Why did Fang Xing want to challenge Zhu Xiu of the Pure Land? This was indeed a very puzzling thing.
Especially when it came to the level of the Little Saint of the Divine Court and the leader of the Immortal Alliance, the problem they had to consider was even more complicated …
Of course, the most important point was that Fang Xing was now a big and influential figure. Whatever he did, even if it was just an unintentional little thing, would always arouse too many people's speculation about his intention behind it. They wondered if this matter was hinting at something, if there was any ulterior motive, if they followed his heart, would they be unlucky?
Because of this, even if he made a move, no one dared to take it!
The Pure Land was indeed like what Fox Fairy said, there were many experts!
However, on the first day of Fang Xing's challenge to the Pure Land, there were no real experts!
All of them were watching, deliberating, and observing the situation!
Even Young Divine King Ao Gu and the Fourth Prince of the Canglan Sea felt that there must be a deep meaning behind Fang Xing's action, it was just that they couldn't see through it for a while!
Regarding their curiosity, Fang Xing didn't tell them directly. He just laughed a few times and then let it go.
However, in the evening, this group of emissaries set off again to the second stop of the Pure Land, Matchless City!
Their ultimate goal was to go to the Pure Land, where the headquarters of the Alliance of Immortals was located, Tianyuan Palace.
However, just like when they came from the Divine Land, there were a total of seven stops along the way. Led by the representatives of the four forces of the Alliance of Immortals, they passed through seven cities one after another, and finally arrived at Tianyuan Palace to begin the formal negotiation …
Originally, this trip was supposed to be carried out during the day, but because Fang Xing wanted to challenge the Pure Land, they simply set off in the night.
Every time he arrived at a city, Fang Xing would stay for a day to challenge Zhu Xiu of the Pure Land.
While everyone was on their way, Fang Xing fell silent. He ordered the Little Princess of Yaochi to stand guard for him while he sat cross-legged in the small world. Then, he pulled his demonic body over with both hands and let it float in mid-air. Then, he used the Great Path to draw upon the power of heaven and earth, vaguely transforming into the appearance of a copper cauldron. The demonic body sat in the copper cauldron. Fang Xing's real body covered the copper cauldron with his palm. Immortal flames began to curl around the cauldron. The fiery will burned fiercely and rose up, beginning to refine the demonic body. Black smoke billowed, making it look like a demon.
"What are you doing?"
The Little Princess of Yaochi could not help but ask in fear when she saw this scene.
"I'm refining weapons!"
Fang Xing said in a low voice. His expression was a little twisted, as if he was enduring great pain.
His divine soul had been split into two, but he could feel the pain as if his real body was experiencing it. His real body could feel the pain the devil body was going through.
"Why do you have to do such a dangerous thing?"
The Little Princess of Yaochi asked with a trembling voice, as if she could not bear to do it.
"Because … I'm still too weak!"
Fang Xing replied in a low voice. After a pause, he continued, "And the Pure Land is too disappointing!"
The Little Princess of Yaochi did not know what to say at that moment. She shut her mouth and looked miserable.
No one knew that Fang Xing, who was so ferocious in the day, had to go through such pain at night. Even the Little Princess of Yaochi felt that Fang Xing was too cruel. Not only was he cruel to others, he was especially cruel to himself. She and Fang Xing were telepathically connected. Now that she had understood Fang Xing's intention, her heart trembled. She wanted to stop him, but in the end, she did not say anything.
Fang Xing was refining his demonic body with the Great Path of Refining weapons!
He was trying to forge his demonic body into an invincible divine weapon!
Uncle Eleven, Bai Qianzhang, had passed on a Daoist scripture to Fang Xing in the past. It was called the Will of the Hundred Schools. It was his life's work, and it contained almost all the offensive techniques of Daoism that he could collect. The Celestial Infant cultivated the body, while the Demon Baby cultivated the Dharma. His original body, Yuanying, was the Celestial Infant. It walked the Ancient Dao. It was crystal clear, flawless, and had a strong foundation. The Demon Baby, on the other hand, had to cultivate the Dharma of this world. Its attacks were invincible and exquisite.
Now, Fang Xing's path to the Celestial Infant was stable. He had already passed three lightning tribulations, and it could be said to be perfect.
On the other hand, his Demon Baby Dharma was still stuck at a bottleneck and had not made much progress.
The reason was simple. He did not have the time!
The Laws of the Present World, or in other words, the current cultivation world, focused on the blossoming of all kinds of martial arts and abilities. There was a dazzling array of them. Even with how powerful the God clan was, they could not help but praise the variety and intricacies of the abilities that the cultivation world of the Tian Yuan Continent possessed. They all admitted that in terms of strength, the God clan was enough to crush the current Tian Yuan Continent, but in terms of breadth, the God clan would never be able to match them. However, it was exactly because of their breadth and complexity that it was basically impossible for the current people to reach perfection with the Laws of the Present World.
Because there were too many things to learn, and it would take a long time.
Fang Xing did not have that time. He was far more pressed for time than others!
Therefore, on the way from the Demonic Abyss to the Pure Land, he had been thinking about how to improve his strength.
After thinking about it, there were only three aspects.
The first was his own cultivation level. It was the improvement of the Celestial Infant Realm. It needed to be done steadily and step by step.
The second was his own Demon Body. It needed a deeper understanding of countless divine powers, and a deeper understanding of the Will of the Hundred Schools.
The third was his own Little World. It needed countless resources and a huge amount of creation!
After thinking about it, he finally decided to take the shortcut and cultivate the Demon Body!
Through countless battles, he would understand all kinds of fighting techniques, and he would push Uncle Eleven's Will of the Hundred Schools to the extreme!
According to Uncle Eleven's thoughts, it was not difficult to cultivate the Will of the Hundred Schools. Over time, he would just need to meditate and meditate. However, the situation that Fang Xing was facing was different. The Shen Clan's arrival coincided with the chaotic times. There was no time to dawdle. He might as well take the shortcut. Through countless battles, he would understand the Will of the Hundred Schools. Through life and death situations, he would explore the Will of the Present World!
Today's Pure Land gathered the fate of Tianyuan. All the elites were here, and it was the most suitable place to do so.
Of course, the other Fang Xing didn't say it out loud. Perhaps he didn't even realize it himself. He only did one thing based on his instinct. However, it made the little princess of Yaochi feel sad. That was … to fight for the Pure Land!
Just like what Fang Xing did to the orthodoxies that surrendered to the Shen Clan on the way to the Pure Land.
He bullied them with all his might to let them understand that they shouldn't think that they could live a good life in peace and stability. One must be courageous.
The Pure Land was located in a remote corner. Moreover, the Shen Clan was powerful. Many people's bones had turned soft.
At least, the emissary of the Shen Clan could enter the Pure Land safely. It was because too many people in the Immortal Alliance of the Pure Land had lost the courage to fight against the Shen Clan. Instead, they began to think about reconciling with the Shen Clan. They would rather live in a remote corner and hand over the ancestral land of Tianyuan to the Shen Clan. They were not willing to refine their weapons and souls to prepare for the battle against the Shen Clan. This was the thing that Fang Xing hated the most.
When he first entered the Pure Land, many people cursed at Fang Xing, which was really annoying.
However, what was even more annoying was the first sentence that Fang Xing said, "Since you hate me so much, why didn't anyone come to kill me?
It seems that your anger isn't enough! "
"Let me add fuel to the fire …"
"I want to fight against the Pure Land with my own strength, until all of you are convinced, or driven mad!"
Of course, these thoughts and reasons were all guesses of the little princess of Yaochi. Fang Xing didn't explain much about this matter. He would rather admit that he wanted to use this method to avoid the danger of being killed by the big shots of the Pure Land. After all, as long as his challenge didn't end and the juniors who were qualified to fight against him didn't come out, those big shots wouldn't put down their pride and risk angering the Lord God. This was indeed a safe method!
As for the other benefits, such as getting credit from the Lord God, obtaining the title of invincibility …
There were all of them!
However, Fang Xing didn't think too much about it. He was used to doing things based on instinct!
"We've arrived at the Second City …"
Before dawn, they had arrived at Wushuang City. Zhu Xiu went to rest, but Fang Xing didn't care about him at all.
For him, there was only one important thing, which was to continue his challenge.
In other words, to sweep through the Pure Land!
However, what disappointed Fang Xing was that the challenges on the second day were not as good as the first day.
On the first day, there were more than thirty people who came to challenge him, but on the second day, there were less than ten people.
Moreover, there weren't any experts among these ten people. Only one expert from the Centaur Clan fought with him for more than ten moves. Then, the Centaur Clan was hit by Fang Xing, and he flew away while vomiting blood. This result made Fang Xing frown, and he was extremely disappointed.
He had already suppressed his cultivation to fight with these people.
He only used the Devil Body, which meant that he didn't use the power of the Heavenly Calamity. He just wanted to find someone to practice his skills on.
If it wasn't because of this, he could easily defeat these opponents.
However, even though he had suppressed his cultivation, it was still difficult for him to meet a worthy opponent. What did this mean?
Those who were truly capable were still hiding in the dark and observing, waiting for the cannon fodder to attack first!
"I have to provoke them again …"
Fang Xing thought to himself. On the third day, after he defeated Zhu Xiu, he left a message.
"There's no one in the Pure Land?"
These words provoked the anger of countless cultivators in the Pure Land. Some outstanding figures came out from their seclusion and wanted to rush to the Fourth City where Fang Xing was. They wanted to fight with him. Moreover, many people were discussing and discussing who they should invite in order to subdue this demon. Even if they didn't need to invite some of the older existences, the number of people in the Pure Land who had the ability to capture him was not small.
"It's a pity that Shao-situ of the Fu Yao Palace is cultivating in seclusion in a mysterious place. Otherwise, she would definitely be able to kill this devil!"
"Even if Shao-situ doesn't exist, the master of the Bi An Temple should be able to suppress him with a wave of his hand, right?"
"I heard that a white-robed female deity is cultivating on the Heavenly Lake. Why don't we invite her?"
In the midst of the discussion, everyone was coming up with their own ideas. Unfortunately, it was difficult to come to a conclusion as they were only guesses. Finally, on the third night, a piece of news came, which made Zhu Xiu of the Pure Land extremely excited. They invited each other and rushed to the Fourth City. The reason was that a mysterious Legendary-level expert was finally coming to kill Fang Xing.
"The Young Martial God who is cultivating in the East Region Primordial Battlefield has heard about this and has rushed here!"
"Young Martial God? Could it be that … "
"That's right, the second of the Seven Devils of Tianyuan, the most powerful cultivator in the world … He's here!"
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