Chapter 239 Seven Arrows
Qingling Mountain.
With the generous help from the local tyrant Zhao family and other wealthy families, the reconstruction of Fang Xiandao's mountain gate went very smoothly.
During this period, Baoshizi and Tonghezi often used their magic to help open mountains and obtain stones, drive away wild beasts, etc., and were rumored to be immortals.
At the same time, the integration of Ning Boshang's militia into Lingshan Prefecture was also going very smoothly.
In Fang Xian's view, this was a crucial step towards gaining control of the Zhou Dynasty court.
Dingzhou is in chaos, and the other states must relax their military preparations.
As long as the imperial court loses its authority again, we can expect many heroes to rise up.
Ning Boshang himself has good qualifications, and with the help of Fang Xiandao, he has a good chance of seizing Lingzhou.
As for loyalty to the court?
Ning Boshang only had a blood feud with Wang Shun, but he was not necessarily loyal to the court.
What's more, even if he had been loyal to the court and reached a certain position, his subordinates would not allow this.
"Let's not talk about this for now... After releasing the Way of Reincarnation this time, the prestige of Fang Xian Dao has greatly increased, and several Dao veins are willing to offer their own inheritance and integrate into my Dao..."
"Especially Baopu Mountain and Xuanyang Sect, which are very influential in Taoism..."
"Now... without the emperor's canonization, our immortal way is also the leader of the Taoist sect..."
Positions such as the chief administrator of all Taoist sects in the world appointed by the imperial court did not actually impose much constraints on the various Taoist sects. For example, if they were ordered to hand over their secret books, each sect would surely fight to the death.
But now, even Fang Xian doesn't need to say anything, all the Taoist sects will obediently hand over their sect's magic weapons and classics, so the power is naturally very different.
And no one can take it away.
"Among them, there is a traitor who directly sold out the imperial court... Is it the relics of the Holy King? It seems that the dragon energy is still quite profound..."
Fang Xian put down a scroll of Taoist scriptures, looked at the attribute bar, and lightly nodded with his mind.
Boom.
The hundreds of classics he had read in recent days flashed before his eyes one by one, and he began to integrate and deduce them.
"My technique, 'Nine Transformations of Gangsha', draws most of its materials from this world. Therefore, by reading Taoist scriptures and the wisdom of predecessors, I can deduce the subsequent changes... But the disadvantage is that it is too influenced by this world. In the next world, it will still be useful, but the effect will inevitably be weakened."
"After all... the way of the alchemist I created is only close to Daluo, but not the real Daluo!"
Fang Xian closed his eyes, and ideas of alchemy flowed through his mind.
"Blood and flesh become one, invisible phantom, gather beasts and control birds, wander the spirit and control the air..."
"This is the fourth transformation I have achieved. The next two transformations should be Vajra Indestructibility and Seven Arrows! One to protect the body, and the other to defeat the nightmare!"
"Six Paths of Transformation is the limit of what my current level of alchemist can support... After that, I need to improve my level of alchemist to achieve it..."
As for the level of alchemists, Fang Xian himself has no idea yet.
After all, breaking from level 3 to level 4 is a huge threshold.
"However, I have some ideas about the next three transformations. They should be 'Calling the Wind and Calling the Rain', 'The World in the Sleeve', and 'The Sun and the Moon in the Pot'!"
These three magical changes are all extremely terrifying.
It goes without saying that he could call the wind and rain, and changing the weather was a power like a natural disaster, enough for one person to destroy a city or even a country.
The universe in the sleeve and the sun and the moon in the pot are about the principles of time and space.
In other words, the way of time and the universe!
Fang Xian estimated that this was a good idea, but he had to wait until he reached the seventh level of alchemy before he could start thinking about it.
Of course, this refers to the path of Daluo Time and Daluo Universe.
Each small world has its own unique rules, just like the previous strange world, as long as you have special characteristics, you can play with time and space at will.
But if we change the world, the other party won’t admit it and it’s still useless.
The time spent in cultivation passed extremely quickly.
Since the alchemist could not advance for the time being, Fang Xian used all the surging calamity power that he had been receiving during this period to practice alchemy.
…
Before I knew it, half a year had passed in the blink of an eye.
This day.
He came with stones to ask for a meeting.
"Master."
As soon as he saw Fang Xian, his expression changed.
Because a golden and iron color appeared on Fang Xian's body at some point, and then quickly dissipated. He knew that this must be an extremely powerful magic technique, and he couldn't help but envy it secretly, and also looked forward to whether he could be taught it.
"It's Bao Shizi, what happened?"
Fang Xian opened his eyes and asked calmly.
"Prince Shun has already taken over Xiangzhou and is said to be building a navy. The armies sent by the imperial court to encircle and suppress the war have been defeated one after another, and the whole world is shocked..."
Bao Shizi said in a clear voice: "Now, the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty is leading the army in person, preparing for a decisive battle at Chibi River."
Chibi River is a section of Zhongtian River in Xiangzhou, which is suitable for water battles.
"Is the Great Zhou Emperor making a desperate bet?" Fang Xian sneered, "No wonder it feels like the court has used fewer tactics these days. It's really quiet..."
Bao Shizi said nothing.
He had long suspected the court's dirty tricks.
And her good friend Miao Yu turned from evil to good and told him everything.
Nowadays, people from all walks of life in Fangxiandao do not have much good feelings towards the Great Zhou court.
Affected by this, even the Taoist sect reduced its support for the Great Zhou and gradually adopted a wait-and-see attitude.
Without the Taoist's help, the Zhou army suffered even greater casualties when facing Wang Shun's army which was helped by monsters.
"Chibi River? That's a good name..."
Fang Xian thought about it and suddenly smiled: "It just so happens that the Great Zhou Emperor wants to use the Holy King's relics to deal with me, so I will give him a great gift first. Tell him to prepare the altar!"
"Obey the law!"
Upon hearing that the Taoist master was about to perform a ritual, Bao Shizi's expression became stern and he retreated respectfully.
…
A few hours later.
The altar was completed, and only true disciples were allowed to watch.
Fang Xian was wearing a Taoist robe and holding a peach wood sword. He looked around and said calmly, "Since the Great Zhou Emperor is targeting me, I will give him a retribution!"
"This art is called Seven Arrows with a Nailed Head... Watch carefully. How much you can comprehend depends on your luck."
After Fang Xian finished speaking, he ignored his stupid disciples, stepped on the Gangbu Dou technique, and pointed the peach wood sword at a scarecrow on the altar.
He swung his sword as fast as lightning and just lifted it up in the air.
whoosh!
A small arrow that was originally placed quietly on the wooden table flew up and automatically sank into the scarecrow's body.
Roar!
Just as the arrow was about to penetrate the scarecrow, a dragon roar was heard in the void.
Tong Hezi, who was watching, narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he saw a golden dragon. Although its scales were broken, it was still full of majesty and roared at Fang Xian.
It’s a pity...it’s useless.
The arrow still pierced the scarecrow.
The golden dragon let out a mournful cry, and another scale was broken, and dark yellow blood spilled.
"Is this... the Nightmare Victory Method?"
"Sure enough...my Taoist magic is not affected by dragon energy!"
"The Great Zhou had already lost two states, and its dragon energy was greatly damaged. Now that the Taoist master has cut off its luck, it's going to be bad! The arrow shot by the teacher today has cut off at least ten years of the Great Zhou's luck!"
Tong Hezi thought to himself, and then listened to Fang Xian saying, "This magic requires driving an arrow into the wall every day, and it will take seven days to complete. You must not use it lightly, because it will harm the harmony of nature. The end of the person who receives the magic is really miserable, too miserable to be horrified to watch..."
