Chapter 96 Fang Laomo is officially online (please subscribe, vote and collect)

Author: Lao Lao Pao'er

Chapter 96 Fang Laomo is officially online (please subscribe, vote and collect)

In the hazy depths of time and space deep in the Yuhua Heavenly Palace, there is abundant vitality everywhere. Silks of white mist are lingering, and the white mist is also filled under the feet. I don't know how deep it is, and it is so magical that it is unimaginable.

Wearing a fluttering white robe, a gentle and elegant young man sits cross-legged in the void. In front of him is a bronze mirror with dragon and phoenix emblems and ancient tadpole inscriptions carved on it.

"Feng Baiyu, come out!"

A vague and indifferent voice sounded quietly, and he suddenly opened his eyes. The light on the bronze mirror flickered, and an image appeared.

"Hey! Why is it him!"

Feng Baiyu recognized the handsome young Taoist priest who stood with his hands behind his back at a glance.

Three thousand years ago, after he single-handedly slaughtered an entire army of gods, he traded the Great Five Elements Technique with the Yuhua Sect for the Great Onmyoji Technique, and became the Supreme Elder of the Yuhua Sect.

He disappeared after that, and there is no trace of his whereabouts.

"Wait, that's"

Feng Baiyu looked at the two women behind Wang Chen and his eyes suddenly widened.

One is his daughter who has been in a cold war with him for many years and has disappeared for many years;

The other person is his beloved wife whom he misses day and night, even though they are worlds apart.

Deep in the vast mountains, Wang Chen stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the towering Yuhua Fairy Mountain not far away, towering into the clouds, like a fairyland deep in the mountains.

At a glance, Wang Chen found that the overall strength of the Yuhua Sect was much stronger than the original.

Just the number of true disciples who have cultivated the Taoist Golden Pill can be counted on both hands.

I think it is also a benefit derived from the Great Five Elements Technique.

With his eyes narrowed slightly, Wang Chen noticed that four divine thoughts shot out from the depths of the Yuhua Heavenly Palace and landed on him.

A Hundong, two realm kings, and Feng Baiyu.

But he didn't pay attention. Instead, he looked at the mountain peak closest to Yuhuaxian Palace. This mountain peak reached into the sky, reaching a height of thousands of feet. The white clouds were still between the mountainside. On the top of the mountain, nine golden pagodas were suspended, emitting golden light.

The entire mountain peak is covered and protected from all demons.

In the deepest part of the continuous palace, in a quiet room filled with incense, an elegant figure in a blue shirt sat in front of the chessboard, lowering his eyes and thinking deeply. He was playing chess with himself, with a sunspot between his fingers, and he had not made a move for a long time.

The young man dressed in an ordinary blue shirt looks like a poor scholar in the secular world. He does not seem to have any magical powers and is very different from other disciples. However, the occasional fleeting fluctuation of power around him is enough to make anyone

The proudest man in the world looked at him sideways.

In those quiet and steady eyes, there is a selfish, ruthless and ruthless nature hidden in the deepest part...

Brother Tuzi, Hua Tiandu

In order to control the gate of eternal life, the Immortal King of Creation fused the tumor with Hua Tianjun's reincarnated body to create a tool to deal with Fang Han.

After meeting Laomo Fang on the battlefield of the Heavenly Demon, they went from the secular world to the fairy world, and then to the upper world, killing and falling in love with each other, and they were constantly entangled.

Along the way, he played the role of a boy giving money to Fang Han, giving away magic weapons, women, face, and finally even the foundation of the sect he founded.

Such great sacrifice without any thought of reward makes people cry.

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed in front of him, and a graceful figure appeared in front of him. It was Feng Baiyu, the headmaster of the Yuhua Sect. When he saw Xiaohuang, he trembled all over. He could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart and rushed forward to grab Xiaohuang.

She kept it.

"Xiao Huang!"

"White Feather!"

The two reunited after a long absence, hugged each other and cried, unable to separate, telling each other their longing for each other that had accumulated for thousands of years.

The couple reunited, but Wang Chen watched with cold eyes, stroking a talisman that looked like gold but not gold, or jade but not jade in his palm.

Feng Baiyu came to Wang Chen and bowed to salute. He spoke sincerely and thanked him from the bottom of his heart, "Thank you so much, fellow Taoist Yuan Chen, for rescuing Bai Yu's married wife. This great kindness will be engraved in Bai Yu's heart and will never be forgotten."

!Please accept my worship!”

Wang Chen was still indifferent, and the command talisman in his palm fell in front of Feng Baiyu.

Astonishingly, it was the token of the Yuhua Sect three thousand years ago, after he became the Supreme Elder of the Yuhua Sect.

"Cause and effect are over, we don't owe each other anything."

After saying that, Wang Chen's figure disappeared from the world.

Feng Baiyu was also stunned for a moment.

Looking at the command talisman in front of him, he realized that Wang Chen was here to return a favor.

"well"

Feng Baiyu sighed quietly and smiled as warmly as the spring breeze.

"Xiaohuang, Yaoguang, let's go home."

…

On the bank of the Longyuan River where the waves are surging and the waves are crashing, a young Taoist in white robe is sitting cross-legged fishing. The fishing rod is just placed by his legs, and the fishing line sinks with the hook. He does not lift it, but looks up at the vast sky.

.

Whoosh, whoosh

From time to time, he could hear the loud sound of the turbulent river water lapping against the rocks on the embankment, but he remained unmoved by the distant and profound gaze. The deep and distant gaze seemed to have penetrated the endless time and space of "all the worlds" and fell into that building.

A huge portal spanning the deepest part of the upper world.

Lowering his head, he looked towards somewhere upstream of the Longyuan River. The fishing rod in his hand swung for the last time along with the current. With a slight shake of his hand, a lively orange carp jumped out of the river. Its scales were illuminated by the light.

The light shone down and fell into the bamboo basket

This "fated" encounter is taking place there.

One has ulterior motives and is intertwined with conspiracies and intrigues; the other is ignorant and confused about everything.

Everything seemed to develop smoothly and normally.

Fang Han fished out the breathless Bai Haichan from the water, picked up the Underworld Picture and the Nine-Aperture Golden Pill on his body, and prepared to bury him on the spot.

However, Bai Haichan suddenly "pretended" and used his "last breath" to talk to Fang Han, leaving all the Nine Apertures Golden Pill and the Huangquan Diagram to Fang Han, and accepted him as his disciple and guided him to become a disciple at Yuhua Sect.

Strive to avenge Fang Qingxue by killing him, and learn the Yuhua Sect's treasure, the Sutra of Ascension, and then bring it back to the Star Gate and ask the star master of the Star Gate to use his magical power to resurrect him!

By the way, I also thoughtfully introduced the settings of the planes to my readers.

Yeah, cute tool man.

Fang Han responded one by one, and Bai Haichan cut open Fang Han's belly, took out his heart, and directly stuffed the Nine Aperture Golden Pill into Fang Han's heart.

With the help of blood circulation, the power of the medicine was delivered to the whole body, completing the cleansing of muscles and marrow, and the effect of rebirth. He also told some outlines of spiritual practice, and soon his breath was cut off, and he left peacefully.

Put the bait on the fishhook again, the fishing rod shook slightly, the thin line drew a beautiful arc in the air, and the fishhook with metallic luster fell into the surging Longli River.

Staring at the fishhook floating on the lake, swaying back and forth with the rushing river water, Wang Chen showed a disapproving smile.

"The Immortal King of Creation is very scheming. He has planned for several epochs just to control the gate of eternal life and obtain the true way to eternal life. He is indeed a great hero. It's a pity..."

From the moment the weapon spirit was taken out of the gate of eternal life by the Lightning Mother Heavenly Lord.

The overall situation has been decided.

No matter how hard the immortal kings tried, it was of no avail.

In the end, it was still all in vain.

…

Looking at Bai Haichan lying on the ground, Fang Han felt very complicated.

He had some feelings for this master whom he had known for less than an hour. After all, Bai Haichan had taught him a lot and broadened his horizons, making him aware of the vastness and splendor of this world.

It's a pity that now he can't find a geomantic treasure land for Bai Haichan to have a grand burial. He can only dig a big hole by the river and bury him in it. When he has the opportunity to bury him alive in the future, or take him to the Star Gate to be buried.

its resurrection.

After finishing his work, it was already three o'clock in the morning. Fang Han, who had buried Bai Haichan, wiped the sweat from his forehead, stuffed the broken Huangquan picture into his arms, and planned to return to Fang's house.

When he turned around, he found a handsome young Taoist standing behind him at some point, looking at him with a smile.

For a moment, Fang Han froze on the spot, his face was pale and dull, his heartbeat was beating like a drum, and his mind was blank.

He was filled with panic and apprehension. It wasn't until the other party came a few steps in front of him that he lowered his eyes slightly and saluted, and whispered softly: "I've met the Taoist priest."

Wang Chen looked at the young man in front of him who nodded and lowered his eyebrows, and was extremely humble.

A lowly horse slave, now does not have the domineering power that a generation of old man who cannibalizes people should have.

Before taking the Nine Apertures Golden Pill, my qualifications were not that good.

But it is one of the pig's feet with the highest return on investment in the Internet literature industry.

After traveling to the eternal world, if you want to lie down, it is very simple.
To be continued...