The ship had already left, and Fang Chen stood quietly at the dock. The fishermen around seemed to be familiar with outsiders. They looked at each other casually and were busy with their own affairs.

Liu Mu stood quietly behind Fang Chen, without making any noise.

At this moment, Fang Chen's soul was already above the island. It is roughly estimated that the size of this island is larger than that of Daxia Kyoto. There seem to be dozens of villages in the island, including 30,000 to 50,000 mortals.

Fang Chen saw that there were many young Taoist priests in Tianqing Temple, some of whom were breathing in the morning sun, and some were cleaning the ward, with a size of about a hundred people.

But they are not monks, but just martial artists, but their cultivation is in the realm of Di Xuan. Some older Taoist priests are already Tian Xuan.

There seems to be only five auras in the entire Tianqing Temple, and the thickest one is naturally the master of Tianqing Temple.

The other four aura cultivation levels are between the third level and the sixth level of Qi refining.

There is a house deep in Tianqing Temple, with a faint fragrance of medicine floating, and a spiritual field and spiritual spring are built into it.

The spring eyes of the spiritual spring are only the size of a fist, the spring water is gurgling, and the spiritual power is abundant, not weaker than the one in front of the Fang Mansion, but the amount is smaller.

There are dozens of spiritual medicines of different shapes planted in the spiritual field, which are not as good as the hundred-year-old red fruit and a hundred-year-old blood ginseng, but for mortals, they have already had the magical effect of raising dead human flesh and bones.

"Sure enough, every territory selected by the monks has some spiritual objects. This island seems ordinary, but it has a natural spiritual field and spiritual spring."

Fang Chen's thoughts moved slightly.

This may be the difference between casual cultivators and sects.

And those stronger sects naturally have more medicinal fields and spiritual springs, and even spiritual objects that Fang Chen could not imagine.

Suddenly, a scent of medicine swept out from a room.

The old Taoist priest pushed open the door and held a silver plate in his hand, with ten neatly sized pills of longans. The pills were all white and exuded a strong fragrance.

Immediately afterwards, the four Taoist priests took Li Huafeng into the courtyard and came to the old Taoist priest.

"Master."

The four Taoist priests saluted respectfully.

They are the other four monks in Tianqing Temple, besides the old Taoist priests.

"Master, I was wrong, my disciple knows it was wrong!"

When Li Huafeng saw the pill, his face showed a look of horror and begged for mercy.

The old Taoist priest looked indifferent and ignored him. Instead, he asked his disciples to feed a pill into Li Huafeng's mouth.

Li Huafeng didn't want to swallow, but the pill melted in his mouth, and the pill juice entered his stomach along his throat.

Everyone looked at it quietly for a while, and Li Huafeng suddenly vomited blood, his hair turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye. His expression was listless and his eyes were full of despair.

At this moment, he hoped that he had not taken this path at the beginning.

If you are still in Daxia, your life will still be delicious!

"Another furnace of waste pill."

The old Taoist priest sighed softly and immediately destroyed all the pills in his hand.

A white eagle falcon suddenly flew from the sky and landed on the shoulder of a Taoist priest. The Taoist priest glanced at it, then said to the old Taoist priest:

"Master, it saw that some monks had landed on the island."

The old Taoist priest said lightly: "Follow me to see."

Fang Chen glanced at the White Eagle Falcon, then returned to his soul and took Liu Mu towards the sky and clear view.

When the two of them arrived in front of Tianqing Temple, dozens of ordinary Taoist priests had stopped here. They looked at Fang Chen and Liu Mu indifferently. The middle-aged Taoist priest led by them said lightly:

"The person who came here informed him of his name."

"Tell you the master of Guanxia that Daxia Fangchen is here."

Fang Chen smiled faintly.

The middle-aged Taoist priest frowned slightly. He had heard of this small country, but in his eyes, a mere ninth-grade empire was like an ant, so how could anyone come to this island?

"Do you know where this place is?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest said coldly: "Tianqing Temple is not something that can be entered by any idle person."

"Is it too humiliating for the mere Tianxuanwufu to guard the mountain gate? The Lord of Tianqing Temple, is it too humiliating for him to come and give me a warning?"

Fang Chen smiled faintly.

The middle-aged Taoist priest's expression changed slightly, and the other party could see his level of cultivation at a glance. When he thought about Fang Chen's words just now, the middle-aged Taoist priest was a little shocked.

Could this person in front of you also be an immortal master?

But how could there be an immortal master in a ninth-grade empire like Daxia?

He came from the seventh-grade empire and wanted to follow the immortal master but failed. He found Tianqingguan and became a disciple here. Naturally, he knew how difficult it was to become an immortal master!

At this moment, a young Taoist priest walked out, and the Taoist priests outside the door saw the visitors saluting respectfully.

"Master, please come in."

The young Taoist priest looked at Fang Chen and said lightly.

Fang Chen smiled and took Liu Mu into the Taoist temple. Not long after, he saw the old Taoist priest leading the other three disciples and looking at him quietly.

"Fellow Daoist Fang is here, what advice do you have?"

The old Taoist priest said lightly.

"Master Taoist, you killed someone in Daxia Kyoto. Did you forget about this in a short time?"

Fang Chen smiled faintly.

The old Taoist priest was slightly stunned, then looked Fang Chen up and down a few times, and a trace of contempt appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Fellow Daoist Fang, you didn't dare to attack the old Taoist before. Now that you have come to Tianqing Temple, can you still have some courage?"

"The monks fight, and the movements are inevitably a bit big. I am afraid that Daxia will hurt innocently."

Fang Chen Dao.

When the old Taoist disciples heard this, they were a little surprised and puzzled. Could this boy in front of him be a foundation building? This is absolutely impossible.

As long as it is not a foundation building, who dares to say such words in front of their master?

"Fellow Daoist Fang, if you don't say secret words, why did you come?"

The old Taoist priest said lightly.

"You don't believe the reason why I came here?"

Fang Chen asked back.

The old Taoist priest smiled, "How can you spend a few mortal lives here by boat?"

"That's a pity, that's all the reason I came here."

Fang Chen smiled faintly.

The next moment, a water dragon dozens of feet long suddenly condensed in the void and attacked Fang Chen.

"Master, are you also afraid that the earth-killing technique will destroy your territory?"

A faint sarcasm flashed in Fang Chen's eyes.

A purple electric talisman came out of his hand.

Everyone's eyes were filled with purple light.

The terrifying thunder power instantly submerged the water dragon and the old Taoist priests behind it.

The floors, eaves, and wherever thunder passes are all in ashes!

When he threw out this purple electric talisman, Fang Chen had already taken Liu Mu away for a distance.

When the lightning light in the sky dissipated, the scene in front of me had already turned into ruins. The four disciples of the old Taoist priest have now turned into scorched corpses and lying on the ground, as if the wind would scatter with a gentle blow.

As for the old Taoist priest, he was still standing.

The spiritual shield on his body was already very thin, and his face was pale, as if he had consumed 80% of his power to block this attack.

When the ordinary Taoist priests who heard the news saw this scene in front of them, they were all frightened and stood there without daring to move.

"Now it's certain that it's indeed the best purple electric talisman..."

Fang Chen whispered to himself softly.

He was not sure whether the purple electric talisman he made now is top-quality or top-quality, but now he has come to a conclusion after experimenting.

The destructive power of the top-grade purple electric talisman cannot be much stronger than that of the middle-grade one. Only the top-grade one can kill several cultivators in an instant, and only the twelve level of Qi Refining can barely resist it.
Chapter completed!