The Honghuang Bone Hall has been passed down for a long time, and it is almost impossible to verify its Yuanyuan years. It is one of the most ancient and mysterious places in Tianyuan. The various magic treasures and classics in the collection are already a Taoist collection that can make the top avenues of China covet, not to mention the various divine substances and bone treasures they have collected over the years. One of the more important reasons is that the prehistoric The power of the remnants comes from the blood, so they consume very little resources, so although they don't deliberately collect them like other orthodoxy, but after slowly accumulating, they have a lot of collections.
"Your generation of juniors is already the strongest generation since ancient times. The chance of good luck and even talent have surpassed the past, and you are the top figure in this generation of juniors. However, compared with those talented juniors of the Protoss, there is still some gap. After all, their power is brought in their blood, and cannot be created by accumulation of resources, nor can it be made up by hard work. Can rely on time to accumulate advantages... ”
Old King Jinjiao sighed deeply: "It's just that what you lack the most now is time. In times of chaos, even I feel a little confused. I don't know what the general situation will be in the future. All you can do is to improve as quickly as possible." My own strength has grown. This time, the old man has thought for a long time and chose you to do this important event. Naturally, it is impossible for you to go away empty-handed. Whether it is a reward or a helping hand, our Great Desolate Bone Palace In Daozang, but there are things you need, you can take them away..."
"This... this... can you take it casually?"
Even with Fang Xing's eyesight, he was a little stunned at this moment. He slowly walked in front of several treasure houses behind the Honghuang Bone Hall, his eyes seemed to be shining. Everyone said that the dragons love treasures, no matter how useful they are He always likes to collect good things when he doesn't need them. He has seen them before at Longnu's place. There are many treasures in the small treasure house of the Nanhai Liuli Palace Dojo, but now he sees the collection of Honghuang Bone Hall. These alien dragons are not inferior to Canglanhai in this respect...
"My Honghuang Bone Palace Taoist Collection is divided into ten halls. The first hall is for the world's rare treasures, all-encompassing; the second hall is for the world's supernatural powers. Treasures in the world, Faxuan gods and immortals of all ranks are available; the fourth hall is the panacea and medicine, which is not inferior to the families of Shenzhou; the fifth hall is the bone treasure of the sages, with endless magical powers and runes... "
Ao Gu Xiaowang was beside Fang Xing, slowly introducing, with a rather proud expression, and at the same time persuaded: "Fang Xing, friend, the battle of Bai Yujing has come, it can be seen that you have at least one level with the low-level Sanxian now." The power of war, but now that I see you, I find that you have not yet crossed the catastrophe, but through some kind of magical method, you have the foundation not to lose to Sanxian. In my opinion, this step is still early. It's wonderful, even if it's just going through a thunder calamity, it will be extremely terrible for the improvement of one's cultivation base. It’s an amazing creation!”
"Hehe, crossing the catastrophe, crossing the catastrophe, if it is so easy, then it can't be called a 'tribulation'!"
Fang Xing knew that Ao Gu was telling the truth, but he got angry when he heard it. Ever since Eleventh Uncle Bai Qianzhang had spent his whole life to show him the path of cultivation for fellow saint demon practitioners, he knew what he should do. Improving one's realm and strength, but it's easy to say, but hard to do. His attacking technique combines the killing technique, the inheritance of the sword demon and even the method of slaughtering immortals in Fuyao Palace, and is based on the path pointed out by the eleventh uncle Ji finally took the embryonic form of the "Massacre Divine Law", and he was on the right path.
But for him, the two paths of practice cannot be deviated from each other, and they need to be supplemented by each other. What restricts him now is the cultivation method of the fairy baby. The fairy baby is an ancient method of the fairy way. He became a fairy baby and took the first step, but he was a little confused about how to proceed. On this point, he really admired Fuyao Gong Shao Situ Nie Qianhong. Du Jie has already walked ahead of him, relying on his personal comprehension and talent in practice, which cannot be learned.
Now the biggest obstacle that stands on Fang Xing's path of cultivation is the fairy baby crossing the catastrophe!
It's not the exchange of samadhi and real fire, but the real fairy baby crossing the catastrophe, washing and refining the fairy baby with thunder catastrophe!
After being bathed in thunder and calamity, you are Sanxian!
Even if there is an extra word "San" in front of the word "Xian", it is still a refined expression!
Aogu could see the problem, but he still didn't understand Fang Xing, and what he said made Fang Xing very disdainful.
"I am not a human race, and the way of practice is different from yours, but I have a lot of understanding. The cultivation of the human race is nothing more than the words wealth and law. Money is resources, and law is the method. Both are indispensable, and in my prehistoric bone palace , all kinds of resources are very rich, can there be nothing you need? All kinds of methods are all-inclusive, can't they solve your confusion? If you are worried about the crisis when you cross the catastrophe, then you have no defense, whether it is Xiao Wang or me Father, I can protect the Dharma for you, so, isn’t my Great Desolate Bone Palace a great creation of your practice?”
Little Wang Aogu was quite unconvinced, and thought to himself that it would be no problem to help a human race step into the realm of crossing the catastrophe with the background of the Great Desolate Bone Palace.
"Hehe, trapped on the bottleneck, the Three Thousand Ways, can't compare to a thread of inspiration..."
Fang Xing gave a wry smile, and didn't bother to explain anything to the little Aogu.
Speaking of it, the human race is really at a disadvantage compared with the relics of the wild and the three thousand gods. Those races are all born with blood, and they can just grow up honestly. What needs to be tempered is nothing more than some fighting skills and even the operation of natural supernatural powers. The human race is different, with ups and downs at every step, and bottlenecks in the road. If you want to grow up, you need to overcome obstacles one by one, almost endless...
"Oh, that's a pity. I thought I could give you a hand with the Daozang of the ten halls of the Great Desolate Bone Hall!"
Seeing that Fang Xing had already looked at all ten halls, but found nothing that could help him, Aogu Xiaowang also felt a little regretful, so he was about to take Fang Xing away, but Fang Xing stood still , turned back from the tenth hall to the first hall, and said with a smile: "But there are still some things I can use. Since you are so generous, I will forcefully take some!"
"Um?"
Little Wang Aogu has come alive. For their Honghuang Bone Palace, they are not afraid that Fang Xing will take things, but they are afraid that he will not take them. Old Wang Jiao made the arrangement, so he laughed when he heard Fang Xing's words, and slowly slid his silver wings across the ground, saying: "You're welcome, just speak up if you need it!"
"Well, I need a magic weapon for storage, preferably a bigger one, alas, it's a pity that my little ivory tower is not with me..."
Fang Xing sighed and said, although Xiao Wang Aogu thought it was a little strange, he still ordered someone to bring a Qiankun cloth bag over, and Fang Xing accepted it with a smile, holding the little thing in one hand and pointing with the other. The hall slowly began to scroll down: "Well, that thing is good, maybe you will need it in the future... That one is also good, it's a good collection... Little girl, you will get married in the future, so prepare more dowry... Yes, pretend to be strong, the family motto of our old Fang family is to never show mercy when robbing the enemy... "
Aogu Xiaowang, who was still smiling all over his face, gradually changed his face. After a while, he couldn't cry anymore.
Didn't the little devil just say that these things can't help him
Now he has started looting unceremoniously and frantically, and the most valuable ones in each temple are selected. I don't know where his vicious eyes came from, and he was able to extract the most valuable treasures from this dazzling array of magic weapons. pick something out...
"Daddy, you will never be lenient when robbing an enemy, but Uncle Yinjiao is not an enemy..."
On the contrary, the little thing still has some conscience, one sentence moved Xiao Wang Aogu very much.
But Fang Xing's words immediately made him furious: "So we don't plan to empty it..."
"Oh, I see, the enemy will take them all, and the friends will keep half..."
The little thing obediently wrote down everything Fang Xing said, just like when the dragon girl taught her before.
And Ao Gu, who was following behind, wanted to cry without tears, thinking what a good child has been taught...
"Hey, what are those things?"
Going straight to the seventh hall, although Fang Xing was ruthless, he really didn't put away many things, not even 30% of all the collections in the Honghuang Bone Hall. I don't like it, and although the storage magic weapon brought by Aogu Xiaowang is not small, it is incomparable with the ivory tower. If you take too many things, it will be full, and the weight will increase accordingly. Now that The Teng Snake was tired of sticking out its tongue with the storage bag on its back, but it just didn't dare to disobey Fang Xing's order...
But at this time, Fang Xing inadvertently saw a precious cart in the corridor, which was piled up to the brim, but it was full of dilapidated classics and remnants of soldiers, as well as some fairy grass and spirit seeds, which were messy and unreliable. Like the rest of the halls, there are some categories, clearly, and the atmosphere of the objects on it is also very mixed, it looks like a cart of rags, which is extremely inconspicuous.
"Oh, those are some mysterious coffins from the Demon Abyss Profound Realm before. We managed to get them, but they haven't been returned to the warehouse..."
Aogu Xiaowang said casually, he just hoped that Fang Xing would leave their treasure house soon.
"The thing in the mysterious coffin?"
Fang Xing was slightly taken aback, and walked over involuntarily. The more he looked at it, the more strange it became. There seemed to be something in the pile of old things that was calling him, and even exuded a familiar aura, which made him feel that the blood in his heart was floating. , there was a hint of joy, it was a very strange feeling, when he didn't look at the pile of old things, he didn't feel any sense at all, when he walked past here for the first time, he didn't even notice it, but now he caught it by chance , but felt more and more urgent in his heart, and heard some kind of calling...