How strong this mirror was, Fang Zhuo was naturally not sure. So when he lifted the sword, it naturally fell very slowly. When the tip of the sword touched the mirror, Fang Zhuo nervously observed the subtle changes in the mirror. He didn't know the material of the mirror, but he knew that the mirror was absolutely priceless! If he accidentally destroyed the mirror, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

As a result, Fang Zhuo was extremely shocked!

The tip of the sword touched the mirror, and the mirror did not change. Fang Zhuo naturally studied the materials of various spiritual materials, and he deduced that the density was so dense that even the divine sense could block it, and even the innate spiritual power could block it, and the hardness of this material should be outrageous!

And so it turned out!

Fang Zhuo slowly withdrew the strength in his hand, and the heavy sword body slowly pressed against the tip of the sword. The sword weighs more than 10,000 catties, and the weight of such a heavy weight is pressed on a small sharp tip of the sword, and its strength can be imagined. However, Fang Zhuo was surprised to see that there was only a small depression on the mirror!

This is ............ Fang Zhuo pondered for a moment, feeling that this situation was a little strange. He picked up his sword, and the little depression was gone. Falling, the depression reappears.

At first, Fang Zhuo thought that this should be a super elasticity of the material, but after carefully observing it, he didn't feel like it!

This material is very strange.

In this case, according to Fang Zhuo's experience, there is only one kind, and that is that this material is very soft!

Supple?

Fang Zhuo didn't feel like it. With such a hard material, the sword can only press out a small dent, and it will be very soft?!

Fang Zhuo held the hilt of the Slashing Sword. There was a deep groan. Slowly start to add force to the hilt!

100 pounds. Thousands of catties, 10,000 catties ............. Fang Zhuo slowly strengthened, the more surprised he was in his heart. The material of this thing is undoubtedly very special! As the force increases, a little bit of dent is slowly expanding. But that's not all. Fang Zhuo slowly increased the amount of force to the maximum, and the huge force of hundreds of thousands of catties was pressed down vertically, but it only stabbed a depression less than half an inch deep on that thing!

At first, Fang Zhuo had been worried that this thing would be destroyed by his own random attempts. But now he was slowly trying it out. I became more and more curious about this thing. I'm afraid that even if I try my best, I won't be able to damage it even a little bit.

Retracting the long sword, Fang Zhuo was worried. This thing is incomparably dense, but it is full of elasticity, which cannot be penetrated by the divine sense, and the touch will produce a terrifying chill. Speaking of which, this material was actually able to completely seal the incomparably cold cold air inside, and he couldn't feel it from the outside, which really made Fang Zhuo puzzled.

Perhaps seeing that Fang Zhuo was so shocked that he was helpless, Monk Shan Ke took a sip of spiritual wine, shook his head and said, "What's wrong?

Fang Zhuo did not answer. He stared at the mirror for a long time. Suddenly, his hands moved, and his ten fingers conjured up countless finger shadows. Strings of tiny runes shimmering with colorful light fell towards the mirror!

There was no other way, Fang Zhuo's most powerful killer weapon was the Soul Witch Forbidden.

"Is this ............?!" Monk Shanke's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked out from the Yin Hall, and the fantastic runes drew a line of spiritual light in his eyes. Monk Silent suddenly shouted: "All Spirits Witch Forbidden! Xuanyuan Lao'er actually passed on the Soul Witch Forbidden to you?!"

This time, he didn't say anything about the Xuanyuan Emperor, and even called out "Xuanyuan Lao'er". This simple title, on the one hand, shows that the status of Monk Shanke in the immortal world is definitely not low, and on the other hand, it also shows that his relationship with Emperor Xuanyuan is actually extraordinary!

"That's it. Monk Shanke said: "Originally, I just wanted to see how you hit the wall, but now that you have the Soul Witch Forbidden, I won't say much." If you kid have something to do now, let's deal with it first. ”

When Fang Zhuo heard this, he took the finger talisman and asked, "Monk, what do you mean?"

Monk Shanke said: "First, you have to solve some things that need to be dealt with in front of you. If this thing is completed with your current strength using the Forbidden Sacrifice of the Spirits and Witches, it is estimated that one or two hundred years will be enough. Of course, you first have to make sure that you can live that long. ”

Fang Zhuo was dumbfounded.

He just felt that the Soul Witch Forbidden could actually penetrate into the mirror, and he was so happy that he died. Now after listening to the words of Monk Shanke, I almost fainted directly! Although the Qi cultivation period can be regarded as a slight achievement in cultivation, there is very little extension of the life limit. Normally, a monk in the Qi cultivation period can live to be one hundred and twenty years old after reaching the peak of Qi cultivation, which is considered good. It is an exception for a few monks who are in excellent health to live to be 150 years old. During the foundation building period, the life span of monks is between 200 and 300. According to Monk Shanke, after Fang Zhuo built the foundation, I am afraid that he would have to sacrifice to death in one breath before he could complete the sacrifice of this treasure.

"As for the matter of the sacrifice, you don't have to worry too much, monk, I drank your wine and ate your meat, I have to do something for you. Monk Shan Ke burped comfortably and said.

Fang Zhuo frowned, these words really made him feel relieved, it seemed that this ancestor was going to help him. However, this sentence "eating your meat" always made Fang Zhuo feel a little uncomfortable.

"You have to lay the foundation, and you have to lay on this thing. Now that you've found it, what about your foundation-building business, monk, I'll help you. Monk Shanke said lazily: "However, your foundation is extraordinary, and I don't think it will be completed in a few years." So if you have something to do now, monk, I can do it. ”

How many years?!Fang Zhuo was stunned for a moment. Although the monk said earlier that foundation building is extremely important, it seems that in the current cultivation world, although foundation building is often unattainable, it seems that it is not very difficult to break through the barrier of foundation building?

However, Fang Zhuo immediately came back to his senses. He asked eagerly, "Monk, what you said is true?!"

"The monks don't speak, what you just asked is nonsense. Monk Shanke rolled his eyes and said.

Fang Zhuo opened his mouth and said, "Then can you help me send a message of peace to the master?"

Monk Shanke rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand, and said, "Bring the messenger." ”

At such a distance, the teleportation charm was naturally useless. However, Fang Zhuo knew that the method of the monk was the method of the immortal family, so he didn't talk nonsense, and directly gave him a messenger.

Monk Shanke twisted the messenger in his hand and said, "You send a divine sense, and I will send it back to you." Fang Zhuo saw that the spiritual light on the messenger flickered slightly, so he sent his own message of peace into it. With a flick of Monk Shanke's fingers, the communication talisman suddenly flew out, straight into the air, and disappeared directly. Fang Zhuo looked at it stupidly for a long time, but found no trace of the messenger. He looked at the empty air in front of him suspiciously, and couldn't think of what means the monk used.

"Walk through the air. I sent it into the other side of the space, and the other side came out of the air as well, as simple as that. Seeing Fang Zhuo's puzzled look, Monk Shanke explained.

Fang Zhuo was stunned!

Cultivators, it is said that they are not at the realm of the Yuan Infant Level, even if they can tear apart the space by special means, they do not dare to enter the other side of the space. Because the strength of the physical body can't withstand the tearing of the spatial turbulence at all! As soon as you step into the void, you will be torn to pieces by the spatial turbulence!

A small communication talisman can actually pass through the void, this method can be described as incredible.

"There won't be any problems with that, right?" Fang Zhuo asked stupidly. Although it was just a messenger, the means that Monk Shanke showed were far beyond his imagination. There was no need to tear the space with his hands at all, and there was no sign of tearing the spatial barrier, and the messenger disappeared suddenly. When the spatial barrier is broken, the surrounding aura fluctuates violently, but when the monk casts the spell, there is no abnormality at all.

Monk Lonely glanced at him and buried himself in drinking.

Fang Zhuo smiled wryly, and then took out a jade bottle. He used the jade bottle to encapsulate some absolute poison spiritual water, and said, "Monk, this jade bottle is going to be given to that Wancheng Poison Venerable, do you think it's okay?" Although there is a monk who is silent, Fang Zhuo doesn't have to worry about the prohibition of that immortal bone will be invalid at all, but the exchange of immortal bones for absolute poison spiritual water is a matter of realizing what he said to Wancheng Poison Venerable, Fang Zhuo doesn't want to lose his trust.

Monk Shanke said: "Give me the teleportation charm or space marker." Fang Zhuo took out a jade talisman, which was a distress talisman given to him by the Ten Thousand Vehicles Poison Venerable, in case he needed it on the road.

Monk Silent Ke waved his hand, and the jade talisman and jade bottle in Fang Zhuo's hand disappeared at the same time.

This time, Fang Zhuo didn't look at it anymore, and he didn't ask, just pondering and not saying anything.

Monk Shanke sent away the jade bottle, feeling Fang Zhuo's thoughts, he said lightly: "You have to think clearly. This can be done or not. If you do, there is a possibility that the war will be unfolded in the future, and it will affect your wife and children and even the entire family. But if you don't, you won't be able to reach them in the future. ”

Fang Zhuo knew that what the monk said was the truth, he nodded with a wry smile, and said, "I miss my wife and children, but I can't go home." According to the elders of the sect, my country of Dayu is very exclusive to cultivation, and there are absolutely no cultivators in the country. The people of our country all enter the Tao with martial arts, and cultivate another way. With my current strength, if I go back and can't even see my home, I will be expelled. If you are a little tougher, you will be killed. ”

"How so?" said Monk Shike, frowning.

"I don't know. Fang Zhuo said: "I only heard that it seems that the cultivation world has done something indebted to Dayu in the past, so Dayu has banned cultivation in the whole country." ”

Monk Shanke nodded: "It is very likely that this is the case." ”

If this were not the case, there would be no explanation why this country hated cultivators so much.

"Zheng", the monk flicked his fingers, and the connection between Fang Zhuo and his wife and children rang out.

"Anyway, do it or not? Men are iron-blooded, don't want mother-in-law and mother-in-law. (To be continued.) )