Reverend Insanity: Version 322: Rebirth of the face of red lotus!

It is said that there is such a river in this world.

It runs through the beginning and end, hiding causes and effects, flowing in every corner of the world, everywhere.

With its watering, the world can operate normally and everything can change.

This river is called the time river.

Here is the secret world of heaven and earth, a hotbed of zhoudao, and countless maggots of zhoudao.

Billions of hectares of river water flow freely and never stop.

The river is surging, the ebb and flow, and the waves roll.

Each drop of time water is pale and colorless. But billions of trillions of time water droplets collide and blend with each other, but they can emit the world's most dazzling Ambilight.

This glorious beauty is difficult to describe in words. Fang Yuan has always felt that this is one of the most beautiful and magnificent scenery in the world.

When Jiuzhuan Xianxian House Supervisor Tower, Fang Yuan was struck by a long-awaited blow, and it was difficult to escape.

The only option he has left is to urge Chunqiu.

However, the six-turn spring and autumn cicadas have huge disadvantages. Every urge can fail!

On Qingmao Mountain, Fang Yuan successfully urged it once.

On Sancha Mountain, Fang Yuan successfully urged it again.

If you count five hundred years ago, Fang Yuan has urged Spring and Autumn Cicada to succeed three times.

Now he has finally failed.

Failure to urge Chunqiu Chan.

Although his will entered the long river of time, it was at the moment of departure. The spring and autumn cicadas exploded and turned into countless fragments.

Fang Yuan's will is like a baby who lost the boat and fell into the water.

The waves of time rolling in the waves can instantly transform Fang Yuan's will. Devoured and destroyed, completely melted, leaving no residue.

"After all, have you failed ..."

At the moment of death, Fang Yuan had only the remaining will, but was surprisingly calm.

No anxiety, no unwillingness. No remorse.

I chose this way. It is already expected that the possible outcome, this situation has long been in Fang Yuan's vision.

Nothing more.

I've done my best.

"If you give me another chance, I will still be alive like this. Hehehe, so be it, my fairy tale of adventure of the immortal, here it ends. Although there is no biography and inheritance left, but ... … It doesn't matter. "

Fang Yuan's will quickly fell.

He is calm. I even feel a happiness.

If he still has a face, I'm afraid the corner of his mouth is raised at this moment, and he smiles subconsciously.

Is there any regret for dying on my way?

"Hehehe ... Huh?"

The laughter in Fang Yuan's heart stopped abruptly, and the mutation happened at this moment.

A grimace suddenly appeared in the desolate and magnificent river.

Grimace first turned towards Fang Yuan's residual will, frowning, seemingly making a silent mockery.

The dark grimace cheeks swelled, and his expression was painful. Seems to be vomiting.

A huge flower, dripping wet from the grimace's mouth.

Grimace's mouth is almost going to be burst, and his mouth is exaggerated, and it goes straight to the ear.

After spitting out the flowers and bones, the grimace suddenly relaxed, and then began to glance at Fang Yuan, showing a funny and weird. But a grim smile.

And the many flowers, breaking the river, blooming slowly.

Time seems to stop at this moment.

In the blink of an eye, the flower bones blossomed and turned into a beautiful red lotus!

A faint red light burst out from Lian's heart, reflecting the place where Chunqiu Chan's accident happened, so the time in the red light began to trace back.

At the same time, the grimace carrying Honglian sinks slowly in the river.

It's like a movie going backwards, everything that happened is going backwards.

It seemed like the water was pouring out, and it automatically returned to the washbasin.

Fang Yuan ’s will has already dissipated, but there are only a little bit left, which can be ignored directly. But under the light of red light, his will quickly recovered, and countless tapeworm fragments also followed.

These maggot fragments are then pieced together and turned into complete spring and autumn cicadas!

Chun Qiu Chan carried Fang Yuan intact and resumed his journey.

The red light dissipated, and the red lotus instantly faded and disintegrated, and the grimace was immediately washed away by the endless stream of time.

As if everything is an illusion.

But Chunqiu Chan has been forcibly restored.

It carries Fang Yuan's will, Fang Yuan's only hope left, rushing into the river.

Difficult ... upstream.

Back to the past!

...

Astral blessing.

The magic mist is lingering and the poisonous blood is transpiration. It has eroded and destroyed all three layers of the array, and the surrounding surface has been transformed into a shallow layer of poisonous mud.

Fang Yuan has a solemn look on his face.

"Next, the most difficult to deal with fairywood is extremely natural."

He took out a piece of fairy wood and held it in his hand.

This puppet smelting material is very strange. It consists of mud and gas. The mud was bound spontaneously.

The light cyan radon is above, and the black earth is below.

Rapier is the weather for more than nine days. Nine days beyond Taikoo, there is a thick radon wall. In order to enter the nine-day exploration period, Xianxian often has to break through the Qiqi wall.

And the black mud is the essence of the dense earthy atmosphere under the ten land.

The two heavens and earth itself are difficult to coexist, but at this moment, the two in heaven and earth have reached a harmonious unity. Not only coexist peacefully, but also transform each other. Black mud continued to turn into radon, and radon continued to turn into black mud.

Fang Yuan shook his palm, and the celestial pole was quickly turbid, and the mud of black mud was confusing, forming a cloud of mist.

But do n’t shake. After standing for a dozen breaths, the black mud will settle down, and the radon will be on. There is also a miracle of clear black and white, slightly circulating with each other.

"It is the most troublesome to deal with this kind of fairy material. The ordinary refining and killing tricks can not be handled perfectly. Only the four strongest and most recognizable magical tricks that deal with fairywood are used in silent sleep python, Ying Xue, The thunder and thunderstone drum. Wind and wind can be achieved overnight. Unfortunately, I do not have any of these four killing tricks. To deal with the extreme nature, only hard work and hard work. "

Fang Yuan's thoughts flashed in his mind, and when he stepped on his feet, the male body suddenly emptied and jumped lightly. The whole man jumped into the turtle shell. Within poisonous blood.

Oh!

Fang Yuan showed sharp nails and cut wounds on six strange arms. He poked the wound again on his chest, back, etc.

Blood refining kills blood and swims.

From these wounds, a trace of blood was flowing.

The blood stains soon merged into the dark purple poisonous blood, and immediately the poisonous blood in the tortoise shell cauldron seemed to be drawn. Began to drill into Fang Yuan's wound.

The pain came, Fang Yuan grunted.

There is no pain in immortal. Fang Yuan can feel the pain. Naturally, he uses maggots. He needs to perceive the pain to understand how far the fairy has been treated.

Fang Yuan's blood and the poisonous blood in the tortoise shell are constantly blending to form a cycle, flowing in and out of Fang Yuan's body.

After this process has become stable, Fang Yuan will take out the earth poles that have been taken out long ago and swallow them.

Grunting. He was swallowed in his stomach by the polar pole.

This is the original, intriguing method of blood channel refining. He named this the physical blood refining method.

Earth maggot enters his body, is constantly washed by the blood, and is slightly dissolved in the blood.

The blood flows out of the body through the wounds on Fang Yuan's body, and flows into the tortoise shell. Sink into the bottom of the pot.

At the same time, the other poisonous blood in the cauldron flows into Fang Yuan's body through the wound, and then scours the terrestrial heaven.

Time passes slowly and three days and two nights pass.

Fang Yuan was hurt all over, his face was sore and distorted, all eight strange arms were inserted into the poisonous blood, his teeth were exfoliated, his eyes were red, his breathing was like a cow.

"Also, with one night left, I will be able to thoroughly dispose of the earth poles in my body ... As long as this step is supported, the most difficult step in the process of refining the deformed fairy is to pass it. ... uh! "

Suddenly, Fang Yuan's painful expression froze.

Under the frowning brow, the bright green eyes suddenly became confused and lost almost all the light.

During the process of making fairy magpies, you must maintain a high degree of attention at all times. How can you allow him to be so distracted?

Oh!

He suddenly looked up and spit out a large mouthful of poisonous blood.

Now, he fell down suddenly, falling in the poisonous blood in the giant tortoise shell, splashing with a blood wave of horror.

Blood waves rushed out of the edge of the turtle's shell and splashed onto the grass. Soon, a large piece of green grass was corroded into a dark red smoke.

"Master!" The astral and terrifying shouted, and with a worried expression on his face, he plunged into the shell of the turtle.

Suddenly, Fang Yuan's head emerged from the pool of blood.

He thumped twice, and immediately stood up again.

The confusion of his face faded quickly, his eyes became bright again, and his mouth murmured, "This is ... this is it?"

When I heard Fang Yuan talking to himself, the astrological and spiritual spirit couldn't help worrying even more: "The master won't become silly because he failed to refine the fairy, right?"

Fang Yuan first looked at his hands, then glanced at the turtle shell and blood pool, and finally the focus of the gaze stayed on the body of the astral and terrestrial spirit.

"When is it now?" Fang Yuan asked.

The astral and terrifying spirit suddenly hesitated for a moment, but still replied: "It has been many days since you started to make fairy clams from your master."

"Hahahaha ..." Fang Yuan laughed.

Xingxiang Diling's heart was cold: "It's over, the master is really stupid! The refining of Xianzhang failed and he was seriously injured. He didn't even remember the specific time and laughed so happily!"

The joy in Fang Yuan's heart is not humane.

"Reborn again!"

"Despite the failure to seduce Chunqiu Chan, but because of a change, it brought me back to life, from defeat to victory, and my will returned to the past."

"I'm still making Transformed Fairy Tail ... Is it more than a year ago. Time is so short!"

"According to my background, so many centipedes must have been on the body for at least hundreds of years. Is it because of the failure to spur Chunqiu Chan back to more than a year ago?"

"And what happened to that grimace, Honglian ... what happened?" (To be continued.)