The first thousand two hundred and seventeenth chapters of Taoism
"Who did it?"
The cultivators and monsters on the field were shocked by the situation in front of them, and they were filled with cold air in their hearts. They could silently kill a monster in the middle stage of the demon pill and the ferocious bird who was good at running too much. Unless the powerful Jindan stage among the cultivators took action, even the cultivators in the late stage of the foundation building would be unable to match.
In the battle of beast tide, those low-level spirit beasts were driven by monsters. The spirit beasts were already spiritual, so they were naturally unwilling to die in vain. So many spirit beasts turned around and ran away. Even the seven or eight demon wolves showed fear and did not stop the spirit beast from escaping back to the forest.
"Our reinforcements are here, kill them!"
The rampant giant lizard monster and the ferocious birds in the sky were killed by a move, which immediately increased the morale of the cultivators in the field. They completely forgot about the appearance of running away in a panic just now. One of the cultivators shouted, holding the weapon in their hand and chasing a spirit beast in front of them.
"Damn it, return it quickly!"
Seeing this scene, Jiao Dazhong let out a loud shout. Only he could see some clues in so many people in the field. The death of the giant lizard did not come from reinforcements, but was done by the cultivator named Fang Yi.
Just now, Jiao Dazhong felt an extremely powerful wave of spiritual consciousness from Fang Yi. The spiritual pressure made him feel a little confused for a moment. This feeling was even stronger than that of a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building. Jiao Dazhong thought he was facing a powerful person in the Golden Elixir stage.
"No, he, he is just a cultivator in the Qi training stage!" Jiao Dazhong blinked his eyes, and no matter how he looked, the qi flowing on Fang Yi's body was all the cultivation level of the Qi training stage. If he hadn't really felt the explosion of Fang Yi's spiritual consciousness just now, Jiao Dazhong would have thought he had an illusion.
Jiao Dazhong's shouting made some effect. Those cultivators who came to their senses ran backwards. All those who could become cultivators had their minds beyond the venue. They naturally knew that even if a strong man in the Golden Elixir stage arrived, he would be a cannon fodder-like existence if he stayed on the battlefield with their cultivation.
"Brother Fang, what kind of cultivation are you?" Jiao Dazhong's eyes fell on Fang Yi, but he did not ask, but used his spiritual sense to directly transmit the voice to Fang Yi.
"Senior Brother Jiao, I am in the foundation-building stage!"
Fang Yi knew that Jiao Dazhong had seen some clues just now, and he did not hide or explain in detail. The early stage of foundation building is the foundation building stage, and the late stage of foundation building is also the foundation building stage. He has breath-catching skills. Unless the other party and himself do it, no one can tell what kind of cultivation Fang Yi is.
"Awesome, I didn't expect you to be a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building!"
Jiao Dazhong couldn't hide the shock in his eyes. Although he couldn't see Fang Yi's cultivation level, he could see that Fang Yi was not old and would not be over a hundred years old at most. However, Jiao Dazhong would never have thought that Fang Yi was less than thirty years old now.
"Senior Brother Jiao, this is not a place to chat."
Fang Yi smiled when he heard this, and looked at the woods before. After the spirit beasts and demon wolves ran back, another beast roar sounded in the woods. The monsters should be organizing the second attack.
"Yes, there are still some low-level disciples left here. Let's take them out separately. Of course, someone will come to take the demon pills of these monsters." Hearing Fang Yi's words, Jiao Dazhong nodded quickly, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the corpse of the giant lizard on the ground. He still hasn't figured out how Fang Yi killed the giant lizard.
In fact, Fang Yi was also a bit tricky when he killed the giant lizard and the ferocious bird just now. He had always shown his cultivation in the Qi training stage during the sensing of the giant lizard. Therefore, when the giant lizard passed by Fang Yi, he just attacked Fang Yi casually, and did not even show one-tenth of his strength.
But Fang Yi was different. The flying sword spirit weapon he released was activated with all his spiritual power. The flying sword directly cut off the giant lizard's tongue. Before the giant lizard could react, he drove straight into the giant lizard's mouth.
If Fang Yi was attacking the body of the giant lizard, the scales on the giant lizard still had a certain degree of defense, but the internal organs were so fragile. Fang Yi's spiritual weapon flying sword with lightning attribute instantly smashed his internal organs and cut off his vitality.
The sword-control technique used by Fang Yi was so fast that after killing the giant lizard, the flying sword soared into the sky again, cutting the ferocious bird that had just caught a cultivator into two pieces in half, and killing two monsters in succession. Fang Yi only took less than a second, so even Jiao Dazhong could not see clearly what happened at that time.
"Okay!" As a human cultivator, Fang Yi is naturally willing to do his part. As long as he does not encounter the demon king, Fang Yi believes that no monster can retain him on this beast tide battlefield.
"Old Song, go back to the third line of defense first."
The first time he truly displayed his cultivation, Fang Yi was also very enthusiastic for a moment, and a low roar was waving. His body was already a hundred meters away. After his spiritual sense covered the entire beast tide battlefield, Fang Yi could easily know where the cultivator was trapped.
"Fang, Fang Yi!"
Seeing Fang Yi leave, Song Tianyu shouted at a loss. He was the closest person to Fang Yi just now. When Fang Yi released the flying sword, he also saw some clues, but Song Tianyu couldn't believe that Fang Yi could actually kill the giant lizard in the middle stage of the demon pill.
Song Tianyu knew Fang Yi quite well. From Fang Yi's advancement to the innate world to his breakthrough in the desert secret realm to his Qi training period, it has only been five or six years. For cultivators with a lifespan of one or two hundred years, five or six years is really short, and their qualifications are so stupid that they cannot even improve a small level.
Even if Fang Yi is a genius, Song Tianyu doesn't think he has advanced to the foundation-building stage cultivator now. Even if he takes a step back, Fang Yi is a foundation-building stage cultivator, but there is still a big gap between the early stage cultivator and the middle stage monster of the demon pill. How can he kill him like a tyrant?
So at this moment, Song Tianyu was in the process of splitting his spiritual consciousness. On the one hand, he discovered Fang Yi's move, but on the other hand, Song Tianyu's understanding of the cultivator system made him not think that what happened just now was done by Fang Yi. Song Tianyu, in the contradiction, was not awake until Fang Yi left.
"Let's go, I'll take you back first." Jiao Dazhong glanced at Song Tianyu and said, "Who is your partner and which sect you come from? Why haven't I heard of such a young late-stage cultivator?"
Jiao Dazhong has a vast relationship with the world of cultivators. He basically knows the senior leaders of various sects, but he has never heard of Fang Yi, a strong man in the foundation-building stage. In theory, such a genius figure, Fang Yi's reputation should be resounding throughout the world of cultivators.
Jiao Dazhong was not the kind of person who liked to inquire about other people's privacy, but this time he couldn't help but feel curious. He was only promoted to the middle stage of foundation building when he was in his 150s, which was already very fast in the world of cultivators. However, compared with Fang Yi just now, Jiao Dazhong felt ashamed.
"Uncle Jiao, this, this..." Jiao Dazhong asked, and Song Tianyu didn't dare not answer, but he didn't know what Fang Yi was thinking. If Fang Yi didn't want his master to spread, then he would offend Fang Yi if he talked too much.
"Old Song, it's okay, tell him." Although Fang Yi's figure was a hundred meters away, the conversation between Jiao Dazhong and Song Tianyu was heard in his ears. Seeing Song Tianyu's faced embarrassment, Fang Yi's voice sounded in the ears of both of them.
"Senior Brother Jiao, if you know the whereabouts of my elders, please tell me!" Fang Yi, as the successor of the Taoist sect, did not feel that he could not speak to others, and he also wanted to use this to inquire about the master's news.
"News from the elders of the sect? Is anyone missing from your elders? I should be able to find it if you say the name." Jiao Dazhong looked at Song Tianyu after hearing this, with a confident smile on his face. As the deputy leader of the Blood Sword Sect, he is familiar with most senior sects in the Cultivator Realm, and believes that this matter is not difficult to do.
"Uncle Jiao, Fang, Fang Yi is the successor of the Taoist sect!"
Song Tianyu smiled bitterly when he heard this. The disciples of the Taoist sect had not appeared in the world of cultivators for a long time. It has been almost hundreds of years since then. Not to mention Jiao Dazhong, even those old guys who have lived for hundreds of years may not know the news about the elders of Master Fang Yi.
"Dao, the successor of the Taoist sect?"
Hearing Song Tianyu's words, the smile on Jiao Dazhong's face couldn't help but condense. Although his cultivation was good, Jiao Dazhong was also considered a well-known high-level cultivator in the world of cultivators without leaving the Jindan stage. However, compared with the Taoist sect, Jiao Dazhong knew that he didn't even count on the onion.
There is only one successor in each generation of Taoist sect, but all of this successor are talented geniuses. Whenever the cultivator world encounters difficult disasters or beast tides, there will always be successors in Taoist sects, leading the cultivator world out of difficulties.
But in normal times, the people in the Taoist sect are in vague traces. No one knows where the Taoist sect's mountain gate is located. Where they practice. It can be said that it is easy for the Taoist sect descendants to find others, but it is extremely difficult for others to find Taoist sect descendants.
Jiao Dazhong basically heard about the Taoist sect's affairs from the elders of the sect. He had never even seen the Taoist sect's successor, let alone help Fang Yi find someone. I'm afraid that even the Supreme Elder of their Blood Sword Sect may not have any news about the Taoist sect's successor.
"Senior Brother Jiao, please!" Fang Yi's voice came again, but Fang Yi, who had just killed a spirit beast, also "sees" the awkward smile on Jiao Dazhong's face through his spiritual sense. Fang Yi couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It seemed that the other party did not know the whereabouts of his master.
"I, I'll help you find out when I go back!" Jiao Dazhong's old face turned red and white, and he blew out the big talk by himself, but he couldn't do it at all. I don't know what Fang Yi would think of himself.
"Let's go back to the third line of defense first!"
Chapter completed!