Today I hold the world

The Eastern Continent Southern Territory Battle of Magic is a new thing in recent decades. If it is said to have arisen out of thin air, it is naturally impossible, but who is the leader and who has been promoting it, few people know.

Although few people know it, it is not unknown. Tao Fangyin happened to be one of the small group of people who knew it. Because of his superb fire control skills, his deeds of defeating opponents in cross-border battles have been passed down to this generation of Southern Region Foundation Establishment for many years. group of monks.

This good reputation naturally attracted the attention of the few people who led the grand meeting. They had thrown Tao Fangyin's friendship over ten years ago, but when his master had an accident, after all the twists and turns, they missed a good opportunity.

He naturally already knew who the other party was. The core figures were the descendants of the Jumo Sect. In the vast territory of Dongzhou, especially the Puyang River in the southern region, they were real sons and grandsons of dragons, people who could walk sideways , the background and ability are both noble and powerful, which cannot be ignored.

Hey~

Standing at the gate of the Amethyst Palace at this moment, Tao Fangyin sighed a lot. This Amethyst Palace was opened by Caijing Mountain. In the past, it was a small rented monastery for Jindan monks who came and went. As one of the main fighting arenas, one lease is 30 years, which alone shows their strong financial resources.

It is also in the Foundation Establishment Realm. He is the owner of the venue and enjoys a high reputation, while he has to fight desperately for the reward. It is indeed a bit sad to say, but that is all. Generally speaking, he still has hope for the future of his own sect.

"I see that there are few people in this scene. Could it be that the time of this martial arts competition has been postponed?"

Standing at the door were the two children with carved noodles, seemingly made by accident, Tao Fangyin asked, and one of them turned his head to answer him:

"Senior, the martial arts competition will be held on time. People go to have tea and hang out at noon. It's normal. You must be participating for the first time."

Tao Fang smiled dumbly, nodded and stepped inside.

In terms of the number of participations, I am afraid that there will be no more people than him in 50 years. It is a pity that at this time, I was anxious to ask, and I forgot that this fighting tournament is unusual. The people who came were all ruthless characters. It took three days to start. At this moment, many people are probably forming cliques as before.

Tao Fangyin came out after only half a stick of incense inside, and he had to register to participate in the fight. Now he has registered, and he can enter the arena in three days.

Looking back at the towering and clean Amethyst Palace gate tower, Tao Fangyin walked into the crowd of people facing the street, wandering around among the pavements.

There are seventeen cities for cultivators on the west side of the Puyang River, and this small jade city ranks eighth. It is located in the mountains to the west, far away from the Puyang River.

It is neither a big city nor a small city. In terms of prosperity, it can't even compare to Yanghuawu, which is ranked No.17. However, the Jindan and Foundation Establishment monks gathered here can definitely be ranked in the top three of the seventeen cities.

Just because there are so many martial art fields and crafting shops here, the entire city faces south, and the north is occupied by the Amethyst Palace and another faction. Behind it are countless water and fire essence forging fields, and the city buildings are spread all the way to the south. , are all spreads of sundries used for selling spirit weapons and competitions.

Tao Fang Yin wandered among the neighbors, searching for the pills and spiritual weapons and seals he needed along the way.

Most of the people who have always had a fiery temper are not made of mud. They help the weak to overcome the strong, and most of them have the reputation of being chivalrous.

It is not Tao Fangyin's style to receive a lot of gifts from others, but not to return them. Since Qiu Mingzi needs the fire cicada fruit to form a golden elixir, he should try his best to get it for him. How could it be possible for a normal foundation-building cultivator to live for more than 200 years? To be able to survive until now, it can be seen that his perseverance and opportunity are rare.

Sending charcoal in the snow is better than adding flowers to the scene.

After a day of haste, he bought a precious talisman to bless the spiritual weapon, then he found a refining hall, and handed over the fiery spiritual sword in his hand.

This gathering of masters, relying on magic alone may not be able to last the second half of the game. Cultivators have always paid attention to the methods of wealth and companionship, and those who are not good at magic will mostly rely on spiritual weapons and other things.

Tao Fangyin is strong in spells, but to ensure the winning rate, spiritual weapons must be used. But when it comes to spiritual weapons, his sword is nothing compared to the spiritual weapons of ordinary monks. If it is compared with rich foundation-building monks here, it is completely Not enough to watch.

So he needs to use talisman seals and special materials to bless the forbidden talisman array for the spiritual weapon. Of course, there is a price to be paid for the power and amplitude. This sword is probably useless after this fight.

Squatting at the entrance of this craft refining hall for more than two days, in the evening, the principal came out with a sword in his hand, Tao Fangyin drew out the sword, the hut immediately glowed red, the temperature rose suddenly, the edge of the blade was flowing blood, obviously It is used to catalyze spiritual power during battle. With this operation, it is very safe to increase the combat power by two or three layers.

That's all there is to do, more afraid of violating the rules, pay the Lingshi and go back to the Zijing Tea House, rest overnight, and arrive at the gate of the Zijing Palace the next day.

At this time, many people had arrived, and there were quite a few people who knew him. Those who were related came to greet him, and those who had hatred looked on coldly. Tao Fangyin was also used to it, and greeted him as usual.

According to his past temperament, it is absolutely impossible for him to temporarily increase the amplitude of the spiritual weapon for the sake of winning, but this time he doesn't care about his face. Others can ignore his life for winning. He just did what ordinary people would do, and his face How much is it worth.

When the time came, the palace gate slowly opened, and Tao Fangyin glanced at the gradually clear sky in the north, hoping that the old thing would last until he won the top three.

One step into the gate, and three days pass in the blink of an eye.

******

When he stepped out of the gate of the Amethyst Palace again, the sword in Tao Fangyin's hand had disappeared. Three days later in the evening, when the setting sun was setting and the afterglow was red, the fellows behind him were chasing and wanting to join hands, but even he was No face can be seen.

As soon as he got out of the palace gate, he went straight to the north gate of Xiaoyu City, and when he got out of the city gate, he summoned a small boat and flew up, flying towards the north without stopping.

The sky was getting dark soon, and there were frost flowers in the sky. This year's winter was so much earlier than in previous years.

Tao Fangyin took out a black fur from the storage ring at this time, and put it on his body to directly cover most of his messy and bloodstained body. Except for the scattered hair and a few sword marks on his face that could not be covered, he looked down from a distance. Not like a wounded one.

At this moment, he felt a total loss in his heart, holding the fruit that was less than the size of three fingers but blooming with a faint and pure red golden fire, he felt a great pain in his flesh.

After these three days of fighting, 22 battles in a row, the spirit sword and magic robe have been damaged, the whole body is broken in four places, and two ribs in the left shoulder are broken, even if the source is not injured, it will take three to five years to adjust. rest and self-cultivation.

The things obtained by fighting for life have to be given to others. In comparison, the treasure hunting catalog and the fourth-order formation that Qiu Mingzi gave suddenly seemed worthless.

But he knew that this was just selfishness and resentment after his own efforts. In fact, the things they gave were likely to allow a small sect to run for decades without worrying about operating expenses.

Things should be given up to the old way, or have to be given up.

Chengmu Mountain Au is a small third-order top-quality spiritual place far north of Xiaoyu City. It is one of the two well-known private alchemy spiritual places in the west of Puyang River. It is located at the junction of the north of Puyang River and Wushan Swamp.

A powerful Foundation Establishment would not choose this kind of spiritual land that may be exhausted at any time as the place for alchemy. You must know that the spiritual energy consumed by each monk for alchemy is different, and some terrifying existences can be drained by one person. It is a third-tier top-grade spiritual land, so most people will choose a fourth-order spiritual land to form alchemy.

But the alchemy of the fourth-order spiritual land is not something that most casual cultivators can afford. In Dongzhou, the cheapest fourth-order spiritual land costs thousands of third-order spiritual stones a year to rent. In three to five years, more than ten to twenty years, it is easy to prepare tens of thousands of third-level spirit stones, tens of thousands of third-level spirit stones, that is a sum that no number of casual practitioners can earn in a few lifetimes.

So choosing this kind of private small spiritual land is really a helpless move, and the probability of forming an alchemy is also very small.

But what should I do?Small things have to be knotted, small things have to be helped, the road is ahead, life or death, there is no way out.

Tao Fangyin only hoped that the old thing would not die too early.

After traveling all night, he flew to Chengmu City in the early morning of the second day. This city is the sphere of influence of Minghunmen, and it is extremely wide. Mountains, more than half of the mountains are within the scope of the city.

Tao Fangyin already knew the cave sect beforehand, and Tao Fangyin did not procrastinate. After going up the mountain, he came to the cave where Qiu Mingzi was located. At this time, two days had passed since the old man said that he would start forming alchemy within five days. Unexpectedly, the stone door opened slowly.

Looking at the disheveled old man with haggard eyes, Tao Fangyin forced a smile and said:

"I thought you had already met Hades."

The old man was ashamed, but there was hope in his eyes, and he smiled hoarsely and bitterly:

"Three Hua is uncertain, and Dan Lun has not been figured out yet, so I have to hold on."

Tao Fangyin threw out the wooden box containing the fire cicada fruit, and said, "We don't owe each other."

Qiu Mingzi stared at the fruit for a moment with tears in his eyes. He has seen so many mistakes in his life, and he can be regarded as right at the end of his life. He bowed his hands with sorrow and joy:

"For Jingshan's kindness, if the old Taoist can accomplish something, he will repay it with his life in the future."

Tao Fangyin sighed, waved his hands and left.

In the past, there were many elders in the door who were sent off by him, but there was never one person who closed the door and then opened it. This time he didn't plan to look at the old man's back and go in first.

When he left Orangewood City, the ground was already covered with silver. His ribs were aching and his body was freezing cold. He looked back at the scene in the city and saw how deserted it was, so he decided to rush back to the mountain gate.

The Minghun Gate here mainly focuses on taming ghosts and ghost plants. I have always hated these things, and it happens that I am in a particularly bad mood. Returning to the mountain gate is an urgent consideration.

******

In just 2 days, heavy snow had already covered the entire territory of Fuzhou, but Qingling Mountain was like spring all the year round, and it was very warm.

"That is a third-tier top-grade fire spiritual object, and you actually gave it to an outsider?"

In the main hall of Qiqiao Peak, the roar of hatred for iron and steel pierced through the door panel, and the entire courtyard was shaken by a whimper of air.

Tao Fangyin in the hall stood silently in the center, and the old man sitting at the top had white beard and hair and wrinkled face, and the expression of anger on his face could be seen at a glance, scolding the middle-aged man opposite him viciously.

This person is Tao Zhenglei, the current leader of Qiqiao Peak, whose surname is Tao. He has not left the customs for many years in the peak of foundation establishment, and he is not angry when he sees his nephew returning empty-handed as soon as he comes out.

In terms of strength, today's Tao Fangyin is not afraid of this old man, but after all, he is the eighth uncle of his own clan in name, and Tao Fangyin is too lazy to argue with him.

In terms of dealing with people, he has been bored with the set of things at home since he was a child, so he has never heard of the education of many elders. If it weren't for Master Huang Ni's persuasive guidance, he might even dare to do Tao Zhenglei at this time.

The only old woman in the palace saw that both parties showed no signs of calming down, so she hurriedly came forward to mediate: "Hey, Xiao Yin is injured now, mynah, you should let him go back to recuperate first, there are not many younger generations in the Tao family." You're so neat, your uncles and nephews are going to make enemies!"

After a long time, the old man in the hall let out a long sigh, and soon Tao Fangyin walked out of the door and returned to his residence.

The next day, a little boy sent a healing elixir, which was said to be specially arranged by the head, and Tao Fangyin continued to recuperate after receiving it.

******

Three days later.

Tao Fangyin changed into an ordinary red dragon foundation-building Taoist robe and came to the main hall of the main mountain. After some inquiries, he found out that the head of the sect was practicing in the square with his newly recruited disciples.

He then went to the square on his own, and sure enough, he saw the little boy tossing and turning, as if he was learning agility.

After getting closer, I realized that the headmaster was just playing with the child, and the old man stood aside with his hands behind his back, staring at the child happily.

"Master, I'm back."

Tao Fangyin insisted on etiquette.

Xie Huairen nodded and asked, "Is the injury not serious?"

"No problem."

Then he explained the ins and outs of the future to Xie Huairen, and took out the two items that Qiu Mingzi gave.

After Xie Huairen finished looking at it, he returned the object.Stroking his beard and pondering, he seemed to recall some long-ago things, and said slowly:

"It's indeed worth it, but the formation is probably worthless, and even with my own strength, I can't cast it. This formation needs to be driven by the [Ten Thousand Formation Disk], and it needs to be driven by a fire-phase Golden Core cultivator. Management, none of the conditions can be satisfied by our family.

However, you can visit the cave on Mount Sumeru if you have time in the future, and the harvest may not be small. As for the time...you can find some time to go there by yourself..."

After finishing speaking, Xie Huairen said to the children running and jumping all over the square: "An'er, come to see your brother Jingshan."

Jumping around with two little legs, he came soon, wearing a woolen corner cloth pocket and a loose Taoist robe. The child stared at Tao Fangyin with bright eyes, and smiled shyly:

"Hi brother, my name is Xie An."

For some reason, Tao Fangyin was thinking about the meaning behind the words of the head of the sect just now, but was suddenly attracted by the child's smile. He didn't realize at the moment that the cry of "senior brother" lasted his whole life.

After worshiping the master as a teacher, the seniority is naturally much higher. After seeing the ceremony, Xie Huairen dragged Xie An to the peak section, Tao Fangyin watched them leave, and began to think about what the master said just now, asking himself to explore the Yuanying cave by himself meaning.

When he figured out the meaning, it was already two months later. That night, Tao Fangyin suddenly understood that in fact, many brothers in the sect did not lack the opportunity in his hand, and even the entire sect did not lack the opportunity. What Longmen lacks are successors, so the reason why Xie An called him senior brother that day was just a reminder.

The matter was figured out, and when Liu's family came to visit the mountain, he lost to Liu Jiangning because his injury had not recovered. His mood was quite damaged, so he closed the test again.

******

As time passed, Tao Fang spent more and more time hiding in the door, visiting the head of the door for advice, and watching the child grow up.

Xie An lived up to the high expectations of the sect leader. He practiced qi at the age of seven, and won the crown of the first generation of qi training at the age of 15. He succeeded in building a foundation when he was less than [-] years old, and then he started to go out to explore.

As for him, most of the time he takes on the responsibility of protecting his junior brother. The first guard has been for ten years. At the age of 29, Xie An Zhuji successfully prepared for alchemy. He was busy searching for consumables for this junior brother. After hundreds of years, there has finally been a grand occasion of two golden pills in one school.

Who would have known that just when everything was going in a good direction, Chilongmen had also reached the final moment of disintegration.

In those blood-red and gray days, hundreds of thousands of people died every day. In just over a month, the life of the head of the sect was gone, and the people in the sect were massacred one after another. Bearing the last wish of the sect leader to preserve the fire, he had already killed red-eyed and went down with other upright senior brothers.

There are too many enemies, there are four or five golden elixirs in the Guangliu family, not to mention other families, even if he called Qiu Mingzi who had formed a golden elixir early, he would just give his life away for nothing, and had to live in idling all day long , try to protect those who are still alive from being bullied too much by the other party.

Until one day, a letter sent by a flying sword completely extinguished Tao Fangyin's hope, and also ignited Tao Fangyin's desperate anger of resistance.

******

"How did those days end up in the end?"

At this time a hundred years later, the wind was howling outside the cloud boat, and spiritual energy was bursting out. Tao Fangyin, who was already full of silver hair, asked himself calmly with a smile. The ability to fight against the Liu family is the result of his persistence, and soon, he will make this result the end of the Liu family.

He wanted to wipe out the entire Liu family's cultivation family from Dongzhou.