White Head Demon Master

Genius remembers this site address in one second: [落秋中文]https://fastest update! No ads!

The Fang Mansion is the largest mansion in Liuhu City, with two stone lions at the door.

One tilted his head, one grinned!

When the people in Liuhu City saw it, they all said that the second son of the Fang family was not serious, and the two stone lions were not serious.

The young ladies and the wives passing by the Fang Mansion will say that they always feel that the two lions are staring at themselves maliciously.

But countless people have touched them in the middle of the night, and they are two stone lions, not alive.

But when Fang Cun placed the inkstone on the upper left of the book case, the two stone lions seemed to have some changes faintly. At first glance, they were still the same. Their slanted heads and grins were not correct, but behind them The Fang family house has changed faintly.

The house is still that house, but it seems slightly unreal.

It was also at this time that Fang Cun was already holding an umbrella and came to the yard.

...

...

The umbrella is an old umbrella that looks very ordinary. The black oil cloth is the surface and the black paulownia wood is the handle. There is no pattern on it. It looks old and worn. It is only on the handle of the umbrella. The umbrella handle is engraved with horizontal and vertical lines. Remember the URL m.luoqiuzw. com

Each line represents a monster or evil cultivator Fang Cun once killed. Since the age of fourteen, he has searched for these monsters lurking in Liuhu City, and then either through the killer or through Some unknown methods were used to send these monsters to hell. Strictly speaking, almost none of these monsters died at his hands, but they all died because of him.

Slaying demons and eliminating demons to save Li people is merit.

This umbrella is an umbrella with endless merits.

"Tickets..."

The divine thunder rolled down, hitting the black umbrella, and then collapsed invisible.

This unremarkable ordinary old umbrella, at this time, can actually support those divine thunders.

In other words, it was not the old umbrella that supported the **** thunder, but the merits on the umbrella.

Fang Cun could feel that as the divine thunder fell, something intangible was dispersing on the umbrella, but while dispersing, it also helped him block these seemingly endless destruction, evil and chaos. Crazy strange **** thunder, annihilate each other...

The plausible scene made Fang Cun know whether he was in the real or the illusion, and he only felt that he was experiencing a nightmare.

The successive divine thunder fell as if endlessly, and he did not know when he would wake up from his dream.

"The world has no reward, I know good and evil!"

Fortunately, just when he felt that his entire mind was about to collapse and his brain was about to split, the dark divine thunder above his head gradually weakened. Under the endless divine thunder, in the sky, a huge cloud suddenly appeared. The list is so big that it seems to cover the entire world, with words written one after another, like names of people, like records, exuding endless fierce power.

Fang Cun looked at the top of the list with all his might, trying to see the writing clearly.

But in this glimpse, he only saw the first line of handwriting: Heavenly Dao Huanghuang, I am not alone!

At the same time he could see these eight characters clearly, the list suddenly fell.

At this moment, it seemed that the entire sky had fallen down, precisely on top of Fang Cun's head.

That weight seems to crush him!

...

...

"call……"

Fang Cun suddenly woke up. He saw that he was still in the study and his old umbrella had just been held in his hand.

"That was..."

Thinking of the hallucinations in his previous dream, he felt that he could not even breathe.

"Is it really just a dream?"

An extremely strange feeling arose in Fang Cun’s mind, but just as this thought came up, he suddenly felt that his eyes became dark again, as if looking straight into the endless night, but in the darkness before him, But a scroll emerged from the depths of the darkness, and unfolded quietly, and one after another, primitive and vigorous fonts began to emerge on it.

Tiandao merit spectrum.

Liuhu has a square inch, and his innate aura is two inches ninety-eight.

After that, there are two characters of merit, and after merit, there are slightly smaller writings slowly manifesting.

Six thousand reads!

And the number of these six thousand thoughts is also slowly changing, eventually becoming three thousand thoughts.

"this is……"

Fang Cun was taken aback, Xuan Ji felt that countless thoughts had arisen in his heart.

This thought, like a scroll radiating out, poured into my heart, a very strange feeling. As the thought entered my heart, it slowly dissipated, naturally, I understood many things and deeply imprinted it. In my heart...

"Tiandao merit spectrum..."

"Transform merits, reverse cause and effect..."

"..."

"..."

"This... is this brother's golden finger?"

Some subtle expressions gradually appeared on Fang Cun's face.

My elder brother really put his biggest secret in this letter!

He also finally understood why his older brother had written to himself so that he would kill demons and be kind to others!

It turned out that he was ready to pass this secret to himself!

It turns out that in order to inherit this heavenly path of merit, apart from reciting the eight-character secret mantra repeatedly, you also need to experience this weird test.

If it weren't for the virtues of killing demons and slain demons in his daily life, maybe he had been killed by that strange divine thunder just now?

Putting his mind on the word merit, he can even see where these merits come from.

The three monsters of Nanbai Demon Creek in Liuhucheng counted 1,500 thoughts.

Liu Xuan, the Chifenling robber, counted four hundred thoughts.

Beigong demon repaired Zheng Lin and counted one thousand two hundred thoughts!

...

...

These are all demons that Fang Cun has used means to get rid of.

He did all these things very secretly.

The people in Liuhu City only knew that these evil monsters that harmed one party had been eliminated, but no one knew that these things were related to the second son of the Fang family.

There are rumors in the previous life that people do good things, even if no one knows them, but they also accumulate yin virtue, and there will be blessings.

If you do a bad thing, even if you hide it from the sky, it will damage your yin morality, and sooner or later you will get evil.

These words are more like comforting people. Good people don't live long, and there are many things that have been harmful for thousands of years.

But I didn’t expect that in this world, such a strange treasure actually appeared, which can convert what I have done into merits and display it on this weird scroll, as if it were some kind of reward. The calculation is very clear.

Before, he relied on these merits to withstand the dark **** thunder, passed the test, and finally inherited this heavenly merit spectrum.

This is the reason why I can get the Heavenly Dao merit spectrum.

Others, even if they can discover the secrets in the letter, can't stand the test.

Or in other words, if one's own merits can't reach so many, it is impossible to get a glimpse of the mystery of faith.

Fang Cun didn’t know the specific reason. He only knew that his brother sent this letter specially to him, hiding the mystery in it, and after touching the mystery, he must go through such a terrifying test. I expected it.

"Fang Chi, Fang Chi, is this the secret of your genius brother becoming a genius..."

After a long time, his mind moved slightly, the darkness in front of him dissipated, and the scroll disappeared, and he was still holding the letter, in a daze, as if nothing had happened, only that the tide was surging in his heart, and his thoughts were rising and falling. : "Three years ago, you started asking me, a child who had just turned fourteen, to kill those fierce and terrifying monsters, just for this?"

"You arranged for me to get rid of the demon early, and you wrote this letter before entering the Eternal Night Wasteland, hiding such a mystery..."

"Because you knew you could not come back from the wasteland?"

"..."

"..."

Through these arrangements, Fang Cun got a glimpse of his brother's experience.

Suddenly he seemed to understand vaguely, perhaps his elder brother had long expected that he would have such a day!

But since you have expected it a long time ago, why don't you want to avoid it?

He shook his head helplessly, but fell into a trance for a while.

...

...

"The innate aura is two inches ninety-eight, is this my talent?"

That afternoon, Fang Cun did not continue reading the letter, but locked it in a drawer, stroking his forehead for a while, and then comforted his parents and asked the housekeeper to prepare for his brother’s funeral. The whole process was calm and not even a little bit Abnormality.

Until late at night, he lay back on the couch, then closed his eyes, and continued to study this Heavenly Dao merit spectrum.

Looking at the innate aura displayed, he was slightly curious.

Before that, he only used the earth method of keeping his breath running, and roughly measured it, but he didn't know his specific innate aura.

Now this Heavenly Dao merit spectrum is directly manifested to myself...

Two inches ninety-eight, compared with the standard of Baixiang Academy for apprentice selection, it is not very good indeed...

Of course, that was before.

Now, since there is a spectrum of heavenly merit...

Fang Cun slowly savored the thoughts he had put into his knowledge of the sea before, and after comprehending it, he slowly stretched out a finger and explored the void. In fact, he pointed his finger slowly towards his eyes. The numbers on the merit spectrum.

"It consumes my merits and makes up for my innate..."

He muttered in his heart, and his finger lightly touched the number.

When it comes to speed, he can see that the number of three thousand merits is changing, becoming two thousand seven hundred thoughts.

And his own innate aura suddenly rose, from two inches ninety-eight to three inches zero one.

Fang Cun blinked and was calculating the conversion standard inside, and then he felt a slightly cool air machine, his forehead entered his body, and the swirling and turning into a warm current, filled his body, melted into the blood, and then followed The flow of blood quickly traveled all over my body, with countless pores all over my body, as if they were all opened at this time, blending with the energy of heaven and earth.

It's hard to describe the taste.

It's almost like killing ten cans of Red Bull in one go, UU reading www. uukanshu.com seems to have soaked in a forty-two degree pool for half an hour.

"This is how it feels to change one's innate aura?"

Fang Cun himself was a little stunned: "Like a weak fifty-year-old uncle, he suddenly returned to his eighteenth-nineteenth little brother..."

Fang Cunxin was inexplicably excited.

He knew what this seemingly minor change meant.

Qi refiners even think that the innate qi that cannot be changed at all can be easily improved!