Chapter 1145 Scared Me
After resting for a day in the Ancient Bone Palace, a group of messengers from the Divine Court set out again to rush to the Pure Land. However, the atmosphere in the human world became very strange. Although the previous trip was often unreliable and made all kinds of nonsense, the Son of God of the Night Clan was always there. He tried his best to be patient, but after being tricked once at Baiduan Mountain, he obviously had resentment towards Fang Xing. Even when he glanced at Fang Xing occasionally, he couldn't hide the murderous intention in his heart. Fang Xing became much more honest. There was no more fooling around along the way, but instead, he was meditating all the time.
Everything that happened at Baiduan Mountain naturally went extremely smoothly, and the result was better than Fang Xing had imagined.
However, through this series of events, Fang Xing began to seriously think about how his own strength compared with others.
In troubled times, in the final analysis, one's strength is the most important.
With strength, you can continue to be free and easy. What can't you do?
But if you don't have enough strength, you can only take risks and make mistakes, walking on thin ice, which is really not a pleasant thing.
He also thought that he could not be considered weak now. In the previous world of cultivation, he might have been ranked among the top masters in the world. In terms of cultivation, he was at the third level of transcending tribulations, second only to the ancient gods of China. The ancestors of the aristocratic family who had overcome the tribulation; when it came to magic weapons, he had the shrine given by the God Lord, as well as the pagoda array, which were all comparable to immortal treasures, and had no gaps in defense; when it came to fighting skills, he not only had The original fairy infant also has a demon body. If it exerts all its strength, it will be a two-for-one fight, which will be very troublesome.
But these strengths, compared to today's Tianyuan, are still not outstanding.
Not to mention the lofty God-King, he may not be able to deal with just these little holy kings of the Gods.
The power of the God Son of the Night Clan was somewhat unfathomable. He had already seen the ferocious power of the White Bone Saint Lord, and he could only get beaten in front of him, but the Son of God of the Night Clan was able to fight with him, and then his whole body was covered with blood. Retreat, it seems that even if he is defeated, it is not much different. From this point of view, this night owl is really better than him. At least he has the strength to transcend the seventh to ninth levels of tribulation. If there is no shrine and pagoda, If you use the formation to protect yourself, I guess you won't be able to survive a few rounds under this guy...
And the other little sages are not simple people either.
When he was at Fengchan Mountain, he once beat up Shanzi violently, but it was a sneak attack. In real terms, even if he couldn't defeat him, he could at least fight with him a few times; the four princes of Canglanhai, Ao Kuang and Ao Gu, The two little god kings were born in Tianyuan, but they have good blood and extremely terrifying strength. At present, if they start a fight with them, the outcome is probably 50-50, so it is difficult to determine.
The evil people in the Xiaoxian Realm are also the existence that Fang Xing is extremely afraid of.
This person once obtained the Wedding Clothes Technique of the twelve masters of the Small Immortal Realm. If those twelve veteran cultivators who have transcended tribulations have instilled their cultivation into him, Fang Xing even feels that this is the case in terms of cultivation and background. Among the ten little saints of the Divine Court, apart from the Son of God of the Night Clan, this person is the strongest. However, precisely because this person was born in the Immortal Realm, he is naturally a head shorter than the Gods and lacks confidence, so Fang Xing has always been She looked down on him a bit, and even when she usually flirted with him a few words, he never took Fang Xing seriously.
As for the other Little Saint Lords, they may be strong or weak, and they are not people to be underestimated, but Fang Xing is not afraid of them either.
Especially Tai Yuan, the descendant of the Nether Tribe. He was originally far stronger than Fang Xing, but he was shot by the Master of Prisoner's Heart Cliff when he was in Beihai. His cultivation was half-impaired. Now he is probably the weakest among all the little saints. Fang Xing could almost kill him by raising his hand...
"Now, I want to improve my skills again. There are only three ways to do it!"
Fang Xing was tossing and turning on this road, just thinking about this question: "Either, strengthen the foundation and survive the thunder tribulation! Originally, after each thunder tribulation, there can be a period of freedom of seven or eight hundred years, and the thunder tribulation cannot Will find me again, and even be more careful, stay in seclusion more, and fight less. This period can be extended to a thousand years. But if I want to improve my strength, I can only take the initiative to deal with the disaster. After the disaster, as long as I don't die, , then you will get great fortune from the thunder tribulation, and your cultivation level will increase greatly!"
"It's a pity that I just passed through the Thunder Tribulation and I don't have enough foundation. If I go through another tribulation, I may not be able to pass smoothly. If I use the method of killing gods to kill and accumulate injustice to strengthen my foundation, then the person I want to kill will be gone. Ten thousand, or one hundred thousand? I'm afraid it may not be enough until I am weak! But if I accumulate slowly, it will take a lot of time. I am busy every day and have nothing to do. How can I have time to accumulate slowly? Therefore, in order to overcome the tribulation Things can only be decided one step at a time, it’s best to find the Supreme Sutra and then make plans!”
"The second method is to continue cultivating the Immortal Infant Demonic Soul!"
Fang Xing continued to meditate: "Uncle Eleven has devoted his whole life to helping me develop this unique cultivation method. If I can practice it to the extreme, and then the two souls merge into one, then my combat power will reach the peak of my realm. Even if your cultivation level cannot be improved too much, your strength will increase by leaps and bounds. Not to mention being invincible at the same level, haha, maybe you can fight against others across a large realm..."
"The third method is this shrine!"
"The palace is a small world. It can no longer be described as a magic weapon. It is a foundation for settling down and establishing a life. Even in the Great Immortal World, where all the immortals gather, there are not many people who have the ability to refine this thing. If you want to be big, The Golden Crow guy, because he obtained the small world of Prisoner's Heart Cliff in Beihai, is now almost in the sky. If he really faced it, he might not be his match. Refining the small world to enhance its power is also a way. It’s just that it’s too difficult to enhance the small world, and it can’t be done easily!”
"To strengthen the small world, we must either increase the power of the core formation of the small world. I am not worried about this. I have already begun to refine the pagoda formation into the small world. When successful, the power of the small world can be increased by at least ten times. , the second method is to enhance the space of the small world. The larger the space, the greater the power of the small world, but this is extremely difficult!"
The small world is the product of the perfection of the art of refining weapons, making talismans, and magic circles. It is extremely complicated to use the method of refining magic weapons to refine the void, and to use the art of runes to ensure its stability. The complete rules of heaven and earth are really complicated. It is impossible for ordinary monks to do it. For example, Fang Xing now wants to split a part of the void and bring it into the palace. It can be done with his cultivation level, but if he wants to maintain his stability after increasing the space, , the only way is to use fairy gold to refine the Tongtian Pillar of the small world.
The God Lord thought carefully and ordered the Immortal God King and Jiuyou God King to pay him a hundred taels of immortal gold each, but even if they were all used, it would only be enough for him to expand a few hundred feet, and he couldn't do it himself. , we need to find some monks who specialize in this technique!
All in all, the strength of a person who practices cultivation is nothing more than three aspects: cultivation, combat power, and magic weapon.
The road to overcoming tribulations lies in Fang Xing's cultivation. If he can survive several tribulations, he will have a certain strength.
Combat strength refers to the use of all magical powers and martial arts, the use of one's own strength, etc.
The magic weapon is even simpler, it is your own weapon!
Fang Xing's three paths have all taken shape. They seem to have many choices, but in fact they are all limited.
After all, when one has reached his level of cultivation, every step forward is extremely difficult, so how can there be any ease?
Now all he can do is to refine the pagoda formation and enter the temple while continuing to meditate on the Taishang Sutra.
Taishang Qiudao Jing is a magical scripture. The more he understands it, the more clever ideas he will have when fighting with others.
"The Pure Land has finally arrived!"
Just like this, I practiced quietly all the way, walking along the quiet water for four or five days, and finally arrived at the edge of the Demonic Abyss. Looking forward, the dark clouds that had always existed in the sky seemed to have been cut open with a knife, revealing the clear and bright sky. The sky enters the sea here, and hundreds of miles away on the seaside, there are several strange peaks. On one of the peaks, there is a black iron platform, which is simple and heavy. On the black platform, there are several people standing in the wind. , looked over from a distance, and behind him stood a flag with the words "Alliance of Immortals" written on it.
The pure land of Xihe Niuzhou, one of the four Tianyuan states, has finally arrived.
It is strange to say that Fang Xing has also been in Tianyuan for many years, traveling all over the country and has been everywhere, but this is the first time he has visited the Pure Land!
"It is of great significance to go to the Pure Land. I hope all the saints will be careful in their words and deeds, so as not to lose the majesty of my divine court!"
At this time, an old waiter in gray clothes stood up, saluted the little saints solemnly, and said something on behalf of the God Lord. The other little saints did not dare to be careless at this time. , including the God Son of the Night Clan, all stood up to return the salute, bowed in agreement, then straightened their clothes, stood upright, and the ceremonial tent next to them was also erected firmly, with the big flag waving.
"The messenger from the Divine Court has arrived!"
The old waiter in gray clothes stood on top of the clouds and shouted loudly, and his voice spread far away.
"welcome!"
From the black high platform in the distance, there was also a loud shout. There was an old man in black standing on the high platform. With a wave of his sleeves, he saw that all the clouds in the surrounding sky had gathered. Coming over, a road composed of clouds was formed. It was soft and spread for three hundred miles. One end extended to the front of Yunjia, the little saint of Shenting, and the other end connected to the high platform.
"Don't lose your etiquette, get off the jade chariot, and walk over!"
The God Son of the Night Clan gave a faint order and was the first to step onto the cloud road, walking forward slowly.
The other little sages also acted in the same way, with their big sleeves fluttering, and they walked forward on the cloud road, each one of them looking noble.
When it was Fang Xing's turn, several eyes looked over at him inadvertently.
Before now, Xing Xing had been hiding in the small world and would not show up easily, because there were many big shots who wanted his life. Only by hiding in the small world could he protect his safety. But now, the Son of God of the Night Clan has given an order, It would be a bit unseemly for everyone to walk there if he did not leave the small world, but if he left the small world, the crisis would be doubled.
“I’ve been sitting here for a long time, so it’s time to move around!”
Fang Xing didn't hesitate, just said lazily, and then got out of the skull's mouth and set foot on the cloud road.
"Whoosh" "Whoosh" "Whoosh"
At the moment when he was completely out of the protection of the small world and completely exposed to the broad daylight, on the vast pure land, suddenly there were the eyes of no less than seven or eight people, traveling through the endless void at this moment, staring at him instantly. On him.
Facing this gaze, Fang Xing's legs weakened and he almost fell down.
Then he had some annoyance on his face, looked back at those eyes with hatred, and muttered: "It scared me!"