Chapter 1216 Jian
Although he could enhance his spiritual consciousness, Fang Ling would never want to try again. He was afraid that if he was not sure, his spiritual consciousness would go directly to destruction.
The natural destruction is an irresistible destruction.
It was that light that killed this extremely powerful body. After carefully checking his spiritual consciousness, Fang Ling's eyes fell on the extremely powerful body again.
If he could get this body, he would have had a powerful means. Although he has now become the Taoist Lord, Fang Ling felt that he had much fewer methods than other Taoist Lords, especially Puru Daojun and others.
After pondering for a moment, Fang Ling gritted his teeth and used the method of divine division again, splitting his spiritual consciousness into part, and directly entering this body.
Although this body is very powerful, the 208 blood-colored dragons derived from the body have been suppressed.
Without the body of spiritual consciousness, Fang Ling can perform very well in the occupation of spiritual consciousness. In just a quarter of an hour, Fang Ling's spiritual consciousness had completely controlled this body.
"receive!"
The body, which had a burst of shouting, suddenly shook, and the two hundred and eight blood-colored dragons instantly sank into the powerful body. Fang Ling's spiritual consciousness, who occupied this body, felt that he felt extremely powerful.
"Drink!" A cry of harmony was like the sound of a tiger and leopard, causing the void to tremble.
With this shout, Fang Ling even punched out with a punch. The moment the punch fell, the power of the small world of the Buddha Kingdom in the entire palm gathered into a golden giant pestle and hit the body.
"boom"
The fist and the huge vajra pestle collided in the void. The vajra pestle was hit into pieces of golden light, and the person's body also retreated dozens of feet under the blow of the vajra pestle.
The body hit a huge mountain that was vague and solid. The huge mountain that was thousands of feet high collapsed in an instant.
The power of this strange body can actually be formed by Fang Ling's power of the small world of Buddhism in his palm formed by the power of countless faiths.
According to Fang Ling's own estimate, although his spiritual consciousness occupies this body, its degree of compatibility with this body is not too high.
It can even be said that what he can exert is only about 30% of the power of this body. If the owner of this body is allowed to activate this body, the power he can exert may reach a terrifying level.
This time I can say that I did not come in vain in the Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain.
Before entering Yuxu Palace, I got a great opportunity. If I entered Yuxu Palace.
As thoughts flashed, a thought arose in Fang Ling's mind again, that is, who is this person?
Is this rare person among the twelve golden immortals of the Ancient Sect among the Conquering Gods? If so, which one is he...
Fang Ling is not very familiar with the twelve golden immortals, so he can't guess who this powerful body is. If this person is one of the twelve golden immortals, then his magical powers will definitely be more than his body.
Where did that light go?
Fang Ling, who had put away the Buddha's kingdom in his palm, did not use his own body to walk this time, but used the powerful clone obtained from that.
Although he had a tour map, there were too many dangers on Kunlun Mountain. A powerful clone, such as Fang Ling's own body, could withstand crises better.
After leaving for another full hour, Fang Ling finally arrived at the bottom of the Yuxu Palace. This hour, Fang Ling wasted several dangers.
Although these dangers were all resolved one by one, some places still made Fang Ling feel heartbroken. If it weren't for this powerful body, he wouldn't have come to the Yuxu Palace so easily.
Yuxu Palace looked from below. It was in the shadow of clouds, but when we arrived at the top of the mountain, the clouds were already at my feet.
Yuxu Palace stands on a small mountain on the top of the mountain. Looking from below, this mountain looks like a lying unicorn.
Yuxu Palace sat cross-legged on the head of the huge unicorn.
This mountain should be the legendary Qilin Cliff. This area should have been a fairyland on earth. At this time, it was also covered with ice and snow. The rolling wind had turned purple on Qilin Cliff.
The purple wind, the wind with strange lightning light is hidden.
The Yuxu Palace, which is not too big, is not just made of anything, but the entire Yuxu Palace gives people an extremely majestic and sacred feeling.
Fang Ling's body suddenly slowly bent down the moment he arrived in front of Yuxu Palace. This kind of bend meant to kneel down.
Although the master of this body has been destroyed and although this body has been controlled by Fang Ling, the instinct that is deeply engraved in this person's bones still makes this body worship the Master of Yuxu Palace, or the owner of Yuxu Palace.
Fang Ling hesitated for a moment, and finally followed this body and knelt down to the Yuxu Palace.
Whether it is the memories of his previous life or everything he saw in this life, he raised something called respect to the owner of Yuxu Palace.
The owner of Yuxu Palace is really a powerful person. It is precisely because of this that he does not resist worshiping the owner of Yuxu Palace.
And just as Fang Ling's knee was bent down, someone heard a shocked voice: "Golden...Golden Cauldron Immortal, you...You are the Golden Cauldron Immortal!"
The voice was filled with excitement and disbelief. Fang Ling heard a hint of fear from this voice.
He turned his head and looked in the direction of the speech, and saw that what he spoke was a black and white light.
In this black and white light, the first demon saint is like a god. Fang Ling had long doubts about the origin of the first demon saint, and his words at this time proved that the first demon saint was a guest in the Yuxu Palace back then.
The Immortal of the Golden Tripod, is this body belonging to the Jinding True Person among the twelve Golden Tripods back then? As the thoughts flashed in her mind, Fang Ling looked at the First Demon Saint coldly with an indifferent expression.
Although he already knew the origin of this body, he was not clear about the relationship between the Jinding Real Person and the First Demon Saint.
If he doesn't want to get into trouble, his best choice is to watch coldly and not expose his origin.
Fang Ling's indifference made the first demon saint wake up as soon as possible. As his body twisted, it turned into a simple expression when he met Fang Ling.
"You... you shouldn't be the Immortal of the Golden Cauldron. Then... when the great catastrophe comes, even the Heavenly Lord can't resist it. You should... you should be the spiritual consciousness born from the Immortal of the Golden Cauldron."
"Yes, it must be like this. You are definitely the spiritual consciousness produced by the Immortal of the Golden Cauldron. The Nine-Turn Mysterious Art is immortal. Even if the soul is destroyed, ** is still immortal. And that great catastrophe is mainly aimed at the spiritual consciousness!"
Fang Ling was thinking about how he should deceive the First Demon Saint, but he didn't expect that the First Demon Saint would actually make excuses for him.
Since the First Demon Saint said this, Fang Ling naturally would not object. He snorted coldly and said in a cold manner: "Who are you? Why are you here?"
Fang Ling's words seemed to confirm the first demon saint's guess. For a moment, the first demon saint seemed to relax a lot. He looked at Fang Ling's body and laughed and said, "Who am I? I, you don't remember it."
"How could you remember me? You are the noble immortal of the Golden Cauldron, how could you remember me?"
"Let me tell you. I am the black and white spirit earthworm in the Tianzun White Jade Basin that is specially designed for Shenzhi to loosen the soil. Hahaha, I thought that I was the only one who survived the great disaster in the entire Yuxu Palace."
"But I didn't expect that I could meet you here!"
Looking at the first demon saint who was excited in his eyes, Fang Ling felt a little more alert to the first demon saint.
Although he is really an irrelevant existence in the Yuxu Palace in the words of the First Demon Saint, he is a person from the Yuxu Palace after all, and more importantly, he doesn't know how long he has survived in this world.
Fang Ling still didn't speak. For him, not speaking was better than speaking.
And his action made the First Demon Saint more affirm his identity, and he listened to the First Demon Saint: "Sir, Master Supreme..."
"No, I can no longer call you a fairy. After all, you are not a true fairy. If you call you a fairy, it is actually an insult to that true fairy."
The first demon saint shook his head and said in a deep voice: "What should I call you?"
"You can call me Jian." Fang Ling's evil taste suddenly came up. He looked at the first demon saint and said lightly.
Jian is naturally Yang Jian's Jian. According to legend, Yang Jian is a disciple of Jinding Zhenren, so you might as well pretend to be.
The first demon saint was stunned for a moment, and seemed to think of what Fang Ling said. He smiled and said, "It seems that there are still traces of your previous life in your memory."
"Otherwise, you wouldn't kneel outside this Yuxu Palace, nor would you name your name Jian!"
"What does Jian mean?" Since the first demon saint cooperated so much, Fang Ling didn't mind saying a few words to this guy.
The first demon saint smiled and said, "Jian is the name of your proudest disciple, but it's a pity that he left nothing in the endless disaster."
"I'd better call you Jian Shangxian. Shangxian, you come here. Wuwai wants to get what the Heavenly Lord has left here."
"The Heavenly Lord left a lot of things, and the only two and a half of us were left in the Yuxu Palace sect at that time! Why don't we enter the Yuxu Palace together and take out the things inside, so as to re-establish the reputation of our Yuxu Palace."
Two and a half people, the first demon saint seemed to know how to advance and retreat, but he just regarded himself as half of the Yuxu Palace sect.
Although the tour map has been marked with the location of Yuxu Palace, Fang Ling doesn't know what the situation is like in Yuxu Palace.
Although the first demon saint is extremely cunning, he also doesn't know his background, so he might as well cooperate once this time.
Fang Ling nodded and said, "Yes."
A smile also appeared on the face of the person transformed from the First Demon Saint. For him, Jian transformed by the real person of the Golden Ding is indeed a powerful helper.
Although he had lost the greatest spiritual consciousness of the Golden Ding Zhenren, the first demon saint felt very clearly about his boundless blood and energy.
This is a bloody energy that is extremely powerful and scary, a blood energy that seems to be able to poke a hole in the sky with one's own strength.
The most powerful person in Yu Ding was one of the best among the Yuxu Sect and even among the true immortals in the world.
With such a flesh shield, and his brain doesn't seem to be too smart, this makes the first demon saint feel that he was protected by the primitive great gods from that time, and that's why he has the opportunity.
"Fellow Daoist Jian, let's enter this Yuxu Palace now. Behind us, there is another person following us. Although the Yuxu Palace is very dangerous, that person not only has super cultivation, but also has profound and unfathomable. Maybe he can really enter this Yuxu Palace."
Fang Ling knew exactly who the person following the First Demon Saint was. But he still pretended to know nothing: "Hmph, no matter who it is, just kill it!"
"Fellow Daoist Jian is really powerful, but the people who follow us not only have no worse magic power than us, but also have many extraordinary magic weapons in their hands. It will be difficult for us to fight with them."
"What's more, we go home when we enter the Yuxu Palace. They have to face Yuxu Palace forbidden."
"Although I don't know how much power the Yuxu Ban can still leave, it will give him a headache."
"We just took the opportunity to clean up the good things passed down by the ancestors."
"Let's go!" Put away the smug look on his face, the first demon saint waved at Fang Ling, then stepped into the Yuxu Palace through a small corner passage in the front of Yuxu Palace.
If Fang Ling had to leave by himself, Fang Ling would definitely choose to walk through the gate, and it would be difficult for him to pay attention to the small gate in this corner.
"Although there is not much left in Yuxu's forbidden area, the three dragon sticks are still on the gate of Yuxu Palace. We can save a lot of trouble by passing by the small door." The first demon saint turned his head and looked at Fang Ling, and said in a deep voice.
Fang Ling was still so cool that he didn't speak. At this time, he was mistaken for the spiritual consciousness produced by the body of the Jinding Real Person. His best way was to say nothing.
Like the Qilin Cliff outside, in the Yuxu Palace, flowers withered and all things were gone. After entering the second floor of the hall, the first demon saint looked at a purple jade pot with a sad face and said, "I was in this purple jade pot back then!"
"If Nine Heavens Xirang in the purple jade basin had blocked the great disaster for me, I would not be as good as I am now!"
Fang Ling looked at the jade basin with black soil, thinking about what kind of gap would be between the nine heavenly Xilan and the divine soil in the Zhou Dynasty.
"Don't think about it. During the great catastrophe, even if these nine heavens Xirang are supreme divine objects, they will have all their spirituality now." The first demon saint seemed to have noticed Fang Ling's movements and shook his head gently.
Fang Ling nodded. The black piece really had no spirituality. And there were not many spiritual items in the entire Yuxu Palace.
Even if some things still preserve spirituality, the spirituality is still very weak (to be continued.)
Chapter completed!