Chapter 429 How Can Someone Confess Like This? ! (5K)

Chapter 429 How can someone confess like this? ! (5K)

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In the Heavenly Fire Palace, the immortal air was floating and there was even a mysterious true fire.

At this moment, Fang Yang stepped forward to trace the trace of that mysterious true fire.

Because he knew very well that the fire had a strange power of creation, which could transform his holy body.

This Heavenly Fire Palace was vast, with many houses, gardens and ponds.

However, now, all the ancient bells and tripods in the palace had lost their divine light.

Wherever Fang Yang saw, there was silence.

There were no living creatures here, and there was an extreme lack of vitality.

At this moment, Fang Yang followed his induction and walked slowly.

And Yu Qinxian followed closely beside him, step by step.

Soon, he stopped.

In front of them was a holy gate.

The holy gate was dark and dilapidated, with countless marks left.

Each trace exudes an ancient and terrifying aura, which attracts attention and dare not be underestimated.

And around the Holy Gate, there are a lot of black ashes, describing the danger of this place.

If nothing unexpected happens, this should be a checkpoint, which contains many good fortunes.

"The fifth innate magical power - the martial arts eye!"

Fang Yang's eyes widened, as if he had penetrated the fairy mist of the Holy Gate and observed the scene on the other side of the Holy Gate.

Fire, dense flames, like a magical sea of ​​fire.

With just a quick glance, Fang Yang saw the scene roughly.

At the moment when Fang Yang was insightful, Yu Qinxian also used the eye power to observe.

But her strength was far inferior to Fang Yang, and she only gained a little, vaguely feeling the existence of the fire path.

Seeing this, she took a deep breath.

She didn't need Fang Yang to urge her, and she planned to take a step to find out what was going on.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yang's pace was faster than hers.

Fang Yang walked like a dragon and a tiger, and then stepped into the Holy Gate, his figure gradually disappeared.

"Damn it, damn it." Yu Qinxian opened her eyes wide, gnashed her silver teeth secretly, and was a little angry.

Ever since she worshipped the Great Sage Chen Ri as her teacher, who among her peers did not look up to her?

At the very least, they would treat her with courtesy.

But she suffered repeated setbacks here with Fang Yang.

When her mind changed, she moved with lotus steps, followed closely behind Fang Yang, and also stepped into the Holy Gate.

...

Inside the Holy Gate was a sea of ​​divine fire.

This sea of ​​divine fire seemed to have "divinity", which could activate the potential of the Holy Body and attract the attention of heaven and earth.

When Yu Qinxian stepped into it, she saw Fang Yang in a corner in front, constantly tempering the Holy Body.

"Hua La La..."

Around Fang Yang, one tiny fire domain after another emerged, like a dragon sucking water, surging up, madly plundering the divinity of the sea of ​​fire.

This scene made Yu Qinxian's eyelids jump, and she hurried to receive the fortune.

The sea of ​​fire was surging, and the divine matter was decreasing and increasing.

At this moment, Fang Yang and Yu Qinxian were separated, practicing silently.

One showed the divine form of the Golden Crow, and the sun was across the sky, high above.

The other showed the divine form of Fusang, rooted in the sea of ​​fire, and fed back to nature.

"Om..."

"Om..."

The divine form of the Golden Crow gently flapped its wings, sending out waves, flowing around.

Such waves were actually received by the divine form of Fusang, causing the divine matter to be quickly refined.

The Golden Crow and Fusang resonated, giving back fortune to Fang Yang and Yu Qinxian.

In this process, Fang Yang and Yu Qinxian's qi and energy were in harmony, fully demonstrating each other's understanding of the fire school.

After a while.

The sea of ​​fire changed suddenly, boiling hot.

The Golden Crow flapped its wings across the sky, and Fusang swayed and stood upright.

The Golden Crow and Fusang were connected, and the Dharma images were mixed and circling, and the two hummed together.

In an instant, the fire runes emerged majestically, and the two Dharma images were as harmonious as yin and yang.

"What's going on?" Yu Qinxian opened her peach blossom eyes.

"My attainments in the Wood Dao School are actually increasing." Fang Yang's eyes were calm.

But the next moment, his heart trembled.

Yu Qinxian also pouts at him, a little trembling and confused.

Dharma images are the foundation of the holy body, and are also the judgment of a practitioner's strength and potential.

To a certain extent, the Golden Crow Dharma image can represent Fang Yang, and the Fusang Dharma image represents Yu Qinxian.

And when the mysterious true fire rolled up the divine flame, causing the two Dharma images to hum together.

These two Dharma images are really equivalent to their alternative existence!

At this moment, a bright orange-yellow light suddenly bloomed between the Golden Crow and Fusang, and the divine fire revived.

Incredibly, these two Dharma images were combined in a peculiar way.

"Ah..." Yu Qinxian exclaimed, her whole body was limp, and a strange feeling was born in her body.

"Hmm..." Fang Yang groaned, even though he had experienced multiple dream life experiences, he still felt that this feeling was too strange.

This feeling, this impact, came too suddenly, even too strong.

At this moment, the two statues of yin and yang complemented each other, making them feel the same, no different from the real body.

"Fang, Fang, Fang Yang..." Yu Qinxian's watery peach blossom eyes stared at Fang Yang, a little aggrieved.

Although not long ago, there was an experience of being frank.

But she really didn't think that such a situation would happen again.

Moreover, what was happening now was too weird and terrible.

She was indeed a bit bad, but more to protect herself.

In her nature, there was even more aloofness and arrogance.

That’s why she thought that she could use Fang Yang’s power to lay eggs.

But what happened now was almost the same as what she and Fang Yang had experienced personally.

She even suspected that Fang Yang did this on purpose? !

At this moment, the two stood apart in the air.

They looked at the two statues together, with strange expressions and trembling.

“Fang… Fang Yang… Hurry up and think of a way…”

Not long after, Yu Qinxian’s vision gradually blurred, and she murmured incoherently.

She was already in lust.

On the other side, although Fang Yang was still awake, he still couldn’t come up with a corresponding solution in time.

Because Fang Yang’s body had been tempered by the majestic divine substance and changed.

It was difficult for him to crack it in a short time.

“Fang… Yang…” Yu Qinxian’s eyes rolled back.

Even though she was a top young great saint, she had entered the realm of saints.

But compared with Fang Yang, her foundation was still too shallow.

She neither had the [Mark of Destiny] nor could she enter the realm of the Young Venerable.

Under the tempering of this mysterious true fire, she was able to persist for so long, which can be said to be amazing.

At this moment, she stared at Fang Yang's figure, breathing rapidly.

The deepest desire in her heart burst out.

With a buzzing sound, her pair of peach blossom eyes were already watery like mist, and she seemed a little confused.

As her thoughts flowed, she moved lightly with lotus steps, and her fair and white figure rose with red clouds.

At this moment, she had already determined that all this must have been designed by Fang Yang.

So, Fang Yang should be responsible for this!

"Yu Qinxian, you are possessed." Fang Yang's eyes were still calm, like an ancient pool, unfathomable.

"Fang Yang, are you a man?" Yu Qinxian scolded lightly, her black hair shining, and her straight legs softened.

In an instant, Fang Yang's eyes turned cold, and the dusty thoughts emerged again.

In fact, as early as in the dream battlefield, his plan for Yunchao had gradually perfected.

Undoubtedly, as Hanwu said, if Fang Yang was the emperor, Sen Hui would be the only empress.

Among them, Yu Qinxian was also in his consideration.

The existence of Yu Qinxian could stabilize the group of saints in the Holy Academy for him.

It's just that the scene of conquering he imagined was not like this.

But now, this is also an extremely rare opportunity.

"Arrogant." Fang Yang's eyes flashed coldly, and his big hands grabbed forward.

In a flash, it changed again, and the dance of fish and dragons emerged.

The sea of ​​fire was like a tide, surging and surging, strong and vigorous.

I don't know how long it took, the sea of ​​fire returned to calm.

In front, Yu Qinxian was sleeping, with a crystal light.

Yu Qinxian, Fusang Fairy.

This is his second woman.

Outside, Fusang Fairy, high above, countless people pursued, like the goddess of the Moon Palace, can only be looked up but not touched.

Now, such a rare woman was moved by him, he should be very happy.

But at this moment, his heart was very calm, without too many waves.

It is really difficult for someone to enter his heart like a "monster of immortality".

But now, he looked at Yu Qinxian and smiled.

His white teeth shone with luster and looked very brilliant.

Sixth-level middle!

He looked at himself and was surprised to find that he had grown again.

With the help of Yu Qinxian and the help of the divine fire here, his realm cultivation actually jumped to the sixth-level middle!

It has not even been three months since he became a saint.

He has achieved such amazing growth, how can he not be happy?

"Could it be that this is also the plan of Changshengtian?"

Fang Yang looked at the porcelain-white beauty from afar, his eyes were deep.

In his heart, there were all kinds of feelings and thoughts.

He was thinking back, did the seventh-level fortune mentioned by the fortune fall here?

But after thinking a lot, he was still a little uncertain.

But at this moment, he somewhat understood why Hanwu wanted to take Xiaohui to the Fusang Immortal Land to watch Yu Qinxian ascend to heaven.

This is why Hanwu also believes that Yu Qinxian is very likely to be his second Taoist partner!

...

"Ah!"

Not long after, Yu Qinxian also woke up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she let out a heart-wrenching pain.

When she felt her body torn apart, especially the lack of Yuan Yin.

After regaining consciousness, she fell into a trance.

She just raised her eyes and stared at Fang Yang in a daze.

Sometimes her eyes were gentle, sometimes cold, and sometimes painful.

It can be seen that her heart was fluctuating violently and her mood was extremely complicated.

And when she faced Fang Yang's usual calmness, she felt a sore nose for no reason and felt aggrieved.

She had thought about becoming a Taoist partner with Fang Yang, but she had never thought of it in this form.

She did not expect to have a wedding ceremony as grand as Senhui, but at least it should not be like this.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt wronged.

Especially when Fang Yang was still looking at her calmly, at this moment, she was a little out of control.

"Fang Yang, can't you just coax me?"

Yu Qinxian raised her eyes, hesitating like a frightened little rabbit.

She forced a smile at the corner of her mouth, as if she was going to stay strong.

But in her peach eyes, pearl-like tears fell down, each one clearly visible, smiling and crying.

"Do you think I'm a bad woman?"

"Do you think I'm cheap?"

Her eyes were blurred with tears, her voice was very beautiful, but she was trembling.

She was beautiful and almost ethereal, bright and pure, like a fairy banished to the human world.

But at this moment, she was a little weak.

"What do you know about me? You know nothing!"

"Yes, I can't help you soar to the sky like Sen Hui did."

"But I, Yu Qinxian, am definitely not a lowly woman."

"All along the way, haven't I been alone and overwhelmed my peers?"

"You have your destiny, and I have my Fusang fairyland."

"..."

Emotionally excited, Yu Qinxian opened her heart to Fang Yang and narrated the grievances she had experienced along the way.

Gradually, her three thousand black hair fluttered, and there was a hint of determination in her eyes.

She secretly made up her mind that after leaving Tianhuo Palace, she would cut off all ties with Fang Yang and never see each other again.

But the next moment, Fang Yang embraced her in his arms and comforted her.

"Fusang Fairy, the beauty of the country, unparalleled in the world. "

Hearing Fang Yang's gentle voice of comfort, she sneered.

The next moment, she struggled frantically with both hands and slapped continuously.

Seeing that she couldn't break free, she opened her silver teeth and bit down hard on Fang Yang's shoulder.

Even if her teeth were broken, she would make a decision.

But the next moment, she only felt a softness in her mouth.

She looked up in astonishment, because Fang Yang was deliberately holding back for her.

"I have never underestimated you, you don't have to think too much."

Fang Yang said calmly, looking into her eyes, and smiled: "Jinwu and Fusang have a history, I'm just waiting for the opportunity."

"Waiting for the opportunity? Haha, do you think I will believe your lies?" Yu Qinxian wiped away her tears and returned to her usual indifferent demeanor.

"The world is unpredictable. Now the eyes of all beings in the eight realms are on me, and I am under tremendous pressure. I can't take a wrong step. "Fang Yang picked up a lock of her hair and twisted it around his fingertips.

She turned her head away, unwilling to change her mind, and said lightly: "If you once had it, why bother about how long it will last. Now you are destined, a young venerable, who can make you go astray?"

"You are smarter than I expected, but my enemy is more serious than you think." Fang Yang smiled lightly, and did not forget the Dharma image of the Emperor Meng.

"The whole world is the enemy? The venerable is resurrected?" Yu Qinxian showed disdain, she felt that she had seen through Fang Yang's tricks.

A glimmer flashed in Fang Yang's eyes, staring at this beautiful face very seriously, and said: "Isn't the disappearance of Sen Yue and Dayi Dragon Girl enough to prove that the Dream Dao Era is different? "

Hearing this, Yu Qinxian fell into deep thought.

Indeed, the Mingming Dao Era had just begun.

But she had experienced two young venerables whose lives and deaths were unknown, and many Dao weapons were competing with each other... and other major events.

"You..." Yu Qinxian's eyes were in panic.

Just because Fang Yang took advantage of her distraction and started the Fish and Dragon Dance again.

This, this is really too despicable.

At this moment, she wanted to struggle to get away.

But Fang Yang's strong will made her gradually lost.

Especially the Fusang Divine Tree's nostalgia for the Sun and the Golden Crow made her thoughts even more chaotic.

Gradually, under Fang Yang's magic, Yu Qinxian's thoughts became intermittent.

"Qinxian, you are so beautiful, be my wife, let us build our future together..."

"Damn..., who...would...confess...at...this...time..."

Yu Qinxian said... Eyes rolled up, breath was disordered.

She knew that Fang Yang's sweet words were actually more to comfort her.

Perhaps Fang Yang had another meaning, that is, he didn't want to see her make trouble in front of Sen Hui.

After all, as long as they left the Tianhuo Palace, the great saints would find something strange.

And by that time, she herself would not be able to give an explanation to her master.

Maybe, the master would go crazy for her and fight for his life.

Such an ending would not be what she wanted.

What's more, she wanted to become a Taoist partner with Fang Yang, which was also her inner thought.

It's just that this process seemed a bit accidental.

...

When the smoke and fog dissipated, the deep sea of ​​fire returned to the clear sky.

At this moment, Fang Yang and Yu Qinxian barely restored normal communication.

The Golden Crow Dharma and the Fusang Dharma separated, turned into robes, and attached to their own bodies.

Now, the two walked side by side and continued to move forward.

"Asshole. "Yu Qinxian cursed inwardly, her fair face full of unwillingness.

She wanted to use the Fusang Fairy Harp to suppress Fang Yang, turn the tide, change the situation, and was unwilling to bow down.

But she was afraid of the appearance of the Donghuang Chaos Bell.

Because, now her physique is far less powerful than Fang Yang.

"You are possessed again." Fang Yang's expression remained unchanged.

"Big bastard, you are so thick-skinned, you are a rogue. "Yu Qinxian was furious, and her impression of Fang Yang changed greatly.

In the midst of this quarrel, the two of them kept walking and passed through the mist.

Soon, they came to a magnificent palace.

This palace was magnificent and majestic, with dense fire runes shining and wandering.

What kind of palace is this, it has the potential to form its own world, surrounded by mist and flashing red clouds.

They gradually approached and could see the Dao patterns of various gods from time to time.

These gods' Dao patterns seemed to be revived and returned at any time from the long river of time, which was extremely terrifying.

The palace was empty, with no living creatures, only the two of them.

Suddenly, a faint sound of the Great Dao came, like chanting a fairy scripture, shocking the soul and making people alert.

This Great Dao fairy sound was so sudden that the further you walked, the more magnificent it felt, and finally it became deafening.

"Fang Yang, what's going on?" Yu Qinxian frowned, not knowing the true meaning.

Fang Yang lowered his eyes, and then his eyes brightened, saying: "This is the supreme ancient scripture in the way of fire, and you have to comprehend it with your own sacred artifact."

As soon as the voice fell, Fang Yang summoned the Donghuang Chaos Bell.

The Donghuang Chaos Bell hung above his head, dropping strands of golden crow divine fire. And from time to time, it echoed, corresponding to the Great Dao fairy sound.

Seeing this, Yu Qinxian on the side also did the same and summoned the Fusang Fairy Qin.

At this moment, Fang Yang was accepting the inheritance of the ancient scripture.

At the same time, he was also using the Donghuang Chaos Bell and Fusang Xianqin to refine his soul foundation.

Yu Qinxian's soul foundation was still growing little by little.

But his soul foundation was soaring all the way.

150,000 times the soul foundation.

180,000 times the soul foundation.

200,000 times the soul foundation.

250,000 times the soul foundation.

350,000 times the soul foundation...

His soul master-level school attainments played an important role at this moment.

Visible to the naked eye, his soul foundation is constantly approaching the 400,000 soul foundation mark!

Such a soul foundation is no longer in the realm of the sixth-level saints.

Even some great saints who are not good at soul cultivation are inferior to Fang Yang.

It can be imagined how terrible this attainment is!

In addition, Fang Yang also obtained the purest Jinwu method.

At this moment, he can be sure that this should be the seventh-level opportunity.

From this perspective, Yu Qinxian really helped him a lot.