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

The atmosphere fell into a lengthy silence.

No matter how much Fang Qinghong made a surprise attack, someone was willing to be pried open.Seeing that it was hopeless to find an answer, he sighed inwardly and gave up.Swinging left and right will not cheat yourself.

The two passed through the majestic and majestic hall, and in the empty and quiet shrine, only the sound of their footsteps echoed leisurely.The sound spread far away, and then returned to silence.Like the long river of ancient history, no accident can change this place.

Two rows of statues of gods with people and monsters in different poses condescendingly glared at them.Fang Qinghong stopped and looked at it for a while, always having the illusion that its eyes moved.When he blinked and wanted to take a closer look, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind, blocking his sight.

"Don't look." Fuyao said.

His voice was just above his ears, and Fang Qinghong was surprised when the hot breath passed by, it was hotter than ordinary people's breath.

"Do you want to be sucked out of your soul?"

The skin behind Fang Qinghong's ears was delicate and sensitive, she was blown by this breath and got goosebumps, and her whole body trembled slightly.The next moment, the breath behind him was gone.

If there was not a hand in front of his eyes, Fang Qinghong almost thought that Fuyao had disappeared.The palm was a finger away from his face, only blocked by emptiness, just like the feeling given by its owner, which was also so illusory.

Fang Qinghong knew that this was a boundary drawn by secrets.He has something to hide from Fuyao, but the other party has only a lot more secrets than him.

It would be a lie to say that you are not curious, let alone a person who suddenly appears, saves you, and treats you unconditionally, everyone will want to know.What's more, after 30 years of companionship, he unconsciously regarded Fuyao as a friend and companion.

Fang Qinghong himself came back from the pinnacle of humanity, so it was difficult to look up to anyone in his mentality. The extreme self-confidence in his bones also made him think of Fuyao more like a brother who "will walk side by side with you and me in the future" loyalty.

He had been quietly observing Fuyao, and then discovered that not only did the other party not like to express himself, but he was also not good at sharing even the slightest emotion.

It's like living alone in a small world for thousands of years, and no one has ever told him that he can do this.

Before he retreated, the two had gone fishing by the river.To be exact, Fang Qinghong was fishing alone, and Fuyao was standing beside him, looking downstream along the gurgling water.

Fang Qinghong's face was covered with water by the koi that was caught, and he raised his hand and threw it to the squid behind him who was waiting to be fed, and said to Fuyao who would not smile at him even if he was unlucky: "Senior, if you change your gender, don't you really look like me?" The fairy who cannibalizes fireworks."

The man glanced at him and said, "Boring."

Fang Qinghong asked: "Then what's interesting to you?"

Fuyao: "Shut up."

Fang Qinghong supported his chin with one hand, and threw a stone into the river: "You don't tell me anything, are you afraid that I won't be able to bear the consequences if you leak the secret in advance?"

Fuyao lowered his eyes, didn't reply, and looked like he was keeping secret.Seeing Fang Qinghong strengthened his guess.

……and many more!

Fang Qinghong came back to his senses abruptly, and his heart was full of storms - there are no women in this world, He Tiantian wanted to ask him when he mentioned it, but Fuyao was indifferent.And he carefully recalled the other party's expression at that time, it was really too plain, as if... as if he had been used to it for a long time.

This man really knows about his past life!

Now that he knows, how much does he know, but he knows that glass of spiritual wine...

Fang Qinghong's thoughts drifted back to the statue in front of him, and after knowing its function, he no longer wanted to explore it, turned around and continued walking forward.

This thing is called the soul-destroying statue, which is a heterogeneous species after the mountains and stones have become refined. It can directly affect the soul of a person. Every statue has a soul, which is no different from living things.However, they are born with only one soul and three souls. Whether they become immortals or die to reincarnate, they must gather the number of three to seven. Therefore, they are very coveted by the group born with a complete soul.

The Lord Tongtian moved the dementor statue into the main hall, firstly to give all the visitors a sense of spiritual oppression-a group of giant beasts are watching and want to eat your soul.The second is that it can also act as a guard when no one is there.

The soul-destroying statue that can be placed here is not bad in itself, and has been nourished for so many years in a place full of aura, if it is not for the incomplete soul, it should have passed the catastrophe long ago.

Fang Qinghong had lingering fears, he was blessed with Fuyao's energy, and they dared to seduce them boldly, but it was Fuyao who cut off their energy just now, making it completely impossible for them to attack.

If one gets caught accidentally, the person being lured walks into their attack range, and what awaits him is only a piece of human skin left.

After all, it is not my own strength.Fang Qinghong sighed lightly.

Fuyao hesitated when he turned his head, his hand paused in the air for a moment, then he slowly put it down, clenched into a fist.

Along the passage behind the main seat of the main hall, the two of them walked into the backyard. On both sides of the road leading to the master's dormitory of the Tongtian Sect, there were patches of purple cloud bamboos.

To say that this bamboo is also very strange, it is originally a wood-type spirit, but it has a life element phase, grows in an extremely sunny place, and feeds on thunder and lightning.Therefore, there is a large amount of lightning element stored in Ziyunzhu's body.

The magic circle made by it is also called the small sky thunder circle, but all cultivators have some psychological shadows about the thunder system.Moreover, the thunder system is recognized as the most destructive power.With a thought in his mind, Fang Qinghong flipped his wrist and hooked his index finger. He used the group mantra for the first time after his rebirth, using the blessing of the secret method to link the earth's veins, and planted a backhand in the ground.

The mantra of group characters is a kind of spell that has blessings on the spell. Like the mantra of Linzi, it is used to help the human race defeat the opponent in a way of defeating the strong by the weak.

The stronger the spirits used in the formation, the stronger the formation, but if the strength of the guest side is stronger than that of the formation builder—that is, the host side, then the guest side will not listen to the order at all, causing the formation to fall apart. .Therefore, there needs to be a strong presence to hold the line.

In the past, the high priests and great wizards of the human race would hold a god-inviting ceremony before setting up the formation, and then under the influence of the power of the gods, they would drive the spiritual elements of all parties to coordinate and resonate to reach a "consensus."

This temptation is too great for the masters who study formations. If outsiders know that Fang Qinghong possesses secret techniques, they will definitely not let him go.

The Nirvana Pool is located in the sleeping hall of the Lord Tongtian.Pushing away the lingering mist, one can see that in the pool about 30 meters long and about ten meters wide, the red pool water looks like rolling blood, churning and turbulent.

The rich spiritual energy of life permeates everything, moistens everything silently, and stimulates the pores of the whole body to dilate. Fang Qinghong couldn't help but take a deep breath, pulled Fuyao's sleeves without any explanation, and dragged him to the Nirvana Pool.

"Come and come, we have the same blessings and share the same difficulties. We sincerely invite the seniors to take a bath together."

Fuyao twitched the corner of his mouth: "No need."

Fang Qinghong persevered: "Why? This is the place where the Phoenix King passed into nirvana in ancient times, and it is good for you."

Fuyao insisted that Qingshan would not let go, and refused to take another step forward.While the two were tugging, they had already stood by the pool, Fang Qinghong couldn't move him, and said half-jokingly: "I don't have anything to offer, so let me borrow flowers to offer Buddha, just to repay the favor."

What about after repaying the favor?

Fuyao paused, and said: "Don't think about me." When he said this, his tone was extremely stiff: "Including the future, don't think about it. Everything I did was not for you to thank me."

After saying that, it seemed that he was afraid that if he would make more entanglements, he would turn into a puff of smoke and disappear on the spot.

Fang Qinghong was stunned for a moment, finally came to his senses, looked left and right, but he couldn't find anyone and gave up, so he jumped into the pool by himself.

The surging spiritual power poured into his body, he no longer suppressed his realm, and opened his arms to accept all rivers.For a moment, an extremely impressive vortex formed around Fang Qinghong's body, and the appetite of the natural Taoist body was opened up, and he could not satisfy himself by devouring everything.

The hair crown on the top of the young man's head was shattered by the transpiring spiritual power, his long black hair fell down, his face was shining brightly, his eyes were closed tightly, and his face was solemn.

He flipped his left hand with the palm facing up, and transformed into the Heavenly Heart Stone that had been prepared, and then fell back, completely submerged in the pool.

Fang Qinghong dived into the bottom of the Nirvana Pool, looking for the true blood left by King Feng, while looking inside, observing the changes of the golden elixir in his body all the time.Now this golden elixir is shining brightly, it is more than twice as big as it was just now, and it is already the extreme state that human cultivation can achieve, but it is not enough, it is far from enough, this is just the achievement of his previous life.

The young man raised his energy, and the golden core spun at a high speed on the verge of bursting, especially after his right hand touched the lump of Phoenix King's true blood, it swelled bigger and bigger.

The spiritual power of the Nirvana Pool and the light emitted from the Tianxin Stone soothed the berserk Zhenyuan. Every time his body was about to collapse, he repaired it again and again, pieced it together and reorganized it.

The bright red blood flowed out from the pores and the seven orifices slowly, Fang Qinghong remained expressionless, enduring the pain of crushing bones and tendons, and plunged into the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

He wanted to see the world after the human limit, and a voice told him that he had to do so.

In a haze, Fang Qinghong dreamed of that grotesque world again. Could it be that the limit of manpower...is that there?

No.

That was not his world, not the answer he wanted.

In the depths of Fang Qinghong's mausoleum, a small flame suddenly emerged.

It is said to be a flame, but it is more like a tinder.

Weak and small, like a candle in the wind, it will go out at any time, but it is always swaying tenaciously, never really cutting off its vitality.

Fang Qinghong approached cautiously with his spiritual sense, and found that this tenacious fire was very warm.Like the birthplace of all things, the baby's cradle attracts nostalgia, and there is a familiar atmosphere...

Who is it?

I'm so sleepy, I can't remember.

boom!

There were bursts of spring thunder, and the universe made a loud noise.Fang Qinghong opened his eyes, and found himself alone, drifting in the chaotic darkness.

Just one look, a thousand years of life, just one look, everything goes to silence.

The sun, moon, mountains and rivers evolved and formed from the primordial realm, and after their prosperity and decline, they reintegrated into the chaos.

His Nascent Soul was born following the trajectory of all things. The avenue is invisible, and his eyebrows, eyes, facial features, limbs and torso are carved out in a single stroke.

The little Fang Qinghong sat cross-legged in his dantian, breathing heavily.With an idea, he engraved the three-character secret method he currently mastered on the villain, and asked him to recite it repeatedly.

In an instant, the avenue sounded like a bell, and the aftermath rippled like a tide until it reverberated in all directions.

Outside the sleeping hall, Fuyao, who was sitting cross-legged on a peach blossom tree, seemed to have heard something, and looked up.

There was still nostalgia in his eyes, looking at the empty bedroom, subconsciously stroked the little finger of his right hand.A section of red thread leaked from between the fingers, and Fuyao's wonderful eyes shone with gentle sparkle.

He cherishes it so much, as if he has exhausted everything to finally steal this time, this long-awaited treasure.

A line of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, slipped down his jaw, and soon wet Fuyao's skirt.

If Fang Qinghong was here, he would be shocked by the color of the blood.Thick and sticky black, exuding an ominous atmosphere.