According to Fang Xin's knowledge, the highest level of the current Yangtian Great World's existing techniques was the Xuan Rank, and this level of cultivation was only possible for cultivators who were at the top of the entire Yangtian Great World to practice.

Among the top forces in the Southern Regions like the Demon God Palace, the highest-level techniques were only the Yellow Rank Intermediate Level, and they didn't even have the Yellow Rank Advanced Techniques, let alone possess this Xuan Rank Elementary like the one Fang Xin was holding in his hand.

It can be said that the techniques that Fang Xin can practice in his hands now are much better than those of the Demon God Palace, the top force in the Southern Regions, and I have to say that Fang Xin's luck is really good.

This was originally something that the Blood Tiger had come from the Northern Regions to find, but it turned out to be cheaper for Fang Xin, and the most important thing was that Fang Xin was able to find the storage place of this technique after the Blood Tiger was blown away.

In a sense, Blood Tiger can also be regarded as Fang Xin's nobleman.

Thousands of miles to the Southern Regions to provide Fang Xin with a large number of points in the Demon God Palace, not to mention, he also provided Fang Xin with a lot of treasures.

Fang Xin's behavior was not something to win people's affection, even if the Blood Tiger found the dark iron box, he would not be able to open it without cultivating the Demon Source Finger, all his efforts were just in vain.

I struggled to find an iron box that could only be opened with a key, but there was no key, and if the blood tiger experienced this kind of thing, it would probably be so angry that it would lose half of its life.

Fang Xin fulfilled him and didn't let him see the cruel reality.

"The Demon Source Finger turned out to be a Xuan-level primary exercise, and this time it was really earned. Looking at the ancient animal skin book in his hand, Fang Xin couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth that couldn't be concealed.

As if thinking of something, Fang Xin muttered to himself, "If you have time, you should go back to Nansen to take a look, tell Master the news, and give this complete Xuan-level technique to Master and Senior Brother Yugang to practice." ”

Fang Xin had been away from Nansen for several months, and he was inevitably a little worried about his master and brother.

Fang Xin, who decided to have time to return to Nansen once, threw away the distractions in his heart and continued to read down.

The following is not a technique explanation, it is still a passage left by the demon saint, this passage Fang Xin has read a few times, but he feels very difficult to understand, which seems to contain profound truths, it can be difficult for Fang Xin's cultivation at the moment to comprehend, it seems to be some insights of the demon saint in cultivation.

"Origin, what is the origin? demon energy, demon spirit, or demon body? The origin comes from the source. A wisp of demonic energy can be the source, a demonic spirit can be the source, a demonic body can be the source, and the superposition of the source is the source?"

After reading it a few times, Fang Xin felt that these words could not be called perceptions, but rather like the Demon Saint's rhetorical question to himself on the path of cultivation, but in the record of this technique page, the Demon Saint couldn't help but get the answer, and he didn't understand this question himself.

Although there are not many words in this paragraph, it seems to contain the profound truth of cultivation, which makes Fang Xin read it over and over again, and he has a feeling of being unable to extricate himself, but the more he reads Fang Xin, the more doubts he has in his heart, so many question marks seem to appear in Fang Xin's heart, making him doubt his own cultivation path.

"Buzz~" Just as Fang Xin fell into the magic barrier, the soul suppression stone suspended in the space in his body vibrated and emitted a faint light, and under the flickering light, Fang Xin's eyes also returned to clarity.

Fang Xin could feel his own state, but there was no way to come out, at this moment, he had palpitations when he regained his clarity, and hurriedly looked away, not looking at this text that seemed to be possessed with magic.

Immediately after taking out the Soul Suppression Stone from the space in his body, this seemingly ordinary fusiform ink stone had already saved him invisibly several times, and obtaining it could be regarded as Fang Xin's biggest adventure in so many years of cultivation.

Touching the Soul Suppression Stone in his hand gratefully, Fang Xin put it back into the space in his body, allowing it to continue to nourish his soul.

Although Fang Xin has been cultivating his body and has not cultivated his soul, his soul power has been steadily improving under the warmth of the soul suppression stone, and now Fang Xinguang has reached the fivefold cultivation of the transcendent realm with his soul power, which is one level higher than the cultivation of the physical body, this is all because of the existence of the soul suppression stone, otherwise Rao would not be able to achieve today's soul cultivation with Fang Xin's fusion double soul.

Fang Xin, who had palpitations, didn't dare to look at the text left by the demon saint, there were only these on the first page, Fang Xin turned the first page and continued to read down.

After turning the first page, Fang Xin found a few pages of torn traces, and the second page that appeared in the ancient animal skin book recorded the second form of the Demon Source Finger, seeing this situation, Fang Xin showed a look of clarity in his chest.

The first style and the eighth, ninth, and tenth styles were already in his mind, and it was originally in the hands of his master, the Demon Wind Tiger King, who tore off these styles and separated Fang Xin didn't know, only that the Demon Wind Tiger King found the four styles in a ruin.

When he went back, he wanted to ask the Demon Wind Tiger King where the ruins of the Four Demon Source Fingers were before, and most of those ruins had something to do with the Demon Saint, and Fang Xin was very interested in it.

"Demon source refers to the second type refers to the beasts"

Fang Xin's gaze fell on the page of the book that recorded the second type of the Demon Source Finger, and he read it carefully.

"One finger is out of ten thousand beasts, and the beast breaks ten thousand enemies. ”

It's just a simple introduction, and the following is about the Demon Source Finger Second Technique Casting Mark, which is a bit complicated, and it takes five pages to draw, but Fang Xin's memory is not a problem.

Fang Xin didn't want to cultivate the Demon Source Finger in this narrow space, he just wanted to briefly see if the remaining six styles recorded in this ancient beast skin book were the complete version, and the speed of flipping through them was relatively fast, basically just a light glance and turned to the next page.

"Demon source refers to the third type of clouds and rain"

"With the power of one finger, the heavens and the earth change color. ”

"Demon Source refers to the fourth type of rotation of the four seasons"

"You can change the seasons with one finger. ”

"Demon source refers to the fifth type refers to the sky and the earth"

"What is the heavens, what is the earth? ”

"Demon Source Refers to the Sixth Form to Yin One Finger"

"One finger contains the power of the Yin. ”

"Demon Source Refers to the Seventh Form of the Yang Finger"

"One finger contains the power of the sun. ”

Closing the ancient animal skin book Fang Xin closed his eyes slightly, digesting the tedious cultivation marks just now, Fang Xin could confirm that what was recorded in this ancient animal skin book was the complete version of the remaining six styles.

Although Fang Xin had memorized the remaining six forms of the Demon Source Finger before, only the first form of the Formulation Mountains and Rivers was being completed, and when he imprinted the cultivation imprint of these six styles in his mind, Fang Xin found that each of the six styles in the Demon Source Finger seemed to be a brand new technique, and there was nothing in common when cultivating.

But why did the Demon Saint set these ten styles as one technique? In Fang Xin's opinion, these were completely ten different techniques, each of which contained a unique cultivation method and could exert a unique effect.

After a while, Fang Xin opened his eyes, although he didn't want to cultivate the Demon Source Finger now, he had already memorized the cultivation imprints of these techniques in his heart, and when he cultivated, he would be more handy.

"Ah~" Fang Xin put the ancient animal skin book that recorded the demon source finger into the space in his body, stretched his waist, looked up, saw the sun that had slowly risen through the loopholes above, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of curvature.

"It was really a fulfilling evening. Fang Xin, who had a chuckle on the corner of his mouth, spoke.

In one night, he not only solved the Blood Tiger, but also obtained a complete book of Xuan-level techniques, although he had experienced a battle and had not slept all night, Fang Xin was still in a happy mood at this moment, full of energy, and had an urge to fight ten more in his heart.

"It's time to go. Fang thought confidently as he looked at the rubble on the ground stained with dried blood.

Looking down and seeing that his body was covered with blood and the tattered green shirt that was already full of cuts, he showed a wry smile, although there was no mirror now, Fang Xinke could guess how embarrassed he was now.

After taking off the tattered green shirt and throwing it aside, Fang Xin took out a new set of green shirts from the space in his body and put it on his body, but the cloud treading boots under Fang Xin's feet were still so clean, and the spirit clothes usually had the effect of avoiding dust, and the cloud treading boots had this effect.

There are still many sets of green shirts in Fang Xin's internal space, these green shirts are made for her by the little girl Que Ling'er, Que Ling'er knows that Fang Xin likes green shirts, and makes many sets for him in her free time.

Looking at the green shirt on his body, Fang Xin missed the little girl Que Ling'er a little, although Fang Xin could go without food for a few days, but eating was a pleasure for Fang Xin, not a task.

Especially eating the food made by Que Ling'er, it is a kind of thing that can make him feel happy physically and mentally.

The mission is accomplished, and it's time to go back.

Fang Xin's figure flickered, turning into a green shadow through the loophole above his head into the air, stepping forward in the air.

And in the rubble pile below was the ashes of the bloody tiger crushed by the rubble, and his bloody robes.

"What's going on!?" "Something is wrong!" "Go find the Blood Tiger Master!" "......"

When he stepped into the air and swept near the wooden village where the bloody bandit group was located, Fang Xin heard the noise coming from the wooden village, Fang Xin knew that the news of the death of the blood wolf and Zhuge Yu should have been known by these fierce bandits, and there must be chaos in the bloody wooden village at this time.

The reason why these fierce bandits did not disperse and flee was probably because they still knew the cause of the Blood Tiger's death, and if they knew that the Blood Tiger was dead, they would have fled in a panic.

However, it was okay for him to return to Silver Mountain City to inform the person in charge of the Silver Mountain Branch Hall, and ask him to inform the cultivators in Silver Mountain City that the three leaders of the Blood Demon Bandit Group were dead.

At that time, these remnant bandits would be wiped out by the angry Silver Mountain City cultivators in an instant, but he didn't need to take action.

Shang Xin didn't suppress his speed all the way, and it didn't take long for Fang Xin to fly out of the Silver Mountain Range and come to Silver Mountain City.

When he arrived in Yinshan City, Fang Xin did not step into the air, landed on the ground and walked to the Yinshan branch of the Demon Saint Palace.

The disciple guarding the door was no longer the disciple he had met before, and was replaced by another disciple.