Chapter 315 Buddha (Congratulations to the Lord of Fire, Rain and Ice Wind!)
"Yan Mo Dao Palace?"
"Skinless view... skinning formula, shadow puppetry, blood skin method... and a 'Boundless Blood Sea Pill'?"
Fang Xi played with the blood-colored pill in his hand, slowly savoring the experience of being an incarnation outside the body in the Red Sun Realm.
"Is it actually a long-extinct way of cultivating the law? It seems to be combined with the local evil and weird... It looks like a new system has evolved."
"Spells, techniques, methods, Tao... What is the last 'Tao'?"
One mystery after another emerged in Fang Xi's mind.
Looking at the 'Boundless Blood Sea Pill' which is quite different from his own Kurong Golden Pill, he is also quite interested in studying it.
"But the most important thing now is to deal with the incarnation first!"
Fang Xi looked at the external avatar sitting cross-legged across the body, and immediately made a formula with both hands, one after another, continuously penetrated into the external avatar's body, and began to repair and perfect the original restriction according to the patchwork secret technique.
This kind of behavior must be performed every once in a while to ensure that there will be no problems with the incarnation outside the body.
After a long time, Fang Xi opened his eyes, with a smile on his face: "The Red Sun Realm is mainly for collecting exercises and various golden pills...I think Yan Mo Dao Palace is worth visiting, even if it is a ruin...Besides In addition, all kinds of evil spirits in the wild, the powerful ones are even comparable to alchemy, and they are worth studying..."
"I know this…"
The avatar outside the body opened his eyes: "The technique of the Red Sun Realm is mysterious and evil, and it seems to be faster than the battle pattern... This technique can't be cultivated in person, so as not to pollute myself, but it's okay for me, the avatar outside the body, to try it. "
"That's exactly the reason, but if you want to practice, you need to find the best. You are doing something big now, why don't you just avoid the limelight for a while..."
Fang Xi looked out of the car, only to see a wild scene.
Although the green-horned ichthyosaur is waste wood and salty fish, it still has a strong sense of danger. It pulled a cart along the way and led the magic blood dragon to avoid several dangerous places.
…
After March.
Red Sun Realm.
In the wild mountains and forests, a convoy is struggling forward.
"Let everyone serve snacks. Although this business path has been explored by predecessors, it is not absolutely safe..."
A girl in red is riding on a horse, giving instructions to a butler-like figure beside her.
"Miss, please don't worry, our Baoguang Chamber of Commerce has been on this road for many years... I am familiar with it!"
The butler next to him replied with a smile on his face.
"Nowadays, evil spirits are rampant in the outside world... Maybe there will be migration."
The young lady held a bright yellow talisman in her hand with a heroic face.
She is no fool, not only proficient in arithmetic, she was also sent to a Taoist temple by her parents since she was a child, and now she is also a Taoist!
Not only that, the Baoguang Chamber of Commerce is able to spread across several nearby cities, relying on the worship of a few people who have cultivated Dao Foundation!
"Miss..."
A maid trotted over and murmured a few times: "Please make offerings..."
"I see…"
The girl in red had a look of embarrassment on her face, but she still hit the horse and came to a luxuriously decorated carriage.
Through the car window, you can see the silk cushions, and there are cushions and small tables beside them, which are filled with various foods.
A Taoist priest with a rosy face was impatiently pushing away the serving maid, and looked at the woman in red: "Master... Could it be that he is dissatisfied with my old face and uses this kind of vulgar powder as a fool?"
He pointed to the maidservant who was crying so hard that her face was covered with bright red palm prints, and snorted coldly.
The red-clothed woman was furious in her heart, but she showed a smile on her face: "Please be patient with the priest Pang. When the next city is built, many women will be offered for you to practice..."
"Hey, it's not like there's nothing in the team today. Don't you think so, Young Master..."
Pang Gongfeng's eyes looked up and down the red-clothed woman, and he looked very obscene.
The woman in red suddenly became expressionless: "I also wanted to serve and practice, but what I practice is the 'Seven Emotions Jue'. Master Guanzhong and other elders have earnestly instructed not to damage the foundation of cultivation..."
Pang Fengfeng sat back resentfully: "Forget it... let's do it for now, but next time you will add 30% to me for the 'five internal organs pill'..."
It seems that she is quite afraid of the sect of the woman in red.
"Thirty percent? That's too much..."
The red-clothed woman frowned: "At most 20%...and the enshrinement still has a lot of strength, I feel a little uneasy, there may be some danger around here...please also the enshrinement, and inspect it again."
"Hehe... This place is not a simple place. A hundred miles to the north, there is the 'Futu Mountain'... This mountain was the ancestral home of Yan Mo Dao Palace a hundred years ago... Even if it has been abandoned for a hundred years, it still has some magic, too much Powerful evil spirits won't come close..."
Pang Gongfeng lay back lazily: "There is no need to patrol, that's it..."
"Futu Mountain..."
On the contrary, the woman in red seemed to be thinking.
The caravan continues to set off.
At this moment, a faint singing sound echoed through the valley and came from the dense forest:
"What demons and ghosts are painted skins of longevity..."
The singing was clear, but the tone seemed to be some kind of country song, and everyone in the caravan looked at each other in dismay.
"Stop first!"
I saw a handsome young man walking towards with a long black flag in his hand.
The steep cliffs, the vines full of thorns... seem to be unable to stop it at all.
Even though the mountains and ridges are crossed, to young people, it seems like strolling in their own garden.
While hurrying, he was still singing.
"Oh? I didn't expect to meet a convoy..."
Fang Xi's eyes flashed, a smile appeared on his face, and he came to the front of the convoy with a few strides.
"Baoguang Chamber of Commerce? I seem to have heard the name of this Chamber of Commerce before..."
He muttered to himself and said with a smile, "Where is the caravan talker?"
The red-clothed woman galloped forward, made a seal with one hand, and made a salute: "Xiao Mei, the disciple of Wuqing Temple... I have seen this young master."
"It turned out to be a Taoist disciple, that would be even better. I think you should know where the ruins of Yan Mo Dao Palace are?"
Fang Xi smiled.
"What... Senior wants to go to Yan Mo Dao Palace?"
Xiao Mei just heard Pang Gongfeng mention this matter, and her expression became a little strange.
"It looks like... You do know a thing or two."
Fang Xi nodded thoughtfully.
"The little girl only knows that the Dao Palace is a hundred miles to the north... As for other things, she doesn't know at all..." Xiao Mei replied cautiously.
"That's right... After all, your cultivation base is too low, and you don't know much about it, which is normal."
Fang Xi swept away her spiritual thoughts, and then snorted coldly: "If you see me, get out of here!"
While speaking, a terrifying aura of mana spread over him, making the woman in red feel suffocated.
"Real man forgives sin..."
A meat ball 'rolled' out of the carriage, and it was that Pang worshiper.
Just looking at his expression, where is the slightest arrogance from before?
"Senior didn't show any breath before, and junior couldn't detect it, it turned out to be Taoist priests coming..."
Pang Gongfeng scrambled and scrambled, came to Fang Xi and bowed repeatedly, explaining in his mouth.
"Forget it...it's near Yan Luo Dao Palace, is there still danger?"
Fang Xi waved her hand and asked casually.
"Dangerous?... Ordinary weird and evil spirits don't dare to approach the Dao Palace... But since the disappearance of the Taoist Lord Yan Mo a hundred years ago, the Dao Palace has been completely abandoned. Don't get too close, or go deep into the Dao Palace, and the danger inside will not leak out... Otherwise, the Baoguang Chamber of Commerce would not choose this mountain road..."
Pang Gongfeng replied knowingly.
"I see…"
He nodded in relief, and asked a few more words.
Even though the woman in red pricked up her ears, she couldn't hear a single sound.
Out of the corner of her eye, she could only see the arrogant Pang Gongfeng, like a mouse seeing a cat, bowing and bowing respectfully, which was a bit ridiculous.
"I see, I'll go..."
Fang Xi got the information she wanted, and suddenly laughed, the magic light flickered all over her body, turned into a dark ray, and disappeared in midair.
"Pang worship..."
Xiao Mei's heart moved, and she wanted to step forward to inquire.
Unexpectedly, Pang Fengfeng snorted coldly: "It's better not to inquire about what this senior asked..."
Xiao Mei seemed to think of something, her small face turned pale slightly, and she forced a smile: "The offering is right..."
…
In the sky, a magic light is shooting towards the north.
Fang Xi controlled mana, even though the wind was blowing, she couldn't mess a single strand of her hair.
At the same time, all the information obtained during this period of time was gathered in his heart.
"The place where Yan Mo Dao Palace is located is called Futu Mountain... It flourished for thousands of years, and then it fell a hundred years ago... It even fell completely. Maybe there was some internal change, or it was occupied by a powerful evil thing?"
"As for Lord Yan Mo..."
"There is a high probability that this person is a Nascent Soul cultivator. After thousands of years, he probably died because his life energy was exhausted?"
After all, Yan Mo Dao Palace has ruled the world for more than a thousand years.
Everyone in the world thinks that the Taoist Lord is immortal and his lifespan is as long as the heavens, but in fact Fang Xi knows that even a cultivator will decay one day.
When the Nascent Soul cultivator sits down, none of the Jindan disciples and the temple master below are convinced, and they cannot elect a new Taoist master. The collapse of Yan Mo Dao Palace and the coming of troubled times seem to be understandable?
‘I don’t know what the world looked like thousands of years ago? Where did Taoist Yan Mo come from? '
The distance of a hundred miles is nothing more than a blink of an eye to the escape light of the alchemy cultivator.
When a few thoughts flashed through Fang Xi's mind, the scenery ahead suddenly changed, and a mountain full of aura emerged.
The large and small buildings are located between the mountains, extending up in circles until they reach a huge palace on the top of the palace.
"Yan Mo Dao Palace on Mount Futu...arrived!"
(end of this chapter)