Following the swallowing of this powerful soul, the soul-binding card that was originally floating in mid-air clicked and broke into two pieces in the middle.
The destruction of the soul-binding tablet made Yuwen Chenggang deeply regretful, but what made him feel even more heartbroken now was the skull hammer surrounded by the blue jade tent. This magic weapon is the magic weapon that Yuwen Chenggang has been training since he became the golden elixir. It can be regarded as his natal magic weapon. If it has been destroyed, the blow to him will be almost fatal.
But at this time, the connection between the skull hammer and his mind seemed to be cut off by something. It had become extremely difficult for him to control the skull hammer. Looking at Fang Ling standing in front of him, looking harmless like a human or an animal, Yuwen Chenggang still didn't understand that this time, he had really kicked the iron plate.
Although he still has a few skills to win over others, he has completely lost confidence in convincing Fang Ling. After pondering for a moment, he changed his tone and said: "Fellow Daoist Fang, please stop for now. The fight with Daoist Fang just now was just a small joke to test the real ability of fellow Daoist Fang. Fellow Daoist Fang has great magic power. Yu Wen Chenggang Convinced!"
Fang Ling was stunned by Yuwen Chenggang's transformation. He didn't expect that Yu Wen Chenggang was so thick-skinned. He was clearly defeated by him, but he could still explain it so shamelessly. , so shameless.
However, Fang Ling was not prepared to kill Yuwen Chenggang. After all, he was planning to report to the Qianzhu Sect recently. Although the Qianzhu Sect did not prohibit monks at the foundation level from killing each other, it strictly prohibited life-or-death fights between Jindan masters. After all, including Fang Ling, Qianzhu Sect only has nine Jindan Daoist disciples now. For Qianzhu Sect, even one death is a huge loss.
" But for Fang Ling to let Yuwen Chenggang go so easily, he didn't have such a good temper. He pinched the spell with his fingers and recalled the bone sword back into his hand. Fang Ling said with a half-smile but not a smile: "It turns out that Fellow Taoist Yuwen just wanted to try out my tricks. Then I was really reckless just now. I accidentally destroyed Brother Taoist's magic weapon. I'm so sorry!"
There was an embarrassed look on his face, but the blue jade curtain was getting tighter and tighter, with a little blue light. It's better to lie on top of the skull hammer like a tarsal maggot. Under the burning blue light, thin smoke emitted from the skull hammer.
Seeing that what he had worked so hard to refine was destroyed in an instant, Yuwen Chenggang's heart felt like a knife. Now that he had fallen short, he was angry. It was more of a frustration. After the initial anger, he gradually calmed down. This fine smoke is the essence of the Skull Hammer, once it all dissipates. His skull hammer, which has been refined for many years, will turn into an ordinary magic weapon.
I know this time. That was definitely not the time to get into a fight with Fang Ling. Yuwen Chenggang endured the discomfort in his heart and said loudly: "Fellow Daoist Fang, in order to congratulate you on proving the golden elixir, I specially brought you three thousand middle-grade immortal stones this time. Please also Fellow Daoist Fang accepted it."
Three thousand middle-grade immortal stones, this Yuwen Chenggang really knows how to speak numbers. Fang Ling looked at the skull hammer that had been refined to one level smaller, and said slowly: "Three thousand middle-grade immortal stones, how dare I accept this. The so-called no reward for no merit, Taoist brother is so generous. I But I can¡¯t afford it.¡±
Looking at Fang Ling's expression, Yuwen Chenggang felt like crying. Every time the skull hammer makes a small circle, it will be a waste of five years of refining work. It takes five years of hard work for just one sentence. Although Jin Dan has a life span of 500 years, he cannot afford such extravagant waste.
"Brother Fang Dao, I forgot to mention that in order to congratulate Brother Dao on his success, I also prepared a five-hundred-year-old Snow Ganoderma for Brother Dao." Yu Wen Chenggang shouted the words "Xue Ganoderma" As I spoke, my heart was bleeding.
He had gone through a lot of hard work to snatch the Snow Lingzhi from the hands of a foundation-building monk. Before he could keep it warm in his pocket, he was about to give this beloved thing to Fang Ling. This made him feel so comfortable!
Fang Ling rubbed his palms and said faintly: "Five hundred years of elixir, oh my, brother Taoist's gift is really too rich!"
In Yuwen Chenggang's eyes, Fang Ling's pretentiousness was just a waste of time, and he felt like crying now. My heart said Grandpa, I call you Grandpa, please speak politely slowly, and release my skull hammer to me first before speaking!
Although Fang Ling was talking, his mind was focused on the skull hammer. Seeing that the skull hammer had been refined to a smaller size, he knew that the heat was almost there. At that moment, he waved towards the blue jade tent and called it back into his own hands. Then he said to Yuwen Chenggang with a smile: "Since fellow Taoist Yuwen is so kind, I will be disrespectful and can only accept it reluctantly." ¡±
Yu Wen Chenggang didn't care what Fang Ling said at this time. He anxiously took back his skull hammer. Seeing the skull hammer shrinking by two large circles, I was really sad for a moment. If you want to use thisI don¡¯t know how long it will take for the Skull Hammer to be re-refined to its previous state.
But he didn¡¯t dare to express his anger towards Fang Ling. If he released his skull hammer, there would be a way to keep it for him again. What's more, people are under the eaves at this time, and they can't beat them, so they naturally don't dare to do anything. He forced a smile and said: "Brother Fang Dao, why should you be so polite? It should be, haha, isn't it what it should be!"
Although Yuwen Chenggang wanted to act calmly, the pain in his heart prevented him from doing so. Seeing Fang Ling's eyes sweeping over his body, he gritted his teeth and took out the middle-grade immortal stone and the snow Ganoderma lucidum from his Little Universe Bag.
Fang Ling rudely put it into his Little Universe Bag and said as if nothing had happened: "Brother Yuwen Dao, this is not the place to talk. Come on, let's go to the cave to talk."
Yuwen Chenggang hesitated for a moment and followed Fang Ling towards Fang Ling's cave. Now what should be lost has been lost, and what should be lost has been lost. Fang Ling has such abilities, so it's obviously not a bad thing to get to know him more.
After the two of them walked a few steps, Fang Ling patted his head and said, "Oh, I almost forgot, Fellow Taoist Yuwen's disciple is still hanging on the flagpole. I will free him from the flagpole now. Fellow Daoist, don't blame me!"
Yuwen Chenggang also looked at Mi Changliang on the flagpole. In the past, Yuwen Chenggang was always pleasing to his eyes, but now at this moment, he was furious. If this unsatisfactory thing hadn't caused trouble, why would he have lost his wife and lost his army?
Let¡¯s not talk about those fairy stones for now, but take the soul-binding tablet as an example. It was an important treasure that he had refined for many years. Now it was destroyed. Although it was destroyed by Fang Ling, he didn¡¯t have the ability to seek revenge from Fang Ling. For a while, All the anger was poured out on Mi Changliang.
"Brother Fang Dao, this evil obstacle dares to offend you, Dao Brother. Although you don't remember the faults of villains and can forgive him, I will never tolerate this evil obstacle that almost caused Brother Dao to misunderstand." !¡±
While speaking, Mi Changliang pinched his fingers, and a dark green phosphorescent light rushed towards Mi Changliang. Mi Changliang, who was tied to the flagpole, realized something was wrong after seeing his master lose to Fang Ling in a fight. However, he did not expect that the person who wanted to kill him at this time was actually his master.
He knew that the phosphorescence coming towards him was a kind of phosphorus fire refined by Yu Wen Chenggang from the yin energy of thousands of years of dead corpses. Although the attack power was not very strong, as long as it was contaminated by the body, it could directly turn people into ashes. . Back then, an enemy secretly went to Baiyou Mountain to steal Yuwen Chenggang's elixir. Mi Changliang saw with his own eyes that the man was turned into ashes.
"Master, have mercy on me, master, have mercy on me!" The wails, like those of a slaughtered pig, echoed throughout Luo'ou Mountain, but at this time, who could save him? In just half an hour, Mi Changliang had turned into ashes.
Fang Ling looked at Mi Changliang indifferently, without the slightest pity in his expression. After the phosphorus fire was completely extinguished, he invited Yuwen Chenggang into his cave. Mi Changliang looked at Fang Ling's simple cave and said with a smile: "Brother Fang Dao, this cave is not simple at all, but I believe that in a few days, there will be a better cave waiting for Brother Fang to enjoy."
Fang Ling said a few words of modesty, then clicked on the stone table, and two cups of tea appeared on the stone table. The two people sat together and chatted. After a while, a burst of laughter rang out in the cave. If the two people hadn't fought to the death just now, almost everyone would have thought that the two people had been good friends for many years.
Although it was just a casual conversation, Fang Ling still got a lot of useful things from Yuwen Chenggang. The most attractive thing to him was naturally when Yuwen Chenggang went to the Qianzhu Sect General Forum when he had just become the Jindan Master.
According to Yuwen Chenggang, entering the Qianzhu Sect General Forum is a huge gain for Master Jindan. Take him for example. He entered the main altar and met with the two ancestors of Yuanying who were guarding the sect. Not only did he get guidance from ancestor Chen Feng in Taoism, he also received a lot of spiritual stones and elixirs. In addition to these , his magic weapon of the skull hammer was given by the ancestor of Nascent Soul. In addition, Qianzhu Church allocates a territory to each Jindan Master. In this territory, Jindan Master not only controls the life and death of a group of foundation-building monks, but can also enjoy the offerings of the mortal monks in the territory. It can be said that most of Jindan Zhenren's income comes from the income from these sites.
Listening to the benefits described by Yuwen Chenggang, Fang Ling was tempted. There are many things he wants to do now, but due to the limited resources at hand, he can't do any of them. It would be great if, like Yuwen Chenggang, he could get the magic weapon Yuan embryo that he hoped for in the hands of Yuan Ying Ancestor. Just when Fang Ling was about to ask Yuwen Chenggang for further details, a black light suddenly rushed into the cave. The black light was as fast as lightning, rushing straight towards Fang Ling. Facing this sudden black light, Fang Ling's heart tightened.
As his mind flashed, he was ready to use his sword light to force the black light, but before his flying sword could be released, the black light had already landed lightly in front of him. At this time, the black light dissipated, revealing a black jade slip that was one foot long. (To be continued)