Lord of the Great Tribulation

Chapter 50 Borrowing Books (For Collection)

"Ugh……"

In the moonlight, Fang Xian left a letter and walked out of the small mountain village.

He still couldn't bear the sorrow of parting, and chose to leave by himself.

When he returned home this time, he took care of everything and arranged for his nephew and niece to read and write.

In the end, after thinking about it again and again, I still left a few martial arts and mental methods - not ones that reveal their origins at a glance, but innocent things from the rotten street.

Although it is rough and simple, if you have the talent for martial arts, you may not be able to make a fortune with it.

Of course, I have been warned many times beforehand about the principle of "don't reveal money". With the cunning and wisdom of Wang Laogen's peasants in the countryside, he also knows that it is powerful, and he will definitely cover it to death.

After all, in this world, without martial arts, how to get ahead is fake.

After finishing all this, Fang Xian let go of the burden on his heart and began to prepare for the battle with all his strength.

"When I was promoted to Grand Master, Qingyuan Palace and Rushi Temple would definitely be regarded as thorns in my eyes. Sword Daoist and Zhifan Monk might be inseparable. It would be a big trouble..."

At the foot of Baiyun Mountain, due to the death of Chu Kuangren, the great master is invincible in the world, and the swordsman chooses to act alone, which is actually a good opportunity.

It's a pity that Fang Xian couldn't catch up with the swordsman. The next time they fight, the opponent probably won't give him a fair chance to fight. Most likely, they will say, "What rules are you telling the devil?"Let's stand shoulder to shoulder! ' That set.

"Great masters are also divided into strengths and weaknesses. If I go further, it is not impossible to fight against two..."

Fang Xian quickly recalled the strength at hand.

"This world does not seem to be simple. There are still some good things in the two lines of Brahma and Taoism, such as the swordsmanship of the swordsman... The exercises of the Bodhi Temple are said to be handed down from Rushi Temple, and there are some unique secrets... Or, go grab it Have a look?"

Today's six major sects are no longer in Fang Xian's eyes.

"Actually, even if we learn from others' strengths, it is limited to this world. The highest level is the level of 'Sword Control' and 'Dragon Tiger Powerful Vajra Immortal Ability'... If I want to catch people by surprise, I can only rely on higher skills and secret techniques..."

Fang Xian's face was serious.

In his hand, he also has a copy of the "Dongxuan Secret Recording", which is weird and unpredictable, and its power can definitely crush the exercises of the two veins of the Brahma and Taoism.

"It's a pity... With my current state, that is, after several years of hard training last time, after climbing Jietian Peak, I only had an epiphany..."

According to Fang Xian's guess, there are two training methods in "Dongxuan Milu Transcript".

The first one is in that cosmic world, affected by the 'Starry Sky Giant Eye', although the progress is rapid, but [-]% will be restricted by it, and the final outcome is really hard to say.

The second is a coincidence. In this way, I rely on adventures to block the influence from the 'upper', and rely on my own realm to forcefully understand the secret book.

"What kind of grandmaster? Grandmaster, in the system of giant eyes in the starry sky, I'm afraid he is no different from ordinary people, so last time I could only come across by chance..."

Fang Xian frowned: "But I still have the golden finger of the attribute bar, which can consume my true energy and improve my understanding... Maybe I can comprehend "The Transcript of the Mystery of the Cave" once? But this book is really strange. What should I do if I comprehend something strange and become obsessed?"

He doesn't care if he is cultivating evil or devil skills, as long as he can use them, but he is afraid that his thinking will be affected, he will become schizophrenic, crazy, or his personality will change, and he will become bloodthirsty.

Even if it is the martial arts of this world, if the level is not enough, if you force yourself to cultivate to the next level, the chance of going crazy will increase greatly.

"However, if you are forced into a desperate situation, I am afraid that you have to do so, but the true energy required to comprehend the "Dongxuan Secret Transcript" is astonishingly large. I have been supplementing it these days, and it is still a little short... "

"Then we should do both, first go to looting the exercises and then talk about it."

Fang Xian was determined and quickly used Qing Gong to leave.

……

Tianlun Kingdom.

This country is located in the north of Yuanwu Kingdom, and the country believes in Buddhist Taoism.

There are temples around almost every big city.

Especially outside the capital city of Tianlun, 490 large temples have been built, each of which is dedicated to the cultivation of eminent monks, and they are very famous.

The mountain gate of Bodhi Temple is located here.

Bodhi Mountain.

Fang Xian wore a platinum robe and strolled outside the mountain gate: "Is Master Xin Zen here? Fang Xian came to worship the mountain!"

His voice was not loud, but it spread farther and farther strangely, echoing throughout the temple.

For a while, many monks were so frightened that the wooden fish in their hands fell to the ground: "The white tiger is coming?!"

The entire Bodhi Temple was silent, and immediately there was dozens of times the hustle and bustle.

Especially near Fang Xian, the two little novice monks who were sweeping with brooms turned their eyes white and passed out from fright.

"Am I so scary?"

Fang Xian touched his face, he didn't know what kind of monster he had been rendered into among the famous and decent.

"Amitabha!"

Not long after, a group of monks greeted them with the sound of the Buddha's chant, followed by rows of monks with sticks, all of whom looked death at home.

"The heart of the poor monk, I have seen the benefactor Fang, but I don't know why the benefactor Fang came here?"

There was a monk in front of him, wearing the robe of a great monk, with a sallow face and his hands clasped together.

"Some small things... Where is Master Xin Zen?"

Fang Xian swept his eyes, but he didn't see Xin Chan, so he couldn't help asking strangely.

"Brother Xinchan died of his injuries on the road, and has passed away." Master Xinben revealed a trace of grief and anger in his eyes.

"Oh……"

Fang Xianxin said that he didn't realize that the old boy was so ungrateful at the time, and a smile appeared on his face: "I want to take a look at the Sutra Pavilion of the Zen Academy, and I ask the master for permission!"

"The devil!"

"presumptuous!"

Xinben's eyelids twitched, and the monks behind were already blushing, and shouted angrily: "The thief still wants to covet my Zen skills?"

"Although the martial arts of this temple are crude, they are not passed on to outsiders..."

Master Xinben had just spoken half a sentence when he saw a white tiger with three-eyed evil patterns emerging from behind Fang Xian. The twisted and weird patterns brought a strong sense of shock.

The warriors under the innate nature trembled and fainted. Even the innate masters felt that their true energy was stagnant.

"If you don't agree, it's a pity that this great Buddhist temple will be destroyed by fire."

Fang Xian sighed quietly: "I have always been a reasonable person."

"Amitabha, Zen Buddhism opens the door of great convenience. Since the benefactor wants to see... the heart is silent, take the benefactor to the Sutra Pavilion!"

Master Xinben said suddenly.

"Thank you!"

Fang Xian nodded his head and followed another master into the Bodhi Temple, knowing that he had to speed up.

After all, I was a loner before, and the swordsman and monk Zhifan couldn't track down my whereabouts.

But if this happens, it is guaranteed that the information will appear on the desks of both Vatican and Taoism in the shortest possible time.

If it is discovered that he is interested in the six major schools of martial arts, he will definitely set up traps and wait for the rabbit.

"But I'm not afraid of group attacks. There are only two Grandmasters. It would be very troublesome for them to block me..."

A smile appeared on the corner of Fang Xian's mouth.

(End of this chapter)