Gou Cultivates Immortals In the Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts - Chapter 403

  Chapter 403 Thunder over Jiuzhong (for subscription)

  Fang Xi involuntarily began to recall her childhood, childhood, growth…

  How much effort is put into acting for the eyes of outsiders, for the expectations of parents…?

   So what if you fail the public examination, so what if you fail terribly?

  His heart remained unmoved, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

  It seems that there is a gap between his experience and his heart, or his body, and his mind…are separated by something.

   “There is no big deal except death… But life and death are disillusioned, just like nothing.”

  In an instant, Fang Xi seemed to realize something, and started laughing.

   “This student, please abide by the discipline of the examination room.”

  The invigilator walked over immediately.

   “Public examination?”

  Fang Xi tore up the exam paper casually: “Take a test… I want to cultivate immortality!”

   Crash!

  The next moment, the surroundings burst like soap bubbles…

  Fang Xi’s consciousness was blurred for a while, and when she woke up again, she was already at the early stage of foundation establishment, and was flying away with a spiritual weapon.

  Behind him is the ancestor of the Song family.

  This man was very aggressive and roared angrily: “Fang Xi, how dare you kill me, the young master of the Song family, I will never die with you…”

   “I killed… Song Qing?”

  Fang Xi couldn’t believe it, subconsciously continued running for her life, feeling even more wrong in her heart: “This is not my style…”

“roll…”

   This time, he woke up faster than the previous illusion, and the surrounding space was shattered.

  …

  All kinds of demons and illusions came like a tsunami, targeting the weaknesses in Fang Xi’s heart.

  Originally, monks often had to indulge in these demonic realms for a long time before discovering flaws by chance, and even continued to indulge in them.

   Fortunately, after taking the ‘Du Mie Pill’, he felt disillusioned with life and death.

  No matter how realistic the illusion is, there is an innate sense of unreality in the heart, and the flaws can be found quickly.

   In the blink of an eye, several big heart demons and illusions were broken.

  …

   There was a flash of light.

  The sky is full of hype, and the ground is full of golden lotus.

  A Huashen venerable floated over: “Fang Xi…Your virtue is not worthy, you can’t have a fairy treasure, bring it to this deity!”

  The terrifying aura of heaven and earth gathered and turned into a big golden hand.

  Even though Fang Xi has reached the perfect level of alchemy, she is like an ant under this big hand!

   “Funny, I have never seen a cultivator who transforms the gods make a move… You evolve according to my imagination, it is a bad review!”

  Fang Xi pointed his hand, and a ray of Yimu divine light rose into the sky, turning into a sword that soared into the sky, splitting the big golden hand in two…

  In an instant, he was in a trance again, and when he came back to his senses, he was already lying in a forest of wine pools…

  Ruan Xingling, Situ Qingqing, Feng Bingxian, Wei Yixi, Yan Hongxiu, Zhong Hongyu, Yan Ying, Zong Linghu…

  He had seen or never seen, familiar or unfamiliar female cultivators gathered around him, thin and fat, with different styles…

   Gentle Township is the Hero Tomb!

  Fang Xi had a hint of intoxication on his face, picked up a glass of peach blossom wine, and immediately drank it down…

  …

   “Life and death are disillusioned like bubbles, and the world is like dust!”

   Emerald Isle.

  In the training room.

  Fang Xi opened her eyes, with the enlightenment and sophistication of the three thousand years in the world of mortals, and it seemed that she had fully realized it.

  Boom!

  At this time, there are ominous robbery clouds gathering over the Emerald Island, and the thunder light is faint, carrying the breath of destruction…

  Thunder disaster is approaching!

   Immortal cultivators absorb inspiration from heaven and earth to cultivate, and Yuanying is a huge threshold.

  If you want to cross this threshold, there will naturally be a catastrophe in the way!

  The sky is full of dark clouds, carrying the power of destruction that makes immortal cultivators frightened, continuously condensing into blue thunder dragons!

  In the training room, Fang Xi sat cross-legged wholeheartedly, familiar with the magic power of the Nascent Soul Stage, and didn’t show any signs of guarding against it.

   “Go!”

  He said softly, the non-existent Taoist Yuanying, who had been in the corner all the time, immediately rushed into the midair of Emerald Island like a death squad, holding the Xingluo chessboard!

  Besides monks, Dao Yuanying is also a good way to deal with thunder disasters!

   Thunder flashes!

  Under the majesty of the sky, Daqing could only hold his head and tremble, and Qinghuo Luan was also crushed to the point of being unable to fly, so he could only crawl on the ground, but stubbornly raised his head and uttered a clear cry.

   “Zhi!!”

  Amidst the sound of the phoenix, a blue thunder light as thick as a bucket seemed to carry the power of nine heavens, and fell straight down from the dark clouds. The target was the Evergreen Palace where Fang Xi was!

  Buzz!

  The Nine Nether Mysterious Wood Formation was activated, and countless black mist gathered, faintly turning into a phantom of a giant tree.

   Thorn it!

  The sky thunder fell on the big formation like an endless thunder fire burst out, and with just one blow, it blew the phantom of the giant tree into pieces.

  Countless thunder lights flickered, and the flames continued to burn the black mist.

   Thorn it!

   The world is white!

   There was no time for the Jiuyou Xuanmu formation to react, and two blue thunderbolts fell.

   Puff puff!

  After enduring three Nascent Soul thunder tribulations, the quasi-fourth-order formation finally disintegrated, revealing the Emerald Island brimming with aura, and the Evergreen Palace standing on a huge wooden pile.

   Outer Daoist Yuanying’s face was solemn, and he threw the ‘Star Luo Chessboard’ in his hand.

   There are nineteen vertical and horizontal paths between the sky and the earth, turning into a huge optical network.

  He made a seal with both hands, and immediately a huge image of Yama, the Son of Heaven, appeared, with each of the six arms holding the seal, the third vertical eye between the brows opened, and jets of black flames were ready to go out.

  Boom!

  There was a muffled sound between the sky and the earth, and the cyan sky thunder rushed down like a dragon with its teeth and claws.

  Thunderstorms came in a row, and in an instant, three thunderbolts came in an instant.

   Thorn it!

  The white light net composed of the star-studded chessboard was torn apart by the first thunder dragon in an instant.

  The second and third Lei Jiaolong went all the way down the gap, and the target was the heretic Nascent Soul!

   After all, the heretical Yuanying is also Fang Xi!

   But this is exactly what Fang Xi wants. As long as he survives this thunder disaster, the outcast Yuanying will also have a clear path, and he doesn’t have to carefully assimilate with his breath every time he leaves his body, fearing that he will be struck by lightning.

   “The Way of Heaven!”

  The outsider Yuanying’s face was extremely serious, and he vigorously urged the magic light.

  The turbulent demonic fire was released from between the eyebrows of the three-eyed and six-armed King Yan Luo, like a black arrow, hitting a thunder dragon in the middle.

  The pitch-black flame and the thunder light intertwined with each other, and they both died together.

   “Illness!”

  Then, the gigantic Yama Tianzi dharma figure roared, waving its six arms, and collided violently with the last Thunder Jiao.

   Thorn it!

  Countless cyan lightning danced wildly, and the surroundings seemed to come to the purgatory of thunder.

  Under the light of thunder, the three-eyed and six-armed Yama Tianzi’s dharma form was torn apart, turning into black smoke and dissipating…

   “Poof!”

  The outcast Yuanying’s face was pale, and his figure suddenly lost a lot of weight, obviously vigor was severely injured.

  Boom!

   Above the sky, the thunderclouds did not dissipate, nor did they stop changing, but became more violent.

   Thorn it!

  A cyan thunder with a little bit of golden light smashed down, and its momentum was stronger than the previous six times.

“go!”

  A huge Yimu divine light suddenly flew out from the Evergreen Palace, turning into a giant blue umbrella, covering the outsider Nascent Soul under it.

  Boom!

  The thunder fell on the giant cyan umbrella, annihilating countless Otoki divine lights…

  Even so, the blue Yimu divine light flew out of the Evergreen Palace in an endless stream, and died together with this thunder light.

   With a flash of the cyan rainbow, Fang Xi’s true self emerged, and with just one move, he brought the alien baby back into his dantian.

  He was surrounded by terrifying spiritual power, and under the delay of the big formation and the alien soul, he had already consolidated the cultivation base of the soul in the early stage.

  At this time, holding a small dark seal in his hand, it is the ‘Seal of Life and Death’, looking fearlessly at the robbery cloud in the sky.

   “Even though there are a series of backhands, I still have to do the last few thunderbolts by myself…”

   “What’s more… the essence of heaven and earth released after the thunder calamity is also quite good for strengthening the body of the Nascent Soul.”

  Fang Xi laughed, and threw the spirit treasure in her hand.

  The Seal of Life and Death roared, turning into a black hill and flying above his head.

  And above the sky, the eighth thunderbolt crashed down!

  …

   Beyond the Emerald Isle.

  A spirit ship hovers in mid-air.

  Wei Changsheng and other alchemy cultivators looked pale as they watched the billowing thunder.

   “Tianwei…”

  Brother Tie murmured, facing this Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation, he didn’t even… dare to draw his sword!

   “I didn’t expect that this senior not only survived the tribulation of inner demons, but also appeared to be able to handle the tribulation of thunder with ease…”

  Muttered the junior sister who was in the early stage of alchemy.

  At this time, even though everyone in Hunyuanzong was a little cautious, they didn’t dare to approach.

   After all, under the catastrophe, all monks are ants!

   Thorn it!

  At this time, they saw two blue-gold thunderbolts crashing down, and were firmly caught by a mountain-like black seal.

   Woohoo!

  The wind blew by, and in an instant, the dark clouds like fish scales disappeared, revealing a blue sky.

  The clouds pass and the sky clears up, and a rainbow appears.

   “Thunder through the nine layers, become a real king!”

  Wei Changsheng murmured, with an envious and bitter smile on his face: “I’ll go together later, and pay homage to this True Monarch…”

  …

  Although Fang Xi’s spiritual sense discovered the spirit ship of Hunyuanzong and the monk who had completed the alchemy.

  But after receiving the ninth thunder, he immediately released two Nascent Souls to absorb the essence of heaven and earth after the catastrophe collapsed, and then returned to the practice room to start retreat and continue to strengthen the Nascent Soul.

   After all, for him, nothing is as important as his own breakthrough.

  Besides, even if something happens, Qing Huoluan and other spiritual pets and his subordinates are enough to deal with it.

   After all, I have condensed my Nascent Soul, how stupid do I have to be to bump into the muzzle of the gun at this time?

  In the training room.

  Fang Xi made a tactic, and her own Nascent Soul immediately emerged from the Heavenly Spirit, holding a small pitch-black seal in her hand.

  The light flashed again, and the blue-black outcast Nascent Soul emerged, thinner than the main Nascent Soul, with a hint of magic.

  The two are distinct, just like Tai Chi.

  The two Nascent Souls were playing happily outside, and after getting used to the body of the Nascent Soul, Fang Xi made another gesture and returned to her own body.

   “This feeling is really amazing…”

   “For Nascent Soul monks, although the physical body is important, it is not particularly important…”

   “The real core is only in Nascent Soul.”

  Fang Xi’s Nascent Soul was holding the ‘Seal of Life and Death’, but felt something was wrong: “I seem to have another one of my natal treasures!”

  (end of this chapter)