Fang Xian was very kind to Zhu Yingzi for saving his life and guiding him into Taoism. Zhu Yingzi had always been very fond of him and came forward to chatter about his farewell.
"Later, I heard from Senior Brother Zhuge that he had met Brother Fang Xian in the Kunlun Kingdoms, and Yingzi wanted to go to the West to practice, but the headmaster Zhenjun did not allow it..."
"Yes, sister Yingzi felt wronged for several days..." Han Yingzhu added with a smile.
"I want you to talk more!"
Zhu Yingzi's face turned red and she looked really good-looking.
The young man next to him couldn't help but be stunned.
"Who is this?"
Fang Xian looked at the young man and pretended not to recognize Tao.
"We didn't encounter any opportunities along the way, but we met this young man. He has good qualifications and good luck, and we want to take him back to Shushan..."
Zhu Yingzi replied.
"Lin Jinglong has seen an immortal!"
Lin Jinglong stepped forward to greet him, and he was indeed very good-looking, well-qualified, and blessed with good fortune.
Last time when Fang Xian killed the demon in his house, he used the image of a sallow-skinned old Taoist. Of course, this person does not recognize his true appearance now.
Otherwise, I might feel guilty and uneasy.
"Yeah, the little guy is pretty good..."
Fang Xian glanced at him and saw that his good fortune was still there, and he immediately understood.
Although he broke the law with one sword last time, Zhang Xiaosan was a soft-hearted and bad-hearted person, and he had begged to spare the lives of the Lin family before.
At this time, I am afraid that I have been begged again, so I will give up my chance and luck, right?
It should be noted that opportunity also depends on competition.
If you don’t take what God has given you, you will suffer the consequences!
He didn't care what happened between the Lin family and Zhang family, he just watched with cold eyes.
Since Zhang Xiaosan gave up this opportunity of immortality, he can only be considered a blessing!
You must know that there are some things in life that you cannot let go!
He is not Zhang Xiaosan's father. He has already lost money and goods, so of course he will not interfere anymore.
"Why is brother Fang here?"
Han Yingzhu asked.
"Oh? I'm here to pick up something."
Fang Xian replied with a smile.
"What is it? Do you want my help?" Zhu Yingzi asked quickly.
"No need..."
Fang Xian shook his head, came to the edge of the stream, reached out and picked up a stone mirror from the sand.
The surface of this stone mirror is dusty, as if it was carved from a piece of stone. It barely looks like a mirror, and there are a lot of cracks on the surface.
‘The sacred object is self-obscuring... This three-life mirror has the ability to disrupt divination. I don’t know how long it has been left here. If I didn’t come to get it, the person most related to it would be...'
Fang Xian glanced at Lin Jinglong.
The boy looked at the stone mirror in his hand, his expression a little confused and lost.
'But it's normal if you think about it carefully. After all, the ancestor of the Zhang family probably practiced the way of reincarnation, and Lin Jinglong inherited the great fortune of the Zhang family... This mirror is also destined to be there, but it's not as big as me, otherwise it would be wrong.
It won't be too late...'
If the other party takes away the mirror first, how to get it back will require some tricks and many twists and turns.
Fang Xian suddenly felt that he was indeed the son of destiny in this world. The treatment of the protagonist was basically smooth no matter what he did.
'The fate of the head of the Three Immortals...hehe...heaven and earth give you great luck, how should you repay it?'
He sneered a little in his heart and felt a little sad.
"Brother Fang Xian, is this what you are looking for?" Zhu Yingzi looked at the stone mirror in Fang Xian's hand and didn't think it was anything special.
"Well, luckily everything went well. As for your chances..."
A smile appeared on Fang Xian's lips.
Zhuge Wenxian had already been given a chance before, so he didn't mind giving guidance to the two girls again.
If you leave this foreshadowing, you may be able to make big profits in the future.
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Wuyang City.
Outside the city, there is a mountain residence.
"Disciple pays homage to master!"
Marquis Lu was pacing anxiously when he saw Fang Xian arriving and quickly stepped forward to salute.
"Um……"
Fang Xian lowered his light, stood with his hands behind his back, and scanned the mountain residence.
This loft was built against a mountain and occupies a very large area. What pleased him most was the small pond in the courtyard.
Although it is the middle of winter, you can definitely look forward to spring next year by planting some flowers and plants.
"This place is well decorated, you are thoughtful."
He couldn't help but nodded.
"Master has done a great favor to my family, but it's just a house. What does it matter?" Lu Hou replied respectfully.
"What kind of cultivation do you have?"
Fang Xian glanced at it, and the progress of Lu Hou's cultivation was clear to his heart: "It takes three years to reach a level, which is a bit slow. Please note that the four little ones all have magical powers, and they have the reversible golden elixir!"
"Disciple, I'm ashamed..." Lu Hou rolled his eyes in his heart and thought to himself: How can he compare with the three immortals and two heroes? But the master's instructions can only be endured with humiliation.
Suddenly something came to mind and he asked again: "Bi Lian'er...how should I deal with it?"
"Are you still locking her up?"
Fang Xian stared at Lu Hou strangely and waved his hand: "Kill or release, or continue to imprison, it's up to you. Don't bother me with this little thing... Your mission is to improve your magical power. When the time comes, you will still be a teacher."
I give you the treasure, go down..."
After sending away his cheap apprentice, Fang Xian took a stroll around the mountain residence again.
There was silence all around. The Lu family originally planned to send some maids and cooks, but Fang Xian refused.
He came to the courtyard and a stone mirror appeared in his hand.
"The Three Lives Mirror has been severely damaged and must be nourished day and night by magical power..."
At this moment, as soon as he made a seal, the mirror fell into the pond without even a ripple.
Fang Xian pointed again, and the Fire Dragon Sword flew out and turned into a red carp, falling into the pond and swimming around.
He sat cross-legged by the pond and began to practice quietly.
The two colors of black and white emerged from his body, constantly flowing, like the two instruments of Tai Chi.
"Six Paths of Reincarnation Technique..."
"This technique is still a bit crude and incomplete, and I have to continue to make up for it..."
"And, if I have some enlightenment, maybe I can use reincarnation as the foundation to create a set of 'Great Reincarnation Sword Technique'..."
As for the sword fight between the Shushan Sword Sect and other sects, he really didn't want to get involved.
This sword fight must be the beginning of a great catastrophe for the immortals in the cultivation world. In the original process, the three immortals and two heroes must have shined brightly, tried the sword world again, made friends with many decent seniors, entered a large number of secret realms, and hoeed the strong and supported the weak.
, sweep away the demons.
But to Fang Xian, these things are just external things and not worth worrying about.
Even if they obtained some magical elixir during this process and their cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds, what does it matter?
How to repay these fates in the end?
In the end, I'm afraid I may have shot myself in the foot.
"Everything I need is already in hand... I hope to be able to cultivate to the level of a soul or even an immortal safely and without disaster... It seems impossible."
"But at least, you have to change from a chess piece to a chess player!"
What about three immortals and two heroes, or what kind of catastrophe among immortals? To put it bluntly, it’s just a few old monsters from the human world, plus a few ascended immortals, playing a game of chess.
Fang Xian has now vaguely grasped the context, and the other four little ones, no matter how comfortable they are, are just flopping in this pond.