Chapter 367 Huangquan Sect, Ghost Emperor
Chapter 367 Huangquan Sect, Ghost Emperor
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Fang Han admitted that he was in the right place. Such a large piece of World Tree fragment was too rare. Once he got it, his World Tree seedling would absorb the fragment and its ability to absorb and exhale the vitality of the fairyland would be greatly improved, so he had to buy it no matter what.
They first went to Jiudingxuan's treasury to look at the goods. When the piece of purple-black wood as big as a building ship appeared in front of them, Fang Han's heart couldn't help but beat wildly.
Such a big piece!
"What do you think, Fellow Daoist Fang Han? We at Jiudingxuan have been searching everywhere for this, and after much effort, we finally collected it from a casual cultivator from outside the domain. However, the other party is the leader of a sect on an extraterritorial planet, an eternal giant, and an almighty being who can refine Taoist artifacts. After obtaining this fragment, he studied it for thousands of years but was unable to refine it. He believed that it might be a fragment of some top-grade Taoist artifact, so he asked for a high price." The disciple of Jiudingxuan introduced.
Fang Han stared at the fragment, suppressed his excitement, and asked, "How much does he want?"
"The other party wants a mid-grade Taoist alchemy furnace."
"what?"
A mid-grade Taoist artifact? And it’s an alchemy furnace. How dare you ask for that!
However... Fang Han looked at this huge piece of World Tree fragment and didn't think the price was high. It just hurt to exchange it for a mid-grade Taoist weapon.
And there was also a small problem, which was that he did not have a mid-grade Taoist alchemy furnace.
"Among the magic weapons, the alchemy furnace is much more difficult to make than the flying sword robes. If a mid-grade Taoist weapon must be an alchemy furnace, and I don't have one, are there no other conditions? You, Jiudingxuan, should have a way, right?" Fang Han could only let them earn the money.
"Yes, of course!" The eyes of the Jiudingxuan disciples lit up.
I've been waiting for you to say this!
"The Holy Spring of Life and the Holy Water of the Underworld in Daoist Fellow Fang Han's hands are both rare items. There is no other seller in the world. As long as you are willing to sell some to Jiudingxuan, we can help you pay for it. You see, this fragment is on consignment at Jiudingxuan because the other party believes in the financial strength of Jiudingxuan."
The Holy Spring of Life and the Holy Water of the Underworld, these two treasures are unique to Fang Han. As long as he is willing to sell them, he can exchange them for this piece of World Tree fragment.
"Of course, it would be OK if you have enough Pure Yang Pills. The bigwigs in the Immortal Realm all trade with this."
Pure Yang Pill.
Among the vital energy in the fairy world, there are nine special kinds of yang energy that can be condensed into pure yang energy and transformed into pure yang pills. Generally speaking, only cultivators in the secret realm of longevity can condense them, and Fang Han also knows this.
But his current cultivation level is limited to using the World Tree to condense Nascent Soul Pills, and he has no reserves of Pure Yang Pills.
Well, I can only sell some Yellow Spring Water and the Spring of Life.
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After paying for two small rivers of divine springs and holy water, Fang Han finally obtained the fragment of the World Tree. After putting it into the Yellow Spring Map, he immediately left Jiudingxuan.
[Fang Han: "I acquired a particularly large fragment of the World Tree."]
【Xu Zhuo: “Isn’t it posted?”】
[Fang Han: "Yes, it has been made. From now on, the amount of immortal energy absorbed and discharged will increase significantly."]
He placed the fragment of the World Tree in the Yellow Spring Map, and asked Yan to use the Yellow Spring water to cleanse the dirt and wash away the turbid air that had been contaminated for billions of years.
But when Yan washed the fragment, he actually cleaned out a devil's face mark condensed from black smoke.
"Fang Han, this piece of World Tree fragment has been branded by someone, you have to be careful." Yan reminded.
The mark was cleansed, and the magic power and spiritual will contained in it dissipated under the cleansing of the Yellow Spring water, but just before this, a gaze that seemed to have a sense of perception fell on Fang Han.
"We are being targeted. I wonder if it is the person who left the mark on the World Tree."
It is possible that his whereabouts were leaked when he purchased the World Tree fragments from other chambers of commerce. Fortunately, Fang Han had already made plans to be discovered.
【Fang Han: "Group leader, Ding."】
[Xu Zhuo: Congratulations on your prosperity and good luck]
With the dragon-patterned black gold tripod in his hand, Fang Han felt much more at ease.
【Xu Zhuo: “Did the fight start?”】
【Fang Han: “Not yet.”】
[Ye Fan: "Do you want some help? I've been in seclusion for too long, and I just want to get out and stretch my muscles."]
【Fang Han: "Let me take a look at the situation first."】
Fang Han left the city, then quickly flew above the clouds and headed towards the Star Gate.
As he flew along, the gaze behind him followed him as expected, and he did not hide his intentions at all, instead speeding up to block Fang Han in front of him.
It was a middle-aged cultivator emitting demonic energy, blocking Fang Han's way.
As soon as he appeared, there were ghosts howling between heaven and earth. Gusts of cold wind gathered from the sky, and countless ghosts and evil spirits floated in the cold wind, and finally all condensed into a ghost throne.
The middle-aged monk had a pale face and sat on the throne of ghosts. His nails were like knives, flashing cold light. "Are you Fang Han?"
This group of wronged souls and evil ghosts are obviously cultivators of the evil path. They have killed countless people in order to practice.
"Is that it?"
Yan suddenly spoke up.
"you know?"
"Well, this is Yin Wuchang, an elder of our Huangquan Demon Sect. Judging from his appearance, his life span is about to end. Without Huangquan water to cleanse his magic skills, the endless evil spirits in his body will backfire. Only Huangquan water can transform the evil spirits in his body into pure power, so that he can enter the secret realm of immortality."
"I didn't expect that the first people to come were from Huangquan Sect."
The Yellow Spring River is in the Yellow Spring Map, therefore it blocks the path of the cultivators of the Yellow Spring Sect. Without the Yellow Spring Water to wash away the resentment of the ghosts, their magic skills will be difficult to improve, and they will be stuck before the secret realm of immortality forever.
Fang Han still looked like he had been transformed by the Reincarnation Technique, so he said, "You have recognized the wrong person."
"Ah!"
Who knew that Yin Wuchang took out a talisman, and suddenly a wisp of energy wrapped around Fang Han and pointed at him.
"Still want to deceive me? You are obviously Fang Han, the lucky guy who got the imperial edict of Emperor Huangquan. Hand over the Huangquan map, and I will spare your life."
"This emperor?" Fang Han smiled. "What kind of emperor are you?"
Anyone dares to call himself an emperor.
"Have you never heard of my name, the Ghost Emperor? Well, you are just a lucky guy who has just embarked on the path of cultivation. When I was dominating the world, your ancestors were not even born yet—"
The sword flashed!
The instant killing technique of Baidi Jinhuang Zhan was extremely fast, and the sword light was amazing. The Ghost Emperor was able to react when Fang Han attacked and stretched out a big hand to resist. This palm was as black as ink, with nine fingers. When it was extended, it had the power to cover the sky and was so powerful that it was about to crush Fang Han. It was obviously the Ghost Emperor's signature skill.
But the sword light of Baidi Jinhuangzhan was even more powerful. With a single sweep, it cut the sky-covering demon hand into two pieces.
“The Heaven-Covering Demonic Hand has been condensed into a top-grade treasure. It is not easy.” Yan had time to comment and was not worried about Fang Han.
The truth is that after Fang Han cultivated the golden elixir, his magic power had reached the limit of the realm of magical powers: billion!
The power of one hundred million galloping black and yellow horses!
Of course, he is only infinitely close to Yi now and cannot really reach it, because Yi's magic power can only be exerted in the Secret Realm of Longevity. This is a natural chasm that no one can cross under the rules.
Fang Han's improvement in cultivation now only made his magic power last longer, so that he could launch more attacks instead of being extinguished after just one strike.
One hundred million horsepower of magic power is also the power of an ancient celestial dragon. It swept across, and the magic power was like a mad dragon. Naturally, the little Ghost Emperor could not resist it, because although he had the tenth level of magical power, his magic power could not reach the upper limit at all.
"My Heaven-shattering Demonic Hand!"
The Ghost Emperor was shocked and angry when he saw his top-grade treasure being cut into two pieces.
He used this magic weapon in conjunction with a magical power, the Heaven-Covering Demonic Art. When it was integrated into his palm, it was extremely powerful. He used countless materials and efforts to refine it, and upgraded it to a top-grade treasure. It was only one step away from becoming a Taoist weapon. As soon as he cultivated into the Secret Realm of Longevity, he would upgrade it to a Taoist weapon.
But unexpectedly, he was cut into two pieces by a sword flash from a kid in the Jindan realm.
Such tremendous strength is definitely not what a cultivator at the Jindan stage should possess. His magic power is even stronger than his!
"Don't feel bad for your magic weapon, feel bad for yourself first."
Fang Han felt that the strength of this robber who blocked the road was really not good enough, he was too weak. With his current cultivation level, he should not come to the Divine Power Secret Realm to rob. Even if Hua Tiandu came instead, it would be useless. What's more, the magic power of this Ghost Emperor was far inferior to that of Hua Tiandu who had practiced the Great Origin Technique.
He attacked with great force, and the Great Devouring Technique transformed into the giant mouth of Kunpeng, which directly swallowed the Ghost Emperor in one gulp, trying to suppress him.
The dim water vapor turned into a cloud belt that enveloped the surroundings. An ancient stone gate emerged from the water vapor, carrying the Avici evil spirit and suppressing the Ghost Emperor.
"The Yellow Springs Map! The Gate to Avici!"
As a member of the Huangquan Sect, the Ghost Emperor naturally recognized this magic weapon refined by the Huangquan Emperor. He was even more shocked when he saw the Gate to Avici. He knew the horror of the Avici evil spirit better than outsiders. Once he fell into it, he would be dead. His Dharma image of heaven and earth would be contaminated by the Avici evil spirit and he would not be able to control it. Even if he wanted to self-destruct, he could not do it. He was truly in a state of being unable to live or die.
The sky and the earth darkened, and the Ghost Emperor was immediately swallowed by Fang Han into the special space of the Great Devouring Technique. The oppressive force came from all directions, making his magic power become sluggish and difficult to operate.
The Yellow Springs Map and the Avici Gate also entered this devouring space and were suppressed under Fang Han's control. The Avici demonic energy rushed down like a waterfall.
"Ghost Fire!"
The Ghost Emperor displayed his magical powers and demonic flames burst forth blazingly, but they were instantly extinguished when they came into contact with the Avici demonic energy.
"It seems that three thousand years is too long. You, a traitor, have actually forgotten my dignity. You didn't even kneel down when you saw me, and you even dared to snatch the imperial edict from Emperor Huangquan!"
Yan used the Yellow Spring water as his body and transformed into a yellow underworld dragon. He pressed his claws on the gate of Avici and suppressed it. "I will put you into the gate of Avici and let you suffer endless pain for eternity!"
The Netherworld's Ghost Fire was defeated and was unable to compete with the Gate of Avici and was completely suppressed.
"Nine ghosts' spirits, the true meaning of the netherworld!"
The Ghost Emperor summoned his own Dharma image of heaven and earth, the Nine Ghost Spirits, and a huge Dharma body with three heads and six arms burst out with tremendous ghost energy, but the Avici demonic energy rushed down, and the Ghost Emperor's magical powers and the Nine Ghost Spirits all made a hissing sound and were corroded by the Avici demonic energy.
Fang Han found it funny. All of this guy's magical powers from the Huangquan Sect were suppressed by the Avici evil spirit, and he was hung up and beaten by Yan.
The Nine Ghosts' Primordial Spirit has three heads and six arms, and each of its arms and heads represents the true meaning of an evil ghost. Fang Han can see countless wronged souls, infant spirits, evil spirits, angry souls from it... Over thousands of years, it is unknown how many mortal souls the other party has collected for cultivation.
Boom!
Fang Han mobilized his magic power, and with his help, the power of the Gate of Avici suddenly increased. It fell directly and suppressed the Nine Ghosts' Souls. The Avici evil energy immediately contaminated every inch of the Nine Ghosts' Souls, making it a luxury for them to self-destruct. They fell into endless pain and perish forever.
"Tell me, who asked you to kill me, and what's the matter with this talisman?"
Fang Han naturally didn't take the Ghost Emperor seriously and could suppress him with a flip of his palm, but the opponent actually had a talisman in his hand that could lock him, which was a big problem.
"Let me deal with him. This old fellow who practices magic won't speak so easily." Yan grinned.
As an old devil, he naturally knows how to deal with other devils.
"what--"
The evil spirit of Avici corroded him, and boundless pain immediately attacked the Ghost Emperor's mind. He only resisted for an incense stick of time before he confessed, "I'll tell you! I'll tell you! A black-robed monk came to my door and gave me a talisman, saying that I could find you by following the talisman, and asked me to snatch the Yellow Spring Map!"
"What kind of blackfriar?"
"He is a casual cultivator from an extraterritorial star near the Xuanhuang World. I don't know anything else."
Something that is used as a gun.
Fang Han asked Yan to prepare for a while to make sure that the Ghost Emperor was not lying, and then sealed this guy up.
This guy's Nine Ghosts Spirit, if washed with Yellow Spring water and decomposed into magical powers, should be worth a lot of money. Or it could be kept in hand and used as a bomb.
A cultivator's golden elixir and the Dharma image of heaven and earth can both self-destruct, but no one would do so unless they were in desperate circumstances. This would be a move that would destroy both themselves and the enemy, and was extremely wasteful.
But if it is someone else's golden elixir or Dharma image that explodes, then it's fine.
Fang Han hasn't figured out what to do with the Nine Ghosts' Soul yet, so he keeps it for now. He won't absorb the Huangquan Sect's magical powers from the Nine Ghosts' Soul anyway, because it's too poor to have any of the Three Thousand Great Daos.
"Yan, didn't your Huangquan Sect teach him some of the Three Thousand Great Daos back then?"
Yan snorted two streams of steam and said disdainfully, "He is just an elder who manages the outer sect, a person like an ant. It is a great honor for him that I can remember him. Do you think he is qualified to practice the Great Five Elements Technique or the Great Samsara Technique?"
"That's true."
Fang Han thought for a moment, "The stronger the cultivator, the more power his prayers generate. If this Ghost Emperor could be saved by the Great Salvation Technique, it would be very useful, right?"
"The prerequisite is that you have to be able to save others. Even if the Great Salvation Technique has three thousand great ways, it should only be able to save those whose cultivation is lower than your own." Yan did not hold out much hope for this.
“But didn’t the group leader say that the talismans of the World-Honored King of Buddha have great blessings for all Buddhist teachings? The Great Salvation Technique is also a Buddhist teaching. Maybe it can save people who have higher cultivation than me.” Fang Han still felt that saving the Ghost Emperor was the most cost-effective.
After being saved, one can not only pray and generate power of will, but also help to refine elixirs and weapons, which is the best productivity.
"Then you can give it a try." Yan returned to the Yellow Springs Map and continued to wash the fragment of the World Tree. "This fragment is relatively large, so it will take a while to clean it up, in case there are any tricks inside."
(End of this chapter)