Eternal Life

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of eternal life!Huang Quantu's "reincarnation tactic" can conceal all of his aura, including the aura of Qingdi Muhuanggong, and the various feelings of the world tree.

Wood Daoists are wood monsters, and they have a very strong sense of wood sacred objects and wood magical powers, similar to the origin.If it keeps sensing like this, Fang Han will run out of mana before he escapes back to the Yuhua Gate.You know, the eternal giants have a long aura, and they can use their own ideas to absorb the vitality of the fairy world.It has the same function as the tree of the world.

After fighting for a long time, Fang Han definitely couldn't fight the two eternal giants together now.

The greatest ability of the eternal giants is to use their own spiritual thoughts to open up the void, continuously draw vitality from the immortal world, and reach the realm of longevity.The breath-eater gods do not die, but for longevity.

One of the biggest weaknesses of Fang Han's battle against the Wangu Giants was that the advantages of the World Tree were cancelled out, and they had no advantage in terms of long mana.

Therefore, he decided to avoid his edge first.

Use the reincarnation tactic to avoid it, the longer the time, the stronger the mana accumulated.The more sure you can successfully escape back to the Feathering Gate, or else flying like this will consume mana very seriously.Before he could fly back to the feather gate, he had no strength.It will be worse then.

Although Fang Han has survived the disaster, the five seas of consciousness in his mind have doubled, but the three newly added supernatural powers of the Jindan are also extremely mana-consuming existences, especially the Dapudu Zen. Light, it consumes more mana.Mana is a highly concentrated and transformed spirit.

Buddhism exercises both cultivate the heart and train the spirit, and consume more mana than the immortal way.

As soon as he performed the "reincarnation tactic", Fang Han became a life-threatening scholar, with all his body aura hidden, aiming at the secular, crowded place, and suddenly projected downward.In a blink of an eye, in a huge city, among the bustling crowd, there was an extra scholar.

This city was extremely prosperous. Although it was not comparable to the Great Profound Empire, it was comparable to Longyuan Province where Fang Han lived.There are Guangyu Buildings everywhere, with all kinds of figures, beggars, merchants, scholars, samurai, hawkers, craftsmen, storytellers, and some ornately decorated carriages, which are loaded with some wealthy daughters.A maidservant waited on the side of the carriage.Go to the Taoist temple to incense and pray for peace.

Fang Han had just stood on a street in this city, with a strong mundane atmosphere rushing over his face.After a little luck with his ears, all kinds of voices came into his mind, and in an instant, let him understand what this place is.

"Smelly tofu, selling stinky tofu... My ancestor helped the imperial palace as an imperial cook. This time, the grandpa, before he became famous, it was good for us to have a mouthful of stinky tofu."

"I said last time that Immortal Liu spouted a flying sword. The white light was so white that the sun and the moon were covered. The Nielong in the old dragon pool was immediately scared to death..." This is a teahouse. In, the storyteller is telling the story.

"Brother Wang, what questions do you think will be presented in this scientific examination? Which chief examiner will preside? Let's make an article, we have to figure out the chief examiner's preferences, otherwise, even if the article is colorful, it will be of no use. You brush it down." At the gate of an academy, a few scholars wearing Confucian clothing and green shirts walked out and talked.

"Pity us for ten years of cold window, studying hard in the book of sages, just watch this scientific examination. After I pass the exam, I must go to the Chunfeng Building to get two girls and have fun."

"Yes, we have studied hard for many years, once developed, life is short, and if we don't enjoy it in time, it will be sad when we are old and weak."

"Speaking of having fun after the exam, it’s better to have fun now. Let’s go to the Chunfeng Building. Just now my family sent me a hundred taels of silver, so I can have fun."

"My son, wake up, okay. Give us poor people a bite to eat, and do good deeds." A middle-aged woman with a child on her back, both of them in tattered clothes, especially the child with a dirty face Yes, sucking his fingers with his mouth, knelt down in front of Fang Han, and said, "This time, the son will definitely be the top high school student."

Fang Han looked at the pitiful middle-aged women and children, and threw a piece of silver out when he moved his palm.

There is also a lot of gold and silver in the yellow spring picture.It was the last time that killed the desperate island owner and emptied a gold and silver island.But these were of no use to Fang Han. Throwing a piece at random was enough for many people in the world to live for a long time.

"Ah, the son and the Lord of all generations!" The middle-aged woman had a large silver ingot in her hands, as if she couldn't believe her eyes. After confirming, Fang Han kowtows her head repeatedly, but Fang Han has already left.

"Life is short, decades of time, even if you are an emperor and general, you can enjoy it in time, but it is fleeting, like a dream bubble. And the poor who have no food and clothing all their lives are even more impoverished. Where is the freedom of immortality! Suffering, suffering, Suffering, all beings are suffering!"

This is the first time Fang Han has stepped into the world since he has practiced Immortal Dao. He felt the red and dust in the world, and could not help but feel a little bit of compassion for the red and dust sentient beings in the world.

In his opinion, just a short time, birth, old age, sickness and death, wealth and glory, are all suffering.

Suddenly, he remembered Linglong Immortal Venerable's grand wish technique, grand ambition.

At this moment, he also wanted to make a big aspiration to save the world, thousands of sentient beings, free from the sea of ​​suffering, and all cultivate immortality.

However, he did not send out.

"My current strength is not enough to take on such a big aspiration. Even if I have not cultivated to longevity, what qualifications do I have to go to others? Save others? Linglong Xianzun, with such strength and commitment to such aspirations, I do not have ."

Fang Han was so clear in his heart that he was still in danger now.

Boom!

Just when he felt the worldly things and the world, suddenly, he felt that the extremely high sky, strong divine thoughts, radiated.The invisible divine thought enveloped the entire area of ​​thousands of miles, and he searched inch by inch, especially everyone in this city, was shot by divine thought.

"No, Daoist Dragon and Daoist Mu have caught up. My reincarnation tactic is useless?" Fang Han was startled.Knowing that the majestic spirit in the sky belongs to the Long Dao Ren Mu Dao Ren.

"No, if the Daoist Dragon and Daoist Wood find you, they will kill them directly. If they search with their divine minds, it proves that they have not found you. They have lost your trace. But their divine minds are very powerful. , At least the people in this city will be shot by them and make all kinds of analysis. If possible, they will lock you, the eternal giant in the secret realm of longevity, terrifyingly terrifying, under the sweep of the gods, how many birds are there in this city Ants, they can all count them. You don't have such a powerful mind, so you can't open the void and take in the vitality of the immortal world." Yan said: "So, you have to pretend to be like a scholar."

"Pretend to be a scholar?"

Fang Han noticed that in the sky, powerful spiritual thoughts had been lingering in the sky. He was considering how to pretend to be a scholar. Suddenly, a voice came from the side of the road: "It is possible to calculate fortune-telling, fortune-telling, fortune-telling, past and future. Five hundred years, five hundred years later."

Fang Han quickly looked over and found a fortune-telling booth on the side of the road with white cloth hanging randomly. Behind the booth was an old man who was very old and yelling weakly, without any immortal spirit or aura.People see it as a mixed meal.Therefore, no one patronizes his fortune-telling booth.

"Fortune-telling? Do people in the world know fate? Destiny is empty and endless. Even a master like Linglong Xianzun can't control the future destiny. A little fortune teller can dare to say the fortune. Five hundred years, five hundred years later? I'm about to pretend to be a scholar to cover up."

As Fang Han spoke, he walked up, took out a large piece of silver, and threw it on the table. The old man was taken aback and looked at the silver blankly. Then, he looked at Fang Han weakly with dim old eyes: "My son, what do you want?"

"Nothing, just take care of your business and accumulate some merits. I'm here to take the scientific expedition this time." Fang Han smiled slightly: "When I see that you are not a fortune teller, I want to get it from your mouth. Some auspicious words. Come, say something nice. I follow the way of a sage, Confucianism, and I didn’t believe in fate. But before the scientific expedition, the pressure was great. You said it well, all these talents belong to you."

"Really?" The feeble old fortune-teller looked at Yinzi lazily and stared at Fang Han for a long time before he said: "Young man, you are not a scholar at all. You are not here to do scientific research. ."

"Oh? How do you say?" Fang Han sat down at the stall on the roadside. He knew that some fortune-tellers in the world like to surprise others, disturb the minds of others, and set out some useful things. Feel free to play, make others surprised, and then obediently take out the money.

"You have just gone through a calamity, but the calamity just settled, and the calamity reappeared. You came to avoid the calamity. Your fate is so many calamities, this is because you have created too many evil fate." The lazy old man used The finger tapped the desktop.

Fang Han was taken aback when he listened. He immediately looked at the lazy old man with his eyes. After looking at it for a long time, he found that the old man was wearing a black coat with a pair of breasts and thin fingers. He looked weather-beaten with gully on his face. Dao Dao, withstand the baptism of years.

This is the ordinary old man in the world.There is nothing magical.There is no fluctuation in mana on his body.

"What calamity can I have? It's too mysterious." Fang Han shook his head and sneered again and again."What evil fate did I create?"

"Xuan Xuanxuan, don't take the fate as a leisure..." The old man looked at the sky and sighed: "The fate is the heart demon, and the heart demon is the fate. In this world, some of them are evolving."