Chapter 81 Fate Seduction, please enter the urn

Han Qinghui heard Fang Daoming's words and couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and his phoenix eyes were evil: "You mean I rely on magic weapons to bully others!"

"No, no, no, for us monks, strength is respected. Chance, luck, Taoism and magic weapons are all one. Strong is strong. There is not much reason."

"Thief, don't evade your words and fool me. Why did you save the witch?"

"To put it conventionally, when the poor Tao was traveling outside, he was chased and killed by a group of people in the Nether Hall. Fortunately, this woman saved my life. The Taoist monks are the most important opportunity cause and effect, so today I also saved her once, so I returned the cause and effect, and also killed the Taoist demon. If he will see you in the future, he can't blame me, fairy What do you think?"

Han Qinghui didn't expect Fang Daoming's explanation, but she was also a monk. Knowing the cause and effect, she immediately said, "But if you cover her up next time, I won't forgive you. What about my fiery phoenix tail feather?"

"In my Taoist sect, the fairy is up to me."

"Do you want to lie to me into the urn!"

"There is no such thing. The fairy worries too much."

"Hmm, when I take you down, I will ask Ding Mao."

"Haha, it's easy for the fairy to take the blood river saint, but it's difficult to take me."

"Try it and you will know."

Han Qinghui scolded gently, and his mind was shocked. Nihuang Luotian and Jiuzhen Yuansong were sacrificed again, and the vast divine power suddenly wrapped Fang Daoming's group.

Fang Daoming smiled and said, "Han Qinghui, you don't know that I have survived the nine sky thunder disaster five years ago and beat you. Even if you have the innate pure sun treasure, you can't help me."

Han Qinghui's heart was shocked and felt a trace of despair. He had been practicing almost crazy for more than 30 years. He thought he could beat him, but unexpectedly, the other party made rapid progress and crossed the nine-day thunderstorm.

Suddenly, a delicate woman's voice said, "I'm very afraid. I'm a natural pure sun treasure, and I'm oppressing the world. No matter how high this boy's cultivation is, under the pressure, it will be a destructive end."

Fang Daoming was suddenly shocked and then smiled, "I thought you only got a waste product, but I didn't expect to keep a trace of spirit. No wonder it's so arrogant, but even so, I can't help it."

Tianluopan Yuanling said angrily, "What a rampant boy, take your life!"

Han Qinghui urged the Neon Daluotian to press down, and 49 of them flew across, shaking their wings and bathing in fire, with unparalleled flames.

Fang Daoming was calm and fearless. When the net-like phoenix Luo Tian was about to cover himself, he shouted loudly, and a dazzling light flashed out in the palm of his hand, and then turned into a bright, bright, broad and thick, pure and fierce sword spirit. This sword spirit rose to the sky and actually lasted for thousands of feet. Suddenly, the Phoenix Luotian was strangled into pieces and turned into nothingness.

"I finally made a small success by breaking the method with the sword," Fang Daoming meditated in his heart: "But I can only do this if I can't do this. It's difficult to face enemies of the same level or higher."

This sword spirit forced Han Qinghui back a hundred feet before he stabilized his body. The yuan god trembled and almost suffocated, and his heart secretly beat the drum. How can this thief's swordsmanship be so powerful? It is really difficult to win without using the Ziweitian compass.

But when she slapped the compass, she threw it out, flew to the top of Fang Daoming's head, and became bigger and became bigger. In an instant, it covered its whole body by a hundred feet. Its ancient text flashed, the runes flowed, the array evolved, and the divine power was even better than just now. The Yuanling shouted: "Kid, I think you are like What arrogance!"

Fang Daoming would not be stupid enough to fight for the innate pure yang magic weapon. At present, for a while, a nine-story ancient tower suddenly hung above his head, brushed the chaotic atmosphere, protected him, and created a great suction power to close the violet compass.

The Ziweitian compass was suddenly shocked, and even his voice became frightened and trembled: "Tower of Creation! Run away, run away, girl, run away!"

Han Qinghui was also shocked. Since she met this innate artifact, it has stopped being arrogant and arrogant. When she was so scared and embarrassed, she knew that something was wrong and was about to take it away, but she heard Fang Daoming smile: "How can it be so easy to escape!"

A hundred-foot radius suddenly showed an ancient picture scroll, in which a chaos surrounded the hundred-foot land.

The artifact of Ziwei Tian compass screamed in horror: "Chaotic Scroll! Chaos scrolls! This is terrible. I can't escape. I really invite you to the urn. It's up to people to live and die.

Han Qinghui knew that the big thing was not good and was about to take action. Suddenly, the scene was confused and the situation changed. Unexpectedly, it came to the ancient scroll. That day, the compass was hanging in front of her, but it seemed that it was close to the world and could not be grasped.

"Don't act rashly. This is the ancient scroll of chaos. It is the first magic weapon of heaven and earth. In one thought, you can turn you and me into chaos, which is my nemesis and the place where I was born. Boy, how can you have a chaotic scroll and the tower of creation? Is it the reincarnation of the ancient emperor?

"It's just a coincidence. I only have these two magic weapons, but also other treasures. Why don't you go back with me? I'll show you one by one."

"You can't think about it!"

"Han Fairy, why is this necessary? According to the poor Taoism, although the fairy has practiced a large array of yuan gods, she is only empty. Without formations and formations, her power cannot be exerted in case, and your purple sky compass is also empty, leaving only one spiritual knowledge. I don't know how far it is from the realm of congenital pure yang. I can help you make up for these one by one.

Han Qinghui smiled and said, "Do you really think you are the reincarnation of the ancient emperor?"

Fang Daoming smiled and waved his hand, and a map floated behind him. The aura of heaven and earth surged crazily. With one hand, a bright Tianhe emerged, among which countless stars were annihilated and created infinite changes.

"Heaven and earth swallow the spirit! Zhou Tianxinghe's big array!" The compass almost roared: "How can you make Jiujiu return to a large array?"

Fang Daoming laughed and said, "Didn't you say that I am the reincarnation of the ancient emperor? I not only have chaotic ancient scrolls and the tower of creation, but also have a large array of nine backs, and there are also mixed yuan and one gas tripods, infinite yin and yang flags, Taiyi Mountain and River Hall. In the future, I will find his free sword, Taishangtian magic seal, Yuanshitian magic blade, fantasy crystal palace, such as I want to break the sky.

"No!" Since the spirit roared, it has never been as delicate as before: "girl, we admit defeat, we surrender, and we follow him. He is a man of great opportunity, great luck and great creation. We follow him, and there are many benefits. You can not only make up for the method of complete the yuan god, but also learn the method of chaos creation, and I can also make up for a large array. , finally return to the congenital pure sun!"

"If you want to go, I won't go!"

" girl, you are crazy! You have missed such a great opportunity. In the future, the road will be bumpy and you will never achieve it!"

"You don't know that this thief is extremely cunning. Going with him is like a sheep entering the mouth of a tiger."

Fang Daoming smiled and said, "What the fairy said, we and others who practice obey God's will. If you miss today's opportunity, you will go against the sky. I'm afraid the journey of monism will stop here."

"Woman, what this boy said, we'd better let him go."

Han Qinghui's teeth bit gently and hesitated. Fang Daoming smiled secretly and knew that he could not let it go down, so he said, "Why don't the fairy go back with me first? I'll complete the nine with you first and pass on the method of sacrificing the congenital pure yang. How about the fairy can leave freely at any time?"

"Do you have any conditions?" Han Qinghui was skeptical.

"There is absolutely no requirement!"

Fang Daoming collected the ancient scrolls and ancient pagodas and said, "Fairy, come with me." He grabbed his white and flawless jade hand with skin, but he felt as warm as jade, weak and boneless. He couldn't help but shake his mind and was thrown away by him.

"I will leave at home!"

Fang Daoming smiled and led the way in front of the cloud.

With less than a column of incense, the two have arrived at Daoming Mountain. Fang Daoming said, "So that the fairies can know that I have occupied this mountain and established a sect. This mountain is called Daoming Mountain, and my name is Daomingzong. The mountain hall is my Daoming Hall."

"You little thief can also establish a sect!"

"Why not!" Fang Daoming entered the hall with an arrogant expression.

Han Qinghui looked at the mountain, the mountains and the water were beautiful, and the heaven and earth were full of aura. On the top of the mountain, there were nine peaks hanging in the air, supporting the main peak hall, which couldn't help but praise.

When she entered the hall, she saw Fang Daoming sitting on the stone chair. It was the supreme position of the teacher. There were quite a few separate ancestors, and her heart couldn't help suffocated and broke another three points.

"Fairy, sit down for a while." Fang Daoming pointed to the two rows of stone chairs below, and the Wonshin was shocked. The elder disciples in the door knew their call and came one after another.

After a while, the four elders, five disciples, two foreign beasts, and some mountain disciples gathered one after another. Among them, many people who are familiar with Han Qinghui are puzzled and look at the supreme teacher.

"Second brother, why haven't you forgotten this mother-in-law for more than 30 years? After all, you still found her back." Sun Wuxing has a hairy personality and shouts.

Han Qinghui's eyebrows suddenly stood up, and his pink face was evil: "If you talk nonsense again, I will gouge out your tongue!"

Fang Daoming was quite embarrassed and coughed softly: "Fairy, don't care about it. My third brother is short-tempered and has never been blocked."

Ying Wangchen also shouted, "Third brother, don't talk nonsense. Everything is in charge!"

Fang Daoming coughed slightly and suppressed the scene: "Gentlemen, this is Han Qinghui Han Fairy. Now he plans to live in this family for a period of time. During this period, his treatment is the same as that of the elders. Han Xianzi, these four elders are the four elders in our family: Ying Wangchen, Sun Wuxing, Lingmei and Fushou. Here are the five disciples under our family: Emperor Yunzi, Ling Yunzi, He Yunzi, Shi Zhongyu and Sun Ren. Some of them are known by you, and some of them are familiar with each other for the first time.

Han Qinghui glanced at the crowd and felt that the spiritual charm and longevity were vast and unfathomable. Even if he should forget the dust, he was better than himself. He was not aware of his vigilance. When he saw He Yunzi, he smiled softly: "You use my seven-tailed phoenix feathers well!"

He Yunzi suddenly blushed: "Disciples are still with their predecessors."

"Hmm, that's not necessary. When the time is ripe, I will ask your master for it."

Fang Daoming didn't think so: "Okay, let's get along well and get along well in the future. That's all for today. I still have some important things to discuss with Han Xianzi. Let's break up."

//Please collect, red tickets!