Chapter 315: A Trip to the Abyss

"What about me? Husband, what ancient scriptures can you pass on to me? Demon Moon stared at Fang Han with a hopeful face.

In front of him, the young king and the savage king each got an ancient scripture, which made Demon Yue's eyes hot.

"What I teach you is a "Wuwei Dao Sutra", which is used to cultivate one's self-cultivation and self-cultivation, so that you can be reborn and take it to the next level." Lu Yu smiled slightly.

"No, it's all awesome ancient scriptures to teach them, but teach me these, I protest." Demon Moon pursed her cherry lips.

Indeed, just by listening to the name of the ancient scripture, you can judge that this ancient scripture does not have much characteristics.

"I'm tailor-made, you cultivate for a month first, if you don't improve your cultivation, you come to me again." Fang Han still insisted on his own point of view.

"Alright then!"

Demon Moon nodded reluctantly.

For cultivators, a month is not too long, and it doesn't matter if you verify it.

Fang Han pointed at the center of Demon Yue's eyebrows and taught her the ancient scriptures.

In fact, Fang Han knew very well in his heart that Demon Yue's talent and comprehension ability were all good, but his heart was unstable.

Sometimes they will rush to achieve results, which is definitely a taboo for cultivators.

In the end, Fang Han's gaze fell on Luo Feng.

The Luo family's ancestor was able to come this far, in fact, even Fang Han felt incredible.

In terms of cultivating Gu arts, in the eyes of many people, the witch kings and witch gods that appeared at the beginning were absolutely powerful.

As for Luo Feng, he is good, but he is too old, and in terms of understanding, he is at most superior, which is still a big gap compared with excellent, super demons and the like.

Even Fang Han didn't think Luo Feng had much potential.

However, Luo Feng cultivated to this point, breaking through to the Saint King in the shortest possible time, and then from the Saint King to the Great Sage, and finally, from the Great Sage Realm to the Quasi-Emperor Realm.

Today's strength has surpassed Xiao Feng, Mu Wu and others who were with him.

In this case, Fang Han began to pay attention to it.

"I will teach you the Soul Devouring Sutra, this is an ancient scripture about Gu worms, if you cultivate well, your future prospects will be limitless, at least in the same realm, no one can pose a threat to you." Fang Han slowly spoke.

"Thank you, young master!" Luo Feng's face was full of gratitude.

At the beginning, if it weren't for Fang Han teaching him all kinds of cultivation, I'm afraid that so far, he would still be in peace, and he might not even be able to cultivate to the saint realm, let alone cultivate to become a quasi-emperor, and he would also have the opportunity to impact the legendary Great Emperor realm.

"As the so-called master leads the way in, and the cultivation depends on the individual, I just pointed out a path for each of you, as for what will happen to you in the future, it is still up to you." Fang Han was quite emotional.

He's also telling the truth.

If it is said that cultivation can remain unchanged, or that everything is ready, it can reach the other side, then there will be an endless number of masters in the world.

The path of practice is full of variability, and anything is possible.

After receiving the ancient scriptures, they went into retreat and practiced for the first time.

"I always feel that I owe something to the shortcomings!" Fang Han raised his head and looked into the void, his gaze deep and distant.

Recently, Xiaobai, Mu Qingqing, Yang Lijuan, Qin Mingyue, Wei Mingjuan, etc., each of them has been cultivating.

For Xiaobai, she doesn't like to cultivate.

But she had to cultivate, because she knew very well that only by cultivating could she prolong her life and be by Fang Han's side.

Several other women were like-minded.

The fastest cultivator is Wei Mingjuan, who has already stepped into the realm of the saint king.

Yang Lijuan's cultivation speed is the slowest, her qualifications are good in all aspects, and the key is that she lacks an enterprising spirit.

At present, Yang Lijuan's strength is in the realm of the Great Martial Sect.

While everyone was in full swing to cultivate, Fang Han had already gone to a place—the Abyss Forbidden Land.

Because of what happened back then, Fang Han knew very well that sooner or later there would be a battle between himself and the Abyss Forbidden Land.

There is another reason that is crucial: the secret of the abyss.

When he was fighting with the powerhouses of the Abyss Forbidden Land, in the dark, Fang Han caught that there was something in the Abyss Forbidden Land that he needed.

It's just that at that time, Fang Han also realized that there was a terrifying existence in the Abyss Forbidden Land.

With Fang Han's strength at that time, it was not enough to confront that terrifying existence.

At least not with all the certainty!

It's different now, ten years of cultivation and recovery have raised Fang Han's strength to a whole new level.

It doesn't look like much has changed from a decade ago.

Stepping into the forbidden land, Fang Han could clearly feel that a strong wave was surging over like a tide.

Obviously, in the forbidden area, the forbidden land powerhouse has already captured his existence.

It's just that Fang Han didn't care too much, when he came, he wasn't prepared to deliberately hide himself.

Walking in the abyss, it's like a leisurely stroll, everything is natural.

But there is no forbidden land master who came out to stop it.

Fang Han walked straight to the core of the forbidden land, that is, the abyss, looking down from above, it was unfathomable.

"I really didn't expect that this seat didn't go to you, and you actually came to die by yourself!"

A voice rang out suddenly.

It was a powerful being, with an aura like an abyss, giving people an unpredictable feeling.

"I just want to go into the abyss and see, it's better not to stop me."

Fang Han glanced at the other party lightly.

The other party's figure looked blurry, like a fierce beast in the mist, but unfortunately, Fang Han didn't pay attention to it at all.

"Boom—"

Fang Han and the other party fought almost without any warning, and broke out directly.

"Quasi-Emperor Peak Realm!"

As soon as they fought, Fang Han judged the other party's specific cultivation.

The strength of the other party has not reached the Great Emperor realm, in this abyss, if the other party is really the Great Emperor, then he is not bound by heaven and earth at all.

Now there is only one explanation, and the other side is already on the verge of breaking through.

"How is that possible?" In just two or three rounds, the other party was directly whipped out by Fang Han.

He couldn't believe it, in his eyes, Fang Han was just a great sage, how could such a cultivation easily ravage himself?

"If the guess is correct, you are not the Lord of the Abyss, you are just a watchdog of the Lord of the Abyss!" Fang Han's gaze fell on the other party's face, and a sentence came out calmly and naturally.

"You ......" the other party was furious.

He has cultivated to the peak of the quasi-emperor, and he can step into the realm of the great emperor at any time.

The Great Emperor didn't come out, he was the strongest person in the world, but when it came to Fang Han's mouth, he turned out to be a watchdog, which was simply a humiliation for him.

"Six reincarnations!"

Fang Han's punch almost exploded to the limit, even the mist of the abyss was directly torn apart by this punch!