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Chapter 43

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Fang Xing didn't get up immediately but continued to sit cross-legged to familiarize himself with the huge amount of spiritual energy in his body.

After the Withered Python Toad's monster core was refined by the [Supreme Spirit Transformation Scripture], the essence produced was like a well. Fang Xing felt like he was in a huge gold mine, frantically panning for gold. Using the spiritual energy extracted from the essence, not only did he break through the bottleneck of the third layer of spirit formation, it also caused the spiritual energy in his body to explode and flow through his meridians like a raging river.

Usually, he could only feel a trace of spiritual energy from the spirit stones, but at this moment, he felt that it was incomparably abundant.

After another half an hour or so, he opened his eyes happily.

Success! A risk in exchange for a sudden change from the peak of the second layer of spirit formation to the middle of the third layer of spirit formation.

In between, there was still a breakthrough to the third layer of spirit formation!

One must know that every time a cultivator breaks through a bottleneck, they would break through their own limits. This was the most difficult hurdle in the path of cultivation. It could be said that every breakthrough was equivalent to a cleansing of one's muscles and marrow, a rebirth of one's mortal body.

"Damn, there's this thing again, it stinks … …"

Fang Xing smelled the stench on his body and immediately frowned. Without thinking about other problems, he hurriedly found a clean pool nearby. After checking it with the Yin and Yang Fiendgod mirror and confirming that there were no strange monsters like the Fine-Tooth Fish in it, he jumped in and rubbed himself three times in a row. At this time, he was considered experienced and was not as flustered as last time.

He understood in his heart that this was his body expelling some of the accumulated toxins and impurities in the past, which was equivalent to cleansing his body.

"En? The sun is about to set. Could it be that my cultivation actually lasted for a day and a night? "

In the pool, only then did Fang Xing notice that it was already sunset.

Thinking about it, the rank four monster core of the Withered Python Toad had exceeded his limit by too much. Therefore, even if he used the [Supreme Spirit Transformation Scripture] to refine it, he could only do it step by step. After completely refining it, a full 24 hours had passed!

Of course, the benefits were also very obvious. If not for the core of the Withered Python Toad, if Fang Xing wanted to break through from the peak of the second layer to the middle of the third layer, he would need at least one to two years of time. And this was under the condition that he had sufficient resources. Now, one night was equivalent to two years of hard work. No matter what, this transaction was a big profit!

"With the [Supreme Spirit Transformation Scripture], as long as I have a large amount of monster cores to consume, I can use the method endlessly. This method is like opening another door for me. It's like other people are making money while I'm guarding a treasure cave and moving money out directly. This method is naturally much faster than others … …"

Fang Xing slowly thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more complacent he became, and he couldn't help but burst into laughter. His gaze was slightly cold, and a bright light shot out from it.

… …

"Blue Cloud Sect, I'm finally back. I've finally escaped with my life … …"

Ten days later, at the quiet and secluded entrance of the Blue Cloud Sect, a miserable little beggar suddenly appeared. His clothes were tattered and his face was covered with mud. On his back, he was carrying a beast leg that looked even bigger than him. It was unknown what kind of beast it was, but his appearance was very miserable. When he arrived at the mountain gate, he did not wait for the disciple guarding the gate to drive him away. "Ow", he began to cry.

A few disciples hurriedly came up to ask what was going on. The little beggar took out a small wooden plate and cried, "I'm an outer disciple, Fang Xing. Half a month ago, I received an edict with senior brother Hou Qing and the others to go to the Demon Miasma Mountain to kill the monster Withered Python Toad. The result … … was miserable. All the senior brothers died and I was the only one left. I escaped from the Demon Miasma Mountain and finally came back alive … …"

This little beggar was, of course, Fang Xing. After staying at the Demon Miasma Mountain for a few days, he finally embarked on his return journey.

However, he was careful. In order to fool people, he deliberately pretended to be miserable.

"Senior brother Hou is dead?"

These disciples were all outer disciples. They had also heard of Hou Qing's name. They were immediately shocked.

They immediately sent one person into the mountain to report to the Great Elder of the Talisman Hall. The others helped Fang Xing in. One of them frowned at the monster toad leg on his back and wanted to throw it away. However, Fang Xing refused and shouted, "Don't touch my leg. I've been eating this thing on the way back … … This is the proof that we have killed the monster. No one is allowed to touch it … …"

The disciples did not know whether to laugh or cry. They could only let him be.

However, when they saw Fang Xing's miserable state, their hearts started to beat like drums.

They were all outer disciples. If they wanted to enter the inner sect, unless their families were willing to spend a huge amount of money to buy a Dan for them to break through, they would have to go to the Talisman Hall sooner or later. When they saw Fang Xing's miserable state, they couldn't help but feel afraid.

"Where are the disciples that went out to kill the monster?"

Not long after, a green-robed old man rushed over on his sword. Fang Xing glanced at him from afar. He was a spirit formation seventh layer.

"All dead … …"

When the old man arrived in front of Fang Xing, he suddenly let out a long cry, scaring the old man.

"Who's dead?"

The old man did not need anyone to answer to know who it was. The toad leg was still on Fang Xing's back.

"Other than me, Senior brother Hou Qing, Senior brother Liu San, Senior brother Qian Tong, Senior brother Zhao Zhi … … they're all dead … …"

Fang Xing seemed to be crying very sadly. He seemed to be very frightened as if he was frightened.

"You come with me!"

The green-robed elder's face turned serious. He lifted Fang Xing and flew towards one of the mountain peaks in the Dao Gate.

Four disciples died from the lowest grade Beheading Monster Talisman. This was not a small matter.

In the past, when the Dao Gate issued the Talisman Hall, the inner and outer disciples, and even the Successor Disciples, there were records of them dying outside. However, the simplest Beheading Monster Talisman was actually in such a miserable state. This was really rare.

When they arrived, the green-robed elder brought Fang Xing to a large hall on Hidden Cloud Peak. This hall was the Talisman Hall, but he did not enter it. Instead, he led him to a small building next to it. When they arrived at a small hall, he let Fang Xing sit on a praying mat and lit a Message Talisman to inform the other two Acting Elders of the Talisman Hall to come to this small building.

Fang Xing curiously looked around and saw that this small building was like a study. Although it was called a small building, the interior was actually very spacious. There were two large rows of sandalwood shelves on both sides of the building, on top of which were placed many jade tablets. In the middle, there were three antique armchairs. The green-robed elder sat on the armchair on the far left and waited for the other two Acting Elders to arrive.

And in front of the armchair, there were seven or eight praying mats. Fang Xing sat on the praying mat in the middle.

This should be the place where the Acting Elders of the Talisman Hall discuss matters. Fang Xing waited patiently, thinking about what to say later.

Not long after, the other two Acting Elders arrived. They were both Spirit Formation Eighth Layer and looked very old.

Fang Xing knew that they were the inner disciples of the Blue Cloud Sect. When they reached a certain age, they became Acting Elders.

These Acting Elders were assigned to the various halls of the Blue Cloud Sect to manage matters. They were the Acting Elders with the lowest status in the Dao Sect.

Those like them that had stayed behind were only a small portion. Most of them had returned to the mortal world after they had no hope of advancing in their cultivation, and they established great clans and families and propagated their bloodlines with the hope that there would be extraordinary geniuses amongst their descendants.

"Junior, what is your name?"

After the three elders sat down, they stared at Fang Xing with a serious look in their eyes.

Fang Xing answered honestly, "Disciple Fang Xing, greets the three Acting Elders …"

The green-robed Acting Elder nodded and said, "Tell me in detail about the process of slaying the demon …"

"Yes, disciple obeys …"

Fang Xing's face was bitter as if he had remembered something sad, but he still told the story that he had made up along the way, "Senior Hou Qing brought the four of us to the Demon Miasma Mountain to slay the demon. Originally, they had a set of specific plans, but seeing that disciple was young, they did not tell me in detail. They probably planned to set up a trap and then use bait to lure the Demon Toad …"

The three elders looked at each other and revealed a look of understanding in their hearts.

They were all experienced people. Once they heard what Fang Xing said, they somewhat guessed the intentions of Hou Qing and the others.

"Did they say what bait it was?" A dignified Acting Elder asked.

"Senior Hou Qing did not say, but Senior Qian Tong smiled and told this disciple. This disciple will know in a while …"

Hearing this, the three Acting Elders looked at each other and smiled coldly, indicating for Fang Xing to continue.

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