Chapter 782 Seeing the Taishang Sutra Again

"True fairy skull?"

When Fang Xing saw the skull, he was also surprised. He hurriedly got closer to take a look, but he saw that the skull was not very different from the human skull, except that the bones were fine and clean, like white jade. However, there were many damages on the skull. Some of them seemed to have been injured and smashed into pieces before they were alive, and some seemed to have been caused by weathering after death. From the perspective of the Yin Yang God and Demon Jian, the inside of the skull seemed to be empty, but there was something vaguely there. There was a hidden divine light, like some kind of restriction, but even the Yin-Yang God and Demon Jian couldn't identify what this restriction was. After looking at it for a few times, he didn't say anything. He just curled his lips and thought: "No different than human beings!"

There was no reaction on his face. He just looked at it briefly and then asked nonchalantly: "Old man, where do these things come from?"

The old sour scholar took a look and smiled nonchalantly: "Hehehe, it's just a pile of junk..."

"hey-hey……"

Seeing that the old man was looking down on him, Fang Xing did not say anything, picked up the blade, observed it, frowned and said: "These rags are rare, why have I never seen the material of this kind of casting... Also That corpse..."

The old sour scholar didn't seem to expect that he would see the clue at a glance. He was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "The world is huge and there are many kinds. You are young and you know everything. In fact, these things It’s all…”

Fang Xing rolled his eyes, knowing that this old sour scholar was deceiving him. He didn't care, but he turned his eyes a few times. Suddenly, from the left side of the rightmost shelf, he saw a thin and small paper volume, which was already yellowed. , but placed together with these "rags", there were four ancient seal characters written "I don't know the treasure record". It was obvious at a glance that it was a classic related to these "rags", Fang Xing took it over without making a move, Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the old sour scholar's expression had become a little strange. He felt reassured and flipped through it, only to see a row of delicate regular letters written on it: "The treasure hanging in the coffin from the sky is full of mysteries. It is impossible for a poor being to ask about the infinite way. With all my experience, I cannot distinguish between the treasures. I am extremely ashamed. I have briefly recorded them here for wise people to distinguish and use them..."

Fang Xing's eyes gradually became serious, and his expression became more solemn...

This booklet clearly records the origins of these things!

"The remains of an unknown species were taken by Li Changyuan, the leader of the evil-slaying tower, who went far away to the mysterious realm of Luoyin Mountain from the Demon Abyss. They peeped from an ancient cave and killed the Arhat of the Demon Abyss. They snatched them away and asked for the sage. He didn't know the difference between them. The Wanbao Tower is reserved for those who are destined to take it..."

"The clavicle was planted by an unknown person, and the red ear of Danxianglou was picked up at the foot of the hillside of Moyuan Xuanyu, and left for the destined person..."

"The skeleton head of the Suspicious Immortal Clan was obtained from the Xuanyu Sacrifice of Taixuan Mountain in the Demon Abyss. It damaged ten people in the True Legend and killed three Arhats..."

...This is obviously not a mortal thing, but something that Bai Yujing sent people to fight for when the Demon Abyss Realm descended from the sky a few years ago!

The opportunity to drop the mysterious coffin is a grand event for Tianyuan Continent, and no clan or sect wants to miss it.

Sixteen years ago, when Nanzhan Xuanyu came to heaven, Moyuan and Yaodi secretly sent people to compete for opportunities, and they gained a lot. Fang Xing had heard of this, and in the previous ten years, Moyuan Naturally, China will not just sit idly by when the Mysterious Domain descends twice.

Twice in a row, the powerful Taoist traditions in the five regions of China have sent their capable disciples to cross the Demonic Abyss to compete for opportunities. Although there were heavy casualties, some gains were more or less achieved, and the ninth floor of Wanbao Tower is placed Yes, they are clearly some opportunities that Bai Yujing's disciples snatched from Moyuan. Of course, those useful things have been put to use by them, but the specific uses of these few items cannot be distinguished. , just threw it on the ninth floor of Wanbao Building, leaving it for the destined person...

"Tsk, tsk, this small regular script is really bad..."

Fang Xing frowned while watching, and said nonchalantly.

"You said my handwriting is bad?"

The old sour scholar was stunned for a moment, trembling with anger...

This ignorant guy even said that my regular calligraphy was bad...

What the hell I wrote was Xiaozhuan!

Before he could get angry, Fang Xing, who heard what he said, suddenly closed the booklet with a "snap" and glared at the old sour scholar: "Old man, have you finally admitted it? This booklet was written by you. Do you dare to say you don’t know?”

The old sour scholar never expected that he would use this method to deceive himself, but he was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "Well... I did write it, but I'm getting older... Oh, I can't remember clearly, hehehehehe …I really didn’t mean to lie to you…”

"Be careful, or I'll shoot you if you don't act honest!"

Fang Xing put the inkstone towards him, glared at the old sour scholar, and asked: "Is this really stolen from Mo Yuan?"

The old sour scholar was dumbfounded and said honestly: "...It seems so. At that time, I wrote whatever I was asked to write!"

Fang Xing rolled his eyes at him, waved the inkstone in his hand, pointed to a line of small words at the back of the booklet, and looked at the old sour scholar in confusion: "Since it is a treasure obtained from the mysterious realm, why is Bai Yujing twelve The buildings are no longer separated, but why are we waiting for the destined one?"

"Hey, what a lucky person!"

The old sour scholar was pinched by Fang Xing, and seemed to have some broken jars. He said lazily: "I wrote that on purpose just to make it sound nice. These rags, if they weren't related to the coffin in the sky, , they have been thrown away a long time ago, just because they were taken from Xuanyu, they feel that they should be somewhat mysterious, but they can't find their use, so they don't want to keep them, and they don't want to throw them away. They just take up space, and the 12th floor of Bai Yujing , every time things are divided, they are counted. No one wants to have their share taken up by these junk, so they divide some useful things in advance. These useless things are difficult to value and difficult to divide, so just Simply throw it to Wanbao Tower and confiscate it. At best, it is reserved for the lucky ones, at worst, it is intended to be used to deceive people..."

He actually believed that the dignified Bai Yujing allocating resources to him was like a thief dividing his stolen goods!

However, such straightforward words really stunned Fang Xing, and he subconsciously said: "Uh... deceiving people?"

The old sour scholar looked around and lowered his voice and said, "Isn't it true? You also know that Bai Yujing's Talisman Edict is famous all over the world. As long as you take Bai Yujing's Talisman Edict and complete the task, you will be rewarded accordingly. As the distribution continues, although the difficulty of these Talisman Edicts has been raised a lot in recent years, the juniors now are also powerful, and there will still be many Talisman Edicts completed by them, and the rewards and rewards will continue to be given out. After going out, even the richest people in Baiyujing can't withstand it. So, these rags come in handy. Whenever someone completes the Talisman Edict and needs to receive generous rewards, the shopkeeper of Wanbao Tower will come out. , first led him mysteriously to the ninth floor of Wanbao, then showed him these things, and then told them their origins, and then asked: These things are all good things obtained from the Xuan Realm, and may be of infinite value, but ordinary people If you don’t recognize it, do you want to take a gamble? If it works, don’t ask for this reward. Just take this bone with you, maybe you’ll get a chance to win immortality?”

His words stunned everyone: "Is this okay?"

The old sour scholar said: "Of course it will work. There used to be dozens of items here, but they were all sent out this way. I saved a lot of things!"

"Are they stupid?"

Fang Xingdu was stunned and said: "I don't want to give up the good reward, but exchange it for this wretched thing... It's too old to take it back and make soup..."

"That's a good thing to say..."

The old sour scholar was touched by Fang Xing's words. He lamented and shook his head: "But secular people, like this, always think about it. After all, it is something obtained from the mysterious realm. How can it be tatters? In other people's world, It may seem useless, but what if this thing is really destined to me? Maybe I will find an extraordinary destiny in my hands... After thinking about it, I took it away cruelly, just like the old man, I am young It’s the same as before. Even though I haven’t been admitted to the scholar examination for more than 30 years, I still can’t help but think, what if I get admitted? When it’s time for the big exam, I pack my things and go to Beijing again. Alas, alas, this person …”

"Okay, okay, who wants to hear your nonsense..."

Fang Xing sneered, turned his head, and carefully looked at the things on the shelf. After pondering for a long time, he put down the sack on his back, opened his mouth, and began to silently pull things inside...

The corpses of the lightning clan were thrown into sacks...

Falling off the collarbone of the God clan, throwing it into a sack...

The Godly Gold of Desolate Heaven...forget it, it doesn't take up much space, I can collect it all together...

The old sour scholar was dumbfounded: "What are you doing?"

Fang Xingdao: "Take it away!"

The old sour scholar stuttered a little: "Didn't you just talk about these rags?"

Fang Xingdao: "After all, it is something obtained from the Xuan Realm, how can it be really tattered?"

"..."

One sentence left the old sour scholar speechless, and he watched helplessly as Fang Xing stuffed everything on the shelf into a sack.

"Leave a few pieces for me..."

The old sour scholar watched helplessly, and it took him a long time to say something.

"Save it for you, Bai Yujing, to lie to you?"

"...You knew it was a lie and you still took so much?"

"...What if one of these things is really destined to me?"

"you you……"

"I am what you call a secular person. You unworldly person should give way first..."

The old Confucian scholar choked Fang Xing and couldn't say a word. He could only watch helplessly, not knowing whether he should stop him or not.

Didn't I say so much just to stop him from thinking about these things?

Why did this little bastard get run over at the end of the conversation?

Fang Xing seemed to be loading the sack randomly, but in fact his main purpose was to go for the skull. He took a few random items first, and then reached out to grab the skull, but he wanted to grab the skull first. I took this thing away and took it out to study when I had free time. Although I don’t know the specific magical function of this skull, since it is a real immortal skull and there is a forbidden existence inside that even the Yin Yang God and Demon Mirror cannot see through, it must be inside There will definitely be some magic, take it back and study it, maybe it is a fairy fate...

Even he didn't expect that this fairy fate would come so quickly. The moment his fingers touched the skull's head, the magic power in his body suddenly started to surge, and his whole consciousness was changing like a dream, and his mind was like a dream. Inside, the formula for the general outline of Taishang's Alchemy Dao suddenly appeared in his mind. It slowly passed over the tip of his heart like running water, and his vision changed...

In front of Fang Xing's eyes, the skull's head and the two dark holes in the eye sockets actually lit up with two will-o'-the-wisps.

Those two will-o'-the-wisps were like a glance, looking coldly and faintly at Fang Xing's face, frightening him...

At the same time, the skeleton suddenly opened his mouth, his jaw couldn't help but click shut, and he recited a passage of scripture. This passage was silent, but when it came out of the skull's mouth, it entered Fang Xing's ears, and then turned into something he could understand. The meaning is deposited in the soul: "The Supreme Formation Sutra, the supreme body method, uses the body as a soldier and blood as a weapon to urge the city to break the formation, move mountains and seas, kill gods and immortals..."

Fang Xing was stunned. The surprise came too suddenly.

Just now, the Yin-Yang God and Demon Jian has identified the restriction inherent in the skeleton, and it is difficult to identify its true meaning. However, he did not expect that this restriction turned out to be some kind of restriction from the Supreme Dao. When his fingers touched the skull's head, , the Taishang Alchemy Sutra operates automatically, like the key to unlocking all the restrictions related to the Taishang Taoist secret tradition. In an instant, the inheritance is opened, and this volume of scriptures is obtained...

One of the nine Taishang Sutras, the Taishang Breaking Formation Sutra...