Chapter 67: Magical Powers
Jian Hong'er bowed again, her eyes moving as she said softly, "I have received great kindness from you, sir. I have no way to repay you. I am willing to serve you as your slave and maid. From now on, I will always be with you and make your bed..."
"Saving you was just a casual act. There's no need to do this."
Fang Xian waved his hand and patted the six imperial horses under his seat. The fake horses neighed and immediately flew towards Xu Ding Mountain.
Watching the escaping light disappear, Jian Hong'er's face immediately turned angry: "You blind little brat... you really think I'm willing to throw myself at you! Hehe... no matter how sly and cunning you are, you still have to drink my foot washing water."
When an ordinary female cultivator meets a direct descendant of a famous sect, of course she has to act in a way that pleases him.
What's more, he saved my life. If I don't do this, it will arouse suspicion.
"I have the Taoist method of the Void Cauldron Refining Treasure Technique. As long as I can refine a magical instrument, I can go out and hang out in the human world. I don't know how happy and carefree I will be..."
Jian Hong'er was a smart person. She looked at the sky and quickly chose a direction to escape.
He ran until dark, then found a cave, killed the black bear living in it, and happily began to practice.
Xuding Mountain is famous for its treasure refining skills, and Jian Honger has been coveting the secret Xuding treasure refining technique for a long time.
At this moment, he took out a treasured century-old peach wood heart and chanted the Xu Ding Treasure Refining Mantra.
This spell is also of the Earthly Demon level. If you recite it one thousand eight hundred times with magic power, you can add a layer of Earthly Demon restriction to the magic weapon. The highest level that can be refined is the perfect seventy-second level of Earthly Demon.
Going further up, even the disciple of Xu Ding didn't know the subsequent spells.
As Jian Honger chanted her spell, the wooden heart slowly changed and formed into a wooden hairpin that glowed with light.
Seeing this, Jian Hong'er was even more delighted. She bit her tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on it.
But at this moment, she suddenly felt a black screen in front of her eyes, and the magic power in her body surged, all rushing into the wooden hairpin.
"Is this... a demonic possession?"
Jian Hong'er was horrified, but could do nothing. She watched her body gradually dry up, with streaks of blood on the wooden hairpin.
Finally, a corpse fell to the ground, with a wooden hairpin magic weapon lying next to it.
If someone can discover this place in the future, it will be considered an opportunity.
Jian Hong'er didn't know that the Xu Ding treasure refining technique came from the 'Xu Ding Twelve-Character Secret Technique', which is the fundamental inheritance of the Xu Ding School. The twelve characters are: heaven, earth, yin, yang, treasure, elixir, big, communication, mystery, wonder, law, and forbidden. Each character is a volume of Taoist book.
The ancestor of Xu Ding Sect only got four Taoist books: "Fa", "Bao", "Xuan" and "Jin".
Although the Xu Ding Treasure Refining Technique is genuine, it is extremely easy to backfire if it is not suppressed by the Xu Ding School's skills.
Many independent practitioners think that they can practice after getting a few words, but they don't know that there are so many tricks involved, and countless of them have been deceived.
Jian Hong'er had little magical power, yet she dared to refine magical instruments. She was greedy and thus met with disaster.
In the end, however, all of his essence and blood was absorbed by the wooden hairpin, which was considered a 'human sacrifice', and he barely managed to give the wooden hairpin a level of Earthly Evil restriction, and it finally became a magical weapon of the lowest order.
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Fang Xian didn't know that such a change would happen after he left.
At this time, I wanted to explore Xuding Mountain.
"Master! It's him!"
While they were flying, a black cloud suddenly floated towards them. There were two people on it. If one of them was not Hei Yuan, who else could he be?
"You are the one who injured my apprentice?"
The Black Yuan Master urged the black cloud to block Fang Xian's way, revealing his true form, which was also a burly man.
"Hmm? Divine Ability Realm?"
Fang Xian narrowed his eyes slightly.
A cultivator at the level of supernatural powers can not only fly in the flesh and enter and exit the blue sky, but can also prolong his life, which is no small feat.
Just looking at this guy's magic power, it is also very complicated.
"Exactly!"
The big man shouted and stretched out his hand to grab.
A black gas transformed into a dragon, with a force ten times greater than that of the disciple, and pounced towards Fang Xian.
Fang Xian seemed quite surprised and fled on his Liuyu horse.
Hei Yuan was watching from the side, and his heart was burning with excitement: "This magic weapon is great, I have to find a way to ask Master to give it to me."
Suddenly, Fang Xian stretched out his hand and threw it backwards. A beam of yellow light flew out, and he shouted, "Look at the flying sword!"
The Black Yuan Master was shocked and his magic power surged out. The black dragon roared and stretched out its huge claws.
With just a light grab, he caught the yellow light in his hand, and a talisman flying sword appeared, which shattered with a pinch.
“Ha…hahaha…this is also considered a flying sword? Do you want to make me laugh to death so that you can inherit my treasure bag?”
The Black Yuan Master laughed.
Suddenly, nine fire snakes appeared in the clouds below!
Fang Xian released the flying sword with the original intention of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west. He secretly seized the Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire Mirror and released nine fire snakes.
raging!
The power of the magic weapon is not ordinary. The nine fire snakes pounced in the middle, and no matter what kind of protective spells were used, they were burned to ashes.
Master Hei Yuan and his disciple were burned to death by the true fire without a sound!
Fang Xian waved his hand, and a small black gourd fell into his hand.
With a probe of his spiritual consciousness, he directly refined the magic power of the original owner, opened the mouth of the gourd, and revealed a void.
It’s not big, just the size of a compartment, and it holds a lot of things.
"Is there really something hidden inside? It's a good treasure..."
Looking at the spiritual grains, clothes, fire, pots and pans inside, Fang Xian's face flashed with joy.
People who practice Taoism will not carry a large bag wherever they go. They must have a storage device to be considered an immortal.
If he had more things on him, it would have been a burden, but the black gourd just solved his urgent problem.
"Meeting me is also your calamity!"
Fang Xian's spiritual sense swept over every inch and found two evil magic weapons, a bone hammer and a bone banner. Both were made by the cultivator in the supernatural power realm. However, he was careless for a moment and did not use them to fight the enemy. As a result, he was killed by the enemy's sudden outburst. It was a bit unfair.
In addition, there is a piece of bone, on which is recorded the practice method of these two people, called - "Xuan Gang Demon Dragon Method"!
It is a method of entering the Tao through martial arts, but the spells recorded in it are only at the level of formulas, and the highest level one can cultivate can only be the level of supernatural powers, and it is impossible to reach the threshold of forming an elixir in a lifetime.
This kind of people at the supernatural power level would also be humiliated if they met disciples from famous sects.
Fang Xian didn't care that he killed a person in the supernatural realm easily. He still rode his horse and came to Xuding Mountain.
The mountain is green all over and full of spiritual energy. From a distance it looks like a small tripod, which is indeed quite strange.
At this time, a lot of escaping lights had gathered at the foot of the mountain.
When Fang Xian landed, he saw a group of monks who had built some houses with magic and gathered together, not knowing what they were waiting for.
