Chapter 391 In the World
The "Reincarnation Art" used by Huang Quantu can cover up all his aura, including the aura of Qingdimuhuanggong, and the various inductions of the World Tree.
Mu Taoist is a monster of the wood type, and has a very strong sense of wood type sacred objects and wood type supernatural powers, similar to the origin. If he kept letting it feel like this, Fang Han would run out of mana before he could escape back to the Yuhua Gate. You must know that the ancient giant has a long breath, and can use his own thoughts to absorb the vitality of the fairy world. Has the same function as the world tree.
The breath of fighting is long, and Fang Han will definitely not be able to fight the joint efforts of the two ancient giants now.
The greatest ability of the ancient giant is to use his own divine sense to open the void, continuously absorb vitality from the fairy world, and reach the realm of longevity. Those who eat qi are immortal, for longevity.
The biggest weakness of Fang Han's battle with the ancient giants is that the advantage of the World Tree is offset, and it does not have any advantage in terms of long mana.
Therefore, he decided to avoid the edge first.
Use the reincarnation formula to dodge for a while, the longer the time, the more vigorous the accumulated mana. The more confident you are in successfully escaping back to the Yuhua Gate, otherwise flying down like this will consume a lot of mana. Before flying back to the Yuhua Gate, he already had no strength. It's even worse then.
Although Fang Han has survived the catastrophe of wind and fire, the five seas of consciousness in his mind have doubled in size, but the three new supernatural powers newly added by Jindan are also extremely mana-consuming, especially the Great Purdue Chan Light consumes mana even more. Mana is a highly condensed and transformed spirit.
Buddhist exercises all cultivate the mind and spirit, and consume more mana than the immortal way.
As soon as he performed the "Reincarnation Art", Fang Han turned into a deadly scholar, his body breath was completely hidden, and he aimed at a crowded place in the secular world, and suddenly projected downward. In the blink of an eye, a scholar appeared among the bustling crowd in a huge city.
This city is extremely prosperous, although it is not comparable to the Daxuan Empire, it is comparable to Longyuan Province where Fang Han lives. There are Guangyu Buildings everywhere, all kinds of characters of the three religions, beggars, businessmen, scholars, warriors, peddlers, entertainers, storytellers, and some gorgeously decorated carriages, which are loaded with some wealthy families. Beside the carriage, there are maids waiting on them. Go to the Taoist temple to offer incense to the ancestor of the immortal Tao, and pray for peace.
Fang Han was just standing on a street in this city, with a strong worldly atmosphere rushing towards him. With a little movement of his ears, all kinds of voices entered his mind, and in an instant, he understood where this place was.
"Stinky tofu, selling stinky tofu... My ancestors helped the imperial palace as an imperial cook, and this great grandfather, before he made a fortune, would like us to remember a bite of stinky tofu."
"As I said last time, Immortal Liu spewed out a flying sword. The white light covered the light of the sun and the moon, and the evil dragon in the old dragon pool was immediately frightened out of his wits..." This is a teahouse Among them, the storyteller is telling the story.
"Brother Wang, what kind of questions will be asked in this scientific examination? Which examiner will preside over it? When we write an article, we have to figure out the examiner's preferences. You brush it down." At the gate of an academy, several scholars in Confucian uniforms and green shirts came out, talking while walking.
"Pity us for ten years of hard work, studying the books of sages and sages, and just watch this science exam. After I pass the exam, I must go to Chunfeng Building to call two girls and have fun."
"That's right. We have studied hard for many years. Once we get rich, life is short. If we don't enjoy ourselves in time, we will be powerless when we get old. That's the tragedy."
"It's better to have fun now than to have fun after passing the exam. Let's go to Chunfeng Building now. My family sent me a hundred taels of silver just now, so I can have fun."
"Young Master, wake up. Give us poor people a bite to eat, and do good deeds." A middle-aged woman was carrying a child on her back. Both of them had tattered clothes, especially the child, whose face was dirty. Yes, he sucked his finger with his mouth, knelt down in front of Fang Han, and said, "Young master will definitely be the top student in this scientific examination."
Fang Han felt sorry for the middle-aged women and children, and with a movement of his palm, he threw out a piece of silver.
There is also a lot of gold and silver in the map of Huangquan. It was the last time that the Jue Ming island owner was killed and a gold and silver island was emptied. But these are of no use to Fang Han. Throwing out a piece at will is enough for many people in the world to live for a long time.
"Ah, son and lord Wandai!" The middle-aged woman had a heavy silver ingot in her hand, and she seemed to be unable to believe her eyes. After confirming it, she kowtowed again and again, but Fang Han had already left.
"Life is short, and for a few decades, even emperors and generals, timely enjoyment is fleeting, like a dream. And the poor who have no food and clothing all their lives are even more impoverished. Where is the happiness of immortality! Bitter, bitter, Suffering, all living beings are suffering!"
This is the first time Fang Han has stepped into the secular world since he practiced immortality. He feels the various forms of the world in the world, and he can't help but feel a little compassion for the beings in the world.
In his view, birth, old age, sickness and death, wealth and prosperity are all suffering in a short period of time.
Suddenly, he remembered Linglong Immortal Venerable's great wish technique, the great wish.
At this moment, he also wanted to make a great wish, to save thousands of sentient beings in the world, escape from the sea of suffering, and practice immortality.
However, he didn't send it out.
"My current strength is not enough to undertake such a great ambition. I haven't cultivated to immortality yet, so what qualifications do I have to save others? Rescue others? Immortal Linglong, with such strength, undertakes such great ambitions, but I don't have that .”
Fang Han is very clear in his heart, he is still in danger now.
Boom!
Just when he realized all kinds of worldly things and the world of mortals, suddenly, he felt the extremely high sky, and powerful spiritual thoughts emanating down. The invisible divine sense enveloped the entire land with a radius of thousands of miles, searching inch by inch, especially everyone in this city was shot by the divine sense.
"No, Taoist Long and Taoist Mu have caught up. Is my reincarnation formula useless?" Fang Han was startled. He knew that the majestic divine sense in the sky belonged to Taoist Long and Taoist Mu.
"No, if Taoist Long and Taoist Mu find you, they will kill you directly. Now if you search with their spiritual sense, it will prove that they have not found you. They have lost your trace. However, their spiritual sense is very powerful. , at least the people in this city will be shot by them, and they will make all kinds of analysis. If possible, they will lock you, the eternal giant in the secret realm of longevity, who is terribly terrifying. Ants, they can all count them. You don’t have such a powerful divine sense yet, so you can’t open the void and absorb the vitality of the fairy world.” Yan Dao: “So, you have to pretend to be a scholar.”
"Pretend to be a scholar?"
Fang Han noticed that a powerful divine mind was hovering in the sky, and was thinking about how to pretend to be a scholar. Suddenly, a voice came from the side of the road: "Measure fortune-telling, fortune-telling, future, past and future, all can be calculated. Pre-knowledge Five hundred years, five hundred years later."
Fang Han hurriedly looked over and found a fortune-telling booth by the roadside, with white cloths hanging casually, and an old man sitting behind the booth, extremely old, shouting feebly, without any sense of immortality or spirituality. People look at it as a mess. So at his fortune-telling stand, no one patronized.
"Fortune-telling? Do people in the world know their fate? Fate is nothing but endless changes. Even a master like Linglong Xianzun can't control the future destiny. A small fortune-teller actually dares to say foretelling Five hundred years, five hundred years later? I'm going to pretend to be a scholar to cover up."
While Fang Han was speaking, he walked up, took out a large piece of silver, and threw it on the table, startling the old man, staring blankly at the silver, and then looked at Fang Han weakly with his dim old eyes: "Young master, what do you want?"
"It's nothing, just take care of your business and accumulate some merits. I'm here to take the scientific examination." Fang Han smiled slightly: "I saw that you are not a fortune teller, so I just want to get something from you." Some auspicious words. Come on, say something nice. I follow the way of a sage, Confucianism, and I don’t believe in fate. But before the scientific examination, the pressure is great. You are right, all the money belongs to you.”
"Really?" The old fortune-teller lazily looked at Yinzi, stared at Fang Han for a long time, and then said: "Young man, you are not a scholar at all, are you? You are not here to calculate scientific examinations .”
"Oh? How do you say it?" Fang Han sat down at a roadside stall. He knew that some fortune tellers in the world like to surprise others, disturb others' minds, and come up with some useful things. Play it casually, bluff others, and then obediently take out the money.
"You have just gone through a catastrophe, but one catastrophe just came to an end, and another catastrophe happened again. You are here to avoid the catastrophe. Your fate is too many catastrophes, which is because you have created too many bad karmas in the past." The lazy old man used His fingers tapped on the table.
Fang Han couldn't help being startled when he heard this, and immediately looked at the lazy old man with his eyes. After looking at it for a long time, he found that the old man was wearing a black double-breasted coat, his fingers were thin, and he looked weather-beaten. Daodao has withstood the baptism of the years.
This is an ordinary old man in the world. There is nothing magical about it. There is no mana fluctuation on the body.
"What fate can I have? It's too mysterious." Fang Han shook his head and sneered again and again. "What evil fate did I make?"
"Xuanxuanxuan, don't take calamity lightly..." The old man looked at the sky and sighed: "The calamity is the heart demon, and the heart demon is the calamity. Everything in this world is the evolution of the heart demon."
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