"Roar!"

Although the sixth-level poisonous dragon phantom transformed by the Xuanming Banner is not as good as the real sixth-level dragon, its magical power is truly extraordinary.

Not to mention, there is also the original poison of the old dragon that returned to the void.

According to Fang Xi's opinion, even if Fu Wuer was entangled by this poisonous dragon, he would have died long ago.

How did the scholar surnamed Yi live to this day?

As soon as he let go of his spiritual thoughts, he immediately understood.

I saw a pure white building struggling in the endless poisonous mist. The building was square in shape, with cornices and brackets, like an academy, and the sound of reading could be heard all around.

A faint layer of white light emerged, even resisting the poisonous fog!

"Confucianism, Taoism, supernatural power, aura of awe-inspiring... It is said that if you practice to the extreme, you can be invulnerable to all kinds of things... Now it seems that it really does mean something."

Fang Xi smiled slightly, Confucianism had many special magical powers, and it seemed reasonable to be able to resist poisonous mist.

Not to mention, it is only a matter of time before this academy-like palace is already crumbling and destroyed due to the erosion of the poisonous mist.

Moreover, Xuanming Banner had no one to preside over before, so it has been struggling until now.

When Fang Xi, the great master of the formation, took action, a Nine Netherworld River swept across, and countless Xuanming Divine Sand flew out.

Puff!

Countless huge holes suddenly appeared on the Zhengqi Palace.

The loud sound of reading was gradually suppressed by the sound of flowing black water...

The palace door opened, and the figure of the scholar surnamed Yi appeared. His spiritual consciousness said: "Senior, I am not familiar with that surnamed Fu. This is all a misunderstanding... I am the official captain of the Tianfan Army. Please invite me, senior."

Hold your hand high..."

"Haha, it's just Fu Wuer. In my opinion, you are the real mastermind, right?"

Fang Xi sneered, looking at the scholar surnamed Yi's expression that suddenly changed, and said nothing.

The poisonous dragon phantom cheered, and when it merged with the Nine Netherworld River, it seemed to have a real entity, and its strength skyrocketed!

Hoho!

With a roar of the dragon, one of its claws landed on the Zhengqi Palace.

A damaged gap suddenly appeared in the palace, and endless poisonous mist poured in.

Boom!

A burst of pure white air suddenly rose up, clearing away the poisonous mist, and a white light tried to escape.

puff!

Pieces of sacred sand hit the white light, causing the white light to sway continuously, and finally the terrified face of the scholar surnamed Yi appeared.

Wow!

Xuanming's heavy water poured into his body, causing his magic power to continuously dissipate, and the light of several life-saving talismans in his hands dimmed instantly.

call out!

A dark red light blade flashed past, and the body of the scholar surnamed Yi was split into two, revealing a bewildered Nascent Soul.

The dark magic hand grabbed Nascent Soul and brought him to Fang Xi.

"Senior...spare my life..."

The scholar surnamed Yi has a sharp voice and does not have the integrity of a scholar at all.

Fang Xi laughed evilly, and the secret knowledge of the devil penetrated into the person's facial features, and began to search for the soul...

After a moment, he casually threw out a ball of six-rayed demonic flames to turn the Nascent Soul into ashes, with a look of deep thought on his face:

"This man named Yi is actually not a member of the Heavenly Brahma Army. He secretly joined an organization and ordered it to recruit more ascended monks..."

"Although there is no evidence, I think it is still related to Chang Qingzi..."

Fang Xi touched her chin and grabbed it casually.

The man's storage bag fell into his hands, he flipped it over a little, and then took out a stack of papers.

These papers are all white and exude the fragrance of ink, which is easily reminiscent of descriptions such as "learn to be rich and have five cars".

But the light flashed in Fang Xi's eyes, and she could see the wisps of scarlet color deep in the paper.

"Wanmin paper, the paper used for the top talismans of the Confucian sect... can be made by depleting one's own awe-inspiring aura, but it can also be refined by absorbing the 'literary aura' of many great Confucians through evil methods..."

"This pile of Wanmin paper is obviously the latter!"

Fang Xi sighed.

It is not easy to refine a piece of Wanmin paper. Judging from the number of this stack, this monk named Yi has at least taken the literary spirit of thousands of Confucian scholars.

Such behavior is somewhat difficult in the Earthly Immortal Realm. After all, it would be very troublesome to do such a thing without being discovered.

But if you were in the lower realm, you wouldn't have these worries.

This scholar named Yi is also an ascended monk!

"This person's world is also unlucky. It seems that before he ascended, he really harmed many Confucian disciples. He can be said to have broken the cultural line of the world..."

Fang Xi shook her head.

Some contraband items are difficult to refine in the immortal world, but there is no big concern in the lower world.

The man surnamed Yi is also a good boy. Before his ascension, he gathered a lot of good things for himself...

Fang Xi now likes several of them very much.

In particular, a set of pens, inks, paper and inkstones, used to refine talismans, should have good results.

"And the Tianyuan Sacred Fruit Tree?"

This fruit is only effective for monks who transform themselves into gods, and Fang Xi doesn't like it very much now.

However, when refining some sixth-level elixirs, this tree spirit fruit also has value as an auxiliary medicine.

and……

The growth of the Earth Fairy Realm requires rich vitality and species diversity.

During this time, Fang Xi himself traveled around the world, collecting all kinds of rare spiritual objects, and at the same time moved all kinds of objects that caught his eye into the earthly fairy realm.

Because of this, the Ten Thousand Mu Mother Qi in the spiritual realm can surge to about three hundred acres in one go.

As more and more rare and exotic species are collected, there are fewer and fewer spiritual roots that can cause fluctuations in the earthly fairy realm.

Fang Xi's progress in cultivation began to decrease visibly to the naked eye.

Although it is still faster than those returning to the void cultivators who have worked hard, I don't know how long it will take to reach the peak of the early stage of returning to the void.

If you want to speed up the progress, you still have to spend money!

When the spiritual roots that are basically risk-free from the lower realm are collected, it will naturally be the turn of the immortal realm.

The Tianyuan Sacred Fruit Tree does not exist in the Immortal Realm today, but it can be transplanted.

There are coordinates in the memory of the scholar named Yi.

Fang Xi identified the direction and suddenly turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the depths of the swamp.

…

Hiss!

A few days later.

Fang Xi manipulated the vitality of heaven and earth to transform into countless wild beasts, including wild beasts like wolves and tigers, which were lifelike and were besieging a hybrid snake!

The body of this snake is thousands of feet long, each scale is the size of a water basin, and there are countless complex and ferocious patterns on its surface, as if it had been ironed.

It raised its neck and continuously sprayed poisonous mist from its mouth.

This kind of mist shows a gray-white color, and there are strange faces inside, wailing in pain, which makes people shudder...

Wherever the gray-white mist passed, a wild beast wolf screamed and suddenly exploded, turning into endless raindrops of spiritual energy.

But soon, another white cloud floated over and turned into a white cloud dragon, entangled with the Soul Brand Snake...

"Sure enough, it's evil spirit... maybe this snake has a little bit of the blood of the ' evil snake'..."

Fang Xi hid in the sky, watching this scene and murmuring to herself.

The 'bad energy' is very vicious, like poison but not poison, like plague but not plague. Even the physiques of high-level immortal cultivators cannot resist it.

If this deity were here, with his evergreen body, he might not be afraid of such bad energy, but he would still have to worry about it.

"In the chapter about his magical power of turning back to the void, his secret technique of transforming all things is really sharp... Using the vitality of heaven and earth to transform into forms, every wild beast has the cultivation of god transformation, and is not afraid of any bad energy, dragging it into a mixed snake.

It’s so frustrating…”

"It's a pity that this hybrid snake seems to be of average talent, and the bloodline it inherited is not strong, and it has a sinister temperament... It's better not to raise it, just kill the Lianbao directly."

The real 'Snake' is an existence that stands at the top of wild beasts and can compete with the real dragons and phoenixes of the demon clan.
To be continued...