Chapter 794 The Welfare of the Spirit Slaying Division
In the desert, six disciples walked out of Dongfu and gathered in a certain place.
"The immortal seedlings in the wasteland have fallen? Who do you think will it be?"
Hua Miao Qing asked softly.
Zhao Yilong has no words.
Yu Qingzhi suddenly took out Xuan Tianjing and glanced, and then whispered:
"It's Master Fang."
"Is it him?"
Zhao Jianlong froze for a moment, and looked weird: "Did you die in the hands of Emperor Tianjian?"
In his opinion, there is only one possibility of Fang Chen falling, that is, he met the sword repair of Kunlun Jianzong.
In addition, who dares to make it easy for the other party?
What's more, some time ago, it happened that there was a Kunlun Jianzong Jian Xiu Wu Chang died in Fang Chen's hands.
"The soul lanterns of Fang Shi have not been destroyed, it should be the failure of the baby."
Yu Qingzhi sighed: "Pity his talent, I hope the wasteland can find Master Fang as soon as possible."
"Brother Yu, where does your news come from?"
Zhao Yilong stunned.
Yu Qingzhi: "This incident has caused uproar in the outside world. All parties are discussing. I want to know that the news is not a difficult thing."
Everyone nodded, and did not doubt the source of Yu Qingzhi, because some people also learned about this from Xuantian Mirror.
Wilderness Sutra.
King Ji Xian quietly came to the old man, whispered: "The master of the court, what do you think of Fang Chen?"
"What can I think? Since the soul lamp has not yet extinguished, there is still a variable. If he dies, I will let Ouyang Xuanzhen and others walk through the yin and bring this kid back."
Lao Lao hummed.
Ji Xian Wang slightly stunned: "Isn't this surgery? Isn't this technique lost for many years ..."
"Recently, they were found back again."
Lao Lao sneered.
"Is it worth it, hearing the price of the shade ... Generally, the monks can't bear it. Ouyang Xuan is really expensive as the fairy king, and I am afraid that I will not perform this technique easily."
Ji Xian's king.
Xun Lao glanced at him: "This kid borrowed a pinthstone, saying that he would return to three Shangpin Lingshi. If he really died, you can memorize this account?"
"this……"
Ji Xian Wang Meng took a few steps back, watching the old man dumbfounded: "The master of the courtyard, how can the Shangpin Lingshi borrow it!? Even if there are a few of the wasteland ..."
"I borrowed it? Isn't it you, Mr. Ji."
Xun Lao smiled slightly, got up and patted King Jixian's shoulder, and then left the Temple of Wilderness.
"I ... this old guy wants me to carry a black pot."
King Ji Xian's face is a little ugly. If this matter is learned by another five gentlemen, it is difficult for him to imagine what kind of cold eyes he will face in these years ...
"This kid is really noisy. Even if you want to condense your infant, it will be difficult to defend him for him ..."
King Ji Xian again thought of Fang Chen again, couldn't help scolding, and then hurriedly left here.
He wants to find someone to find Fang Chen back.
Cangdao Mansion, three thousand doors.
The monks in this place were not familiar with Xian Miao's funeral clock, so someone did not respond at first. After the bell sounded for a long time, they gradually understood what happened.
"Everyone, go back to practice, do not manage the bell, it will not sound for a while."
Li Daoye sent Elder Xu and others. As soon as they left, his expression became very dignified.
Xian Miao's funeral.
Today's three thousand doors have only one fairy seedling, that is, Fang Chen.
"Brother Li, this bell ... Does it mean that there is a immortal seedlings fell?"
Fang Yixue walked in, looking at Li Daoye pale.
"Not, don't think about it."
Li Daoye laughed and waved his hand: "Go back and practice well. After your brother comes back, give him a surprise."
Fang Yanxue was doubtful, but when he saw Li Daoye's expression relaxed, he believed half of it and turned to leave.
Make sure no one nearby, Li Daoye suddenly sat on the ground, and the next moment a white gas swept out from his body, covering the whole body.
After about half an hour, Bai Qi suddenly didn't enter Li Dao's body. His face was a little old, his hair was a few strands, but he had a smile on his face.
"Just die."
Nympho
Nympho
The vast sea of magic, the breath of black and white paper people is getting weaker, and the appearance of the two seems to have gradually become translucent.
It has been a few months since Fang Chen's departure from three thousand. In the whole month, they have not found any island suitable for staying.
"How long can you support?"
Fang Chen suddenly spoke.
The white paper man whispered: "It should be able to support it for three months, and the son is rest assured. I will just leave for the time being. When Shizi rebuilt the fairy road, I can call me to appear."
"Rebelling Xiandao ..."
Fang Chen said silently.
In the past few months, he hasn't been idle. He tried to re -cultivate the three thousand methods of entry. Without the blessing of the soul, the progress was not slow or fast.
Based on the progress today, it takes at least three years to re -cast the first fairy vein, becoming the first layer of gas refining.
However, he speculated that at that time, the power of the soul would return again, and the next cultivation would be successful.
It's been a few months in a blink of an eye.
The figure of the black and white paper man is almost completely transparent, but at this time, they still fail to find an island that can be settled.
"I knew so early, just staying on that island."
Black paper man whispered to himself.
Fang Chen smiled, "When you stay there, you will inevitably meet the monks who come to find Miao Yan.
Let me let me go. Although my bones are weaker, it is not difficult to survive in the sea of fairy and demon. "
When I heard Fang Chen calling himself, there was a sudden wave of waves in the sea, and then the candle dragon broke the sea and swimped to Fang Chen.
The relationship between Candle Dragon and Fang Chen is not a symbiotic relationship, so Fang Chen is now repaired at all and has not affected it.
However, its own strength is not strong. It is really necessary to calculate. At most, it is a monster.
The black and white paper man sighed lightly.
The vast fairy and the sea, even if the monk is alone, will encounter danger, not to mention the body of mortals.
This is almost a dead end.
At this moment, a crane sounded, and a giant crane flew out of the void. Its body feathers were all gray -white.
Just for a moment, Juhe came to Fang Chen's feet to catch him.
The black and white paper people have not completely dissipated, and they can't help frowning when they see this scene.
What is the origin of this giant crane?
"The master asked me to send you a place."
Juhe's mouth spit out, and he didn't care about black and white paper people. He only looked at the candle dragon.
"Shizi, a gray feather crane."
White paper man whispered.
Cut Lingshi?
Fang Chen's expression was a little weird. Is the mysterious master who has been staring at him?
"You, where do I go?"
Fang Chen asked softly.
"The master said, if you can rebuild the fairy road, take a look at that place. If you can't, you will be waiting for the end of your life, because you have made several credit in the chopping spirit. This is the welfare for you
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The giant crane flies, and it takes Fang Chen like Fang Chen to the distance like lightning. The speed is much faster than the black and white paper people. This chapter has been completed!