's loot the exercises first."

Fang Xian's mind was certain, and quickly performed light work to leave.

...

Tianlun Kingdom.

This country is located to the north of Yuanwu State,

The country believes in Brahma Taoism.

There are temples standing around almost every big city.

Especially outside the capital of Tianlun, 490 large temples have been built, each of which is dedicated to the cultivation of Taoist monks, which is very famous.

The gate of the Bodhi Temple is located here.

Bodhi Mountain.

Fang Xian wore a white-gold robe and strolled outside the mountain gate: "Can Master Xinchan be here? Fang Xian came to worship the mountain!"

His voice was not loud, but it spread eerily farther and farther, echoing throughout the temple.

For a time, many monks were so frightened that the wooden fish in their hands fell to the ground: "The white tiger evil star is here?!"

The entire Bodhi Temple was silent, and then suddenly there was dozens of times of hustle and bustle.

Especially in the vicinity of Fang Xian, the two little novices who were cleaning with brooms rolled their eyes and fainted from fright.

"Am I so scary?"

Fang Xian touched her face, she didn't know what kind of devil she had been rendered into among the famous and decent.

"Amitabha!"

After a while, a group of monks greeted them with the sound of a Buddha's horn, followed by a row of monks holding sticks, their faces looking like death.

"The poor monk has the heart, he has seen the donor Fang, but he doesn't know why the donor Fang came here?"

There was a monk in front, wearing the robe of a great monk, his face scorched yellow, and his hands clasped together.

"Some little things...Where is Master Xinchan?"

Fang Xian glanced at him, but did not see Xin Chan, so he could not help but ask strangely.

"Brother Xinchan died of serious injuries on the road and has passed away." Master Xinben's eyes showed a trace of grief and anger.

"Oh……"

Fang Xianxin said that he didn't realize that the old boy was so unscrupulous at the time, and there was a smile on his face: "I want to take a look at the Buddhist scriptures pavilion in the Chanyuan, and please ask the master for permission!"

"The devil!"

"presumptuous!"

His heart skipped a beat, and the warrior monks behind had blushed and roared: "Do you still want to covet my Zen practice?"

"Although the martial arts of this temple are crude, they are not taught to outsiders..."

Master Xinben just said half a sentence when he saw a three-eyed white tiger with evil patterns emerging from behind Fang Xian. The twisted and weird patterns brought a strong sense of impact.

The warriors under the congenital shudder fainted one after another, and even the congenital masters felt that their true qi was stagnant.

"If you don't agree, it's a pity that this great Buddhist temple will be destroyed in a sea of ​​fire."

Fang Xian sighed: "I have always been a reasonable person."

"Amitabha, Zen Buddhism has opened the door for convenience. Since the donor wants to see...the heart is quiet, take the donor to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion!"

Master Xinben suddenly said.

"Thank you!"

Fang Xian nodded in greeting and followed another master into the Bodhi Temple, knowing that he had to speed up.

After all, he was a lonely person before, and the kendo master and Zhifan monk could not catch his whereabouts.

But when this happened, it is guaranteed that the information will appear on the desks of the two branches of the Vatican and Dao in the shortest possible time.

If it is discovered that he is interested in the six major martial arts, he will definitely set up traps and wait for the rabbit.

"But I'm not afraid of group attacks. There are only two Grandmasters. They want to block me, and it's very troublesome..."

A smile appeared on Fang Xian's mouth.