He didn't expect to extort so many secret techniques from Huangfu Daozi's head. Among them, there was even the Art of Annihilation that the Huangfu family used to suppress Nan Zhan. Fang Xing had heard about this technique from Bai Qianzhang. It was really mysterious and had reached the realm of immortal techniques. Bai Qianzhang had a deep understanding of this technique. He had told Fang Xing in detail about this technique and asked him to pay attention to it in the future.
Of course, what Fang Xing didn't know was that Bai Qianzhang had used this technique to conceal his identity in the Blue Cloud Sect. It was only later because of the arrival of Xuan Si 'niang that his identity was seen through.
This Art of Annihilation was the most secretive technique in Huangfu Daozi's head. Even cultivators at the peak of the Gold Core Realm couldn't forcefully pry into the secret of this technique. Fang Xing couldn't either. However, due to coincidence, Huangfu Daozi's head fell into Fang Xing's hands. It was worse than death. In order to linger at death's door, he obediently told Fang Xing the cultivation method of this Art of Annihilation in detail.
Of course, Huangfu Daozi also had his own intentions. Cultivating the Art of Annihilation would attract resentful spirits and temper the soul. The Yuanying ancestor of the Huangfu family was likely to sense it and come to rescue him. He deliberately said it because he wanted to fight for a chance of survival. Of course, what he didn't know was that the Yuanying ancestor of the Huangfu family had already made a move. It was just that he was stopped by someone.
After Fang Xing obtained this technique, he carefully studied it. He really felt that it was mysterious and unpredictable. There was even a technique to form a Gold Core in it, which was just right for him. However, he always thought the worst of people, so he kept an eye on it and didn't cultivate it immediately. Anyway, at present, he had enough cultivation techniques. The most important thing was to find resources for cultivation.
Another point was that Fang Xing had been thinking about whether he had any hope of finding a way to complete the Samadhi True Fire.
He already had a mid-rank purple dao foundation. If he advanced a step further, he would be able to form a high-rank purple dao foundation. It could be said that he had reached a perfect state in the Foundation Establishment Realm. With this dao foundation, he would be able to form a Gold Core Realm.
However, it was easy to imagine that the True Samadhi Flame was known as an Immortal Flame. The only way to complete this flame was to find it in the Xuan Domain. Now that the Xuan Domain had been plundered clean, every sect and sect was protecting their treasures. He did not know who had it. If he were to search them one by one and rob them one by one, who knew when he would be able to find it?
In this kind of situation, he could only take it one step at a time. He would first hone his combat skills and improve his ability to fight with others.
On this day, he was very bored. He was eating iced grapes and drinking hundred-year-old wine. He was using Huangfu Daozi's head to fish for sea turtles. He was not careful, but a large sea turtle moved too quickly and swallowed Huangfu Daozi whole. Huangfu Daozi was scared out of his wits, and a weak divine sense came from the sea turtle's stomach. It kept shouting, "Save me … Save me …"
"Oh my god, this sea turtle is really fast …"
Helpless, Fang Xing grabbed the sea turtle that was about to swallow Huangfu Daozi up from the air. Then, he squatted on the deck and used all his strength to pull out Huangfu Daozi's mouth. He was sweating profusely from exhaustion, but he finally managed to pull Huangfu Daozi out.
"How troublesome. Why didn't you tell me the secret of this thing in your head earlier so that I could kill you?"
Fang Xing was indignant. He pointed at Huangfu Daozi's nose and scolded him.
Huangfu Daozi wanted to cry, but no tears came out. Compared to the suffering that Iron Like Madness had gone through, he truly felt that he could neither live nor die. During this period of time, he had solemnly sworn to Fang Xing that there was indeed a rare treasure in his head. It was personally bestowed by the clan's Yuanying Ancestor when he was appointed as the Daozi. It could protect his soul from being destroyed.
Originally, this was a way to protect him. As long as his soul was not destroyed, there was hope for him to survive no matter how serious his injuries were. It could even be said that when he cultivated some cultivation techniques that could easily damage his soul, this rare treasure could guarantee that he would not go berserk. However, the Huangfu Clan probably never expected that there would be a fierce bandit like Fang Xing, who would kill someone and still want to leave with their head …
This caused the rare treasure and Huangfu Daozi's head to fall into Fang Xing's hands, and it caused a huge commotion.
On the other hand, Huangfu Daozi had told Fang Xing that if he were to forcefully take the treasure, then he would sever his own Divine Perception, causing the treasure to tear through the sky and fly away. Huangfu Daozi would lose his life, yet Huangfu Daozi wouldn't be able to obtain this rare treasure. It was precisely because of this that Fang Xing was helpless and didn't forcefully break open Huangfu Daozi's head to take the treasure.
After he lectured Huangfu Daozi, Fang Xing turned around and was about to sit on the lounge chair when he suddenly exclaimed in surprise, and then his figure stiffened.
He didn't know when, but he saw a girl in a pink dress sitting on his comfortable chair. She looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. Her hair was loose, and she looked very pretty. Her legs were bare and crossed together. She didn't wear shoes, and her feet were kicking as she sat on his rattan chair. She was eating his iced grapes and drinking his century-old wine. She looked even more arrogant than him …
"Who are you?"
Fang Xing was stunned for a moment, and he almost slapped the young girl.
The reason he didn't slap her was because this young girl's arrival was simply too strange, and he actually didn't notice her even with the strength of his Divine Sense.
The young girl didn't raise her head to look at Fang Xing, and she picked from the agate plate for a long time before choosing the largest one and stuffing it into her small mouth. She ate it extremely seriously and was extremely infatuated with it, and only after she finished eating the flesh of the fruit did she turn around and puff up her cheeks before spitting out the grape's seed and skin into the sea. After that, she closed her eyes to savor the taste for a moment before slowly stretching out a hand towards Fang Xing.
"Give me back my lotus seed!"
"Hmm? What lotus seed? "
Fang Xing instantly became vigilant. As a bandit, he was innately sensitive towards people who spoke in a creditor's tone.
The young girl took another sip of the century-old wine and pouted her small mouth. She seemed to think that the taste was not bad, so she took another big gulp and smiled with great satisfaction. Only then did she roll her eyes towards Fang Xing and said, "My lotus seed, you took it away from me!"
Fang Xing didn't say anything and tilted his head to size up the young girl. He felt that her aura seemed a little familiar, but no matter how he looked at her, he couldn't remember where he had seen her before, let alone any memories related to the lotus seed. In his heart, he was sure that this young girl was here to cause trouble. Perhaps she was some creature in the sea that had become a spirit and ran onto the ship to confuse him.
If that was the case, then he would have to sleep with her first before steaming her …
He had already secretly activated the Yin Yang Fiendgod Mirror, but he still wanted to see her cultivation.
As it turned out, the young girl's cultivation was only in the late stage of Foundation Establishment. Since she wasn't a Jindan, then he wasn't afraid. With his own ability, he wouldn't necessarily lose to someone in the late stage of Foundation Establishment. His temper rose again. He chuckled and sat on the armrest of the rattan chair. He raised his hand to lift the young girl's chin and said with a smirk, "Come, tell me, what lotus …"
His action was really beyond the young girl's expectations. Her chin that was chewing on a grape immediately stiffened, and her eyes revealed an expression of disbelief. After a full three breaths of time, her small face turned slightly red. Light flashed around her body, and an indescribably huge force was immediately emitted. Fang Xing let out a strange cry and flew dozens of feet away, falling head first into the sea.
"What's going on? What's going on?"
This strange cry alarmed the boatman and the Great Golden Crow who was studying the jade coffin in the cabin. They all ran to the deck to take a look. After seeing the young girl in pink, they were immediately stunned and didn't go forward. The boatman and the servant girls, on the other hand, were stunned by the young girl's delicate beauty. They subconsciously felt ashamed of their inferiority and didn't dare to go forward. The Great Golden Crow, on the other hand, was very vigilant and had a bad premonition.
As for Fang Xing, who had been sent flying into the sea, he didn't say anything. He didn't float up, but plunged into the bottom of the sea and quickly swam away. He wasn't stupid. After being sent flying, he immediately knew that he had kicked an iron plate. If it wasn't because of his Yin Yang Fiendgod Mirror, then this young girl must have hidden her cultivation. How the f * ck is this the ability of a Foundation Establishment cultivator?
To be able to send him flying, she must be at least a Jindan!
No, I have to escape quickly …
Sinking to the bottom of the sea, his figure was as nimble as a fish. In an instant, he dashed hundreds of feet away, and he didn't even look back.
The young girl, on the other hand, seemed to have seen through the surface of the sea and discovered the secret of his escape. She seemed to find it extremely amusing. She giggled and crooked her finger. The Immortal Binding Rope that was thrown on the deck and used to tie Huangfu Daozi's head to catch the turtle flew into her hand. Then, she shook it lightly, and the Immortal Binding Rope instantly flew out like a meteor hammer.
The Immortal Binding Rope was activated to its limit. Originally, it could only cover a distance of about three hundred feet, but unexpectedly, it was surprisingly useful in her hands. In an instant, it covered a distance of three hundred feet, and then went straight to the bottom of the sea. After three breaths of time, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She gently lifted the Immortal Binding Rope, and the squeaking Fang Xing was hooked up like a turtle by her.
Then, the young girl swung the Immortal Binding Rope, and the rope actually turned to the back of the cabin. On the other side, the Great Golden Crow saw that something was wrong. It was carrying its jade coffin on its back, and was planning to sneak away like a thief. However, it didn't expect the rope to fly over and tie it up with Fang Xing. Then, it easily pulled them back and threw them on the deck like two dead dogs. They were in a sorry state and were extremely shocked.
"I give up, I give up …"
Fang Xing and the Golden Crow shouted at the same time, begging for mercy without any sense of shame.
The young girl smiled and loosened the Immortal Binding Rope in her hand. Then, she picked up a grape and sent it into her mouth with a smile.
With a rumble, Fang Xing and the Golden Crow suddenly closed in on her at the same time, and each of them executed a killing move.
The young girl was a little speechless. They actually attacked directly in front of her. She could only frown again, and the light around her flashed again. With two bangs, the Golden Crow and Fang Xing were thrown out at the same time, and fell into the sea like two cannonballs …
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