Chapter 42 Untitled

Three people stood outside the hall. Fang Zixuan looked at Jin Yang, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt like his father. He not only looked like him, but also his personality, courage and courage were not far away. They were all outstanding figures.

"Have you thought about the consequences of hitting the elders of Zhenshan?" Fang Zixuan asked. Jin Yang helped Lin Qingshui to be distracted. I didn't pay attention to Fang Zixuan's words at all. Ah, what?" Jin Yang didn't pay attention to the question.

"Are you not afraid of the elders in Zhenshan?" Fang Zixuan asked again.

Jin Yang shook his head and said slowly, "The elders are responsible for this matter. Besides, if the senior sister hurt me, we must ask for justice." Jin Yang paused and said, "If you flinch, I'm afraid I'll die next time."

Fang Zixuan listened to Jin Yang's words and was a little relieved: "You still have a little courage. The elders are really too powerful to reach us."

Lin Qingshui listened to the conversation between the two and just stood aside silently. Fang Zi glanced at Jinyang and Lin Qingshui, rolled up the two and went to Qianhuan Bingyunfeng.

When Fangzi came in a hurry, he went back and walked slowly because of Lin Qingshui's ignit.

Fangzi Xuan Yufeng took the two of them without delay: "I heard from the elders saying that for the sake of Tianjun."

Jin Yang smiled bitterly and said, "I thought that the road could be smooth with the inheritance of the Dragon Heavenly King. I didn't expect that the Heavenly King would not give the Yuanshen and the taboo chapter in the end and cultivated a heavenly power to overcome the disaster. Now it is still the second change of the Yuanshen. I have gone through three great disasters. If I hadn't been lucky, someone would have helped me long ago into ashes."

"Don't be pitiful, boy. The ancient scriptures I have cultivated have been fighting for ten thousand years and have enough achievements. If you don't know the blessing in the blessing, you still have to complain. Your question should be solved by asking Fa Zun. Fang Zixuan taught a lesson.

"Oh, how do you feel?" Jinyang returned to Fang Zixuan's words and turned to care about Lin Qingshui. Lin Qingshui has already changed his clothes and now looks pale. Weakness can't help but feel the wind, and the serious illness has not been cured.

"It's okay. It's time to take a break." Lin Qingshui replied gently.

"Jin Yang really doesn't know how to thank my senior sister. If it hadn't been for the senior sister to block a sword for me, I'm afraid I would have died," Jin Yang was full of gratitude.

"Ky, don't be happy first. It's nothing this time. I don't know if I will die next time." Fang Zixuan said coldly. Suddenly, Lin Qingshui coughed and a little blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"What's wrong with you, sister?" Jin Yang shouted.

"You think Tianju's sword spirit is so easy to deal with. Qingshui was seriously injured this time, and I don't know when he will recover." Fangzi was stiff and cold.

"This" Jinyang was speechless for a moment, and the Yuanshen was injured, which was really terrible.

Without saying anything, half an hour later, the three of Jinyang returned to Qianhuan Bingyunfeng.

"Little butterfly, come to take care of the clear water" Fang Zi said, and a woman rushed to the distance. At a glance, she was not outstanding, and her hair was slightly yellow.

"Miss, what's wrong?" Xiaodie asked urgently.

"Help the stupid boy block a sword and hurt the yuanshen" Fangzi pointed to Jin Yang. Jin Yang saw that this little butterfly's status is more than that of Xiaoyun.

"What's wrong with this?" Xiaodie explored Lin Qingshui and asked. Jinyang stood beside him in confusion.

"I'm going to find a way. The general elixir is useless. The thousand fantasy ice cloud divine light and the mysterious fire true map I practiced. Although the combat power is strong, it has no healing effect. If it's not, I have to ask Brother Luo." Fang Zixuan said helplessly.

"This is not good. Uncle Luo has been pestering, so it's better not to." The little butterfly's face changed. Jin Yang stood aside secretly anxiously. Sister Lin was injured for herself, but she couldn't help her at all.

"Ky, why don't you let go of your hand?" Xiaodie noticed that Jin Yang was still holding Lin Qingshui. Xiaodie hurried to help Lin Qingshui. Jin Yang was very embarrassed.

For a long time, when Jin Yang came to his senses, Fang Zixuan had already entered Lin Qingshui's room. As soon as Jinyang walked to the door, he heard, "Why did you come in the girl's boudoir?" Xiaodie shouted.

Lin Qingshui, who was lying in **, looked up and said to Xiaodie, "Let him in." Xiaodie looked at Jin Yang angrily, and Jin Yang had to stiffen his scalp and walk to Lin Qingshui's bed.

"Uncle, did you just say that magic and immortality can heal Sister Lin's wounds?" Jin Yang asked. Yes, but there are few such magical skills and fairy arts. There are relatively more Taoism and Buddhism, but it is also rare to encounter "

"I have 30,000 kinds of Buddhist magic power" were all stunned except for Jinyang, and even Lin Qingshui lying in ** was no exception.

"The magic power is rare, not to mention the magic power of Buddhism. Even the young lady only has two great magical power, 30,000 kinds, which are only available to Dharma Zun. Xiaodie said disdainfully.

Jinyang was in a hurry and said, "30,000 kinds of magical power, I have only condensed 80 magical power seeds, but they have not been practiced. These are all entrusted to me to condense seeds, and I have broken my appointment." After saying that, Jinyang thought that he only wanted to be happy for a while, but in the end, he did not become a magical seed for Duanmu and was silent for a moment.

Fang Zixuan suddenly smiled, laughing extremely crazily, and muttered to himself, "I didn't expect your son to be so powerful." As soon as this word came out, there was a cloud and fog in Jinyang. Xiaodie comforted repeatedly, and Fang Zixuan slowly calmed down. Lin Qingshui was stunned and had never seen the master lose his temper.

"Kid, you are the son who doesn't know what's good or bad." Xiaodie said bad to Jin Yang and wanted to eat Jin Yang.

"Little butterfly, it's over." Fangzi straightened the robe and calmed down again. Boy, come to my quiet room later." Fangzi slowly walked out of the room.

Jin Yang looked at Fang Zixuan's back and couldn't help speculating whether Fang Zixuan had an extraordinary relationship with his father.

"Ky, senior sister is going to rest. You can go back." Xiaodie saw the guests off directly. Jin Yang smiled and said to Lin Qingshui, "Sister, I'll come to see you again." Lin Qingshui nodded gently.

Jinyang walks on the peak without any leisure and elegance. Looking back on what happened today, I was assassinated as soon as I went out. It can be called a horrible assassin. Sister Lin is not a general person. She can also be called a master among the earth immortals and is beaten without resistance. What's more terrible is that he dares to do this less than 300 miles away from Tianzhu Mountain, which is simply under the eyes of the elders of Zhenshan.

If the senior sister hadn't sacrificed her life to save her today, I'm afraid she would have died. In the end, the man in black was killed by the elder Zhenshan in an instant. Jin Yang had to sneer three times, the wolf in sheep's clothing. The old man doesn't have good intentions.

Jin Yang walked slowly on the road and thought about his way out. After thinking for a long time, he had no clue at all, and then thought of his senior sister's injury, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of irritation. Unconsciously, I have walked to the quiet room of Fang Zixuan.

"Come in"

Jinyang pushed the door and entered, still sitting on the futon.

"Ky, you said that there are 30,000 Buddhist magical power, which is not a joke." Fang Zixuan said very seriously.

"Jin Yang can't joke. The senior sister's injury is very important. Jinyang has it, which does not mean that he can only cultivate seeds, and even Jinyang, who is the one that restores the yuan god, doesn't know," Jin Yang said completely.

Fang Zixuan muttered, "I'm afraid it's not very useful, but it's worth a try." Jin Yang quickly said, "I have cultivated the magic power of seeds. With my cultivation, I can only urge 80 seeds a day."

Fang Zixuan heard it as if he were looking at a monster and said to Jinyang, "You realized it yourself." Jin Yang grabbed his head. "No, there is a wisdom fairy light given by Lord Tianjun, so it can, but it is very difficult to breathe. Three thousand medium-grade spiritual crystals can only stimulate 240, maybe less."

Fang Zixuan smiled and said, "There are many Lingjing, but you are really willing to pass on the magic power to Qingshui. If you don't want me, I won't force it. I'll find another way."

Fang Zi turned his voice and said with a straight face, "You may not know how rare the magic power is. Just say that in these 100,000 years, I have learned a great magic power, a thousand fantasy ice cloud divine light, and then a small magic power. The great divine power is taught by the previous Fengzhu, and the small divine power is changed by combat achievements, do you understand?"

Jin Yang heard a nod and said, "These 30,000 magic power is not mine, but a friend asked me to help condense the seeds. In the future, when I meet him, I will directly give him the magic power seed. Although I didn't get his consent, I don't think I will mind. Besides, senior sister is important. If it hadn't been for senior sister, I would have died long ago."

"Okay, you can start to condense the seeds now." Fang Zixuan said happily.

"Here" Jinyang said strangely.

"Kid, come to Yun**, this cloud bed is connected to the local vein of Qianhuan Bingyun Peak. There is no problem in providing a fairy for cultivation. Now you begin to condense the seeds until you have the magic power to repair the yuan god."

Jin Yang got up, walked to the cloud bed of Fang Zixuan, and sat opposite him. Sitting on it, I only felt that there was infinite vitality rolling underneath. Compared with it, the vitality of the spiritual vein is simply incomparable.

Open your eyes and look at Fang Zixuan, who is less than three feet away from him, "This is too full of vitality!"

Fang Zixuan smiled and said, "This is the accumulation of thousands of years of fantasy ice and cloud peaks. The peak masters of the past generations keep throwing spiritual veins and even ancestral veins into the Yuan vein. The residence of all seed disciples in Shanmen has accumulated in this way. It's really horrible for Jin Yang to listen to his tongue.

Fang Zixuan stretched out his delicate jade hand and asked, "Five hundred?" Fang Zixuan nodded, which was an eye-opener for Jinyang, and the mountain gate was so horrible.

"Little guy, the more you know, the more you can't imagine. Condense your magical seeds quickly," Fang Zixuan urged.

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