Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Five Ghosts Evening Moon
The young Taoist devoured the soul and refined the soul within it, and at the same time, he was tainted by the evil spirit. Every one of them was a huge sin!
It’s okay if disaster doesn’t happen!
Once it falls, it will be a disaster of destruction.
The young Taoist died, his body was cut in half, and he could no longer die.
He was once a master in the heaven and earth realm, but was suppressed by the gods and cultivated and came to the territory of the Yan Kingdom to hunt down mortals and seize divinity. However, he ended up in such an end, which made people sigh and sigh.
"Anyone who commits injustice will be punished by his own death!"
Fang Yue looked at the skeleton lying on the ground without any compassion. Killing requires principles and bottom lines!
Violating the law of heaven and killing mortals has touched the bottom line of the law of heaven. No matter how great the reason is, it is difficult to atone for his sin.
"I took his soul away!"
A faint voice sounded from Fang Yue's side.
A ghost servant appeared, wearing a black robe, but revealing a delicate face.
"My name is Xiyue, and I am a ghost official from the underworld. I have jurisdiction over the reincarnation of life and death within a radius of 50,000 miles around the Yan Kingdom!"
The ghost did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he took the initiative to introduce him. His left arm was wrapped with a thick black iron chain. The other end of the iron chain locked the young Taoist's ankle, making it impossible for him to escape!
"You were the one who told the old man's innocent soul to seek help from me?"
Fang Yue grinded his teeth with hatred, this was not something that was within his scope.
This matter seemed to be calm and indifferent, and was solved easily by Fang Yue. But in fact, few people knew about the danger involved.
This young Taoist has an extraordinary background and is a great master of the heaven and earth realm. Although his cultivation has been suppressed by the world of Yan Kingdom, his real combat experience and magical powers are still at the level of the heaven and earth realm.
If Fang Yue hadn't been hit by a thunderstorm, he would have been beaten to death by this young Taoist!
The path of cultivation is one step at a time.
The understanding of various magical powers and methods in the Heaven and Earth Realm is completely different from that in the Xiantian Realm!
"There is no old man, only myself!"
Xiyue smiled. He was as harmless as a boy next door.
Fang Yue turned his face, and sure enough, the old man's evil spirit had disappeared.
Fang Yue rolled his eyes and realized that the old man's evil spirit was actually the ghost.
"I'm telling you! How can a mortal soul escape from a master of the heaven and earth realm? You can obviously do it yourself, why do you let me help?"
Fang Yue had already made up his mind to find out the truth.
Otherwise, he would be unwilling to do so.
He has always been the only one who deceives others. When will other high-ranking officials be deceived? "Heaven and earth reincarnate, and everything is orderly! We, as ghosts in the underworld, seduce souls! We can only do this to the dead."
We cannot judge and attack people who are not extremely evil and unforgivable. We cannot kill people at will and rob others of their longevity! Especially for practitioners who have reached the realm of heaven and earth, their life span can easily reach 810 years.
Thousands, we cannot take them away at will!
But you are different. The ghost in the world is a monk. You kill him without violating the order of heaven and earth!"
Xiyue explained clearly.
But Fang Yue is still unwilling to give in. When did he become a good person who upholds justice!
And after narrowly escaping from death, he needs some compensation.
"Didn't you just say that there will be benefits after I kill this guy? Now that this guy is dead, what about the benefits?"
Fang Yue rolled his eyes and started asking for benefits.
If Xiyue couldn't give it, Fang Yue would be ready to throw a tantrum.
"There is no question about the benefits! He swallows souls and contains divinity. These divinities cannot be taken into the underworld. I can peel them off and deliver them to you!"
Xiyue always kept a smile. He placed a finger on the young Taoist priest's soul.
The young Taoist priest was confused and a ball of colorful divine light the size of a baby appeared.
This is what is called divinity.
The young Taoist priest ventured into the Yan Kingdom for this thing.
Fang Yue carefully put it away without refining it. He knew that Xiyue must have something to say later.
Sure enough, when Xiyue saw that Fang Yue had restrained the temptation of divinity and only refined it carefully instead of immediately, there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes. "Although this divinity is a good thing,
But it cannot be refined into one's own soul. Each god comes to the world and gives birth to different divinities. Only by truly becoming a god and the divinity born from the depths of one's own soul can one gather faith and understand the way of heaven! Others'
Divinity, in the refining of the soul.
Although it can temporarily improve your understanding, it is like poison and will turn you into a demon!"
Xiyue revealed the secret hidden in divinity.
Only then did Fang Yue understand why the young Taoist priest became like this.
"Then what use did you give me? Are you poisoning it to harm others?"
Fang Yue curled his lips and showed a disdainful expression towards Xiyue.
Xiyue's smile remained the same, gentle and elegant, like a Western gentleman.
In comparison, Fang Yue seemed to be very unqualified. He introduced slowly and unhurriedly: "If you meet a real god and sacrifice this ball of divinity, he will probably like it very much and grant you the power to become a god.
It is not impossible to be a messenger! In addition, divinity can also refine weapons, even if it is a piece of mortal wood, it can be refined into a little bit.
Divinity can give birth to spiritual roots, and it will be different from now on!
Divinity is priceless, it is a treasure! How to use it depends on your personal opportunities and choices!"
After Xiyue finished speaking, she drifted away.
When leaving, he also warned Fang Yue: "If you have anything to do with me, just call my name in my territory! The sacred land is about to appear, and I believe that the date when we meet again will not be far away!"
After Xiyue left, Fang Yue buried the bones of those villagers one by one.
The dead are the greatest.
It was quite miserable for them to be brutally killed by gangsters. If they were left dead in the wilderness after death, it would be really unjustifiable!
As the young Taoist was killed, the thunder in the sky gradually dissipated.
The bits and pieces of thunder essence lingering in the air were integrated into Fang Yue's body, making his cultivation at the twelfth level of the Houtian Realm finally complete!
There will be nine the day after tomorrow!
Fang Yue just reached three more minor realms than others. This can be regarded as unprecedented and unprecedented!
After this incident, Fang Yue did not relax his vigilance, but thought over and over again about this incident.
He felt a little nervous in his heart, feeling that there must be a conspiracy behind this matter! Divinity is tempting, and he could not guarantee that someone would not take the risk and choose to kill mortals to seize divinity. In Yan State, there are mostly mortals, and there are not many truly innate
.
When meeting those sect disciples, they will almost certainly lose, they will be suppressed and beaten, and they will not be able to breathe at all!
"No, I need to go back to the Fang family. Some resources must be handed over to the family to cultivate more innate strong men!"
Previously, Fang Yue was very conservative and only donated a very small part of the resources in his hands to the family.
Because the Fang family has the eyes of the royal family of the Yan Kingdom and Ziyue Dongtian, his principle is to keep his wealth secret to prevent people from Ziyue Dongtian and the royal family of the Yan Kingdom from taking risks and targeting the Fang family.
But now, the divine land has emerged.
Everyone is suppressed below the fifth level of innateness. At this level, Fang Yue has few opponents. Therefore, he decided to return to the Fang family and devote more resources to cultivating the descendants of the Fang family.
Even if some secrets were known to the royal family of Yan Kingdom and people from Ziyue Cave Sky, he was not afraid at all.
For those below the fifth level of Xiantian, no matter how many people come here, they will just give you food! The worst case scenario is that a catastrophe will be summoned, and everyone will perish together!
Fang Yue returns.
When he came to the capital of Yan again, the country of Yan had changed drastically. In the imperial city of Yan country, the purple aura was overwhelming. The auras of the innate powerful people were standing like a forest.
"One, two, three..."
Fang Yue was horrified when he carefully counted the numbers. There were actually thousands of innate auras in the imperial capital of the Yan Kingdom!
"I didn't expect those cultivator clans to value this sacred land so much. Yandu, a place as big as a palm, sent thousands of people to garrison it!"
Fang Yue said to himself that when he stepped onto the streets of Yandu, he felt that the atmosphere had become different.
The vendors along the street are no longer the old, weak, sick and disabled as before, but have been replaced by some sect disciples.
"A hundred-year-old ginseng! Eight hundred spiritual stones for one plant! The best luminous pearl. Only fifty spiritual stones!"
"The treasure map of Duxiu Peak avoids all formations and reaches the mountainside!"
"After taking the legendary Golden Snake Fruit, your cultivation level will skyrocket and you will achieve innate breakthroughs!"
All kinds of hawking sounds are heard all the time.
Most of them are disciples of the acquired peak, but occasionally there will be masters of the innate realm.
In the past, the innate strong men who were invisible to the gods and dragons are now like cabbages on the street, everywhere.
Looking at this, Fang Yue sighed.
The divine soil emerges and clouds move in all directions.
Too many people are unable to sit still and are ready to seize some opportunities when the divine land is born.
Fang Yue walked to the door of the Fang family's mansion.
Waves of soaring auras alternated continuously. Dragon and tiger images emerged from the Fang family's mansion.
Even Fang Yue felt shocked. "There are actually nearly a hundred auras of the innate realm here, and each one is above the third innate level! Dozens of them are at the innate fifth level. They must be at the innate level."
Their realm was suppressed by the rules of the divine soil, and they were unable to show their full strength! When did our Fang family have such a high level?
Hands are on the move!"
Fang Yue stood in front of the door and sighed secretly. At the same time, a bad feeling arose in his heart!
"Master Fang Yue, you are back!"
Fang Yue entered the door and was greeted by an old servant with a purple whip mark on his face.
"Uncle Shang, why is it you? You worked hard and fought for the Fang family, and finally broke through to the realm of a warrior and became the elder of the Fang family. You should be retiring in your own house, so why are you greeting guests at the door?"
Fang Yue's hand caressed the old servant's cheek.
My heart couldn't help but tighten.
This Uncle Shang was an old minister of the Fang family and had made great contributions to the Fang family. He had followed Fang Muqiu in the war for thirty years and almost climbed out of the dead.
Fang Muqiu values Uncle Shang like a brother. Some important decisions in the clan need to be discussed with Uncle Shang before they are announced!
"Second Young Master, it's nothing serious. It's just some external injuries. It will heal in a few days!" Uncle Shang tried his best to grin, trying to make a smiling expression. However, the muscle twitching made the wounds on his face hurt. It's uglier than crying.
Uncle Shang's appearance made Fang Yue feel distressed.
"Uncle Shang, tell me who slapped you in the face!"
Fang Yue's face was gloomy, he wanted to find a way for Uncle Shang! Under the suppression of Shentu, he really wasn't afraid of anyone!
"I hit you, what? Can't you?" A frivolous voice came from the depths of the Fang family's mansion. Then a young man walked out with a fair face and purple clothes. He had an extraordinary temperament, but when he walked It revealed a hint of frivolity and ruined the overall feeling.