The Lord of Reincarnation - 59. Chapter 59

Three days later.

Under the nourishment of mana, Fang Xian recovered from his injuries and walked out of the cave.

The mountains are uninterrupted, with ridges and greens, and full of aura.

This world is extremely vast, and the human kingdom only occupies a small part of the mainland, and the rest are mostly high mountains, wild extinctions, and the world, hiding countless rare and exotic animals, purple mansion alien species, cultivation schools, fairy palaces, magic caves, and ancient heritage.

Although this place is close to the world, there are also many mountain spirits, monsters, and strange species of beasts in the mountains.

He spent a few hours in the sun, found a cold pool, used his mana, and fished out a few old turtles from it.

“Oh… when someone else makes a move, the fairy spirit is fluttering, the five-color auspicious clouds are with you, and the magical powers I practiced are not only unbearable, but also cloudy and windy, mixed with gray and black. It is not a good way at first sight. number……”

Fang Xian sighed and looked at the prey he caught.

These old tortoises are not immortal species, but have lived a little longer. One is only the size of a washbasin, with some natural gossip patterns on its back.

He chose one, opened his stomach, unloaded eight pieces, burned the tortoise shell, grabbed the tortoise’s blood and internal organs, and began to divination for the good or bad of revenge.

After a while, the hexagram appeared, it was a’good luck’!

Fang Xian nodded, then shook his head:

‘Other people’s fortune-telling deductions, either by pinching their fingers, they have a good idea, or they are matched with copper yarrow, and they are immortal, but my fortune-telling is full of blood and pits! ‘

However, this heavenly hexagram has an extraordinary origin. It is not the plum blossom arithmetic that anyone in the spiritual world can learn, and Lian Shanyi can compare it. Fang Xian is very confident in it.

At the moment, he cleaned up, cut the Fulu Feijian, hid it in his arms, performed light work, and came to the nearest’Guangyuan City’.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to fly, but the mana in his body is so shallow that he can’t fly even if he wants to fly.

As for the Flying Dharma Tool? Ha ha… That is purely thinking too much, not even Taoist You Fang himself.

The two masters and disciples traveled around the world, and Taoist You Fang had a “five ghost flag” in his hand, which was regarded as a treasure by the old Taoist, and they were not easy to take out.

At the gate of the city, a group of people were watching the yellow list.

Fang Xian moved in his heart and leaned forward.

“Recently, there was a demon in the city who used the Five Ghost Method to steal property. Fortunately, it was killed by a passing senior…”

A Qingshan scholar sighed.

As soon as the words such as the demon, the five ghosts and so on were heard, Fang Xian’s heart was full, knowing that the cheap master was afraid it was true.

He looked at the text and found that it was the same content, his expression was not waved, and he walked into the city right away.

“Master is also a method of development, can kill him, the enemy may not be strong, I can deal with… so I got a good idea?”

Fang Xian came to a restaurant, rewarded some money, chose a secluded place to sit, and thought to himself: “Or… the practitioner has already left. Of course, the rest of the ordinary knights will not be my opponents. I remember the face of the swordsman, and I can get clues by asking for a little bit.”

Cultivators gather the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth, and gather the essence of the sun and the moon. Unless they are in the stage of refining the heart in the red dust, or have important things in their bodies, they rarely stay in the world for a long time.

It also happens to be.

The alcoholic in the building happened to be talking about this.

“The Yin family is a local rich, with tens of thousands of acres of fields, child servants like forests, maidservants like jade, and countless gold and silver in the mansion. Otherwise, how could it attract demon?”

An alcoholic blushed.

“It is said that the demon can use the five ghosts to carry the method, and the wall penetration method. If I can obtain this method, wouldn’t I need as much gold and silver?”

“Bah! Bad intentions!”

“Haha, drink and drink!”

The table of people seemed to be from martial arts, and one person said again: “In Yin Mansion, the second son Yin Qiuxian is extraordinary. He is a well-known expert in the six counties of our mansion. This time it is said that he also killed a little demon. Woolen cloth……”

Fang Xian touched his face, feeling that his’little demon’ had found the target.

He didn’t say much, he paid the money and went out, went to the cloth shop to buy some ready-made clothes, replaced some eye-catching robes, specifically inquired about the location of the Yin Palace, and waited at the door.

In the evening, you can hear horseshoes.

A full-body black horse, only four white horses with white hooves galloping over, this is’Treading Clouds’, a golden horse.

Immediately a young son, with sword eyebrows and stars, his face like jade, and a long sword at his waist.

Especially that face, the original memory is quite deep.

‘good! This does not count as finding the wrong person. ‘

Fang Xian pressed the hat and walked away slowly.

…

night.

A shadow sneaked over the high wall of Yin Mansion and entered the back house.

After all, Fang Xian used to be the supreme martial artist, unfolding his light work with mana, and the end is treading snow without trace, coming and going without a trace.

I found a dark place, took down a child servant, and immediately knew that the second son was still practicing swords in the back garden!

Fang Xian stunned the boy and went to the back garden according to instructions.

Hidden in the gloom, I suddenly saw a person in the center of the garden dancing a sword under the moon, his body was like a willow, and his sword was like a duckweed.

In the previous life, you can be called a master!

“Ugh……”

After completing a set of swordsmanship, Yin Qiuxian sighed quietly: “My heart is long, where can I seek immortality? Immortal Dao, immortal Dao…”

Suddenly, he glimpsed from the corner of his eye and saw a yellow light piercing from it!

——Fu Lu Feijian!

After all, he is a master of martial arts, with a soft drink, the long sword pulled up the flowers and guarded him.

The yellow light moved and turned in mid-air, like a spirit snake, and like a peerless swordsman, directly seeing through the flaws in his swordsmanship, it pierced with a sword.

‘My life is over! ‘

Yin Qiuxian sighed inwardly, but found that the flying sword did not come to cut his head, but instead shot a sword aura, directly destroying his dantian.

“what……”

In the severe pain, the second son of Yin Palace passed out directly.

Only then did Fang Xian Shi Shiran appear, carrying Yin Qiuxian as if carrying a child, regardless of the noise behind him, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

…

Snapped!

A basin of cold water poured on his head, Yin Qiuxian suddenly woke up, looking at Fang Xian, suddenly his whole body was shaken: “It’s you! Are you not dead?”

“Disappointed?”

Fang Xian fiddled with the fire.

He has already left the city and captured this person alive. Naturally, there are some things that need to be asked: “My master is dead? Who is the one who started it?”

Yin Qiuxian suddenly felt a little chill.

When this person spoke, he was a little too understatement, unlike the appearance of a dead master.

“Sure enough, it’s an evil demon, with a cold heart, I’m!”

He was very temperamental, so he cursed directly.

“idiot!”

Fang Xian wouldn’t be used to this baby, and directly crushed all the bones in his right hand: “You still have a lot of bones in your body, do you want to try it?”

Unexpectedly, Yin Qiuxian’s character was really hard, and he didn’t say a word.

Fang Xian thought for a while, played a mana, and asked some magic tricks learned in previous martial arts.

“It was killed by a senior who passed by, claiming to be the Master Baiyang of the Luoshan School, and left that night…” Yin Qiuxian replied ignorantly.

“Roshan School…Master Bai Yang?”

Fang Xian nodded and was about to take this Yin Qiuxian into account. Suddenly, his heart moved: “This person has a firm character and seems to have such a blessing in him…”

Anyway, the old tortoise still has extra, so it’s better to count it.