Chapter 170: The Deacon of the Torture Hall

After a stick of incense, Xiao Ziyang slowly opened his eyes, and the look on his face was inexplicably surprised.

The "Purple Jade Smoke" exercise can temper and practice the physical body better than the ordinary Five Elements exercises, and Xiao Ziyang has long known the Tao. When he was practicing the Ziyu Physique Method, he found that this technique could make the body invulnerable like the Golden Bell Jar and other horizontal exercises.

However, how can mortal iron be compared with magic weapons? Even a flying sword that is refined with the worst method of the worst dark iron is by no means comparable to the divine weapons of the mortal world after being tempered and blessed by the monk's mana.

Even the first sword slashing dragon in Xiliang is as vulnerable as rotten wood in front of such a flying sword.

Moreover, the magic weapon that the monk urged with mana has the strength of a dragon and tiger, and it is not comparable to a weapon that can be waved in the hands of mortals.

Xiao Ziyang's time in the Daluo Sect is not short, and he has been to the Xiaozang Academy countless times, but he has never found that that kind of exercise can make the monk's physical body strong enough to resist the attack of the flying sword like a demon beast.

He had seen in the classics that in ancient times, there had been a line of physical cultivation, but its cultivation was too difficult, and it had fatal flaws, and it had disappeared in the immortal cultivation world thousands of years ago.

The legendary physical cultivation technique that is not good at imperial weapons and spell casting, and the "Purple Jade Smoke" technique with sharp spells and exquisite imperial weapon methods are also completely different.

However, Xiao Ziyang did not dwell on it for too long. Such a powerful exercise was obtained by oneself and cultivated successfully. Isn't this God's favor for himself? This made Xiao Ziyang's heart to the Tao even stronger.

Xiao Ziyang closed his eyes again, and silently ran the "Pure Heart Refining Divine Mantra", today he experienced great fear, great anger, great joy, and his mind was already restless.

After the fear, anger, and joy in his heart had calmed down, Xiao Ziyang got up and slowly walked towards Fa Rong, who was lying not far away like a piece of wood.

Fa Rong was able to control his muscles and could not control his muscles, but his eyes could still move. He looked at Xiao Ziyang, who was walking towards him with a calm face, and his eyes showed a very complicated expression, including fear, unwillingness, hatred, and a thick sense of strangeness and incomprehension.

Looking at the expression in Fa Rong's eyes, Xiao Ziyang's heart moved. He said in a deep voice, "Although I think your behavior is a little strange, just in case, you have performed an invisible spirit armor technique for yourself. But I never expected you to actually kill me. Aren't you afraid of the door rules?"

The fact that one's own body can resist the flying sword is too amazing, and it is best not to let outsiders know about it.

While Xiao Ziyang said these words to Fa Rong in order to cover up his secret, he couldn't help but blame himself in his heart. This Fa Rong's previous performance was really inappropriate, and he was not alert, which was really careless. He once again secretly warned himself that this immortal cultivation world was full of dangers, and he was frightened every step, and if he was so careless, he was afraid that he would die without a place to die.

Listening to Xiao Ziyang's words, Fa Rong's eyes showed a look of madness and resentment. Having been hit by the Divine Fixation Technique, he actually moved his lips slightly. Xiao Ziyang was taken aback. He hurriedly made up another spell for Fa Rong.

Guan Rong's expression naturally had something to say, but Xiao Ziyang just asked those words just to convey some information to him to cover up his secret. Not interested in his answer. Looking at this person's appearance, he is also a person with a story. However, Xiao Ziyang was not interested in the story or hardships of this person who almost killed him.

He lifted the frenzied Fa Rong in his eyes and walked towards the stone gate leading to the Yongdao. The stone gate has been closed, but the Guiyuan Mountain Deacon Token is the key to opening these mechanisms and formations, and he has already mastered the method of use. Before, it was only for the sake of respecting the law that it was not used.

Back in the bamboo building at the top of the mountain, Xiao Ziyang took Fa Rong to a bedroom and threw it in front of the bed. He sat cross-legged on the bed. Slowly running the purple jade mana, repairing the injured arm.

With the increase of cultivation, Xiao Ziyang understood more and more the phrase that there is no time. Nowadays, he often meditates for several days at a time, consumes fireworks in the world less and less, and even has less and less demand for Bigu Dan.

A day later, a faint but clear vibration of the outer formation woke Xiao Ziyang up from his meditation.

He knew that it must be the deacon of the Shimen Torture Hall who had arrived, and he hurriedly greeted him.

At this time, Xiao Ziyang had already mastered this Moro Great Array through the Guiyuan Mountain Deacon Token. Through the large array, he could clearly see that outside the door, in addition to the Yuanyang Ziguan Master bringing a group of Taoist priests to accompany him, there were also three monks standing, one of whom turned out to be a foundation building period monk. The foundation building monk seemed to sense Xiao Ziyang's gaze through the formation, and with a hand, a black jade token appeared. Xiao Ziyang's mind swept and confirmed that it was the token of the Great Luo Sect Torture Hall.

Xiao Ziyang opened the formation, opened the backyard gate, stepped forward and saluted: "Xiao Ziyang, a disciple of the inner gate of Bailing Mountain, visited his senior uncle and met two senior brothers. ”

The foundation monk was short in stature, and his appearance was not good. He said with a cold expression: "No courtesy, lead the way, let's go see the spiritual spring first." ”

Xiao Ziyang said: "Yes, uncle, two senior brothers, please come with me" He took the three torture hall monks to the cave in the belly of the mountain.

The foundation monk ignored the mess in the cave. I went to the Lingquan to check it out first. After making sure that Lingquan was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The other two Qi cultivators went to check which gourds were holding spring water. These gourds can hold more than 100,000 catties of spiritual springs, and the large space inside can be seen, which is not much better than the top storage bags. This gourd can also ensure that the spring water does not rot, and the spring water is contained in it, even if it is left for ten years, it will be as if it has just gushed out. Such a precious space magic weapon naturally cannot be lost.

The two of them only checked the two gourds, so they sighed lightly and hurriedly checked the gourds behind them. After a few moments, the two of them looked at all the gourds. The two of them glanced at each other, and one of them hurriedly said to the foundation building monk, "Archdeacon Chen, these gourds of Sheng Lingquan are all empty. It is said that it has been more than half a year since the last time I handed over the spiritual spring of the Shimen, and most of these gourds should be full......"

When the monk heard this, he examined the gourds one by one. After a while, he turned back to Xiao Ziyang and said, "You have to state what happened. ”

Xiao Ziyang bowed and said: "Yes, after the disciple came to the Guiyuan Temple, the Farong Daoist did not immediately greet him, but let the disciple wait in the Guanguan for another three days on the grounds that the alchemy was at a critical juncture, and the disciple saw the Farong Daoist for the first time after three days. The disciple had been practicing for a period of time, so he felt a little strange, so he performed the spirit armor technique for himself, although the disciple's spiritual armor protection ability is not high, but it is invisible and colorless, and it is not easy to detect.

Fa Rong took his disciples to this cave, and when he went to watch the spiritual spring with his disciples' curiosity, he suddenly attacked behind me. If it weren't for the fact that the disciple had an extra heart and an eye and a spirit armor to protect himself, he would have been beheaded by him on the spot. As he spoke, Xiao Ziyang revealed the scars on his arms. This scar that has been treated by magic. At a glance, the foundation monk knew that the road was a new injury.