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"But due to opportunism, the foundation is not solid. The weakness of the dryad is the Seven Profound Demon Pill, which was originally hidden deep in the bottom of the tree root. A year ago, I pierced the tree root with a sword, leaving a sword mark , if you follow the sword marks and enter it, you can find the demon core, as long as you take the demon core away, then the tree demon is nothing to worry about."

Yan Chixia said a lot in one breath, without even panting.

Fang Zhou quickly wrote it down, and Yan Chixia did not forget to add: "However, there must be demons guarding the entrance of the sword mark, and there is a miasma poisonous under the tree roots. You need to deal with these by yourself."

Fang Zhou thought that he had the antidote, so he should be able to deal with the miasma. As for the demon guard, he wondered if the invisibility potion could fool him?

Chapter 54. The Immortal Cultivator's Life and Death Are Impermanent

Fang Zhou has firmly memorized the key points Yan Chixia said, and whether he can complete the task depends on these information.

After Yan Chixia finished speaking, her face was still rosy, even her chapped lips became moist, her eyes were piercing, and she didn't look like she was going to die.

Fang Zhou hesitated and said, "I really don't need me to rescue you? I think you can live another 50 to [-] years without any problem."

Yan Chixia shook her head, and said calmly: "I have been hurt by the tree demon, and I have been tortured for the past year. Once the true energy dissipates, there is no way to recover from it, and no one can save it."

Fang Zhou slightly regretted that if he knew it earlier, he would ask Ling Xiaoyue for some wine to take with him. Her wine is very effective in healing, and it seems too late to go find her now.

Yan Chixia stretched out her hand that was bound by the iron chain, and slapped the ground hard.

With a bang, the ground of the prison cell suddenly exploded, and amidst the splash of mud and rocks, a black sword case shot out from the ground and landed straight in front of Ark.

Yan Chixia looked at the sword box with nostalgia, her eyes were not looking at some kind of object, but at an old friend.

Then she said to Fang Zhou: "I am a teacher of the Kunlun Xuyin Sect. This sect has always been reclusive and independent, with a small population. It has almost been passed down to my generation. This sword case is the treasure of the sect's sect, and it contains the Xuanyuan Divine Sword One, the whole chapter of Heaven and Earth Qiankun Gong, the whole chapter of Yujianshu, and a seal of the master."

She encouraged Fang Zhou with her eyes: "Take it up."

Fang Zhou hesitated for a moment, and finally stretched out his hand, wanting to pick up the sword box.

Unexpectedly, just as his finger touched, the sword box shook violently, and there was a faint sound of sword sound, which stung Fang Zhou's finger.

Fang Zhou jumped back in fright, and picked up the Slaying Evil Sword warily.

Yan Chixia laughed as if the prank was successful: "This sword box is a spiritual thing, and ordinary people can't handle it, but you are my favorite heir, try again, although it hurts a little, it won't hurt of."

Fang Zhou glanced at her, then walked straight over, put his hands together, and directly hugged the sword case.

The sword box began to shake again, stinging Fang Zhou's hands like needles. Enduring the pain, Fang Zhou held on tight and refused to let go: "I can handle huskies, but I don't believe I can't cure you."

He clashed with the sword box, the sword box trembled and wanted to leave, but Fang Zhou tried his best, even using the entrainment formula.

Yan Chixia watched with interest and did not stop her.

In just a few seconds, Fang Zhou was sweating profusely from the pain, and felt that his hands were about to be pierced into a hornet's nest by the sword box.

But he gritted his teeth and endured it. With such a great opportunity in front of him, if he didn't take it, he would regret it for the rest of his life. A little pain is nothing, just treat it as being bitten by a dog.

When Fang Zhou was so painful that his hands almost lost consciousness, and his head felt dizzy, the shaking of the sword box slowly stopped until it was completely calm, and the sound of the sword disappeared, and it no longer hurt his hands.

Fang Zhou quickly pulled up his sleeves, but he didn't see any wounds. As Yan Chixia said, he won't be injured.

Yan Chixia looked at Fang Zhou approvingly: "This is the test of the sword box. If there is a little bit of giving up in the middle, or even such a thought emerges, you will never want to pick up the sword box again, and you have passed the test."

She didn't remind Fang Zhou, it all depends on Fang Zhou's own persistence, only in this way can he truly pass the test of the sword box.

Fang Zhou wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at the sword case in his hand.

The sword case was quite heavy, the whole body was carved like a whole piece of wood, and there were some characters carved on both sides that he couldn't understand.

Fang Zhou wanted to open the sword box, but he couldn't find a place to open it, because the whole sword box was one piece, without any gaps, and the end could not be distinguished.

He looked at Yan Chixia with pleading eyes: "How do you use this thing?"

Yan Chixia said with a smile: "Only after the mastery of Yujianshu, can the sword box be opened by Yujianshu, otherwise no one will be able to open it."

Fang Zhou suddenly showed the expression that you are teasing me. Only Yujianshu can open the sword box, and the whole chapter of Yujianshu is in the sword box. Isn’t this an endless loop?

But he immediately realized that there was a living teaching material in front of him, Yan Chixia knew it.

Seeing the change in Fang Zhou's expression, Yan Chixia smiled again: "Come closer, I will pass on to you the formula of sword control, and a piece of Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra that I got when I was traveling the world. This is the Buddhist heart method and has great power. , It’s cheap for you kid.”

It turned out to be a dual practice of Buddhism and Taoism, so it's no wonder that he didn't have a mouthful of Prajna Paramita, but also a mouthful of heaven and earth.

Fang Zhou put the sword case aside and leaned over to listen to Yan Chixia's dictation.

She said it several times in a row before Fang Zhou managed to remember it. Fortunately, the formulas of Yujianshu and the Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra are not long, otherwise he would not be able to remember them at all.

In the end, Yan Chixia solemnly said to Zhou: "It is extremely difficult to get started with this swordsmanship, and it is also extremely difficult to master it. It took me more than three years to get started with the talent of heaven. If you succeed in getting started, open the sword box and get it The head seal, then you are the head of the Xuyin Sect of Kunlun, if you can't get started, you can find a successor for me, and don't let the inheritance of the Yinzong be cut off! Remember! Remember!"

Fang Zhou nodded solemnly. Since he was inherited from the Yin Sect, he would naturally have to bear the responsibility. Fang Zhou understood this simple truth.

Only then did Yan Chixia breathe a sigh of relief, as if letting go of a big stone in her heart, her originally rosy face began to turn pale again.

Only then did Fang Zhou realize that she might really be dying, and she persisted until now just to find a successor for Yinzong.

Now that the last wish is fulfilled, the time of death is not far away.

Fang Zhou couldn't bear it. Yan Chixia was also a hero of the generation, who slew demons for Tian Xingdao, but finally died in the dungeon of this dangerous place in obscurity.

Seeing Fang Zhou's ugly face, Yan Chixia was bold and generous: "Don't be sad, life and death are impermanent for cultivators, and I'm already in the innate realm, and my soul has already formed. We still have to meet again."

Seeing Yan Chixia being so open-minded, Fang Zhou put away his unbearable feeling and asked, "Then what last wish do you have left?"

Yan Chixia stared at Fang Zhou, and suddenly smiled: "I have been cultivating immortals for many years, and I have always been alone. As a virgin, I have never tasted love. Why don't you satisfy me before I die?"

She was originally extremely beautiful, and this smile was even more coquettish, as if the entire dark cell was glowing.

Fang Zhou was stunned, never expecting Yan Chixia to make such a request.

He could feel his heart beating rapidly, his mouth was dry, and he had to admit that there was indeed a little bit of heartbeat.

But looking down, Fang Zhou came over in an instant, cupped his hands and said, "Go all the way, I will miss you."

No matter how good-looking you are, what fun is there in having a flat chest?

Yan Chixia burst out laughing, the laughter gradually became lower and finally disappeared.

Gone!

Chapter 55. The most hated tentacle monster

Yan Chixia was dead, her face was as peaceful as a deep sleep, and her vitality was completely cut off.

Fang Zhou looked at her silently, and finally bowed deeply: "Master Yan, if you fail to become benevolent, if you fail, I will die here too. Your inheritance can only wait for others to inherit it. If you succeed by luck, I will come again You are buried."

He straightened up, tore the hem of his clothes into strips, carried the sword case on his back, took one last look at Yan Chixia, turned and left.