This is how immortals are cultivated

Perhaps, her master, a spiritual master, will suffer a serious blow today because of her, the spirit-guiding disciple.

If this really happened, it would be horrific.

"Formation? Not bad, it's a large copy."

At present, Fang Sui has seen the complete formation of the Shuzhou provincial government, except for the half set he had seen in Changyin Mountain and the Jin family.

At present, this is obviously not comparable to that of a state capital, but it remains in a stable cycle.

Speaking of which, the Taiyin Form Refining Method that Fang Suichu obtained also contains the inheritance of the art of formation. If Fang Suichu really wants to break the formation like solving a problem, it will be no problem for him to do so.

But it’s not that complicated.

When it comes to breaking an array, if one strike doesn't work, then use two strikes; if two strikes don't work, then use three strikes.

In short, immortal martial arts and the path of human immortality are like this. They fight for their lives against the sky. What they compete for is who has a stronger life and who can withstand the current move and then kill the opponent with the next move.

Just when Fang Suichu was about to strike with the second knife, a powerful inspiration rose from it.

"Who are you and why are you attacking Tianchan Temple for no reason?" A loud voice came from below.

The inspiration is at the level of spiritual mystery. It is obvious that the master of Tianchan Temple, the spiritual mystery Taoist Xuanshen has come out.

Fang Suichu saw a large silver cocoon torn apart in the ruins of the Taoist temple, and the person inside it flew straight into the sky.

The man who came in front of Fang Suichu was a handsome young man.

He was wearing a white silk Taoist robe and a tall crown. Two things that looked like curled butterfly antennae extended from his forehead, and a pair of butterfly wings also grew on his back.

The bones are neat and tidy, and the spiritual power is vigorous. It can indeed be called the best among the spiritual secrets.

Taoist Xuanshen saw Fang Suichu, and the terrifying sword force that Fang Suichu had used to chop him down earlier made him feel extremely dangerous.

Then he noticed Fang Kexue and Zhou Fei in Fang Suichu's hands.

He didn't recognize Zhou Fei, but he did recognize Fang Kexue, who was called a disciple but was actually a concubine.

"Master..."

Seeing her backer, Fang Kexue's holy and cold fairy-like appearance among the mortals in the city was completely gone. Instead, she looked pitiful and charming.

But the half swollen face made this kind of pitifulness look extremely ugly.

Looking at Fang Kexue's expression and the guilty feeling in her face, Taoist Chanxuan immediately guessed what was going on.

It seems that this disciple has offended the other party, so he came directly to the mountain.

"My fellow Taoist, it is my fault that I, Xuan Shen, did not discipline you properly." Taoist Xuan Shen expressed his apology directly by clasping his fists.

"Yes, it's you..." Fang Sui's words stopped abruptly, and he stared at the Taoist Xuanshen in front of him with wide eyes, who had a gentle expression and tried hard to show kindness.

That's not right. According to the normal plot process, shouldn't I have brought my concubine to the mountain gate, and because of protecting my shortcomings and face, this Taoist Xuanshen became enemies with me, and I took action to deepen the cause and effect, and then I killed him according to the process?

While Fang Suichu was stunned, Xuan Shen continued, "I will definitely give you an explanation."

Xuan Shen was muttering something, and Fang Kexue in Fang Suichu's hand seemed to react. He showed a look of despair, let out a scream, and then his body began to shatter layer by layer until his entire body turned into pieces.

"Fang Kexue, if you dare to mess with my fellow Lingmi, you will die." Taoist Chanxuan said coldly.

After giving this "explanation", Xuan Shen smiled friendlyly again:

"Fellow Daoist, as an apology, please come to my Tianchan Temple. I just refined a furnace of Lingmi Zhendan and was thinking of offering it to a fellow Daoist."

When Xuan Shen opened his mouth, Zhou Fei in Fang Suichu's hand had already screamed:

"Ke Xue!"

She really couldn't imagine that her daughter's "immortal" master would actually kill her own daughter directly.

But the next moment, Zhou Fei let out an even louder scream. Fang Suichu had already loosened his grip, and the auntie was in free fall, plummeting from over a hundred meters to the hard ground below.

"hehe."

Taoist Xuanshen heard the laughter squeezed out from between the teeth of this unknown spiritual master.

"I see..."

"Ok?"

"What a scheming person! He is such a scheming person that he must want to endure hardships..." Fang Suichu said in a low voice.

"what?"

Ignoring Taoist Xuanshen's surprise, Fang Suichu had already understood the mentality behind the other party's behavior of showing weakness.

Being unwilling to protect one's shortcomings does not mean that one really won't protect them, but it does prove that the other party is an old villain who probably wants to endure the humiliation and get revenge later.

The other party's initiative to "confess" further proved what Fang Suichu was thinking.

"Your scheming is so deep... You are destined for death."

"You must not stay, you must not stay..."

Taoist Xuanshen saw two scarlet spots blooming in the dark pupils of this powerful spiritual master, and his heart tightened at that moment, and he felt a huge horror.

The next moment, a terrifying murderous intent burst out and slashed towards him.

Taoist Xuanshen shouted, and a colorful handkerchief automatically appeared in front of him, blocking the murderous knife.

"Hmm? A fake real weapon? As expected... you came prepared."

"I almost made a mistake."

"Go to hell, you old bastard!"

Chapter 97 Even the system has returned to normal

The terrifying sword energy was so sharp and fast that even Taoist Xuanshen couldn't react at a distance of several meters.

If it weren't for the pseudo-genuine weapon passed down and accumulated in the temple, I'm afraid that this blow would have cut all my bones and spiritual organs into pieces.

Seeing the strange fellow spiritual practitioner again, although his form had not changed and he had not revealed the true spiritual truth, he was already like a terrifying demon here at Xuan Shen's place, and his murderous intent almost blocked and froze this airspace.

Why?

While being surprised, Taoist Xuanshen was also full of doubts.

He thought he had done his best to be polite and none of his colleagues could point out any impoliteness on his part.

"madman!"

Taoist Xuanshen could only think that the person in front of him was a madman, a madman who had become mentally disturbed due to practicing magic.

"Damn Fang Kexue! She actually provoked such a vicious person."

Thinking back to the present, Xuan Shen was just about to mobilize this pseudo-real weapon inherited in the temple to repel the villain, or even suppress him here.

But a pure white fist with overwhelming force hit the handkerchief.

The four corners of the fake colorful silk handkerchief were covering the murderer, but were shaken away by the terrifying punch. After suffering this blow, the real weapon actually became shaky.

Seeing this, Xuan Shen was shocked. Following his will, the silk handkerchief immediately rolled back and wrapped around him, and he fled towards the Tianchan Temple below, hoping to rely on the protection of the mountain protection formation to resist the murderer.

However, how could he let go of this evil cultivator who had already been determined by Fang Suichu to be someone that he must not keep alive?

A hundred meters high, the slender figure fell straight down, with the three souls and the head and body, and the Taiyin refining the form. The body turned into white jade and crashed straight into the large formation formed by the spiritual power of the earth veins.

With a dull thud, the invisible barrier was directly knocked open, and the mountain and the ground where Tianchan Temple was located seemed to shake.

Taoist Xuanshen, who had just landed in the temple, felt the movement behind him.

What kind of magical bone is this that can break the formation with one's own strength?

He was terrified for a moment. The fake weapon wrapped around his body and quickly produced silver threads on the outside, wrapping him up into a big cocoon.

This can be considered as Xuanshen's secret life-saving technique, and also a display of its transformation ability.

This cocoon protects the body, and with the real weapon, even a blow from the real evil cannot break it, let alone the spiritual secret.

However, at the moment when Scrophularia entered the cocoon, a slight tremor was heard from outside the cocoon.

The murderer's attack arrived.

Even ordinary spiritual secrets could not shake the cocoon in the slightest, but the opponent was able to make it tremble slightly. His killing power was indeed astonishing.

Xuan Shen calmed down a little and thought so, and his heart gradually calmed down.

Unless the other party is really willing to stay here forever, there is absolutely no way to get him out of this cocoon.

The trembling from the outside world continued. Xuan Shen did not dare to peek into the outside world, but it was hard to imagine what kind of powerful killing move the other party was using to continuously bombard the cocoon.

Xuan Shen's heart was also filled with bitterness.

As for?

Even if they are mortal enemies or mortal enemies in the struggle for the Great Dao, none of them are as unreasonable as you, fellow Taoist.

Xuan Shen waited quietly for the bombardment outside the cocoon to stop, but gradually his heart became anxious again.

Because the bombardment showed no signs of stopping, there were nearly a hundred bombardments in a short period of time.

And each blow carries enough force to shake the cocoon.

No...is it that long-lasting?

What made Xuan Shen even more anxious was that the vibration of the cocoon did not weaken, but became even more violent.

This means that the villain outside keeps attacking, and each move is more powerful than the last.

Outside in the Tianchan Temple, the first thing Fang Suichu did when he landed was to shock to death the other strange cultivators who had escaped the net, and then he attacked the cocoon where Taoist Xuanshen was hiding.

"With so many life-saving skills and such sophisticated methods, you're still saying you're not an old scoundrel who's well-versed in the art of hiding?"

"I really let you stay here. There will be endless troubles."

Fang Suichu took a deep breath, and the air from all directions poured into his mouth and nose. His acupoints in the sky were like black holes, constantly absorbing the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth.

Fang Suichu's form did not change, but as he took a step forward and swung his fist, it was as if his form swelled up and turned into a giant of eight feet. His spirit, intention, strength and momentum were completely connected and smashed towards the big cocoon.

With one punch, the ground where the cocoon stood shattered, and a large number of spider-web-like cracks spread from the center to the surrounding areas, and the platform where the cocoon stood even sank into it.

However, even if the ground was broken, the cocoon remained motionless without any cracks.

"Oh? Still pretty hard?"

Seeing this, Fang Sui was not at all worried, but his eyes were shining.

Since the development of the Taiyin Form Training Technique, among the strange cultivators, except for the real disasters and including the pseudo-real weapons, there has been no one who can withstand Fang Suichu's three moves head-on.

Even Ling Mi, as far as we can see now, is tough but can't withstand more than three of his punches.

"Good! Excellent sandbag!"

Fang Suichu cheered loudly, and began to punch without mercy with his surging energy.

The ground cracked even more, and the cocoon sank deeper into the ground. The original platform changed from a flat surface to the shape of a deep pit.

However, the more he swung his punches, the less damage he caused to the surroundings, and instead the greater the vibration of the cocoon.

Fang Suichu seemed to be refining a furnace of precious elixir, and this elixir was nothing but his own strength.

The more you practice this power, the more concentrated and pure it becomes, and the more terrifying it becomes.

This force even drove the essence of the body, constantly tempering the black bead that Fang Suichu placed in the lower Huangting, and it already had a sense of "a world hidden in a corn" within it.

The expression on Scrophulariaceae's face inside the cocoon grew increasingly grim, and he became increasingly terrified. Originally full of confidence, he gradually became terrified as he felt the violent tremors that made the cocoon seem to be crumbling.

Finally, with an extremely terrifying blow, the trembling of the cocoon reached a certain extreme, and everything became quiet.

Only a very faint sound could be heard inside the dark cocoon, which was the sound of something shattering.

Suddenly, a palm broke the shell of the cocoon.

When he retracted it, a hole had appeared in the cocoon in front of Taoist Xuanshen, and a face was just outside the hole, looking at him with a smile.

The face that looked like a devil in Xuan Shen's eyes disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a palm.

He grabbed his neck with his palm and wiped him out with an aura that could annihilate everything.

Fang Suichu stood in the pit. The large cocoon in front of him had broken, leaving only a white pill in his palm.

It was also when Fang Suichu wiped out the Scrophularia that the system's voice sounded.

[Congratulations to the host for triggering this wonderful adventure. Don't despise the poor young man.]