"I don't know if this inheritance has been taken away."

Fang Yi sighed that being able to build a hanging beam with the northern region's Xuanmu, the master of this cave heaven and blessed land was at least in the stage of the God Transformation. It is also a top-level inheritance for the increasingly scarce spiritual energy in various worlds.

Without finding the inheritance, Fang Yi and others no longer waste time here. They came out of this blessed land of the cave, continued to move forward, and flew towards another place with the light of star spots. For some reason, no one encountered any danger along the way.

After flying for nearly ten thousand miles, the star light gradually enlarged, and a sphere that looked like a planet appeared in front of Fang Yi and others.

The three of them were suspended in the air, and they were more than ten miles away from the sphere. They could feel the gravity emitted by the sphere. The surface of the sphere was deserted, with no grass growing, and sand and dust rising from time to time. If the sphere had not been only a few hundred meters in diameter, Fang Yi would have thought it was a star.

Fang Yi and Chang Feng looked at each other, nodded each other, subconsciously ignored Meng Qi. When his figure fell down, Meng Qi didn't care. He still had no expression on his face and followed him down. The three of them fell to the ground with their feet. The surrounding scenery suddenly changed drastically, as if they were in the desert, the surrounding wind was howling, and bursts of yellow sand were rolled up. In the wind, lightning and thunder were scattered, and sword shadows appeared.

"This is a trapping and killing formation, two fellow Taoists are careful."

Seeing the scene in front of him, Fang Yi's expression became cautious. The yellow sand around him was like sword energy. Ordinary foundation-building cultivators were afraid that they would die if they touched it. Even half-step golden elixir could not resist it. What's more, there were thunder flashing, and the faint flashing sword lights and sword shadows also exuded a strong murderous intent.

"You mean?" Meng Qi replied coldly, his body was circulating, and a layer of armor appeared on his body.

"The power of these yellow sand is really strong." A piece of armor appeared on Chang Feng's body and said, "If it weren't for the armor, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for long."

However, a milky white light shield appeared all over Fang Yi's body, and yellow sand hit him, showing shallow dents, but they could never be broken.

"Fellow Daoist Fang's magic weapon is really powerful." Chang Feng asked casually: "Can you tell me what magic weapon this is?"

"It's just a little trick." Fang Yi smiled at this and it was impossible to tell him that in Fang Yi's heart, he was a little wary of the two people who were walking with him.

"boom!"

Suddenly, three thunders hit the three people respectively. The three thunders were not fast, but they felt that they could not dodge. It seemed that there were thunders from all directions. No matter how they dodge, they would be attacked, but no matter whether they were spiritual consciousness or sight, they could only see a thunder.

This feeling is very strange and cannot dodge, so I can only resist it. Three thunders hit the three people, and the thunder power actually attacked the three people's sea of ​​consciousness along their bodies. Fang Yi's spiritual consciousness was approaching the middle stage of the Golden Pill. At this level, there was no impact on the attack on Fang Yi, but Chang Feng and Meng Qi couldn't help but tremble.

"Clam!" The metal clanging sound exploded, and a sword aura as solid appeared, like the thunder just now. No matter where you look, the sword aura is in your sight. You can't dodge, you can only resist.

Fang Yi's expression changed slightly, and the sword aura slashed through the milky white light shield and was blocked by one hundred and eight sharp blades.

Chang Feng and Meng Qi also blocked the sword aura with their armor on their bodies.

"We have to find a way out quickly." Chang Feng's face became solemn, and he spoke: "This sword aura has the attack power of an early stage cultivator of the Golden Pill stage. I wonder if the attack power in this formation will continue to increase in a while."

"I'll try it."

Fang Yi volunteered to do so. Although this formation is clever, there are some clues to follow. Fang Yi can be sure that this formation is transformed based on the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams. As long as the five elements are found, it is not difficult to crack.

"This is gold." Fang Yi walked in the formation, with one hundred and eight sharp blades and hundreds of water flows all over his body resisting various attacks in the formation.

"This should be wood." Fang Yi stepped to a position next to him and suddenly shook his head, "The five elements have changed, and this place has been replaced by water. Once this place is broken, the five elements rotate and the formation will resume operation."

"Then it's fire here." Fang Yi smiled at the corner of his mouth: "This formation is mainly based on attack and killing, and it is mainly metal. Earth produces metal. As long as the earth is broken and gold is broken, the formation should be broken."

At this time, Chang Feng and Meng Qi both blocked the attack in the formation and gradually struggled. As Chang Feng guessed, the attack power in the formation became increasingly greater.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, can it work?" Chang Feng's face had become very ugly at this time. The iconic smile had disappeared, and there was a panic in his expression.

Meng Qize was still the same, his expression remained unchanged, and he gritted his teeth and persevered.

"Break." Fang Yi first broke the array eye of the Five Elements Earth, and then broke the array eye of the Gold attribute. The yellow sand gradually dissipated, the thunder disappeared, and the sword light and sword shadows disappeared.

"Huh, I've survived." Chang Feng breathed out his breath and felt like he had survived the disaster.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, I didn't expect you to be a master of formations. No wonder the sect leader was willing to recruit him as a guest elder."

Although Chang Feng did not understand the formation, his knowledge would naturally not be bad in sects of the Lingxiao Palace for a long time. Not to mention that formation is a cultivator of the Foundation Establishment Stage, even a cultivator of the Golden Elixir. What's more, Fang Yi did not spend much time breaking the formation. No wonder this talent is so valued by the sect leader.

"Thank you." Meng Qi kept the distance from Fang Yi and bowed to thank him. This was the first time he took the initiative to talk to Fang Yi.

A gust of wind blew, and a gust of wind and sand rose from the small sphere.

"Three little guys in the foundation-building stage." Suddenly, a hoarse voice said: "You can enjoy it after breaking through the Yellow Sand Formation."

As soon as the sound fell, the surrounding scenery changed again, and a table appeared in front of it with three storage bags on it.

When Chang Feng saw the storage bag, he immediately showed a greedy look in his eyes. He wanted to go forward to get the storage bag, but Fang Yi reached out to stop him: "Fellow Daoist Chang, be careful of fraud."

As soon as he settled down, a yellow sand formation greeted him. I didn't know what would be waiting behind him. Facing this sudden table, Fang Yi was also wary.

"Fellow Daoist Fang's words are different." Chang Feng said: "If we break the formation, we should get the treasure."

When the two were entangled, Meng Qi stepped forward and chose a storage bag casually. His spiritual sense passed by, his face was neither sad nor happy, and he didn't know what he got.

"Look, I'll just say it's okay, and I asked Senior Brother Meng to take the lead." Chang Feng pushed Fang Yi's blocking arm away, stepped forward, reached out and wandered back and forth between the two storage bags. He didn't know which one to choose. At the end, he gritted his teeth and chose the middle one and left the other to Fang Yi.

Fang Yi took the storage bag and swept his mind. He found that there was a jade bottle and a bag of green dates inside. He looked like dozens of them.

"Thunder and Fire Golden Pill and Foundation Building Fruit." The voice of Juntian Ding sounded in Fang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness.

These two things have no effect on Fang Yi himself, but they have great effect on Fang Fang and Bai Chuxia.

After swallowing the Thunder and Fire Golden Pill, the body is tempered with the power of heaven, thunder and earth fire, which can greatly enhance the muscles, bones and meridians of one's own muscles, bones and meridians. Although this elixir is only for innate cultivators, it is extremely difficult to refine it. Not to mention the precious spiritual medicine required, the heaven, thunder and earth fire that needs to be collected during the refining process is not something that ordinary cultivators can resist. According to Juntian Ding, even if you are promoted to a middle-grade spiritual weapon, you cannot refine the Thunder and Fire Golden Pill.

In the ancient world of cultivation, this kind of thunder and fire golden elixir was specially refined by treasures to cultivate genius disciples, or younger disciples of some great figures were qualified to take.

As for the foundation-building fruit, as the name suggests, it is to help the qi refiner to advance to the foundation-building stage. If the qi refiner is taken, the qi refiner will feel the realm of the foundation-building stage practitioner in a short time, and at the same time it will increase the spiritual power in the body, so that the cultivator can accelerate the entry into the foundation-building stage.

This foundation-building fruit is just right for Baichuxia, and there are dozens of foundation-building fruits in this bag. In the future, it can be used as a reward for disciples. Fang Yi has gained something.

Fang Yi found that after breaking into two places, he did not get anything useful. Instead, he had more treasures and techniques that could cultivate reserve disciples, which just fits their idea of ​​starting a sect.

"It's also timely." Fang Yi smiled at the corner of his mouth. With these things, it would be easier to reward disciples in the future.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, what have you got?"

Chang Feng's spiritual sense swept through the storage bag, feeling a little disappointed. Unexpectedly, he broke through the yellow sand array and gave some useless things.

Fang Yi laughed at Chang Feng's problem. After being in contact for a long time, he found that Chang Feng, who often smiled, was meticulous, and his heart probably did not match the smile on his face. Instead, Meng Qi, who didn't speak much, made Fang Yi feel more at ease.

The three of them took the treasure, the table in front of them disappeared, and a majestic hall rose from the spherical ground. The hall occupied a much larger area than the sphere. It seemed that the two were supported by only one point of connection, which looked quite strange.

There is a plaque above the main hall gate, which reads: Huangfeng Palace, the hall gate opens from the outside to the inside, as if inviting them in.

"How is it, can you get in?" Chang Feng asked Fang Yi.

"Get in." The voice of the Juntian Ding Artifact Spirit sounded in Fang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness: "Those yellow sands are called Yuexuan Jinsha. This thing is a treasure, and the more it is, the better."

According to the Juntian Ding Artifact Spirit, Yuexuan Jinsha is a metal treasure that can be directly refined into magic weapons. If there are enough, it will be displayed like yellow sand all over the sky.

The most important thing is that this kind of golden sand can be integrated into Fang Yi's natal flying sword to improve the quality of the natal flying sword. If there is enough Yuexuan Jinsha, Fang Yi's natal flying sword can be upgraded to a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

"I want to go in and take a look." Fang Yi smiled and said, "The two fellow Taoists don't have to force me."

As soon as Fang Yi finished speaking, Meng Qi was already raising his legs and stepped into it.

"Fellow Daoist Meng..." Fang Yi shouted, and he hurriedly stepped into it. Only Chang Feng stood in front of the hall and hesitated.

After entering the hall, Fang Yi's gaze was empty, and there was no more Meng Qi.

Just as Fang Yi looked around, a figure appeared in the air in a daze. The figure was wearing a yellow robe and had a sharp face. He said to Fang Yi: "I am named Venerable Huang Feng."

"Greetings to Senior Huang Feng." Fang Yi bent down and bowed.

"No need to be polite, it's just a wisp of residual soul." The figure said: "Among the foundation-building practitioners, you are not bad. At the age of thirty, the meridians in your body are quite wide, the spiritual power is pure enough, and the spiritual consciousness has even reached the realm of the Golden Pill, which is rare."

"With your cultivation level, you can break the Yellow Sand Formation, which shows that you have a considerable attainment against the Tao." Venerable Huang Feng said nothing nonsense and continued: "After passing the Yellow Sand Formation, you dare to enter my hall, you are quite brave."

"Next I will arrange an opponent for you. If you can win the battle, you can get a treasure from me."

"If you lose," Mr. Huang Feng's eyes that seemed to have no emotion swept across Fang Yi and said, "You will lose your life."

Venerable Huang Feng did not seek Fang Yi's advice. With a wave of his hand, his figure dissipated out of thin air. A young man appeared in the hall. He was only fifteen or sixteen years old, his eyes were like a starry sky, his eyebrows were like swords, and a flying sword was suspended in front of him, rotating like a spiral, and his hand shook and shot towards Fang Yi quickly.

Fang Yi swept his spiritual sense and knew that the young man in front of him was the same as him, and he had only the late stage of foundation building cultivation. Fang Yi didn't care at first, but when the young man's flying sword came out, Fang Yi felt a wave of pressure. The young man's flying sword was higher than his natal flying sword, and it should be a medium-grade spiritual weapon. The spiritual power contained in it was extraordinary, and it seemed to be even more huge and purer than the spiritual power in his body.

"A peerless genius at the level of evil spirit in the ancient world?"

Fang Yi learned from Juntian Ding that the ancient world of cultivation could be called a peerless monster-level genius, and his spiritual power was even higher than that of himself. Now the young man in front of him happened to be like this. While he was shocked, his spiritual sense also communicated with Juntian Ding to ask.

"That's right." The voice of the Juntian Ding Artifact Spirit sounded in Fang Yi's mind, "How about this young man?"

"I only know after fighting."

Fang Yi's eyes flashed and he also had the desire to win. He did not resist it with the four-color light shield, but was confused with the sword and the power of hundreds of water to resist the young man's flying sword. At the same time, the flying sword in his own life shook and turned into a little cold light, covering the young man.

The young man waved his hand and a light curtain appeared in front of him, blocking the cold light transformed by Fang Yifei's sword.

At the same time, the young man's spiral-like flying sword pierced the obscured obstacle of the sword, stabbed it onto a hundred levels of water, and rotated inward frantically, as if he wanted to drill through Fang Yi's defense.

Fang Yi pulled back, his face turned pale. The power of the flying sword was really powerful. Although it could not penetrate the defense of hundreds of water, it also made him feel extremely uncomfortable. If he had to withstand it, he would probably vomit blood.

"sharp."

Fang Yi exclaimed, although he only had one move, Fang Yi had already discovered that if he didn't use the sword, he would be really no match for the young man.

The natal flying sword returned to Fang Yi's hand, turned into a three-foot blue peak, stabbed forward, and the space suddenly shook, and the majestic sword energy gushed out. The sword energy like the waves of air rushed through the defense and body set up by the boy, and the figure of the boy was completely annihilated.

"Yes, you actually won so easily?" With the voice, the figure of Venerable Huang Feng slowly appeared again, "I didn't expect that you have practiced such a powerful sword technique, rare, rare."
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