Fang Xian didn't know when he stopped and looked at this well-dressed girl with great interest.
"Yes, it is."
Yu Xiaolou raised his head and finally saw the true face of 'senior'.
He is wearing a tattered beggar's uniform, but the material must be of good quality. The beard on his face has not been shaved for who knows how long, and his true appearance cannot be seen clearly, but his eyes are as bright as stars, and it seems that the dark sky contains indescribable horror.
Yu Xiaolou quickly lowered her head. If she took one more look, she felt that her soul would be sucked into the dark vortex.
"It's so fast... In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed."
Fang Xian sighed and said with deep regret.
"Is this senior related to my ancestors?"
Yu Xiaolou bit her lower lip and asked curiously.
But if there is an old relationship with the ancestors, shouldn’t they be worshiped on the next floor?
Among the ancestors on this level, the youngest has been dead for hundreds of years...
"Yeah... After meeting my old friend today, I have settled a worry..." Fang Xian took out a scroll of scriptures: "This scroll is the method of cultivating immortals in Shushan Fairyland. It can only be practiced to the soul, and it cannot be cultivated to the soul."
It’s not that outstanding, so I’ll give it to you…”
The hidden dangers of the exercises he created are too great, so it is better not to use them to harm others.
However, Fang Xian has been reincarnated for many lives and has a rich collection. This volume of Taoism was also a trophy collected during the massacre in Shushan.
Now that Xinwu Kingdom and Shushan Wonderland have merged, they will definitely be able to use it.
"What... it's actually a secret book for cultivating immortals. Can you practice all the way to the realm of Yuanshen?"
Yu Xiaolou took it, her hands trembling.
The Xinwu Kingdom was small and poor, and more importantly, it had no spiritual veins or special products, so those who cultivated immortals simply looked down upon it.
Even those at the top can only acquire unqualified casual cultivators, and often treat them as treasures.
Those who can practice all the way to the soul, that is already the most extreme skill.
'Could it be that... this ancestor is also a cultivator of immortality, and that's why he can live such a long life?'
Yu Xiaolou looked at Fang Xian and suddenly had an idea.
"The soul... can be considered the ultimate state? Don't those immortals who have transcended tribulations and ascended have no face?" Fang Xian laughed.
"This little girl has heard of it... It is said that in Shushan Fairyland, ever since a peerless evil demon appeared and broke the cycle of reincarnation, the world has changed drastically, the path to immortality has been cut off, and no one can become an immortal anymore..."
Yu Xiaolou answered tremblingly.
"I see... But it's good to be able to become a soul. Your future practice will all depend on yourself."
Fang Xian waved his hand and disappeared.
Yu Xiaolou felt disappointed: "Senior... you haven't revealed your name yet..."
It's a pity that at this time, apart from her, there is no other figure in the Patriarch Hall.
…
"The path to immortality is cut off?"
At this time, Fang Xian had arrived at the gate of Yueshan County City and looked up at the sky.
His eyesight was beyond ordinary people, and he seemed to be able to see a glimmer of sword light, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"It's true...that devil...is back!"
Zang Jianzi controlled the flying sword and ran all the way to death.
He was in his thirties, with fluttering sleeves and an immortal spirit. At this moment, he wished he could control two more flying swords and escape far away from this place.
Zang Jianzi is a foreign affairs disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect and has a level of spiritual power.
If these disciples were placed in Shushan Fairyland, they would be like loose immortals, and they could live for hundreds of years. If they went to the palace of Xinwu Kingdom, everyone from the Queen Mother to the Emperor would be extremely respectful.
However, the spiritual energy of Xinwu Country is poor, and even those who have just entered Taoism and have cultivated magic power are not willing to stay here for a long time.
The reason why Zang Jianzi is lurking here is naturally for a mission, a huge shame for the Shushan Sword Sect.
At that time, reincarnation was broken, and after the heavenly change, the fairy road in the Shushan world was cut off, but many small thousand worlds were annexed.
Other small worlds are just average, but in this Xinwu Kingdom, everything else is fine, but there is a legendary figure named White Tiger Immortal Lord - Fang Xian!
This name is already taboo in the Shushan world!
When the two Great Primordial God Tao Lords died, Zhuge Wenxian, the new headmaster of the Shushan Sword Sect, ordered people to investigate in many ways. The results they obtained made everyone in the Shushan Sword Sect look at each other in disbelief.
Regardless of appearance, name, or even personality... the former White Tiger Immortal Lord of Xinwu Kingdom and the devil who caused the catastrophe of reincarnation seem to be the same person!
Even the time is roughly right.
For mortals, it is somewhat incredible that after death, people are reborn in other worlds.
But for immortal cultivators, this is already within their understanding.
At that time, someone in the Shushan Sword Sect threatened to destroy Jinfeng Xiaoyulou and not leave any chickens or dogs behind.
However, Zhu Yingzi strongly opposed it, and the Shushan Sword Sect was not a demon sect after all, and the people in the Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower really had nothing to do with Fang Xian, so they finally escaped.
However, Zhuge Wenxian, who was practicing Tianji, felt that he might be able to find key clues about the demon in the Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower in the future, so he issued a task in the sect.
There have always been disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect lurking in the Xinwu Kingdom. On the one hand, they monitor the Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower, and on the other hand, they also perform the duties of the Righteous Sect and monitor the four directions.
Zang Jianzi didn't take it seriously at first.
If it weren't for the mission, he wouldn't have come to this small, broken place that was almost a ghostly place.
But I didn't expect that he actually seemed to meet the real owner today!
Even just a glance at that devil-like figure almost made him go crazy!
At this moment, I felt like crying without tears.
'Obviously the previous senior brothers have done well... why is it my turn to be like this?'
Zang Jianzi tried his best to use several mental techniques to stimulate the vitality of the valley, but only had one thought: "Faster! Faster! I don't want to see the vicious man who broke the cycle of reincarnation... No, didn't that demon say that he died in the sky back then?
Is the calamity over? It’s a pity that most of the monks of the same generation have expired, so they have no choice but to ask the headmaster..."
Zang Jianzi flew thousands of miles in one breath. Just when he was lucky to have escaped with a small life, he suddenly saw a colorful fog in front of him.
"Um?"
As soon as he pressed the sword light, he wanted to go around in a circle.
The colorful mist was not polite to him and spread directly over.
When you look closely, you will find that they are a group of colorful moths.
They flap their wings and scatter colorful powder, covering the sky and the sun.
"It's strange, how can a moth catch up with my flying sword?"
Zang Jianzi shook his head: "Is it some kind of monster?"
In normal times, with the flying sword in hand, he would dare to fight even with the golden elixir, but today is really not the time.
He was protecting his body with sword light and wanted to stay away from him.
But suddenly, he saw those moths gathering together, seemingly forming a colorful giant eye?
The giant eyes were cold and ruthless, but also filled with the ultimate demonic intent as they glanced at him indifferently.
Many moths flew towards him like a flame.
They regarded the sword light as if it were nothing, and one of them pounced directly into Zang Jianzi's mouth.
"Ugh, vomit..."
Zang Jianzi covered his throat, and his vision suddenly went dark.
The moth, the giant eye... all disappeared, as if it was just a dream.