Dressed well, Fang Xiang couldn't wait to test his strength. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info "Village Chief, is there a stone pier or any other heavy object in the village to test strength?"

Fang Xiang is the great benefactor of Nanxi Village, and the village chief did not hide it at all, and said bluntly, "Yes, it's just that the artifact is extremely special." In the hundreds of years of history of Nanxi Village, there have been no less than 100 guardians, and most of those guardians have tried to move the artifact, but unfortunately they can't shake it in the slightest. There is a record in the genealogy that when the ancestors moved here, this artifact existed, and no one knows how long this artifact existed."

"Oh, then I'll have to take a good look," Fang Xiang said curiously, looking forward to it.

The village chief leaned over and slowly walked towards the stone platform in the middle of the village, and the young people who were doing good things followed one after another, so that the girl who wanted to care about Fanxi smiled slightly and followed silently.

"The big master is going to move that iron rod!"

"Maybe you can really move the iron rod this time, the great master is born with divine power, and he dragged such a heavy iron elephant beast here."

"This is perhaps, more than a hundred strong men in our village can't shake the iron rod with ropes, and the big masters may not be able to."

Fang Xiang came to the stone platform, and a rusty iron rod stood in the middle of the stone platform, and the spider web-like cracks under the iron rod were dense, and the ground in this area was much more sunken than other places.

Fang Xiang was curious, looking at the iron rod, such an iron rod was unshaken, it looked ordinary, it should have fallen when a gust of wind blew, how could it be so weird.

Fang wanted to jump up and jump on the high platform. Immediately held the iron rod with one hand and pulled it hard, who would have thought that the iron rod was heavy, the center of gravity was unstable and almost fell, Fang Xiang looked at the iron rod with a bitter face and disbelief.

"How is this possible, I have obviously used six points of strength, how heavy is this iron rod?"

The village chief smiled slightly, and was not surprised to see Fang Xiang so much, because too many people had gone up to try it. Although Fang Xiang was born with divine power, he had no way to deal with this iron rod.

Fang Xiang didn't believe in evil, his expression became solemn, and he used full strength to bend down and grab the bottom of the iron rod, and grabbed the middle of the iron rod with one hand. This time he used all his strength.

"Up"

With the power of drinking, Fang Xiang lifted it up with all his strength, the iron rod still did not move, Fang Xiang continued to exert his strength and blushed, and the iron rod showed no signs of being moved. Fang Xiang was speechless, took two steps back, looked at the iron rod with a strange expression.

"This, hiss, so strange. ”

I can't say what I feel, I always feel that there is an extremely profound power of law on the iron rod, and the power of the law makes the iron rod stand on the stone platform like Mount Tai, and no one shakes it.

Fang Xiang was aggrieved in his heart, he didn't believe that he had no way to hold the iron rod, so he tried to comprehend the power of the law, and one stop was most of the hour, and the young man in the village didn't have so much patience, and when he saw that Fang wanted to move, he dispersed, leaving only two people, the village chief and Fan Xi.

Fang Xiang woke up from meditation, strode forward and slapped his palm on the iron rod, then leaned his back against the iron rod, his hands reached out from his shoulders, and firmly grasped the iron rod. After more than ten breaths, Fang Xiang exerted all his strength, and he was so red in the face that he was red-faced.

The sound of gold and iron grinding came out, and Fang wanted to let go of his hand and turned to look, but the iron rod was moved half a fingernail away.

"It's so strange, what's the origin of this iron rod?"

Fang Xiang gave up the idea of moving the iron rod, but the village chief was already speechless in surprise, because Fang Xiang was the first person to move the iron rod in hundreds of years, although it was only an insignificant distance, but after all, it was moved.

"This young man is amazing, he can move this artifact, even the ancestors can't do it, they all say that the troubled times produce heroes, it seems that this world is going to lead to a disaster. The village chief thought to himself.

Fanxi looked at Fang Xiang and the iron rod with a curious face, and when Fang Xiang jumped down, Fanxi said lightly, "This iron rod will recognize people"

Fang Xiang looked at Van Xi, of course he knew that the iron rod recognized people, maybe the iron rod was a thing that was recognized by the owner, but he didn't know where the original owner had gone.

"There's a ring"

Van Xi pointed to the stone box in the middle of the stone platform, not far away.

Fang Xiang looked towards the stone platform, there was indeed a small stone box, he jumped on the stone platform again, stretched out his hand to open the lid, who would have thought that this box was like the iron rod, no matter how hard it was used, it could not be opened.

Fang Xiang has always been extremely confident in his own strength, and his repeated setbacks have greatly frustrated his confidence, what the hell is going on now, these strange things seem to have been cast with some kind of spell, and they can't be opened by strength alone.

Fang Xiang suddenly remembered that Fan Xi said that there was a ring in the stone box, could it be that she had opened the stone box? Turning his head to look at Fan Xi suddenly, Fang Xiang asked in a somewhat hurried tone, "You, have you opened it?"

Fan Xi nodded, only to see her climb up the stone platform with difficulty, walk to Fang Xiang's side, squat down and open the stone box easily.

Look down, there is really a ring in the stone box, the ring is not rusty like an iron rod, but exudes a palpitating black light, the surface is smooth, and there is a black gem inlaid in the center, and there is a word on the gem, Buddha.

"Buddha, this is the treasure of Buddhism"

Van Xi picked up the ring, and the bottom of the stone box was engraved with four simple and vigorous characters.

"Fighting to defeat the Buddha"

At that moment, Fang Xiang's soul seemed to be sucked by these four big characters, unable to extricate himself, the big characters made Fang Xiang feel a very strange feeling, fighting to defeat the Buddha is the supreme in this heaven and earth, there is no one.

"Take a drop of blood and see" Fanxi took the black ring and wanted Fang Xiang to drip blood on it.

"Have you tried?"

Van Xi nodded and replied, "Tried, nothing happened"

Fang Xiang stretched out his index finger and bit a hole, and the blood dripped on the surface of the black ring, and the blood seemed to be boiled by the high temperature, and it was evaporated into blood gas as soon as it dripped into the surface of the ring.

Van Xi was a little excited, his body trembled, his eyes lit up, and his face was eager.

"Your blood is special"

There is no need to remind Fan Xi of this, Fang Xiang's blood, no matter how much it is shed, will be replenished in a short time, thanks to Lian Fang Xiang's special physique.

"You can try again," Van Shey said.

Fang Xiang was also very curious in his heart, anyway, his blood was not worth much, so it didn't matter if he spent more. So, Fang Xiang took out the dagger, opened a big hole, and a drop of blood fell towards the black ring.

Zizizizi

The blood qi was evaporated, and most of it was lost in vain, and only a few pieces of blood were soaked into the black ring.

"It seems to have a little effect"

Fang Xiang frowned, gritted his teeth and slashed at his wrist. A large amount of blood flowed down as if it didn't want money, and the blood was attracted by the black ring, and not a drop fell to the ground, and it was all sucked by the black ring.

After a stick of incense, Fang Xiang began to feel dizzy, and if he continued to consume it like this, he would inevitably fall into a coma, so he decisively pressed his wrist, tore off a rag from his waist, and wrapped the wound. His face was pale and bloodless, his lips were as white as paper, and his spirit became languishing. Fan looked at the iron rod, looked excited, pointed to the iron rod and said, "The rust of the iron rod has fallen off"

Fang Xiang turned around suddenly, and this look suddenly made him fall into deep thought.

The original rusty iron rod has a small half of its head exposed at the top, and two dragons are depicted on the top, and the dragons hover around the top, competing to raise their heads and bite something. When he got closer, Fang wanted to find that what was hanging in the mouths of the two dragons was an insignificant small character, and after reading it for a long time, he still couldn't see the meaning of this word, and the small characters were ancient and vicissitudes of life.

Van Xi leaned forward and glanced at it, and then said, "Heavens"

Fang Xiang wondered and said, "Oh my God, how do you know?"

"I don't know, but I just know that the word is heaven"

One bite knows, one bite and another doesn't know, isn't this inconsistent, Fang wants to wonder, but he doesn't dwell on these little things. In order to continue to explore the origin of the iron rod, Fang Xiang sat quietly on the stone platform for three hours, until his physical condition reached his peak, and then he began to kill chickens and collect blood again. Most of the blood was absorbed by the black ring, and a third of the rust of the iron rod was peeled off.

After taking a closer look, he saw that there were many ancient and strange runes engraved on the iron rod, and after pondering for a long time, he wanted to know that these runes belonged to the category of divine tattoos, but only that, he couldn't understand a single rune. The runes emit a glow that is so striking that it is impossible to take your eyes off it.

Fanxi patted Fang Xiang's shoulder, and urged a little impatiently, "You hurry up and continue to bleed."

Hey, auntie, I can't make blood without limits, the thin true element in my body is completely depleted, the true element is exhausted, and the recovery power will be weakened, although it is still super-fast regeneration for mortals, but it is several times worse than the peak state.

Fang wanted to take out all his belongings, five lower-grade spirit stones, because his cultivation talent was equal to zero, so he hardly used spirit stones, and a low-grade spirit stone could be used for several months.

"You're so poor"

Fang Xiang coughed twice in embarrassment, wanting to argue something, but found that he was indeed destitute.

"Little girl, do you still know the spirit stone?"

Van Xi replied with a disdainful face, "I'm much better than you, and even if you call me my grandmother, you won't let you suffer." ”

Fang Xiang frowned, looking up and down, inside and out. What is the difference between her and the average little girl, if she has lived for a long time as Fanxi said, then why did she still fall into Nanxi Village and almost starve to death.

"Then why are you.."

Before Fang Xiang finished speaking, Fan Xi replied, "No comment"

Since he didn't say that there was naturally a reason for others, Fang Xiang didn't continue to entangle, but took the spirit stone and closed his eyes to recuperate, and his body slowly absorbed the heaven and earth vitality contained in the spirit stone.

A day and a night passed, and when Fang Xiang woke up, he saw Fanxi holding a chicken leg and gnawing on it with relish.

Grunt.

Fang Xiang felt a little embarrassed, and after coughing twice, he was about to find something to eat, Fan Xi casually handed the chicken leg he had bitten a few bites to Fang Xiang, and urged impatiently, "Hurry up and eat, continue to bleed." ”

Fang Xiang felt depressed, this girl was like a pit overseer with a leather whip, and she was the lowest mining worker, this tone was like if you didn't bleed quickly, I would whip you.

Although this chicken leg has been bitten by Van Xi, Fang Xiang will not stick to these little things, not to mention that a little girl in the family doesn't mind. Fang Xiang ate a lot of food, and a single chicken leg could not satisfy his appetite, and after eating the chicken legs, the village chief sent a plate of cooked wild beast meat after a while. Fang Xiang was not polite, he ate all of them, and he didn't vomit the broken bones, the broken bones were the most essential part, and wasting a little bit would make Fang Xiang's flesh hurt.

After eating and drinking, Fang Xiang continued to start the 'work' of bloodletting.

Again and again, after three days and three days of intermittent bloodletting, the black light emitted by the black ring gradually restrained, the iron rod completely faded from the rust, and a golden light radiated, and the iron rod with dazzling divine patterns appeared in front of him.

"You can take that iron rod"

What Fan Xi said was very sure, Fang Xiang walked towards the iron rod in disbelief, the moment he first touched the iron rod, the golden iron rod disappeared! The sudden change made Fang Xiang panic, he looked around and was about to break out in a cold sweat, so painstakingly draining the blood, the fetish would not even say hello in vain.

"Stupid, look at your arms"

Fang Xiang gasped, lifted his sleeves, two tattooed dragons entrenched around his arms, at the left shoulder, a tattooed dragon bit a big character, Van Xi said it was the sky, and the tattooed dragon on the right shoulder bit another big word, Van Xi said it was the way. Fang wanted to believe it, because, so far, most of what Van Xi said was right, and she obviously knew about the iron rod and the mysterious black ring.

As long as you wear the black ring and summon Ruyi in your heart, it will appear.

"Ruyi?"

"This is the name of the iron rod, the weapon left behind by the victory over the Buddha"

"Who is the Buddha who fights to defeat the Buddha?"

A strange smile hung on Fanxi's lips, as if he remembered something interesting, and it took a long time for the other party to want to say, "A dead monkey that has lived for billions of years"

Fang Xiang was completely stunned, billions of years? Since he got the knowledge from the Divine Domain, he has more or less learned about the longevity limit of the martial artist, the strongest Tianzun is only 100 million years of life, even if it is beyond the power of the gods of Tianzun, the longevity will not reach immortality, at most one billion years, at least five hundred million years. But Fanxi said that the Fighting Holy Buddha has lived for billions of years, and he is still a monkey, so he said that the Fighting Buddha belongs to the demon clan. This shocked Fang Xiang even more, you must know that the demon clan wants to comprehend the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, which is far more difficult than that of human beings.

After thinking for a while, Fang Xiang suddenly felt that something was wrong, and immediately retorted, "How do you know that the Fighting Buddha has lived for billions of years, and you are only fifteen or sixteen years old, so you shouldn't tell me that you are also an old demon of the Tianshan Mountains?"

"Since you can get Ruyi's approval, it's not impossible to tell you"

Fang Xiang waited eagerly and waited for Van Xi to follow. Who knew that Fan Xi would not follow up after that, so he wanted to ask in a hurry, "You say it quickly"

"When you can summon Ruyi, I'll tell you everything," Fan Xi said with an indifferent face.

Fang Xiang immediately put on the black ring and meditated in his heart. Summoning Ruyi, Ruyi quickly appeared.... Come out, Ruyi......

After trying countless times, Ruyi didn't think about it at all, which made him a little discouraged, frowning and looking at Van Xi, unable to say a word.

"Now you can't do it, if you want to summon Ruyi, your cultivation must reach the day after tomorrow, and the strength of your physical body is five folds. ”

When it comes to acquired cultivation, Fang Xiang only feels that he has a headache, and it may be possible to say that the five layers of quenching the marrow are possible. It is almost impossible to cultivate to reach the day after tomorrow, you must know that Fang Xiang started cultivating at the age of seven, and it took a full eight years to barely raise his cultivation to the threshold of refining the body, this kind of thing is really not something that ordinary martial artists can do. Even if he is the worst martial artist, how can he reach the triple level of body refining in so many years.

Fan Xi saw Fang Xiang's thoughts, and sneered with disdain, "The day after tomorrow will stump you?"

Alas, it's not just a little worse, it's obviously so bad that it can't be poked anymore.

"Well, I'm trying to go as deep as I can into the beast territory these days. If you're lucky, you might be able to find some heavenly treasures that enhance your cultivation talent. However, with my current strength, there is no problem in dealing with second-order desolate beasts, and if I encounter third-order desolate beasts, I will only have to flee from the wilderness. ”

Fan Xi covered her mouth and squeaked and smiled, Fang wanted to ask her why she was laughing, but Fan Xi didn't speak, and her mysterious look suffocated Fang Xiang's curiosity.