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The white three-petaled lotus floated quietly less than half a meter in front of Fang Jie. At this time, Fang Jie had just shook off a white lotus sticking to the tip of his sword. When he turned around, he saw that the white lotus turned black in an instant. Then the lotus began to grow in size, afraid that it would explode in the next second.

Fang Jie, who saw the power of the white lotus just now, had his pupils suddenly become bigger, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat. He thought he had the power to fight with the practitioners, after all, Xie Fuyao was a master with seventh level of cultivation. If he fought with Fang Jiezhen to the death, no one would be sure to say that he would win.

At the beginning, relying on his perception of the energy of heaven and earth, Fang Jie accurately avoided the flower-picking finger that blocked Fang Henshui. He successfully approached and injured Fang Henshui with the residual knife blood. At that moment, Fang Jie had already gained all the advantages, and Fang Jie thought that this battle would be won.

However, the three white lotus thrown by Fang Henshui instantly shattered Fang Jie's sense of pride.

The time and direction of the cultivator who has reached a certain level of strength is indeed difficult to figure out, and it is hard to defend against. Fang Jie was still at the upper hand a few seconds ago, and Fang Henshui was cut and his chest seemed to be quite embarrassed. But the next second, Fang Jie was burned by the first white lotus, and now he was forced into a dead end by the second lotus.

A complete dead end.

This lotus that had been transformed into black was too close to Fang Jie. Even if Fang Jie immediately dodged, he had no time to avoid it. Fang Jie, who knew that he was forced to death, breathed and his face turned pale in an instant. At this moment, the unyielding and unwillingness in his heart also emerged.

He had already gained the upper hand, but he was knocked into hell by a black lotus?

People who cannot call on the essence of heaven and earth really have no chance of winning against cultivators above the seventh grade?

Not willing to accept it!

anger!

Fang Jie stared at the black lotus with his eyes tightly. If his eyes were hot enough, the black lotus might be melted.

Fang Henshui's mouth was already filled with a smug smile. Although he was a little embarrassed by Fang Jie, he was sure that he was still the winner. The power of this black lotus is far above the white lotus before, which was his strongest method. He was sure that as long as the black lotus exploded, even a stone within a radius of five meters would be shaken into powder. In fact, he even believed that Fang Jie would die within ten meters.

He had seen the arrival of victory, and was close to him.

He felt that he could feel Fang Jie's unwillingness and anger, because he often had such feelings. Fang Jie was a lucky person and a recognized genius in the entire Sui Dynasty. He was the second person in the more than 100 years since the founding of the Great Sui Dynasty to be excellent in the nine examinations of the Martial Arts Academy. Not only was he praised by the Martial Arts Academy, but even the emperor looked at him with admiration. Fang Heshui was just a constable from a remote county. If he had not had this trip to Chang'an, he was sure that he would have been a mediocre life.

But because he has experienced hardships that others cannot bear, he has now become a strong man.

He could even look at the genius of the Great Sui Dynasty and the beautiful son of the Martial Arts Academy with pity and contempt.

He was thinking about how to kill Fang Jie, whether to destroy his confidence first and then torture him slowly or kill him directly. When this day really came, he suddenly lost these ideas. As long as he could kill Fang Jie, no matter how he killed him, his name would be legendary to the world.

A constable from a small fishing village on the seaside in Jiangnan actually killed the future star of the Sui Dynasty.

What a happy thing this is.

At this moment, he even felt that the sufferings, humiliations and tortures he suffered with wisdom could be forgotten. After killing him, who else in the younger generation is better than him?

Fang Jie's surname is Fang, and he also has Fang's surname. Why is Fang Jie the most glorious one?

The black lotus grew rapidly, expanding from the size of a peach blossom to the size of a bowl.

"Die!"

Fang Henshui gritted his teeth hard, and his eyes suddenly sterned.

The black lotus seemed to have received the command, and suddenly trembled and then began to explode!

Fang Henshui's eyes had already narrowed. He knew that no one could save Fang Jie at this moment. Not to mention that he had a ninth-grade great cultivator around him, not to say that he had many powerful friends. Now, even if the Daluo Jinxian appeared, he would probably not be able to pull Fang Jie back from the gate of hell.

If time can slow down by a hundred times, you can see the process of the black lotus explode with your naked eyes.

The three-petal lotus opened outwards, and a pure black ball in the lotus heart gradually enlarged. The petals separated, and the black light shone out from the lotus heart around, as if it was penetrated by clouds and mist. Then a large group of black things surged out like a waterfall, and then expanded and exploded.

Of course, time cannot slow down by a hundred times, so the speed of the black lotus explosion cannot be seen clearly with the naked eye. Even Fang Jie himself did not doubt that the moment the black lotus exploded, he would turn into a piece of meat.

However, if time can really slow down by a hundred times, careful people can not only see the process of the black lotus explosion, but also see a trace of change happening quietly in the lotus' heart, and an absolute red struggling out of the black.

Others could not see it or discover it. But Fang Henshui could clearly sense the subtle changes of the black lotus he made, so he immediately frowned. He reached out and grabbed it from afar, as if he wanted to urge the black lotus to quickly complete the explosion. But he failed. The black lotus that had exploded was suddenly bound by the red lines that surged out of the lotus' heart, as if the blooming flowers were strangled by the thin red rope. The three petals that had been separated were actually pulled back by the red lines and connected together.

Fang Henshui was shocked and watched the black lotus he made turn into a bright red at a speed visible to the naked eye. The redness was so completely and beautiful that this was the lotus he made, but it no longer belonged to him. The red lotus... made him feel fear and powerlessness.

The already-exploded lotus has become perfect again, and the red beauty is breathtaking.

Fang Henshui looked at Fang Jie subconsciously, but was frightened by his red eyes so that his heart stopped beating.

At this time, Fang Jie's eyes could no longer see the distinct black and white eyeballs, only pure red. Moreover, this red is not the festive red, but the strange red. Fang Henshui knew that his eyes would turn black when his cultivation reached its limit, because of the inheritance he obtained. Zhihui once said that after obtaining this inheritance, the eyes would become particularly powerful. And depending on the inheritance obtained and the understanding, the color of the eyes would be different.

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At this moment, Fang Henshui couldn't help but think of that heavy rainy night. In the huge tree hole at the foot of the mountain on the north side of Banyue Mountain, the old monk Zhihui told him a lot of secrets about the Buddha Sect. There was one secret among them, Fang Henshui remembered it particularly clearly, that was about the inheritance of the Buddha Sect.

At that time, the old monk Zhihui said that the inheritance a person receives has a great relationship with the qualifications. The better the qualifications, the more perfect the inheritance it receives. Zhihui said that even if it is a waste like him who cannot practice, once he obtains the inheritance of the Buddha Sect, he will become a real strong man.

The most direct reflection of how much inheritance a person has obtained is his eyes.

When Fang Henshui later found that his eyes could turn into pure black, he recalled the words of the old monk Zhihui at that time, and was a little annoyed. Zhihui told him that day that those who have obtained the least inheritance would turn into pure black eyes. This is a power of darkness that can corrode other people's cultivation power and transform it into his own internal strength.

If a person's eyes turn into pure black after obtaining the inheritance of the Buddha Sect, then it will be regarded as almost no big difference from the failure of the inheritance. Because even ordinary people will become absolute strong after obtaining the inheritance. Fang Henshui once asked the old monk at that time, is the black eyes the most failed inheritance manifestation? The old monk replied that the more inheritors get the color of the eyes that the greater the color changes.

If you get less, you cannot escape the true color of black and white. If you get more, you may change the color of your eyes.

Fang Henshui was resentful for these words for a long time, and when he almost never met his opponent, this anger gradually disappeared. Because he knew that his qualifications were average and that he had not received enough inheritance, but his eyes turned black still made him a little dissatisfied.

Although the inheritance he received was surprising.

But a person's greed is so great that he desires to get when he cannot get it. When he can get it, he desires to get more. If he cannot get it, he will feel resentful and angry. This pathological mentality is like weeds in the garden, and even if he turns over the garden floor, it cannot be eradicated. With a little gloomy rain nourishment, this pathological will grow and spread rapidly.

Fang Henshui knew what made his heart full of weeds, but he didn't think it was a weed.

That's ambition.

Deformed ambitions.

He unexpectedly obtained the inheritance of the wisdom of the old monk, and went from a humble person to a powerful person with the power of cultivation. When he just noticed his own changes, he even felt fear because he didn't understand what this was. When he slowly groped and found that he had become different from the past, the hatred in his heart began to become stronger and stronger.

He is qualified to hate.

He endured too many hardships for no reason. He turned out to be just an ordinary person. He had fantasized that he would become a superior person, but at that time he knew that this fantasy was unrealistic. If there were no such changes, he would marry a fisherman's daughter and give birth to several children.

He went to the yamen to work on duty, and his wife was doing housework at home.

That's it, a dull life.

However, Fanghenshui, who has changed his life, can he be willing to go back to the past? He found a fisherman's daughter to be his wife, lived in vain for decades and then died normally? When he was living in the dilapidated yard of the east 18th Street in Chang'an City, he swears at the bright moonlight in the sky.

He wants to become the best woman, sleep in the most beautiful woman, live in the largest house, have endless money to spend, and countless people worship at his feet. When people mention his name, the most sincere respect is in their eyes.

However, he only realized after he arrived in Chang'an City.

How difficult is all this?

Then, he saw the most beautiful woman beside Fang Jie. He saw Fang Jie living in the yard of Sanjin Hou, and had no worries about food and drink. Although no one worshiped him, every Sui people would be very proud when they mentioned Fang Jie's name.

So he hates it.

But, at this moment.

His heartbeat almost stopped, and his face turned pale. The black in his eyes faded like a tide, and the rest of his eyes were full of fear.

"If you see a person's eyes are the purest and most weird blood color, then you have no other choice than kneeling down and worshiping. That is the darling of this world, and no one can resist the gaze of the bloody eyes."

This is what the old monk Zhihui said.

At this time, Fang Jie's eyes had completely turned bloody.
Chapter completed!