Another six and thirty-six hours passed.

In the silent cave, a soft sigh was heard.

Xiao Fan, who had been sitting cross-legged and spitting out his luck, opened his eyes. At this time, Xiao Fan's face was full of red light, not like the faint pale face before, at first glance, his qi and blood were extremely vigorous, and even too vigorous to vent.

And so it is.

At this moment, in Xiao Fan's body, a huge force was clashing everywhere, and the aura mana was flowing everywhere in his limbs, and the golden pill and even the sea of qi in the dantian could no longer be contained.

Xiao Fan experienced a similar situation.

Last time in the underground sea of blood in Meuseburgh, after taking two blood pills in succession, the mana in his body was also full, but he couldn't advance again, resulting in a rather dangerous situation. However, this time, it was slightly better than the last time, at least the anger contained in Lei Peng Neidan and the Flame Spirit Blade did not take the opportunity to come out and make trouble. It's just that the qi and blood are too vigorous, and Xiao Fan can barely bear it. But you have to be careful not to use too much mana in an instant.

The meridians in his body, like the riverbank during the flood, are already at their most saturated, and a slightly larger flood peak will come and the riverbank may be washed away.

Xiao Fan didn't try to hit the bottleneck a second time.

His time is limited.

After a little muttering, his hand was raised, and a stream of yellow sand and dust flashed, and the earth puppet appeared, holding his chest with both hands, and stood beside him. Immediately afterwards, Xiao Fan released Heilin again and patted its fluffy head.

Heilin stretched out his little pink tongue and licked the back of his hand with a "whoosh". disappeared into the peach blossom illusion array and disappeared.

After all the defenses are in place. "Qiankun Ding" resurfaced and slowly rotated on his chest. Xiao Fan pinched the trick with his left hand. The right hand shot out one by one and shot into the ding. In a moment, Baoding's light flowed, and bursts of spatial fluctuations spread out to the surroundings.

Before Xiao Fan folded his hands and laid his lower abdomen flat, his body froze and remained motionless.

The next moment, a white light flashed in front of him, and Xiao Fan's spirit body appeared in the small space in the "Qiankun Ding".

Originally, "Qiankun Ding" needed to use the power of space near the ruins of the space passage to enable Xiao Fan to get out of his body. Enter the ding. After experiencing the violent space storm in the stone hall, the space treasure function of the "Qiankun Ding" seems to have been further stimulated, and Xiao Fan's cultivation has been improved, and now he does not need to rely on other spatial powers, with all his strength, Xiao Fan's spirit body can also get out of his body and enter the Dingzhong.

Xiao Fan, who came out of the wall, was already very familiar with the qiē in front of him, and he turned three times and two times. I went to the courtyard where the Qingyang patriarch lived every day, but I didn't see the Qingyang patriarch pouring tea under the tree and entertaining himself.

Xiao Fan's mind turned, and he immediately understood.

No doubt. Patriarch Qingyang is in retreat and cultivating the "Appearance of Heaven and Man". After staying in the "Qiankun Ding" for more than a thousand years, the spirit body of the Qingyang Patriarch has long been weakened, whether he can reshape the condensed spirit body by cultivating the "Heavenly and Human Appearances". It's still an unknown. If you can reshape your spiritual body, you may still be able to leave this Sumeru space. When you see the light of day again, otherwise. You can only enter the six realms of reincarnation.

Xiao Fan naturally didn't bother the cultivation of the Qingyang Patriarch, and went straight to the backyard and stood in front of the Ancestor Treasure Pavilion. When encountering great difficulties, it has become Xiao Fan's habit to think of the Ancestor Treasure Pavilion for the first time.

In the main altar of Wuling Valley, in the cave of the old man surnamed Yin, Xiao Fan really didn't dare to risk sacrificing the "Qiankun Ding". This treasure is too tempting, and it will cause certain spatial fluctuations, even if there is a Peach Blossom Illusion Array prohibition, Xiao Fan is not sure that he can hide the divine sense of the old monster.

Regardless of whether the impact on the bottleneck in the late stage of Jindan was successful or not, Xiao Fan would find a way to enter the Sumeru space and try his luck in the Ancestor Treasure Pavilion.

There has been a precedent of returning in the Treasure Pavilion without success, and whether he can gain anything from entering the Treasure Pavilion again, to be honest, Xiao Fan has no bottom in his heart. can only hope for the Wuji Heavenly Venerable Gong Shen Creation, and he has already calculated his current predicament.

Although Xiao Fan also sensed that before the Yuan Shen was completely solidified, forcibly using the Yuan Shen's out-of-body supernatural power to let the spirit body enter the Sumeru space would cause some damage to the power of the Yuan Shen, but at this time, even if it took some risks, it was worth a try.

The stone door of the Ancestor Treasure Pavilion opened silently, Xiao Fan floated in, and the stone door slowly closed.

Standing at the starting point of the Treasure Pavilion, Xiao Fan sensed it slightly, and suddenly became overjoyed. He clearly felt the invisible guiding force. As long as you have this intuition every time, you can always get something.

So far, the three treasures he had obtained in the Ancestral Treasure Pavilion were almost earth-shattering. Whether it is the Flame Spirit Blade, the Silver Wing Lei Peng Neidan and the Essence Blood, or the Antarctic Immortal Weng's Elixir Garden, they are by no means comparable to ordinary treasures. Although Xiao Fan had not really seen the best magic weapons, he faintly felt that these three treasures were by no means comparable to ordinary best magic weapons.

It's just that with his current cultivation, he can't stimulate the power of these treasures at all.

Including the Antarctic Immortal Weng Elixir Garden, these treasures are really a little aggrieved in his hands.

As a result, Xiao Zhenren was not greedy enough, ran in again, and actually got guidance.

At that moment, Xiao Fan followed the guidance of his intuition, turned a few corners, and came to a closed jade room. The power of guidance is gone. Xiao Fan did not hesitate, took a deep breath, and immersed the power of divine thoughts into the chaotic pattern on the door of the jade room.

"Amitabha—"

A loud Buddha horn sounded in Xiao Fan's ears.

Xiao Fan hurriedly looked up, only to see the distant sky, golden light shining, an auspicious cloud, rolling in, endless Buddha light, revealing from the auspicious clouds. Seeing such a strange scene, Xiao Fan was stunned for a moment.

That auspicious cloud seemed to be extremely slow, but in the blink of an eye, it was in front of you.

The clouds flashed to both sides, and a statue of the Buddha with golden light appeared all over his body. This Buddha is six feet tall, with three eyes, three heads and eight arms, and his appearance is very peculiar. In each palm, there is a magic weapon of Buddha's light through the sky, one of which is a seven-story exquisite pagoda, the whole body is carved in gold, and the surface is full of thunder and light, which is particularly eye-catching.

"The ...... of the King of Bishamen"

Xiao Fan suddenly only felt that his mouth was dry, his eyes were straight, his lips moved, and he blurted out a thunderous name.

King Bishamon!

Also known as Duowen Heavenly King, one of the four protectors of Buddhism, the Buddha's name is Baosheng, and his status in Buddhism is extremely respected.

The Buddha in the center of the Heavenly King Bishamen had his eyes wide open, looked down at him condescendingly, and said slowly: "If you can come here, you are destined. I have a delicate pagoda, the name of the tower is as good as it gets, there are thousands of changes, the magic power is vast, now to give you, can you be? ”

The sound rumbled, like thunder, and all the nine heavens and ten earths were buzzing.

The golden pagoda in the Buddha's hand, the Buddha's light shines brightly, and it is dazzling.

Xiao Fan couldn't help but bow down and bow, and said respectfully: "Disciple Xiao Fan, see the Buddha." Thank you Buddha for the treasure! ”

"Thou shalt rejoice slowly, the pagoda is psychic, and thou shalt choose its own master. Be careful! ”

King Bishamen said without hesitation.

"Buddha mercy!"

Xiao Fan bowed down again.

The king of Bishamen bowed his head slightly, raised his arm, and the golden pagoda rose into the air, rising against the storm, turning into a giant in the air, like Mount Tai pressing the top, and suppressed it violently.

Xiao Fan was shocked.

After a few treasure extractions, he already knew that this was just a battle of divine thoughts, but it was just as dangerous. Once defeated, not only may you not get the treasure, but it will cause serious damage to your senses.

It's just that the battle with the Divine Mind of the Heavenly King of Bishamen, as long as you think about it, makes people tremble.

The difference in strength between the two sides is too great. Even if it is an innate spirit like the Silver Wing Lei Peng, it is far from being comparable to the Bishamen Heavenly King. Maybe the Antarctic Immortal Emperor has this divine power, but that time he got the Elixir Garden, Xiao Fan only broke the phantom array, and from beginning to end, he didn't see the manifestation of the Antarctic Immortal Weng's divine thoughts.

This time, it was King Bishamen who came and fought face to face.

Seeing that the pagoda was suppressed with a thunderous force, Xiao Fan subconsciously wanted to dodge, and his spirit body moved, but he found that the air around him had already surpassed gold and iron, and he couldn't move a single inch at all.

In desperation, Xiao Fan had to let out a loud shout, and his whole body turned silvery-white, which was the kind of color with a trace of blood after taking the giant spirit fruit, and it was also rising against the storm, and it was as high as more than ten zhang at once, although compared with the Ruyi Linglong Tower, it was still not at the same level at all, and it was much stronger than the small figure just now.

Xiao Fan's knees were slightly bent, his body squatted slightly, his arms were raised, and he struck towards the Ruyi Linglong Tower.

At the moment when his hands touched the base of the Ruyi Linglong Tower, Xiao Fan clearly heard the sound of bones clicking. Even though he was only fighting now, the sound of this click was extremely clear. A completely irresistible force was pressed down.

Xiao Fan struggled to persevere.

But the pagoda was too large and too heavy, and it was simply not something he could resist with his flesh and blood, and in an instant, every joint in his body gurgled, and it seemed that the next moment, he would be crushed to pieces.

Xiao Fan tried his best, but to no avail.

Just when his eyes were black and he was about to lose his hold, the huge force on his arms suddenly retracted, and the huge tower rose into the air, turning into a few inches tall in a blink of an eye, slowly rotating in mid-air.

Xiao Fan let out a long sigh of relief, only to feel that there was no pain in his body.

It feels so real.

Since Xiao Fan came to practice martial arts, he had never felt anything like this, this was the first time.

King Bishamen looked at him lightly, his face expressionless.

Xiao Fan's heart sank to the bottom all of a sudden.

Could it be that this test is over, and he has no guò?

Buddhism is powerful, and he will not hurt his life at will, but the king of Bishamen also made it clear that the pagoda is psychic and will choose its own master. Now he can't pass the first level, and I'm afraid that this treasure will not look down on him.

Psychic treasures, they are definitely not willing to follow a master who is not capable of controlling themselves at all. (To be continued......)