Chapter 668: Feng Chan’s Method of Replenishing the Mountain

The Chinese monks are indeed not all fools!

Even Fang Xing didn't expect that the last time he fought against the Dao Protector League in Jinghu Lake, he defeated many junior masters in the Northern Territory. He was so arrogant, but in the end, his defeated generals saw his own weakness, and started to plot from then on. By myself. According to Wen Yiru, I am afraid that even if this encounter in the Ten Formations of Fengchan had not happened, he would have come to fight with him again to avenge his previous shame.

Shanfa is indeed his own weakness, and of course it is relatively speaking. The Shanfa he practiced was originally obtained from the mountain treasures in the Dragon Palace's treasure house, and his true meaning was incorporated into the realm of consciousness. At that time, his physical body was not able to withstand it. , it was forced to stop after only containing half of it. This also resulted in that all the methods in his elixir were top-notch in the world, but only the mountain method was incomplete and of low quality...

However, it is precisely because of its incompleteness and low quality that it is easy to control, so he usually uses mountain techniques to defend against enemies.

It is not entirely correct to say that it is a flaw. In the eyes of some people, this is not a flaw. However, in the eyes of a careful Talisman master like Wen Yiru, it is an obvious weakness. This time he represents Wen Yiru. The reason why I came to preside over this fifth formation among the ten Fengchan formations is to better grasp the transformation power between mountain talismans, so that when I encounter Fang Xing again in the future, I can defeat him in one fell swoop.

It was an unexpected good thing for him to meet in the formation.

In this way, Fang Xing has been suppressed. Under the power of the thousands of mountain talismans drawn by the Wen family's century-old foundation and the power of the Shanxing Formation, it seems that it will be difficult to stand up anyway. The characteristic of the Shanxing Formation is to suppress it. Once it is suppressed, Imprisoned by the runes, even the physical body cannot escape. Unless he has cultivated into Nascent Soul, descended in the form of Dharma, knocked down the mountain, and rescued his physical body, he can only resist forcefully.

When the five elders broke into the formation, it was old man Hu Qin who used his cultivation and a sword to split a gap in the majestic mountain before the formation merged, allowing old monster Wanluo to escape. Now Fang Xing and The Golden Crow was not so lucky.

"As arrogant as you are, aren't you going to be stepped on by this girl?"

Wen Yanxin was a typical person who didn't care about fighting. After the panic, she was overjoyed to find that her cousin had suppressed the little devil. She was so excited that she jumped up to the mountain and stepped on it hard: "Just How dare a country bumpkin like you challenge the rules set by Brother Song? I will suppress you for a hundred years, your bones and blood will turn to ashes, your soul will be wiped out, and you will become a slave forever!"

Her roaring voice in the formation was faintly heard by people with higher cultivation levels outside Fengchan Mountain. Some people frowned, while others secretly rejoiced.

"He lost too?"

Li Hongyi's eyes were slightly glazed over, and her slender fingers stirred up the corners of her clothes. There was a flash of crazy hatred in her eyes.

"Senior Sister Li, did he lose?"

Chu Ci grabbed the corner of Li Hongyi's clothes and asked nervously.

Ying Qiaoqiao, on the other hand, had a premonition of something from the surrounding atmosphere, and his expression was tangled and painful.

"Let's wrap it up, today's things have become very big!"

The Taoist master of Yinling Dao in Beisan Dao sighed softly and said to the other two.

However, the Taoist Master of Fuqi Dao smiled and said: "That boy hasn't given up yet, the Marquis of Fire is not here yet!"

The Taoist Master of Yinling Dao smiled sinisterly and was about to speak when she suddenly heard the tinkling of the Yao Qin not far away. She frowned and looked sideways, and saw a girl in red. Sitting cross-legged on the bluestone, biting his lip, with a Yao Qin on his knees, he plucked the strings, weeping and complaining, as if he was repaying a promise, and also seemed to be fulfilling a dream, playing the Qin with One person listens.

"Noisy!"

The master of Yinling Dao was irritated, and with a shout, he rushed in with great force, sending sand and rocks flying.

However, the person next to him laughed, rolled up his sleeves, and swept away this powerful force. Then he lazily sat down next to the girl. It was the Dragon Lord who had never been a formal figure. He looked at the girl with a smile: "This piano is not bad. , I like to hear it!"

Seeing that it was Lord Long who was standing in the way, no matter how dissatisfied the master of Yinling Dao was, he could only suppress his arrogance.

The sound of the piano continued, melodious, and spread into Fengchan Mountain.

"Bandit, what are you doing?"

In the fifth formation, under a towering mountain, the Great Golden Crow was calling in a low voice.

"I wonder if they can spare our lives if we pretend to be grandsons..."

Fang Xing didn't say anything for a long time, and then he said this with a smile.

Dajinwu was a little speechless, and after a long time he whispered: "Do you think we should admit defeat first or beg for mercy first?"

"Ha ha……"

I don't know what they were thinking about, but the two guys suddenly laughed.

"Little devil Nanzhan, do you choose to admit defeat and become a slave of my Wen family, or do you choose to be suppressed and killed by me?"

In the sky above, Wen Yiru held an order flag, suspended in mid-air, and wore a Confucian robe flying in the air. He was indescribably majestic and upright, with an immortal demeanor. Wen Yanxin also came to him. Although half of his body was covered with blood, the young man He had lost one of his arms, and his face was a little pale, but his eyes were full of joy and fierceness. He threw a magic ring up and down in his hand, his eyes extremely playful.

"Oh, what a great opportunity. I really want to put on that thing first and play with these two people..."

Fang Xing was happy when he saw the divine locking ring, but when he thought about his current situation, he felt a little frustrated. After all, if he wanted to deceive them, he had to admit defeat first, but this was not the result he wanted. He sighed softly in his heart. , shouted loudly: "You two bastards, stop pretending to be weird. If you can, let me out in advance. Let's have a good time and talk about it..."

Wen Yiru smiled coldly and disdained to answer, but Wen Yanxin said coldly: "I think you won't cry until you see the coffin. Cousin, let's kill him half to death first, destroy his cultivation, and then lock him up." Take good care of it, it’s a good thing that he refuses to admit defeat!”

Wen Yiru thought for a moment, nodded and said, "That's fine!"

Just as the two were discussing, the sound of the piano suddenly came up from the foot of the mountain. It was like the water of a spring lake. The ripples were light and sultry. This made the two brothers and sisters in the air startled slightly. At this time, At the foot of the mountain, Fang Xing, who was smiling like a face, suddenly stopped smiling and sighed lowly. An emotion that rarely appeared in him usually rose up in his heart.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Da Jinwu accurately sensed something was wrong, his mind moved, and he asked hurriedly.

"It's time to kill!"

Fang Xing answered, and then there was silence for a long time. After a long time, his mind moved. Suddenly, the spiritual thoughts spread out like a spider web, surging like a furious wave. The soul that had been tempered by the true fire of Samadhi was already far away. Much more powerful than ordinary Jindan cultivators, this spreads out like a substance, taking in the scenery of the entire formation, as if there is an extra Fang Xing eye in the void of this formation, faintly Terrifyingly, looking down at Wen Yiru, Wen Yanxin and all the Wenjia Talisman masters in the formation.

"Do you really think you suppressed me just like that?"

Fang Xing's roaring voice came from all directions, suppressing people's minds.

"His spirit is so powerful?"

Wen Yiru was also secretly surprised, subconsciously raised his defenses, and frowned.

Wen Yanxin and the other Wen family talisman masters were even more frightened and subconsciously took a few steps back.

"After all, you are not a Nascent Soul. No matter how strong your soul is, what's the use? Can you condense the Dharma and take action against us?"

Wen Yiru looked serious and shouted coldly.

Fang Xing laughed loudly, shaking the whole world: "Why do I have to gather the Dharma to attack you? You suppressed me simply because my mountain method is incomplete and I can't control the mountain. But if I improve my mountain method, you can still suppress it. Stay with me?"

Wen Yiru was startled, but a smile appeared on his face, and he said softly: "The geometry and quality of the elixir are determined when the elixir is formed. The heaven-defying sect that can later improve the quality of the method or incorporate it into other methods can only be found in Daodao Palace or the Demon Abyss. What's more, even if there is such a method, it must be good. I’ll give it to you, little devil. Wen really has never looked down on you, but what you say now is too ridiculous..."

"Hey Hey……"

Fang Xing smiled very proudly, but did not answer directly. He sighed long and long: "Yes..."

Boom!

His spiritual thought rose again, and even faintly manifested a phantom with three heads and six arms, sitting in the void, with a faint vertical eye on his forehead, looking down at the cultivators in the formation below, and even looking at the formation below. Due to the interconnected origins of the Dharma, the peaks and peaks within this mountain formation are stacked one after another. The overall shape is actually the same as that of Fengchan Mountain. To put it simply, the phantom within this entire mountain is , is the mountain trend chart of Fengchan Mountain, with endless mountains clearly visible at a glance.

Fang Xing lowered his head and looked at the formation, then looked at Fengchan Mountain. The shape and movement of this mountain were all imprinted in his eyes and in his heart.

"I don't have a way to improve my alchemy, and I don't need it!"

"As for the best method...it's right before your eyes!"

"Fengchan Mountain, there is no mountain in the world that is more majestic and more suitable for practicing Buddhism!"

Fang Xing's voice sighed leisurely and rippled back and forth in the formation. At the same time, he used his spiritual thoughts to observe the Zen and used his physical body to operate the alchemy method.

The supreme Taoist elixir method!

Unlike innate elixirs, which are destined to have different elixir geometry and elixir quality when the elixir is formed, Fang Xing practices Taishang elixir path.

The elixir of lawlessness!

Because there is no way, you can control all laws, because there is no heaven, there is no innate shackles!

At this time, he was suppressed at the bottom of the fifth formation of Fengchan Mountain. Because this fifth formation used Fengchan Mountain as the source of the formation, and the auras were connected, Fang Xing's suppressed body was suppressed at the bottom of Fengchan Mountain, and his Qi veins were suppressed. , completely in contact with the source of Taoism. At the same time, he flew into the void with his extremely powerful soul, visualized the majestic shape of Fengchan Mountain, held a trace of true meaning in his heart, and stole the origin of Fengchan Mountain.

To put it simply, Fang Xing grabbed a ray of the true source of Fengchan Mountain and came over.

Use this ray of true source to recast the incomplete mountain method in the elixir and plant a supreme mountain seed.