In the middle of the time, Pingdan, the turn of the sun and the moon.

Fang Ping, who was like falling into an ice cave, suddenly felt a little hot on the soles of his feet, which slowly spread to his whole body.

He looked like he was going to die...... But in the midst of this torment of ice and fire, he had a dream......

"At the beginning of Hengxian, it was very empty...... Heaven and earth are divided, who preaches the word...... Mighty gods, forest witches. The emperor and the queen of the earth, the people and gods dance together...... The fairy road is reckless, the humanity is slim, and the ghost road is happy. When life is the door, the immortal road is noble, and the ghost road is noble......"

The ancient and mysterious sound of singing kept coming to his ears, and for some reason it felt something familiar to him. And then there is—

"Breathe into the dantian, the clear water of the jade pond fills the spiritual root, the trial can be cultivated for a long time, and the people in the yellow court are dressed in Zhu Yi ......"

This is the Huang Ting Jing that he often recites!

Fang Ping opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a gray chaos all around, completely unable to distinguish between east and west, north and south. And at the foot of the foot, there is a huge Taiji diagram that is constantly rotating!

"Where is this? Am I dead? ”

Fang Ping was a little confused, vaguely remembering that he was stabbed into the heart by a ghost Dao man's sword, and then he fainted, and his life was hung with only one breath.

Legend has it that people go to the underworld after death, is this the ......

But when he looked around, he didn't think it looked like it.

Walking around, he was the only one in the vast chaotic space.

"Huh? It's ......"

Suddenly, he saw a red light emitting from the chaotic fog in front of him, and he walked in to take a look, but saw a small sword the size of chopsticks and a fiery red body suspended in mid-air.

"How did you end up here?"

Fang Ping stretched out his hand curiously, and before he could touch the red light, the little sword trembled violently and took the initiative to fly into his hand.

At the same time, a stream of information emerged.

"Fire Dragon Sword?"

"Huidaoist?"

Fang Ping was shocked.

That ghost Taoist was dressed exactly like the legendary Pure Yang Immortal, and even the magic weapon was the same! Could it be that there is really a connection between the two?

Without waiting for him to think about it, the red light on the little sword's body was stripped out of his brain and flew towards the depths of chaos above, and the sword body became dull and lost its brilliance.

At the same time, the chaotic space violently vibrate.

Fang Ping looked around in horror, and suddenly found that eight huge black shadows rose from the eight directions of the chaotic space, although they were more than a hundred zhang high, they couldn't tell what they were.

A divine light descended from the sky and shone on Fang Ping's spiritual platform.

"Divide yin and yang, set death and life, and two yin and yang!"

His divine consciousness is in the Yin Yang Jade Pendant!

"I see, I see!"

Only then did Fang Ping understand that if he wanted to truly open the Yin Yang Jade Pendant, he had to use the host's dead qi as a guide, and the dead qi would be transformed into vitality before he could manifest his spirit.

No wonder no matter how much I tried before, nothing worked, it turned out to be because I never died!

And this time, he was punished by the ghost Taoist with a sword, and when he was about to die, there was death in his body, and the yin and yang jade pendant was truly activated and integrated with him.

Looking at the wisps of black qi floating around, it was exactly the same as what he saw in prison, it was the yin qi and death qi he inhaled into his body. There is also a faint green color, which contains the meaning of ferocity and violence, which should be the yin qi sucked from the ghost Taoist.

"It's certainly not a good thing to be dead." Fang Ping couldn't help but frown.

The Yin Yang Jade Pendant had previously shown the ability to absorb Yin Qi and Death Qi, and it seemed that it could also transform these negative things to nourish and improve his physique.

Now he is seriously injured and dying, and there is no one to help him, but to save himself.

Fang Ping decided to give it a try, maybe the Yin Yang Jade Pendant could surprise him.

He sat cross-legged on the huge Taiji diagram, closed his eyes and recited the scriptures of the Yellow Court.

As the scriptures were recited, the black gas began to swirl around his body, round and round, and some of the pitch-black gas had slowly turned out of the white threads...... There are more and more white silks, and the black gas has been transformed into some kind of white and vibrant atmosphere!

Wisps of white qi poured into Fang Ping's body, making his divine consciousness clearer and clearer, and the pain from his body was also decreasing, and the white qi was healing his physical body!

Feeling this, Fang Ping chanted the scriptures even more diligently, until all the black qi in the chaotic space was transformed into white qi.

The originally oppressive atmosphere was swept away, and the entire chaotic space became refreshing and bright.

"It turns out that as long as you recite Huang Ting silently, you can transform your dead qi into ...... Angry! ”

Fang Ping was quite excited, this should be the principle of absorbing dead qi and improving physical fitness before! This white and vibrant aura he simply called angry.

"In this way, as long as I continue to absorb the dead qi and yin qi and transform it into vitality, I will be able to continuously improve ......."

Fang Ping felt as if he had found a feasible path of cultivation!

Recalling the scenes of the past few days:

The rich sheep lord, Qin Shilu, the black-clothed killer, and the ghost Taoist are more hateful than the other.

The people of Heluo, his father, Ah Zheng, and Fang Bo, each one is more pitiful than the other.

And he is so embarrassed and miserable......

Isn't everything due to lack of strength!

If you have the strength to crush everything, what's the pain!

"I knew it was a world of ghosts and gods, and demons were dancing wildly, what else did I read!"

"Twenty years, twenty years...... It's finally here, and it's not too late! ”

A flame of hope ignited in Fang Ping's heart, with the help of the Yin Yang Jade Pendant's continuous cultivation, he would soon be able to have enough strength.

Revenge, Protection, Revenge......

Although the Yin Yang Jade Pendant can help him cultivate, it cannot be used against the enemy. If only there could be a flying sword like the ghost man......

As soon as the thought was sudden, the vitality in the chaotic space instantly soared, and the fire dragon sword was wrapped around and lifted into the air.

As a large amount of vitality poured into the sword body, the fire dragon sword once again bloomed with dazzling brilliance, and this brightness was even better than before!

At this moment, Fang Ping actually had a wonderful connection with the fire dragon sword, and with a movement of his mind, the sword was already in his palm.

The heart has a soul, such as a driving arm!

With a flick of his finger, the fire dragon sword let out a clanging sword sound, like a puppy wagging its tail and begging for mercy.

Fang Ping smiled.

The blood on the tip of his tongue ruined the Yin soldier of the Ghost Dao Man, but he didn't expect that the Yin Yang Jade Pendant could actually refine it again!

"Sooner or later, one day, I will use this fire dragon sword to kill you with my own hands."

Thinking of the contemptuous green face of the ghost Dao man, Fang Ping secretly swore to himself.

As soon as the mind moved, the consciousness had returned to the physical body. Now the Yin Yang Jade Pendant has been integrated into his body, and he only needs to concentrate on it, and his divine sense can enter the Jade Pendant.

Fang Ping opened his eyes, only to feel that his whole body was sore, but the yin qi accumulated in his body had disappeared.

But it was pitch black......

"Damn, who put me in the coffin!"

Fang Ping stretched out his foot and kicked the coffin board directly away.

He himself felt incredible: "How strong have I become? ”

It seems that after Yin Yang Pei was integrated into his body, his physique improved again.

"Did they think I was dead?"

Looking at this deserted and dilapidated temple, Fang Ping secretly guessed.

Before he fell unconscious, he vaguely remembered that Hanako and the land god had saved him.

But by this time it was almost dawn, and he jumped out of the coffin, moved his muscles, and lifted his shirt to see.

The bruises from the ghost beating last night were gone, including the fatal blow to the chest, and the black qi disappeared without a trace.

"It seems that the anger repaired all the injuries."

"No, I need to go back!"

Thinking of the dead bodies all over the Fang Mansion last night, it would definitely cause an uproar if they were found at dawn. Fang Ping had to find out the identities of these black-clothed men before the yamen intervened, and it would be better if he could collect evidence.

Outside the ruined temple is a deserted suburb, inaccessible to people.

In the field where last night's fight took place, there was a new grave, which should have been done by Hanako.

He was indeed not a mortal, but he approached him from the beginning, and Fang Ping couldn't know what his purpose was.

After going through so many changes, Fang Ping didn't dare to trust any stranger easily.

Fang Ping approached the new tomb with a heavy heart.

He kowtowed three times in front of the nameless tomb, vowing to avenge Uncle Fang and bring him back.

Fang Ping rushed back to Fang's Mansion overnight, and although the mansion was full of dead corpses at this moment, it had not yet alarmed the government. Fang Ping found the headless body of the black-clothed boss and searched for a bronze plaque engraved with the words "Luoyi Futai Qin Mansion in charge" from him.

"If it's really someone sent by Qin Shilu......"

Not surprisingly, these black-clothed people were sent by Qin Shilu to kill people and kill people, and if they couldn't go to the public court during the day, they would send people to the dark at night, and it seemed that they really had to put themselves to death before they would give up.

However, who sent that ghost man later? Fang Ping was puzzled, it would be too strange to say that he was just passing by.

He has been born for twenty years now, and he has never seen half a ghost, how could such a powerful ghost suddenly appear?

Thinking about it, Fang Ping had already come to his room, and as soon as his mind moved, a small sword with a fiery red body appeared in his hand. This is a very practical function of Yin Yang Pei, a portable storage space.

The room was dark, but Fang Ping's eyes could see the scene in front of him clearly with the help of the faint moonlight, which should also be the improvement of the physique brought by Yin Yang Pei.

He came to a stone brick next to the bed, used the fire dragon sword to pry it, and easily pried the stone brick up.

Take out the small cloth bag hidden in the hole under the brick, and inside is a large stack of silver tickets that have been exchanged. Fang Ping put the small sword and the silver ticket into the Yin Yang Pei, and after restoring the stone bricks, he quickly left the Fang Mansion.

On the other side, Hanako rushed back to the broken temple non-stop, only to find that Fang Ping was gone!

The ghost doctor Wang Lan went on a business trip and couldn't be invited, so how could the person lying in the coffin be lost this time around.

He invited the land god to ask, but everyone and the god were confused.

"Didn't you take him with you?"

"I thought it was you!"

"Hurry up and check who took him away."

"Okay."

Although the land god is newly appointed, as a qualified land, the clues around him cannot escape his divine sense.

"Hey, strange, it looks like he walked on his own?"

"No, why did this breath disappear when it left the temple? Weird, weird! ”

Hanako looked at the shocked land god and couldn't help but start to doubt the business ability of this new land god.

"Unless he leaves Luonan County, it won't be under the jurisdiction of the little god." The land god shook his head helplessly.

Hanako sighed, and said in his heart that the kid didn't die, so he could only go to him slowly.

He had a faint feeling that this kid would not die, and maybe he would be a good for him in the future.