Xu Baizhou looked at Fang Chen with a strange look on his face.

Normal monks avoid the Spiritual God Sect, so who can rush to come forward?

"Fellow Daoist Fang, this matter is also my unlucky. When I went to the mountains to find a spiritual medicine a few days ago, I happened to meet a monk from the Spirit God Sect doing things."

Xu Baizhou pondered and said, "Of course I don't want to have too much involvement with them, so I took the road and wanted to leave after taking the spiritual medicine. I never thought I would be stopped by them again, saying that the spiritual medicine had been taken by the Spirit God Cult and asked me to hand it over."

I paused, "I didn't want to. After a few arguments with them, I wanted to leave quickly, but I didn't want to get too entangled. While chasing and fleeing, I accidentally broke into a spiritual temple. The battle between the two sides inevitably affected the surroundings. The statue of the god in the spiritual temple was broken, and thus completely formed a bond with them.

I thought they had no way to know my origin, but not long after I returned to the cave, I was approached by monks from the Spirit God Cult, blocking me for half a year..."

After saying that, Xu Baizhou asked quickly: "Fellow Daoist Fang, is it okay for my wife to be in Youyao City in the past six months?

She has a special physique and has been coveted by many people before. I am not here for another half a year now…”

"Ma Minlong has some thoughts about her, and is also deliberately preventing the Yin people from trading with her, and is unwilling to let someone come out to find you."

Fang Chen smiled faintly.

"Fellow Daoist Ma!?"

Xu Baizhou was stunned, his expression changed continuously, and he was silent for a long time before gritting his teeth and said:

"I didn't expect that this person would be indifferent to the surface. I still think he is a friend. When I go back to Youwu City this time, I will definitely settle the score with him."

"Then you may have to go to Wangchuan to find him, he was thrown into Wangchuan."

Fang Chen smiled.

Xu Baizhou looked stunned: "Wangchuan? His strength is also among the top in Youyao City, and he has some background. I heard that he was also worshipping the spirit god, so how could he be thrown into Wangchuan?"

Fang Chen did not answer, but asked: "Which spiritual temple is the largest nearby?"

"The largest spiritual temple..."

Xu Baizhou subconsciously recalled, "The largest spiritual god temple I know should be the one that is 60,000 miles away and does not return to the mountains. I heard that one percent of the monks in a radius of tens of thousands of miles were monks of the Spirit God Cult, and eighty percent of the believers of the Spirit God Cult."

After Fang Chen asked the direction clearly, he smiled, "Okay, Fellow Daoist Xu, please leave quickly and take the time to go to Youwu City to report your safety."

"Fellow Daoist Fang, what do you ask about this? You don't want to go to Bugui Mountain, do you? Do you have a grudge against the Spirit God Sect?"

Xu Baizhou looked strange: "If there is a grudge, it would be almost done if the foundation building of the Spirit God Sect just killed. If you go to Bugui Mountain... I heard that there is a Nascent Soul there..."

Fang Chen waved his hand and turned around and broke through the air towards Bugui Mountain.

Xu Baizhou was stunned for a while until he could not see Fang Chen, and then muttered a few words in a low voice and hurriedly fled from the place.

In the void, Fang Chen turned into a sword and walked faster than before.

He found that after his cultivation level was reshaped, he seemed to have a vague regression in swordsmanship.

However, this kind of regression is not obvious. The core of its sword technique is the Xiaojian and the Supreme Sword Sutra of the Eight Desolate Immortals.

After his cultivation level was reshaped, the relationship between him and Xiao Jian was no longer the same as the kind of natal connection he had before.

If he is not a complete sword cultivator at this moment, his sword technique has not been much reduced.

He can also use the Supreme Sword Sutra of the Eight Desolations of Immortals.

Can also use sword skills.

It just lost that sense of extremeness, and with one sword, I could no longer reach the true peak attack.

In turn, his Tianyan Art and the flow of the Divine Pupils of the Light had a significant increase.

The magic of all Taoist factions becomes easier and more terrifying when used.

In the past, when he turned on the Divine Divine Pupil, his affinity with various spiritual powers would increase by a hundred times. Now, at least he has turned it over.

The technique of Cang Lei, skinning, and even Yin Soldiers, three heads and six arms, have been greatly improved.

All of these may be attributed to the reshaping of cultivation and the nine heavenly mysterious soul condensed later.

"Can't you have both fish and bear's paw..."

Fang Chen sighed softly in his heart.

In addition to the sword cultivation lineage, the Datianzun's alchemy technique is also a natural lineage. He can only take part of it for himself and cannot walk the Datianzun's path.

While other monks were still suffering from how to obtain the method of practice, Fang Chen’s troubles were already very different from them.

The mountains are not as long as they are, and in the central mountains, there is a magnificent temple standing.

Every day, countless monks come to worship gods and burn incense. The incense is so prosperous that some small sects are jealous.

Fang Chen's thoughts moved, and a phantom that was wrapped around the nine candle dragons walked out of his body.

It is Fang Chen's soul and Fang Chen's Nascent Soul.

With his eyes passing through the void, Fang Chen saw at a glance that the terrifying incense power condensed into a whirlpool, constantly pouring into the void, going to places he didn't know.

The monks who came to worship include qi refining, foundation building, golden elixir and Nascent Soul.

In the temple, there are three early stages of the Nascent Soul standing under the statue of the spirit god, staring at the monks coming and going with a calm expression.

The soul returned to the orifice, and a strange blue flashed through Fang Chen's eyes. The spiritual power in the void seemed to be boiling, and terrifying sword rain fell straight towards the temple.

"Who!?"

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

"Damn it, who dares to attack the Spirit God Cult!"

A series of roars of shock and anger sounded.

But in a blink of an eye, these roars were flooded by sword rain, and mushroom clouds as high as a hundred feet continued to rise.

Waiting for the dust to dissipate, the entire mountain range has been razed to the ground, and the magnificent temple has also turned into ashes.

Countless monks who had not had time to climb the mountain stood there, rubbing their eyes in disbelief, thinking that they had seen an illusion.

Bugui Mountain...was razed to the ground? Even the Spirit God Temple above turned into ashes!?

"Who has the Spirit God Cult offended by the Holy Spirit and was hit like this?"

The monks looked around in horror, trying to find the person who took action.

Fang Chen stared quietly at Chen Yan below. Although these monks were dead, their souls were still there, and they all stood up in a daze, not knowing what was going on.

The three Nascent Souls who are in charge here have just been eliminated on the spot. However, the destruction of Nascent Soul does not mean that their souls are scattered.

Their souls looked at each other and it took several breaths to react, and they were frightened and furious.

They are dead!?

They died like this!? They died inexplicably, and they didn't even see who took the action!?

Soon, the souls of the spiritual god cultivators who died in the Spirit God Temple flew over and gathered in front of the souls of the three Nascent Souls, shouting that they wanted to take revenge and to tear the plotter into pieces.

Fang Chen kept observing, but unfortunately, although the Spirit God Temple was destroyed, there was no sign of the Spirit God coming.

Either this place is not valued by it, or...it is most likely not in the Zhenwu Domain.

Although there are some tricks in the incense path, Fang Chen did not believe that the ancestors of the religion could possess the magical powers of cross-domain arrival.

"Everyone, since this person dares to plot against us, it means that he is prepared for a long time. Now we are just a wandering soul and do not have the ability to fight back. Everything will be discussed when we go to Buguicheng."

A soul of the Nascent Soul said in a deep voice, then he watched him mutter to himself, and a white mist suddenly appeared in front of him, which was the road to the underworld.
Chapter completed!