Chapter 105 Zhao Zhen Is Shocked, Xiao Zi Wants to Transform

Looking at Zhao Zhen who kept kowtowing to him, Fang Wang suddenly felt that he was actually a pitiful man, but he deserved what he got today.

In any case, the Yin-Yang Xuanming True Art was given to him by Zhao Zhen.

Lu Yuanjun never understood why Fang Wang could dissolve his Xuanming Seal until his death.

Fang Wang's eyes flickered, and his mind was as fast as lightning.

"Sir, if you don't like this ghost weapon, why don't you give it to me? I often deal with ghosts in the Great Sage Cave Heaven." Xiao Zi came over and said.

Fang Wang thought for a while and said, "Do you need my help?"

"No, it's enough to have his help. I guess he won't dare to mess around." Xiao Zi crawled to the Soul Devouring Gourd and said with a snake tongue.

Zhao Zhen looked up and looked at Xiao Zi with a stunned expression.

A demon snake also wants a ghost weapon?

He didn't dare to question it, and hurriedly said, "I will definitely not mess around!"

As long as he survived, he didn't care who would be his master.

Fang Wang nodded, and then watched how Xiao Zi refined the ghost weapon.

Xiao Zi stared at the Soul Swallowing Gourd, his eyes emitting purple light. Fang Wang clearly felt a strong spiritual consciousness entering the Soul Swallowing Gourd.

It seems that the huge black python of the purple-clothed man not only helped Xiao Zi strengthen his blood and qi, but also strengthened his spiritual consciousness.

That's right, the huge black python died and was eventually swallowed by Xiao Zi. Because the black python was killed by Fang Wang, the three major sects did not dare to stop it and could only watch Xiao Zi squander it.

Zhao Zhen followed back into the Soul Swallowing Gourd, and the forest became silent.

Fang Wang was a little worried, so he stared at the Soul Swallowing Gourd with his spiritual consciousness, ready to help Xiao Zi at any time.

However, the situation was completely different from what he expected. Xiao Zi's performance was extremely arrogant, and even caused Zhao Zhen to wail in pain in the Soul Swallowing Gourd.

Is this a show of power?

Fang Wang had to re-examine Xiao Zi.

Is this guy's attitude in front of him not fake?

An hour later.

A huge purple snake flew high into the sky like a dragon emerging from the mountain. Fang Wang sat on the snake's head, with Zhao Zhen's soul floating beside it.

The Soul-Swallowing Gourd hung on Xiao Zi's back, looking small.

"That treasure must be extraordinary, otherwise it would not have been left in his mother's tomb by Lu Yuanjun. It may be related to the inheritance of Ji Hao Sect." Zhao Zhen said seriously.

Fang Wang originally planned to go directly to find the Tiangang Holy Body True Art, but when he heard Zhao Zhen say that Lu Yuanjun had hidden something, he became interested.

Perhaps that thing would be helpful in finding the Tiangang Holy Body True Art.

After the Soul-Swallowing Gourd was refined and banned by Xiao Zi, Zhao Zhen's ghost was in Xiao Zi's hands. A thought from it could make Zhao Zhen disappear into ashes. In order to save himself, Zhao Zhen confessed a secret of Lu Yuanjun.

According to Lu Yuanjun, the treasure was placed together with the Yin-Yang Xuanming True Art, but Lu Yuanjun could not study it thoroughly, so he could only put it aside temporarily.

"By the way, why did Lu Yuanjun tell you everything?" Xiao Zi couldn't help asking.

Zhao Zhen floated beside Fang Wang and sighed, "He told me the truth after he refined me into a ghost soldier. He suppressed too many things and needed to vent. I am different from other ghost soldiers. I have my own consciousness, so he wants to hear my opinion."

"Speaking of which, he is also a pathetic person. The reason why he collects souls for the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect is not to covet more profound Taoism, but to use the power of the Holy Spirit to resurrect his mother."

Fang Wang heard this and thought of Zhou Xue's words. Each Holy Spirit has different abilities. Could it be that the Holy Spirit Jade in Zhou Xue's hand has the ability to resurrect?

No wonder Zhou Xue wanted it.

"If that's the case, why did he set up a trap for my son? Shouldn't he endure it for his mother and run away?" Xiao Zi asked in surprise.

Zhao Zhen spread his hands and said, "How can other dynasties allow him to slaughter everywhere? If he goes there, he will sooner or later become a street rat and be hunted by the immortal world. Moreover, he has been operating in Da Qi for so many years. How can he be willing to give up everything he has mastered? The most important thing is that he has been thinking about the master's Tianyuan Baoling."

Although he was controlled by Xiao Zi, he still respectfully called Fang Wang the master, because he could see that Xiao Zi listened to Fang Wang, and it was not the kind of relationship where they just pretended to obey.

Fang Wang had just been suppressed in the Heavenly Palace for 280 years, and now he listened to Zhao Zhen's story about Lu Yuanjun with great interest.

On the way forward, Zhao Zhen pointed the way while exposing Lu Yuanjun's past. Xiao Zi asked from time to time, and Fang Wang was always listening and rarely spoke.

...

The next afternoon.

Xiao Zi carried Fang Wang to a land of ice and snow. This is the north of Da Qi. Eight hundred miles further north is the Northern Border. The Northern Border is also a dynasty. Every hundred years, it will attack Da Qi from the south. It can be regarded as the enemy of Da Qi. Since ancient times, Da Qi's best record against the Northern Border is to drive out the Northern Border army. It has never really entered the Northern Border. One is the climate, and the other is the long journey.

Under the guidance of Zhao Zhen, Xiao Zi landed on a snowy mountain. Fang Wang landed, Xiao Zi's body shrank, and the Soul-Swallowing Gourd attached to its back became larger.

A purple snake carrying a gourd is quite cute, so Fang Wang couldn't help but use his toes to pad its gourd, causing it to be coquettish.

Zhao Zhen floated in the air, and sighed in his heart: "So Fang Wang likes this, no wonder he rarely shows up on weekdays, could it be that he has been in the cave..."

As the emperor, Zhao Zhen has enjoyed all kinds of fun, but Fang Wang still opened his eyes.

Tianyuan Baoling is extraordinary.

Soon.

Zhao Zhen stopped and pointed to the mountain wall covered with snow in front of him, saying: "It's inside, but there is a ban on the mountain gate, so it doesn't show up."

Fang Wang's eyes condensed, and a sword energy came out.

Spiritual nourishing sword energy!

Boom!

Snow mist flew, broken stones flew, and a cave entrance appeared in front of Fang Wang, Zhao Zhen, and Xiao Zi.

Zhao Zhen looked at the sword energy returning to Fang Wang's eyes, and his eyes were dull.

What kind of swordsmanship is this?

The inheritance of the sword saint?

Zhao Zhen couldn't understand it. He suddenly felt sad for Lu Yuanjun. He didn't understand how strong his enemy was, how stupid he was.

Xiao Zi rushed to the cave entrance first, and Zhao Zhen also floated over, while Fang Wang walked behind leisurely.

Snow was flying all over the sky, and his figure was so small in the vast ice and snow.

After entering the cave.

After passing through a long and winding cave, they came to a cave room. The cave room was spacious, with an ice coffin placed in the center. The cave walls were inlaid with oil lamps on all sides, and the candlelight was floating. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth flowed into the oil lamp and turned into oil and water.

Fang Wang came to the ice coffin and saw that the coffin lid was transparent, and a woman was lying inside.

What a beautiful woman!

Just looking at

At first glance, it is hard to believe that this woman has been dead for decades. She seems to be sleeping here, but she just refuses to wake up.

"Tsk tsk, no wonder the master and the head of the sect can't forget it."

Fang Wang sighed in his heart, and he looked at Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen pointed at the ground below him and said, "Lu Yuanjun buried the treasure here."

Without waiting for Fang Wang's order, Xiao Zi began to dig the ground.

In less than five breaths, a stone slab fell into Fang Wang's hand.

This stone slab was in the shape of a hexagonal rhombus, weighing 20 kilograms. There were strange patterns engraved on the surface, with people and demons, which seemed to record an event in ancient times.

He probed into it with his spiritual sense, but was rebounded by a powerful force.

Hmm?

Fang Wang was in the state of concentration, but there was something that his spiritual sense could not break through. It seemed that this stone slab was indeed not simple.

After fiddling with it for a while, Fang Wang was helpless, so he threw the stone slab into the storage bag and looked at Xiao Zi.

Xiao Zi was lying on the ice coffin, staring at Lu Yuanjun's mother.

Fang Wang said, "Don't look at it. You won't still want to eat it after being dead for decades? If so, I will really despise you."

Xiao Zi turned around, looked at Fang Wang, and asked, "Sir, if I transform into her appearance in the future, will it be okay?"

"Can't you imagine it yourself?"

Fang Wang frowned, thinking that Xiao Zi's thoughts were a bit dangerous.

Xiao Zi blinked her snake eyes and said, "Monsters transform into human faces."

"Let's go, don't think about it."

Fang Wang turned and left, and Xiao Zi followed immediately.

Zhao Zhen, who was dragged by the Soul Devouring Gourd, couldn't help looking back, and his eyes fell on the ice coffin.

In the spacious and quiet cave, the ice coffin looked so lonely and desolate.

After Lu Yuanjun and Chen Anshi died, I'm afraid no one would be able to help her revive in the future.

Zhao Zhen retracted his gaze and looked at Fang Wang.

From now on, he will follow this man.

He suddenly became curious about Fang Wang's future.

After walking out of the cave, Fang Wang turned around and waved his sleeves, piling up the snow at the entrance of the cave, and then used the sealing method to isolate the breath inside.

Xiao Zi asked: "Why bother? She is Lu Yuanjun's mother. Now no one helps her revive, she will rot sooner or later."

Fang Wang said calmly: "It's just a little effort. My hatred with Lu Yuanjun has nothing to do with his mother."

After that, he turned around, and Xiao Zi immediately grew bigger and lowered its snake head.

Fang Wang landed on the snake head and meditated directly, then took out the map he had drawn from the storage bag.

This map is old, and many place names have been renamed. Fang Wang asked Zhao Zhen to help take a look.

Zhao Zhen, who has been in the royal family since childhood, knows a lot about ancient culture. After some thought, he pointed in a direction, and Xiao Zi immediately flew away.

"This destination should be outside Da Qi and should be within the territory of Da Wei. I wonder what the master is looking for?" Zhao Zhen asked curiously.

Fang Wang is now only one step away from the position of the head of Taiyuan Sect. Whatever he wants, Taiyuan Sect will certainly satisfy him. Why should he go to other dynasties?

"Go find the Tiangang Holy Body True Art." Fang Wang chuckled and replied.

Zhao Zhen was moved and said, "You want to collect the three true arts of Jihao Sect? This is not so easy. Not to mention that there is another true art, the whereabouts of which is unknown. Even if you find it, the fate of immortality is illusory."

Fang Wang looked at the map and said, "I have practiced Yinyang Xuanming True Art and Douzhan True Art. I only lack the Tiangang Holy Body True Art. This map should not be false. Let's collect them first. As for the fate of immortality, it is a good thing to get it. If I can't get it, I won't lose anything."

Douzhan True Art?

Zhao Zhen was stunned, and he thought to himself that God was unfair...

He had heard that Fang Wang had mastered the Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Technique of Jihao Sect, and now he was very curious about how much inheritance Fang Wang had obtained in the Great Sage Cave Heaven?