The Lord of Reincarnation - 96. Chapter 95 Flying Sword and Spiritualism (1100 plus, for subscription)

Southern Xinjiang.

Fang Xian’s external incarnation, the real person of Red Sun flies away with the fire dragon sword, and only a crimson pike is seen in the sky, and it is dozens of miles away in an instant.

“Well, this sword really suits me!”

He was dressed in a scarlet Taoist robe, and joy appeared in his eyes: “Swordsmanship has improved again, and the time is not far to prove that the sword is like thunder…”

The mana supernatural powers of the Jindan level are not the same as before.

In particular, he cultivated the Great Sun Zhenyang Pill, which is a first-grade celestial posture, and has many magical uses.

During this period of submerged cultivating, he was in addition to’sword light breaking the law’, and he also proved a realm called’Flying Sword Psychic’.

The flying sword in this realm is already equivalent to a living creature that gives birth to spiritual wisdom, and can do something on its own under the command of the sword master.

This realm was not obtained through painstaking practice, but when the fire dragon sword was used to sacrifice the fire dragon sword with the mana of the Great Sun Sun Pill, the fire dragon sword psyched up by itself, which was an unexpected joy.

If it comes with the second-grade Nine Fire Flame Dragon Pill, it may not be such a good thing.

“The first-grade golden pill has infinite magical functions. The most precious thing about the great day real yang pill is the vitality of the day… the anode produces yin, the yin and yang are fortunate, endless, endless, wonderful…”

Fang Xian threw a flame at will.

The flame transformed into a bird, chirping, and then turned into a pony, galloping on the ground.

If he is willing to spend his time and practice for decades, maybe this flame can truly turn into a living being and open the path of cultivation, which is a natural good fortune.

“It’s just a whim today, so it’s better to go to Mingwang Temple to see…”

Monk Jin Hai had told Fang Xian’s address before, so it was very convenient to find it.

Fang Xian came to the ground without showing up, and directly let the fire dragon sword fly out, immersing himself in his mind.

In the next moment, everything that Feijian experienced was vividly visible in his sea of knowledge.

“Sneak in with a flying sword, as long as the sword’s light is reduced, it is much more convenient than a human…It is a good way to do bad things, eh? What am I thinking about?”

Fang Xian was a little speechless in his heart, but still manipulated the fire dragon sword to hide the sword light and flew over Mingwang Temple.

…

“I can’t live this day…”

In Mingwang Temple, a bald scalp, obviously a novice monk who had just been shaved, was crying, and bitterly threw off the broom in his hand.

His real name is Ma Dongdan, and he is a barrier figure among the three generations of disciples of the Hundred Gu Sect.

In the Miao territory, it can be described as a domineering blessing. In the stockade, when you look at a certain Miao girl, you have done a lot of directly grabbing them.

It’s a pity that since I got the idea of the toad demon Neidan, I’ve been lucky.

At first, he coveted the inner alchemy, and was chased by the toad demon in a panic.

Later, he was cruel and borrowed a magic weapon that was specially designed to collect inner alchemy. It was supposed to be foolproof. I didn’t expect that even the magic weapon was stolen. Instead, I was chased by the angry toad demon and had no way to go into the sky. Just fled.

The last time I saw changes in the world, I wanted to find a bargain.

But before he saw any benefits, he was taken down by the monk Jin Hai, and he couldn’t help but say that he was taken to Mingwang Temple. He was blocked by magic power. He had to listen to the Dharma every day. Yesterday he complained a few words. The Buddha was predestined, and he was abruptly ordained.

Ma Dongdan really wanted to cry without tears.

“Brother…” The next few juniors were tearful: “This old monk is afraid that he has a pill cultivation base. Our master may not be able to fight when he comes… and there is Buddhism behind him, not afraid of our Hundred Gu Sect. Are we really going to be given up to him as disciples?”

Thinking of the miserable life of eating fast and reciting scriptures in the future, several brothers and sisters all wished to cry.

Is it because you have worked so hard to become a monk for hundreds of years?

“Hehe…These little monks are also interesting. How about I tell your master, let him send you to me, how about being a slave?”

Suddenly broke into a kid next to him, with a grinning face, it was actually Old Daoxian.

It’s just that at this moment Ling Xu Yukong had already had the cultivation base of the supernatural power realm.

Ma Dong opened his eyes wide, almost thinking that he was wrong.

How old is this kid, how could he become an immortal? Is his cultivation so worthless now?

“Dao Xian, don’t mess around.”

Taoist Zhuyun and the monk Sanxiao came together, and when they saw that, they twitched and hurriedly shouted.

Monk Sanxiao even said to Monk Jinhai on the side: “The kid is stubborn, please don’t take offense, Brother Buddha.”

“Ling disciple’s nature is natural, and the poor monk also likes it tightly.”

Monk Jinhai folded his hands together, his face was neither sad nor happy: “With this son, the future of the Shushan Sword Sect is unlimited…”

But in my heart, it is a pity, why I Buddhism did not receive such a great blessing.

“This Jinhai monk is a good friend of mine. Are you still not being courteous?”

Monk Sanxiao asked Zhu Yingzi, Han Yingzhu and Zhuge behind him.

“I have seen the master!”

The other three juniors were still behaved, stepping forward to salute, they were all in the realm of Talisman, and they had not been promoted.

The Xuanmen’s authentic mental method is most important to the foundation. The more the foundation, the more steadily and steadily it is. It is a bit sloppy, and no matter how hard you work later, you may not be able to make up for it.

Gu Daoxian went home, got a chance, and directly condensed the magic channel tactics. He thought he was superior, but he didn’t know that he was one step behind.

“Poor Lao Na has a cool breeze in his sleeves, and he didn’t have to give him a gift…”

Monk Jin Hai made a sad expression.

“Brother Buddha, you don’t have to be polite, we are here in southern Xinjiang, first for the green grandma, and second for one person.”

Monk Sanxiao originally hurt some vitality, but the head of the three immortals was very important, and he had the help of the spirit pill from the head Feijian, so he managed to do it.

Monk Jin Hai was startled, and immediately asked: “But the one who suppresses the eye of fire?”

“Sure enough…this son should enter my Shushan gate this time.”

Monk Sanxiao and Taoist Zhuyun looked at each other, Xindao Fangxian couldn’t run away this time, even if he tied it up, he had to tie it back to Mount Shu.

“Master and uncle, why bother you guys?”

Gu Daoxian exclaimed: “I have also cultivated magical powers now, what green grandma, I cut her down with a single sword… and Fangxian, I… I am not afraid of him!”

The first half of his sentence is okay, but the second half is a bit stubborn.

‘But… that person has already formed a pill…’

Monk Jinhai twitched. Just when he wanted to say this, he saw Monk Sanxiao with a solemn expression and looked into the air: “Who dares to spy?”

Before he finished his words, the old Taoist Zhuyun had merged with his body and sword, turning into a green rainbow, rushing into the air.

While the sword energy flickered, it directly broke through the concealment method, and a fiery red flying sword appeared.

That flying sword psychic, turned into a fire dragon, and slashed in the air.

Ding!

The old Taoist Zhu Yun just felt a little familiar, and suddenly he felt a strong attack, and he was chopped over with a sword, fell to the head of the cloud, and was defeated by a sword!

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