Reverend Insanity: Six hundred and sixty-seven: Huawendongtian
Taikoo during the day.
A xiangyun carries Fang Yuan and shoots forward.
Half of Fangyuan's mind and spirit remain in the Supreme Fairy, and half are alert to the outside world.
Before doing it, Fen Yuan could not do it by splitting his mind in half. But recently, he really learned a lot.
There is no shortage of realm and party. The only shortcoming is practice.
Practical refining of maggots made him increase rapidly. The efficiency of refining the seven-turn immortal maggots soared again, and the success rate also skyrocketed. Therefore, the consumption of immortals was much less than before.
The refining of Xianxian has always been a big pit, but in addition to refining Xuanyuan, Fangyuan itself has collected many natural resources during the daytime in Taikoo.
He sold part of it to Baohuang Tian, and bought what he needed. In addition to refining coriander, there are many surpluses used to run Xianqiao.
The business of Baohuang Tianzhong is extremely hot and the ditch is shaking. As a result, there is an urgent need for trading in the Five Realms, and the trading of fairy materials on the market is extremely popular.
Of course, the hottest thing is still the Cosmic Immortals.
Tianyuan always unswervingly suppresses Fang Yuan. Any cosmic Tao can be acquired at a high price, and it has never exhausted the imagination, showing the majestic background of the extreme horror of Tianting!
If Tianting knows that Fang Yuan has obtained a true biography of Red Lotus and has a lot of cosmic immortals, what would he think?
"There are also two six-turn centipedes, and the rest have been upgraded to seven revolutions. Huh?"
Fang Yuan suddenly trembled.
Xiangyun's speed doubled again, and the laser shot away. After a while, Fang Yuan saw the killer again.
I saw the heavenly killing in the shape of a linghe, and at this moment was continually swirling around in a flat air.
"I found a fairy tale." Fang Yuan was overjoyed.
With the continuous investigation of Tianxiang killing moves, the scenes in this fairy-kill cave day are constantly introduced to Fang Yuan's heart.
"It turns out that Dongtian is called Huawen Dongtian ... It's actually an eight-turn-channel channel fairy ......... Oh? This Dongtian has a very large population and also has a very unique custom of practice!"
Fang Yuan couldn't help showing his novelty.
The population of Huawendong Heaven is more than that of Mao Min in Langya Blessing Land. According to preliminary estimates, there will be a lot of Xixian.
This cave sky is dominated by channel traces. The cave sky environment is naturally more favorable for channel resources. Therefore, the teachers and teachers are basically specialized in channel, manipulating channel worms.
Huawen Dongtian has been isolated from the world for many years, but because of the annexation of the fragments of nine days of Taikoo, the heavenly spirit here has always been muddled.
However, the magic tricks of Xiandao performed by Dongtian's original owner are still effective. This name is called Ji Wencai. It seems that as long as Dongtian has existed, it will always be effective, and the effect is very unique.
Any pure human race can get this cavernous perception and reward as long as they create and recite outstanding articles with unlimited subject matter. Ordinary people recite good poems, and they can attract hopes from thousands of miles away to enlighten them. Yan Shi created wonderful words, you can get maggots, and even straighten up.
"Although I can't annex this cave, it's a pity, but there are a lot of shocking poems in my heart.
Fang Yuan laughed, and then instilled Xianyuan into the sky to kill.
Heavenly killing tricks slowly light up, soaking in Huawendong heaven. Fang Yuan slowly flew into the white light and was about to land in Huawen Cave.
"Courageous! Who is the demon who dares to commit my homeland?" A righteous voice came right away.
Along with that, an old man in the image of a white robe scholar appeared in front of Fang Yuan with a breath of eight turns.
Fang Yuan was still in the white light at the moment, and he could not shoot at will, but the old man did not hesitate, reached out and pushed, and the countless words appeared suddenly, like a torrential rain.
Heavenly killing tricks are not for the purpose of attack. The storm-like text poured down, the white light burst into disintegration, Fang Yuan was in an awkward situation, he couldn't get up and down, and eventually he could only withdraw.
"There is an eight-turn Zhuxian guarding here!" Fang Yuan was somewhat surprised.
According to the normal situation, there are very few examples of eight-turned-bianxian in Xianqiaodongtian, because it is difficult for Dongtian itself to have such resources to support an eight-turned-bianxian.
The Chinese Lingtiantiantian is also ignorant. If you do n’t know how to open Xianqiao, it will be very difficult for them to get out.
Even if the eight-turned magpie has the means to sneak out to collect ancient materials in Taikoo during the day, the risk is high. In the daytime of Taikoo, there are a lot of Taikoo wild beasts and Taikoo wild plants. Various weird and dangerous places also threaten the Eight-turned Bianxian. This is not the back garden of the eight-turned magpie, they need to collect resources here, not only need luck, but also take risks.
"Change to another place and try again." Fang Yuan took a break and infused Bai Lixian Yuan into Tianxiang Killing for the second time.
Tianxiang kills up to nine rounds, and can be connected inside and outside almost any Xianqiaodong sky. The first time was at high altitude, and the second time Fangyuan chose to be deep underground.
However, when he stepped into the white light again and wanted to sneak into Huawen Dongtian, the eight-turned magpie appeared again in time.
"Dare you come here? With your husband, you have no chance!" Ba Zhuanxian said, and immediately shot.
Fang Yuan is in the white light, very helpless, because he can't use any other means.
No way, he had to let Bai Guang be distracted by the opponent, and he retreated outside again.
Fang Yuan's face can't help but gloom.
He thought in his mind: "The difference between the two places before and after is not more than eighteen thousand miles? It's just one side of the sky, but it is still noticed and then blocked in time. What kind of protection is this?"
It is highly likely to be detected.
After all, this Huawen Dongtian is a channel dongtian, and the channel is the genre that is best at detecting, collecting intelligence, and spreading information.
But the other party's eight-turn Zhuanxian can also quickly move to the location and appear in front of Fang Yuan in time. What is this means?
Next, Fang Yuan tried to make a few more attempts. Not only the killing moves of the heavens, but the killing moves of Dingxianyou were also used. They were quickly found and blocked by the other party.
Fang Yuan takes a short time to pass white light, but this period of time is extremely long under the obstruction of Ba Zhuanxian.
At this moment, Fang Yuan fully realized the feeling when Baizu Tianjun attacked Hei Fandong. Obviously, his own strength is higher than his opponent, but it is very difficult to enter Xianqiaodongtian. It is very uncomfortable to be stuck by the enemy.
"Huawen Dongtian, I will come back one day." Fang Yuan chose to retreat.
Anyway, the location of Huawen Dongtian has been investigated by him.
It is a cave that has absorbed the fragments of Archaeological Nine Heavens, and its position cannot be moved anymore.
When Fang Yuan came back with a feather, Long Gong took Feng Jinhuang to the bottom of the East China Sea.
The group of owls roared in the ocean floor, setting off a dark swell and violent waves, but they couldn't help Longgong at all.
Within hundreds of steps around Longgong, there was a calm sea, and Feng Jinhuang stood quietly beside him.
Longgong took Feng Jinhuang to sink slowly. After a while, Feng Jinhuang's eyes suddenly rippled, as if breaking through a layer of invisible film. Then, her pupils narrowed slightly, and she found a majestic palace quietly hovering on the bottom of the sea.
Eight-turned fairy house Dragon Palace!
It exudes orange and gold shimmer, carved beams and painted buildings, and the pavilions are magnificent and magnificent. But around the dragon palace, there is always a large area of dreams.
The dreams are constantly flowing, and they are moving fast. The Dragon Palace is covered by dreams, tempting visitors.
The dream is fickle, although sometimes there may be gaps that seem to be able to shuttle, allowing outsiders to go directly into the depths of the Dragon Palace, but the dragon is very cautious and would rather wait a little longer than take unnecessary risks.
Now he has the means to deal with this dream.
Xiandao kills pure dreams for true change!
He borrowed Feng Jinhuang's Dreamwing Fairy Wings, and Xianzhao itself was the result of the calculations led by Lagerstroemia indica.
Under the action of killing tricks, a small piece of dream quickly becomes a human body, eyes closed tightly, and fall into a deep sleep.
"This is the pure body of pure dream seeking, and it is also a perfect body without any disadvantages." Longgong's eyes are full of **, careful examination, he was also pitted by this pure dream seeking reality, so at this moment in his heart Somehow.
"Huanger, this improvement is really wonderful! From then on, this pure dream seeking truth can be regarded as the eleventh perfection!" Longgong praised again.
Feng Jinhuang blinked: "Master, don't hide from you that the disciples are also coincidental. Because some time ago, the disciples made their own dream-breaking tricks, and this improvement is using the broken dreams. Achievement. Tuer also just wanted to try it, but he didn't expect it to succeed! "
Longgong laughed: "Don't worry, my good apprentice. Do you think you created your own dream-breaking trick? Is this a coincidence? This should be the fate arrangement. It is fate that makes you ..."
Feng Jinhuang suddenly pouted: "Master, can you stop saying this kind of words, the disciples don't want to listen anymore. If all this is a fatal arrangement, what use is there for the disciples?"
Longgong was stunned for a while, but wanted to say something, but in the end he just sighed, "No more, don't talk about it. It's too early for you to say this. It's time for you to believe that you will understand Yes. "