Chapter 482 The Crisis of Jin Hongmen (Part 1)

"In short, the more scattered blue bricks, the greater the magical powers they produce after the fusion..." Hong Gang said excitedly: "It's a pity that these 'Fang Tian Jinming Bricks' have been scattered in various places in the world of immortal cultivation for thousands of years. There were originally eight pieces in the sect, but two pieces were lost in the previous few years. I also brought two pieces for this trip to the Nine Netherworld."

...

Hong Gang's words were played back in Yang Fan's mind.

Although Hong Gang was unfortunately buried in the Nine Netherworld Secret Realm as early as thirty years ago, Yang Fan did not forget the information about "Fang Tian Jinming Brick".

"Send additional personnel to conduct comprehensive monitoring and infiltration of the Jinhong Gate, and strive to find the whereabouts of the 'icy grinding stone'."

Yang Fan ordered.

"Yes, the king." Yin San bowed and asked again, "What are the king's instructions?"

"Find out the news about the treasure of Jinhongmen Mountain Town 'Fangtian Jinming Brick'. If possible, you can succeed at any cost. Jinhongmen is also a first-class sect that has been passed down for a long time. I may take action on this matter myself."

Yang Fan pondered.

Yin San promised to leave quickly and let the Dark Blood Dynasty take action.

"Fang Tian Jinming Brick? There are 16 parts in total, and I only got four of them, and there should be four more in the Jinhongmen of Yuyang Guo."

A trace of expectation flashed in Yang Fan's eyes.

Swish!!

Four square bricks were suspended on his palm, and the green clouds were brilliant, emitting a heavy and distant atmosphere.

Buzz ~~

Suddenly, four square sky gold-tone bricks were combined together to form a giant brick with cloth and gold patterns, releasing a majestic and heavy atmosphere.

The magic tricks in his hand changed slightly, and the giant square sky golden brick melted into the void and disappeared.

After the four square sky gold-tone bricks are fused, they are middle-grade magic weapons.

If eight pieces can be integrated, it is at least the first level of the ancient treasure. According to Hong Gang's meaning, it is even more powerful than ordinary ancient treasures.

"This brick's magical power is extremely powerful, it can attack and defend, and its defense is extremely powerful. If I can collect eight pieces, it will definitely greatly increase my survivability. Even if I face the great Nascent Soul cultivator, I can protect myself."

Yang Fan raised his hand and waved it, and the air swelled, and Fang Tian's golden bricks appeared in front of him again.

He closed his eyes and quietly understood the mystery contained in the magic weapon Fang Tian Jinming Brick.

Many magic weapons in the world of immortal cultivation are not only weapons for combat methods, but some of them even carry unique information.

Especially the ancient treasures that have been circulating in a long time, they have their own historical origins and unique backgrounds.

Yang Fan obtained four square sky gold-tone bricks, which have been used for combat and have not carefully studied them.

Time flowed quietly. Half a day later, the square sky golden brick in front of Yang Fan suddenly released a golden glorious light, making a sound, and an inexplicable throbbing came.

Yang Fan's expression changed and he quickly put away Fang Tian Jinming Brick.

"I didn't expect that this Tianjinming brick could also produce a faint induction between the parts of each other."

Yang Fan was shocked.

After some research, he learned some incomplete information from Fang Tian Jinming Brick, and by chance he sensed the existence of other parts.

This kind of induction is a response between many magic weapons and broken pieces. When the distance is not too far, each other can be sensed.

"There are four golden bricks, which I can sense. They should be in Yuyang Country. As for the other eight parts, the sensing is very vague, and they may not be in Beiqin."

Yang Fan's eyes flashed with cleverness.

After putting away Fang Tian’s golden bricks, Yang Fan took out another skeleton blood book that exuded an ancient and gloomy aura.

This is exactly what Zhu Feng said about the legendary spiritual treasure of the Blood Demon Taoism "Blood Forbidden Purgatory Book".

"I am not a cultivator of the Blood Demon Taoism. According to Zhu Feng's meaning, I need at least the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation to be used."

Yang Fan began to fall into deep thought.

He was even considering whether he would have another secondary to the Blood Demon Path.

But this idea was quickly rejected by him.

After so many years of practice, he deeply realized:

Xianhong Jue is his true foundation and origin.

The evolution of Xianhong is a path he has chosen long ago.

Everything else is just to increase the capital to survive in the world of immortal cultivation.

"I don't believe that I can't refine this thing..."

Yang Fan's face calmed down, and a dim light green light suddenly appeared in his palm.

Yang Fan knew very well that the magical use of consecrating the Pure World Flame was effective in refining magic weapons and alchemy.

Especially used for alchemy, it can greatly increase the effect of elixirs and the success rate of alchemy.

Yang Fan sat cross-legged in Xianhong Space, sacrificed the Consecrated Pure World Flame, and began to try to refine this object.

As before, this Blood Forbidden Purgatory Book did not respond much.

Yang Fan gritted his teeth and opened the flames in his hand. The light shone brightly, turning into countless white tadpole flames.

This is a battle form that consecrates the pure world flame, which can wither and purify all things in the world.

Buzz ~~

Suddenly, the Blood Forbidden Purgatory Book burst out with a shocking blood light, which bounced Yang Fan away, making terrifying trembling sounds.

"This thing is indeed spiritual." Yang Fan's eyes showed a strange look and he took back the consecrated flame of the world.

Intuition told him that if the flames of pure world are truly strong, it will inevitably greatly damage the spirituality and power of this object, and even make it degenerate into ordinary magic weapons.

"Well, although you need to use this item in the later stage, I may not be able to try it after I am promoted to the middle stage of Yangen."

Thinking of this, Yang Fan put away the Blood Forbidden Purgatory Book and began to calm down.

The green seeds of life in the body are full of vitality, and the "soul root" transformed from the heart veins extends little by little in his body, hoping to completely transform all the meridians in the body into the form of soul root.

If he can do that, Yang Fan can successfully enter the middle stage of the roots, and his control over the earth will enter a new realm, and his strength should be incomparable.

At this moment, Yang Fan's meridians were covered with a light yellow crystal. In a moment, he could feel and absorb the extra earth's essence.

"If I can enter the middle stage of the Genocide, even if I am not on the ground, I can easily understand and master the earth."

Yang Fan's eyes were filled with enlightenment, and then he slowly closed his eyes and seized the time to practice hard.

This state of cultivation that can reach the earth often passes quickly.

Yang Fan wished he could go into seclusion for decades or hundreds of years in one breath, breaking through to the middle or late stage of the Suzu.

However, the chaotic Yuyang Kingdom is not allowed to practice for a long time.

Four or five days later.

"I have found out that the other four square sky gold-tone bricks are in the hands of the current head of the Jinhong Sect. As for the ice grinding stones, some clues have been found and they have fallen into the hands of an inner disciple of the Jinhong Sect."

Yin San came to report the news.

"Okay, you keep an eye on it. You can't go on a business trip. This king will take action personally. Let's discuss some details..."

Yang Fan lowered his voice and explained something to Yin San.

...

It was during this period.

In the eastern part of Yuyang Country, a hilly land with beautiful mountains and rivers.

A first-class immortal cultivation sect with thousands of years of heritage is making an extremely difficult choice.

Jinhongmen.

In the hall of the high hall, on the golden lion throne, a masculine voice echoed in the hall:

"Today, this sect summons you all to make a decision to make the rise and fall of our sect."

On the golden lion throne, a tall and burly old man in golden robe slowly stood up.

Below, on the two rows of seats, there are four or five high-level Jindan elders and more than ten powerful people in the late stage of foundation building.

At this moment, with the speech of the head of Jinhong Sect, a solemn and solemn atmosphere was condensed in the hall.

Everyone put away their fun, leisurely and serious expressions.

The old man in the golden robe, with a national-shaped face, showed his majesty while showing more worries.

"Zheng Sect, what is going to happen in Yuyang? Can't even escape from my 'Jinhong Sect'?"

An old man with a gray beard stood up tremblingly and asked in confusion.

Everyone's eyes were also frozen on the face of the old man in golden robe.

They don’t understand why the head of the sect, who has always been calm and calm, has such anxiety on his face?

"The Yuyang Kingdom is very chaotic now..." President Jin Hong took a long breath, "You should be very clear about the destruction of the Ghost Fantasy Sect some time ago."
To be continued...