"The Dao Formula that Uncle Gen asked you to find is these three tortoiseshells?"
At this time, in the Demon Sovereign Pavilion, Fang Xing and the famous Little Five Ancestors of the Demon Lands were far away from the center of the Demon Sovereign Pavilion on a barren mountain in the west. Following the clues that Uncle Gen had given to Wu Sang 'er, they found a desolate mountain range. At the end of the mountain range, there was a huge statue of a black-shelled divine tortoise standing tall. Wu Sang' er knelt on the praying mat in front of the tortoise statue and prayed to the ancient mantra that Uncle Gen had taught her. Then, a strange black disc appeared in front of the praying mat.
The disk was filled with runes, divided into Heavenly Stems, Earthly Branches, and other trigrams. It looked chaotic, but it was also a combination of Yin and Yang. It was mysterious and unpredictable, giving people a headache. Wu Sang 'er frowned and remained silent. Her slender fingers moved quickly and methodically through the trigrams on the disk. She only raised her head after the time it took for an incense stick to burn.
"Pa …"
As if she had completed some mysterious test, the statue of the black-shelled divine tortoise above her head opened its mouth and spat out three pieces of black stone that trembled in front of her. Looking closely, they were actually three pieces of tortoiseshells.
Wu Sang 'er's breathing quickened. Her hands trembled as she held the tortoiseshells and bowed again.
"Uncle Gen taught me the Art of All Beings. This is an extreme deduction to understand the mysteries of the heavens. The great art must be hidden in this tortoiseshells. Actually, it is strange. This tortoiseshells look ordinary, but I feel … I can't understand them. Maybe I need a long time to understand the secrets of this tortoiseshells. But I believe that I have found the right place. This is the Dao Formula that Uncle Gen mentioned!"
Wu Sang 'er put away the tortoiseshells and frowned slightly. Her expression was serious.
"Jin Liuzi's Art of Longevity is an Armored Ancient Corpse, while Hua Lanzi's Art of Longevity is three tortoiseshells …"
Fang Xing frowned and patted his shoulder with his huge black sword. "Old Deaf didn't trick us, did he?"
The Great Golden Crow said, "That Armored Ancient Corpse is very powerful. Uncle Gen didn't lie to us. What did you learn?"
When they were at Mount Fu Sang, the three of them cultivated with Uncle Gen for a month. Uncle Gen said that he had cultivated a scroll of the Three Lives Dao Art. He split it into three parts and imparted it to the three of them. Each of them had a dao art. However, what they received back at Mount Fu Sang was only the three basic scrolls of the dao art. After that, Uncle Gen gave them some clues to enter the Demon Thearch Pavilion.
Uncle Gen said that the three Dao Formula he taught them were only the first part. The essence of the Dao Formula was hidden in the Demon Emperor Pavilion. If the three of them wanted to cultivate the Dao Formula to the Great Success Stage, they needed to find the three Dao Formulas and obtain the mysteries of cultivation.
After entering the Demon Emperor Pavilion, although Fang Xing and the Five Ancestor Alliance looted all the fortunes and plunder everywhere, they did not forget Uncle Gen's instructions. The path they took was also planned according to the three Dao Formulas. Finally, on the third day, they found an Armored Ancient Corpse in a ruined cave abode. To others, the ancient corpse only had an immortal body. However, after the Great Golden Crow saw it, he sensed it and determined that the ancient corpse was the Art of Longevity of the Three Lives Dao Formula he was looking for.
After obtaining the ancient corpse, they went from the extreme west of the Demon Emperor Pavilion to the north. Finally, they arrived at the burial place of the Demon Turtle. Wu Sang 'er followed the method taught by Uncle Gen, bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, and carefully pushed the three turtle shells.
The Great Golden Crow and Fang Xing did not think that there was anything special about the three turtle shells, but Wu Sang 'er determined that the three turtle shells were the mysterious "Art of All Beings" that Uncle Gen taught her. Now that she thought about it, she had already obtained two of the Three Lives Dao Formula.
"Little Fang, you already have the Art of Longevity and the Art of All Beings. Where are the clues to your Dao Formula?"
The Great Golden Crow and Wu Sang 'er both looked at Fang Xing.
Their main purpose for entering the Demon Emperor Pavilion was to obtain these three Dao Formulas. Now, only Fang Xing's Dao Formula was left.
"To be honest, I always felt that the old man was lying to me …"
Hearing the question, Fang Xing scratched his head and let out a long sigh, but did not explain anything.
While they were talking, a golden light flew over from afar. It was Little Peng King Ling Tian carrying Wu Yidian as he flew over. When he got close, he threw Wu Yidian on the ground and reprimanded him hatefully, "You useless bastard. You scared me so much that I almost peed my pants. I, Little Peng King, have never done anything with a coward like you in my life. I've lost all my face …"
Wu Yidian, however, was a little aggrieved and said, "I am clearly stronger than us …"
Little Peng King was speechless and kicked him again. Wu Yidian, however, lowered his head and did not say anything. He was just like a girl.
"Alright, don't hit him anymore. Sigh, I asked you to gather information. How is it going?"
Wu Sang 'er could only come out to mediate the conflict. At the same time, she asked Little Peng King.
It would have been better if Little Peng King didn't mention it. Wu Yidian immediately showed a bitter face and said, "We are in big trouble now …"
Little Peng King immediately glared at Wu Yidian, who was scared and did not dare to speak anymore. Little Peng King then said, "It is indeed a bit serious. We went to inquire about it just now, but there were a few fellows who refused to say anything. Only after I killed two of them did they tell the truth. According to them, our reputation has really spread. The matter of robbing people everywhere has already aroused public anger. Many powerful characters have already decided to come out and deal with us. But this is still nothing. More importantly … there is a matter that is spreading in the Demon Emperor Pavilion!"
Speaking up to here, he was a little hesitant and frowned at Fang Xing.
Fang Xing glanced at him strangely and said, "If you have something to fart, hurry up and say it. I am handsome, but you don't need to look at me like that, right?"
Little Peng King was a little speechless. After a while, he said, "In the Demon Emperor Pavilion, there is a rumor about your true identity … They said that you are the one who caused a huge disturbance in the Nan Zhan Mystic Region four years ago … the number one little devil in Nan Zhan … Fang Xing!"
Speaking up to here, his brows were tightly knitted and there seemed to be some excitement in his eyes.
Hearing this, Fang Xing acted as if nothing had happened. He rolled his eyes and said, "I am Fang Xing, so what?"
He didn't really care. According to the original plan, he didn't intend to continue hiding his identity. It was fine even if that group of people guessed it in advance. He didn't understand the meaning of Little Peng King's gaze and casually agreed. But he didn't expect that after he admitted it, Little Peng King became excited. His eyes lit up and he said, "You are really Fang Xing? So you are Fang Xing, haha … "
Fang Xing was startled. He picked up Wu Yidian and asked, "Your insanity is contagious?"
Before he finished speaking, Little Peng King excitedly took two steps forward and said happily, "Do you know? I have heard about you since four years ago. You fought against the Huangfu Clan alone in the Mystic Region and snatched away a third of Nan Zhan's fortune in the Mystic Region. Later on, you beheaded Huangfu Daozi and left with his head. Then, you killed ten Gold Core Realm cultivators of the Huangfu Clan and almost killed a generation of experts of the Huangfu Clan. You even forced a few old fellows of the Huangfu Clan to come out to oversee the clan. This matter is simply a legend in our Demon Land. When I heard about you that year, I felt that you were a character. I swore that if I met you in the future, I would definitely drink a jar of wine with you first, then … "
Speaking up to here, he didn't continue and smiled embarrassedly.
Fang Xing felt somewhat uncomfortable under his worshipful gaze and casually said, "Then what?"
Little Peng King refused to say. It turned out that he swore that he would definitely drink a jar of wine with that little demon Nan Zhan and then have a great battle to see if he was really as exaggerated as the rumors said. However, it was not easy to say this now. After all, he had already suffered a great loss in the hands of Fang Xing outside the Fusang Mountain. In terms of strength, he was truly convinced of his defeat.
Wu Sang 'er understood Little Peng King's crazy look. In fact, when she first heard about Fang Xing from Jin Liuzi, she was also a little surprised. However, after all, her social circle was much lower than Little Peng King's, so in her impression, she only thought that Fang Xing was a person who could cause trouble and did not really worship him. However, Little Peng King was different. He knew very well how powerful the Huangfu family was. He hated this ancient family that had once played a great role in Nan Zhan's pursuit of the demons and killed countless demon experts and extracted their souls to form a lake.
Until now, after three thousand years of prosperity, the demon race had recovered a lot of strength, but they still did not dare to officially take revenge on the Huangfu family that could almost be called the public enemy of the demon race. One reason was because they were worried that the Divine Prefecture would intervene in this matter, and the other was because they were afraid of the unfathomable power of the Huangfu family. Little Peng King was only a junior at the Foundation Establishment stage at that time, and his realm was not as high as the current Wu Yidian, but he had done something that the current Heaven's Favorites of the demon race did not even dare to think about. How could this not make the proud Little Peng King admire him?
Of course, there were rumors after the incident that the Spiritual Mountain Temple, another major force of Nan Zhan, had protected the little demon when he caused a great disaster and stopped the Yuanying experts of the Huangfu family for him. Therefore, it was also speculated that the little demon was actually a successor that the Spiritual Mountain Temple had secretly cultivated. However, even if this was true, the little demon dared to stand at the heart of the struggle, so he should not be underestimated.
"Let's not talk about these nice things first. Let's think about how to solve the disaster later …"
At this time, Wu Yidian spoke with a face full of worry. His face was as bitter as a gourd, and he sounded like he was about to cry.
"Disaster?"
The Great Golden Crow and the others all looked at Wu Yidian.
Wu Yidian was about to cry and shouted, "It's over, we have incurred public anger, the Nine Sons are coming to kill the demon …"
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