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

"Just try it."

With a wave of Fang Qinghong's hand, the paved Lingshi at the foot of the mountain was shining brightly, and the grassmen deftly turned somersaults and withdrew from the range of the aperture.

At first, the elders on the cliff didn't take his plan seriously.

The founder of Hehuan sect's mountain protection array is a generation of masters who are well versed in the way of combining the five elements, yin and yang, and the movement of heaven and earth. Therefore, the formation is closely connected with the terrain of the place, and the method of manipulation can only be mastered by the suzerains of the past dynasties.

The master can arbitrarily change the strength and weakness of the five elements here, so as to change the landscape of mountains and rivers, or design more dangerous places.

Seeing the sharpness of the circle of light getting stronger, Feng Zhizhang snorted coldly when he saw this: "Break the array? With such little spiritual power, how can you shake the barrier."

It needs to be known that after the activation of the mountain protection array, the aura of this place will be completely used by him. This mountain is completely composed of the rustic atmosphere of the five elements. The power provided by Fang Qinghong's spiritual stone is no different from that of a fly shaking a big tree.

"Really?" Fang Qinghong snapped his fingers.

In an instant, the aperture exploded!

Immediately afterwards, a "rumbling" sound came from the depths of the earth's crust.

When the aperture blew up the membrane-like barrier at the bottom, countless branches of trees suddenly sprang out from the ground. Looking at the right moment, they aimed at the weak point of the barrier and plunged into it.

On the mountain peak, members of the Hehuan Sect all changed their colors: "What...!"

The thick branches are like strong snakes, piercing through the stone walls, and soon like a creeper, wrapping the entire mountain, and stretching out dense branch crowns in vacant places.

Many people were caught off guard, their feet slipped, and they were pushed off the cliff.

These branches are the grass seeds that Fang Qinghong planted when he came here.

Just now, they absorbed the aura of this place, quickly took root and sprouted, thrived, and quickly became giant trees that covered the clouds and the sun.

Moreover, because it is the child of the grass people, the giant tree and the grass people have a very deep causal relationship.

Seeing that the seeds they had sowed were so promising, the little grass people jumped up and down, happily directing their cubs to continue to behave mischievously, breaking the hard rock with brute force.

"I would also like to thank Fengzu for ensuring the aura of this place is running, so that I have the spare energy to support them." Fang Qinghong smiled slightly.

The entire dense forest is actually arranged by the ancestor of the master, and every plant and tree growing in it is born for the Acacia sect.

The grass man's body is also a link in the five elements of the Great Mountain Protector Formation, and it is equal to the power Feng Zu borrowed.Because of the effect of enchantment, it has the least impact on them.

The entire mountain was twisted by the rattan branches so that the rocks and soil were loose. Feng Zu continued to input spiritual power to reorganize, and the opposite side continued to be destroyed.Both sides come and go, and at this moment, Fang Qinghong's new wave of strength for the Jade Immortal Sword Formation has been completed.

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it rustles like a shooting star.

The young man's eyes are like bright stars, his eyebrows are like the sharp edge of a sword, and his white and flawless face is as distant as the moon.He stepped on the flying sword, seven seven and forty-nine long swords overflowed with murderous aura, like stars passing by, dragging their long tails, refracting several silver arcs in the air.

"Bang!!"

After the violent collision sound and the ground shaking, the barrier was broken.

At this time, Fang Qinghong's shout came from the smoke and dust: "Senior Sister!"

Gu Peiyuan plucked the strings quickly with her fingers, and the spirit of Fuxi's instrument awakened, echoing the barrier of the altar.

At the moment when the altar obeyed the power of the ancient fairy artifact and was about to withdraw, outside the barrier, the vine branches that had been waiting for a long time wrapped around it in an instant.

Trees with shoots and branches wrapped around the altar and lifted it from the mountainside.

And when Gu Peiyuan communicated with the altar with all her strength and had no spare energy to take care of other things, He Tiantian shot down all the spearheads aimed at her one by one.

The cooperation between the three of them was smooth and smooth, and it was completed in just a few breaths.

"Zhuzi!" Feng Zhizhang shouted angrily.

The mountain began to collapse, and the boulders rolled down, hitting some of the doormen, and falling towards the ground together.

Feng Zhizhang tried his best to turn the tide, and before it completely collapsed, he tried to maintain the remaining half of the mountain, and at the same time, he brought most of the disciples to the peak.

And the rest of these gravels of different sizes were controlled by Feng Zhizhang, and they all smashed towards Fang Qinghong who was flying to the altar.

The sun was shining brightly in the sky, and suddenly, something fell from that round of golden sun. When I looked inside, I found that it was actually a rain of flames!

Blossoming flames wrapped around the rock, blocking Fang Qinghong within a short distance from the altar, trying to trap him.

Seeing this, Fang Qinghong stepped on the hilt of the sword with his back foot, the point of the sword was raised upwards, and he shot straight out, narrowly avoiding the attack.

Flying high into the sky, he turned his head and looked down, and found that behind them, there was a mass of black human heads on the stone wall surrounded like a copper wall.

Composed of disciples from the inner sect of the Hehuan Sect, a team of hundreds of people chanted a mantra in unison—it was the Heart Demon Sutra!

Once the Lingtai is lost, there will be a lot of demons.

"Senior Sister Gu, you have Fuxiqin to protect you, go grab the altar. Remember to protect my junior sister, and I will do the rest." After the young man finished speaking, he swooped down and bumped into Feng Zhizhang who stretched out a big hand and grabbed him. .

At the same time, all mantras and mantras of numbers were uttered.On Fang Qinghong's left and right sides, three figures exactly the same as him differentiated.The three incarnations plus him form a four-element formation, with Lao Yang Shi, Shao Yang, Lao Yin, and Shao Yin as the positions, and at the same time put pressure on Feng Zhizhang.

The latter has stayed in the Mahayana realm for thousands of years. If he wanted to attain the Tao, he should have passed through the thunder calamity long ago.

Such a person stays in the Mahayana realm, and his accumulation is naturally terrifying, far beyond the comparison of ordinary Mahayana, not to mention that Fang Qinghong's real realm has not yet reached this point.

But the secret technique of mantra to the greatest extent narrowed the gap between the two.

Feng Zhizhang secretly hated: There is such a thaumaturgy in the heaven and earth, if you get it, you can ignore the laws of nature, making people who practice hard for thousands of years a joke.

What's even more hateful is that luck is not something that everyone can get, his master doesn't have it, and neither does he.

Fang Qinghong almost used all the secretaries he could control, facing the king-level Mahayana powerhouse, there was no room for him to spare.

On the other side, the grassmen rushed up the stone wall aggressively in a group, trying to destroy the insidious plan laid down by Hehuanzong—to interrupt the recitation of the Heart Demon Sutra.

Because they are implanted with four-character mantras, unlike ordinary puppets, even if they are made of the flesh of high-level monks, their combat effectiveness will be reduced to varying degrees.How much can be kept depends on the creator's own way.

During the battle, the body parts of the grass people carved with totems will light up with the light of the runes.Relying on the blessing of secret techniques, killing them among the crowd is like entering a herd of sheep.

Feng Zhizhang is also the successor of the fairy book "Extreme Letian", so he is also well versed in the various secret arts left by God Nu Wa, and influenced by the characteristics of the Acacia sect, his moves all have the attribute of charming people's hearts.

If it wasn't for Fang Qinghong's special physique and firm Dao heart, he might have been tricked in the duel without anyone noticing.

Under his full stop, Gu Peiyuan successfully caught up with the altar.The latter stepped on the road, turned around and shouted: "Junior brother is back!"

At the same time, He Tiantian threw back the snow sword: "Brother, take the sword!"

The moment Huixue Sword flew out, Gu Peiyuan urged Fuxiqin to raise the altar barrier to block out the following elders of Hehuan Zongtai.

Seeing this, Feng Zhizhang couldn't help cursing in a low voice, "Trash."

And Fang Qinghong raised his palm, and slapped the totem of the mantra in the palm of his hand on Hui Xuejian's sword.

Immediately, the famed weapon of Immortal Daoyan in the past shone brightly, and Fang Qinghong's palm just now also changed its flight trajectory, and rushed straight towards Feng Zhizhang.

The latter snorted heavily, and the white mist rolled around his body, using the fire of the metal cutting tool to deal with Hui Xuejian's offensive.

After all, it was the ancestor who had lived for tens of thousands of years, and for a while, the Huixue sword with the mantra secret technique added could not advance an inch.

"You've been tricked."

As soon as Fang Qinghong finished speaking, the yin fish and yang fish imitating the yin and yang plate of his dantian in the past had already spun around and attacked the white mist from both sides behind.

The two fish, one on the left and the other on the right, bit each other head to tail, wrapped in the white mist and quickly shrank, while Feng Zhizhang was still in a stalemate with Hui Xuejian.The situation was critical, and he couldn't help but burn with anger.

Suddenly, the explosion happened.

From the direction of the mountain peak, there were mournful cries one after another: "Sect Master!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Qinghong immediately pulled away, and Yu Jian galloped towards the altar fixed in mid-air by the branches.

Gu Peiyuan hugged the piano to prepare to respond, but when the young man was only one step away, a terrifying murderous intent came from behind him.

"Damn...Damn it!"

The smoke and dust dissipated, and the clouds and mist that surrounded Fengzu's body all year round also disappeared, revealing his true face.

For a while, there was no sound.

"You..." Gu Peiyuan opened her mouth, she was so shocked that she almost lost her words: "How did you become like this?!"

Feng Zhizhang's original slender and strong male figure and handsome face completely disappeared, replaced by the same charming figure as Gu Peiyuan, with a bumpy figure.

This is totally a woman!

He transformed himself into Gu Peiyuan's appearance!

Not only her, including Fang Qinghong, He Tiantian, and even the disciples of Yin Yang He Huan Sect, were shocked.They haven't seen the true face of their suzerain for a long time.

In an instant, Gu Peiyuan thought of many things.

In the art of witchcraft, there is a saying called "stealing luck", the concept and principle are born out of the "into form" in the way of heaven.

As we all know, if you want to attain the Tao, you must conform to certain principles of heaven and earth.If you make the principle to the extreme, you can get that part of the Tao.

However, there are tens of thousands of monks in the upper realm of cultivation, and no one does not work hard all the way to practice, and there are still only a few who can do it, probably because luck is not available to everyone.

At this time, in order to rob such an opportunity, some people began to use the concept of "into the form" and took heresy ways.

To "steal your luck," you have to become like that person enough.

These conspirators hiding in the dark will imitate the target's every move, every word and deed, and then reshape the physical body, just to become a substitute under luck.

Many people who have been imitated in history have rewritten their fate in this way.And the people who do it are usually those who have gained their trust.

Relatives, Taoist couples, masters and apprentices, and close friends, none of them were spared.

It is said that seeking the Tao and asking immortals is a detachment, but in fact, who is the master of ups and downs in the ages, and how many people can achieve detachment?

This is true of immortals in ancient times who did everything they could to seek longevity, and so do cultivators today.

Gu Peiyuan thought, when Feng Zhizhang wanted to seize the chance of becoming a Taoist fetus, would he still have to transform himself into Fang Qinghong's appearance?

A chill ran down his spine.

On the other side, something suddenly flashed through Fang Qinghong's mind.

That fleeting clue was very important to him, but the urgent situation did not allow him to think about it.