Chapter 82: Golden Armor Talisman

The medicinal herb is different from the spirit grass, it does not have any aura itself, it is the medicinal herb in the mortal dust. But if it can grow in this secret realm, and it can be valued by the Feibo Sect, it needs to be picked by outer disciples, which means that it will not be too ordinary.

With the assistance of the eight-tailed cat, Fang Wenyuan picked the herbs very quickly, and he picked a lot of them in half a day. But Fang Wenyuan had a doubt in his heart, if this selection is really that simple, then what is the meaning of the selection?

However, he is not a person who likes to drill the horns of the bull, so he simply calms down and picks herbs when he can't figure it out, and he is too lazy to think about it.

Caixia Secret Realm, the situation inside is more complicated, there are many demon beasts entrenched in it, the deeper you go, the more herbs you encounter, the more chances of encountering demon beasts, and the stronger the strength of demon beasts.

Some of the organs on the demon beast's body, or something of value, are also precious materials that the monk needs. Some are used for alchemy, and some are used for refining weapons, so in addition to the medicinal herbs, the materials on the demon beast are also one of Fang Wenyuan's targets.

Not long after, Fang Wenyuan found the last herb according to the sketch drawn by the eight-tailed cat.

Just as I was about to go picking, my heart skipped a beat, and I felt that something was wrong. There was also a strange feeling coming from his divine sense, he had been outside the sect for a long time, and he had a lot of experience in fighting. So after coming to this secret realm, he has been vigilant.

When he noticed something unusual, Fang Wenyuan paused without hesitation and stepped back.

Just as he took a step back, a thin white light flashed in front of him, almost touching his forehead. Fang Wenyuan's left eye has been transformed several times, and it is different from ordinary people, so this inconspicuous white light was instantly seen through by him.

It's a needle, a thin silver needle. Needle-type spiritual weapons are extremely difficult to refine, and they are also difficult to control, but their effects are also very significant, and they do have miraculous effects when used for sneak attacks. Even if Fang Wenyuan's divine sense grew, he almost didn't notice it. It's enough to show what makes it extraordinary.

Using such a spiritual weapon, and the angle is the only way for him to collect medicinal herbs, it is obviously to kill him, if he is not vigilant, I am afraid that he would have died at this moment. With no grudge or hatred, even the most good-tempered person would be annoyed, so he looked at the direction where the flying needle hit.

Smack!

In a dark corner of the woods, a man slowly walked out, and three applause came from his hand. This person's figure was rather weird, although it was within the range of Fang Wenyuan's divine sense, he couldn't sense it at all.

If it weren't for him appearing alive in Fang Wenyuan's field of vision, Fang Wenyuan would definitely not think that there were other people around here.

He also seemed a little surprised that Fang Wenyuan avoided his needle, but this did not affect his determination to kill Fang Wenyuan, in his eyes, Fang Wenyuan was no different from a dead man.

This man was Wei Hua who came in a hurry, his face was gloomy at the moment, and with a gesture of his hand, the silver needle that had just been sent out immediately flew back into his hand. In order to be able to hit with one hit, he sneaked in, and when he threw out the silver needle, he didn't have the slightest spiritual power, the purpose was to prevent Fang Wenyuan from finding out.

However, Fang Wenyuan's divine sense was far more intelligent than that of his peers, although after losing his hard work, the huge divine consciousness became like a burden to him, and it was difficult to mobilize it freely. But he still mobilized most of his divine sense, so that he was keenly aware of some imperceptible things, which made Wei Hua's wishful thinking come to naught.

Facing a person who was ruthless to himself, of course Fang Wenyuan would not be polite to him, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said, "This needle is yours?"

Wei Hua smiled contemptuously and said, "Exactly!"

Seeing that the other party agreed so happily, Fang Wenyuan knew in his heart that he was afraid that the other party was deliberately making trouble for him, and said, "I ask myself if I have no grudge against you, why did Your Excellency do such a poisonous thing?"

Wei Hua flicked his sleeves: "Hmph! There is a lot of nonsense, do I need a reason to kill you?" As he spoke, Wei Hua's whole person had already pounced, and the silver needle in his hand was also very spiritually circling around him.

On the way up, Wei Hua muttered some spells in his mouth, and suddenly let out a low shout: "Bah!" A strange ripple echoed in the void.

Fang Wenyuan, who was originally engrossed, suddenly felt a little in a trance, and at this moment, he was negligent, let Wei Hua come to his side, and swung a punch straight to his chest.

But Wei Hua, who was about to succeed, suddenly turned pale, because Fang Wenyuan was only in a slight trance before returning to normal. He grabbed a punch from him in one hand and flicked it to the side, draining his strength.

Fang Wenyuan knew that the pirate map in the sea was not an ornament. Although his trick was weird, it made Fang Wenyuan feel a little trance, but it was only a trace.

Of course, Wei Hua would not give up just yet, as soon as the movement in his hand changed, the flying needle suddenly attacked Fang Wenyuan. At this moment, the flying needle infused with spiritual power no longer glowed with silver-white light as before, but became transparent, more imperceptible, and even the divine consciousness could not detect it.

At this moment, the distance was very close, and the silver needle suddenly shot towards Fang Wenyuan's eyebrows. If Fang Wenyuan's left eye hadn't been able to see, I'm afraid Wei Hua would have succeeded. I saw that his expression froze, and his right hand stretched out to block the center of his eyebrows.

Although Wei Hua was surprised that Fang Wenyuan could detect the flying needle, he also laughed secretly, laughing at Fang Wenyuan's stupidity, and actually resisted with his hand. Although this silver needle is only a high-grade spiritual weapon, the flying needle is small, and its penetrating power is no less than that of a top-grade spiritual weapon.

But the next moment, Wei Hua felt a little incredible, the flying needle hit Fang Wenyuan's palm, and instead of penetrating Fang Wenyuan's palm and head as he expected, it bounced out.

What kind of strong body is this, which can actually block an attack that is no less than a top-grade spiritual weapon? Of course, Wei Hua didn't know that Fang Wenyuan's hand was unbreakable, unbreakable as thin as a cicada's wing, and extremely tough, how could it be broken by a small flying needle.

After a short period of surprise, Wei Hua restrained his thoughts, taboo distraction in the battle, and the slightest carelessness would take his life, which he still knew very well. After the silver needle bounced away, the golden light in Wei Hua's hand flashed, and he suddenly slapped it again: "Jinsha!"

The palm glowing with golden light exuded bursts of sharp aura, making Fang Wenyuan's skin a little tingling. He was also secretly frightened, the Fei Bo Sect was really capable of producing many people, and an outer disciple had such strength. If this palm is hard-connected, I am afraid that it will be stabbed by the metallic spiritual power in it.

But he was naturally not afraid if he didn't break it in his hand, and the golden light collapsed after the two palms faced each other. Wei Hua took more than a dozen steps back before stopping, and at the same time felt that his five organs were churning, and he unconsciously looked at Fang Wen Yuan a few points higher.

He knew very well the power of Fang Cai's palm. The Golden Sands Palm is not the spell of the Fei Bo Sect, but the spell of his family, and with one palm, it can crush a boulder as hard as iron into sand.

But after Fang Wenyuan took this palm hard, there seemed to be no damage, so he felt more and more that this Fang Wenyuan was far from simple. If it weren't for Zhou Ye conveying the 'sect's order', he wouldn't want to provoke Fang Wenyuan.

On the other hand, Fang Wenyuan, after taking a hard palm, did not advance but retreated, and suddenly withdrew more than ten zhang before stopping. Stretching out his hand and swiping it on his waist, a golden wooden bow was held in his hand, and suddenly he took a stride and pulled the bow to two-thirds of the way.

The aura of the surrounding heaven and earth suddenly became violent, converging towards the bow in his hand, turning into a golden arrow, an arrow with a green arrow body, and a series of movements in one go, as if it had been practiced countless times.

Shout~

The sound of breaking the sky suddenly sounded.

Wei Hua, who was locked by the arrow, felt a strong aura at this moment, which made his scalp tingle. The figure suddenly fell backwards, and at the same time, the divine sense controlled the silver needle to make a detour in the woods, and shot towards Fang Wenyuan at a tricky angle.

The arrows swirled in the air, driving a whirlpool of spiritual energy, stirring the fallen leaves among the trees, like wild beasts rushing to it.

On the way back, Wei Hua found that the arrow was still growing, and it was not a way to go on like this, so he stood still, pinched the trick with one hand, and suddenly pushed it out with one palm, and drank: "King Kong Protector!" A burst of golden light escaped like a wave, turning into a phantom of the Buddha, enveloping Wei Hua in it.

The arrow has already struck, the golden Buddha pushed out with a palm, and with a sonorous sound, a ripple with the arrow and the Buddha's palm as the core, spread outward, and the smoke and dust on the ground stirred up and turned into a dust ring.

But these are not over, the arrows are still spinning, and although the Buddha's palm blocks it, it does not wear it out. On the contrary, the arrows have been consuming the phantom of the Buddha, and Wei Hua's face gradually turned pale.

The golden wood bow is quite extraordinary, when the old man surnamed Li attacked Fang Wenyuan, he only pulled it apart by a third, of course, this is because the body of the old man surnamed Li is not strong enough. But even if it was only opened by a third, it also made Fang Wenyuan, who was unbreakable, tremble in his arm after breaking the arrow.

At this moment, the golden wood bow was two-thirds opened by him, and the power of the arrows sent out was even more difficult to resist.

After being resisted by Wei Hua for a while, the arrows finally slowly wore off and began to collapse. When Wei Hua's face just showed a little joy, his expression changed suddenly, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

His gaze suddenly became extremely cold, and he looked at Fang Wenyuan.

Feeling Wei Hua's gaze, the thunder light on Fang Wenyuan's body disappeared, and he received the silver needle in his hand into the storage bag.

Fang Cai Weihua took advantage of his unpreparedness and detoured the silver needle back into the forest, if it wasn't for the eight-tailed cat on Fang Wenyuan's shoulder to find it in time, he would probably already be a cold corpse at this moment.

After Fang Wenyuan dodged this blow, the silver needle had Wei Hua's divine sense on it, so he turned back quite spiritually. However, Fang Wenyuan had already prepared, and directly sent out a palm thunderbolt, and then gathered some thunder snakes on top of Bupo, grabbed the silver needle, and forcibly erased the divine consciousness on it.

The divine consciousness is an extension of the monk's soul and senses, which can drive away and protect things, but if the separated divine consciousness is damaged, it will implicate the injury of the body. If the consciousness is damaged, it will vomit blood and the sea will be turbulent, and the soul will be injured at worst, and his life will be in danger.

This is why many monks are seriously injured after the magic weapon is damaged. The same is true for Wei Hua at this moment, if he is just to complete the task assigned by Zhou Ye. So now, he really wanted to kill Fang Wenyuan, because Fang Wenyuan made him really murderous.

The arrows were almost exhausted, and Wei Hua blocked this arrow, although the loss of spiritual power was relatively serious, it was not enough for him to retreat.

It also took some time for Fang Wenyuan to collect the silver needle, and under this delay, he did not come to attack Wei Hua. It also gave Wei Hua a chance to breathe, so that he would not be attacked by arrows and worried about Fang Wenyuan's attack.

At this moment, the threat of arrows has been lifted, and seeing that Fang Wenyuan is about to attack, Wei Hua shouted: "Golden armor protection!"