Chapter 29: planning (for collection)

Chapter 29 Planning (for collection)

Black Rock City.

The junction of the inner city and the outer city.

Fang Xi strode in the middle of the street, like a monster attractor.

Turning!

The nearby monsters frantically approached him as if seeing some delicious food.

"die!"

Fang Xi slapped her palm casually.

boom!

The cursed man's spine bent into a terrifying 'bow' shape, was almost broken in two, and flew out backwards, and fell to the ground without moving.

You know, this kind of curse man is an existence that even a martial artist with three changes in energy and blood can hardly take down, and his body is extremely hard.

But at this moment, in Fang Xi's hands, it is like a fragile piece of wood!

Thorn it!

He grabbed a cursed man's arm and tore it lightly, causing the other's arm to be broken and blood gushing out.

"It's almost like shredding beggar chicken..."

Fang Xi frowned, avoiding the blood.

Although he is not afraid of the poison of the magic power of demons, he feels a little dirty.

"Curse people are like this under my command, aren't ordinary people just like paper?"

He swept his right leg and kicked away a circle of cursed people nearby.

The next moment, I saw a wooden man rushing towards him. There seemed to be countless insects under the skin.

Puff puff!

Just as he rushed in front of Fang Xi, the wooden man's skin exploded, and countless plant roots sprouted from the muscles and seven orifices, whipping towards Fang Xi!

Among the thousands of whip shadows, there are a few extremely tricky ones that want to get into Fang Xi's body.

Pong pong!

The sound of gold and iron strikes suddenly!

The diamond-like roots pierced Fang Xi's skin, leaving white spots in vain, which quickly dissipated.

"The defense of Iron Clothes Art is really not bad!"

Fang Xi used her hand as a knife to cut off a few vines that were entwined towards her.

Then, a talisman appeared in his hand.

"fire!"

A ball of spiritual fire emerged and landed on the wooden man.

The wooden man screamed and turned into a mass of ashes.

"Cultivation spells are not bad against demon servants!"

Fang Xi nodded, and his expression changed again.

With the assistance of Tianshidi Tinggong, his eyesight and ear power have been greatly improved.

At this moment, it can be sensed that several wooden men are surrounding them!

"It is shameful to waste talismans."

After testing his own strength, he was about to leave when he glanced out of the corner of his eye and found a dusty seed among the ashes of the wooden man.

"Can you survive the burning of the spiritual fire of the immortal cultivators?"

Fang Xi was a little surprised, sealed the seed into a jade bottle, and sealed it with several mana seals.

At this time, he Shi Shi ran away with his red snake legs, leaving a few wooden men roaring and chasing in vain...

"Hoohoo!"

After getting rid of the wooden figure, Fang Xi looked at the monster tree with a serious expression: "This monster has more and more servants, and its aura is getting stronger and stronger. I'm afraid it's about to enter a higher level... we must enter the tree under it. Before stepping up, get out of here!"

But to leave, you need a taboo breaking talisman. Fang Xi went to Fangshi to inquire about it this time. It is worth about thirty-five spirit stones!

In addition, he still owes five spirit stones to fellow daoists, and the donkey is rolling!

"I wanted to hone my martial arts again..."

"Looking at it now, it's better to search for real martial arts immediately, break through the second level of body training, and start the transaction between the two worlds..."

East City Gate.

The residence of Baiyun Martial Art Museum.

"Brother is back!"

When Liu Taotao saw Fang Xi, his eyes lit up and he stepped forward to salute.

"Um!"

Fang Xi casually threw a bag of grain over, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

Now that supplies are gradually scarce, every time he goes out, he can return with a full load, almost feeding most of the people in the martial arts hall.

Actually, if Mu Canglong knew that Fang Xi had returned nearly a thousand catties of grain to Fatty Han this time, he would be even more surprised.

"Big brother!"

Tang Xuan and the others quickly took the grain bag, and the heavy weight made everyone look happy.

Fang Xi took a glance and saw Hao Lan.

The father of this unlucky boy's martial arts master died in battle on the day of the disaster, and the Panshi martial arts house where he was located was also destroyed. After eating free rice in Baiyun martial arts for a period of time, he shamelessly worshiped under Mu Canglong's sect and became a Fang Xi's junior brother.

Tang Xuan, on the other hand, has been quite proud of the spring breeze recently, his face is full of red light, and he is obviously having a good time with the little lady Bai.

After greeting Baihe, Mu Mimiao and the others one by one, Fang Xi came to the much smaller training ground and started practicing martial arts.

On the training ground, there are some targets brought from Baiyun Martial Arts Hall.

One of them is the most cumbersome, it is actually made of iron, and a circle of hemp rope is tied around the outer skin. This has always been Mu Canglong's special wooden stake.

But at this time, Fang Xi naturally used it honestly.

His fist hit the iron stake, making a tooth-piercing sound.

Hao Lan looked at this scene, swallowed her saliva, and felt that she had actually invited the big brother to fight before.

"Wait, this is..."

He looked at it for a while, and suddenly opened his mouth wide.

Under Fang Xi's attack, the hemp rope that was originally wrapped around the iron post was broken, revealing the dark iron post itself.

At this time, on the iron pile, one after another fist and palm prints suddenly appeared!

"Not enough, not enough!"

Suddenly, Fang Xi let out a long roar, and made a knife with one hand.

Poof!

His palm was like a sharp weapon of a magic weapon. With a hand knife, he slashed on the iron pile, and even chopped off a section of the iron pile as thick as an adult's thigh.

when!

The huge iron pile hit the wall, causing the wall to vibrate violently and falling a lot of dust.

This scene was seen by many people, and everyone opened their mouths wide.

"Fang Xi..."

Mu Canglong did not know when he came to the edge of the field, looking at the broken iron pile, his expression excited: "Could it be...you have broken the limit of the human body and become a real martial artist?"

"Not so far!"

Fang Xi withdrew the knife in her hand, feeling a little regretful as she felt the changes in her body.

With the help of qi and blood pills, breaking the limits of the human body, and giving birth to true strength, it seems not far away.

By relying on his current state of refining the marrow of true strength, it will take about a few months, at most a year, to give birth to true strength, breaking the curse that the third-rate local martial arts in Daliang cannot advance!

Unfortunately, this speed is still too slow.

'So... I still need a real martial art. '

Fang Xi's eyes flashed, and she looked at Mu Canglong: "Master, what happened recently?"

"Others are fine, I can solve them."

Mu Canglong hesitated for a while, but still said: "Recently, a messenger from Yuanhe Mountain in the south gate came over and asked us to obey the order, saying that their guardian envoy might have a way to get out..."

"The way to get out?"

Fang Xi suddenly became interested: "What exactly?"

"I don't know the details, but Yuan Heshan asked us to obey the command, including handing over the food... so that we can give us a few places to go out." The expression on Mu Canglong's face was very tangled.

Obviously, he thought the possibility of this matter was unlikely, but he was reluctant to give up.

Drowning people are not willing to let go of even a straw of hope.

"Our martial arts school will not participate in this matter, and we will wait and see for a while."

Fang Xi quickly made a decision.

In Baiyun Martial Arts Hall, even Mu Canglong couldn't overthrow the decision he made.

At this time, he took the handkerchief Lily handed over, wiped his hands, and said casually: "And... I'm going to go out for a while."

"Going out again?" Mu Mimiao felt a little sad: "Our food is enough for many days..."

"It's not about the food...and in the martial arts hall, if there are enemies coming, let them take a look at this iron pile."

Fang Xi decided to go out, naturally aiming at Yuanhe Mountain.

Whether it was the growth of the demon tree or the debt pressure of the five spirit stones, he was forced to sell the Great Liang supplies in the Southern Wilderness Immortal Cultivation Realm as soon as possible in exchange for spirit stones.

To do this, at least the strength in the middle stage of Qi refining is required.

In a short period of time, Fang Xi thought to herself that Changchun Jue could not break through the fourth level.

Then there is only martial arts that can be improved rapidly.

Naihe Although his martial arts has made great progress, there is still a long way to go before he is born with true energy.

"In the entire Black Rock City, perhaps only Yuanheshan's esoteric martial arts has reached the level of real strength, and it will definitely promote my progress quickly."

Fang Xi's eyes were gloomy, she walked out of the Baiyun Martial Arts Camp, and quickly disappeared into the desolate street.

South City Gate.

"Master Zhenshou... I have already contacted those martial arts masters one by one. Hongyan Martial Arts and Sanhua Martial Arts have agreed to our request. They will match a large amount of materials, manpower, and township martial arts with them later. God intends to send it together!"

Qiao Wuwang bowed to report.

In front of him is Linghu Yang, who has a more sophisticated temperament and looks like a **** and a demon.

"Understood." Linghu Yang nodded.

"Master Guardian..." Qiao Wuchan gritted his teeth: "It's just... that we promised them a place to go out of the city..."

He actually has some concerns about this matter.

Although, as one of his own, Qiao Wuzhang clearly knows that in the Demon Realm, ghosts and gods cannot escape!

"Are you doubting me?"

Linghuyang looked at Qiao Wuchan coldly.

"My subordinates dare not." Although he has already stepped into the realm of a real warrior, Qiao Wuzhang has no doubt that Linghu Yang can easily kill him. For the sake of doing my best...give me a way to survive!"

"The way out...of course there is."

Linghu Yang closed his eyes: "I've achieved great strength...The next step is to hit the Grandmaster Realm. As long as the Grandmaster is successful, maybe I can go out..."

"Grandmaster?" Qiao Wuzhang's eyes widened.

This kind of realm, in the entire Yuanhe Mountain, perhaps only one legendary ancestor has reached it.

not to mention…

Sure enough, the next moment, Linghu Yang said: "It's a pity... the Yuanhe Wulei Shou in the door only passed on the part of me as a martial artist. I still have some doubts about how to become a master..."

"As expected of the guardian envoy."

Qiao Wuzhang's eyes lit up, and then he took on a sinister look: "That's why the master ordered those martial arts masters to hand over their martial arts? Is it to take the leadership of a hundred schools of thought?"

"Hehe... Is there anything worth learning about third-rate martial arts?"

Linghu Yang shook his head and denied: "I just want to give them a big gift, and then...let them use their flesh and blood to achieve my path of master...I give you a task, starting today, arrest people for me, arrest those who don't want to The more surrendered warriors, the better!"

(end of this chapter)

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