Chapter 115: The Wheel of the Six Paths of Divine Sense
Jin Dongliu's finger finally fell, the mountains trembled, the rocks peeled off, and turned into powder, invincible and irresistible, Jiangnan roared like a trapped beast, but it couldn't change the result at all.
"Nephew Jin, why get so angry?"
But at this moment, a woman's light and calm voice was suddenly heard, and a finger as white as jade was poking out from a distance, like a jade pillar, with a light flick of the finger, it hit the ground with a bang. Jin Dongliu is on top of that mountain-like finger.
Two fingers touched lightly, and the two cars bounced off without the slightest smell of fireworks.
"It turned out to be Uncle Han from Qianyuan Palace in Linggan Peak."
Jin Dongliu glanced at the people coming and going, smiled slightly, and said lightly: "Uncle Han, are these people your disciples? Your disciples killed several of my juniors, and they deserve to die, but my nephew has never done anything wrong." , just to wait for someone who can speak.”
Han Fang also received a letter from Feihe from Mu Yan'er, and immediately set off to come. Unexpectedly, he encountered Jin Dongliu who was about to shoot Jiangnan Mu Yan'er and others with one finger, so he immediately rescued them. But even she was extremely afraid of Jin Dongliu.
There are two ways of righteousness and evil, each sect and sect, geniuses are like stars twinkling, countless, but there are only a few people who can really make the older generation like her look in the eyes and fear them.
And Jin Dongliu of the Taixuan Sacred Sect is the one she fears the most!
Although Jin Dongliu's cultivation has not yet reached the realm of the Divine Palace, his strength is not weaker than her, the older generation of the Divine Palace. If she really made a move, she thought to herself that it might not be Jin Dongliu's. opponent.
"Nephew Jin, if you have anything to say, you might as well just say it." Han Fang raised her hand to smooth her messy hair at the temples, and said with a smile.
"Okay! Then the nephew will be straightforward!"
Jin Dongliu laughed loudly: "Your disciple killed the seven members of my Taixuan Sect. It is an unforgivable crime. However, Junior Brother Chen and others are all like ants, so they are not worthy of anger between me and my uncle. But my Taixuan Sect My name can’t be lost, and my nephew will soon make a breakthrough, build a shrine, and soon monopolize a spiritual mountain, but I don’t have a dynasty under my command to support me. So this Leqing Kingdom, I also ask my uncle to give it to my nephew. This is One!"
Han Fang frowned slightly, smiled and said, "What about the second?"
"The spiritual spring in this mountain also belongs to my nephew."
Jin Dongliu smiled and said: "If the uncle agrees, I will be the master. The old and new hatreds will be wiped out without disturbing each other's teachers. What do you think?"
Han Fang sighed, glanced at Mu Yan'er and the others, nodded and said, "I agree. Le Qingguo is originally under my name, so it's okay to give it to you."
Jin Dongliu laughed loudly: "Uncle Han is really straightforward, women don't give in to men! In this case, my nephew accepts it with a smile. Uncle Han, my nephew has one more unfeeling request, that is, I want to take him away!"
He stretched out his hand to point to Jiangnan, and said lightly: "My Taixuan Sect lost seven disciples. Although my nephew can be suppressed, if the higher authorities find out, it will still be difficult for my nephew. There must be a scapegoat. Please also ask the teacher Uncle Chengquan."
He was quite conceited, and decided that Han Fang didn't want to turn against him, so he appointed Jiangnan to be captured.
"Nephew Jin, it's not impossible for you to take Nephew Jiang away."
Han Fang laughed dumbly, shook her head and said, "But you have to think clearly, if you take him away, I'm afraid you won't be able to return to Taixuan Shengzong alive."
Jin Dongliu's heart moved, and he said with a smile: "Could it be that he is the disciple of the noble sect?"
"It's not."
Han Fang smiled and said: "If I am the disciple of Xuantian Sacred Sect, the Supreme Master will not embarrass you, but he is the disciple of Senior Sister Luo, if Senior Sister Luo knows that you have kidnapped her disciple, even if you have three heads and six arms , and cannot escape death.”
"Luohuayin?"
Jin Dongliu's heart was awe-inspiring, and he laughed loudly: "Thank you for the reminder, uncle. In this case, I will not move him before the realm of Shenfu. However, after completing the cultivation of Shenfu, my nephew still wants to ask Uncle Luo for advice." Asking for advice! Uncle, my nephew will take my leave first, and in a few days, my nephew will send people to expropriate Le Qingguo, and ask my uncle to be lenient."
After all, he glanced at Jiangnan who was still struggling to attack the Purple Mansion, feeling a little bit reluctant in his heart.
He still thinks that there must be some strange treasure in the center of Jiangnan's eyebrows, protecting his mind, so that his divine consciousness incarnation will be destroyed when he enters it.
However, now that Han Fang appeared, he was not sure that he could beat Han Fang and win the treasure in Jiangnan's eyebrows. Moreover, even if he kidnapped Jiangnan, Han Fang would definitely inform Luo Huayin. Facing that lawless female devil, Jin Dongliu felt a little trembling.
Jin Dongliu made a decisive decision and drifted away.
Han Fang sighed, and said silently in her heart: "You can make me so afraid at such a young age, why doesn't my Xuantian Sacred Sect have such magnificent disciples? Even the few disciples accepted by the head teacher, I'm afraid they can't compare on him..."
She sighed secretly in her heart, and landed directly. Only then did Mu Yan'er and the others feel the boundless pressure disappear. Jiang Lin got up quickly and was about to help Jiang Nan get up. he!"
With tears in her eyes, Jiang Lin choked up and said, "Master, my brother's leg is broken..."
"It doesn't matter if the leg is broken, your Uncle Luo is capable of putting it on for him, but don't touch him right now!"
Han Fang frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "He is in a mysterious state at the moment. If you move him without authorization and break his state of mind, it will make him waste all his previous efforts, and even go into a madness directly. [***] die!"
Jiang Lin was taken aback, and quickly stopped: "Master, is my brother okay?"
Mu Yan'er was also a little worried, and looked at Han Fang.
Han Fang frowned slightly, shook her head and said, "I'm not too sure about this. I've never encountered such a phenomenon as Zi Chuan. He seems to be attacking Zifu. It's strange, he just stepped into the realm of God Wheel not long ago. It's just that in the early stages of the Divine Wheel Realm, there is absolutely no possibility of opening the Purple Mansion, but it seems that Nephew Jiang does have the ability to open the Purple Mansion..."
Jiang Nan's current state really puzzled her.
Han Fang's knowledge is also considered extraordinary, but it is the first time that she has seen someone who has just cultivated a chakra and can attack the Zifu and cultivate supernatural powers.
Between Jiangnan's brows, the demonic sea and demonic flames were still stirring, rolling in the demonic domain to burn his body and spirit, making him grow stronger in spirit and body in the boundless pain.
Not only that, but his profound fetus is still refining Jin Dongliu's spiritual consciousness, the quality of which is far higher than that of divine sense, let alone the spiritual consciousness of a genius like Jin Dongliu!
Jin Dongliu is a disciple of the Taihuang Patriarch, he practiced the most profound classics of the Taixuan Sect, and he has gained endless opportunities. He has eaten countless treasures from heaven and earth, and stepped on the Seven Treasures Stage of Daotai at a young age On top of that, even Han Fang is not as strong as he has cultivated his spiritual consciousness.
It can be seen how much benefit Jin Dongliu's incarnation of divine consciousness has brought to Jiangnan.
hum!
Suddenly, a wheel of spiritual thoughts appeared behind Jiangnan Xuantai's head. He had not yet fully refined Jin Dongliu's incarnation of spiritual consciousness, but he had already cultivated the third wheel of spiritual thoughts!
Not long after, the fourth wheel of divine sense also formed impressively.
Then comes the fifth!
After a long time, the sixth wheel of spiritual thoughts also began to form slowly, but it was slightly wobbly and not stable. Jiangnan had completely refined Jin Dongliu's spiritual consciousness into his own spiritual consciousness, and he had condensed it in one fell swoop. With four wheels of divine sense, plus the two wheels of divine sense that I had cultivated originally, there are as many as six.
His divine sense has become stronger than ever, and he is even more handy in mobilizing the Xuantai Jinren. He can almost mobilize the power of the entire Demon Realm, and bless it on the Xuantai Jinren, so that the power of the Xuantai Jinren will increase sharply one after another. Many times!
Click!
The gate of the Purple Mansion was in constant turmoil, and it was pushed aside by the mysterious golden man.
The gate of the Purple Mansion opened slightly, revealing the infinite purple energy inside, dense and turbulent, almost gushing out from the Purple Mansion.
Jiangnan suddenly dissipated the wheel of spiritual thoughts, and the gate of Zifu closed suddenly.
"Huh?"
Han Fang suddenly let out a sigh, frowned and said, "Nephew Jiang can obviously open the Purple Mansion and cultivate supernatural powers, why did he suddenly lose his spiritual thoughts?"
She was puzzled, and saw a divine wheel suddenly appeared between Jiangnan's brows, and a magic clock floated in the center of the divine wheel, vibrating continuously, and only heard the sound of scoffing, and pieces of broken bones were squeezed out of his body by him.
Jiang Nan gritted his teeth and didn't even hum. The magical powers of the Demon Clock's domineering body continued to urge and run, speeding up the repair of physical damage. His broken muscles began to grow slowly, and the powerful vitality brought about by the burning body of the Demon Realm began to flourish. Run, and even the bones begin to regenerate rapidly!
After a long time, all the bones of Jiangnan's legs grew out, and the broken muscles healed. He stood up and saluted Han Fang, saying, "Thank you, uncle, for your help."
"The physical body has been cultivated to the point where it can be resurrected. What kind of supernatural power is this?"
Han Fang glanced at him, surprised in her heart, and said softly: "Nephew Jiang, I see that you are about to open the Purple Mansion just now and cultivate supernatural powers, why did you suddenly give up?"
"I haven't fully perfected my physical supernatural powers yet, and my cultivation has not yet reached the peak of the god wheel. There is still room for further strengthening and improvement of the Zifu. It is still too early to open the Zifu."
Jiang Nan said lightly: "I want to beat Jin Dongliu in the future, stand on the same level as him, let him kneel down, if I can't be truly invincible in the same level, how can I beat him?"
Knowing that he was humiliated at the hands of Jin Dongliu today, Han Fang hated Jin Dongliu in her heart, shook her head and said, "Jin Dongliu was more than a hundred years earlier than you, and your cultivation level is still low, so it is reasonable to be defeated by him." Among them, there is no need to worry about it.”
Jiang Nan nodded and said with a smile: "Uncle Master, don't worry, I'm not stupid enough to seek revenge on him now. This time, because of my relationship, Uncle Master lost a dynasty dedicated to Lingshan and lost a spiritual spring. I I really feel sorry for you. Vulture King, take out all the spiritual liquid and give it to Uncle Han!"
Seeing this, Han Fang smiled and said, "Zi Chuan, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid that both of my disciples would have died. This time I still want to thank you, and I've got you injured too." , I’m the one who feels sorry for it. As for the spiritual liquid, you’d better keep it yourself, how can Master Uncle have the nerve to accept your gift?”
Different from Luo Huayin, Luo Huayin is clever and quick-witted, and her surname is out of character, while Han Fang is steady and generous, giving people a feeling of loving mother like a spring breeze.
(to be continued)