Chapter XXIII: Provocation
Fang Yan looked at the exercises in his hand, his heart was complicated.
"This is fate, no way!" He smiled bitterly and looked at Yan Shutian Jiaogong.
"But since I can make the beads in my body react, it shouldn't be bad for me...... Let's try to practice first. After half a ring, he recovered from his loss.
In fact, he could accept these two exercises, but he was only shocked by the reaction of the beads in his body, and sometimes he couldn't even control himself, which made Fang Yan very uncomfortable.
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Packing up his mentality, Fang Yan turned around and walked towards the corner of the first floor. There, rows and rows of mantras are placed.
Mantras, branches of spells. Practitioners can cast spells by reciting mantras. Under the foundation, the importance of mantras can be imagined, and even some mantras are more important than ordinary formulas.
Most of the formulas in this layer are mantras that are all over the cultivation realm, and some of them are created by the Flower Bone Sect itself, of course, the value of the self-created formulas is too high, and if you want to exchange it, you can only make enough contributions to the Flower Bone Sect to obtain it.
Fang Yan stepped forward and searched for it in rows. This time, he didn't struggle with choosing exercises, but quickly picked them up.
The three formulas correspond to the three immortal arts, and Fang Yan checked them again.
"Gravitation", "Fire Exorcism", "Body Quenching".
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Fang Yan's eyes flickered, these three formulas were secretly told by his senior sister, that is, Sultan Yun, that they should be exchanged.
Gravitational technique, as the name suggests, is to manipulate items, which can be used on a layer of condensation or blood gathering. It is also the most common mantra in the entire cultivation world, and basically every sect has a collection.
Of course, universal doesn't mean unimportant. Gravitation can be said to be the foundation of any spell. In the future, when you reach the fifth layer of blood gathering, you can use the magic weapon, but how to use the magic weapon flexibly? For example, the sword cultivation method of the sword is based on this gravitational technique.
There were a lot of cultivators of the way of swords, which was similar to what Fang Yan had seen in the mortal world. After all, what monk doesn't want to step on the sword, and the sword light is shining, and the majestic posture when slaying demons is slayed! Therefore, most monks basically choose this gravitational technique when they first choose the mantra.
The fire exorcism technique was what Senior Sister Sultan Yun told her to choose. To drive out fire is to manipulate fire. Generally, fire path cultivators and alchemy streamers will choose, and the senior sister let herself choose this mantra, I am afraid that it will have a deep meaning.
As for the body quenching technique, it was because it could transform the body and eliminate impurities, which had a great effect on the body refining flow, so Fang Yan also followed the advice of his senior sister.
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Holding three mantras and one exercise, Fang Yan was a little in a trance. I was inexplicably taken to the Flower Bone Sect from the mortal world, and it has been three months since I was full, far away from my previous life, and I have lived the life I have always wanted to live, everything is like a dream.
Taking a deep breath, Fang Yan stepped forward and walked out of the Gongfa Pavilion with the token in his hand.
Walking out of the gate, the vision outside suddenly brightened, Fang Yan exhaled turbidity, glanced back, and walked silently down at the Gongfa Pavilion, which had been closed at this time.
"Senior sister, did you go back first?" Fang Yan thought as he walked down. At this time, several black shadows in front of him blocked Fang Yan's way.
Fang Yan looked up, but saw several young men wearing yellow robes. These people are older than Fang Yan, but the difference is that the cuffs of the yellow robe are tattooed with the word "flower". Seeing this situation, Fang Yan's heart was shocked.
"Flower Bone Sect, outer disciple of this sect. Fang Yan remembered what Senior Sister Su Shengdan had occasionally mentioned before, about the difference between outer disciples.
The monks of the Flower Bone Sect are all outer gates under the foundation, and only a very small number of particularly outstanding disciples can enter the inner gate in advance.
However, this outer disciple is not completely indistinguishable. Strength is naturally the first criterion, and the cultivation realm pursues the law of supreme strength, and if you have enough strength, you can be respected by others. And secondly, there is the gap in the Taoism you practice.
The Flower Bone Sect is a sect of cultivating immortals, and the immortal path naturally occupies a supreme position, and the disciples who practice the immortal path have too many advantages here than the disciples of other schools, and basically every time the benefits are monopolized by these people.
Together, the position of the entire Flower Bone Sect, the status of the Qi Refining Flow completely overwhelmed the Refining Body Flow, which made the status of the Refining Body Flow very embarrassing. At this moment, the word "flower" tattooed on the clothes of these young people already showed that they were the natal path of the Flower Bone Sect, that is, the cultivators of the immortal path.
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When several people saw Fang Yan, they were also stunned, and when they saw the yellow token in his hand and the ripple marks representing strength on it, their eyes showed disdain.
"Get out of the way!" said a young man in the back impatiently, with a look of contempt. These people are all standing in the back, faintly setting off the middle person.
It was a young man of about eighteen or nineteen years old, and his yellow robe was printed with silver stripes, and he looked extremely luxurious. Although his appearance is mediocre, he is born with a sense of superiority.
The young man in Chinese clothes glanced at Fang Yan, and then looked away, as if Fang Yan's existence was like an ant, and it was not worth his attention.
Fang Yan's face sank, being despised like this, while his heart was chilling, he also had a deeper understanding of this cultivation realm.
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Seeing that Fang Yan didn't move, the young man who was noisy just now frowned, and said loudly: "Did you hear it, don't let Liu Gongzi get out of the way!
A cold glint flashed in Fang Yan's eyes, and he glared coldly at the young man. The young man felt that his body was cold, and he shivered. But thinking that there were many people on his side, and there was only one person on the other side, he suddenly became confident.
He first flattered the man who was called Liu Gongzi and said, "Childe, this native has no eyes, let the villain teach him a lesson!"
Seeing that Liu Gongzi ignored him, the young man didn't care, turned around and laughed fiercely, and two circles of white air appeared on his right arm. He clenched his fists, and the other party Yan said, "Boy, kneel down for your grandfather later." ”
Fang Yan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, the other side insulted himself like this, even if his strength was in the second layer of condensation, he couldn't swallow this breath.
In his body, the purple palace blood aperture rotated, and a circle of blood-colored air flow appeared on Fang Yan's right arm. Both sides were tense, and the battle was on the verge of breaking out.
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"Stop!!" a voice came from above.
Fang Yan and the young man looked up, but saw that Sultan Yun was driving a flying sword and falling rapidly.
The flying sword stopped in mid-air, and Sudan Yun jumped down, quickly stepped forward to block Fang Yan, and said angrily to the young man: "Wang Wu, what do you want to do, this is a public area, you must not kill!!"
Wang Wu's previous arrogance suddenly dissipated, and he looked at Sudan Yun in embarrassment. At this time, Liu Gongzi, who had been negotiating all the time, as if he had nothing to do with himself here, raised his head.
He looked at Sultan Yun, and then bowed elegantly: "It turned out to be Senior Sister Su, and my brother Liu Wantian asked me to say hello to Senior Sister." ”
Sultan Yun's face changed, and he said, "You, you are Liu Wantian's younger brother Liu Feiteng?"
Liu Feiteng smiled and said, "It was here, my brother missed my senior sister for a long time, and I still hoped that my senior sister would appreciate her face, and then I went to visit my brother with me." But ......"
Liu Feiteng turned his eyes to look at Fang Yan, with contempt in his eyes, "This kid is in my way, it is also common sense for my subordinates to educate him, senior sister should not meddle in things." ”
Sultan Yun frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Fang Yan is my junior brother, even if you are the son of Elder Liu, I will never let you touch him." ”
"Oh?"
Liu Feiteng was stunned, turned around, and looked at Fang Yan with interest,
"It turns out that you are Fang Yan, the waste who bullied the Shaozong and everyone shouted and beat him. I didn't expect to become Senior Sister Su's junior brother. He chuckled, his smile full of contempt.
As if suddenly realized, he clapped his hands and said, "Oh, I remembered." Elder Qin Wuwu was no longer good, and he might want to find an unlucky ghost to serve him before he got angry. Poor, pathetic!"
He chuckled. The surrounding subordinates also echoed, and the laughter was sharp, reaching Fang Yan's ears.
Fang Yan trembled, Sultan Yun's face turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Liu Feiteng, pay attention to your identity! Insulting an elder like this, aren't you afraid of the law enforcement punishment in the Western District?"
"Hahaha!" Liu Feiteng laughed and looked at Sultan Yun.
"Sultan Yun, I look at my brother's face, call you a senior sister, and you still kick your nose in the face?!"
"Who doesn't know in the Western District, Qin Wuwu has long been abolished, and now he has no status in the Western District, even if you are the eighth layer of condensation, but how much wind and waves can you set off with a small Dan Xiu!!"
"Moreover, my father is Elder Liu, and the entire Western District is above 10,000 people, even if I kill this Fang Yan, who cares. There is no difference between killing a waste and trampling an ant to death!
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Sultan Yun's face was pale, and Fang Yan was even more murderous. It's just that the other party insults himself like this, and he actually humiliates his master and sister!
Fang Yan suffered an accident when he was a child, so he valued family affection more than anything else. Senior sister takes care of herself everywhere, although Shizun has a cold face every day, she is also very good to herself. This made Fang Yan feel at home for the first time.
Now, his family is being slandered, and Fang Yan can't wait to rush up and tear the other party apart.
Just as Fang Yan was about to rush forward to fight to the death, a cold voice came from the sky.
"Oh, then what I said, doesn't count!!
To be continued