I'm doing business in the Shura field [Rebirth]

Gu Peiyuan seemed to have seen a ghost: "What kind of things did you build?"

Even Fang Qinghong himself couldn't explain clearly, this was the first time he used four kinds of secret techniques at the same time to create and bless one thing.

And at the moment when the grass man was born, a grand bell sounded from the depths of his soul.Like something revived.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Qinghong sensed fluctuations from these grass figures.That is the pulse of life.

thump.

thump.

thump.

Every breath they take is echoing the world.

This is impossible for the ancestors of the Mahayana or the Sanxian of Hongchen.

Although they learn the profound meaning of "birth", the creatures created in the small world of Dantian cannot make two-way echoes with the real world.

Even if these creatures can cross the small world and enter the present world, their life support depends on the owner of the small world—that is, the owner of the dantian.

Just like crimson purple, it is derived from Fuyao's divine power, as long as Fuyao dies, its body will collapse.In a sense, the master-slave relationship of the contract is still not broken.

It's just that what they signed was a life contract.

And even if the master is not dead, once the supply is stopped, the creatures will dissipate after exhausting their spiritual power.Even if you die in battle in the real world, you will not be able to enter the six realms of reincarnation and get a chance to be reincarnated.

It is true that the ashes are wiped out, the proof of existence is erased.

To sum up, the creatures in the small world only have a causal relationship with the owner of the dantian, not with the real world.So in the real-world ledger, there will be no names for them.

But now, there is a gap in this golden rule set by the Dao of Heaven since the change of the prehistoric practice system.And the person who pried it was also experiencing inner turmoil at this time.

Fang Qinghong became excited uncontrollably, although these grass figures are still not perfect, although it is only an experimental attempt, but...!

With the help of the mantra secret method, and the sky-filling stone as the medium, it might be able to help Fuyao reshape the body and drive away the cause and effect of the curse! !

When the three of them observed in place, the grassmen had already arrived at the pass.They have inherited part of the legacy of the secret technique, and they also know how to cooperate.

First let the person with better brain development be the leader, and then divide the work under the arrangement of the other party. Unknowingly, on the most important north gate formation that the general sect deployment will also attach great importance to, a system is built. aisle.

Fang Qinghong excitedly hooked his hands, motioned for the other two to follow, and ran over immediately.

He Tiantian: ... No, the atmosphere was tense before, why are you so happy now? Could it be a false alarm?

There was no danger, no obstacles, broke through the north gate, and the inside of the sect changed, it was another scene.

Gu Peiyuan even suspected for a moment that they had entered some kind of illusion.

As an ancient sect of comprehension with a long history, the Hehuan Sect has a large number of disciples, and its scale can be compared with the Kunlun Palace—otherwise, it would not have the ambition of a showdown.

Inside the door, which was bustling with people coming and going in the past, is also quiet.Gu Peiyuan flew up to the big tree on the side and broke into the house built among the branches, but there was no one in it.

Immediately afterwards, she shuttled among the branches and crowns of several giant trees, and the situation was the same in large and small, simple or extravagant houses.

The entire Acacia sect went to the building to be empty.

Fang Qinghong frowned, and beckoned the straw figures who were having fun all over the ground to come back and guard them: "Did you notice anything unusual?"

Anyway, this place is Gu Peiyuan's sect, even if he stays for less time, he still knows the situation better than outsiders.

She released her spiritual thoughts and integrated them into the surrounding environment. After a while, she said: "The aura of heaven and earth is smooth, and the five elements are operating as usual." She frowned as she said, "It shouldn't be like this. .”

He Tiantian suddenly turned his head to look at the two of them: "You know that you are inviting me into the urn, and you are still here?!" Fortunately, I thought I was thinking too much.

"You can't shrink back when you encounter danger." After Fang Qinghong finished speaking, he asked Gu Peiyuan again: "Leave this question first, where is the temple?"

The latter's frowning brows did not loosen: "I don't know, since I can remember, I haven't seen anyone there. But—"

"I know the entrance to there should be at the place of ancestral sacrifice." Gu Peiyuan immediately added, she let out the scorpion on her arm, and after the red snake landed, it crawled at the front, sniffing and opening the way.

"Let's go, Tengluo is very sensitive to all yin and evil things. If it is there, it will give us an early warning."

Teng Luo's speed was very fast, and the three of them were walking quickly on the winding and rugged road like a primitive dense forest.

Fang Qinghong: "Have you ever been to the place where ancestors are sacrificed?"

Gu Peiyuan hummed, "When I inherited Fuxiqin in the past, a ceremony was held there."

"That's good, then you lead the way." Fang Qinghong took half a step back and began to think about other things.

Although in the current situation, they can only respond to all changes without change, but they cannot let it develop——

With a thought in Fang Qinghong's mind, the heads of the grass figurines around them sprouted, and small emerald green seedlings grew, and they blossomed and formed seeds at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, the grassmen pulled out the seedlings on their heads, and handed the heavy seedlings to Fang Qinghong.These grass seeds were given to him, and he sprinkled them everywhere along the way.

Now even Gu Peiyuan couldn't understand what he was going to do.

He Tiantian was dumbfounded, and his attention was entirely on other things: "He, they are men, why can they still produce seeds?!"

Fang Qinghong: ...

Fang Qinghong: "Can you think of some normal things, although they look like humans, they are still spirit plants themselves, following the natural laws of spirit trees."

Hearing the two discussing themselves, the straw people stared at her curiously with wide eyes.

He Tiantian couldn't bear to look directly and covered his face: "You, why don't you pinch girls?"

Fang Qinghong was wronged: "I am a man, of course it is more convenient to pinch a man. What's more, if you pinch a woman, you will call me obscene and dirty, and your thoughts are not pure."

"Pfft." Gu Peiyuan, who was leading the way, couldn't help laughing.

The place of ancestral sacrifice is located in the center of the Yin Yang Acacia sect, and even the sect's main meeting hall and the suzerain's bedroom can only be arranged on the side.

But at the same time, if they want to enter the place of ancestral sacrifice, they must go through many places built around it, such as Danding Pavilion, Refining Pavilion, Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, etc., where elders and even elders sit in charge.

As the target approached, the three of them tensed up in unison.

It's time for the main event.

The moment he stepped into the encirclement, a sudden change occurred!

After a while of shaking, the road rose from the ground, holding the altar straight into the sky!

The three of Fang Qinghong and the others had run wildly as early as when the earth's crust was moving, and rushed straight towards the place where the ancestors were sacrificed—that is, the altar where a bronze tripod was placed.

At this moment, a light curtain suddenly rose from the circular square where the altar was located, and Fang Qinghong who had already stretched out a hand was thrown out.

Immediately afterwards, it rose into the sky at an extremely fast speed, and the whole altar was like a mountain peak, towering and steep.

Fang Qinghong didn't give up, and immediately got up and shouted to Gu Peiyuan: "Is there a way to lift the barrier!"

Gu Peiyuan flew into the sky on Fuxiqin: "Try."

At this time, many people suddenly appeared on the mountain peak, the disciples, elders, and elders from all the peaks in the sect, formed a large formation together, and forced He Tiantian's Huixue Sword to stand still in the air, unable to advance an inch.

Fang Qinghong jumped up, turned around in the air, took over He Tiantian's strength, and kicked on the hilt of the sword.Hui Xuejian was blessed with an endless stream of true energy, and immediately screamed excitedly, piercing into the light curtain again.

At the same time, the Zhuxian Sword Formation launched, pressing towards the opposite side with overwhelming ferocity, continuously attacking the light curtain.

As the number one sword formation in ancient times, its lethality is incomparable. Some people with lower realms on the mountain peak have already begun to vomit blood.

At this time, Gu Peiyuan had already flown to the top of the peak, holding a fuxiqin in her hand and plucking the strings, urging her to die.

And Fuxiqin, the celestial artifact they enshrined for generations, unexpectedly stood by her side unconditionally, turning against her former classmates.

One of the Supreme Elders cursed: "Gu Peiyuan, you are still the suzerain's personal heir, and now you are colluding with outsiders and murdering your fellow sect! You, a traitor of the Acacia sect, what do you want to do!"

Gu Peiyuan didn't change her face: "Open the barrier, and when I find Feng Zhizhang, I will let you live."

After finishing speaking, an ethereal male voice sounded sadly: "Gu already knew that you are not an obedient person."

On the mountain peak, the dense crowd of disciples shouted in unison: "Welcome to the suzerain!"

"Look at the back." In the enchantment on the peak, a misty figure gradually appeared, and he said to the unrepentant rebel: "You have nowhere to escape."

He Tiantian turned his head and found that the earth's crust had just changed, and they were blocked by high earth walls in front and behind, and they couldn't see the portal when they came.

There was a halo of light circulating on the dirt wall, which was obviously another layer of enchantment, and their escape route was completely blocked.

"Brother!" He Tiantian turned around and shouted.

"Don't panic." Fang Qinghong's face sank like water.

The more complicated the situation, the calmer he became, and he continued to say to Gu Peiyuan: "I am in charge of the mountain barrier, and you are in charge of the altar. Since the place of ancestor sacrifice is the place where Fuxiqin is enshrined, then Fuxiqin must be able to echo it."

"Coincidentally, senior sister thinks the same way." Gu Peiyuan smiled sweetly, and continued to assist Fang Qinghong in manipulating the sword array, using the sound of the piano to disturb the minds of the Hehuan sect.

The latter only feel their brains buzzing, and their dantian aura is suffocating.

As for the former grassmen, under Fang Qinghong's leadership, they began to surround the foot of the mountain and began to bury spirit stones.

He Tiantian took the Huixue Sword, and also under his command, pinched his nose and flew to Gu Peiyuan's side, defending her against all kinds of magic weapons flying from the barrier.

At the top of the peak, Feng Zhizhang, the patriarch of Hehuan Sect, couldn't help saying bitterly after seeing the straw man: "Nine-character mantra, it really is nine-character mantra."

"To be able to use the nine-character mantra to such an extent is truly a blessing."

Although he used beautiful words, no one would think that he was complimenting others.

Only relying on the fate of the Son of Destiny to achieve today's achievements.It's nothing special at all, as long as you change people, you can change people!

Fang Qinghong raised his head, with a calm tone: "You think you can do it, don't you?"

Feng Zhizhang snorted lightly, his attitude was self-evident, showing his conceit and arrogance.

Fang Qinghong was certain: "You can't do it."

Feng Zhizhang, who was originally reserved, was immediately irritated, "Huangkou boy, you are extremely rude! Dao Yan always respectfully calls Gu the ancestor in front of Gu. Is this the upbringing of your Sword Sect?"

Fang Qinghong asked back: "Since Fengzu thinks that he is special enough, then may I ask, what have you done that is more outstanding than others? Now you are only doing things within the scope of your abilities and talents, and even There is no detachment from the character the author gave you."

"In that case, why do you think that you can be compared with me?"

The youth's long hair is windless and automatic, his robes are fluttering, and his momentum is rising steadily. "Even someone who is more inconspicuous than you has the courage to break everything and work hard to create miracles."

At that moment, what flashed in Fang Qinghong's mind was Fuyao's serious and persistent face.

Feng Zhizhang was mentioned by the original author several times because he was Gu Peiyuan's master. Fuyao is completely an additional product of the worldview setting.

Because the author said that there must be gods and beasts, dragons, phoenixes and unicorns, so he was born.But as a character who doesn't even count as a background board, the author has not mentioned a penny, and his luck is not even as good as these ordinary supporting characters who need to maintain the progress of the plot to survive.

It is an existence that really lives on the edge.

But it is such an existence, which seems serious and unapproachable, but in fact is simple and unsophisticated, but it has changed itself and given itself an unprecedented experience.

Finally, for the first time, she got rid of the dark drive of the plot and made a decision that was entirely her own.

Fang Qinghong clenched his fists tightly. If Fang Qinghong before rebirth belonged to the author, then Fang Qinghong after rebirth belonged to him.

Feng Zhizhang was furious, he sneered, and the mountain began to change again.The altar in the middle is sunken and hidden in the mountainside.

"Born with Dao, since you are so pretentious, come and try to see if you can take back the altar from the lonely hand!"