Chapter 597

Time passes leisurely.

Since Deacon Qian Hui died, Fang Xing could clearly feel that the undercurrents against his own family had subsided a lot.

After all, he had already set up a lunatic persona, which was very difficult to provoke.

And reporting to the sect about the Corpse-Driving Sect and the Blood Shadow Sect joining forces was like a stone sinking into the sea.

Fang Xing didn't bother to care about these things. Every day, besides planting trees, he would comprehend the fundamental diagram of the 'Meat Tai Sui' divine ability. If he had free time, he would occasionally study the "Blood Paper Secret Canon".

In the tree house.

Strange talisman papers were spread everywhere.

Fang Xing was still wearing animal skin clothes, but he held a fine talisman pen in his hand, writing like a dragon and snake on a blood paper the size of a palm.

"Gathering sand into a tower, gathering armpits into a fur... The so-called 'Spirit Illusion Paper House Cave Heaven' is actually a combination of various paper folding arts... Refining a large number of paper talismans, connecting them to each other, forming a whole, is enough to attract a huge amount of influence from the Spirit Illusion Realm, and open up a cave heaven in the gap between Yin and Yang..."

"Paper figures are convenient to carry. If it is a paper house cave heaven, it can simply store an army, and at the same time can accommodate living people to live briefly, and it is also incomparably fast to move..."

Due to obtaining the secret book and completing the last piece of the puzzle, Fang Xing's paper folding art had reached the Grandmaster Perfection level.

Drawing these 'Paper House Cave Heaven Talismans' again was handy.

Of course, due to the consistent nature of the paper folding art, when refining paper talismans and trying to combine paper houses, Fang Xing's lifespan was also flowing away slowly.

"Sure enough, there is a reason why the paper folding lineage are all short-lived ghosts."

Fang Xing complained and outlined the last stroke.

"Go!"

He gave a light drink and sprayed a cyan essence breath onto the talisman.

In an instant, those scattered papers seemed to come alive, precisely spliced together, forming a paper wall.

Fang Xing spread out his right hand, and saw a flash of white light on his right hand, and a strange paper house appeared.

Its frame was generally complete, and one could see many paper figures, paper sedan chairs, and paper beasts inside.

Accompanied by the sound of incantations, that paper wall pasted up, immediately filling a wall.

"Paper figures, paper horses... and paper houses..."

"I feel that this paper folding lineage is a pity not to do funeral one-stop service..."

Fang Xing complained, but had some realization:

"Hmm? If I refine it into a paper house cave heaven with my own strength... it seems I can put my own soul into it, turn Yang lifespan into Yin lifespan, and can extend my life for a long time... This should be the ultimate mystery of the paper folding lineage."

"It's just a pity that this Spirit Illusion Paper House Cave Heaven technique cannot be practiced at all without being an Yin Spirit True Person... I am a special case, not only is my lifespan long enough, but the key is that Druid level 17 is also equivalent to an Yin Spirit True Person..."

"So, the end of the paper folding lineage is to become a paper figure and live in the paper house cave heaven, which is equivalent to some kind of alternative ghost cultivation?"

"It seems the defects are great, and... there shouldn't be many Yin Spirit True Persons who can hold on until they refine it successfully alone..."

Fang Xing was pondering when he suddenly perceived something, a flash of green light, and he came outside the tree house.

The night was hazy.

Between heaven and earth, it didn't know when it started to snow heavily.

No!

What covered Elder Qingmu Ridge was not heavy snow, but white paper money!

Between heaven and earth, an exquisite opera house with red curtains and green decorations emerged, coming towards Elder Qingmu Ridge!

A harsh alarm exploded over Elder Qingmu Ridge!

"So, tonight is the decisive battle?"

Fang Xing murmured and did not leave the valley: "I hope it won't affect my Green Dawn Garden, especially those ten-thousand-year evergreen trees."

This is his decades of hard work, ten thousand acres of forest.

In the future, the Druid's experience will all depend on them.

"What to do?"

Dong Meier and other disciples were all awakened. Seeing this scene, their hands and feet were simply cold.

They couldn't imagine that Elder Qingmu Ridge mountain gate would actually be attacked one day!

Yi yi ya ya!

The opera house was brightly lit, and a sharp female voice sounded: "West River Moon, who is it for sorrow... sighing at the window, people are haggard..."

One lifelike shadow puppet after another walked out of the opera house.

Swish swish!

In the direction of Elder Qingmu Ridge, several Yin Spirit True Persons emerged, looking at this scene, each performing their divine abilities.

Whoo whoo!

In the night sky, a violent wind rose suddenly.

Above Elder Qingmu Ridge, one evergreen tree after another flashed with green light, rushing into the sky, turning into strange weapons.

Swords, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks...

Those divine weapons carried indescribable divine ability power, killing towards the opera house, piercing one shadow puppet after another.

"Divine ability - Grass and trees are all soldiers?"

From the opera house, the voice of True Person Xi Lian, which was indistinguishable between male and female, came out.

Not only that, around Elder Qingmu Ridge, the soil cracked, and one Grass Head God after another with grass on their heads emerged, strangling with the invading Blood Shadow disciples.

"Hehe... everyone, how about this shadow puppet show of mine?"

True Person Xi Lian smiled lightly, and a strong man with a strange appearance and bronze skin walked out of the opera house.

He roared, and countless fire seeds suddenly appeared in the sky, blown by the violent wind, instantly igniting the Grass Head Gods.

One Grass Head God after another didn't even make a scream before turning into ashes.

Divine ability - Blowing fire with wind!

"Xi Lian... you have actually broken through to the Yin Spirit Late-Stage, peeling off the skin of a True Person with a complete divine ability."

In Elder Qingmu Ridge, an Yin Spirit True Person looked fearful.

And True Person Xi Lian was just one of the invading True Persons.

In another direction, countless paper money rolled in the void, revealing a paper house cave heaven, and a large number of paper figure troops poured out of it, turning into an ocean like white snow.

The vast army rushed directly to the core of Elder Qingmu Ridge.

This is the decisive battle between the top ten righteous and evil sects!

From the very beginning, the degree of tragedy reached a terrifying level.

But Fang Xing keenly perceived that something was wrong.

"Hmm? No battle of Yang Spirit True Monarchs broke out?"

"Isn't the foundation of the top ten righteous and evil sects having one or two Yang Spirit True Monarchs?"

"It seems that in this great battle, everyone is cannon fodder after all."

Fang Xing looked in the direction of the opera house.

Even that True Person Xi Lian was just a chess piece.

'I don't need to be too prominent, just treat it normally. Showing strength at this time is seeking death...'

Fang Xing turned into a green light and urged the formation token in his hand.

Hazy green shadows sealed the valley entrance.

"Disciples, prepare to meet the enemy."

He gave a light drink, making Dong Meier and other disciples look incomparably serious, gripping the Dharma artifacts in their hands.

In fact, there is nothing good in this Green Dawn Garden, and those who can look at those hundred-year spirit medicines are probably just a few Dao Foundation cultivators.

Fang Xing is not panicked at all. As for how many of these disciples can survive, it depends on luck.

Rumble!

At the valley entrance, the tree shadows swayed, and finally shattered with a boom, and several figures killed their way in.

Shadow puppets and paper figures at the Qi Sensing level fell from the sky.

"Kill!"

Meng Tiandong, Dong Meier, and others were all sect disciples. At this time, there was no retreat, and they could only step forward trembling.

"Yu Cong Long!"

On Fang Xing's body, the aura of the Dao Foundation Mid-Stage was fully displayed, and tree shadows swayed, guarding the surroundings.

Then, another paper general at the Dao Foundation Late-Stage spurred its horse out, sweeping with a spear.

Pfft pfft!

Those few streams of light immediately flew back, and one of them vomited blood: "Damn it, he really practiced the art of paper folding, and refined it to the Dao Foundation Late-Stage..."

If it were a puppet at the Dao Foundation Late-Stage, they might still want to grab it, but paper figures like this have their strength greatly damaged once they leave the original master. These demonic Dao Foundations didn't look at it.

"Sure enough, this Green Dawn Garden is a hard bone, poor and fierce, and the key is that there is no loot, unless the ten-thousand-year evergreen tree is destroyed, there is still some sect contribution..."

One of the demonic Dao Foundations rolled his eyes, immediately wearing a strange monster skin, and fled into the ground: "You guys drag on here, I'll go to Shennong Hall first."

Compared to this hard bone with no oil and water, obviously Shennong Hall is the real rich place.

"Hmph, Shadow Puppet lineage, simply shameless."

Several Dao Foundations of the paper folding lineage saw this scene and also retreated while fighting, and didn't take long to exit the valley.

At this time, Fang Xing waved his hand indifferently, and wooden thorns fell like raindrops, clearing the Qi Sensing miscellaneous soldiers on the ground.

I saw that the original medicine garden disciples had already lost more than half.

Meng Tiandong lost an arm, Dong Meier was also stained with blood: "We... won?"

"This is just the first wave..."

Fang Xing shook his head: "There are at least several waves, eh?"

His gaze turned, and he saw an emerald green escape light flying in, followed by several pursuers, it was actually Fei Yong.

'This big grandson, he pitted me!'

'Others pit their fathers, he pits his grandfather!'

Fang Xing was a bit speechless, but still manipulated the paper general, making the flags behind it hunt, galloping in the void, and meeting it...

……

Shennong Hall.

"Go quickly!"

Fei Changnong suddenly spat out a mouthful of essence blood, taking Jiang Shijie Red and retreating while fighting: "The medicine warehouse is behind the hall, why do you have to pursue relentlessly?"

"Hehe... who doesn't know that you are the Deputy Hall Master of Shennong Hall, you must be carrying thousand-year, or even ten-thousand-year precious medicines."

In the darkness, several ghost-like shadows laughed, and they all had the strength of the Dao Foundation Late-Stage.

The Dao Foundation Mid-Stage and Late-Stage seem to be only a small realm apart, but in the cultivation system of the outer lands, they are worlds apart, representing the gap between two major pseudo-divine abilities and only one!

"I didn't expect... I was also forced to this step."

Fei Changnong smiled bitterly and looked at Jiang Shijie Red: "Remember, live on..."

He quickly took out a crimson pill and swallowed it.

In an instant, a divine ability was like fire meeting withered wood, instantly burning fiercely.

"Crazy Demon Life-Stealing Pill?! Don't..."

Jiang Shijie Red cried, and saw on Fei Changnong's body, vines emerged, the ends burning with flames, like torches, intercepting the pursuers behind him...

……

High in the sky.

Two vast divine thoughts like the scorching sun were quietly watching the tragedies and separations in Elder Qingmu Ridge.

"Hehe... Lian Laogui Elder Qingmu, according to the agreement, the Blood Shadow Sect cultivators fought to the Ancestor Hall, you lost."

A thin voice sounded: "Do you admit it?"

"I naturally admit it."

The divine thought of Lian Laogui Elder Qingmu responded indifferently: "If the Killing Sect comes from the south, just come to find me... It's just that I recognize the rules of the top ten righteous and evil sects, but whether the Killing Sect recognizes it or not is not certain, hehe..."