Man is in the heavens, parasites are born

Chapter 93 Betting (Subscribe)

At this moment, Shi Hao couldn't get what Fang Ming wanted, so he just regarded it as a bet in advance.

"Okay, senior, please speak up!" Shi Hao was overjoyed and solemnly promised, "No matter when, as long as you speak up, I will do my best in the future!"

"Yes." Fang Ming nodded, then said, "Go notify the higher-ups at the Butian Pavilion and set up a trap to lure out all the enemies and try to eliminate them all at once."

"How to set up a game?" Shi Hao asked puzzledly.

"Just let Old Teng from your Butian Pavilion join the game. Don't those people want to seize the gods' fortune, bathe in the divine rain, and snatch the gods' remaining seeds? Just use this to attract them." Fang Ming said lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Ming's spiritual incarnation dissipated and disappeared.

The more complicated the plan is, the better it is. Sometimes a simple and crude plan can have miraculous effects.

This old sacrificial spirit in the Butian Pavilion has been coveted for a long time. If it were to join the game, it would definitely be able to attract all the enemies hiding in the dark.

Old Teng was really about to pass away, and he was not lying.

"I understand. I'll go right away." Shi Hao nodded.

Then he grabbed the bone tower and immortal seed on the bluestone, shook the pair of golden wings behind him, and flew towards the depths of the Butian Pavilion.

In the inner world, Fang Ming narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself, "Sky-Swallowing Bird, you must come!"

Fang Ming’s goal has never been to attract all the enemies hiding in the dark. His goal is the Sky-Swallowing Bird that has inherited the Supreme Palace!

The inheritance of the Supreme Palace is one of the supreme inheritances in this world.

Among them, the Six Paths of Reincarnation Heavenly Art is undoubtedly one of the most powerful Heavenly Arts. It is a method to control many treasure techniques and can release and integrate multiple treasure techniques at the same time.

What Fang Ming was interested in was not this, but something more essential, which was the six paths of reincarnation as interpreted and explained by this heavenly skill.

The reincarnation path here is unfathomable. It can be said that it originated from the master of the bronze coffin of three generations. Even the Immortal King can only touch it and cannot master it at all.

Since it is related to such a profound path of reincarnation, Fang Ming naturally wants to take it in his hands and comprehend it carefully.

Of course, the inheritance of the Supreme Hall also includes the Grass Sword Technique, one of the three major sword techniques.

This is a supreme sword technique, and it is also the inherited treasure technique of the Ten Evils Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, and another kind of Ten Evils treasure technique.

"The little bird, Sky-Swallowing Bird, sits on a mountain of gold without even realizing it." In the inner world, Fang Ming shook his head.

According to the original plot, the Sky-Swallowing Bird also came, and there was no need for him to set up a trap.

But since Shi Hao has asked, I might as well help him out and do him a favor. Anyway, I can get it back a thousand times over in the future.

"Fellow Daoist Xuantian, why are you so kind this time?" At this time, the little tower's voice sounded, saying meaningfully, "I remember what you said before in the small world of the Baiduan Mountains. Could it be that you have discovered some treasure?"

In the Baiduan Mountains, when Fang Mingcheng transformed on the spot, he once said that he couldn't bring himself to attack some juniors.

However, less than a day after he said this, he attacked the Pu Mo Tree in the Cave Heaven Realm that night.

In Xiaota's opinion, Fang Ming agreed to help probably because he discovered something.

"Brother Ta, this is where you're wrong." In the inner world, Fang Ming rolled his eyes. "Can't I just help out out of kindness when I see an outstanding junior in trouble?"

Of course, he couldn't tell Xiaota the news of the inheritance of the Supreme Palace.

This guy is also a greedy man!
"Hehe~" A faint laugh was heard, and Xiaota's meaning was self-evident.

"Well, actually, I'm very optimistic about this kid and believe that his future achievements will be extremely amazing. I'm just placing a bet in advance." Fang Ming transmitted the message, seeming helpless.

"Do you think this kid is good?" Xiaota's voice sounded a little strange. "He's only at the Cave Heaven Realm. How can he see anything? I don't believe it!"

"He is certainly good at the Blood Moving Realm, but the Cave Heaven Realm is different from the Blood Moving Realm. He may not be able to maintain the same momentum as before." The little tower continued to transmit the message.

"How about we make a bet?" In his inner world, Fang Ming's lips curled up as he thought to himself, "If that's the case, I'd be doing myself a disservice if I didn't cheat you out!"

"What are you betting on?" Xiaota was very calm, neither hurried nor slow.

Seeing Xiaota take the bait, Fang Ming laughed and said, "Let's bet that this brat can still break through the limits and achieve unparalleled achievements when he reaches the Cave Heaven Realm, just like he did in the Blood Moving Realm!"

"The Cave Heaven Realm is not as good as the Blood Moving Realm. How come fellow Daoist is so optimistic about this child?" Xiaota was a little surprised. It seemed that Xuantian, who had a mysterious origin, was really optimistic about this naughty child.

It is very clear that for normal cultivators, the realm of cave heaven is very important. It is related to the ultimate achievement in the future and has too many mysteries that can be explored in depth.

To achieve unparalleled achievements in the cave realm is not something that a genius in the general sense can do.

Even if this kid is the supreme being of Nirvana, and his talent is even better than the 'first generation' of the upper realm, it is not certain that he can achieve unparalleled achievements in this realm.

"I've already said it, I'm very optimistic about this kid." Fang Ming transmitted his voice and said again, "What do you think, Brother Ta? Do you want to gamble?"

"Okay." Xiaota remained calm and asked without any disturbance, "What's the bet?"

"At our level, the stakes naturally can't be too low." Fang Ming transmitted, "How about the Dao inheritance mark after we recover to our peak?"

Fang Ming's peak was now, so how could he talk about recovery? Every slight increase in strength from now on would be a new peak.

Besides, this was a bet he couldn't lose. He was certain of obtaining the small tower's Dao inheritance mark!
"Are you making such a big deal?" Xiaota was surprised, and seemed to truly believe what Fang Ming had just said.

The mark of the inheritance of the great way is not an ordinary thing, it is of vital importance.

If it is obtained by the enemy, its own strength will be thoroughly studied and the consequences will be disastrous.

Fang Ming didn't answer directly, but continued to ask: "What do you think, Brother Ta?"

Xiaota seemed to be aroused by his competitive spirit and said unwillingly, "In that case, let me make a bet with you. I want to see what level this brat can reach."

"Okay, it's a deal!" Fang Ming's voice came out with a smile.

Suddenly, Xiaota inexplicably felt as if he had done something wrong and should not have agreed to gamble with Fang Ming.

A few days later, a piece of news came out, shocking the desolate area.

He had previously displayed his divine power and forcefully killed the old vine of the Butian Pavilion's sacrificial spirit, two venerables. After leaving behind a divine seed, he quietly passed away.

Although the Butian Pavilion tried its best to conceal the news, it failed to hide it, and its disciples quietly passed it back to their own forces.

As soon as this news came out, the entire wilderness became agitated and everyone was extremely jealous.

The old vine, the sacrificial spirit of the Butian Pavilion, once ignited the divine fire, ascended to the throne of god, and became powerful for a time.

After it passed away, the divine seeds it left behind were excellent whether used to refine weapons or planted as seeds.

By refining weapons with many rare materials, one can most likely refine a divine weapon, and dominating a region will not be a problem; by planting the seeds of God, after thousands of years one will gain the following of a venerable or even a god, and the benefits are self-evident.

The wilderness was in turmoil, and many forces rushed towards the area where the Butian Pavilion was located.

However, they did not attack directly at the Butian Pavilion. Hundreds of years ago, there were rumors that Old Teng was going to die.

As a result, a venerable attacked the Bu Tian Pavilion and was torn to pieces by the old vine.

More recently, a few days ago, there were rumors that the old vine, the sacrificial spirit of the Butian Pavilion, was in poor condition and was about to die.

As a result, the two venerables passed away quickly and died quickly.

The sight of the body being torn apart by the old vine spread throughout the wilderness, and many people saw the scene through the magical instruments that recorded images.

I still feel scared.

Looking back at history, as long as it is normal, people will not rush in right away.

It's hard not to suspect that it was the old sacrificial spirit who was plotting to wipe out all the enemies in one fell swoop.

Hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Butian Pavilion, towering mountains stand tall, spiritual energy rises, spiritual springs surround, and misty purple air rises.

This is the famous sacred mountain in the wilderness - Mount Yi.

At this time, the entire Yi Mountain was illuminated by divine light. A Dharma image filled the sky, extremely tall. He looked at the Bu Tian Pavilion and uttered a voice like thunder:

"Could it be that the old vine has truly survived, regained its peak, or even improved further? Otherwise, how could they dare to release such news? Aren't they really afraid of us all rushing over?"

In another direction, somewhere in the wilderness, a demonic bird flapped its wings, and its Dharma image manifested, transforming into an extremely huge cloud hanging from the sky. Its blood-red eyes opened wide, like a blood-red ocean, and its fierce aura spread, terrifying to the extreme.

It gazed towards the Bu Tian Pavilion, its blood-red eyes gleaming with endless ferocity. "Even if it manages to survive, what good will it do? Still want to set it up and kill it? I'll really send it to its death later!"

"Are you really dead?" On Nanyun Divine Mountain, a figure shrouded in holy light gazed at the Butian Pavilion with a cold, bloodthirsty smile. "Whether you're truly dead or faking it, it doesn't matter. I will make sure you die completely and truly!"

A golden holy light flashed, the void channel opened, and the figure disappeared.

Outside the Butian Pavilion, the atmosphere was eerie, with many creatures of unknown origin appearing. It was many times more lively than before.

The number of living creatures on this land increased many times out of thin air.

On a mountain thousands of miles away from the Butian Pavilion, a figure shrouded in holy light faced the Butian Pavilion. It was none other than the Venerable from the Nanyun Divine Mountain.

His eyes gleamed with light as he stared at the Butian Pavilion for a long moment. Then, he spoke in an uncertain tone, "That old vine is completely silent. Is it truly dead?"

He saw clearly in this direction.

In the forbidden area of ​​Butian Pavilion, in the dilapidated courtyard, the old vines that were once lush and green are now withered and yellow, with rotten leaves. Only a green-skinned gourd appears to be full of vitality.

Not only him, but also the Venerables from Mount Yi and the Venerables from Xiling Beast Mountain appeared in different directions, each using their own means to look at the Butian Pavilion.

"Hmm~" someone murmured, "It seems to be true. The Butian Pavilion has already quietly transferred its disciples."

In the Butian Pavilion, many disciples, led by the elders of the sect, opened a void passage in a secret place.

"Let me try!" The venerable from Nanyun Divine Mountain sneered.

A golden light burst out and turned into a glorious sun. The scorching flames turned into an endless ocean and fell down, trying to reduce the entire Butian Pavilion to ashes.

(End of this chapter)