In the room, Fang gradually closed his eyes and concentrated, Yaochi and Pi Lulu guarded him.

Fang gradually departed from the solemnity of the law, and under his seemingly calm face, a turbulent wave had already set off in his body.

Boom! Fang gradually left the explosion in his body, suddenly his face changed, and when he opened his eyes, he only felt that the world was spinning, and a mouthful of blood spit out unconsciously.

Yao Chi and Pi Lulu hurriedly helped him stabilize the spiritual power riot, and Fang gradually recovered a little.

"Still no......" he was a little disappointed.

These days, another mountain has been walking with him, and he has not tried to introduce the extreme evil into the spiritual sea. Originally, many days had passed, and Fang gradually left Man thinking that his ideas in the past few days might be useful, but he didn't want to.

The Extreme Evil Origin and the Lotus of the Perfect Dao Foundation in the body are like fire and water, and they are fundamentally incompatible with each other.

If you want to forcibly support it, the final result will definitely be that you end up in embarrassment, and even Linghai will be injured by the collapse.

"Do you two think this method is feasible?" Fang Yanli took a few breaths and asked Pi Lulu and Yao Chi.

Without thinking, the two said, "No." ”

"Why?" Fang was surprised.

Pi Lulu's little face showed a natural look: "You have tried it a few times, those two things will explode as soon as you touch them, and they will be the same no matter how many times you try." ”

Yao Chi also nodded: "I think you just choose to tie that Wuxiao Demon Pill, it's good, at least you can use it now, and I'll talk about it later." ”

Fang Yanli couldn't help but hesitate a little when he heard this, the reason why he was still trying until now was actually that he was still hesitating between the two kinds of knots.

Of course, adversity was originally the goal he wanted to pursue, but don't forget, the second type of primeval pill is to require cultivators to achieve adversity.

Although I don't know which is stronger or weaker between the primeval pill and the demon pill, the requirements of this primeval pill are obviously much higher, and in Fang Yanli's subconscious, he thinks that the primeval pill is stronger.

And it is said that he has the right to choose, but before entering the rebellion, in fact, he only had one choice at all.

"No, I'll have to try. Fang was unwilling to give up without even looking at it, the ceremony of winning the Dan had not really begun, he still had to struggle!

Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate anymore, hurriedly suppressed the chaotic spiritual power, took a deep breath, and tried again.

Half an hour, boom!

Fang gradually turned pale, but after resting for a while, he tried to close his eyes again.

Yaochi and Pi Lulu glanced at each other, a little helpless.

Fang gradually left his cultivation was sometimes too strict, but this was also the reason why he was able to come to this point.

If he had been the first to be lazy and self-satisfied before he had achieved results, he would have died at the hands of that unknown pawn.

Fortunately, there is a soundproof formation in the room, and the abnormal movement of Fang gradually leaving here will not be noticed.

A whole day passed, Fang gradually left his uninjured body in a mess by him, full of qi, blood and spiritual power, not to mention serious injuries, but also grinning in pain, so uncomfortable.

However, it was precisely because of this that Fang gradually left a trace of blood.

"I don't believe it!" he said with a low voice with red eyes, and with a flip of his palm, he had already grabbed a small pill in his hand.

In order to try this, he has been desperate.

Since there were people in ancient times who could reach adversity, those people were not the source of adversity, he had a treasure on him, but he couldn't enter the adversity, this sense of disparity simply made Fang gradually go crazy.

In fact, he didn't know that it was precisely because he wanted to rebel with his origin, so the difficulty reached an extremely high level. The stronger the thing against the sky, the more difficult it is to enter into rebellion.

In this way, continue to fail, continue to try, and when the next day passes, Fang Yanli finally reached the limit, the green tendons on his forehead jumped wildly, and he swallowed a small pill without hesitation.

When he reached the peak of the late stage of foundation building, to be honest, Xiao Huandan's help to him was not so strong. But fortunately, Fang Yuanli was only injured by the Spirit Sea being shattered, and there was nothing else.

After a whole day of pranayama, Fang gradually left to fully recover, but he also had to stop his crazy actions.

The ceremony began.

He pushed open the door, and in an instant, the sound of boiling people hit like a tide, and Fang was suddenly stunned.

The first thing outside the guest house is that it has changed dramatically.

If he hadn't known that this was in the Ancient Dharma Altar Mountain, he would have thought that he was in a prosperous city.

The wide and flat roads crossed diagonally, and all kinds of shops and miscellaneous items were being tidied up, and it could be seen that each shop was a disciple of the Qing Capsule Daozhou, and there was a considerable difference in clothing.

The clothes worn by the people of Qingbao Daozhou are quite short, and the lower bodies of both men and women are at least exposed to the knees, and the arms are all exposed, which is really very distinguishable compared to people in robes like Fang Yanli.

In addition, the people here seem to like to delve into some tricks of ingenuity, and it was really amazing to see a monk from the Dao Prefecture called a dark iron bird flying in before Fang gradually left.

Of course, there are also a lot of outsiders here, and the two rooms on the left and right of Fang gradually opened one after another, and the two monks who walked out were obviously also from the outside world.

In the distance, a series of storefronts are paved, and only the road in the middle is a crowd of people moving.

At the end of the crowd, there was a large platform, roughly estimated to be nearly a thousand, densely suspended in mid-air.

Further back, there is a huge floating slaughter, exuding a sacred red gold light, where is the holy place of the Xuanji Temple, which ordinary people cannot approach.

It's just that Fang gradually left and saw dozens of hanging stone chairs around Futu, which should be other people from Daozhou who came to watch the ceremony.

Fang gradually turned his head to look at a monk who had walked out of the door, holding a cyan wooden sign in his hand.

There are also people on the road holding red and white wooden signs, counting their own black, which means that there are at least four kinds of wooden cards.

Soon Fang gradually left and merged into the flow of people, and at this time he had already taken off the amorphous mask.

But perhaps because of the passage of time, many people have forgotten Fang Yuanli's name, let alone his face: no more than an inch of hair on his head, which is very different from his former appearance. Of course, it could also be that because of the fiery atmosphere here, many people don't have time to take care of others.

Along the way, Fang gradually left and found that both sides of the road were selling pills, and they were all from Qingbao Daozhou, and it seemed that people from other Daozhou were not allowed to trade and sell openly here.

As for the things that these people sell, they are naturally the pills of each family, and there are also a few shops with a lot of pomp, obviously disciples of famous families, and the things they sell are the remaining pills on the list of almsgiving, except for the twenty-three that have entered the Dan Ceremony.

Some even posted the words Xuanguan Dan, but it should not be the grade of Xuanguan Jidan.