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Text Chapter 459 All changes come from one mind

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    Thinking of Fang Ling's favorite plum blossom cake when she was a child, she ran to Shenyuan City to choose the seasoning for the plum blossom cake for Fang Ling.

    In fact, everything can be found on the mountains of the Fang family. Even if it is not available, as long as she says a word, someone will prepare everything.

    ¡°But what Fang Qingmei wanted to do was to care about her son as a mother, so she chose to come to Shenyuan City by herself.

    Fang Qingmei and Xiaodong both put away their cultivation. At this moment, they looked like the most ordinary women.  Under Fang Qingmei's powerful consciousness, they arrived at the largest pastry shop in the blink of an eye.

    Fang Qingmei had a faint smile on her lips as she selected the seasonings for making plum blossom cake.  At this moment, she was no longer the new Yuanying ancestor of the Fang family, but a mother.

    "Haha, Cen Laoliu, bring me two pounds of sweet-scented osmanthus cake!" An arrogant voice came from outside.

    Fang Qingmei, who had already put away his consciousness, frowned, but did not pay attention to what this person meant.

    There are countless people in this world, and their character is not limited to high or low.  She was just a passer-by here, and after buying this sweet-scented osmanthus cake, she would no longer have any contact with this arrogant person.

    It¡¯s not even possible to meet him, why should you care about him?

    The shopkeeper who was recommending osmanthus cake to Fang Qingmei showed a hint of bitterness on his face, and then said with a smile on his face: "Second Master wants to eat osmanthus cake, just ask the servant to pass the message, and the little one will deliver it to you."  It¡¯s just at home, please ask the second master to come over in person.¡±

    The person who walked over was a standard playboy. It was the season when all things were dying, and he was actually holding a folding fan in his hand.

    Although it looks pretty good.  But the frivolous steps and the blue circles under his eyes all showed that this young man was too drunk.

    Fang Qingmei paid no attention to this kind of person. She quietly selected a few of the best plum blossom cake condiments and prepared to leave.

    And the young master pretended to be cool while waving his folding fan.  While smiling, he said to the shopkeeper: "Cen Laoliu, you are becoming more and more sensible. Second Master, I was just passing by you. Haha, I think of your craftsmanship"

    As the man spoke, his eyes suddenly fell on Fang Qingmei's face.  Then he revealed a look that was astonishing.

    "That Cen Laoliu, please include this young lady's belongings in my possession." As he spoke, the man raised his fist towards Fang Qingmei and said, "I am Fang Shi'an of the Fang family in Shenyuan City, may I ask?  My name is Miss. Are you married?"

    This is a standard plot for a bad boy to tease a good woman. Fang Qingmei's eyes flashed with anger. Looking at the man's clothes, it became clear that this Fang Shi'an should be an incompetent child of the ordinary Fang family.  The more shameless, crowing, and rooster-like thieves are, the more elegantly they dress and act arrogantly.

    She really has no mind to pay attention to this kind of person.

    Immediately, he threw a piece of gold in his hand on the shopkeeper's chopping board.  Then he picked up his things and walked out.

    But the alchemist'an suddenly became energetic. He suddenly jumped up to Fang Qingmei, leaned over and supported the shopkeeper's chopping board with one hand.  The other hand subconsciously stretched out, forming a vague embrace, and said with an affectionate smile, "Little madam, I am the second son of the Fang family, and my father is Fang Jinliang, the lord of Shenyuan City. As long as you  If you follow me, you will enjoy endless glory and wealth!¡±

    "Hehe. I still have a way to get you two beauty-fixing pills to keep your appearance forever. That youth"

    At this time, Xiaodong had already arrived in front of Alchemist An and said in a deep voice: "Get out!"

    As he spoke, the pressure of the foundation-building monks pressed directly towards the alchemist'an.  At first glance, Fang Shi'an looked like an ordinary person who had not yet reached the seventh level of Qi training. He was suppressed and fell to his knees directly on the ground.

    "When you get home, let your father hit you fifty times, and then ask him to go to the Ancestor Hall to confess his punishment, or else your whole family will disappear in Shenyuan City!"

    While speaking, a purple token appeared in Xiaodong's hand.  This token represents the ancestor of Nascent Soul.

    There are only six tokens of this kind in the Fang family, and each one represents a Nascent Soul Ancestor.

    Seeing this token, Fang Shian collapsed on the ground like a pile of mud, and he even said in panic: "Ah Elder ah!"

    A proud smile appeared on Xiaodong's face.  This kind of scene of punishing the bad boy must be shown off to the sisters after returning home to make them envious.

    Fang Qingmei smiled faintly. She didn't take this kind of thing seriously. After all, the gap between Fang Shi'an and her was really too big.

    But, right nowThe moment she turned to leave, a huge sense of crisis suddenly filled her heart.  This sense of crisis was the first time she had encountered it in her life.

    With horror in her heart, she activated the Nascent Soul in her body without even thinking, trying to activate her new Wind Spirit Sword to protect her body.

    But it¡¯s too late!  Fang Shi'an, who was originally like a puddle of mud, suddenly flew out of his hand with five small dark cyan shuttles, hitting Fang Qingmei hard.

    The moment the shuttle flew out, it exploded into thousands of short, fine needles in the void. The flickering magic power of each needle was not weaker than the full blow of a Jindan Master.

    The needle is like lightning, and it moves so fast that even if Fang Qingmei is the ancestor of Yuanying, it is a bit difficult to avoid it.

    At this time, she could only frantically activate the true energy in her body, relying on the strong true energy of the ancestor of Nascent Soul to meet this blow.

    But that weird needle-shaped magic weapon was simply not something that her true energy could resist.  Silently, dozens of short needles rushed into her body.

    With the penetration of these steel needles into the body, Fang Qingmei felt that dozens of icy cold powers had appeared in her body, instantly sealing dozens of her meridians, preventing her magic power from functioning at all.

    And at this moment, a golden thunder hammer appeared in front of Fang Shi'an. The thunder hammer flashed with a faint golden thunder light. During the flash, it hit Fang Qingmei like a river toppling the sea.

    Even if Fang Qingmei was not injured, the magic power contained in this hammer would be a bit difficult to handle, not to mention that her current body had already suffered huge trauma.

    It is not easy for the Yuan Ying Ancestor to deal with the Yuan Ying Ancestor, but once one party falls into a passive state of death, it is even more difficult to turn around.

    Now, what Fang Qingmei is facing is a fatal situation.

    Fang Qingmei had no idea who wanted to kill her, let alone who this person was.  She frantically activated the Dao patterns in her body, and a dragon wing appeared behind her.

    Walk!

    This is Fang Qingmei¡¯s only choice now. As long as she returns to Fang¡¯s house, she will be safe.

    But Fang Shi'an raised the corner of his mouth and waved his folding fan. Countless black mist formed a huge silk net and covered Fang Qingmei directly.

    Thunder hammer, black net, and wind needle, Fang Shi'an's methods are all different, but they are interrelated, forcing Fang Qingmei to the point of despair.

    "Boom, boom, boom!"

    Golden thunder struck Fang Qingmei one after another. In just a moment, Fang Qingmei felt her Nascent Soul wilting, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from her mouth.

    "go to hell!"

    The alchemist An gave a deep shout, and his hands changed, and a big azure hand suddenly appeared behind Fang Qingmei.

    Fang Qingmei moved her body desperately, but the green palms suddenly turned into dozens of flying swords, slashing down in all directions towards Fang Qingmei.

    All things change with just one heart!

    The reason why Wanfa Hall is called Wanfa Hall does not mean that it has ten thousand methods.  It's because of his Zhenpai Dharma, the Ten Thousand Dharma Returns to the Clan.

    No one in the world except the people of Wanfa Hall knows what is the secret of the return of all dharma to the sect.  However, when the monks of Wanfa Hall who practice the Art of Returning to the Clan of Ten Thousand Methods are fighting with people, they can change the attributes of the art at will, making it difficult for people to guard against them.

    For example, if he is dealing with the flames he casts, it is very likely that the flames will turn into ice in the blink of an eye.

    And what is even more difficult to guard against is the magic weapon of Wanfa Hall.  Their magic weapon pays attention to change and intention. Many times it is obviously a giant sword, but when it comes to the body, it can change into a rope.

    Relying on this weird magic technique, the monks of Wanfa Hall can always have the upper hand when fighting against ordinary monks.

    Even those with a higher level of cultivation than them will die under their weird magic.

    Fang Qingmei looked at the oncoming attack and knew in her heart that she had been intercepted by the ancestor of Yuan Ying of Wanfa Hall.  If there had not been a sneak attack inside her body, she could have insisted that someone from the Dao Fang family come to rescue her, but the needle-like magic weapon that was inserted into his body was made from someone unknown, and now he felt pain all over his body.

    And the Yuan Ying¡¯s true essence was suppressed and could only use one-third.

    Although the power of the Fang family's bloodline is very powerful, Fang Qingmei knows that she is definitely no match for the newcomer in only one-third of the cases.

    So without the slightest hesitation, Fang Qingmei suddenly reversed the technique and rushed towards the dozens of flying swords that were coming.

    The sword light slashed through, and Fang Qingmei¡¯s body was instantly divided into dozens of pieces. Countless blood was like a river.It sprayed out like a stream.

    These bloody lights instantly turned into a huge winged blood dragon, holding Fang Qingmei's Nascent Soul, and flew towards the sky.

    There was a sneer on Fang Shi'an's face, and he said lightly: "I want to leave, but it's too late!"

    This voice was extremely cold. Along with this voice, Alchemist An was seen grabbing into the void, and dozens of sword lights turned into a cyan net and circled towards the huge winged flying dragon.

    There was a trace of lightning in the green net. Before the bloody dragon could reach the giant blue net, several thunderbolts as thick as a child's arms struck hard at the bloody dragon with wings.  passed.

    The winged blood dragon sprayed a stream of blood mist towards the thunder, but it only took a moment before it was shattered by the thunder.

    And the winged blood dragon rushing towards the cyan net showed a hint of fear towards the net at this time!  (To be continued)

    ps: Thanks to brothers 001, Crucian Carp across the River, Agent No. 1 and other brothers for their rewards and support!
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