Leaving the general's tent, Fang Zhongxin was still unable to calm down.

He really wanted to ask Chen Zhan what kind of sect those powerful Xuanmen were in his mouth, but this was impossible, Chen Zhan wouldn't tell him, and Qi Chongwu didn't know, so he could only wait to explore them one by one in the future.

Fangzhong's thousand-household tents are still there, and they are very clean and spotless.

He took out the stone box from under the bed of the tent from the old man who had called the old man in the blacksmith in Nanjun, thought about it in his heart, and finally opened it.

There is only one ancient scripture in the stone box, all of which are silver, as if made of some special material, which seems to be very extraordinary, and there is a faint coolness seeping out from it, so that the entire stone box is covered with a layer of frost, and there are frost grains densely.

"This is ice silk. Mei'er's voice appeared in Fang Chong's mind, looking a little surprised, "It turned out to be an ancient scripture woven with ice silk, it seems that the origin is extraordinary." ”

"Ice silk, what is that?" Fang Chong was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously.

"Ice silk is a kind of silk spit out by the ice silkworm of the divine insect, which is very tough, invulnerable to water and fire, invulnerable, even those so-called masters of the Xuanmen cannot break it, and it is naturally cold, it is very good for the body, it can be woven into inner armor, and the defense is amazing. ”

"So powerful!" Fang Zhong was startled, and looked at the ancient scripture in the stone box again, there were three big characters written on the page, simple and pale, as strong as a dragon - "Fire Resisting the Sutra".

The Fire Sutra, as the name suggests, should be a method of controlling the flames.

Fang Zhong picked up the ancient scriptures, and suddenly there was a cool feeling seeping out, very comfortable, he opened the ancient scriptures, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.

Sure enough, this "Fire Sutra" is really about flames, which mentions some extremely strange flames, all of which are extremely strange and have very peculiar effects, some can be forged, some can be refined, and some can even be reborn in Nirvana.

In fact, when he thought about it, he was relieved, this ancient scripture was passed down from the blacksmith shop, which is naturally related to forging, and the most important point in forging is flame.

Reading along the pages of the ancient scriptures, Fang Zhong became more and more surprised, and felt that he had really picked up a treasure.

I don't know how many years this ancient scripture has been inherited, but it is definitely a buried treasure, and the various fire-resisting techniques recorded in it are extremely magical, almost like the Tao, and the other party is really suitable for it to recount, and it can completely make his experience a deformation.

"Moreover, relying on this ancient scripture and adding the "Twelve Articles of Forging", my forging skills should also be sublimated. ”

Fang Zhong also thought of forging, with the fire resistance technique in this ancient scripture, coupled with the forging technique of the "Twelve Chapters of Forging", he could definitely forge an extraordinary divine weapon!

"It's not just a divine soldier. At this time, Mei'er's voice came again, with a little exclamation, and said: "The fire resistance technique in this ancient scripture is very magical, if it is really as recorded in this ancient scripture, and then combined with the "Forging Twelve Chapters", you can almost forge a magic weapon." ”

The magic weapon is something that only the Xuanmen monks have, beyond the existence of the divine weapon, and the mysterious formation is engraved in it, and there is a heavenly way implied in it, and the power is huge.

However, the forging of magic weapons is not easy, and there is nothing that can be done if you are not a master of Xuanmen.

But now Fang Zhong can break this law, relying on the "Fire Sutra" and the "Twelve Chapters of Forging", he can cast magic weapons in the body of a mortal, and it will definitely cause a sensation if it is passed out.

"If I really cast a magic weapon, it will be a big hole card for me, just imagine, everyone else thinks of me as a mortal, but suddenly I play a magic weapon, that scene ....." Fang Zhong thought in his heart, showing a sinister smile, this thing is definitely the supreme weapon of the pit people.

Solemnly put away the "Fire Sutra", Fang Zhong also put the third piece of Qiankun jade into the stone box, and carried the stone box with him.

He planned to go back to Ningcang County, and now that the three pieces of Qiankun Jade were in his hands, he was eager to know if the ten in it were really pregnant.

On the official road leading from Zhaonan County to Ningcang County, a ride is dusty, as fast as the wind, and it is a precious black horse.

And the person on the Black Nightmare horse is naturally Fang Chong, he asked the Red Tiger Army for half a month of long vacation, and he hurried all the way, planning to rush back to Ningcang County.

It was very calm along the way, and none of the bandits jumped out when they showed the Black Wind Ridge, they were scared by the Red Tiger Army, and now they were terrified when they saw the armor mark of the Red Tiger Army, and when they saw Fang Chong, they were all hiding far away, who else dared to come out of the catastrophe there?

Back at his home in Ningcang County, Fang Chong waved away all his subordinates, and without even informing the Lan clan and Fang Yu, he entered the secret room with Fang Zongqing.

This secret room was built secretly by Fang Zongqing, it was very secretive, and it was paved with black iron mixed with star-patterned steel, which could isolate the sound, even if there was a big movement, it would not be noticed outside.

Fang Zhong took out the stone box, took out the Qiankun jade from it and handed it to Fang Zongqing, and said, "Dad, look at this thing." ”

"This is?" Fang Zongqing's eyes suddenly lit up, his face changed, and he was extremely excited, "Chong'er, this is ..... This is the third piece of Qiankun jade!"

"Well, it's the third Qiankun jade, and now that our family has collected three Qiankun jade, I think we should be able to open the big secret. ”

"You have really collected three pieces of Qiankun Jade! It is said that it contains a great secret, and there is a great inheritance of ancient power, and now you can finally find out. Fang Zongqing was very excited, this Qiankun jade has been inherited by their family for hundreds of years, just for this day.

Without any extra nonsense, Fang Zhong put the three pieces of Qiankun Jade together, held his breath, and retreated to the side with Fang Zongqing to watch nervously.

After a while, there was no movement, and the three pieces of Qiankun jade were still the same.

"How can this be, there is no movement at all. Fang Zhong frowned and said in a low voice.

"It shouldn't be. Fang Zongqing walked around the Qiankun Jade and said, "The three Qiankun Jade Cubes have been gathered, how can there be no movement?"

"Did we forget something, or is the legend simply fake, and there is no so-called great secret in the Qiankun Jade?"

"No, the legend can't be fake, there's definitely something in it that we don't know. Fang Zongqing frowned, feeling very confused, didn't he say that the three pieces of Qiankun Jade could be opened when they were gathered, why didn't he even react at all?

In the end, they didn't open the Qiankun jade, the three pieces of jade are still simple and have a cantonic atmosphere, but they are like stubborn stones, extremely ordinary.

In this regard, Fang Zhong was not in a hurry, anyway, the three pieces of Qiankun Jade had already arrived, and in time, he would eventually find a way to open it.

Unable to open the Qiankun Jade, Fang Zongqing was a little regretful, but Fang Zhong was very calm, he had gained enough. The cultivation perception of the two hookah pavilion fox spirits, "The Book of Fire", "Forging Twelve..... These are extraordinary and take a lot of time to understand.

Put the Qiankun jade into the stone box together with the "Fire Sutra", Fang Zhong put it away with him, and left the secret room with Fang Zongqing.

After a good meal with his family, Fang Zhong walked in the moonlight, came to his own garden, quietly crossed his knees, and began to comprehend the cultivation of the two fox spirits in the Hookah Pavilion.

He didn't act rashly, and directly abandoned the section of the psychic realm and the imperial sky realm, and focused all on the cultivation and perception of the two of them in the innate realm.

"Innate and one, mixed elements are like one ......"

The avenue of perception, the mystery and the mystery, one by one in the center of gravity, there are other people's experiences in front of him, he has taken a lot of detours, and he can directly comprehend the avenue and go straight to the innate.

For three days and three nights, Fang Zhong didn't move half a step, and in the middle of the cross-knee flower tree, he quietly comprehended the mysteries of the Great Dao, and fell into a strange realm.

"Chong'er, what's the matter, it's been three days. Lan was worried, frowning.

"Brother, he's going to be fine, right?" Fang Yu couldn't help asking.

"It's okay, Chong'er is cultivating, this kind of opportunity for an epiphany is very rare, let's not disturb him, and order all the subordinates not to approach. Fang Zongqing looked very calm, with a faint smile on his face, and he was proud to have such a son.

Knowing that Fang Chong was cultivating, Fang Zongqing and Lan Clan, Fang Yu did not disturb him, and ordered his subordinates not to approach, and some people who heard that Fang Chong was back and wanted to visit were also rejected one by one.

For seven days, Fang Zhong was like dead wood, motionless, his eyes closed, a layer of dust accumulated on his body, and dried petals were lying horizontally.

This is a kind of deep-level enlightenment, it is an endless deduction of the mind, it is very time-consuming, a few days is too short for him, some Xuanmen masters are in retreat for a few years, and the flowers bloom in a snap of their fingers, and it is not strange that things are human or wrong, not to mention that he is only a few days.