Great Lord of Calamity’s Reincarnation Chapter 203: Taoist Temple
Beside Zhengyang Fucheng, there is a Tongxuan Mountain.
This mountain was originally unknown, but because there is a Tongxuan view on the mountain, it is quite effective, so the mountain is not high, and the name of the immortal is called Tongxuan Mountain.
It was still early in the morning, it was raining all night, the steps were wet, and water drops on the blades of grass by the road.
Fang Xian step by step, slowly walking up.
At the same time, he is also looking at Attribute Column:
[Name: Fang Xian]
[Occupation: Alchemist (Level-1)]
[Alchemy: Daluo Cave Mysterious View (Level 3), Gang Sha Nine Changes (First Change)]
【Daoshu:? ? ? , martial arts:? ? ? , Weird:? ? ? 】
【samsara: Recharging】
……
has increased again in the next row of robbery data.
"Rescued Chun Yuyun last night, why did it add a wave of robbery to me? No, if I am not there, then Ning Boshang must be hacked to death by a knife, maybe he gave it? This person is not dead, Will there be another robbery in the future?"
"This kind of initiative to cultivate the children of the catastrophe, waiting for the opportunity to harvest, seems to be a shortcut to Alchemist cultivate... but I obviously did not want to do this..."
The end of the steps is a great Taoist temple.
There is a huge incense burner on the square, and behind it is a temple dedicated to ancestors and gods. There are at least two hundred rooms on both sides.
At this time, several Daotongs were holding a broom and other things and started cleaning.
"Big is big enough, I just don't know if there is anything I want."
Fang Xian groaned, and stood before the Taoist temple.
"This good faith, but to come to incense? At this time Taoist temple has not opened the door..."
asked a Daotong.
"Finally, I came here for something else and requested to see the abbot."
Abbots, who preside over affairs, are not unique to Fanmen.
In the Taoist view, the self-abbots are as follows, including Gao Gong, Hall Lord, Hall Master, Zhike, Xun Zhao, Xun Liao, Supervisor, Secretary, Dian Zhu, and Deacon, etc.
Come down, it is the ordinary Taoist disciple, these boys are just the bottom.
"Are we abbots you can see?"
At this time, a Daoist next to him came with some alcohol on his body, and it seemed that the hangover had just woke up, with some waking breath.
He saw the Fang Xian in a cloth shirt, which was very rude. At first glance, he was not a noble and noble, and he took a few shots as if he was catching a fly: "It’s not the time to want to beg for fasting." Hurry and walk."
Click!
The voice of the Daoist was caught by Fang Xian, and it broke off directly.
Immediately, and tossed it lightly, I threw the Daoist into the incense burner. Fortunately, there was no cigarette in it at this time. Daoist did not die for a while, but the fracture of the limbs was positive.
"Then this matter is too big? Don't you want to call someone?"
Fang Xian said to the frightened Daotong, watching the other party run away into the view, making a noise like a crying wolf, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised.
He thinks clearly, demon has demon practice.
When being a monster, you should do whatever you want.
And, since this period of time, it seems to have been clarified.
‘In this world, there is only one way, really... lonely! ’
Fang Xian stood with his hand down, saw two rows of martial arts Daoist fish coming out, holding long sword sticks and other soldier blades, and surrounded himself in groups.
Another old man came out, his eyes were as warm as jade, and he looked at Fang Xian: "Who is your lord, why should I be embarrassed to communicate with me?"
"Who are you?" Fang Xian asked.
"Poor Daotongzi, is the subjective abbot, don't you know the poor Dao?" Tongzizi's expression is very strange.
Tong Xuan Guan is located near the Fucheng City, with good security and no trouble from robbers. He is also good with the dignitaries and nobles.
I heard before that I should be a well-known martial arts circle middleman, and I came to provoke-although this kind of thing is not much, but every few years, I can always meet one or two, raising so many martial arts Daoist , Is to prevent this.
But now, this person hasn’t even heard of his name, could he guess wrong?
"I have nothing to ask, I just want to take a look at all the classics of Tong Xuan Guan, there are still some questions, I hope you can answer the truth..." Fang Xian leisurely said his goal, and almost exploded his lungs.
"Crazy...Crazy! Get me this madman!"
Tonghezi is also a famous master in martial arts circle. A martial arts is unfathomable, but at this time, he did not do it himself, but was ready to watch the number of martial arts channels of Fang Xian.
But the next moment, he widened his eyes in surprise.
I saw a silhouette in the field, two fists dancing like an iron pestle, smashing each martial arts Daoist.
Anyone who hit him with a punch fell to the ground and could not afford to scream.
has no one-punch enemy!
‘This martial arts...the world is invincible! ’
Fang Xian knocked down the last person and looked at Tong Hezi: "The classics...Is it borrowed or not?"
Tongzizi step back a few steps and enter the main hall: "Why should the priest be aggressive?"
"All things in the world, get what you want!"
Fang Xian comes in big strides.
At this moment, he seems to have returned to the world of Martial Way, and became the White Tiger Immortal Monarch who fought the whole world.
In the main hall, there is silence.
On the huge divine platform, an unknown **** is enshrined, and on both sides is the fierce **** Protector.
For the origins of this world, Fang Xian is not clear at all, and naturally cannot be recognized.
But after stepping in here, he moved his heart and felt an unusual breath.
Daluodong’s mysterious view was running, and no fatal danger was found, so he went with it.
"Please ask my uncle Shi to help me!"
At this time, within the temple, I don’t know when there are more old ways to be on the road, holding magical instruments, dancing in limbs, it seems to be performing some kind of mysterious prayer ceremony.
"Thirty-seven generations of disciple, please help our ancestors to suppress them!"
Tong Zhezi has long seen that Fang Xian martial arts is invincible. At this time, the proverb is a sword, reciting the tactics, and pointing towards Fang Xian.
Fang Xian suddenly felt a vigorous force, coming like a row of mountains and oceans, acting on himself, causing him to explode with bones and torn clothes.
"The power of incense? The power of Shinto? It's kind of interesting..."
He secretly said: "This world is not completely demon? Just...too weak! Too weak!"
Thinking of this, Fang Xian's back was straight, staring at the statue.
Click!
on him, the clothes turned into butterflies, fluttering flakes.
"Poof!"
Tonghezi and a few old people are like being hammered~IndoMTL.com~ spit out a hard work.
This Taoist priest's spell requires the right place and the cooperation of people, and its power is not too big. It is not an opponent of Fang Xian at this time.
Tonghezi, who fell to the ground, looked up, but was stunned, and could not help rubbing his eyes.
What did he see?
A white ape? Human standing white ape?
"You are... demon? Impossible... how can there be monsters in this era?" He murmured, his face unbelievable.
"It seems that you know something, very good, this time it is not the wrong place."
Fang Xian nodded with satisfaction.
"Talking... Really a demon!"
The eyes of several old Taoists suddenly became fierce. That was the excitement of seeing ‘Big Avenue’.