Retracting the magic weapon, for the monks, especially for the Jindan real-level monks, it is nothing at all, as long as he beckons, the magic weapon will obediently return to his small Qiankun bag. But this time, Fang Ling and Wang Hetong were surprisingly slow to recover the magic weapon, and both of them recovered their momentum little by little, and it took a full quarter of an hour to recover the magic weapon.

At the moment when the magic weapon was withdrawn, Fang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and the Yi family sisters who were standing beside the two of them were even more relieved at this time. Although the two of them were just standing beside Fang Ling and Wang Hetong, they felt the imminent danger at that moment.

With the power just now, if both of them will attack, the Yi family sisters know that the probability of survival for the two of them is at most one or two percent. And when the two of them took back the magic weapon, it was actually a big test, and a little suspicious action on the part of one person was enough to make this small mountain turn into powder.

Wang and Tong also felt the tide on their backs, since becoming Jindan Zhenren, he didn't know how long he hadn't experienced the feeling of sticky backs. And just now, it really made him feel the danger!

Looking at Fang Ling on the other side, he reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said, "Brother Fang Dao, we really washed the Dragon King Temple in a big flood just now, and the family doesn't know the family." If both of us have urged the magic weapon, it will be a great wrong!"

Fang Ling smiled and said, "Brother Wang Dao is right, fortunately, we haven't made a big mistake yet, otherwise, it will be too late to regret it!"

Wang and Tong were just about to speak, when a flash of light suddenly shone in his small bag. This made Wang Hetong hesitate slightly, but then he pointed to his small Qiankun bag with his hand, and a jade talisman flashing with a strong green light appeared in his hand. These days. Wang Hetong had been using this jade talisman, and he naturally knew in his heart what it meant for the jade talisman to shine. After a little hesitation, Wang Hetong smiled and said, "Brother Fang Dao, this jade talisman was given by the ancestor in the sect, and it is mainly used to track down Chen Yupeng's death and the whereabouts of the items he carried. ”

As he spoke, Wang Hetong pinched a spell towards the jade talisman, and the green light on the jade talisman disappeared without a trace. That Wang Hetong was afraid that Fang Ling would misunderstand and explained: "Chen Yupeng is a disciple that my Thousand Bamboo Sect focuses on cultivating. He is going to die at the hands of others, and my Thousand Bamboo Sect will never give up, but he will die in the hands of you, Brother Fang. That's a different story. ”

Fang Ling looked at the jade talisman in Wang Hetong's hand, and when he saw Wang Hetong take back the jade talisman, he smiled and said, "What should I do?"

"If you're dead, you're dead!" Wang Hetong smiled lightly and said, "He, a foundation-building monk, dares to offend the majesty of you, Brother Fang, a Jindan Zhenren, without knowing whether he is alive or dead." Then his death. Even if you die, you should die, if you die, you should die!"

Wang Hetong's crisp and neat words shocked Fang Ling's heart, although he felt that this Wang Hetong would definitely not know how to be himself, he didn't expect him to say such a simple and extremely simple thing. After all, this Chen Yupeng was the first person among the disciples of the Thousand Bamboo Sect, and the Thousand Bamboo Sect had also invested a lot of resources in him.

And when his eyes looked at Wang Hetong, Wang Hetong's expression was extremely calm.

Wang Hetong also noticed Fang Ling's expression. However, he didn't seem to see it and said, "Brother Fang Dao, you have become a Dao Jindan, for our entire Thousand Bamboo Sect. It's all a big deal, I'm going back now to report this matter to the two ancestors, and a month later, I will also ask Brother Dao to return to the main altar and meet the two ancestors. ”

After saying this, Wang Hetong didn't say anything more, hugged his fist towards Fang Ling, and then set up a gloomy yellow cloud of light, which disappeared into the sky in an instant.

Fang Ling looked at Wang Hetong who was going away, and there was a hint of hesitation on his face. Where is the main altar of the Thousand Bamboo Sect, although he has not been there, he also knows. It's just that at this moment, when he asked him to go to the main altar of the Thousand Bamboo Sect, he had a feeling of lack of confidence in his heart.

Although Chen Yupeng was not killed by him, Chen Yupeng's small Qiankun bag and the Jin Fengce and other items were all in his hands. Just now, Wang Hetong looked like he was avenging Chen Yupeng, but now he has become his friend in the blink of an eye, and this huge change really makes him a little unacceptable.

"This main altar of the Thousand Bamboo Sect, should I go? or not?"

"Of course you have to go!" Yi Ling, who was standing on the side, said in a deep voice: "Although in the eyes of Wang and Tong, you and Chen Yupeng's death are inseparable, and even in their opinion, Chen Yupeng may die in your hands." However, this qiē is no longer important, the important thing is that you have been promoted to Jindan Zhenren, just by virtue of this, not to mention that you killed one Chen Yupeng, it doesn't matter if you kill three or five Chen Yupeng. ”

"For a sect, Jindan Zhenren is the most important combat force. No one would let a Jindan real person die because of the death of a core disciple. That Chen Yupeng's death may make many people in the Thousand Bamboo Sect feel painful, after all, Chen Yupeng is a foundation building disciple who is very likely to advance to the Jindan Zhenren, but even so, his value cannot be compared to yours, because you are already a Jindan Zhenren!"

"The gap between a dead foundation building disciple who may advance to Jindan and a Jindan real person is simply not comparable! Not to mention the Qianzhu Sect, even all the sects in Southern Chu will not do this kind of loss-making business. ”

Yi Ling's words made Fang Ling feel empowered. Now, his own thinking, is still standing in the position of a foundation building monk, and now, he is already a Jindan real person!

The dragon and tiger meet, and the life span of five hundred Jindan real people!

Refining magic weapons, the golden pill of the Nine Heavens of the Imperial Sword is a real person!

What's more, Chen Yupeng is dead, no matter how much hope he had during his lifetime. After all, he is dead. A dead person, no matter how talented he is, no matter how capable he is, is just a dead man!

His thoughts slowly calmed down, Fang Ling fell on Yi Zi and Yi Ling, he groaned for a moment, the magic trick in his hand pinched, and two blue lights instantly fell into the bodies of the two. This blue light was as fast as lightning, and the two of them didn't have time to dodge at all. At the moment of surprise, smiles appeared on Yi Zi and Yi Ling's faces. They felt that Fang Ling's prohibition in their bodies had disappeared, and after glancing at each other, the two of them said respectfully at the same time, "Thank you Fang...... Uncle Fang!"

Fang Ling waved his hand and said, "This was originally agreed upon by us, and you don't have to thank me." Now that the matter is over, you can go your separate ways. Of course, I don't mind if you hold a grudge against me, you just need to remember that if you make an enmity with me next time, it won't be as easy as it is now!"

"Please rest assured, Uncle Fang, after we go back, we will definitely keep this matter tight. Yi Zi glanced at Fang Ling respectfully and said in a low voice. What she said was the truth, after all, the earth-shattering blow when Fang Ling and Wang Hetong confronted him just now, the two of them could see it clearly, although the two sisters were proud people, they also knew that even if they became Jin Dan, they might not be able to receive the earth-shattering blow of the two. Fang Ling had just become Jin Dan, and he had such a means, unless it was a last resort, the two of them would definitely not want to provoke an enemy like Shang Ling.

"Uncle Fang has already become a Jindan, so you might as well go to the main altar of the Thousand Bamboo Sect. Every sect, for the new Jindan Zhenren, there is a very rich reward, in addition to immortal stones, magic weapons, there are also exercises. Yi Ling lowered his head and didn't look at Fang Ling, but said softly: "Although the Thousand Bamboo Sect is not as good as before at the moment, as the main branch of the Divine Sect, there are not a few supernatural powers in the sect, and Brother Fang has only benefits and no harm when he goes there." ”

Fang Ling nodded in thanks, but did not speak again. That Yi Ling was about to speak, but Yi Ziyi pulled her wrist and said, "Uncle Fang, I hope you are free to come to our maiden door as a guest, and our sisters will definitely sweep the couch to greet us." ”

With the departure of the Yi sisters, Xiaoshan regained his calm. Fang Ling, who returned to the cave mansion, did not think about whether to go to the main altar of the Thousand Bamboo Sect, but sat down on the stone collapse again, slowly running the True Yuan.

At the moment when he condensed the golden pill, he happened to feel the crisis of the Yi family sisters, so he rushed out of the cave mansion and fought with Wang Hetong. For the changes after the condensation of the golden pill, I have not carefully experienced it.

With the operation of the True Yuan, Fang Ling felt a stream of spiritual energy, converging from all directions. And in the center of his egg pain, a golden pill the size of a peanut bean was frantically devouring these aura. The aura was surging, but under the crazy devouring of this golden pill, Fang Ling actually had a feeling that it was not enough at all. According to his rough estimates, the degree to which he could absorb the aura now was ten times that of what he had before condensing the golden pill.

Ten times the degree of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth also represents ten times the degree of cultivation. The difference between whether or not to achieve Jindan is undoubtedly revealed by this alone. In addition to these, Fang Ling even felt that some spell methods that were difficult to use in the past had become more and more comfortable at this time, under the urging of the powerful True Yuan provided by Jin Dan. And some of the already proficient tricks can be used with ease.

"Sacrifice!" a deep drink came out of Fang Ling's mouth, and with this heavy drink, a flame with a faint purple light spit out from Fang Ling's mouth. The flames instantly turned into a cloud of fire, burning a large area of the surrounding rocks.

Three flavors of real fire, one of the symbols of Jindan Zhenren. It is precisely by relying on the three flavors of true fire that Jindan Zhenren can exercise his magic weapon. After Fang Ling opened his mouth and retracted the rolling fire cloud into his belly, a thought rose in his heart.

To achieve Jindan, you should also exercise a magic weapon of your own, but what kind of magic weapon should you exercise......?

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