Half a month later.

Qingli swamp, Fei family.

A tall altar is placed in the center of the square.

A strange mage wearing a Taoist robe and painted on his face was dancing on the altar, holding a rattle in his hand and muttering words:

"One invites three heavenly soldiers and gods, two invites the ancestors of all generations, three invites the mountain spirits of the world to have hundreds of ghosts..."

...

"Look, this is the professional way to start the game. Please God!"

Lin Xu was amazed at the sight: "In comparison, should we ask the Wild Fox Chan to be a hairy god before?"

As soon as this said, Old Lu's expression was no longer lingering, and he gave his sworn brothers: "This is the "Going Temple" that the Fei family has invited to have a lot of money, and they are specially given to our five families... How can ordinary gods compare?"

"The most powerful force is, the more it is..."

Fang Xing said a fair word at this time.

He was quite interested in the practice method in this world.

After all, the "Big Way of Immortality" opened up by Dao Zun is only in charge of the school of spiritual root cultivation.

In other words, cultivating immortals requires spiritual roots, and then practicing qi and building foundations all the way, forming elixirs and natal infancy, transforming spirits and refining emptiness... and after refining emptiness, you can also obtain the spiritual root flowing immortal path of endless life, so that it is his control.

The path to cultivating immortals outside this path is not within the jurisdiction of the Taoist Lord.

‘This method of asking for God is actually the 'cause of people'. Whoever has the greatest face is the more powerful the 'divine' that the 'divine' that is called by one' is more powerful.’

‘The disciples of the great sect can at least invite the ancestors and sects to subdue the sects…’

‘If it is a casual cultivator, the one who can be invited is the existence that he has finally found...’

‘For example, the magic contract I signed with the five friends Fuyun last time gave me the feeling that it was about the seventh level of Qi. In other words, even if the contract is breached, as long as the 'notary' with the seventh level of Qi is killed, there will be no problem.’

Fang Xing looked at the altar: 'But this is different...'

At this time, all forces sent people to power. The Fei family was the head of the family Fei Tianbao, the Xu family in Qingfengao, the Yin family in March Lake, the bone burial place "White Bone Alliance", the "Seven Ethics of Song Family" in the green water, and the six people in Dulongpo.

Fang Xing's side is naturally the old head of Lu to the altar on behalf of everyone and read out the covenant.

It basically stipulates the power and obligations of the five families and the Fei family, and the land reclamation process, and the like, that cannot harm each other.

"The swearing before God... is accomplished!"

In the end, accompanied by the voice of the high-level master, the six people burned their own sacrifices and the gods... and then they all lighted incense together and burned incense...

In a flash!

A gloomy wind suddenly rises!

Fang Xing's druid perception made him feel as if he was swept by a pair of eyes, and he felt a little uncomfortable in an instant.

‘The Yin Shen Zhenren… This time the contract was for the Yin Shen Zhenren’s testimony! If it is violated and he does not impose punishment, he will inevitably have a significant reduction in his practice...’

‘Well, the pressure this Yin Shen Zhenren gave me feels similar to that of a monk Jiedan, but it has an extra sense of involving the domain of rules and authority… Is it the power that the ritual allows him to gain temporarily? Or is it always there?’

...

"Okay, the covenant has been completed, let's go."

Old Lutou seemed to have passed a vow torture meeting, with a red face and a passionate expression.

"With this covenant, at least during this period of time of reopening the land, there is no need to worry about the Fei family and the other four families being stumbling..."

Song Yunqian said: "Is it because of the compromise and comfort made by the Fei family after the last attack?"

"This is natural!"

Old Lu nodded: "Hehe... Since the last time fellow Taoist was attacked, I felt that I could not sit still and wait for death. I specially found the head of the Xu family, and then contacted all parties and asked the Fei family to make the decision. Only then did this oath..."

'This is actually setting up the Fei family, and the old Lutou is worthy of the old world.'

'However, this move is also a disaster. As I expected, Old Lu must have hid behind and instigated others to stand up...'

Fang Xing's heart moved and he and his five friends were carrying a floating boat and went deep into the swamp.

The Qingli Swamp is the area where the Fei family is located, with birds singing and flowers blooming.

The more you go in, the thicker the fog around you, and even the ground seems flat, but there may be a bottomless swamp hidden.

The more you go inside, the more swamps you will be, and you will have to use the help of a floating boat to rush on your way.

"Be careful...Each of them swallows the poison-proof pill!"

Lao Lutou reminded him and hurriedly took the detoxification pill with others.

Fang Xing also pretended to swallow a pill and took a deep breath.

‘Well, there is indeed poison in the fog here... It is still a kind of poisonous poison. Even if you feel the 50 or 60th level of energy, you will be caught after staying for a long time...’

'But for me, as long as it is a toxin from nature, it will be ineffective...'

‘There seems to be toad poison, snake poison, and some plants and mineral toxins among these poisonous fogs... As a natural creation, they actually merged with each other to form a mortal Jedi.’

He felt cheering all over his body because he came to a primitive environment in the wilderness and his natural energy was very abundant.

‘This place is very suitable for my druid’s way…’

...

Dulongpo.

This is a slope in a swamp, with dense fog and hissing sounds.

It is said to be a slope, but it is actually more similar to a small island in a swamp.

"Although this Dulongpo does not need to be filled with land, it must explore an external land passage... It is not enough to just walk on the floating boat."

Hu Liuniang glanced around her eyes and said in a deep voice.

Many caravans are on land, and if a small area of ​​cultivation is developed, caravans are indispensable.

What's more, the floating boat they were riding in was engraved with talismans, traveling like the wind, without fear of corrosion.

If it is an ordinary floating boat, there is no such advantage.

Bang!

The floating boat gently shores the Fangxing step onto the land of Dulongpo.

Hiss!

There was a layer of moss around, and a snake's hissing sound came.

His right hand suddenly poked out like lightning, and he clamped out a small green snake as thick as a chopstick.

The little snake was still struggling and was about to bite Fang Xing’s wrist, but he threw it away at will and fell into the swamp.

“Huh?”

Song Yunqian glanced at Fang Xing with some suspicion.

"I advocate nature, and the idea is 'Do not kill if necessary'. If it is to fill the stomach, I can kill any wild beasts, but it's fine... Anyway, according to the contract, I just plant trees to purify the environment."

Fang Xing smiled and explained.

"So that's it. It seems that fellow Taoist Fang already has his own philosophy of cultivation..."

No matter what Lin Xu and others think, they must agree with each other.

This is also the benefit of the gang of casual cultivators. If it were so unique within the sect, they would sooner or later "suppression".

After all, some elderly people like to scrub their thorns.

"Since Fellow Daoist Fang doesn't take action, then I'll wait."

Old Lutou took a sip of monkey wine, and his muscles squirmed, and in an instant he went from a drooping old man to a muscle strong man: "Ah, beat!"

He closed his five fingers together and punched out with one punch. The astonishing fist wind swept across the poisonous fog, and there were countless poisonous insects and snakes that exploded directly.

"The Great Sage's Fist? God's Fighting Technique?"

Fang Xing glanced at him and knew that although this old man had low cultivation, he could become the boss of the Five Friends of Fuyun and still had some strength.

Next to it, Lin Xu pulled out a magic sword and used his sword technique.

Tieluosan people used a magic weapon - Tieluo Umbrella, and black lights were like flying blades.

Song Yunqian's hands were connected with ten fingers, and red threads were connected to flying needles and flying all over the sky to check for the gaps.

Hu Liuniang held the pipa and gently fiddled with her bare hands.

There is no poisonous insect and venomous snake that join forces.

After killing a millstone-sized toad, the group came to the center of the island.

"Well, this place is just right for formation!"

Fang Xing looked at the terrain and nodded.

Lao Lutou opened his luggage, buried a piece of the array that he had purchased for a lot of money, and distributed small flags.

"rise!"

Fang Xing injected a trace of magic power, and gently waved it, a breeze appeared, blowing away the poisonous fog and purifying the air.

"Although this 'Little Breeze Array' is good, it consumes talisman money every moment you open it!"

Old Lu said with a bitter pain: "We have supported our financial resources for up to two or three years. Fellow Daoist... I will ask you at that time."

"Two or three years is enough."

Fang Xing smiled slightly.

This is a difficult challenge for ordinary psychic planters, but it is just a small problem for him who has the talent for plant growth.

"The turbid air dissipates, and the clear air appears..."

"I will clear this piece of earth vein and maybe I will discover or condense a evil acupoint in the near future..."

Tieluosanren looked at the disappearing poisonous fog, his face full of emotion.

suddenly!

A hissing sound came.

After the thick fog on the island dissipated, it attracted a six-meter-long black snake!

It is as thick as a bucket, with coldness and ruthlessness in its vertical pupils.

"Damn it! There is actually a monster with seventh level of energy on the Poison Dragon Island... Looking at this demon snake, it's almost condensed!"

Old Lu jumped: "No wonder the other four companies didn't compete with us for Dulongpo. It turned out that there was this big pit!"

"what to do?"

Song Yunqian's face was pale: "I'll fight it..."

If they escape in shame, all their early investment will be wasted, which is something that the five friends of Fuyun will never accept.

"Fight with it!"

Old Lu's eyes were blood-red. As a casual cultivator, he never lacked the courage to fight desperately after being forced into a desperate situation.

"Let's wait!"

At this time, Fang Xing walked out: "I'll talk to it..."

He came to the front of the black snake, looked straight at the pair of vertical pupils, and made a hissing sound from his throat.

"This..." Hu Liuniang was startled and thought Fang Xing was transformed by the snake demon.

"Snake Speaker? I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Fang still has the talent for controlling beasts?" Lin Xu's eyes lit up.

Fang Xing communicated with the black snake, turned to Fuyun Wuyou and said, "We are lucky. This is not the nest of the black snake, but it is just a place to molt... I reached an agreement with it. As long as we continue to allow it to molt here and ensure the safety of it when it molts, we can occupy this place!"

Xiandao Guisheng, he has now come ashore and doesn’t want to fight and kill.

If you can negotiate and solve it, you don’t have to do it.

“It’s so…it’s great.”
Chapter completed!