Chapter 1220: The Real World (1)
"Our jihad is about to end. Look back and be careful. If you are killed, don't care about me!"
The monkey reminded Fang Yi, but accidentally leaked some news, but the monkey didn't care much. Although it was a monster, it had contacted humans before and had no great revenge with human cultivators. Its relationship with Fang Yi and the little demon king was closer than that of some monsters.
"Holy war? Everyone has their own opinions."
Hearing the monkey's voice transmission, Fang Yi shook his head speechlessly and said, "You'd better be careful. There are probably many Jindan stage cultivators on the defense line behind. Don't press too far, otherwise your monkey ancestor will not be able to save you."
"There are not so many cultivators in the Golden Elixir Stage? Besides, there are also many demon kings here!"
When the monkey heard this, he curled his lips, but his eyes looked around. This time, the beast tide was following the Monkey King, but the monkey's former enemy, the black bear monster, died in the first wave of attacks, and the monkey knew the dangers of this war.
"boom!"
Just as Fang Yi was about to speak, a loud noise suddenly came from the distance, followed by a powerful and extremely powerful wave of spiritual power, which was transmitted from the sound to all directions.
Wherever the wave went, big trees fell down in fan shapes. Within a few miles, both monsters and cultivators were shocked and bleeding from their ears and noses. The weaker ones even shattered their internal organs. The power was so great that they were like detonating a small nuclear bomb.
"Is this the power of the Jindan stage cultivator and the demon king?"
Fang Yi ran far enough now. Although he was affected by some fluctuations, he easily resisted the past. Instead, the monsters following the monkey were slightly injured, and his eyes were full of horror, looking at the place where the demon king and the Jindan stage strongmen were fighting in the distance.
"It's really amazing. Master Monkey can't beat that guy." The monkey had no problem with thick skin and flesh, but he was also shocked by the struggle between his ancestor and the Jindan cultivator. He couldn't help but shrink his head and thought of retreating in his heart.
"Okay, saving your life is important, don't rush forward stupidly."
Fang Yi didn't know whether the battle between the demon king and the golden elixir cultivator would affect this. He immediately threw it and threw a bottle of demon elixir to the monkey. While retreating to the third line of defense, Fang Yi sent a voice: "Swallow one pill every month, go back and practice quickly, and avoid getting involved in this beast tide. If you want to follow me to practice elsewhere, leave me a mark in the cave where the little devil lived in the past!"
The medicinal effect of the demon-companiment pill that Fang Yi took out was stronger than the demon blood pill she obtained at the beginning. It was a pill suitable for the cultivation of monsters. Moreover, the bottle of demon-companiment pill that Fang Yi gave to the monkey was refined with more than a hundred years of demon-companiment grass. If the monkey inherits it properly, there will be no problem to cultivate it to the middle and late stages of the demon-companiment pill through this bottle of demon-companiment pill.
Fang Yi originally wanted to fool the monkey into his own Jinao Island in Lianyun Sea to be a island-protecting beast, but when he saw the monkey recognize his ancestors in Wanzhou Mountain, the matter could only turn yellow. However, Fang Yi's behavior of leaving a demon pill for the monkey was not good at all.
The demon-companiment pill can be said to be the best pill for monsters in the demon-pill stage. A demon-companiment pill can save monkeys from practicing for several years. The difference between drug-based practice and no drug-based practice will soon be highlighted. At that time, as long as the monkey has a slight idea of advancing quickly, he will have the possibility of fooling it into the Lianyun Sea.
The battle between the powerful Jindan stage and the demon king made the monsters and cultivators retreat, but no monsters stopped Fang Yi. After a few minutes, Fang Yi retreated to the third line of defense. Before he could get close, Fang Yi felt a powerful pressure.
This kind of pressure was not emitted by a single person, but the pressure formed by nearly 10,000 cultivators gathered together on the third line of defense. Countless magic arrays were arranged on the horizon that was almost invisible at first sight, and tens of thousands of cultivators above the Qi training stage were waiting for the battle.
Although Fang Yi's cultivation is higher than that of most cultivators, in this case, he can only feel his own insignificance. If it weren't for the murderous aura that soared into the sky, he would probably have weakened his feet at this moment.
"Fang Yi, are you back?" Wei Mingcheng and Si Yuanjie came up from a distance. They came back first, including Song Tianyu and a few old men behind the two.
"Didn't you tell you two to practice hard and what should you do with your cultivation? "
Fang Yi glared at Wei Mingcheng and Si Yuanjie angrily. This was the biggest crisis he had encountered since his practice. If it weren't for the human Jindan stage cultivator, Fang Yi would definitely not have escaped the palm of the demon king.
"Ahem, Brother Yi, I, we want to have more practical combat."
Seeing that Fang Yi was really angry, Si Yuanjie said stutteringly: "And hunting spirit beasts can also get merit points. Look, Brother Wei and I have now broken through to the middle stage of Qi training. If we just practice, we will not be able to be promoted so quickly."
Although there is no danger in practicing step by step, the progress is very slow. The life-and-death battle will stimulate the potential of cultivators. In addition, the medicines that assist in the cultivation have enabled Wei Mingcheng and Si Yuanjie to break through to the middle stage of Qi training.
"You said that, but I'm just thinking about it." After hearing Si Yuanjie's words, Fang Yi thought about it carefully, and couldn't help but smile and shook his head. There was something wrong with his previous mentality towards Si Yuanjie and Wei Mingcheng.
Si Yuanjie and Wei Mingcheng were both led by Fang Yi on the road of cultivation. He subconsciously arranged the path for the two of them to take in the future. Compared with Fang Yi’s road of cultivation, the path they took was smooth and there was basically no danger.
But this also added a shackle on Si Yuanjie and Wei Mingcheng, making them unable to find their own opportunities and encounters. Just like flowers in the greenhouse outside, their future achievements will be limited after all.
"Fang Yi, it's fine, it's fine." Song Tianyu stepped forward and took a step, lowered his body, and said, "Fang Yi, this is Uncle Zhao, the leader of Haotian Sect. These are all elders of my Haotian Sect."
After Song Tianyu made way, Fang Yi saw that the people who came with him were cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage. The leader of the Haotian Sect, who was called Master Zhao, looked in his early forties, with a Taoist temple on his head. He was a cultivator in the late stage of foundation establishment, and the elders following him were all cultivators in the midst of foundation establishment.
From this point of view, the strength of the cultivator world is not much worse than that of the Lianyun Sea. Just like the Haotian Sect, it can only be considered a small and medium-sized force in the cultivator world. There are seven or eight cultivators in the middle and late stages of foundation building. Compared with the Buyi Sect, it is no less than a little bit worse.
"Hmm? Tianyu, your name is wrong."
Before Fang Yi could speak, the Sect Master Zhao, who seemed to have a Taoist bone fairy wind, waved his hand and said, "Tianyu, even if you and this junior brother Fang are friends in the secular world, after you reach the cultivator world, you still have to abide by the rules among cultivators. You should call Junior Brother Fang as Uncle Fang."
"Yes, the sect leader's education is right, Tianyu will definitely pay attention next time."
Song Tianyu knew that the level of the cultivator world was very strict, so he really had a taboo just now. If he hadn't had the identity of Fang Yi's friend, I'm afraid the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall behind would have taken the initiative to take the people directly, and the ancestor would not protect him at that time.
"Fellow Daoist Fang, the successor of the Taoist sect, is indeed well-deserved."
Having already shown his strength just now, it would be meaningless for Fang Yi to hide his cultivation level. Master Zhao could see Fang Yi's cultivation level at a glance, and his words were full of amazement. Unlike others, Master Zhao knew Fang Yi's true age and had broken through to become a foundation-building cultivator at the age of less than 30. It is unique in the world of cultivators.
"Zhengmaster Zhao, I wonder if there is any news about my master?"
Fang Yi came to the world of cultivators, one to find Wei Mingcheng and Si Yuanjie, and the other to find out about his master. Although the old Taoist priest pretended to die and escape, the two masters and disciples depended on each other for more than ten years, Fang Yi really missed his master very much.
"I don't know the news about your master, I'm afraid no one in the world of cultivators knows it."
Hearing Fang Yi's words, Master Zhao shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Your master has always been a dragon but a head but not a tail. I was fortunate to meet him a hundred years ago. Since that time, the real person has never appeared in the world of cultivators."
"Then why can Master Zhao be sure that I am the successor of the Taoist sect?"
Fang Yi asked in confusion. In fact, he never knew why he had become a successor of the Taoist sect for no reason. Moreover, this information seemed to be transmitted from the Taoist association in the secular world. Later, Song Tianyu became convinced of his identity.
"The cultivation of Taoist sect depends on opportunities. Tao follows nature. Only entering the sect and not teaching the sect. Who are you?" Sect Master Zhao laughed when he heard this. In fact, Fang Yi's identity was introduced to the world of cultivators by someone who had a deep relationship with the sect. However, Sect Master Zhao could not speak to Fang Yiyan.
"Uh, it seems that's true."
Fang Yi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then thought that it seemed that this was the case. Although the master taught him a lot of things, he did not guide him on the path of a cultivator. The success he achieved today was inseparable from the chances he would have in the future.
"Only real people can learn from heaven and man, but only real people can create disciples like you."
Master Zhao said with a look of praise that although there has been no disciples in the Taoist sect for a hundred years, his status in the cultivator realm is extremely high. Master Zhao came immediately after hearing that Fang Yi entered the cultivator realm, and wanted to make a good relationship with the Taoist sect.
"True Man?" Fang Yi asked in confusion when he heard this title for the second time: "Zheng Master Zhao, don't know what my master's real person's Dharma name is? I don't know what realm of cultivation is represented in the world of cultivators?"
Fang Yi was familiar with Taoist scriptures and knew that the word "True Man" could not be used randomly. Generally, only those who practiced and attained Taoism, understood the origin of the universe and life, and truly enlightened could be called "True Man". Before the enlightenment, even Taoist celestial masters were not qualified to be called "True Man".
"Your master's Dharma name is Zhenglin, and he is called Zhenglin Zhenren in the world of cultivators."
Chapter completed!