This is how immortals are cultivated

As the golden heart exploded, Fang Suichu's surging energy receded like the tide, quickly extinguished and faded.

A very precise strike.

His methods are powerful, his supernatural powers are powerful, and his vision is even more powerful.

The owner of the hand seemed to have observation skills similar to Fang Suichu's martial arts eyes. He understood where Fang Suichu's vital point was after just one glance.

The essence, blood and divine treasure are the center of the four divine treasures and the center of the human immortal body.

As long as we hit it hard, everything will stop.

"Why bother..."

A sigh was heard again in the void.

His real purpose was not to crush Fang Suichu's heart, but to attack Wei and save Zhao, and to save Su Changsheng from his predicament.

However, who would have thought that Fang Suichu was so stubborn.

The owner of this hand didn't believe that Fang Suichu didn't notice his attack.

However, Fang Suichu was determined to kill Su Changsheng, the White Lotus Saint, no matter what.

"That's all..."

"You seem to have practiced the Heavenly Mother's Mighty Virtue Sutra, but you've strayed down the wrong path."

"You can be considered to have a connection with our religion."

"None of the Three Saints can be missing. Since Su Changsheng has passed away, you will succeed him and become the new Saint Son of our sect."

"I will help you set things right and transform your Heavenly Mother Power and Virtue Sutra, which has led you astray, into the True Vacuum Tribulation Sutra."

"From today on, you are the new Holy Son of this religion."

The sound continued to echo, and white threads oozed out from the flesh of that jade-like hand, weaving and entwining as if trying to shape a new heart.

But at this moment, the wrist of this hand was grabbed.

Fang Suichu grabbed the wrist of the hand with his backhand.

Then he pulled the hand out inch by inch.

During this time, the fingers of this hand began to dance again, and that strange power emerged again, as if trying to push Fang Suichu's hand away.

Fang Suichu's flesh was peeled off again, revealing his bones, but the hand bones were still grasping the wrist of this hand.

Until he bent the hand in front of him.

"Very good, you are the first person in this world to injure me so badly."

"You...are pretty good."

Blood was flowing from the corner of Fang Suichu's mouth, but the smile on his face remained the same, he was even laughing wildly.

"But if that's all, then that's it."

As soon as Fang Suichu finished speaking, the depressed and dim energy and blood began to expand and burn again, even more violently than before.

The four great divine treasures, the essence and blood treasures were broken.

However, there is another divine treasure that has opened its door, from which endless power flows.

The medicinal power of Su Changsheng's 'big pill' was also dissolving and transforming into pure essence for replenishment.

The divine treasure of immortality.

Immortality... immortality.

"It's just a fatal wound. If you think you can kill me with that, then you are too naive."

Fang Suichu said lightly.

In the chest cavity, the substance left by the white jade hand had already been ignited and burned out.

The golden blood reverberated in the chest cavity, gradually turning into the prototype of a heart.

The broken spine is also regrowing and reconnecting.

Within three breaths, the heart and spine had been reshaped, without any damage compared to before.

The flesh and blood of the hand that had turned into bones reattached itself, and Fang Suichu gripped the hand with increasing force.

Red energy and blood rose in Fang Suichu's palm, like a tug-of-war, but it was firmly pulled towards his position.

Until the hand was torn off.

As the hand broke, the Eastern Priest also completely disappeared in silence.

The surging energy and blood rushed towards the sky again with an extremely domineering momentum and will. The vitality of the heaven and earth became chaotic again with the stirring of this energy, and transmitted terrifying power to the distance.

After crushing the severed palm in his hand, Fang Suichu opened his hand and let the fragments fall down.

"not enough..."

"If it's just this level, it can't even be considered a life-or-death struggle."

"It's not worthy of the 'robbery' that I am."

Fang Suichu suddenly looked in a certain direction in the void.

In addition to his eyes, the martial arts eye between his eyebrows was also looking there.

"Old man, you've been watching this for a long time, haven't you?"

Fang Suichu raised his hand and grabbed the empty space over there.

As Fang Suichu's palm fell, the void seemed to collapse.

In the midst of the collapse, a being emerged.

It seemed to appear out of thin air, yet it seemed to have existed there from the beginning to the end.

At that time, there was a kind-looking, white-haired old man with a hunched body and wearing a robe.

It's not an exaggeration to call him an old guy.

Zhen'e's age starts from 300 years old, and compared to the senior Zhen'e that Fang Suichu had seen, the aura of this one is even more ancient.

It does not come from hundreds of years ago, but from thousands of years, or even longer.

"Have we come this far?"

"Fate...how fickle..."

From the heart of Jingzhou, the existence that had been sleeping in the past has completely awakened and is coming here.

He is the owner of that hand, the High Priest Zhongtian, one of the Five Priests of the White Lotus Demon Cult.

After the Holy Lord ascended to heaven, he became the undisputed leader of the White Lotus Cult's combat power.

But even such a being, when seeing the old man, a deep fear was conveyed in his Dharma thoughts.

"All Games Tetsuyuujoujin..."

The high priest revealed the old man's real name.

Zhenren Cheyou and Shangzhen Cheyou are the oldest group of Zhen'e in the Wu Kingdom, and also the Zhen'e closest to the realm of saintly truth.

And on his path, which represents the road of destiny, few of his peers can match him.

"A demonic calamity that will affect the entire Wu Kingdom, and even have far-reaching consequences. Even I can't see it clearly."

"Although I had foreseen this, I was unable to take action. Even though Jie was still in the initial and weak stages, if I took action, fate would bring about an extremely terrifying counterattack."

"The attempt to influence it indirectly failed as expected."

Qingyi’s master.

The man in blue who became Fang Suichu's immortal tribulation was specially arranged by this Zhen'e.

Under normal circumstances, no matter how much one dotes on a disciple, one will never give him a real weapon.

According to the words of this Master Cheyou, that was his attempt.

After listening to Master Cheyou's words, Fang Suichu understood what he meant.

"If you're afraid of fate, how dare you show up here now?"

After hearing Fang Suichu's question, this ancient immortal actually answered it seriously.

"Because, according to my calculations, this is the only chance for fate to take direct action."

The whites of Master Cheyou's eyes suddenly disappeared and turned pure black.

A scroll appeared in his hand.

As soon as the scroll appeared, it naturally exuded a sense of inspiration.

An inspiration that even Zhen'e felt terrified.

"Holy True Dharma Decree..."

The high priest of the White Lotus Demon Cult revealed the origin of this object and looked at Master Cheyou with an incredible look on his face.

"According to the order, the demons are suppressed..."

Zhenren Cheyou spoke as he slowly unveiled the decree.

Chapter 246 Supervisor

The realm of Saintly Truth is almost the highest realm that can be reached by acquired cultivators, except for those innate divine truths nurtured in three days.

The strange cultivators in the Holy Realm are named "Saint" to highlight the unimaginable realm they have reached in their respective strange ways.

Zhen'e can make decisions on most matters in the mortal world, while Shengzhen is the one who holds the bottom position and will never show up until the overall situation undergoes irreversible changes.

In other words, no matter what the situation becomes, as long as Shengzhen comes forward, the situation can be rewritten.

The last recorded instance of Sheng Zhen taking action was ten years ago.

A life-and-death battle between the White Lotus Cult and the State of Wu.

The two forces that were originally fighting to the death had no choice but to accept the current situation under Sheng Zhen's arrangement.

And if Shengzhen were to take action in the mortal world, the price he would pay would be even more terrifying than one could imagine.

It can be said that every time a Saint is invited, one consumes a foundation that is difficult to make up for in hundreds of years.

The Holy Truth Decree is equivalent to a move in the Holy Truth realm.

Even in the academy, few of these decrees remain.

There is only one such thing in the White Lotus Demon Sect today.

The High Priest Zhongtian had never expected that this Cheyou Shangzhen would request such an edict.

And it is not for the purpose of fighting another battle for the survival of the Taoist orthodoxy with the White Lotus Holy Sect.

It was simply to deal with this Taoist Master Fang Xian.

I think too highly of this Taoist Master Fangxian.

That's not right either...

The High Priest of Zhongtian changed his mind.

Cheyou Shangzhen is an existence that has reached a very deep level in the path of destiny, and may be very close to Shengzhen.

The appearance of such a true disaster in a place almost represents the will of heaven in that place, and it can see things that ordinary people cannot see at all.

For practitioners who cultivate the Great Dao of Destiny, every action they take, no matter how outrageous, is bound to be caused by every sip and bite.

In other words, this Supreme Master Cheyou took out this Holy True Decree because he felt it was necessary to deal with this Taoist Master Fangxian.

When he looked at Fang Suichu again, the High Priest Zhongtian looked at him with a different look in his eyes.

I originally thought that I could deal with this incomparable evil demon, but now I no longer have such thoughts.

The High Priest of Zhongtian took a step back silently.

This retreat means leaving the center of the battlefield.

There is no need. Since Master Cheyou has already achieved this point and is dealing with an enemy, there is naturally no need for me to take action again.

When the High Priest Zhongtian took a step back, the scroll had already slowly opened.