Chapter 92: Are you trying to trick me into making that pair of repairing furnaces?
"Li Feiyu thanks senior sister for your love!"
Fang Xiu stood up and saluted, with a look of joy on his face.
As a wandering cultivator in the wilderness with no family or sect, it is such a blessing to be able to enter one of the seven holy places in the world to practice.
If he refuses, wouldn't it be like a mouse licking a cat's butt and seeking death?
"First come with me to the Silver Light City. After I finish my work, I will take you back to the Xuanding Yinshan Sect!"
Zi Yan smiled and said: "Our Xuanding Yinshan Sect is very much in need of a handsome and well-figured brother like you!"
"this……!"
Fang Xiu was startled when he heard this, and there was a tangled color in his eyes.
His eyes flickered uncertainly, as if a fierce ideological struggle was going on in his heart.
After a moment, his eyes condensed, a look of determination appeared on his face, and he made a difficult decision.
"Thank you for your kindness, senior sister. It's a pity that I may not have the chance to be with your sect!"
Fang Xiu let out a long sigh: "I am leaving home this time to escort the ashes of a senior back to my hometown. I have been entrusted by others and am a loyal person. Since I promised, I must do it!"
If Zi Yan directly gave him a letter of recommendation or a token for being an outer disciple of the Xuanding Yinshan Sect, Fang Xiu would accept it.
After all, he has nothing to deal with Master Rouyu, and Master Qingsong also has a pigtail in his hands.
If one day you can't stay in Xuantian Haozong any longer, you can run away early and go to Xuanding Yinshan Sect to hang out.
But traveling together?
forget it.
The lessons from the past are still there, how could he fall twice in the same place!
What's more, this woman's behavior is very abnormal. She gave away a sect disciple as soon as she met?
Are you afraid that you have other plans?
Xuanding Yinshan Sect?
Could it be that you want to trick me into making that dual cultivation furnace?
It’s terrible, how could Fang Xiu just eat the soft rice he came from!
"you sure?"
Zi Yan was shocked.
She fast-forwarded through all the plots of Fang Xiu since the show started airing.
I didn't realize this guy could act.
He also has a very good psychological quality and can tell lies without even turning red.
"Senior Sister Shuang, if we meet again by chance, please leave slowly without seeing me off!"
Fang Xiu arched his hands.
"Well, that's okay!"
Zi Yan could only nod. She looked at the woods in the distance and then at the sun in the sky: "It's getting late. It's not safe for a girl like me to walk at night. I'd better stay here for one night!"
"It's getting late?"
Fang Xiu looked up at the sun that had just risen and fell into silence.
This bitch is definitely trying to figure him out.
Fang Xiu calmly held up the fishing rod, moved a few dozen meters to the side, and tightened his belt, feeling a little relieved.
Fortunately, although Zi Yan refused to leave, she never deliberately got close to Fang Xiu.
She sat cross-legged on the bank with her eyelids lowered, made a magic formula, and started practicing.
Fang Xiu was squatting aside fishing. Although he was far away from this mysterious Shuangzi girl, he did not dare to take it lightly.
I always have a little bit of my mind and pay attention to every move of Miss Shuang.
"call"
As time slowly passed, Zi Yan's cultivation gradually improved.
A faint halo appeared all over her body, and countless spiritual points as tiny as dust came from all directions, converging and swirling around her.
She opened her mouth to breathe, and streams of white air came out of her mouth and nose. They were so majestic and far-reaching that they even condensed into cyclones in mid-air.
The light spots surrounding her body were submerged in the cyclone, pouring into her body like a funnel.
Gradually, her body also emitted waves of hot flames, rising upwards.
"The flames gather in the cauldron!"
Zi Yan scolded lightly, and the flames condensed into a simple and heavy giant cauldron.
"call!"
Zi Yan exhaled again, like a fierce beast, and the lake surface swished and was split into two halves by the air waves.
Zi Yan jumped into the air and landed in the middle of the small lake. Her body shook, and the giant cauldron of flame waves buzzed. The terrifying and fiery aura swallowed up the entire small lake in an instant.
All the water in the lake evaporates and turns into billowing mist, covering the area for miles around like a fairyland.
"This is too exaggerated!"
Fang Xiu raised his fishing rod and was caught off guard.
At the bottom of the lake in front of me, a few unlucky lake fish had their eyes wide open. They had no idea what was going on. Their faces were confused and confused. They were lying in the dry mud and looked at each other with Fang Xiu.
Then Fang Xiu stretched out his hand and grabbed it ashore, serving it as a roasted dinner.
"You can't catch fish anymore!"
Fang Xiu looked at the condensed steaming mist above, and suddenly remembered that he had not practiced the Yunlin Prison Suppressing Technique from Yao Chen for a few days.
Since leaving the sect, Xian Zhou has no time to practice, and in the cold and bitter cold land, there is no mist-shrouded environment, so his practice has been put on hold.
At this time, there are clouds and mist overhead, which is the best time to practice.
Fang Xiu took out the Nine-Aperture Golden Pill from his arms and threw it into the air.
The black golden elixir droplets swirled around, and the mist and mist rolled in. They were absorbed by the golden elixir, forming a vortex about a hundred meters wide.
After a while, the golden elixir finally stopped absorbing and flew back to Fang Xiu's hand.
He gently held the golden elixir, dripped the cloud liquid condensed in the nine holes onto the skin of his right arm, and imagined the shape of the unicorn in his mind.
The cloud liquid moved slowly, as if it was alive, and formed a lin head pattern on the skin of his right arm.
But for some reason, the newly condensed Lin Shou and the Yun Lin power that originally existed in his right arm created mutually repelling and collision forces as soon as they came into contact.
It's like two completely different attributes, hostile to each other and unable to coexist.
"Is it because the Yunlin power on my arm has been refined by spiritual power?"
Fang Xiu thought of a possibility.
Then he activated the spiritual power within his body to wrap the newly formed prototype of Yunlin, destroying the original attribute power inside it.
"Buzz"
Sure enough, after being imbued with spiritual power, the newly condensed Yunlin prototype became more agile and domineering. It no longer rejected the Yunlin power on his right arm and merged into one in an instant.
"Yunlin suppresses the prison!"
Fang Xiu clenched his fist, and a phantom of Yunlin appeared around his right arm.
He randomly punched out, Yunlin roared, and the air within ten meters around him shook. The power was terrifying!
"It's a pity that Yunlin's prison-suppressing skill can only be practiced once a day. If there is no limit to the number of times, my strength will definitely improve by leaps and bounds!"
"By the way, the Wu Shi Dao Yuan Sutra that I practice is a heaven-level technique. The spiritual power attribute can easily destroy the internal power of Yunlin's prototype. What if I use spiritual power to immerse myself in the Nine Holes Golden Pill?"
Fang Xiu's heart moved, and he activated the spiritual power in his body to seep into the Nine Holes Golden Pill.
"boom"
As soon as the spiritual power entered the golden elixir, Fang Xiu's heart began to tremble violently.
In the Nine Holes Golden Pill, he felt an extremely powerful force.
Although the nature of this power is not as refined and condensed as the spiritual power of the Beginningless Principle Source Sutra, it is like a huge mountain stretching across the earth, making people look up to and revere.
The spiritual power condensed like divine iron is as small as an ant in front of the huge mountain.
However, on this giant mountain, Fang Xiu faintly felt a familiar aura, which was very similar to the Yunlin patterns condensed on his arms, but slightly different.
Fang Xiu had a feeling that there were countless powerful Yunlin suppressed in the mountains!