Chapter 999 Celestial Feathers
"Who is you!"
The Xuanzhong ancestors were completely shocked. He spent many years in the realm of Xuanxian, gestating his own kingdom, running the mystery of the universe, and enlightening Da Luo. I thought it would be the number one character under Jinxian, but now Fang Han suddenly broke into his country, such as entering no one.
And, this is still a avatar of the other party.
This made him feel scared and unable to himself. I thought Fang Han was going to poison him and kill him.
However, Fang Han stopped, and his mind was slightly flattened.
"I just heard your words. What do you think of my cultivation?" Fang Han sat down with his knees, his body golden, and his ups and downs, the golden texture of the road was densely covered, showing the uncertainty of the body. It seems to be a real illusion. It is an uncompromising avatar.
"You are unfathomable. You have already learned about the use of Da Luo. The law of Jin Xian is presumably a half-step golden fairy. If you do this, why bother in my little Xuanzhong? I am a small temple. You can't keep your big bodhisattva. Three feet of shallow water can't accommodate your true dragon."
The old Taoist sorrowed down and said in detail.
"I was injured, and I was occasionally rescued by your female disciples. This is your chance to be a mysterious person. I now know about the strength of the Xuan Zhongpai, in the 300-mile-long Mang Mountain. Some sects are stunned by your sect. After I have it, it is not impossible for you to be the general ally of the entire sect of the Mangshan.
The sound of Fang Han is very tempting.
"The general lord....... The general lord is determined by heaven. You can't be the master at all. Even if you are a real golden fairy, it is impossible." The old priest had some heartbeat, but then shook his head.
"Hey, when I recover my strength, you know that it may not be possible." Fang snorted and opened a page of gold: "I want to refine a king product, if you help me, get these." Medicinal materials, I can share some of the golden fairy with you. The top of the gold book is the number of herbs, I don’t know if you are complete."
"Wang Pin Xian Dan!"
The old Taoist was shocked: "Share some of the golden fairy with me. Is this true?"
"Nature is true."
Fang Han’s smile in the grasp of everything is very convincing.
"These materials, I have some, but there are still a few rare existences, which can be bought in the market of Manggu League, but it takes a lot of Yuanshidan. My Xuanzang people's savings for a lifetime can only be refining. These ones."
The old Taoist Xuan Zangdao sighed with a sigh of relief.
"I came to borrow some yuan from you to buy the rest of the medicine. If you have one, how do you take it out?" Fang Han’s big hand stretched out, and Jinguang flashed: "If you want to share the Golden Fairy Law, you must help me."
"Good! This is the old thing, it will do." Xuanzang bites his teeth. He knows that Fang Han, a master of this kind, is not impossible if he wants to forcibly break through his country. It is better to gamble.
Between the words, he spit out a fist, the size of a fist, shaped like Nedan, condensed to the extreme Yuanshiqi, a spread, turned into tens of thousands of Yuanshi Dan, fell into the hands of Fang Han.
"It seems that Yuan Shidan is really difficult to accumulate. As a master of Xuanxian, Shouyuan must be three or five thousand years of fairyland. In such a long period of time, only a little bit of Yuanshidan has been saved."
Fang Han shook his head.
"Yeah, I have a small family to send a small business, and I finally found a subterranean spirit in the Mangshan Mountains. It contains a small part of the age of the ancient times, blocked by the ban, built on it. Shanmen, this makes the emptiness of the emptiness of the air. Some of this will disappear after three or five hundred years of fairyland. If we don’t capture a new thread, then we will After losing the foundation, the disciples will become more and more dying, and no one will be promoted to reach the fairy." Xuanzang said: "If you can help us to take a big pulse, as long as we can hold thousands of fairy years. That's it."
"This is no problem, I just have to recover, just kill a few martial art and rob them of their spirituality."
Fang Han’s body moved, Jinguang flashed, and Yuan Yuandan disappeared. He walked away from the kingdom of Xuanzang, and no one knew how he left.
Xuan Zang Dao people shook their heads, and even the calculations did not dare to calculate.
In the void space of heaven, a strong space storm roars among them, and it can tear the fairy. Even if the gods can't persist for a long time, they must come out, otherwise they will get lost.
However, one of the golden light passes through, and no matter how violent the time and space, it is impossible to shake him.
"Predecessors, what is that?" Chen Yan saw Fang Han in the void between the air, a group of golden light flew from behind, and integrated into his body, and quickly asked.
"There is nothing, but it is one of my avatars, and I have a good talk with a predecessor of your mysterious faction."
"Our Xuanzhong seniors?" Chen Yan naturally does not know the existence of Xuanzang, but she also knows that Fang Han has countless secrets, can not ask, she chose silence.
"According to the direction of your guidance, the front is the largest city of Manggu League." Fang Han waved his hand and suddenly the storm began to stabilize. In the real world outside, there were countless fairy mountains, woods, and even huge plains. The lake is full of aura.
In the place where there are 365 full-blown mountains, there is a plain. On the plains, a magnificent city is built. Even the cold can be seen. In the depths of the plain, there is a group of thousands of miles. The spirit veins contain the spirit of the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty. They are very strong and are blocked by the layers of Fushun. They do not know how many times more than the mysterious spirit.
Here is the "Menggu City", the largest spiritual vein of the Mangshan Mountains with more than 360 billion miles, and is the core place where thousands of monks gather.
Fang Han looked at the ground, and there was an impulse to take the spiritual vein directly away and refine.
In the secular, there is a spiritual vein, but it is just a few spiritual spirits, and there will be no spiritual beginnings. It’s just the beginning of this element, I’m afraid it’s more precious than some big worlds.
However, he heard Xuan Zangdao said that the lord of the ancient city of Mang was appointed by the "Heavenly Court." Do not dare to act rashly.
"The Heavenly Court" is the place where the sacred king lived in the legend.
Fang Han also knows that, in terms of the metaphor of the secular, this ancient city of Mang is a small village for Tianting, and even the county town is not counted. But now that he hasn't regained his strength, he still can't do it.
"Predecessors, this ancient city of Mang is built by many ancient mysterious immortals, as well as gods. There are extremely strong space bans on the outside. There are countless fairy tales, we can't be hard."
Chen Yan anxiously.
"I naturally know this." How is Fang Han repaired? When I saw my eyes, I saw that there was a ban on the outside of the huge city. Even if the general Xuanxian entered, I was afraid that I would be trapped, and then the master would kill and kill him.
He came out of the void silently and took Chen Yan to the gate of the city.
The city walls are as high as tens of thousands of radiances, and the ground is crystal clear. It is actually a pure yang condensed, it is a pure city.
At the gate of the city, hundreds of dressed armored armor, are monks of the real fairy realm, patrolling back and forth, in which the leader is a master of heaven, suspended in the air, checking out the crowd. Inappropriate goods, in the heavens, and pure Yang, are not rare goods.
Because the material of the heavens is really rich.
The soil on the ground is all fairy soil, reaching the secular, all of which are excellent materials for refining medicinal herbs and practicing the five-way rituals.
Many monks, who are constantly flowing, enter the city gate and pay taxes. One yuan per person per person. The charges are very expensive, and it is impossible for them to enter the city.
"Well? Isn't this the Xuan heavy school Chen Yan? You want to enter this ancient city today?" The fairy who led the team suddenly discovered that Fang Han and Chen Yan flew from the distance, first appeared a scornful smile on his face. Then, after a shock, "Chen Yan, you actually became a fairy!"
"Yes, I have become a fairy." Looking at the fairy who led the team, Chen Yan flew out two Yuanshidan directly, and fell into the other's hands. He said: "This is our supreme supreme supreme." The elders have concealed countless years of fairy tales, and now they have to come out to buy medicinal herbs and refine their medicinal herbs."
"What? Your sect of the Supreme Supreme is too elder? How have I never heard of it?" The celestial eyes of this team flashed a deep doubt, and then coldly said: "Today's gates are blocked, there are big people coming. ""
"You! Meng knows! Just so many people have entered, why didn't you see you blocking? You want to deliberately make a scorpion to me?" Chen Yan angered.
"The people who have just entered are all summoned by the big men. You are a sect of the sect, and you have not entered the eyes of the great man!"
Meng knows the slow way: "To tell you the truth, the big man coming from the ancient city of Mang is the rumor, the messenger of heaven. Its identity is the great genius of the king of Zhongzhou, the genius of Yuhuamen. The great figure of our Manggu League, They are all receiving the genius genius. You will wait at the gate of the city."
"You! Even if the heavenly messenger arrives, the ancient city of Mang is still doing business, we are just entering the ancient city of Mang to buy medicine." Chen Yandao.
"Ten Yuan Yuan Dan." This captain Tian Xianmeng knows to reach out.
"What? You grab." Chen Yan was furious and turned to look at Fang Han.
Fang Han had a calm face and walked forward. His eyes flashed. Immediately, the captain Meng knew that he had an oppressive atmosphere. He felt like a suffocating feeling in his heart, but he jerked. Jump off, "What do you want to do?"
Fang Han flexed a finger, and ten yuan began to fall into his hands. Then he said with a hoarse voice: "Go, enter the city."
This day, the captain of the fairy watched, but he did not dare to block it. He opened the ban.
"Predecessors...." Chen Yan entered the city and immediately began to speak.
"Oh, little fairy, I dare to stop me. I am already on him, and I have finished the Taikoo curse. When I recover my strength, I will destroy the martial art where he is. His martial art is handed over to him. You have sent everything to you."
Fang Han’s casual road, a smile appeared on his face: “Yuhuamen, Zhongzhou King’s Dapai! It seems that the power of the feather gate in the heavens is not small...”
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