Chapter 783 I Am Invincible Among Millions of Immortals

The Supreme Breaking Formation Sutra!

This formation breaking does not mean to break the magic circle, but it means to bravely break the enemy's formation!

As the scriptures were passed down, Fang Xing even saw a vague vision in the skull... an invincible general in the mortal world, born with bravery and amazing martial arts. He had fought in the mortal world for decades and defeated the enemy. , beheaded the enemy and became invincible. Later, he became a member of the Taishang Taoist lineage. His Taoist name was Po Zhenzi. After seven hundred years of practice, his body became a saint. He became the fifth person in the Taishang Taoist lineage to break through the void and become an immortal.

In his seven hundred years of cultivation, he almost never practiced magic. After comprehending the great road, he focused all his attention on martial arts, becoming the strongest among the ten immortals in martial arts and invincible in close combat. His generation, but before he became an immortal, like his predecessors, he left behind the essence of his life's cultivation experience and his descendants. This experience is the essence of his martial arts... Taishang Breaking Formation Sutra...

When he was a mortal, he could break enemy formations and take the heads of enemy generals among thousands of troops...

When he was a cultivator, he could move mountains and stir up seas, and he could kill enemies by leaping through the ranks like chopping melons and vegetables...

After becoming an immortal, he can destroy the heaven and the earth, causing stars to perish and the moon to fall...

The Fifth Immortal of Taishang breaks the formation, has close martial arts skills, and is invincible physically. The experience of a lifetime is the Sutra of Taishang Breaking Formation!

Suddenly, Fang Xing was stunned as Taishang broke through the formation sutra. He was immersed in the martial arts laws that suddenly appeared in his mind. Every martial art, every word of understanding, and every strand of experience were all melted into his mind. , soaked in the eight extraordinary meridians...

Taishang's Sutra of Breaking the Formation... Move mountains and stir up seas, shake the heaven and earth, I am invincible among millions of immortals!

Verses from scriptures poured into his mind, filling Fang Xing's mind for a while, making him feel a little dizzy...

Subconsciously, he sat down, his head turning too slowly as he was filled with the profound meaning of the scriptures.

He needed some silence to digest the meaning of the sutra that suddenly poured into his mind.

"Xiao Zai, what's wrong with you?"

Next to him, the old sour scholar also looked at Fang Xing in amazement. His eyes were complicated and a little urgent. Even he didn't see anything strange. He only saw Fang Xing's fingers touching the skull. Then the whole person was sluggish for a few breaths, and then he looked like he was drunk and drunk. In the end, he even sat down on the ground and fell into a daze.

"A little dizzy..."

Fang Xing replied, thumped his head twice, and asked the old sour scholar with a wry smile: "Are these things really obtained from the Demonic Abyss?"

The old sour scholar said: "Yes, many people died!"

Fang Xing smiled bitterly and said, "Didn't any problems come out before?"

The old sour scholar shook his head: "No, not at all, otherwise it wouldn't have been left here!"

"well……"

Fang Xing sighed, took out the wine gourd from his storage bag, took two sips, and shook his head vigorously.

A large number of scriptures poured into the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and it was still under such sudden circumstances. With his current cultivation level, he was a little unable to withstand it.

"Could it be that there is a real destiny..."

The old Confucian scholar stared at the drowsy Fang Xing, but a strange light flashed in his eyes.

He slowly raised a hand, as if hesitating whether to press it to Fang Xing's forehead.

"boom……"

At this moment, an earth-shaking sound suddenly came out. The sound was as loud as an earthquake. This strange change made the old man slightly startled. He raised his body and walked to the window four or five feet away. , with stern eyes, looked straight in the direction of the inner city. This step was taken casually, but it was like a magical power shrinking to an inch. This simple step contained supreme mystery.

It was this sudden surprise that immediately frightened Fang Xing, who was dizzy, as if cold water had been poured on his head. He broke into a cold sweat, but he also instantly woke up from that mysterious state of preaching. His mind began to recover. After a moment of confusion, he hurriedly jumped to the window. He used his power of induction to its fullest and looked out with a stern gaze...

Looking at it like this, I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart. I suddenly saw figures flying like butterflies in the direction of the city center, quickly spreading to all directions in the city. At the same time, countless spiritual consciousnesses came from all over the city, dividing them inch by inch like swords. The inner city areas...

"Has it been discovered?"

He was startled and wanted to run away.

But he soon realized that it was not that he was discovered, but that something else happened in the inner city. Those spiritual thoughts came from the inner city, like swimming fish, and quickly explored every suspicious position. , it seems that someone escaped from the center of the inner city, and then was probed by these major cultivators. The location of the Wanbao Tower where he was just happened to be in it.

"Then we can't stay..."

Fang Xing was wary, and quickly jumped down from the window, stuffed the skull into the sack, and was about to run away, but when he turned around, he saw the old sour scholar standing by the window, looking outside. Look, without saying a word...

"Old man, I have to leave. Do you want to come with me?"

Fang Xing couldn't bear it and said hello to the old man.

The old sour scholar turned around in surprise and said somewhat unexpectedly: "You... want to take me away?"

Fang Xing rolled his eyes and said: "Didn't you say that you have been locked up here for many years and can't leave even if you want to? Since you are not too annoying, I will do you a favor and take you with me. How about leaving? The restrictions of Wanbao Tower cannot stop me..."

After hearing these words, the old sour scholar's expression became richer. He seemed a little surprised, but also a little emotional. He glanced at Fang Xing's storage bag and gave up the idea of ​​taking the skull back, but He smiled faintly and said: "Haha, I understand what you are saying, but let's forget it. Old man, I have stayed in this building for too long. There are not many people who know me outside..." At this point, he said again He smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "Besides, if I leave, Baiyu Jing will be in chaos!"

"What's the point of bullying an old man?"

Fang Xing didn't have time to think about it carefully, and thought that the old man meant that Bai Yujing would not let him go easily. After all, he copied the secrets of scriptures for Bai Yujing, and he did have a lot of secrets hidden in his head... In fact, deep down in his heart, I wanted to take this old man away, and I also wanted to go to these scriptures... Of course, I was in a hurry and didn't elaborate. I just frowned and said: "I'm not afraid of these grandsons from Bai Yujing. I'm going to do it soon." We’re building a cottage, go over and show me the gate, and I’ll make sure you enjoy the hot food..."

"Ouch..."

After hearing the words "Bai Yujing's grandsons", the old sour scholar looked as if he was aggrieved. However, after hearing this, he showed some emotion, smiled bitterly, and raised his hands towards Fang Xing. : "My little friend, I want to thank you first. You can keep this job of guarding the gate for me. One day Bai Yujing can let me out. I will live happily and happily with you..."

"If you still refuse to leave, then I won't bother to care about you anymore!"

Fang Xing let out a "bang" sound and was about to run away while carrying the sack.

"etc……"

The old sour scholar suddenly spoke and looked at Fang Xing. Fang Xing also turned his head and looked at him doubtfully.

"that……"

The old sour scholar pointed his finger at the sack on Fang Xing's back, as if he wanted to ask him about the skull, but after a slight start, he suddenly smiled, pointed at the wine gourd in Fang Xing's hand, and said with a smile : "...Little friend, how about you leave this gourd wine to me? Haha, I'm not afraid of making you laugh when I say it. I haven't tasted this taste in many years since I came here..."

"Oh, what a big deal!"

Fang Xing was very generous. Anyway, this gourd was not a treasure. It was picked from the gourd shelf of a farmer when he was traveling in the world of mortals. It was not worth much money, so he threw it to the old sour scholar and laughed loudly. He shouted: "You are not a nuisance old scholar. For the sake of your good wine, I will leave you the job of looking after the door. As long as you don't die of old age upstairs..."

"Haha, then..."

The old sour scholar took the wine gourd and spoke with a smile.

"Boom boom boom..."

But at this moment, he heard three more earth-shaking loud noises. Fang Xing suddenly noticed that outside, three lines of black smoke rose from the inner city, and terrifying thunder raged in the air. , bombarded the huge magic circle that covered an area in the inner city. It only caused the spiritual light on the surface of the magic circle to tremble like water waves, but it did not break. The inner city was already in chaos...

"Whizzing"

Before these three black smoke fell, two more purple pills containing terrifying thunder flew into the inner city and hit the magic circle again. Although the power was not enough to completely destroy the magic circle, This momentum was extremely scary. In the inner city, three monks with powerful auras immediately flew into the air. They stretched out their sleeves to block all the raging thunder...

"Damn Niubi, come after me..."

Not far away from the roof, a young monk in white robes jumped out, his face covered with a rag, he danced at the two old monks who were flying in the air, and threw two thunder pills with all his strength. Go over there, and then Sayazi runs towards the outside of the city.

"Damn it, it's Shenxiu's bald donkey. He thought it was me who was discovered..."

Fang Xinghen cursed in his heart, something had obviously happened in the inner city, causing the whole city to be on alert. Young monk Shenxiu probably thought that he had been discovered, but out of loyalty, he even jumped out to attract all the Nascent Soul monks in the city. He wanted to divert his attention, but this misunderstanding really made him speechless and a little touched. He admired how courageous this monk was...

The matter was urgent, but he didn't have time to chat with the old sour man. He picked up the sack with a strange scream, and rushed down the Wanbao Building with a "swish". He climbed down nine floors like a fish and walked out from the door. He ran out, ready to flee, but the old sour scholar was left alone, holding a wine gourd in his hand. He looked at the empty bookshelf again, shook his head and smiled bitterly...

"This business is a loss..."