Chapter 309: Thousands of Colorful Flowers, Each with Their Own Methods

After these low-level cultivators completely left the Canglan River, the sun was already setting in the west. The Jindan masters of the four major sects did not drive away the Jindan masters and masters of the supernatural realm on the mountains on both sides. After all, they were a great force when they joined together. It would be difficult to succeed without sending out the Dharma Realm.

And if the Dharma Realm was sent out, it would be easy for the two Dharma Realm among the independent cultivators to take advantage of the opportunity, so they all scattered and landed in the positions they had long been optimistic about. The sects had their own plans, but they also had their own plans.

The matter of competing for the inheritance of the Disha Yinhuo Banner and the Diji Realm was handled by the Dharma Realm and the core Jindan elders of the fifth and sixth levels of Taoist magic. They, who had advanced to the Jindan level for less than a hundred years, naturally hoped to grab a spiritual weapon for themselves.

However, several monks were already standing at the place where the fire from the Jindan Grandmaster of Huomu Sect was about to fall. The leading young man was wearing fluttering white clothes, with his hands behind his back, smiling and looking at the rolling river with interest, as if he was confident. Behind him stood two black guards and two stunning women.

"Fang Qi." Song Yan of Huomu Sect gritted his teeth and read out the two words. He didn't know why, every time he saw Fang Qi, he couldn't suppress the negative emotions such as jealousy and resentment in his heart. His usually calm mind would become confused in an instant. He knew that he was not his opponent, but he still wanted to provoke him, defeat him, and kill him, but the result made him regret it.

This young cultivator with extraordinary momentum was naturally the Young Master Duo Tian Fang Qi. He smiled and looked at Song Yan in the air: "Isn't this Fellow Daoist Song from Huo Mu Sect? I wonder what good things you have brought to me this time? Let me guess, a spiritual weapon? A bottle of elixir that increases life span?"

Song Yan felt a nameless anger rising in his heart, his eyes turned blood red, and he was about to attack Fang Qi regardless of anything. Fortunately, at this time, a steady and majestic male voice sounded in his soul: "Song Yan, don't be provoked by Fang Qi. You have been defeated by him again and again. Don't be stubborn and find another position."

Woke up by this voice, Song Yan realized that he almost couldn't control his actions again. His forehead was covered with cold sweat, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare. After snorting at Fang Qi, he hurriedly turned into light again.

Fang Qi touched his nose and said, "It's a pity that Song Yan didn't dare to attack, otherwise there would be more gains today. But looking at his stupid look, it is likely that he got Zhong Qiuping's reminder, otherwise, with his brain, he would definitely attack me without knowing his own strength."

"Hehe, you are a person who only appears once in tens of thousands of years. Other male cultivators in front of you either surrender tremblingly or provoke without knowing their own strength. Naturally, Song Yan will not be an exception." The beautiful girl who was a little bit unruly said with a smile.

Fang Qi laughed: "Mingzhu'er, you are still nice to talk to. After I succeed, I will give you a spiritual weapon."

"My lord, there are six or even more Dharma Real People today. It is already very difficult for you to get the inheritance of the Earth Evil Yin Fire Banner and the Earth Extreme Real People. If you go to snatch other spiritual weapons, Ning'er is afraid that you will not be able to do it." Another quiet girl who looks beautiful and intelligent said with some concern.

Fang Qi smiled jokingly and shook his head: "Ning'er, you have been with me for a short time, so you don't know the reason. In the past, I have never failed in treasure hunting and seizing treasures, even if the opponent is the Dharma Realm Master. I have already prepared the inheritance of the Earthly Evil Yin Fire Banner and the Earthly Extreme Master. As for other spiritual tools, hehe, even if I don't snatch them, they will fly to me by themselves."

Seeing that Master Duotian was so confident, Ning'er also became confident, thinking that her master could indeed do what ordinary people could not.

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Shi Xuan was on a small hill in the south of the city at this time, and his spiritual consciousness covered the area around the Canglan River.

Before today, Shi Xuan had released the black bear back to the forest outside, but as a reward, Shi Xuan used magic to open its spiritual intelligence. Qian De San finally felt relieved when he saw that no one had come to cause trouble in the past few days. He rushed to the Canglan River early in the morning, wanting to occupy a good position to see if he could gain anything.

In Shi Xuan's spiritual sense, the other six Dharma Immortals each occupied a corner of Canglan City. They did not restrain their aura like Shi Xuan, but fully exerted their pressure and aura to intimidate others. For example, in the aura, there was a hovering fire dragon in the north of the city, a rising sun in the northeast of the city, a giant with a hundred hands in the east, a bright star in the northwest of the city, a luxurious purple haze in the west of the city, and a blooming white lotus in the southeast of the city closest to Shi Xuan.

Although this way of seizing treasures was recorded in the sect's classics, it was Shi Xuan's first experience. It was a way for the senior Immortals to seal their inheritance, magic weapons, spiritual tools, etc. in a certain place, waiting for the destined people to obtain them.

However, it seems that the seal of the Earth Extreme Immortal is extremely strong. Even after so many years, the four major sects can't do anything about that seal. They can only wait for the seal to disappear, and then those things will fly away under the pressure, allowing their respective destined people to obtain them.

The biggest problem for all the cultivators in this way is that the explosion before the seal disappears makes the inheritance jade slips, magic weapons, spiritual tools, etc. inside shrouded in an impenetrable aura. That is, when many treasures turn into light and fly around in the air, no one knows which light is a magic weapon, which light is a magic tool, and which light is the inheritance jade slip, which makes it more difficult to rob.

However, Shi Xuan has already seized this time period and taken the initiative. According to Shi Xuan's inference, even if not all things, the most important ones will definitely fly to the cultivators with the strongest luck. Here, there is only one person with the strongest luck, far exceeding others, that is, Fang Qi, the son of the Heaven-stealing Master.

At that time, he will be like a magnet that emits huge suction, attracting the inheritance jade slips, magic weapons, spiritual tools and some important elixirs. Similarly, he will become a guiding light for Shi Xuan.

And his luck is restrained, others are afraid, but Shi Xuan is not afraid.

The location of Young Master Duotian was easy to find. Shi Xuan didn't even need to release his divine sense to search. The aura and brocade clouds that covered the area were like fireflies in the dark night, so bright and outstanding.

Shi Xuan focused half of his attention on the area around the cave and the other half on Young Master Duotian Fang Qi, waiting for the seal to disappear.

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The sky gradually darkened. There was no bright moon or stars, and many dark clouds floated over. The sky was very low, making the atmosphere even more depressing and tormenting.

Suddenly, a huge thunder sounded in the dark clouds, shocking all the cultivators present. At the same time, they understood that the seal had begun to change, which caused the weather to sense.

Rumble, rumble, thunder kept ringing, and finally a dull rumble sounded in the cave, followed by a dark green light column that connected the sky and the earth.

The beam of light flashed and then countless colorful lights of gold, green, purple, azure, blue, black, gray, silver, etc. erupted from the cave, dragging long tails of light and flying rapidly in all directions, as if thousands of trees and colorful flowers were blooming in the air, reflecting a brilliant and beautiful scene.

At the same time, heavy rain poured down.

A fire dragon, with its claws and teeth bared and its scales and horns distinct, appeared in the sky above the north of the city, opening its big mouth with green smoke, locking the trajectory of these lights, as if it wanted to swallow all the lights.

However, a round of orange-red, not too dazzling sun came from the northeast of the city, shooting a bright red light that was vigorous and full of spiritual energy. The target was not the light of those artifacts, but the fierce fire dragon. Before distinguishing which one was the magic weapon, no one could get it first.

The one who had the same idea as him was Zixia in the west of the city. A purple light with mist went straight to the fire dragon.

Being blocked by the two Dharma Real People with all their strength, Zhong Qiuping had to spit out a flame that seemed to have spirituality to block all the red and purple lights, even though he had powerful magical powers.

The lights lost the suction of the fire dragon's big mouth and naturally continued to fly in all directions, but the bright star in the northwest of the city shot out a black star Yuan magnetic divine light, so these lights involuntarily ran towards the star.

However, the Hundred-Handed Giant and the White Lotus could not let the Star Real People Cang Fufeng succeed. One waved his arms holding various spiritual tools and magic tools, and the other flew out petals to fight with the Star Yuan magnetic divine light.

The six Dharma Real People fought for each other, not letting any of them take the lead. The violent fluctuations of spiritual energy made the lights fly more scattered.

During this fight, Fang Qi did not make a move, but stood there with his hands behind his back. No matter how confident he was, he knew that he had to conserve his strength first and wait until the treasure was clear before he struck fiercely. If he got caught in a fight with the Dharma Real Person, he would be the only one who would suffer in the end.

He looked at the light with a faint light in his eyes. When more than ten blue, purple, emerald green, or dark lights flew towards him, he chuckled. A dark sun appeared behind his head, and a black hand stretched out from it. The five fingers pinched the seal, locked the space and trajectory, and grabbed the more than ten lights.

Even if it is still impossible to tell what treasures are in those lights, according to Fang Qi's experience, the things flying towards him must be good things, and maybe the magic weapon is among them, so he must take them without hesitation.

But at this moment, Fang Qi's soul felt cold, as if he was being stared at by something full of murderous intent. Thoughts of danger and vigilance kept emerging in his mind. Since his debut, Fang Qi had never had such a feeling, as if he had met a natural nemesis or a huge danger.

This feeling made Fang Qi's black big hand pause slightly. It was during this slight pause that a purple light came from the sky, and nine golden flowers were flying around. These golden flowers emitted purple auras and moved towards the more than ten rays of light.