The Lord of Reincarnation - 90. Chapter 89 Miao Jiang (500 plus, for subscription)

A cave.

There were corpses all around, and a huge spirit tortoise turned upside down and was ripped apart.

“Difficult, difficult, difficult…”

Fang Xian used the’Guyao Xue Gua’ to calculate that he wanted to enlighten the way through reincarnation, and it was simply as difficult as the sky.

“But it’s not without a glimmer of hope. The first thing to do is to form a pill, and the pill will become no regrets. You can’t go on fire, otherwise you will miss the opportunity…”

“I almost missed it. Is this also the faint backlash brought about by taking Yin Qiuxian’s life? It makes me want to integrate into this world? But… I am still a traveler in essence!”

A sneer appeared on Fang Xian’s face.

What he pursues is great freedom and happiness, and other things, no matter how immortal and devil are cultivated, are just means.

He continued to calculate, his face became paler, and suddenly he spouted a mouthful of blood.

“The Samsara disk is missing, it’s called the’Three Life Mirror’!”

“This three-life mirror is the first-class treasure of the Xian Mansion’s precious treasures. It can enable the monks to retrieve the memories and mana of the previous life. I don’t know how many Yuanshen Dao monarchs coveted it, and finally disappeared without a trace…”

“The method of reincarnation as a pill…This method is quite difficult. It needs an inheritance…”

“It seems that the second chance has to be taken, and you have to go to southern Xinjiang, and even have something to do with the Kunlun Devil Palace…”

…

Fangxian returned to Yuntai Mountain, in the bamboo building where Cao Qiu lived.

It was found that the monks here had been scattered all over the place, and only some mortals were still cleaning up.

“Daoist?”

Seeing him coming, a girl dressed as a chivalrous girl came forward with some surprises. It was the’Autumn Water Sword’ Cao Zhongying.

It’s just that Fang Xian has forgotten her name.

“Friend Cao Dao is here?”

He asked casually, and listened to Cao Zhongying’s clever answer: “The old uncle was summoned by the elders of the sect and left in a hurry. He ordered me to stay and serve the Taoist chief with all my heart…”

The last half sentence was because she had a selfish attack and added it herself.

When I came to Yuntai Mountain, I saw that all the monks had the ability to fly into the sky and turn the rivers and seas, which made this chivalrous woman even more eager to practice.

It’s a pity that she didn’t know that in this world, if you want to enter the threshold of cultivating immortals, you must have aptitude, character, and opportunity.

Although she has a little aptitude, she is not good at nature, and she is not a person with deep blessings.

Even if it was, Fang Xian was not interested in accepting another apprentice. He looked around and asked himself, “Is the mountain still peaceful?”

“With the prestige of the old uncle, there is no one who dared to make noise without opening his eyes. It’s just…” Cao Zhongying hesitated, then said: “After the sword fight, there was a grandma named Lu Grandma, who seemed to have been with the younger generation of the Shushan Sword Sect. Some disputes…”

“Oh?”

Fang Xian smiled and ignored it.

This matter has been taken by the Shushan Sword Sect, which is their cause and effect.

What’s more, this is in line with the Shushan Sword Sect’s grand strategy of’making upright sects and suppressing the demon sect’s side door’, and is closely related to the luck of the three immortals and two heroes. Without this conflict, there will be other conflicts sooner or later, just let it be.

“When the two immortals and two Yings have achieved success, it will be the beginning of a sword test in Southern Xinjiang… At that time, will I have to go there too, with this qi?”

Fang Xian thought to himself.

Helping with a few things at hand is also the cause and effect of the inheritance of the Heavenly Fire Master.

“You have worked hard, don’t have to follow me, go by yourself…”

When she came back to her senses, she found that Cao Zhongying was still looking at her, couldn’t help but smile, and took a right foot, turning into a fire dragon and pierced through the air.

This time I really left.

Only Cao Zhongying was left, looking at the sky with a disappointed expression on his face…

…

Whoosh!

One hundred thousand big mountains, a crimson light flitted across the sky.

“I calculate the future. If the fire is to condense the pill, it will be natural, but there will be many obstacles to the pill of reincarnation… If there is not enough strength, I am afraid that the obstacle will become a catastrophe, or kill the catastrophe!”

Fang Xian’s eyes were cold: “What’s more… The Heavenly Fire Flame Dragon’s supernatural powers that I finally cultivated, I don’t want to discard it, so there is only one way left…”

Master Tianhuo is good at making alchemy. Among them is a craft called the’external alchemy’, which is to make a’external alchemy’ through the great medicine of the furnace. Although it cannot help prolong life, it can indeed make The monks of supernatural power have mana supernatural powers of the golden core level.

“Among them, the great medicine is the supernatural power of the Skyfire Flame Dragon, and the furnace cauldron is also hard to find. It needs to be at the level of the Yuan Dan formed by the thousand-year shell demon…”

This kind of heaven and earth spiritual things, not to mention cherishing and rare, is afraid that they will cause cause and effect, fall into various calculations, and cause trouble.

Fang Xian had figured out the location of a yuan pill, and if he was a little cautious, he would have a chance to succeed.

He looked at the ground, and fell asleep.

This place already belongs to the category of southern Xinjiang. One hundred thousand mountains are not a mere sign. There are really one hundred thousand mountains, few people travelled, and a lot of poisonous insects, beasts and miasma.

The world here is extremely vast, with a sea area of millions of miles away, and there are thousands of miles of quicksand, thousands of miles of fire, and so on.

There is a certain jungle near here, but the leaves are brown and the land is dry and cracked, which is obviously a drought.

Fang Xian took a deep breath, only feeling refreshed. The power of the fire in the air is undoubtedly very abundant, and it is very suitable for a monk like him to practice.

Originally, the jungles of southern Xinjiang should be dominated by heat and humidity. At this time, they were all dried up and life disappeared, making people feel shocked at first sight.

“It should be here…”

He murmured to himself, as soon as his spiritual thoughts were released, he saw a young girl dressed in Miao costume not far away, wearing a silver collar, showing Haoyue lotus root-like arms and calves.

This girl is about seventeen or eighteen years old. She is occupying a cave and burning black herbs at the entrance of the cave.

Seeing Fang Xian coming over, his face showed obvious horror: “Don’t…”

Snapped!

Inside the cave, there was the sound of something shattering, and immediately a piece of black smoke burst out directly, hiding some powerful poison in it, and then ran away.

“You outsider from the mountain, I’m so angry!”

The Miao girl pointed at Fang Xian angrily: “I spent a month applying potpourri dew on my body just to catch this great sage and fight against the black seedlings. Now I am scared away by you, how can you compensate? I?”

“How about this compensation?”

Fang Xian probed his hand, grabbed his mana, and rolled the black smoke back, revealing a two-tailed centipede with a hard shell on top of it, like a bead.

“Are you a cultivator of Middle-earth?”

The girl came forward in surprise, her eyes still staring at the centipede: “This great sage has already condensed the centipede. I can definitely refine the centipede to poison the black seedlings.”

At her young age, when she was innocent and childlike, she said that killing was like eating and drinking water, which made people shudder at first sight.

Fang Xian knows that the way of cultivation in Southern Xinjiang is different from that of the outside world. Even mortals can catch insects and release gu with a few hands. Most of the Miao Villages enshrine powerful gu as their patron saints.

Not surprised, he asked indifferently: “You have hatred with Heimiao?”

“Bai Miao and Hei Miao were originally feuds. In the past few years, they have played several games in order to fight for water…”

The girl said: “My name is Huazhi, you are the fairy master of Middle-earth? Why are you here?”