Chapter 959 Ying Jie
The stars change.
March has passed in the blink of an eye.
Sichuan, Fangfu.
Fang Xi’s face glowed with divine light, and she obviously benefited greatly.
For more than ninety days, he devoted himself to studying the introductory chapter of the "Golden Book of Diyuan". He did not eat any meaty vegetables or grains every day, and only asked Yan Jia to find Polygonatum sibiricum, ginseng, and Ganoderma lucidum to satisfy his hunger. After more than ninety days of this, he only felt that The body is extremely strong and clean, as if the lead has been washed away, and it has been refined to an almost perfect state.
“According to this progress, as long as seven days pass, we will be able to complete the foundation building in a hundred days, absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, and refine it into ‘Earth Yuan Zhen’…”
Although Fang Xi knew this, there was not much joy on her face.
“The network of cause and effect and calamity in this world is extremely tight…”
"Even Xin Hongyun gave up his good deeds for ten lifetimes before asking for the inheritance from Master Ziyun... Such inheritance and treasures have cause and effect. If you take them, they will be affected, and you will have to pay them back in the future. If you don't pay them back, It’s doomed!”
“My whims have become more and more intense in the past few days. It is obvious that an external disaster is coming, and it will arrive before the hundred-day foundation building is completed!”
“Without mastering the magic power, it will be difficult to figure out the specific roots of the external calamity, such as who the specific enemy is, what the means are, etc.… This cannot be resolved in advance.”
Fang Xi chose to use methods based on the "Diyuan Golden Book" to build the foundation, mainly because he wanted to lay a solid foundation.
They are also betting that they can successfully develop magic power before the disaster strikes, and then calculate the causes and consequences and crack them one by one.
People in Xuanmen like to resolve calamities before they happen, or to specially refine the corresponding magic weapons and elixirs... No matter how many calamities there are, they can actually be calm and pass through calmly.
This is also a very high merit.
But at this time, this method is obviously no longer useful.
Other than that, disaster is imminent, and then it is defeated by force, as is the case with some side sect monks and demons with high magic power.
‘The key is that I’m not very powerful...’
‘If you want to break the catastrophe with a sword, I’m afraid I have to take action and send out an external incarnation that is successful in cultivation...'
This is actually very simple. After all, now the mind and body are connected to each other. As long as he has a thought, strong help will come!
What’s more important is that there are treasures from all heavens hiding the secret, no one can figure it out, it is definitely the best black hand material!
"However, if you take too many actions for me, you will definitely leave traces of my whereabouts... Even if you don't use the method of calculation, you can find clues about me with the reasoning of a mortal catching a head... Then you will be in trouble."
Fang Xi shook her head: "Of course, there shouldn't be many problems in the first few times, but it would be too much to use it for this small calamity... It's better to save it for later use."
This kind of attack must be limited in the number of times if it is to be undetected.
Otherwise, if a mistake is discovered, it may even attract the attention of the heavenly realm and the presence of the Dao Lord. Even the "Treasure Mirror of All Heavens" may not be safe.
It is really overkill to use it on a mere tribulation outside the Dao.
It's almost as good as intercepting and killing the True Immortal Yuanshen!
“This can be used as a last resort.”
“Other than that, you are taking the initiative to face the disaster... but you don’t know where the disaster comes from?”
Fang Xi thought about it for a while. If his current calamity was an external calamity, there must be a reason.
It depends on some of the causes and effects that have been formed before, or someone in the martial arts world wants to make things difficult for him. After all, Yi Jian in Shu has offended many people since he came to power.
Perhaps Lao Yaguan and his group want to recover the Taoist books and treasures from their masters, or perhaps the Shushan sect discovers that they secretly recorded the "Golden Book of Earthly Origin"...
“If it’s a calamity from the martial arts world, it’s not bad, but if it’s a practitioner, it’s a bit troublesome…”
He came to the back garden and stretched out his hands at will.
Every moment of silence and movement are filled with overwhelming force.
At this time, when the practice reached the peak of contentment, there was a clear whistle, a long sword appeared in the hand, and the Thirteen Swords of Liuyun were launched.
At some point there was a person standing outside the court, it was Yan Jia.
At this moment, when he looked at Fang Xi's sword skills, he felt that every move was like a stroke of magic from a flying fairy from outside the sky. It was dizzying and made him break into a cold sweat.
If Fang Xi wants to deal with him, it will probably be a matter of one sword attack: "Young master's martial arts have made great progress again, and now he has reached an unpredictable state..."
“What? Something happened outside the house?”
Suddenly, the sword light that filled the sky like fiery trees and silver flowers disappeared, and Fang Xi stood with the sword in hand and asked lightly.
“It’s... the master of the ‘Poison-Hand Scholar’, ‘Yan Tie’, is rumored to have broken through to the realm of martial arts, and his skills have greatly increased. It seems that he wants to trouble the young master for the previous incident of the Poison-Hand Scholar..."
Yan Jia bowed and said.
“A poisonous scholar?”
Fang Xi sneered: "I remember that Yan Tie is a master of the evil sect. His pair of 'poisonous iron hands' are well-known in the world. He has always been cold-hearted. How could there be such rumors? It seems that someone took the opportunity to cause trouble. You want to trouble me? What big thing happened in the martial arts world recently?"
"The master has a clever plan. Based on the information obtained by the spies, Grandmaster Gong of the 'Six Star Sect' in central Sichuan and a dozen old heroes jointly proposed to hold a martial arts conference in central Sichuan to recommend a young and powerful alliance leader to deal with the 'evil king'... "
Today's martial arts world in central Sichuan is by no means peaceful. A demon sect has risen, and its leader is known as the "Evil King". His martial arts skills are unfathomable. He has slaughtered several martial arts sects and has dominated the world for a while.
The Liuxingmen is famous in Sichuan for its gunpowder and hidden weapons, and has always been the leader in the right path of martial arts in Sichuan.
In order to deal with the forces of the Demon Sect, holding a martial arts conference seems to be the right thing to do.
However, such conferences have always been indispensable with the shadow of swords and intrigues in the dark.
“Perhaps the Six Star Sect or some other sect is planning to launch a young hero as the leader of the martial arts alliance... and I happen to be blocking their way?”
Fang Xi was never afraid to speculate on the enemy in the worst possible light: "So you sent this Yan Tie first, planning to get rid of me first, or at least injure me first?"
Although he may not be afraid of a mere Yan Tie, if the other party interrupts the results of a hundred days of foundation building, it will be more than worth the loss.
At that time, even if you kill the opponent a thousand times, you will not be able to make up for it.
‘How about... we stay away for seven days and wait until we have mastered the magic power before making any plans? Anyway, I still have a few safe houses in Shangyong Mansion...'
Fang Xi's eyes flashed with light, and then she shook her head: 'But it doesn't work... Maybe Yan Tie is not my destiny, but because I retreated, I ran into a real death... Cause and effect have always been entangled, which is so troublesome. ’
‘It seems that we still have to remain unchanged in response to all changes. If the disaster is really irreversible, we will use force to break it! ’
…
In a daze, seven days passed by quickly.
In the quiet room, Fang Xi's face showed neither sadness nor joy. After swallowing a ginseng pill, he began to practice silently.
At this time, it was the final moment of a hundred days of foundation building. The vitality he had accumulated over the past hundred days was constantly tempering the cauldron to condense into a flawless Dao foundation, thereby tempering the true energy and magic power.
Illusory golden threads appeared all over his body, carrying the meaning of the earth's thickness, as if covering him with a layer of golden clothing.
The outside world.
The moon has few stars and the crows crow at night.
A tall figure, using Qinggong and Shenfa, swept across the ridge of the roof, making no sound as he walked, like a huge bat.
He is as tall as a bamboo pole, with a high nose and mean cheeks. Under the moonlight, his palms exude a metallic luster, with twisted lines like earthworms.
This person is none other than Yan Tie, the ‘Poisonous Iron Hand’!
When he was young, he once saved a stranger by chance.
The stranger was a side-sect swordsman. Seeing that Yan Tie had no qualifications to practice Taoism, he gave him a secret book of "Poison Iron Hand" as a way to repay his life-saving grace.
This "Poisonous Iron Hand" has some side-sect weapon-refining ideas, which emphasizes using various herbs, and even gold and iron poisons to repeatedly temper a pair of fleshy palms, making the palms invulnerable to invulnerability, water and fire. As long as there is a small success, You can become famous in the world of martial arts.
Yan Tie has been practicing this skill for more than ten years. At the beginning, he traveled around the world without any disadvantages. He even accepted a group of disciples to help him.
Later, he bumped into "Jiangnan Hero" Xin Guihe. When the battle reached about 200 rounds, he lost a single move. The opponent used "Da Zhou Tian Yi Qi Divine Palm" to break the "Poisonous Iron Hand", and sadly retired from the world and returned to the world. Living in seclusion in the middle of Shu.
It's just that this man is old and spicy, and a hundred-footed insect is dead but not stiff. Taking advantage of his seclusion, he not only recovered from his injuries, but also cultivated his poisonous iron hands to a great level. His pair of fleshy palms are comparable to the sharpest magic weapons in the world. The sharp weapon was tempered with poisonous poison from the Miao border, and its power was endless.
After completing his magical work, he was originally planning to leave the seclusion directly to find trouble with the Jiangnan heroes.
Unexpectedly, I was told that there was Pan Huan, the daughter of a Jiangnan hero, in the house of Yijian in Shuzhong. He was also asked to kill Yijian in Shuzhong. He was given a thousand taels of gold, ten beauties, three buckets of pearls, and emeralds from all directions...
Yan Tie naturally agreed happily and came to Fang Mansion.
With his clothes flying, he had entered the Fang Mansion and saw groups of gang members holding open fires.
"who?"
One of the gang members shouted, and a group of people moved aside, revealing the archers behind them.
Poof!
The bow is like a thunderbolt!
Fang Xi would not be polite when facing the enemy. He had already secretly mobilized his subordinates to build an iron wall for his lair.
Yan Tie saw this scene and smiled coldly: "It's a small trick!"
There was a circle of energy around him, like a hedgehog. Any strong bow or crossbow that entered within a foot of his body would be broken directly!
“Innate strength? Invincible within one foot?!”
After the archers, there were two rows of sword and shield bearers. Yan Jia stood in the middle and looked at Yan Tie's palm, with a solemn look on his face: "Your Excellency, is Yan Tie?"
“Yes, you and the others will die here today.”
Yan Tie looked ferocious, and suddenly his figure flashed.
But after hearing the sound of gold and iron clashing, the two rows of sword and shield wielders immediately screamed and screamed. Countless long swords and shields flew into the air, and there were clearly clear palm prints on them.
In an instant, Yan Tie's tall figure stood in front of Yan Jia, with a ferocious smile on his face.
Yan Jia roared angrily, and before his fist power could be unleashed, he was slapped away by Yan Tie.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and his eyes were wide open when he saw Yan Tie breaking into the quiet room he was guarding behind him!
(End of this chapter)