Chapter 244 All parties (please subscribe)


    After a while.


    "Fortunately, I live up to my fate!"


    Song Ningjing used the ''Mirror Light Technique'' to open up a tunnel above the Jingyuan Divine Light Restriction.


    She opened her eyes and saw Fang Xing teasing a palm-sized treasure hunter rat in his hand.


    The monster''s physique was already stronger than that of the monk. After feeding a few third-level elixirs, the wounds on the treasure hunter rat''s body had healed, except for a layer of yellow hair that still needed to grow slowly, making it look like it was bald.


    At this moment, the little mouse suddenly widened its eyes and turned into a flash of yellow light. It fluttered on the huge sky-blue stalactite pillar and was reluctant to let go of its paws.


    "Ten thousand years of stone milk!"


    Mrs. Dirui looked at the azure stalactite pillar and saw a ball of liquid flowing continuously in the center, and couldn''t help but murmured.


    "The Ten Thousand Years Stone Milk can only be received with utensils made of ice jade... I specially prepared a few more sets."


    Song Ningjing patted the storage bag, and a set of jade bottles, jade plates, jade spoons and other utensils immediately appeared.


    These jade articles are different from ordinary jade bottles. They are not only crystal clear, but also have a faint chill.


    Obviously, she was very well prepared for this trip.


    Fang Xing nodded and let Song Ningjing take action.


    The woman took out a spiritual weapon made of ice jade, made a seal, and recited a few spells.


    This ''green jade ruler'' was submerged into the stalactite pillars, and the thousands-year-old stalactite was continuously taken out and sealed in the ice jade bottle.


    In the end, more than nine and a half bottles were consumed.


    After doing all this, Song Ningjing also specially used a magic formula to cause the Jingyuan Divine Light Restriction next to the stalactite to slowly recover.


    After picking the spiritual objects, the monks of both good and evil will basically try their best to preserve the relevant environment for the future.


    Of course, if you encounter a fierce fight, then don''t care about anything. If you are going to die, even the Nine-Yuan Infant Transformation Vine will explode for you!


    However, it is said that an unknown number of layers of restrictions have been added to that treasure vine. We can only wait until the Divine Infant Fruit ripens and falls off automatically. If we want to damage the treasure vine, I am afraid it will take the action of the Great True Monarch. grasp.


    "I only need a bottle of ''Ten Thousand Years Stone Milk''. Since the three fellow Taoists don''t want the rest, I ask fellow Taoist Feng to accept it..."


    Song Ningjing looked at Fang Xing with a hint of anxiety in her expression.


    Fang Xing understood it after thinking about it for a moment.


    Now that the fourth-level spiritual object is in hand, the other party is afraid that he will take advantage of it and even swallow the other party''s share.


    To put it bluntly... with the advanced stage of the Golden Core that he has shown now, the four female cultivators who are in the early stages of forming a pill are indeed very capable.


    Moreover, after finding the Ten Thousand Years Stone Milk, the sword cultivator surnamed Song has no much value.


    "Haha, then I''m not welcome, Master."


    Fang Xing flicked his sleeves and collected the eight and a half bottles of ''Ten Thousand Years Stone Milk'', feeling happy in his heart.


    With these, your practice after forming the elixir can advance by leaps and bounds.


    Speaking of which, he has not practiced seriously since he condensed the golden elixir.


    The previous time, I relied on the power of Mrs. Die Rui''s dual cultivation, and the effect was indeed good, which was equivalent to taking ten or eight third-level elixirs.


    But there is still a long way to go before the peak of the early stage of pill formation.


    Seeing him calmly accepting the spiritual objects, the four girls secretly breathed a sigh of relief.


    "Okay, let''s get it over with now. I''ll go to the Central Territory as soon as possible."


    Fang Xing touched the treasure-hunting rat in his hand: "If there is a spiritual object that excites this rat along the way, we can make a short detour..."


    …


    Somewhere in Linlang Paradise.


    Countless Gu insects covered the sky and fell like dark clouds.


    A few rays of magic weapon radiance were like sailing boats under a storm in countless dark clouds, and were ''swamped'' in an instant.


    A boy wearing the spirit robe of Ten Thousand Gu Village and with strange tattoos on his face watched this scene with a sneer on his face: "In the righteous path, they are all trash... When my ''Ten Thousand Tribulations Gu'' is refined, I will have to If you find an opportunity to kill one of the five righteous men, you can live up to the name of the Six Heroes of the Demonic Way. That guy Huo Moqing fell down for no reason, which is a shame for us Six Heroes..."


    This person is the Son of Gu God, and the Ten Thousand Tribulations Gu is his natal Gu, which is very sharp.


    Now that he has been trained to the peak of the third level, he is only one step away from being promoted to the fourth level.


    Once the natal Gu insect is advanced to the fourth level, it will definitely increase the probability of breaking through the Nascent Soul by 10 to 20%!


    This is the most orthodox Nascent Soul route in Wan Gu Village.


    At this time, you only need to go to a certain Jedi in Linlang Paradise, and you can successfully take out the secrets that the sect specially arranged there before, and upgrade the natal Gu.


    "When the time comes, seize another Divine Infant Fruit, refine it into Divine Infant Pill, and combine it with the quasi-fourth-level natal Gu, the probability of condensing the infant will definitely exceed 50%... I must be the future Nascent Soul Lord."


    Gu Shenzi was imagining the outside world when suddenly several piercing screams came from his body.


    His expression suddenly darkened, and he suddenly opened his mouth and vomited out three white silkworms that looked like baby silkworms.


    But at this time, these Gu insects were all dead.


    "Dead? Those three from the Hua family are all useless!"


    "Thankfully, I asked them to bring the third-level treasure-hunting rat..."


    Gu Shenzi''s expression suddenly became very ugly.


    A third-level treasure-hunting rat is absolutely as powerful as a tiger in Linlang Paradise.


    It was precisely because of this that he asked the second son of the Hua family to cultivate treasure-hunting rats and bring them in for him.


    In order to facilitate the operation after changing the owner, the other party was also specially asked to make a spirit animal natal card.


    Unexpectedly, it turned out to be so overwhelming...


    Although the demon boss likes to let his younger brother spend all his money to cultivate spiritual beasts, even if he loses in the end, it is his younger brother who is unlucky.


    But he just felt uncomfortable for no reason.


    "Whoever dares to kill me, **** my spiritual beast?" Gu Shenzi sneered several times: "Those who can kill those three trashes must be late-stage pill-forming monks, not ordinary late-stage pill-forming monks... I will definitely go there on this trip. Shenyingya, I planted the ''Ten Thousand Miles of Fragrance Gu'' on those three wastes. As long as they are within a hundred miles, my ''Searching Fragrance Gu'' will be able to catch clues about them!"


    …


    In the desert.


    After Fang Xing himself delivered the Wanfa Ghost Infant, he was not in a hurry.


    After all, there are many opportunities here in the Western Desert.


    After leaving the matter of going to Shenying Cliff to **** the Shenying Fruit to the Immortal Cultivation Clone, he can first search for the spiritual objects here.


    ‘Although I have ten thousand years of stone milk, the amount of it can only be cultivated to the middle stage of elixir formation...’


    ''If you want to refine a large amount of third-level elixirs, you mainly need to rely on Linlang Paradise for raw materials...''


    The Linlang Blessed Land opens in five hundred years, which means that even if you randomly scattered some seeds last time, it will now be a five-hundred-year-old elixir!


    Not to mention, the spiritual energy in the blessed land is rich, and the elixir grown on the land with special spiritual veins may have twenty years of medicinal properties after being planted in it for ten years.


    Moreover, there are many undiscovered elixir gardens, including thousand-year elixirs and ten thousand-year elixirs!


    "Huh? Are there any fluctuations in fighting skills?"


    He touched his eyebrows, turned around, and came to a sand dune.


    On the dunes, there stands a domed palace, half of which is submerged in the gravel.


    On the palace walls, various runic restrictions are still shining brightly, indicating that the internal restrictions have not been breached.


    At the gate of the palace, there are two black and yellow lion puppets, which seem to have been originally used for the town house.


    At this time, his eyes were like two huge rubies, which suddenly came to life and were fighting fiercely with the two pill-forming monks.


    "As expected of Linlang Blessed Land...you can hit the ruins cave within two steps."


    "Thank you for the gift of nature!"


    Fang Xing stopped and suddenly fell down: "You two...this thing is destined to me!"


    "Damn it, you are more demonic than us, are we destined?"


    A pill-forming monk had a cold expression and pointed his finger casually.


    A flying sword with a high-grade magic weapon level was shining brightly, pulling out a green rainbow more than ten feet long and slashing it on Fang Xing''s chest.


    Stab!


    The sword blade made contact with his skin and was directly deflected by a layer of golden light.


    Fang Xing opened his big hand, and Five Finger Mountain came out, grabbing this flying sword of high-grade magic weapon level in his hand.


    Even though this flying sword was extremely sharp, in his hand it was like a poisonous snake that was caught within seven inches, unable to move any further.


    Click!


    He grasped the hilt and blade of the sword with both hands and exerted a slight force.


    With a crisp sound, this flying sword, a high-grade magic weapon, was broken into two pieces!


    At this moment, a talisman appeared behind him and turned into countless cyan flying needles, falling behind him with a clanking sound like rain hitting banana trees.


    This is a needle-shaped talisman used by another Danjie monk who took the opportunity to make a sneak attack.


    But at this time, Fang Xing was unable to be hurt at all.


    "What an amazing physical training. Senior is indeed destined for this treasure!"


    The two alchemy-forming monks looked at each other and ran away separately. One of them split into many black shadows, and the other had a pair of jet-black wings growing on his body, which could actually activate a series of green Sunda wind blessings, and his escape speed was amazing.


    "Too weak! Too weak!"


    Fang Xing casually made a palm move, and the sky-covering hand came out, almost overwhelming the sky and the earth.


    Snap!


    As if swatting flies, the two pill-forming monks exploded on the spot, turning into countless blood and fragments and falling down.


    "Boring!"


    Fang Xing shook his head and looked at the two puppet lions.


    "Ho **** ho!"


    As dead puppets, the two black and yellow lions showed no fear at all and pounced directly on them.


    One of them opened its **** mouth and bit into Fang Xing''s head.


    A few clicks!


    Several broken metal teeth fell out. Fang Xing grabbed the lion''s **** upper and lower jaws and broke them apart with force.


    The head of this giant puppet lion was torn apart with his bare hands and divided into two halves.


    Fang Xing put his five fingers together and turned into a punch, hitting the head of another lion.


    Click!


    The whole body of this puppet lion was shaken, and then it stopped halfway, its huge ruby ??eyes completely dimming.


    This was because Fang Xing''s fist force had completely shattered all the key parts in his body, and he was completely paralyzed...


    Fang Xing looked at the palace guarded by the two puppet lions, rubbed his hands, and walked inside.


    Not long after, various rumbling sounds were heard.


    After a while.


    A jet of black light flew over, revealing a man wearing a robe of the Wanxiang Sect.


    His face was thin and his eyebrows were long and narrow: "Both Sword and Sword slaves are dead?"


    At this time, he also saw the palace.


    Although the palace ban can block the detection of spiritual consciousness, he can confirm that the murderer of the two major alchemy monks of their Wanxiang Demon Sect is among them!


    (End of chapter)