Chapter 204: Heaven Binding Golden Silk, Heaven Stealing Mysterious Skill

When the golden silk was formed, the soul shaping was considered a success. What Fang Wang had to do next was to consolidate his cultivation.

When the thunderclouds in the sky dissipated, Fang Wang was still standing on the bridge, closing his eyes to consolidate his cultivation. The new treasure spirit above his head was already a thousand feet high. Even Jian Tianze's spiritual mist could not cover it. It twisted violently in the wind, like a living dragon, and it was a golden dragon shining with divine light!

Those who woke up from the sword of heaven and earth were soon attracted by the thousand-foot golden silk.

"What is that?"

"Is it a magic weapon? Or is it some kind of magic?"

"Wait, it seems to be floating on the head of Senior Fang Wang..."

"Look carefully, isn't that the scene of soul shaping?"

"What realm is Senior Fang in? How can he only shape his soul?"

The cultivators talked about it, some were surprised, some were puzzled, until someone proposed the theory of multi-life treasure spirits, which immediately caused a bigger commotion.

Gu Li and Gu Tianxiong stood by the lake and were also amazed by the thousand-foot golden silk.

"Such a talent, or a multi-life treasure spirit..." Gu Tianxiong muttered to himself, his tone was complicated.

Facing the mysterious thousand-foot golden silk, anyone would feel like looking up at the immortals.

Gu Li was full of splendor, but she was not envious, but was happy and excited for Fang Wang. After the breakthrough, he would definitely have a better chance of winning against the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect in the future if he could create such a life treasure spirit.

The whole Da Qi knew that Fang Wang would definitely go north. Judging from all of Fang Wang's battle records, he was never afraid of strong enemies and dangers. Now he was closed to Jian Tianze, obviously preparing for a decisive battle.

If he wanted to avoid the battle, he could go south and leave Da Qi.

At the same time.

Outside Jian Tianze, a cultivator came with a sword, and he saw the thousand-foot golden silk in the sky in the air.

The thousand-foot golden silk emerged from the peaks around Jian Tianze. Although only part of it emerged, the golden light it emitted was very eye-catching.

"What is that..." The cultivator widened his eyes and muttered to himself.

He was a monk of the Heaven Guardian Sect, named Wu Lin, who was ordered by Shen Buhui to invite Fang Wang.

He slowed down and flew cautiously to Jian Tianze.

On the other side.

Fang Wang was immersed in his own breakthrough, forgetting the outside world, and this state lasted for seven days and seven nights.

When he opened his eyes, his skyrocketing cultivation began to calm down. He looked up and looked at the two thousand feet of golden silk above his head with a calm look.

"Let's call it the Golden Silk of the Sky."

Fang Wang muttered to himself and decided on the name of this treasure spirit. In an instant, the Golden Silk of the Sky burst out with brilliant golden light, shining the whole world. The people and monsters from all over Daqi saw the sky flash.

The Golden Silk of the Sky quickly drilled back into Fang Wang's body and disappeared.

The seventh natal treasure spirit is complete!

Like the Tiangong Ji, it was created by the Tiangong and contains special power. Fang Wang is looking forward to its performance.

He twisted his neck and turned to walk towards the attic.

Xiao Zi, Dugu Wenhun, and Song Jinyuan came over immediately, and Zhao Zhen also followed, with a look of awe on his face.

Fang Wang caught Xiao Zi who rushed over, rubbed his snake head, and asked, "How old am I this year?"

Xiao Zi looked up at him, blinked his snake eyes, and said, "Young Master, you are already 167 years old."

Dugu Wenhun's eyelids twitched wildly. He knew Fang Wang was very young, but he was still shocked when he heard this age.

God is unfair!

Fang Wang looked at Dugu Wenhun and asked, "Since ancient times, has there been a 167-year-old Mahayana?"

Dugu Wenhun smiled bitterly and said, "As far as I know, there is no. Even if there is, it is not as good as you. Although your realm is the Mahayana realm, your actual strength has surpassed the Nirvana realm."

For a genius like Fang Wang, he no longer knew how to describe it.

Fang Wang smiled, and then he ordered, "Rest for a day, go north tomorrow, kill the demon and punish Wen!"

Kill the demon and punish Wen!

He didn't say these four words in a sonorous and powerful way, but he was confident.

Only he knew that the change brought to him by breaking through the Mahayana realm could be described as a complete transformation!

He was already full of confidence in dealing with Wen Li!

After all, Li Qingsong had fought with Wen Li several times over the years, but he didn't kill Li Qingsong directly, which meant that although Wen Li was strong, he was not strong enough to easily crush Li Qingsong.

And he felt that he could.

"Okay!"

Xiao Zi was immediately excited, and Dugu Wenhun also showed his expectation.

Song Jinyuan took this opportunity to say, "Fang Wang, the Guardian Sect sent someone to find you and wanted to invite you to join the Guardian Sect. He said that Fang Jing and Fang Bai had already joined the sect. The Guardian Sect was only temporary. When the Stealing Heaven Saint Sect was destroyed, it would be disbanded and would not bind anyone. Do you want to meet him?"

If it were someone else, he would have refused for Fang Wang a long time ago, but since it was about the Guardian Sect, he felt it was necessary to say it.

When Fang Wang heard the names of Fang Jing and Fang Bai, he immediately nodded and said, "Let him come."

"Now?"

"Yes."

Fang Wang nodded and jumped up. He landed on the eaves, stretched his body and enjoyed the sunshine.

Song Jinyuan immediately went to ask for help.

Soon, Wu Lin from the Guardian Sect came. He stood in front of the attic and looked up at Fang Wang on the roof.

Fang Wang, dressed in white, stood there, like an immortal in the mortal world. The Heavenly Dragon Crown held two spiritual energies, and the white clothes fluttered slightly, which was very extraordinary. Wu Lin had never seen such a strange man.

"Why did you invite my son to join the Guardian of Heaven? What do you need my son to do after joining?"

Xiao Zi lay on Fang Wang's shoulder and asked.

Wu Lin secretly admired him. He was worthy of being the Sword Saint of Great Qi. Even the snake on his shoulder looked extraordinary.

Wu Lin immediately answered with a fist, told Shen Buhui's instructions, and told him the effect of the Dragon Mountain All Things Haoqi Jue.

Hearing that the Guardian of Heaven wanted to borrow Fang Wang's luck, Dugu Wenhun smiled, and Song Jinyuan frowned.

Zhao Zhen said with a smile: "Gathering luck to fight against the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect, even if the luck will return, it also means that your leader is not absolutely sure to deal with the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect, right?"

Wu Lin hesitated and said: "The Heaven-stealing Holy Sect is ravaging the continent, and the old demon Wen Li is even more arrogant. Who can be absolutely sure?"

"My son has it!"

Xiao Zi glared at Wu Lin, very angry.

Fang Wang smiled softly and said: "Okay, this matter is not his fault. He is just a messenger. Go back and tell your leader that I will not join the sect. I will go directly to the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect and kill Wen Li. Maybe you have not returned to the Heaven-protecting Sect, and Wen Li has fallen."

Wu Lin was stunned.

"By the way, do you know where the nest of the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect is?" Fang Wang remembered something and asked.

Wu Lin shook his head and said, "The whereabouts of the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect are cunning. Although their bases are everywhere in the north, no one knows where their headquarters is. A senior once searched the soul, and the monk was cursed by the Five Saints and died on the spot."

Fang Wang smiled and waved his hand when he heard it, indicating that he could leave.

Song Jinyuan immediately pulled him away, his whole face black.

No wonder this kid had to wait until he saw Fang Wang to tell him his purpose. It turned out that he had this idea.

Wu Lin wanted to resist, but his cultivation was not as good as Song Jinyuan, and Fang Wang was here, so he didn't dare to do anything.

An hour later, Fang Wang found Gu Tianxiong and Gu Li, chatted with them for a while, and explained his intention to leave.

The father and daughter wanted to follow Fang Wang to the north, but he was rejected because his goal was the nest of the Heaven-stealing Holy Sect.

That day, the news that Fang Wang was going north spread.

The next morning, Fang Wang took Xiao Zi and flew north, followed by Dugu Wenhun, while Chu Yin was left in Jiantianze to continue his training.

This time, Fang Wang did not use Xiao Zi as a mount, because Xiao Zi's speed was not as fast as his.

Dugu Wenhun followed behind Fang Wang, looking at his back, and secretly sighed: "It's so neat and tidy, worthy of the name of Tiandao."

He felt that Fang Wang was concerned about the common people and didn't want to waste more time, which made him admire Fang Wang even more.

There are countless strong people in the world, but there are very few strong people with great righteousness. Although the Sword Saint is not strong, he can be remembered by him, which shows how high the Sword Saint's personality charm is.

In the past, he felt sorry for the Sword Saint. If the Sword Saint had a top talent, then the world would be lucky, and there would be one more land immortal in the world.

Now it seems that Fang Wang is a Sword Saint with a top talent.

Of course, he is not as stubborn as the Sword Saint.

Dugu Wenhun was quite critical of the attitude of not killing. Some people deserved to be killed. Killing them would benefit the people.

…

In the spacious and dark hall, Wen Li, the leader of the Heaven-stealing Sect, was sitting on the ice bed. He kept practicing with his hands, and the devilish energy surrounded his body. The huge eye on his chest kept turning, which looked very strange.

In the darkness behind him, there was still a mysterious ghost swaying, huge and terrifying, and constantly deforming, sometimes running like a person, sometimes running like a beast.

"Your heart is in turmoil, what are you afraid of?"

A cold voice sounded, and it was hard to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

Wen Li closed his eyes and said, "The matter has become a big deal, beyond my control, and it has gone decades faster than the original plan. In the dark, perhaps there is some variable affecting me."

"Oh? Who do you think it is? Li Qingsong from Jianglong Mountain, or the Peacock Saint King who threatened you before, or the only stain on the Heaven-stealing Saint Sect, Fang Wang?"

"I don't know, but my uneasiness is getting stronger and stronger."

"So you want to take a risk?"

"The piles of bones under my feet will not allow me to fail. No matter who the variable is, the Heaven-stealer can make the variable a constant!"

"The Heaven-stealing Mysterious Art is interdependent in fortune and disaster, and must be used with caution."

Wen Li no longer answered, his hands kept changing moves, and the surging demonic energy seemed to become violent.

The hall fell into silence.

...

Dusk fell, and the red clouds filled the air.

A white light rushed over, and not long after, another figure followed closely behind, it was Fang Wang and Dugu Wenhun.

They flew over dozens of dynasties and traveled an unknown distance. If they encountered civilians being harmed by demon cultivators along the way, Fang Wang would take action. As for the fights between cultivators, as long as they were not under the banner of the Heaven-stealing Holy Religion, he would not bother to intervene.

There was an ancient city in the forest ahead, with demon cultivators sitting on the city wall.

Almost all the cultivators within a thousand miles were demon cultivators. Fang Wang didn't know where the Heaven-stealing Saint Sect was, so he rushed to the place where the demon cultivators gathered.

On the city wall, a demon cultivator suddenly noticed the situation in the sky. Just as he was about to speak, a gust of wind whistled, shocking the demon cultivators on the city wall to raise their arms to cover their faces.

The demon cultivator who first discovered the abnormal situation froze, his face full of cold sweat, and his pupils were dilated. He saw a hand on his shoulder, making him unable to move.

The other demon cultivators put down their arms and looked carefully. They saw Fang Wang's figure, and they were so scared that they immediately condensed their life treasure spirits and prepared to fight.

"If you want to die, do it!"

Xiao Zi, who was lying on Fang Wang's shoulder, sneered. The demon cultivators saw the purple snake carrying a gourd on its back and looked weird.

At this time, Dugu Wenhun followed and flew over. He didn't restrain his momentum like Fang Wang. The pressure of the ninth level of the Mahayana realm made the demon cultivators feel as if they were facing a sky collapse.