Chapter 450 Mobile Small Treasure

It has been a very long time since the ten immortals of the Taishang Dao unified sect. In today's practice world, not many people even know the name Taishang Daotong, so they are only those who return to the market, or some old people who have lived longer in the outside world. The monster knows the legend of the Taishang Daotong, even in their eyes, the Taishang Daotong is an existence that was condemned by heaven and destroyed because of a catastrophe.

However, due to some reasons not recorded on the jade slips, the Xunlong family knows more about the Taishang Taoism, and also has a deep understanding of the greatest good fortune in the Taishang site. Think, it is for this road to heaven.

The road to the sky is too high, good fortune teaches the bereaved!

This is the greatest good fortune of the Taishang Taoist site, and also the greatest opportunity.

Judging from the meaning revealed in the jade slips, the Taishang Daoist Sect has indeed been condemned by heaven, but the orthodoxy has not yet been cut off. In this Taishang site, there is still a fairy tale left behind, which will be given to future generations. If you can come to the site of Taishang, find and pass through the legendary entrance road, you can get unimaginable encounters and fortunes, that is, you will become a relic of the Taishang orthodoxy.

What does this mean?

To put it simply, this person will get all the treasures and Taoism that were left in advance before the Supreme Taoism was destroyed.

What kind of chance is it that one person will own the entire Taishang Taoism?

It is because of this motivation that the Xunlong family has continued to explore the ruins for thousands of years, at the expense of a lot of money.

Regarding the Taishang Ruins, the Xunlong family has amazing information. They have even mastered the general layout and gates of the Xuanguan Road. It's just a failure, but in recent years, they can't even reach the heavenly road. The reason is that the death of the primordial spirit is getting stronger and stronger.

The primordial death energy in the Taishang ruins has become stronger and stronger as time goes by. It can be said that the appearance of this death energy is even beyond the expectations of those who left the last ray of immortality for the Supreme Daoist lineage. The majestic Dao Qi that surpasses the heaven and the earth can be said to be a treasure in the Taishang ruins. Who would have expected that after the Taishang Dao Lineage was robbed, it would be transformed into a life-threatening death Qi instead?

The most important thing is that this primordial death energy is invisible, weird and terrifying, and there is no good way to transform it.

If there is one thing, it is cultivation!

The higher the level of cultivation, the longer it lasts for this dead energy. The cultivation base of Jindan and below it will be taken away almost instantly. For monks of Nascent Soul, it can even last for a cup of tea, and Nascent Soul Mahayana monks can probably persist for about half an hour, and the cultivation of crossing the catastrophe may last for more than an hour, which is enough for them to escape from the domain shrouded in death energy calmly.

However, within Guixu, the rules have changed drastically, and it is impossible for monks to reach the cultivation level above Nascent Soul. It has hatred in front of it, and after studying for thousands of years, it has only found a few positions that can resist the death energy of the primordial, but it has never had a countermeasure.

The previous ancestors of the Xunlong family had to work hard to reach Tongtian Ancient Road. With the help of those positions, they calculated the time when the death energy of Hongmeng would arrive, and then walked and stopped, and entered Tongtian Road tactfully. , as Hongmeng's death aura became more and more intense, even those few safe positions had become no longer safe. Since then, they are not as good as their ancestors, and no one can reach the intersection of Tongtian.

"In this way, the most important thing in order to obtain Taoism is to resist this primordial death aura... It's just that the bronze mirror passed down by the ancestor of Hetian, what secret is it related to? In this jade slip, there is no definite The description is either Xunlong's research on the bronze mirror, which is recorded in another jade slip, or Xunlong's knowledge of the bronze mirror is only those things in the legend!"

Fang Xing spent a day and a night reading some of the contents of the jade slips, and began to think about it: "Looking at the appearance of Magu, it seems that this exploration of the ruins is indeed a must, maybe it's because of the launch in September. When the day comes, will the primordial death aura fade away with the opening of the Great Formation of the Ruins? That’s not true, this primordial death aura has nothing to do with the grand formation at all... What is Magu, that stinky woman thinking about? ? Do you want to take off her pants and beat her up to force some news out?"

Fang Xing thought about it, but he felt vaguely that the woman was thinking so deeply that he might not be able to ask anything even if he pressed her.

"Forget it, she's thinking about hers, I'm going to study mine, first think of a way to deal with Hongmeng's dead energy!"

After thinking for a long time, Fang Xing secretly decided that he still wanted to enter the ruins.

But this time, I couldn't bear to take the red dragon with me again. The first time I went in, it was injured too badly, and it still hasn't healed.

And this time, Fang Xing didn't intend to go deep, but he just wanted to use his own method to study how to fight against the death energy of the primordial spirit. On this point, he also had his own reliance. The Tao is that it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. No matter how persistent they are, but they don't have enough resources, maybe they just can't find the corresponding method to fight against the death energy of the primordial?

But who are you?

Just kidding, Nan Zhan's mysterious coffin came to him by chance, and he took three points in his hands. It is not too much to call it a small mobile treasure house.

If this primordial death qi can't be dealt with by cultivation and can only be dealt with by magic weapons, then it is possible to find a way by yourself.

As soon as he said it, Fang Xing ordered the golden elixir to go to the surrounding wild forests to catch a large number of weak and fierce beasts for himself, and then force-feed the turtle breath elixir, put it in the storage bag, and it was ready After preparing, he took advantage of that night to sneak into the ruins again. At any rate, he was mentally prepared this time, so he wouldn't lose his mind and fall into the abyss due to the sudden shock of remnants.

After entering the ruins, he found a place to squat down and began to prepare.

He first prepared all kinds of treasures in his storage bag, and then took out one of the ferocious beasts as a test object, and waited for about a stick of incense, vaguely feeling the dark wind blowing, and the majestic death It had already arrived, so Fang Xing attached a guardian talisman to the fierce beast, tied it with a dark iron chain, and threw it far away, but he himself hid in a place where lifelessness could not be shrouded.

"Jiujiu..."

The red-eyed fat-tailed rabbit felt the terror of death, and struggled away from it.

However, after the death energy enveloped it, it immediately stopped moving. When Fang Xing pulled it back, it had already turned into a soulless beast corpse.

"If the Guardian Talisman doesn't work, then use the Guardian Pill!"

Thinking like this, he took out another precious elixir, stuffed it into the mouth of another wild boar, and threw it out as usual.

But when it was pulled back, it was still a soulless beast corpse.

"******, this magic weapon is not bad, it can even resist the impact of Jindan cultivator's spiritual consciousness..."

"Let's go, I don't believe that this protective cover is not easy to use..."

"Your uncle, look at my Nine Heavens, Ten Earths, Eight Directions, Invincible, Absolute Heaven and Earth Protector..."

"Fuck, the name sounds bluffing, it really doesn't work..."

"..."

In this attempt, more than a dozen fierce beasts were put in, and Fang Xing's various magic weapons were also put in a lot, but it was useless.

How could it be so easy to crack Hongmeng's death qi, which has blocked Xunlong's footsteps for thousands of years?

Although the strange treasures on Fang Xing's body are indeed various, they are not as powerful as he imagined, because this primordial death energy is no longer something that can be resisted by ordinary magic weapons. Its strength and cunning have reached a kind of mysterious The extreme realm, even to some extent, this kind of primordial death energy has exceeded the scope that Fang Xing can understand in this small foundation-building realm.

"Hey, is it possible that we have to wait until September to take off and try our luck?"

All the ferocious beasts in his hands have been tested, but Fang Xing has no clue, and he feels a little depressed.

Looking at the corpses of more than a dozen fierce beasts lined up on the ground, they were not injured on the surface, and even had vitality, but they were devoid of spirits.

"Hey...there is no soul..."

Fang Xing was depressed for a while, and suddenly his heart moved, and he thought of something.

After staying for a while, he cursed himself for being confused, hurriedly took out all the storage bags on his body, and turned out the largest bag that he couldn't remember usually. In this storage bag, there were all things he didn't own. The magic weapon bag that he understood but felt useful was originally intended to be kept for future research, but he was also a little lazy and often forgot it once he put it in.

But at this moment, he suddenly thought of something that might be useful.

"Haha, it's still there, luckily I didn't feed Neptune VIII!"

After Fang Xing found it, he was overjoyed, holding a head in his hand.

Nanzhan Yinhuang, the head of Huangfu Daozi!

This head could not be put into the storage bag at first, but after seeing Fang Xing holding his head every day, Liannu felt that it affected her appetite, so she applied a little seal so that Fang Xing could put it in the storage bag, and the result was, Fang Xing put it in, and immediately forgot about it. He didn't think of it until he was tormented by the death energy of the primordial spirit, trying to figure out a way.

At this time, the eyes of this head were closed tightly, and there was no life at all. It seemed that it had been dead for an unknown amount of time.

"It's not really dead, is it?"

Fang Xing tentatively slapped him twice, then looked nervously at him.

He was not disappointed, the head was slapped, and suddenly his eyelids moved, and he opened his eyes.

"Ex...Senior...Brother...Please forgive me...I beg you to forgive me..."

After Huangfu Daozi woke up, he didn't distinguish his situation, so he started to cry. He said he was crying, but he couldn't shed any tears. He just had a painful expression and twitched, and his divine sense was trembling, mournful, pitiful. Incomparable voice transmission to Fang Xing: "You...you can let me do anything...you spare me...I...I am willing to be your slave..."

The spiritual consciousness was so sad that the people who heard it really cried, and even Fang Xing felt a little embarrassed when he heard it.

"Ah... I'm so sorry, I'm too busy, I forgot you