Volume 2: The Demonic World Chapter 603 Fang Jie
"The Poison Emperor's arm was actually cut off by him!!" a powerful man exclaimed.
This seemed incredible to them. After all, Wang Xian had only temporarily mastered the combat power of the Tao with the help of external objects.
They are truly powerful people who have entered the Dao.
"The Poison King's abilities all come from using poison. He is weak in a head-on battle. It is normal for him to have one of his arms cut off unexpectedly. Let's see how I subdue this kid!" said a man in green.
Almost at the same time as the words were spoken, a mysterious light flew out from his sleeves, and that mysterious light turned into a cone-shaped weapon, heading straight towards Wang Xian at an extremely fast speed.
Wang Xian concentrated his mind and raised the spiritual sword in his hand from bottom to top.
Wow!
clang~!
The knife light cut through the air and knocked the conical weapon away, but the spirit cone instantly dispersed and turned into dozens of small spirit cones, attacking various parts of Wang Xian's body.
At the critical moment, Wang Xian was surrounded by purple mist, blocking these spirit cones outside his body.
The opponent's attack was blocked, and at the same time, someone else took action.
It was a flying sword shining with green light.
The flying sword broke through Wang Xian's purple cloud defense in an instant and landed on his body.
clang~!
It was like the sound of metal colliding, but Wang Xian's body was not damaged at all.
Lin Qianxing smiled from a distance.
Wang Xian merged with the Zixiazhu born from Zixia Mountain, which was equivalent to walking the path of harmony with the Tao.
Now he is the purple rosy bead itself.
Its body is as strong as a divine object, and ordinary Taoist weapons cannot break it.
Wang Xian's body was knocked out and hit the ground, destroying a large area of soil, but unexpectedly, he was fine.
His courage also grew.
He flew directly into the air and fought against the flying sword and spirit shuttle.
His moves became more and more perfect, and he gradually became familiar with the use of his own strength.
"If we wait any longer, he will probably completely integrate with the divine object. How long are you going to wait?" the monk who was using the spirit shuttle suddenly spoke up.
Hearing the sound, the other spectators used their minds to scan the area and attacked almost at the same time.
There were a total of eight monks in the Mountain Moving Realm. At this time, each of them displayed their magical powers and attacked Wang Xian.
Various mysterious lights flashed in the sky, and the shadow of a divine object appeared, ready to suppress Wang Xian.
Facing this attack, even if Wang Xian merged with Zixiazhu, he would not be able to confront it head-on.
However, there is no way to escape it.
He gritted his teeth, ready to fight to the death using the deadly moves from his family's sword technique.
A purple tiger shadow that was a hundred feet tall appeared in the void, and was about to be slashed by his sword.
However, at this moment, for some reason, the words that Lin Qianxing had said to him before suddenly emerged in his mind.
"What if this is a feint?"
After integrating with Zixiazhu, his understanding has also been greatly improved.
At this moment he also woke up.
Indeed, isn’t this just a feint?
It's just not obvious.
Ninety-nine percent of his strength was reserved for the purpose of escape.
"Be careful, this kid is going to fight to the death." someone exclaimed.
The power was so terrifying and sharp that it seemed as if he was willing to exchange his death for injury.
Anyone who sees this kind of attitude will be scared.
So the eight powerful men hesitated for a moment, fearing that the knife was aimed at them.
However, it was just this moment of hesitation that caused Wang Xian to turn into purple light and quickly disappear into the sky.
Boom~!
The attacks of the eight mighty ones easily shattered the tiger's phantom, which fell to the ground and caused severe damage.
“I’ve been tricked!”
They were so angry that they didn't expect that the cooked duck would fly away.
Lin Qianxing ate the last piece of rabbit meat and walked leisurely towards Zixia City.
The powerful man in the Mountain Moving Realm named Poison Emperor glanced at Lin Qianxing with his divine sense, and immediately felt that there was an opportunity.
It is obvious that Lin Qianxing is a colleague of Wang Xian. If Lin Qianxing is caught, more information about Wang Xian can be obtained. Maybe the treasure will be destined to be with him.
So he took decisive action, trying to capture Lin Qianxing in his palm.
"He actually got there first!" a powerful man said in annoyance.
However, before the sigh from the divine thought ended, the Poison Emperor had already fallen silent.
He stood there in a daze, his life force quickly dissipating.
Bang !
The Poison King fell to the ground, stirring up countless dead branches and rotten leaves.
The remaining seven masters looked at each other, feeling a little scared.
If they had taken action, they would probably have been the ones to die.
Lin Qianxing returned to Zixia City and quickly found Wang Xian.
"What happened after you were hit by the purple light?" Lin Qianxing pretended to be ignorant.
"It can be considered as some opportunities." Wang Xianhan said nonsense, and then he said: "Lin Kong, Master Murong Shan of Xuanwu Division asked me to join Xuanwu Division, do you want to join me?"
"Forget it. I can enter the Xuanwu Division on my own. I will come next year. Since you have this luck, just do your best." Lin Qianxing said.
Seeing Lin Qianxing's serious look, Wang Xian stopped forcing it.
He actually had no choice.
He has a treasure in his possession, and if he does not join the Xuanwu Division now, he doesn’t know how much covetousness he will have to face in the future.
Now only Xuanwu Division can protect him.
"I'll wait for you at Xuanwusi." Wang Xian said.
"You haven't forgotten your dream, right?" Lin Qianxing said.
"Of course I haven't forgotten it, it has already been realized." Wang Xian said with a smile.
As the voice fell, a purple air flew out from Wang Xian and was obtained by Lin Qianxing.
The richness of the purple air surprised Lin Qianxing.
I don’t know what kind of impact he will have on the world in the future.
…
Xizhou.
Shenyong Gate.
As an ancient sect that has declined, their sect now seems to be in a state of disarray.
All the buildings in the sect are in a dilapidated state, and there are not enough spirit stones needed for the sect’s protective .
Now there are less than two hundred people in the entire sect.
Compared with the grand occasion of tens of millions of people in its heyday, Shenyong Gate is now as desolate as it can be.
Yu Yougang, the leader of the Shenyong Sect, looked at the newly recruited disciples and calculated the future distribution of spirit stones on his fingers.
The sect now only has one spirit stone vein left that can produce some low-grade spirit stones. This is the sect's biggest income, but it is barely enough to cover the sect's disciples' training expenses.
In addition, the sect would also grow some spiritual herbs and raise some spiritual beasts to sell, and occasionally they could do some business of exorcising demons, but they couldn't make much money from these.
When he took over the Shenyong Sect from his master, he said that he wanted to develop the sect to prosperity and vowed to bring it back to its peak.
But when you actually put it into practice, you realize how difficult it is.
They are too poor.
They were so poor that they couldn’t even train a disciple with a little talent.
Fortunately, he was lucky, and in this Ascension Conference he actually managed to find a disciple that other sects didn't want.
This disciple is only fifteen years old, but he had already reached the true realm two years ago.
It was just that his tendons and veins were damaged a year ago. Although they were barely connected, they were still severely blocked, so many sects looked down on him.
But he doesn't mind.
He himself is only a cultivator at the Fusion Realm. Even if this child's meridians are damaged and his talent is severely affected, without saying too much, it should not be a problem for him to reach the Fusion Realm one day, right?
Moreover, their sect also has a mysterious ancestor who had easily helped solve problems when they encountered trouble many times before, so maybe he could solve this matter as well.
"The rest of the disciples continue to do their morning lessons. Fang Jie, you follow me." Yu Yougang said to Fang Jie.
Soon, Fang Jie stepped out of the crowd and followed Yu Yougang to the outside of a cave.
Yu Yougang said: "Ancestor, the sect has recruited a new disciple, who is extremely talented, but unfortunately his body has been damaged..."
After Yu Yougang finished speaking, a voice came from inside after a long time.
"Let him in."
"Thank you, ancestor." Yu Yougang said politely.
After saying that, Yu Yougang gave Fang Jie some instructions, telling him not to overstep the boundaries when meeting the ancestor, and then let Fang Jie enter the cave.
Fang Jie was full of curiosity.
He walked towards the cave.
In fact, he was already a human being in his second life. A year ago, he was envied by some people, who set up a trap to harm him and his family. However, he turned a disaster into a blessing, and actually figured out the mystery in his womb and awakened his innate wisdom.
In his previous life, he had reached the realm of picking stars, and died when he was only one step away from the realm of taking the moon.
In this life, he felt that he could definitely go one step further and reach the Moon-Naking Realm, and even have a chance to compete for the Sainthood that only takes a million years to breed.
The most urgent thing is to heal the injuries on your body first.
Originally, this body had the talent to enter the Tao, but it was damaged by poison. If it weren't for a magical medicine left by my father before his death that barely repaired part of his body, he would have been reincarnated by now.
But now it's okay, at least he is alive.
As long as you are alive there is hope.
As he was thinking, he found that the space around him seemed to have changed. The world in front of him became more and more spacious. As he walked, he actually came to a small world.
The spiritual energy in this small world is extremely abundant, comparable to the blessed lands of some large sects, and spiritual herbs that are hundreds or thousands of years old are everywhere.
Even though Fang Jie had seen a lot of the world, he couldn't help but show a look of surprise at this moment.
Since Shenyongmen is such a blessed place, why did it develop into that state?
He couldn't figure out the problem.
But at this moment, he felt a little excited.
He originally thought that his injuries could never be healed, but now that he thinks about it, that may not be the case.
The Shenyong Sect is indeed an ancient sect that has existed for more than a million years, and its heritage is truly profound.
Fang Jie followed the road and soon arrived at a simple residence.
Inside the residence, a large bronze cauldron with four legs stood in the middle, with earth fire underneath and some magical medicine being cooked inside the cauldron.
At this time, a young man in blue came out of the house. When he saw him, he pointed at the tripod and said without waiting for him to speak: "You've come just in time. Jump in by yourself."
Fang Jie took a look at the boiling liquid medicine, looking a little dazed, and asked, "May I ask if this is a senior from the Shenyong Sect?"
"I guess so. They all call me the ancestor." Lin Qianxing nodded and said, "Don't you want to heal your wounds? Just take off your clothes and jump in to wash."
Fang Jie fell silent. He always felt that Lin Qianxing was lying to him.
"Senior, are you joking? Isn't there a gentler way?" Fang Jie said hesitantly .
If he jumped directly into the boiling medicine liquid boiled by the earth fire, wouldn't he get skinned alive?
"Something milder?" Lin Qianxing thought for a moment and nodded, "Yes, I raised some poisonous insects before, you can roll around in there and it will be the same."
As he spoke, he waved his hand and opened the window of a room, revealing various poisonous insects with bared fangs and claws inside.
Lin Qianxing threw a hairless spirit pig in, and in a flash not even a bone was left.
"Gudong~!" Fang Jie swallowed his saliva and looked at Lin Qianxing with eyes full of surprise and suspicion.
"Choose one!" Lin Qianxing said with a smile.
"Can it be cured?" Fang Jie asked.
"No." Lin Qianxing said.
Fang Jie tried to run, but before he could even swing his arms, Lin Qianxing grabbed him, threw him into the cauldron, and closed the lid .
In an instant, Fang Jie felt a terrifying high temperature enveloping his entire body, and he had to circulate his internal energy to resist it.
"I'm an excellent alchemy expert, don't worry!" Lin Qianxing said from outside.
Fang Jie, who felt as if his whole body was on fire, became even more worried after hearing this. He struggled desperately to escape, but it was in vain. The lid of the tripod seemed to weigh hundreds of thousands of pounds, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make it shake at all.
A look of despair appeared on his face, and he sighed in his heart that he had been cheated this time when he came to Shenyong Mountain!!!
