Chapter 177 The gears of fate begin to turn slowly [Please subscribe]

Eternal world.

Dali Dynasty, by the Longyuan River.

The moon is bright and the stars are few, the night is dark and the wind is high.

In addition to Fang Han, a slave of the Fang family who secretly practiced martial arts, another group of uninvited guests soon arrived.

A hundred miles away from Fang Han upstream, a tall and burly middle-aged man wearing dark gold clothes was running and jumping towards the downstream.

"Chi la! Chi la!"

His speed was very fast, and as he ran, the force of his body actually tore the air into a long air wave.

The waves of air were surging and crackling, like the turbulence of a river. Even the fastest thousand-mile horse was not half as fast as him.

With the strength of his tenth level of physical transformation, the entire Fang family could only eat ashes behind him, unable to catch up with him.

He didn't dare to say anything, so he stood up and quietly retreated.

Fang Han put away the box as if he didn't understand, and then bowed to Li Changsheng.

downstream.

He stretched out his hand and the scroll on the ground fell into his hand. Li Changsheng glanced at Fang Han and said lightly.

If that's the case, what's there to shirk?

boom!

Without any room to dodge, Bai Haichan's entire body was hit and fell into the rolling Longyuan River.

These two rare treasures were the main reason why Bai Haichan fled for his life and caused the Fang family to pursue him.

Then, he saw a person floating in the swirling water among the reeds!

He is already the quasi-sage Dzogchen monk who is only one step away from being the saint of Hunyuan Daluo. A mouthful of innate pure vitality is so precious.

At this moment, Fang Han suddenly saw something on the ground, and he leaned over and picked it up.

"However, since your boy has the innate pure vitality of Pindao, you won't be able to use this elixir. You should keep it for now so that you can use it to trade with others in the future."

After seeing the place where Bai Haichan fell into the water, she grabbed it with one hand and sent out a powerful suction force to suck Bai Haichan's body up.

Fang Han quickly jumped into the water and dragged the man ashore.

As the supreme master of the immortal world, the Immortal King of Creation specially manifested himself as Bai Haichan and gave Fang Han a Nine-Aperture Golden Pill and the Huangquan Emperor's most precious treasure, the Huangquan Picture.

"call"

Hearing this, Fang Han licked his lips and accepted it with a smile.

Just then, the situation suddenly changed.

Li Changsheng took a breath and fell into the picture of the dragon crouching in the underworld.

Just when the middle-aged man was feeling proud, he never thought that a misty voice like a cloud of smoke suddenly sounded.

"Zizzi...zizi...zizi!"

"Bai Haichan, an outer disciple of Qunxing Sect, pays homage to the Immortal!"

His eyes were filled with horror, he was sweating profusely, and there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

This is an incredible immortal. Saving himself is not just a matter of raising a finger?

"Um!"

The so-called Bai Haichan is just a Sambhogakaya sent by the Immortal King of Creation who is locked inside the Gate of Eternal Life, but he himself does not know this.

Fang Han looked towards Longyuan River with full of questions.

He thought to himself that this Fang Han was indeed the protagonist of the eternal world. In the original work, Bai Haichan died, leaving behind the Nine Apertures Golden Pill and the Jiao Fu Huangquan.

Li Changsheng nodded slightly and said.

Bai Haichan looked at the visitor and quickly recognized her identity. She was the eldest lady of the Fang family and an inner disciple of the Yuhua Xianmen.

He touched the man's nose and found that he was completely dead, indicating that the man was already dead.

It unfolded with a swish, rolled up Bai Haichan, and actually got into the river, disappearing in an instant.

When the physical body is cultivated to the extreme, with a strong body and a heart that delivers huge amounts of blood to the brain, the brain will gradually develop its potential.

"What, not dead yet?"

Fang Qingxue picked her finger again, and an ancient scroll picture and a palm-sized gold and iron box were attracted by her magic power.

"He's not dead yet. How can a person who has transformed into a ten-level god die so easily?"

When Fang Han heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He suppressed the joy in his heart and pretended to be reserved.

What happened this time was just a plan by the Immortal King of Creation, to give the protagonist Fang Han an opportunity, to let Fang Han grow up, and then rob him of his luck, and then control the door to eternal life.

"If you want it, if the immortal says so, how can a villain not accept it?"

Sure enough, the man suddenly sat up, showing fear.

A loud shout, like a blow to the head, went straight into the depths of Bai Haichan's soul.

"Ah, okay, Immortal, I will go take a look right now."

But Bai Haichan is already a peerless master at the tenth level of the physical realm, so what he can see in his eyes is naturally different.

Fang Qingxue took one step forward, her body suspended in the air, and walked onto the river, with rolling waves flowing under her feet.

The Immortal King of Creation must give these two treasures to Fang Han. Even with Li Changsheng's intervention, they still fell into his hands.

Bai Haichan is self-aware. Although he has cultivated to the limit of his physical body, which is the tenth level of flesh.

"Fang Qingxue?"

Li Changsheng nodded, seeing through the secret deep in his body.

His skin is thickened with fat, his eyebrows are crescent, and his jade bones and icy skin make him look like a fairy from the moon palace!

Then, in front of his eyes, a woman in white walked slowly from the riverside under the moon.

Fang Han is indeed the future Fang Lao Mo. He is cunning, insidious, vicious and scheming.

This man was wearing dark gold clothes and looked like he was alive or dead.

"What, the secret realm of magical powers? You actually broke through the secret realm of magical powers?"

If there was no one around, he would definitely take it as his own. Don't call him a philistine. He was born a domestic slave and was not so noble as to report to the official.

In the reeds, Fang Han couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the words.

Li Changsheng shook his head and shouted softly: "Wake up."

"Oh, that's it. I would like to thank the immortal for the answer."

"However, this Taoist artifact was damaged when it participated in Emperor Huangquan's heaven-defying battle in the past. Now the spirit of the artifact has fallen into a deep sleep, causing the treasure to be covered in dust."

"Isn't this not good?"

But to make another breakthrough and step into the secret realm of supernatural powers, it is more difficult than ascending to the sky.

What's all this, these people are gone, how can I have any chance?

Then, Fang Han turned around and said respectfully to Li Changsheng.

"It turns out that this dragon crouching under the underworld cannot be contaminated by magic power. Driven by my magic power, it awakens a trace of power! It is indeed an ancient treasure that contains great mystery."

Moisturized by this innate vitality, the sleeping Qi Ling Yan immediately woke up.

After special cultivation methods, this potential will become a kind of mysterious magic power, and step into the second realm of cultivation, the secret realm of supernatural powers.

Li Changsheng's eyes were dark and deep, as if he penetrated the essence of the Jiao Fu Huangquan diagram, went straight to the inner core, and saw the sleeping weapon spirit in the picture.

It is a palm-sized box that looks like gold but not gold, and looks like iron but not iron, and an ancient scroll picture.

Li Changsheng smiled and said nothing, and did not answer him directly.

Immediately, a fragrance spreads out, making people want to swallow it in one gulp.

"This treasure has a weapon spirit named Yan. Its essence is transformed from the dragon veins of the Huangquan River, the eternal holy river, and it controls the operation of this weapon!"

"Bai Haichan, once you come, you will be at ease. Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Li Changsheng waved his hand. He could see everything the other person was thinking, and he didn't bother to play with him for exams.

Fang Han nodded vaguely, feeling that it was an eye-opener for him to understand the secrets of the spiritual world.

Then he blasted out fiercely, turning into six sword lights, sweeping a thousand steps, and killing from across the air!

In his eyes, Li Changsheng was not a human being at all, but a supreme and powerful being.

Fang Han picked up the box and found that it was very heavy, and he didn't know what material it was made of.

After saying that, Li Changsheng waved his hand to cover the box and said to Fang Han.

At the same time, he took away the Nine Aperture Golden Pill and the purple light on the Jiaofu Huangquan diagram.
To be continued...