Chapter 285

"Hmph!"

Fang Xing's main body snorted coldly, and a burst of Qi and blood rose from the cave dwelling like a scorching sun.

With his current martial will, Mu Wan Zhang and Mu Qingshi fainted instantly.

Even the late-stage Jin Dan White Crane old man in the sky fell into a daze.

But a little crimson flashed in his brow center, and he soon recovered, obviously having some treasure or secret technique to protect his heart.

"Protector? Kill!"

After the White Crane old man recovered, he raised his hand, and a talisman appeared.

This talisman was pale cyan, with only a ring pattern on it.

This is a Rank 4 'Talisman Treasure', which he obtained in one of his greatest encounters.

In the Talisman Treasure, a few percent of the power of a spiritual treasure is sealed, which is a sure kill for ordinary Jin Dan cultivators!

But this kind of Talisman Treasure is not easy to refine, not only consuming the power of the spiritual treasure, but also weakening the spirituality of the spiritual treasure.

Therefore, it is not a Nascent Soul True Monarch who is at the end of his rope, and he will not take action to refine it.

Moreover, without the foundation of a Rank 4 talisman master, even if he wants to refine a Talisman Treasure, he can't.

Buzz!

Under the shroud of cyan and red light, that Talisman Treasure burned instantly, turning into a cyan and red ring.

Powerful mana fluctuations erupted, no worse than an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator.

The ring rotated rapidly, and a water-fire dragon appeared in the center, and the two forces of water and fire were fused together harmoniously, making the flames flow slowly like water, and the water flow burning violently.

Roar roar!

From the center of the ring, a water-fire dragon drilled out, carrying the terrifying aura of a Rank 4 transformed demonic beast, and grabbed with one claw!

Slash!

Fang Xing's Jin Dan Dharma domain was directly crushed, his chest clothes were broken, revealing his red-gold chest.

Bang!

The claw of the water-fire dragon fell on his chest, erupting with amazing sound.

The extremely cold flames and the scorching water flow spread, enough to make ordinary Rank 3 body refining cultivators die without a burial place, but for him, it was like a breeze blowing on his face.

Roar!

Countless water and fire forces erupted, and then dissipated with a roar.

That Talisman Treasure consumed its own power and turned directly into ashes.

And the White Crane old man behind the Talisman Treasure, looking at Fang Xing who was in tatters but red-gold all over, carrying a sense of Great Perfection, showed horror: "Rank 4 body cultivator? Heaven wants to kill me! Heaven wants to kill me!"

Bang!

Before the words fell, Fang Xing had already arrived in front of the White Crane old man and grabbed with one claw!

The White Crane old man's defensive magic treasure and true essence protective shield shattered like soap bubbles under his golden fingers.

Then, Fang Xing's palm passed through the White Crane old man's chest without any hindrance, and

"My Great Jin Gang physique... is actually being treated as a Fourth Rank body cultivator?"

"It seems to be a bit stronger than Wei Shentong..."

Fang Xing muttered.

He had previously condensed the Purple Pattern Wan Shou Jin Dan, and the primordial foundation of his innate Jin Dan was extremely vigorous.

Later, he practiced the 'Dragon-Elephant Jin Gang Indestructible Divine Ability', entering the perfect realm; the moment he broke through to the Jin Gang Realm, it was a Seven-Turn Golden Body.

He also spent ten years honing himself in the obelisk of the Nine Swords Academy, thoroughly fusing the indestructible substance with every inch of his skin, every piece of bone, and every drop of blood.

Thereby achieving the Great Jin Gang physique on the spot!

Overall, it is indeed a bit stronger than Wei Shentong.

But the Nine-Turn Great Jin Gang originally represents perfection and the limit, so it won't be too much stronger.

'Actually... the talisman treasure of the Water-Fire Dragon Ring just now did cause me some injuries... it's just that I recovered too quickly, equivalent to not being injured at all?'

Fang Xing smiled slightly and fell back into the cave dwelling.

For him, the most important thing now is still to protect the cultivation clone as it condenses the Nascent Soul.

If he were to indulge in slaughter and go out to hunt down enemies, leading to falling for a diversionary tactic, that would be counterproductive.

Rumble!

At this moment, the sky above was already covered with dark clouds, and countless purple thunder pythons were intertwined, bringing a terrifying pressure.

This is the Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation!

Inside the cultivation room of the cave dwelling.

"Where is the inner demon? Where is my big inner demon?"

"Get out here!"

Fang Xing opened his eyes, his gaze clear, his full-bodied sword intent having nowhere to disperse, feeling as if he had something that could not be used.

Just like the last breakthrough to the Jin Dan stage, this time breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, he did not encounter a Nascent Soul inner demon!

'Sure enough, I am still too strong!'

Fang Xing sighed: "Wishing to see an inner demon but unable to..."

After all, he shares the same consciousness as the main body, and the main body's Martial Way will reached a higher level after practicing the will secret patterns.

Not to mention facing the extraterrestrial Xieshen itself, even the pollution from a pillar-level Xieshen could not move him in the slightest.

And the inner demon of the Nascent Soul stage, theoretically speaking, in the main universe, is only Eighth Realm spiritual pollution!

If a Martial Way practitioner at the Great Jin Gang Realm could be shaken by this level of pollution, then Fang Xing's Martial Way teachers from childhood to adulthood could all die of shame.

"Forget it, if there isn't one, there isn't one."

Fang Xing looked up and could already feel the heavenly might of the thunder tribulation locking onto him, unavoidable.

In the lower dantian, although the sword infant had already condensed, it was in a weak period after just ascending and still needed to consolidate its realm.

Of course, he could force a move, but it would be easy to damage his vitality.

This is also the reason why many Nascent Soul cultivators fear the thunder tribulation; they have just passed the inner demon tribulation at this time, their minds are even weaker, and their state is worse!

Moreover, the thunder tribulation cannot be shared by outsiders; he can only rely on himself!

"Sure enough... I can only rely on myself after all."

Fang Xing looked solemn, took out the Nine-Infant Bead, and turned into the appearance of Mu Wanlong: "Wan Fa Ghost Infant, Jiao Wei Qin... go!"

The spiritual treasure Jiao Wei Qin has already reached the Fourth Rank Mid-Grade level.

However, its spirituality is stubborn; if Fang Xing doesn't turn into the Mu family bloodline, it simply refuses to cooperate.

Of course, it was because his mana was still a bit lacking before, and he couldn't do anything to the Jiao Wei Qin artifact spirit.

Now that he has truly ascended and become a Nascent Soul Early-Stage sword cultivator Great Zhenjun, he can try to unite with the Wan Fa Ghost Infant to forcibly make the artifact spirit submit, while minimizing the loss of the spiritual treasure's power.

But refining a spiritual treasure is not a task of a single day; at this time, he still has to wear Mu Wanlong's mask to exert the full power of the Jiao Wei Qin.

Boom!

Above the nine heavens, the thunder moved with the force of ten thousand jun.

A purple thunderbolt crashed down, carrying the majesty of destroying all living things!

Zing!

A sound of the zither rose, accompanied by a loud phoenix cry.

A Jiao Wei phoenix flew out from the Fourth Rank cave dwelling, its feathers gorgeous, spreading its wings to welcome the heavenly thunder.

"Screech!!!"

The Jiao Wei phoenix opened its beak and actually swallowed this thunderbolt directly.

"Family head..." Beside the cave dwelling, on the ground, Mu Qingshi, who was lying there, opened his eyes and muttered to himself: "I seem to have heard the zither sound of our family's spiritual treasure..."

Mu Wan Zhang opened his eyes: "I saw it too..."

His expression was extremely complicated as he watched the figure of 'Mu Wanlong' rush out from the Fourth Rank cave dwelling, with the family's inherited spiritual treasure—the Jiao Wei Qin—floating in front of him!

'Supreme Elder... you have deceived us miserably.'

Mu Wan Zhang smiled bitterly in his heart, even feeling a trace of awe.

According to what the Supreme Elder said before, the Jiao Wei Qin spiritual treasure was snatched away by that unknown body cultivator; how could it appear here?

Could it be... everything is fake?

Was it the Supreme Elder who colluded with that strange quasi-Fourth Rank body cultivator in the blessed land, secretly harmed Mu Qinglan, and obtained the opportunity to condense the Nascent Soul, as well as the family spiritual treasure?

It's just that this suspicion is too dark, harming the family's peerless genius, seizing the opportunity...

It's just too dirty!

But Mu Wan Zhang knows that if the Supreme Elder succeeds, he will be a hero of the Mu family, and his beautiful name will be praised for ten thousand generations!

As for Mu Qinglan, he is just an unlucky person who fell in the secret realm and will soon be forgotten...

'But... the Supreme Elder's previous cultivation was not fake... why would he kill?'

'Could it be just for the Jiao Wei Qin? The family controlling the Jiao Wei Qin is ultimately different from an individual possessing a spiritual treasure alone... but that doesn't make sense either...'

'Could it be that Qinglan had a greater opportunity on him? Therefore, he was secretly killed by the Supreme Elder to seize the treasure?'

Mu Wan Zhang's thoughts were numerous, truly complicated and hard to describe.

He didn't connect the Nascent Soul Sword Great Zhenjun in the blessed land with Mu Wanlong, thinking that Mu Wanlong was that Nascent Soul Sword Great Zhenjun, because both appeared in one place, and one was a Jin Dan Zhenren, the other a Nascent Soul Zhenjun, which are completely different things!

Mu Wanlong is still condensing the Nascent Soul now, how could he be the Nascent Soul Sword Great Zhenjun in the blessed land back then?

Even if the Nascent Soul Sword Great Zhenjun later disguised himself as Mu Wanlong, it is unlikely, because both the righteous and demonic sides confirmed that the other party was already a Nascent Soul cultivator, how could he only be condensing the Nascent Soul now?

Boom! Boom!

At this time, the second and third tribulation thunders fell one after another, easily blocked by Fang Xing with the Jiao Wei Qin.

"Sure enough... although my sword infant has not yet passed the weak period, I have the Wan Fa Ghost Infant! Plus two spiritual treasures... if I still can't pass the Nascent Soul thunder tribulation, then no one can."

Fang Xing, wearing Mu Wanlong's skin, was safe and sound under the thunder tribulation.

He even had the heart to cast the 'Qing Yang Magic Lamp' to put a 'Qing Yang Cover' on himself.

As for the problem of identity exposure?

That really doesn't matter at all; anyway, he plans to return to the sect after condensing the Nascent Soul.

As for people here knowing that 'Mu Wanlong' is Master Feng or a quasi-Fourth Rank body cultivator, so what?

Under his vest, there is another vest!

Rumble!

After round after round of heavenly thunder, the sky full of dark clouds finally dissipated unwillingly.

And Fang Xing felt a sense of total comfort: "From today on, I am a true Nascent Soul Sword Great Zhenjun!"

"Fifty years of cultivation, finally reaching the Nascent Soul stage!"

Fang Xing felt great in his heart, feeling the majestic and sharp Nascent Soul mana in his body, and his divine sense expanded rapidly.

Fifty miles, eighty miles... one hundred miles!

As soon as he entered the Nascent Soul stage, both his mana strength and the limit range of his divine sense exceeded himself during the Wan Fa Ghost Infant period!

Just at this moment, his divine sense captured a streak of light, in which was a Jin Dan demonic cultivator.

The other party was fleeing frantically from the Baihua Mountain area as if his life depended on it.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xing's lips curled slightly, and then he turned into a sword light and chased after him.

The sword escape technique was originally ranked at the top of many escape techniques!

Now that he has ascended to the Nascent Soul stage, the Rotten Iron Sword has also ascended to become his natal spiritual treasure, and what he is performing is a Fourth Rank sword escape!

Plus, the "Great Freedom Profound Gold Sword Canon" was originally famous for its sword speed.

At this time, his sword light was even a notch faster than the escape light of ordinary Nascent Soul Mid-Stage cultivators.

Not long after, he caught up with that pitch-black demonic light and saw one of the big-headed demonic cultivators inside.

Seeing Fang Xing chasing after him, the big-headed demonic cultivator was scared out of his wits, gritted his teeth, and took out two white skulls from his storage bag.

Red light emerged from the eye sockets of the white skulls, directly biting off his two fingers and chewing them quickly.

Then, it fell under the big-headed cultivator's feet, resembling a pair of white bone wind-fire wheels, causing his escape speed to skyrocket!

"Hehe, stay!"

Fang Xing waved his big sleeve, and a sword light appeared.

After condensing the sword infant, his natal spiritual sword had already merged with the Nascent Soul, and what he was performing was still sword light and sword shadows.

But the power was already quite extraordinary.

I saw that under his sleeve, the sky was full of starlight, and a white-gold sword shadow just flashed and passed through the big-headed demonic cultivator's lower dantian.

He screamed, was grabbed by Fang Xing's large mana hand, and hurriedly shouted: "Senior, spare my life, the junior was just passing by..."

"Hehe... who would believe this excuse of yours?"

Fang Xing chuckled, and without torturing him, he directly started soul-searching.

A moment later, he threw the big-headed demonic cultivator's corpse away casually, flicked a Soul-Devouring Demonic Fire onto it, and it turned into ashes in an instant.

"The demonic path has reached quite far; now they are not in a hurry to cultivate demonic Jin Dan, and are actually planting undercover agents in the righteous path..."

This time, if he hadn't condensed the Nascent Soul, maybe the Bai He Sect could have really broken the Mu family's formation later, and then been crushed to death by him one by one...

Well, the ending seems about the same.

Even for the Bai He Sect, only one Jin Dan Zhenren died now, which can be considered a profit...

Fang Xing flicked his sleeve, the sword light turned, and he returned to the Baihua Mountain cave dwelling.

"Congratulations to the Supreme Elder for condensing the Nascent Soul, from now on, longevity and long vision!"

Mu Wan Zhang and Mu Qingshi hurriedly greeted him, their faces flushed with excitement.

They originally thought that after the Mu family sealed the mountain, they could not escape the fate of slow decline.

But they didn't expect that the Supreme Elder had been enduring until now, occupying the Fourth Rank spiritual vein cave dwelling, just to condense the Nascent Soul!

Although they were a bit resentful that the Supreme Elder even deceived his own people, he is now a Nascent Soul Zhenjun, so whatever he says is right!

"This seat wants to go into seclusion to consolidate cultivation for a period of time; you must not come to disturb me."

Fang Xing said with a cold face, returned directly to the cave dwelling, and closed the cave dwelling door.

As for those two fake Jin Dan, naturally, they wouldn't dare to force their way in even if they had ten guts.

"It's okay, pack up, let's go!"

Fang Xing prepared to pat his butt and leave; otherwise, it would be a bit awkward when the Nascent Soul Zhenjuns from both the righteous and demonic sides came over.

He first came to the alchemy room, took the Wan Hua Ding, and then came to the beast pen.

The Treasure-Seeking Mouse is still at the Third Rank Mid-Grade level; after all, not everyone is like him, whose cultivation speed is incredibly amazing.

Seeing Fang Xing at the Nascent Soul stage, the Treasure-Seeking Mouse immediately stood up to please him, its two claws together, as if bowing.

"Hehe... good job, should be rewarded!"

Fang Xing casually took out a bottle of Third Rank medicinal pills and threw it over.

The Treasure-Seeking Mouse was immediately overjoyed and swallowed all the pills in one gulp.

After it ascended to the Third Rank Mid-Grade, it awakened a talent divine ability, named 'Rumination' by Fang Xing, which opened up a small space in its stomach, where many things could be stored.

As a result, the Treasure-Seeking Mouse didn't use it on the righteous path, developing any great divine ability like 'Universe in the Sleeve', but instead liked to swallow a large pile of heavenly materials and earthly treasures first, and then spit them out one by one to chew slowly when it was free.

"Sigh... acting like a starving ghost, what a character!"

Fang Xing was speechless about the Treasure-Seeking Mouse's new talent, but still pinched a magic formula and put the Treasure-Seeking Mouse into the spirit beast bag.

After tidying up the cave dwelling, he performed an Earth Escape Technique and came to the basement of the cave dwelling, where he saw the Five-Mixed Demon, and Mu Wanlong, who was unconscious and guarded by the Five-Mixed Demon.

(End of chapter)