How many masters are there in the valley?

You don't need to think about it to know that there are at least hundreds of people, and all of them are masters, and in the end, they will eventually find the Divine City.

With so many masters, he wanted to kill them all, and there were even some powerhouses in the realm of heaven and man, how could this be possible? Just thinking about it made Fang Zhong feel incredible.

"I have to kill all the powerhouses in the Divine City before I can get out, but with my current cultivation, I'm afraid I will kill them for a hundred years and a thousand years, right?" Fang Chong was dizzy for a while, and said depressedly: "Master, what if they finally walk out of the Divine City by themselves? For example, if they are all gone, can I leave?"

"Yes, if they really want to leave, and there is not one left, you can be considered to have successfully completed the mission. Guangdaozi smiled, "However, your idea is a little unrealistic, in order to hone the disciples of the next generation, I left a lot of good things in this divine city, how could they be willing to leave?"

As soon as he heard this, Fang Zhong was shocked.

Indeed, there are many treasures in the Divine City, and whoever wants to leave will leave unless they are forced to do so and are afraid that their lives are in danger.

However, there were many masters of the Heavenly and Human Realm, and if they wanted to force the masters of the Heavenly and Human Realm into the danger of life and death, Fang Zhong believed that he did not have this kind of strength in a short period of time.

"Do I really want to spend a hundred years here, a thousand years ......" Fang Zhong was speechless, it was a great thing to get the inheritance of Xuanji Dao, but now he couldn't be happy, he still had his parents, and his sister, and Sister Lin Yan, who had been thinking about it for a long time, Lin Yan was okay, he was a monk in the end, and it shouldn't be a problem to live for thousands and eight hundred years.

But what about his parents? They are all mortals, and although he has provided a lot of elixirs, he will only live for one or two hundred years, one or two hundred years, will he be able to get out of the Divine City?

"Dad, mother, you must wait for me, wait for me to walk out of the Divine City. ”

Fang Zhong looked into the distance and gritted his teeth, since there was no other way, then fight, fight for every minute and every second, and leave the Divine City as soon as possible.

......

The first floor of a nine-story pavilion.

A young man sat cross-legged in the middle, with bursts of glow flowing all over his body, not opening his eyes, but seeming to see everything around him.

A coffee table, two wooden chairs, and murals on the walls in the pavilion......

"These murals are still profound and difficult, I have been observing them for three days, and I have not gained anything, and I am not allowed to enter them at all. The young man sitting in the pavilion suddenly opened his eyes and smiled: "We can't just retreat, we have to go out earlier." ”

For three days, Fang Chongpan sat in the pavilion, carefully observing each mural.

"There are a total of 81 murals here, each of which is different, some are birds, beasts, insects and fish, some are mountains and rivers, some are watery oceans, and some are stunning fairies...... Each mural contains a special secret method, and each mural can have a thousand variations. ”

"I didn't find the doorway for the past three days, but I just saw that these murals were not ordinary. Fang Chong frowned slightly, "How should I go to enlightenment?"

"Huh......" A flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, and he looked at the eighty-one murals again, and the murals in front of him suddenly became different, different from the previous murals.

The original mountains and rivers have become floods, which can drown everything, the original ocean has rolled up huge waves, fighting for nine days, and the original stunning fairy has also become a red and pink skeleton, swimming between thousands of corpses, fluttering with feather sleeves, a step, and a beckoning hand are all wonderful peerless magic......

Fang Zhong was already immersed in it, unable to extricate himself, his eyes didn't know when they closed, only his mind wandered in the eighty-one murals.

A month later, he opened his eyes and couldn't help but laugh: "I understand, I finally understand." ”

"These eighty-one murals are not murals at all, but the eighty-one middle fighting holy law, to be precise, it should be eighty-one esoteric divine arts, and each of these eighty-one divine techniques is extremely mysterious, and it can be completely dismantled and evolved into all kinds of powerful divine arts. ”

Eighty-one murals represent eighty-one divine arts.

And it is not a single divine art, but eighty-one avenues to heaven, which are the essence of divine arts, each of which can evolve into thousands of divine arts.

It wasn't until this moment that Fang Zhong truly realized the power of the Xuanji Dao, and he had a trace of awe for the Xuanji Dao ancestor Xuanji Master who carved the eighty-one murals.

And he also yearns for the upper eight floors of the nine-story pavilion, this first layer is already so profound and powerful, is the upper eight floors even more wonderful?

"Xuanji Dao is worthy of being a heritage that can stand at the peak before ancient times. Fang Zhong sighed, closed his eyes and sank into cultivation.

After he closed his eyes, Guang Daozi's soul void was manifested, and he looked at him with a slight chin: "This kid's understanding is good, he has touched the door so quickly, I believe it won't take long for him to rush to the fifth pavilion, maybe he can succeed in five hundred years." ”

The fifth floor of the nine-story pavilion is already a very high level.

Once Fang Zhong was able to ascend to the fifth layer, it proved that his strength was no longer inferior to that of ordinary Heavenly and Human Realm masters, of course, in the face of Dao Chong, he would still suffer from the Heavenly and Human Realm masters of this level, but there was no problem in signing up, and by that time he would almost be able to leave the Divine City.

It's just that Guangdaozi expects him to need five hundred years, and five hundred years is not a small amount in the eyes of the monks, not to mention Fang Chong's parents, who are mortals?

If Fang Zhong knew that it would take five hundred years to rush to the fifth layer, he would definitely go crazy, in five hundred years, even if he cultivated to a great advancement, what would it be like if he stepped into the realm of heaven and man? Can he change his parents back? No, the son wants to support but does not treat his relatives, and the greatest pain in life is nothing more than this.

Of course, Fang Zhong didn't know all this, he was immersed in cultivation.

At the same time, someone finally stepped into the depths of the Divine City, and the depths of the Divine City were much wider than they imagined, and it could be said that there was a world within.

In this vast area, the center is a blue-black, majestic and tall divine city, standing in the darkness of the depths of the valley, revealing a mysterious aura.

And around the city of God are low mountains, covered with sword marks, in the low mountains there are some damaged divine soldiers, the aura has been lost, but there is no decay, the discerning person can see at a glance that the worst of these damaged divine soldiers are the treasures of the immortal soldier level.

Suddenly, countless people poured into the depths of the valley, searching for treasure among the endless corpses.

There are also people who have stepped into the Divine City, and when Fang Zhong entered the nine-story attic, the gates of the Divine City were all opened, and everyone was surprised that there were many treasures in the Divine City, many of which they had never seen before, such as Panlong Fruit, such as Colorful Immortal Flowers, and so on......

There are countless treasures in the Divine City, but they are also extremely dangerous, and almost every dragon fruit tree is entrenched under a hideous brute beast, with jagged scales and armor on its body, and its aura is extremely powerful.

These brute beasts are guarding the dragon fruit and many treasures, if you want to pick up the treasure, you must fight with them, win and take the treasure, lose, leave your own life, some people who escaped by luck and are seriously injured, for a time the power of these brute beasts is transmitted, which makes people awe-inspired.

At the beginning, if Fang Zheng dared to pick the dragon fruit rashly, he was afraid that he would die before he reached the nine-story pavilion, and sometimes luck is also part of success.

Compared to the outskirts of the valley, the Divine City in the depths of the valley is undoubtedly a true treasure land.

For a time, a large number of people poured into the Divine City, fighting with the brutes and their own people in the Divine City, all to compete for treasures.

At this moment, Fang Zhong resolutely sat on the first floor of the nine-story pavilion, his eyes closed, wandering among the murals outside the objects.

Three months later, he opened his eyes, and there was a gleam in them.

"After three months, I finally understood the 81 murals. Fang Zhong stood up and smiled slightly, the 81 murals were all profound, but he was a monk in the Imperial Sky Realm, and the realm had reached the peak of the Imperial Sky realm, so it was naturally easier to comprehend these 81 murals.

After all, these 81 murals are just the basics.

Fully comprehended the 81 murals, brought Fang Zhong a different baptism, the whole person has undergone a transformation, and the dark injuries suffered in the confrontation with Zhen have also healed silently, and he now feels that his strength seems to be much stronger, and he can play it with his hands is a powerful magic technique, like an antelope hanging horns, without a trace.

"Congratulations, you've figured out the first layer of the mural. Guangdaozi's soul was manifested, "These 81 murals are all-encompassing, there are defenses, there are sealed towns, and the most powerful is the attack, you should also feel it, these 81 murals are the 81 fighting holy law." ”

"Hmm. Fang nodded.

"These 81 kinds of fighting holy methods, each of which can evolve many divine techniques, understand these 81 murals, your current divine attainments have reached the level of a master of the Nirvana realm, and you can play unfathomable divine techniques with a raised hand, and your attack power will be increased by at least two times. Guang Daozi said with a smile: "Now I know how powerful my mystical path is, we don't stop the so-called secret method, but the attack power is ancient and modern, and no one can beat it." ”

81 murals, 81 kinds of fighting holy methods, it is indeed extraordinary, and this is exactly what Fang Zhong needs.

He does not lack secret methods, there are secret books of stars, he believes that he will not lose to anyone in the secret methods, and he is not short of treasures, there are bronze ancient tripods, seven-story pagodas, and beautiful pictures, his treasures are more than most masters of the realm of heaven and man, and the only thing he lacks is the magic of defying the sky, and the powerful attack power.

And the attack power of the Xuanji Dao Inheritance is ancient and unmatched, it is like it was tailor-made for him, and it fits together perfectly.