Chapter 482: The Crisis of Jin Hongmen (Part I)

"In short, the more scattered green bricks, the greater the magical power produced after fusion...... Hong Gang said excitedly: "It's a pity that these 'Fang Tian Jin Ming Bricks' have been scattered all over the Immortal Cultivation Realm for thousands of years due to various reasons. Originally, there were eight pieces in the sect, but two pieces were lost in the past few years. On this trip to the Nine Shades, I also brought out two pieces. ”

......

Hong Gang's words were replayed again in Yang Fan's mind.

Although as early as thirty years ago, Hong Gang was unfortunately buried in the Nine Secret Realms, but Yang Fan did not forget the information about the "Fang Tian Jin Ming Brick".

"Send additional manpower to conduct all-round monitoring and infiltration of Jinhongmen, and strive to find the whereabouts of the 'Ice Millstone'. ”

Yang Fan commanded.

"Yes, King. Yin San bowed and asked, "What else does the king command?"

"Find out the news about the treasure of Jinhongmen Town's mountain, 'Fangtian Jin Ming Brick', and if possible, you can get it at any cost. Jin Hongmen is also a first-class faction that has been inherited for a long time, and I may personally take action in this matter. ”

Yang Fan groaned.

Yin San promised to leave quickly, and let the Dark Blood Dynasty take action.

"Fang Tian Jin Ming Brick, there are a total of sixteen parts, and I only got four, and Yuyang Guojin Hongmen, there should be four more. ”

A hint of anticipation flashed in Yang Fan's eyes.

swish

On the palm of his hand, there were four square bricks suspended, shining with green glow, exuding a thick and distant aura.

Airplanes~~

Suddenly, the four Fangtian golden bricks were combined to form a giant brick with cloth and gold patterns, releasing a majestic and heavy atmosphere.

The magic trick in his hand changed slightly, and the giant Fang Tian Jin Ming Brick melted into the void and disappeared.

Four Fangtian golden bricks, after fusion, are medium-grade magic weapons.

If you can fuse eight pieces, it will be at least the first level of the ancient treasure, and listening to Hong Gang's meaning, it will be more powerful than the ordinary ancient treasure.

"This brick is extraordinary, it can be attacked and defended, and its defensive power is incomparably great. If I can collect all eight pieces, it will definitely greatly increase my survivability, even in the face of the Yuanying Grand Cultivator, it will be enough to protect myself. ”

Yang Fan raised his hand and waved, there was a drum in the air, and Fang Tianjin's bricks appeared in front of him again.

He closed his eyes and quietly comprehended the subtleties contained in the magic weapon of Fang Tianjin's Ming Brick.

Many magic weapons in the immortal cultivation world are not only weapons for combat methods, but some of them even carry unique information.

In particular, ancient treasures have their own historical origins and unique backgrounds.

Yang Fan obtained four Fangtian Golden Ming bricks, which had been used in battle, and he did not study them carefully.

Time flowed quietly, and half a day later, the Fang Tian Jin Ming brick in front of Yang Fan suddenly released a golden brilliant light, whining, and an inexplicable throbbing sounded.

Yang Fan's face changed, and he hurriedly put away Fang Tianjin's bricks.

"I didn't expect that between the parts of this Tianjinming brick, there can also be a faint induction. ”

Yang Fan was taken aback.

After some research, he realized some incomplete information from Fang Tianjin's Ming bricks, and even sensed the existence of other parts by mistake.

This kind of induction is an echo between many magic weapon fragments, and they can sense each other's existence when they are not too far apart.

"There are also four golden bricks, I can sense it, it should be in Yuyang Country. As for the other eight parts, the induction is very vague, and it may not be in Beiqin. ”

Yang Fan's eyes flickered.

After putting away Fang Tianjin's Ming bricks, Yang Fan took out another skull blood book that exuded an ancient and gloomy atmosphere.

This is exactly what Zhu Feng said in his mouth, the Blood Demon Dao Legend Spirit Treasure "Blood Forbidden Purgatory Book".

"I'm not a Blood Demon Dao cultivator, listening to what Zhu Feng meant, at least I need to cultivate in the late Yuan Infant period before I can use it. ”

Yang Fan began to fall into deep thought.

He was even considering whether he should minor in another Blood Demon Dao Technique.

But this idea was quickly rejected by him.

After so many years of cultivation, he profoundly realized:

Xianhongjue is his true foundation and origin.

Xianhong's path of evolution is a path he has chosen a long time ago.

Everything else is just to increase the cost of surviving in the immortal cultivation world.

"I don't believe you can't refine this thing......"

Yang Fan's face froze, and a pale green hazy flame suddenly appeared in his palm.

Yang Fan knew very well the wonderful use of the Enlightening and Purifying World Flame, and it had miraculous effects in refining magic weapons and alchemy.

Especially when used in alchemy, it can greatly increase the effect of the pill and the success rate of alchemy.

Yang Fan crossed his knees in the Xianhong space, sacrificed the Flame of Enlightenment and Purification, and began to try to refine this thing.

As always, the Blood Forbidden Purgatory Book didn't have much of a reaction.

Yang Fan gritted his teeth, and the light flame in his hand was bright, and the light was so bright that it turned into countless white tadpole flames.

This is the battle form of the Enlightening and Pure World Flame, which can make all existence wither and purify all things in the world.

Buzz~~

Suddenly, the Blood Forbidden Purgatory Book bloomed with earth-shattering blood light, which suddenly bounced Yang Fan away, and let out a terrifying trembling sound.

"Sure enough, this thing is spiritual. Yang Fan's eyes showed a different color, and he withdrew the flame of opening the light and purifying the world.

His intuition told him that if he really used the Enlightening Pure World Flame to move strongly, it would inevitably greatly damage the spirituality and power of this object, and even let it degenerate into an ordinary magic weapon.

"Okay, although I need the late stage realm to use this thing, after I am promoted to the middle stage of the root formation, I may not be able to give it a try. ”

Thinking of this, Yang Fan put away the Blood Forbidden Purgatory Book and began to meditate.

The green species of life in the body is full of vitality, and the "soul root" transformed from the heart veins extends little by little in his body, wanting to completely transform all the meridians in the body into the form of the soul root.

If he can do that, Yang Fan will be able to successfully step into the middle stage of Yangen, and his control of the earth will enter a new realm, and his strength will be incomparable.

At this moment, Yang Fan's meridians all over his body were full of a hint of pale yellow crystal, and in a moment, he could feel and absorb the power of additional earth essence.

"If I can step into the middle stage of the roots, even if I am not on the ground, I can easily feel and grasp the earth. ”

Yang Fan's eyes showed the luster of enlightenment, and then he slowly closed his eyes and seized the time to cultivate.

In this state of cultivation that has reached the earth, time often passes very quickly.

Yang Fan can't wait to retreat for decades or hundreds of years in one breath, and break through to the middle or late stage of the accumulation seed.

However, the chaotic Yuyang Kingdom now does not allow him to cultivate comfortably for a long time.

Four or five days later.

"Report to the king, it has been found out that the other four Fangtian Jinming bricks are in the hands of the current head of Jinhongmen. As for the ice millstone, some clues were also found and fell into the hands of a certain inner disciple of the Jin Hongmen. ”

Yin San came to report the news.

"Okay, you keep an eye on it, this matter is not allowed to travel to the pool, and this king will personally take action. Let's go back to some details......"

Yang Fan's voice was lowered, and he explained some things to Yin San.

......

In the meantime.

In the eastern part of Yuyang Country, a hilly land with splendid mountains and rivers.

A first-class immortal cultivator with thousands of years of heritage is making an extremely difficult choice.

Jin Hongmen.

In the high hall, on the throne of the golden lion, a majestic and masculine voice echoed in the hall:

"Today, this sect has summoned all of you to make a decision with you about the rise and fall of our sect. ”

On the throne of the golden lion, a tall and burly golden-robed old man slowly stood up.

Below, on the two rows of seats, there were four or five Jindan high-level elders and more than a dozen powerhouses above the late stage of foundation building.

At this moment, with the words of the head of Jin Hongmen, there was a solemn and solemn atmosphere in the hall.

Everyone put away their playfulness and leisure, and their faces were solemn.

The old man in the golden robe, with a tiger face with a Chinese face, revealed more worries while revealing his majesty.

"Master, what is about to happen in this Yuyang country, can't even I, 'Jin Hongmen', get out of it?"

An old man with a gray beard stood up tremblingly and asked puzzled.

Everyone's eyes were also fixed on the face of the golden-robed old man.

They don't understand why the boss, who has always been calm and unfazed, has such anxiety on his face?

"Today's Yuyang Country is very chaotic and chaotic......," Jin Hong's head took a breath, "Some time ago, you should be very clear about the destruction of the Ghost Gate. ”

As soon as these words came out, all the monks below were silent.

The Ghost Sect was originally a first-class faction on a par with Jin Hongmen, and in recent years, it has even given birth to the Yuanying High Rank.

However, not long ago, the Ghost Sect was destroyed overnight.

"Master, what does this have to do with our Jinhong Sect? The reason why the Ghost Illusion Sect was destroyed was because it didn't know what to do and provoked the Xianhong Medical Pavilion first. I, Jin Hongmen, have not taken the initiative to provoke any big forces over the years. ”

A Jindan high-level puzzled way.

"No," the golden-robed old man shook his head, and suddenly raised his hand, and a golden brick appeared in front of him.

"Treasure of the Town"

"Fang Tian Jin Ming Brick"

The monks were moved.

"You should know that in recent decades, our sect has lost four golden bricks, two of which were accidentally lost, and two of which were buried together in the secret realm after three generations of disciples entered the Nine Shadows Secret Realm. ”

The golden-robed old man said.

"Of course we know that. "Another Jindan nun said.

Although Hong Gang was buried in the secret realm, the magic weapon and other things in his hand were brought out. Thirty years ago, I sensed the presence of four other golden bricks. However, in the past 30 years, he has lost his senses. ”

The old man in the golden robe suddenly showed a hint of horror in his eyes: "This sect thought that this matter was over, but I never expected that in recent times, before and after the destruction of the Ghost Sect, I sensed the existence of four other golden bricks. Especially a few days ago, the induction was very strong, and it was completely certain that it was in Yuyang. ”

"Thirty years ago, I entered the Nine Secret Realms, and thirty years later, Yuyang reappeared, and I ...... before and after the destruction of the Ghost Gate."

Jin Hong's voice almost trembled, his eyes swept over everyone, and he took a deep breath:

"There is only one ...... for those who are eligible"

Suddenly, there was a dead silence in the entire high hall, and even the "fluttering" sound of the heart could be heard.

Everyone at the top of Jinhongmen looked at each other, their eyes full of horror.

In the minds of the monks, a legendary figure who rose like a comet appeared at the same time.

(One more arrives)