Chapter 129: A lifesaver

Although he fell asleep, his soul still retained some lucidity, and he saw the seven needles hanging in the sea of knowledge, wrapped in seven clouds of transparent smoke.

The seven needles became more and more translucent between rotations, and the transparent smoke that swirled around them turned into a vortex, gradually decreasing, and finally all poured into the seven needles.

Seeing that the seven needles became solid, there was suddenly some luster of white jade. In this way, the seven-needle soul sealing is considered to have completed the first step. At this point, Fang Wenyuan put his mind at ease, and after breathing a sigh of relief, his spirit was confused for a while, and he was unconscious.

Three days later, Fang Wenyuan gradually woke up, and the defensive formation in the cave was still running dutifully, although the slightest light was not strong, it did not fall in the slightest to illuminate the corners of the cave.

The eight-tailed cat's expression was also as depressed as Fang Wenyuan's, and the eight tails were also drooping to the ground, looking listless.

Before falling unconscious, Fang Wenyuan had felt a burst of vitality coming from his body, repairing the damage in his body. This injury is not trivial, it is the seven needles that directly penetrate the soul, and the whole body is moved, and the situation in the body can be described as a mess.

It was precisely because of that mass of vitality that Fang Wenyuan woke up so quickly. Although he was still weak, it was just because of the lack of spiritual energy in his body, and his injuries had all recovered unconsciously.

Looking at the appearance of the eight-tailed cat, Fang Wenyuan understood in his heart, and sighed lightly: "Although the eight-tailed cat is usually in danger, he will always help me, alas, this kindness should be remembered!"

Unconsciously, the eight-tailed cat had saved him on the verge of life and death several times, and Fang Wenyuan was not ignorant of such kindness, nor did he not remember it. It's just that although the usual eight-tailed cat seems to be heartless, it is always alienating him intentionally or unintentionally, and it always seems to be mixed with some distrust.

Even if you pass on his spells, you have to wait for him to make a condition in exchange for barbecue. Therefore, he couldn't guess what kind of thoughts Yao had, so he could only cooperate with Yao to make trouble.

The origin of the eight tails comes from the thin and transparent glove in his hand. Listening to its words, it seems that I have been trapped in it for an unknown number of years. And it changed hands several times before it was his turn. What exactly did it go through? Fang Wen was far from being able to find out, and Yao did not mention it.

Everyone has their own secrets, and Fang Wenyuan doesn't want to delve into them. Although the eight-tailed cat is his spiritual pet, the eight-tailed sight and hear, as well as the spells it throws casually, are enough to make him frightened. In fact, in his heart, Yao is like a senior, although he usually messes with it, it is just an illusion on the surface.

Its purpose was just to convince the eight-tailed cat that he was not a person with bad intentions, and although he became its owner by accident, it did not mean that Fang Wenyuan just regarded it as a spirit pet.

After thinking about it for a long time, Fang Wenyuan's heart was a little confused. The eight-tails are like a cloud of mist, and when I stretched out my hand to tease it, I realized that behind the fog was still a sea of fog. Maybe it's best to keep it the way it is

It took half a day for Fang Wenyuan to recover his Yuan Li and carefully collect the languishing eight-tailed cat into the storage bag.

set his eyes on Jiang Hao, who had imprisoned his soul, and at this point, there was another sigh of emotion in his heart. Because of a misunderstanding that day, it caused a battle of words, and I took advantage of the situation to attack Zhou Ye in a sense of grievance, but I didn't expect it to cause a series of troubles later.

There are more than a dozen people who died in this 'misunderstanding', these people listened to Zhou Ye's slander, and thought that they were loyal to the sect, but they didn't expect that everything was just to satisfy Zhou Ye's selfish desires.

Where people want, each has its own pursuit, striving for fame and fortune, walking on thin ice, the slightest carelessness is a catastrophe.

The body and mind are in the red dust, even if you have the resources for cultivation and the creation of feathering and ascending to immortals, how can the road not be bumpy?

Cultivating immortals, cultivating immortals, cultivating at ease? If not, what can become immortals? Isn't it for the sake of divine weapons and elixirs?

Throughout the ages, how many people have been able to fade away from the world of mortal fetus?

Even if the mortal fetus fades, if the mortal heart is not exhausted, compared with ordinary people, it is just more capable of calling the wind and rain.

Today, for some reason, Fang Wenyuan had many feelings out of thin air in his heart, and he was depressed for a while. Perhaps it was Zhou Ye's means that bewitched people's hearts and made him have conjectures out of thin air.

However, if those who chased and killed him did not have the desire to compete for fame and profit, how could they be used by others? At this point, Fang Wenyuan had to reflect on himself.

Although the thoughts in his heart are like this, his heart to the Tao has never wavered, and if the whereabouts of his parents are not found for a day, his heart will not be stable.

If not, you may set up a private school next to a country road to teach and educate people, play chessboard games with others in your spare time, and enjoy a cup of tea. And the joy of the young ministers' knees, free from the world, not happy with things, not sad with themselves. Wouldn't it be nice to turn into a handful of loess and be alone?

Time flew by like a white horse, and even though Fang Wenyuan's heart was full of thoughts, he finally slowly immersed himself

In the stone cave, the young man was wearing plain clothes, his sword eyebrows were handsome and extraordinary, but there was a trace of time between his eyebrows.

His eyes seem to contain the sun, moon and stars, but they are calm and restrained. The long hair was tied casually, with a lazy appearance, but he was sitting upright, his hands were spread flat on his knees, and his body was swimming, like a green lotus out of the dust.

In the middle of the sound, the young man muttered: "The seven needles have begun to take shape, and they have passed through the soul, with soul blood attached to them, and then there is the inscription engraved on the seal, which can be regarded as truly complete!" This young man is Fang Wenyuan.

Looking up at Jiang Hao standing on the side, his expression became cold, and said: "No resentment and no hatred, you want to take my life, although I am not a big traitor, but the clay man still has three points of fire, planted in my hands"

This Jiang Hao's method that day, Fang Wenyuan still has palpitations when he thinks about it now, if it weren't for the eight-tailed cat imprisoning his soul at the last moment, he would be the one who is afraid of death. As soon as he thought of this, the guilt of refining Jiang Hao's body was much weaker.

His mind sank, and he returned to the sea of consciousness, and his consciousness came out.

The seven needles were still hanging in the air, Fang Wenyuan waved his hand, and the seven needles flew to his side and circled around him with a lot of spirituality. Fang Wenyuan couldn't help but show joy and said, "The shape of the seven arrays gathering seven needles is a weapon. The blood of the soul is fused into it, and it is the spirit. Only a spirit can be regarded as a divine soldier! Not to mention that this spirit is a part of myself. ”

After a while, Fang Wenyuan gathered his mind and sat cross-legged in the sea of knowledge, waving his hands continuously, drawing lines in the void, and constantly imprinting on the seven needles.

This process was extremely slow, and Fang Wenyuan was also proceeding cautiously, not daring to make the slightest mistake. If there is a mistake at this time, then a lot of hard work and adventure will probably be in vain

Yuan Xiong was a disciple of the outer gate of the Feibo Sect, and when he entered the door wall back then, he had low qualifications and could only become an outer disciple. However, his heart to the Tao is firm, and he has been struggling at the bottom for decades, and finally has a foundation to cultivate.

And some of the disciples who entered the outer gate with him, many of them were depressed and left behind by him. Recently, he experienced the trial of the Caixia Secret Realm, and then entered the selection of the Ten Thousand Demon Diagram, and is expected to become an inner disciple. At this time, in the eyes of his peers, he seemed to have become a role model.

It can be said that this is the time when he is most energetic, but when he enters the Ten Thousand Demon Diagram, he is not carried away by sugar-coated shells. This place is dangerous and unpredictable, so I have always been cautious, and I don't dare to pick the valuable spiritual herb elixir easily.

It must be known that once such heaven and earth spiritual objects appear, they will definitely be guarded by demon beasts. Demon beasts are extremely slow to advance, so these spirit objects are precious to them.

Yuan Xiong, who had already entered the Ten Thousand Demon Diagram, knew that the opportunity to be promoted to the inner gate was rare, and he didn't want to lose his feet, so he could only reluctantly give up these spiritual herbs and elixirs, thinking that as long as he stayed in the Ten Thousand Demon Diagram for three months, when his identity changed, his cultivation resources would be even more incompatible. And why bother to bury your future for the sake of greed?

However, it backfired! Ruins suddenly appeared in the central area of the Ten Thousand Demon Diagram, and although Yuan Xiong also felt that there must be an opportunity in it, he didn't dare to take risks. However, the demon beasts in the Ten Thousand Demon Diagram suddenly rioted/chaotic.

The demon beasts that built the foundation and even below the foundation were constantly gathering on the periphery, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally driving all the disciples to the central area. Yuan Xiong thought that he was well hidden, but he was still found by these demon beasts.

So a fight was inevitable, but there were many demon beasts, and it was difficult to defeat the four hands with two fists, so Yuan Xiong could only flee to the central area.

There were also a few foundation building demon beasts chasing after him, like an overseer spurring behind him. And these demon beasts are ruthless, as if they have a deep hatred with him.

After using the secret technique several times, Yuan Xiong was able to escape the catastrophe, but he was also emaciated, and the three foundation-building demon beasts behind him were still chasing after him, which made him feel helpless. While feeling bitter in my heart, I was also thinking about whether to give up the selection?

Like the Caixia Secret Realm Trial, all the disciples carry a talisman seal on their bodies, and if they encounter an irresolvable crisis, they can directly pinch it, so as to withdraw from the Ten Thousand Demon Diagram safely, and it also means that they have lost the qualification to be promoted to the inner gate.

Yuan Xiong was unwilling, and finally managed to come up with a glimmer of hope, how could he just give up. So he gritted his teeth and accelerated towards the central area.

Suddenly, on an inconspicuous mountain peak in front of him, there was a burst of glow, and Yuan Xiong, who was attracted by the violent fluctuations of spiritual power, looked sideways, and thought in his heart: "Could it be that there is a senior brother here who is cultivating with the help of a strong spiritual energy?"

The aura in the Ten Thousand Demon Diagram is a little stronger than that of the Flying Bozong Blessed Land, and some disciples who don't want to take risks in the Ten Thousand Demon Diagram like him may dive here, so that they can spend three months safely and be successfully promoted to the inner gate.

As soon as he thought of this, Yuan Xiong's heart was agitated, and he said secretly: "If there is really a senior brother here, it is better to join hands to resist the enemy, and there is a little more hope!"

So looking at the burst of light, it was like grasping a life-saving straw and quickly swept over there.