The Taoist of Gray Robe is nothing else, but he is Daoist Li who said he was leaving a few days ago.

Master Qinghe looked at him in a daze, with a hint of surprise on his face: "Aren't you leaving?"

"After thinking about it, I still feel uneasy. After all, you were brought to Daxia by me. If you die in Daxia, how should I explain to your master in the future."

Master Li said righteously: "So I decided to stay and fight with you..."

He glanced at the people around him and finally did not say the word "Blood Spirit Sect". After all, there are some things that ordinary people cannot know and are prone to trouble.

Fang Cangyou was stunned, then asked at the hospital beside him: "Did you put the person in?"

The faces of these guards suddenly turned into pig liver color and blushed.

"Second uncle, he has a very good method and can't stop ordinary people from entering the Fang Mansion."

Fang Chen smiled, then looked at Master Li:

"Brother Dao, do you recognize the origin of this thing?"

Mr. Li Daoye: "Of course I recognize that Yue Chenjin has been lucky enough to see it a few times. This thing is the best material for forging magic weapons. Do you feel this Kanglong mace?

There must be at least twelve soul seals, which is a good thing, but it’s a pity that the magic weapon created by Yue Chenjin cannot be used by ordinary people.

It has extremely high requirements for the soul and its spiritual power is not enough to activate it."

After saying that, he secretly regretted that such a good magic weapon appeared in front of him, not only could he not use it, but he could not steal it because he could not handle it.

Even if a cultivator at the twelve level of Qi refining, if his soul does not meet the standards, he will not use this Kanglong mace.

"Brother Fang, I suggest you sell it, it's very valuable."

Master Li squeezed his eyes at Fang Chen.

The money he mentioned naturally refers to the spirit stone.

"Magic weapon...spiritual power..."

Goddess Xiao's eyes moved slightly, he looked at Master Li Dao a few times, and then looked at Master He Qing, and his expression gradually became strange.

"It's a pity to sell such a good thing."

Fang Chen walked to Kanglong mace and acted to pick it up.

Seeing this, Li Daoye waved his hand: "Brother Fang, although your cultivation is so admirable, you can't take it. It is rumored that there is an empire called Yuechen Kingdom, which produces Yuechen Gold. The monks of Yuechen Kingdom are born with powerful souls, so the magic weapon is mixed with Yuechen Gold, and only they can easily use this kind of magic weapon."

While speaking, Fang Chen had already grasped the Kanglong mace and then slowly lifted it up. It was not as heavy as expected, but it felt better than ordinary weapons.

Master Li was stunned, with a look of incredible expression in his eyes. What happened? The magic weapon in front of him, which was clearly mixed with many moon-sinking gold, was easily lifted up by Fang Chen?

What does this mean? It means that the power of the other party's soul is far beyond his imagination. If the soul corresponds to the cultivation level, then the other party's cultivation level is not...

"Fang Junshen is indeed the strongest person in my Great Xia!"

Li Maocai was convinced. Sure enough, this weapon was indeed tailor-made for Fang Chen, and only Fang Chen could use it!

Huang Sihai and others didn't find it strange. In their opinion, Fang Chen's cultivation methods had already exceeded his imagination, and it was not surprising that he could pick up this weapon.

"Sure enough, Chen'er is still a little more powerful. This man said that Chen'er couldn't pick it up, and I don't know who he was knocking here."

Fang Cangyou smiled.

Master Li showed a hint of embarrassment on his face. Seeing Master Qinghe also looked at him, he couldn't help but say, "I'm just saying that if I have enough strength, I can still pick up Yue Chenjin.

Obviously, Brother Fang is such a person.”

Everyone ignored him and looked at the Kanglong mace in Fang Chen's hand.

When Fang Chen's spiritual power flowed into it, soul seals gradually lit up, and there were twelve soul seals in total, which looked very magical.

"This magic weapon has been unemployed for a long time and has no mark from the former master."

A faint smile appeared on Fang Chen's face.

This will save several days of effort, and he can start refining it later.

"Brother Fang, try the power?"

Master Li's eyes lit up slightly. He was very curious about the power of the magic weapon of the twelve soul seals.

“Not here.”

Fang Chen smiled faintly and said, "I will demolish all the Fang Mansions. You and Qinghe will go to the mountains with me to try it."

"Brother, I want to go, too."

Fang Zhixue hurriedly said.

"No, stay at home."

Fang Chen immediately refused.

He didn't want Fang Zhixue to be exposed to things in the world of cultivation so early.

If he has the chance in the future, he will find a magical art to see if Fang Zhixue and the others can practice it. As for the three thousand magical arts, he cannot pass it on to outsiders.

The Blood Spirit Great Technique is a magical technique, so naturally it cannot be passed on to them.

Half an hour later.

In a barren mountain in the southern suburbs of Kyoto, Iron Horse, Xu Ge, Huang Sihai, Li Daoye, and Qinghe stood behind Fang Chen, and there was a huge rock in front of Fang Chen.

The huge stone is more than ten feet high and looks like a small hill. When people stand in front of the huge stone, they are as small as ants.

Fang Chen raised the Kanglong mace in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then gently tapped it on the huge rock. In an instant, a terrifying spiritual power burst out instantly!

The spiritual power in Fang Chen's body immediately disappeared by 300% and the 300% spiritual power was instantly magnified countless times by the Kanglong mace.

Without any sound, the whole hill turned into a thick sand and collapsed one after another.

Iron Horse: "Neal!"

Xu Go: "Hiss!!"

Huang Sihai: "Wow!"

Master Qinghe: "Oh..."

Mr. Li: "???"

Everyone was stunned. Even Master Li Dao and Master Qing He, who were cultivators, were shocked by the scene in front of them!

Just click it lightly, and a small hill collapses directly?

What will happen if such a terrifying power falls on people?

"It's so terrible. It's worthy of being the magic weapon of the twelve soul seals. Such power may threaten the foundation-building cultivator... What a pity, what a pity, why didn't I encounter such a good thing..."

Master Li looked unwilling.

But he also understood that he could not use this thing even if it fell into his hands.

"With this magic weapon, perhaps Fang Jun Shen would be much easier to clean up the blood spirit cultivators in Daxia. This is a good thing."

Master Qinghe looked at Master Li Dao excitedly.

“Yes, yes.”

Master Li nodded perfunctorily, Blood Spirit Sect? If you can do it without contact, it’s better not to contact. A mere twelve soul seal magic weapons have such terrible power. How terrible will the foundation-building cultivators and even the golden elixir monks in the Blood Spirit Sect have?

It’s no problem to burn the sky and boil the sea!

"Congratulations to the prince for obtaining this treasure!"

Huang Sihai suddenly clasped his fists and said, "If you have this thing, if you swing it in the army, how many people will die? I think who dares to come to our Daxia to cause trouble!"

Tiema and Xugo also showed joy.

The stronger Fang Chen is, the happier they are.

"This thing is a good thing, but it consumes a little too much."

Fang Chen whispered to himself softly.

His cultivation is not high enough. If he had been at the sixth or seventh level of Qi refining at this moment, he would have been more handy when using it. Now he can only use it as a trump card.

Thinking of this, he thought about it and the Kanglong mace was put into the storage ring. Fortunately, there was no concept of time and gravity in the storage ring, and even the Kanglong mace could be easily stored.
Chapter completed!