The Lord of Reincarnation

"This……"

Sanxiao Monk, who was below, was shocked.

Although Zhuyun Laodao is not as good as him, he is also a master of the third grade of Dancheng and has obtained the true swordsmanship method of Shushan.

How was he put aside with a single sword?

With a wave of his sleeves, the Sanyang Yiqi Sword turned into three golden rays of light, which firmly protected the four little ones.

"This sword light looks familiar!"

Looking at this scene, Gu Daoxian felt something inexplicably familiar, and his butt started to ache.

"This is… Fire Dragon Sword!"

Old Daoist Zhuyun didn't care about his disgraced face and cried out.

"Haha… the red sun is high up in the sky, the sea of ​​​​clouds rises and falls, Master Hong Ri has seen you all."

Fang Xian, dressed in a scarlet robe with fluttering sleeves, walked to the Mingwang Temple, waved his hand, and took away the Fire Dragon Sword in mid-air: "Just now, my Fire Dragon Sword sensed hostility, and swung a sword for myself, accidentally hurt the Daoist monk. Friend, I'm really sorry…"

Although Fang Xian was apologizing, Old Daoist Zhuyun wished there was a gap in the ground to get into.

Even Gu Daoxian was apprehensive in his heart: ‘You defeated Master Zhuyun with a single blow from your flying sword acting on its own, isn’t that the same as saying you did not even use any strength? We’re supposedly part of the three immortals, but why is the gap so big? Is it because you are the head of the Three Immortals? ‘

"You…are you conjured?"

Monk Sanxiao deserves to be at the pinnacle of the golden elixir realm as he can see the most crucial point at a glance.

"Exactly!"

Fang Xian laughed loudly, and a red sun appeared behind him, accompanied by a sea of ​​clouds.

"And it turns out to be a first-grade Dancheng!"

Monk Sanxiao was extremely surprised, and Old Daoist Zhuyun opened his mouth wide, like a toad struck by thunder.

The scattered immortals of the supernatural power realm need at least decades of hard work if they want to condense the golden elixir.

But this kid, how can it be faster than those cultivating the supernatural ability realm?

The two looked at each other, feeling extremely helpless.

Once an elixir is formed, there is no more looking back!

Once the golden elixir is completed, the cultivation method can no longer be changed.

That is to say, even if Fang Xian joined the Shushan Sword Sect at this time, he could only be a first-class elder Keqing.

Their mood at this time was as if they were looking at a 17- or 18-year-old girl that suddenly married and even got a child in one glance.

A boiled duck was made to fly.

What melancholy?

Sanxiao monk was even more frightened in his heart. He didn't know how things developed like this, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Three Immortals and Two Heroes, Shusha’s Great Star, it was promised by the red-browed immortal of this sect, it will never be wrong, why is there so many twists and turns now? Could it be that… the number of days has changed?"

As an authentic cultivator of Xuanmen, what he is most afraid of is the change of heaven's secrets, subverting the original general trend.

"No, no, the ancestor's calculations don't go wrong."

Old Daoist Zhuyun thought of something else: "Perhaps…the head of the three immortals should not enter Shushan in this generation, and must experience a reincarnation?"

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But after thinking about it, it was like being poured a layer of cold water: "The predecessors who have always been reincarnated have either suffered doom, or got a low-grade pill, it is hopeless to want to achieve great Daoism, so they have to redo it again in order to build a superior foundation… Then the pill can become a first-grade. What reincarnation, one should need to overcome a catastrophe!"

In the end, it was still Monk Sanxiao who had a profound knowledge of Taoism and managed to recover. He Xi said, "Congratulations to your fellow Taoist Dan for becoming a rank one, and the road to Great Daoism is promising."

"Thank you… I don't know why the two of you came to ** with these children?"

Fang Xian greeted Zhu Yingzi with a smile, and his eyes swept across the four little ones one by one.

Gu Daoxian lowered his head unconsciously and hid behind Monk Sanxiao.

"This… is for the purpose of killing Grandma Lu, who is in a cave in the White Bone Mountain. After all, there are some karma that needs to be settled… It is also the experience of the juniors. "

Of course, Monk Sanxiao wouldn't say that it was mainly for the purpose of receiving Fangxian's entry.

"It turned out to be Grandma Lu, this matter actually started under my sect, and I should solve it!"

Fang Xian laughed.

At this time, he was very open in his heart, and he seemed to have comprehended a level of swordsmanship again. He immediately raised his hand and flew out the Fire Dragon Sword.

Pixiu!

This flying sword was channeled, turned into a red rainbow, and disappeared.

The next moment, there was the sound of the blade breaking through the air.

This is because the sword light is faster than the sound, so the sword light is seen first, and then the sound is heard.

"The sword is like thunder, thousands of miles in a flash?"

Sanxiao monk said solemnly.

"Good!"

A part of Fang Xian's spiritual sense was attached to the Fire Dragon Sword, and it traveled thousands of miles in an instant and came to the White Bone Mountain to seek the cave.

Grandma Lu just happened to absorb the essence of Yimu in a dense forest outside, and she was still thinking: ‘The Shushan Sword Sect is too deceiving, killing grandma's disciples, robbing grandma's golden silkworm sword… Wait for grandma to find the cave owner and borrow that white bone Yin-Yang sword then I’ll teach those juniors some lessons. Do you really think we old goblins dare not eat people? ‘

Suddenly, the sword light flashed in front of her eyes, and the Fire Dragon Sword appeared like a broken void, and a sword was cut out.

Quick! quick! Quick!

This sword appeared like an electric light and flint, and it was so fast that people might not be able to react when they sense it.

The clothes on Grandma Lu's body burst and turned into layers of Yimu essence, but they were smashed by the sword light.

The next moment, the Fire Dragon Sword pierced Grandma Lu into seventeen or eighteen holes, especially one of the golden cores, smashed into pieces by the sword light, and then went away.

All this happened in an instant. The disciples of Grandma Lu next to her, first saw Grandma Lu being beheaded by a sword, and then they all stayed there when they heard the sound of the sword breaking through the air.

After a long time, only a little demon said tremblingly: "Grandma… Grandma died?"

…

In Mingwang Temple, it took only a dozen breaths from Fang Xian's fingertips to order the sword’s mission and for the flying sword to return.

Thousands of miles away,  the flying sword takes a person's head as if it was just looking through a bag to take an object!

‘In fact, it is the combination of my three magical powers of swordsmanship that  I was able to do it… Without the sword like thunder, I can't fly so fast, and if the flying sword can't be psychic, and the consciousness can't be attached to it, it is easy to kill by mistake. In the end, it was the sword light that broke the magic, and cut off the protective spell on Grandma Lu in an instant…'

If it is a formal fight, Grandma Lu would have protected her whole body first, Fang Xian may not be able to kill so easily.

The reason why he was able to kill this golden elixir realm was because of the flying sword attack!

The sword is like thunder, and it kills in an instant, no matter what magic weapon or magic spell is on the body, it is difficult to cast.

To resist such a killer move, you can only rely on the magic weapon or supernatural power that can channel the spirit and protect the master!

It's a pity that Grandma Lu didn't have any on her body, so she was beheaded like this.

The others were still ignorant, and Monk Sanxiao was the only one who saw some clues and said, "Have you already beheaded Grandma Green?"

"Exactly."

Fang Xian stroked his sword and smiled, answering indifferently.

Sanxiao monk was speechless.

He thinks that he is also a peerless genius among the golden elixir realm with a sharp flying sword and a true inheritance of the Shushan Sword Sect, but he has not yet achieved the realm of sword like thunder, and he cannot display such magical powers. If he were to assassinate the old monk in this way, and the monk had Sanyang Yiqi spirit for protection, he wouldn’t be so afraid, but with such magical powers, if he fights them head on then the old monk might not be able to fight…'