"Brother, I wonder which sect he is from? What is his name?"
Just when Fang Yun felt shocked, a black-robed scholar with a folding fan in his hand flew over, bowed slightly and said with a smile.
At this time, Fang Yun put on the brocade clothes and purple gold crown that he had brought with him when he set out. He looked majestic and conspicuous among the dense crowd.
"I have no family or sect, so you can call me Fang Yun."
Fang Yun smiled calmly.
"Oh," the black-robed scholar's eyes flickered, thinking that Fang Yun did not want to tell his origins. There are many people in the world who are unwilling to tell their origins. He is not surprised.
"I'm the black-feathered scholar Wan Liang. Brother Fang, you can call me Wan Liang." The black-feathered scholar smiled and clapped his folding fan: "Brother Fang, you must have come here for the blood of Kunpeng. It's a pity that Mr. Xuanji has already used his innate
Numerology has calculated that Kunpeng's essence and blood are hidden on the 18th floor of Beiming Cave. It has only been placed on the third floor now. It will take eighteen springs and autumns before the 18th floor will be opened. Before that, it can only rely on brute force.
Breaking in. However, the risk is extremely high. Ancestor Beiming is a great evil man in ancient times, and he is also proficient in innate numerology. Before breaking into the house, there were ambushes and countless forbidden laws. Even if a strong man at the peak of the Reborn Realm enters,
It is also full of dangers, with a narrow escape from death."
"This man seems well-informed."
Fang Yun's mind changed, and he also had the intention to talk: "I saw that there is only a high mountain here, how can there be layers of it? Could it be that this mountain is also divided into layers?"
"Haha," Black Feather Scholar laughed: "Well, you really asked the right person. Ancestor Beiming was a great evil man who was rampant in ancient times. He once obtained a drop of ancient Kunpeng's essence and blood by chance. After being sacrificed,
He has Kunpeng's true body. When he was alive, he didn't need any Taoism. He just opened his mouth and swallowed all his opponents. This is one of the reasons why he became a vicious person in ancient times."
"The space you see now is the space where he combined Kunpeng's instincts and split. The ancestor of Beiming is proficient in numerology. He knew that his life was about to end, so he chose this place as the place of annihilation. In Ji
Before his death, he refined his Kunpeng true body into a magic weapon. It was divided into eighteen layers, each layer containing countless treasures. And the most powerful Kunpeng essence and blood is hidden on the eighteenth underground layer. You
The mountain you see now is his body after death!"
"What!!" Fang Yun was shocked. After death, he turned into a mountain, and it was so tall.
The black-feathered scholar looked at Fang Yun's expression with satisfaction and shook his folding fan: "In ancient times, after the ancient times were destroyed, there are always some things left behind. There are many hidden places like Beiming Cave Mansion. These ancient and even ancient powerful people
However, places where treasures are buried are always full of dangers. Many people in the sect thought of getting some benefits from it, but as a result, not only did they not get any benefits, but many members of the sect died."
"Don't look at the dense crowds of people here. In fact, most of them are not here for Kunpeng's essence and blood. They are here for the treasures in Beiming Cave. The secrets of skills, secret elixirs, and magical weapons are far inferior to Kunpeng's.
Essence and blood are precious, but they are much more realistic than Kunpeng's essence and blood."
Hearing this, Fang Yun immediately calmed down a lot. He raised his head and glanced at the huge mountain range, and thought to himself: "I have got Kunpeng's essence and blood now, but I don't need it. It's not as good as the secret of the skill and the secret elixir."
Rumble!
Just here, there was a huge noise in the distance. When Fang Yun looked up, he saw a sudden flash of thunder and lightning in the majestic mountain peaks. A large number of figures screamed and immediately fell from the air. They were buried in the swamp at the foot of the mountain.
Eat the poisonous insects one by one.
"Hey, another group of people failed!"
The black-feathered scholar looked into the distance, shook his folding fan slightly, and gloated.
Fang Yun took a look and saw some doorways. It was densely packed with at least two to three thousand monks. But most of them were suspended in the air, holding a wait-and-see attitude. It was obvious that they were waiting for others to open the door to a door.
Passage to the third level.
"Brother Wan Liang, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Fang Yun clasped his fists and said. He could see now that this black-feathered scholar might not have a very good background. He is trying to please himself now and tells him all kinds of news, so I'm afraid he doesn't have any good intentions.
"A gentleman doesn't stand behind a dangerous wall. I'd better stay away from him."
After Fang Yun said that, he immediately swept away into the distance.
A trace of astonishment flashed across Scholar Black Feather's eyes. He didn't expect Fang Yun to leave right away.
"Hey, there's some news about my Black Feather Scholar. You'll get it for free. I've inserted a Black Feather Needle into your body. As long as you stay in this space, you won't be able to escape and will be turned into a puppet by me.
fate!"
A sinister light flashed in his eyes, and with a smile on his face, Black Feather Scholar flew towards another Fangwai master who flew in...
When Fang Yun flew by, suddenly, the heaven and earth clock in Dantian flickered on and off, as if giving a warning.
"Huh? Everything was normal before I came in. Why did I just leave? The Heaven and Earth All-Hua Clock has changed like this."
Fang Yun's heart moved and he immediately stopped. As soon as his inner energy surged, he immediately poured into the Heaven and Earth All-Hua Bell. A misty yellow halo spread from his dantian to his whole body. Soon, a black energy like a small calf hair was blown away by this
A ray of light forced him to show up.
"This black-feathered scholar actually dares to hit my attention."
When Fang Yun saw the ox-hair needle, he remembered that he had just been patted on the shoulder by the black-feathered scholar, and a surge of anger suddenly surged in his heart. He thought about it and was about to wipe off the ox-hair needle, but stopped again.
Fang Yun stood in the air, squinting his eyes slightly, and the light in his eyes flickered. In an instant, countless ideas flowed through his mind.
"Hmph, find an opportunity to deal with him again!"
With his attention fixed, Fang Yun stopped paying attention to Scholar Black Feather.
In this space, there are two to three thousand people, either with Qi level or with magic weapons to control the sky. They are not weak in strength. Fang Yun was born in the royal family of the imperial court, and he does not know any of these outsiders.
The mountain in the central space is steep and shrouded in black mist, giving it a strange feeling. At the top of the mountain, there is an arched cave entrance with blue light flashing and a sizzling sound. Around the cave entrance, more than fifty people
The master looked ahead, hesitant, and no one took action.
"Scholar Black Feather said that the first three floors are open. In other words, it is possible to enter. But these people can't get in. They seem to be just pawns, and the real masters haven't come yet."
Fang Yun pondered for a while and felt that no one could get through the restriction to the first floor in a short period of time, so he stopped paying attention.
Fang Yun has the power of three dragons, which is pretty good when placed in the imperial court. But among this group of people, he is not so impressive. There are a lot of people here who have the power of three dragons. There are also a lot of spirits.
A master in this realm exudes a strong aura.
Fang Yun lowered his body, passed through the layers of swamp clouds, and fell downwards. At the foot of the mountain, more than ten feet away from the swamp, there were rugged boulders protruding from the mountain. On the boulders, a man
A Taoist with an expressionless face sits cross-legged, eyes closed and not practicing. Around them, light and shadow change, and flying dragons hover.
Fang Yun took a closer look and was secretly stunned: "These guys have at least the power of three dragons. There are many with the power of ten dragons! How terrifying!"
The aura of these people was too terrifying. Fang Yun did not want to provoke them, so he flew away. At this time, Fang Yun was only about a hundred feet away from the ground.
At this moment, a strong man with bare arms, as strong as an iron tower, flew out of the clouds in the swamp. In his hand, he was holding a poisonous scorpion as big as a calf.
"Brother, I don't know if you have any poison-removing pills on you. I wonder if you can give me a bottle. I can exchange it for a magic weapon."
The strong man spoke, his voice buzzing like a bell.
"Poison pill?" Fang Yun shook his head: "I don't have such a thing."
"See, brother, you are here to practice in this swamp. If you don't want to sell it, forget it. Why lie and say you don't have it?"
The strong man looked unhappy, but seemed unwilling to meet Fang Yun, so he swayed and flew out.
"Come to the swamp to practice?"
Fang Yun glanced at the Taoists on the edge of the swamp, and the poisonous scorpions in the strong men's wrists came to mind. He thought with a thought in his heart:
"Are these people using the poison in the swamp to practice?"
Fang Yun pressed down from the air, and Ding Qing looked around and saw silhouettes of people moving around in the clouds and mist of the swamp, shouting angrily, fighting against the poison in the swamp. They saw violent internal forces sweeping past, swish and swish.
With a few strokes, the poison under the swamp was immediately refined into a blur of flesh and blood. After a few more strokes, it immediately turned into a puff of smoke and dissipated. And the essence of these poisons entered the bodies of those martial arts masters.
"It turns out that the man bought poison pills from me to detoxify these swamp poisons."
Fang Yun suddenly realized.
"hiss!"
At this moment, a sharp scream suddenly came from behind. A large piece of mud flew up, and a black centipede with a body of seven to eight feet long and as thick as a water tank moved with hundreds of legs, as fast as lightning, towards Fang Yun.
Pounced over.
"boom!"
Fang Yun's reaction was not slow, his internal energy reached its peak, and he flew out with a powerful hand seal. The light and shadow behind him changed, and three flying dragons immediately appeared behind him, leaping and changing.
Seeing that he was about to hit the huge poisonous centipede, Fang Yun suddenly had a thought and used a sacrificial method. He heard a hissing sound, and thick poisonous smoke came out from the black centipede.
At the same time, a majestic stream of essence flowed into Fang Yun's body.
"Good guy, you have so much energy! It's almost as good as a thousand-year-old elixir!"
Fang Yun was not surprised but overjoyed. He finally understood why there were so many masters of the power of ten dragons on the protruding rocks. The poisons in this swamp are all good things to replenish vitality. As long as they can be eliminated
With the toxicity of the stock, the internal strength will immediately increase by leaps and bounds.
Fang Yun absorbed the Zhuguo Essence, and his body was nourished and tempered by the Zhuguo Essence. He was already invulnerable to all poisons, so how could he still be afraid of these poisons.
"This place is perfect for practicing the second level of Maha Mudra of Vigor!"
Fang Yun was overjoyed. After absorbing all the Zhuguo essence, his Vigor Mudra had reached the peak of the power of the three dragons. However, because he lacked enough vitality, Fang Yun had not been able to practice the second level of Vigor Mudra.
Handprints. If there are so many swamp poisons here, every one of them is the best elixir for replenishing vitality!
"God is really helping me. Kunpeng's essence and blood will have to wait for several more years, and I don't have any hope. But I have to sacrifice these poisons together."
Fang Yun flicked his wrist, and the Twelve Evil Sword Formation flew out. With a roar, a black cloud turned away, shrouding Fang Yun in it. Fang Yun pulled the bell of heaven and earth, and there was a buzzing sound, and the second golden scroll appeared in Fang Yun.