Chapter 58: Southern Heavenly King Cao Ran

A large lake is surrounded by mountains. The lake is filled with mist, and the clear water reflects the peaks, just like a fairyland on earth.

Fang Wang walked to the lake to meditate, feeling the spiritual energy in this area. He smiled and praised: "Yes, it is indeed an excellent place for cultivation."

Xiao Zi breathed a sigh of relief. Fang Wang did not speak along the way, and from time to time he exuded a sense of hostility, which frightened him.

"You can do whatever you want. I will practice here next."

After Fang Wang said this, he began to practice and absorb qi.

He needed to calm his mind by absorbing qi. The air here is fresh, and looking around can make him feel open-minded.

Xiao Zi immediately left Fang Wang's chest, looked back at Fang Wang, spit out his snake tongue a few times, and then left silently.

It was still early before the half-year deadline, and Fang Wang had gained enough. It was also a good choice to meditate here.

Half an hour later, he opened his eyes and looked at the scenery on the lake to absorb qi.

The mountains and rivers looked mysterious and psychedelic under the cover of fog. Ripples appeared on the lake from time to time, and occasionally fish jumped out of the lake. Everything looked so beautiful.

After staying in the Heavenly Palace for more than 400 years, I never get tired of looking at such mountains and rivers.

In this way, the sun sets and the moon rises, and the days pass by.

Fang Wang sat by the lake without getting up, watching the fog dissipate and rise, watching the scorching sun rise in the east and set in the west, and the anger in his heart was dissipating.

Xiao Zi came back every few days, bringing back all kinds of natural treasures every time. Although Fang Wang rested, it didn't dare to stop. It felt that only by actively paying, Fang Wang would not change his mind.

One month later.

Fang Wang's mood returned to normal. Xiao Zi obviously felt that he smiled more, which made him less nervous.

One day, Xiao Zi had just left, and Fang Wang took out the golden scale white feather robe and began to refine the master recognition restriction inside.

With the real fighting skills, his perception of the magic weapon was far better than before, and he quickly found the master recognition restriction.

The restrictions of the golden scale white feather robe are extremely complex, and it is very difficult to recognize the master. If it were him before, it would take a long time to control it, but he who has practiced the great perfection of the true fighting skill has refined it smoothly.

Three hours later.

This treasure, which is at least a top-grade magic weapon, recognized him as the master. He stood up, and the golden scale white feather robe floating in front of him was directly attached to him, and golden light burst out, drowning his figure.

Two breaths later, the golden light dissipated, and Fang Wang had put on the golden scale white feather robe. In the sun, the golden scales on the robe were shining, and the wide sleeves and hems were like white feathers fluttering, and he was extremely handsome. There was also visible golden dragon energy surrounding his body, just like an immortal descending to the world.

Fang Wang only felt as light as a swallow. The golden scale white feather robe can automatically absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. There is a protective restriction inside, which will be automatically triggered when attacked.

After wearing this robe, he felt in great condition, and he could even guide the golden scale white feather robe to store his spiritual power.

What a treasure!

Fang Wang liked it more and more. He was curious about the defense of the golden scale white feather robe, but he couldn't experiment in the Great Sage Cave Heaven.

With a thought, the golden scale white feather robe disappeared into his Taiyuan Sect disciple robe. He could feel the golden scale white feather robe turned into a thin film attached to his body, and he could summon it at any time.

Convenient!

Fang Wang was in a better mood after obtaining such a treasure.

He did not continue to practice Qi absorption, but went to the woods not far away to cut a branch, then made it into a fishing rod, and used the roots of long grass to make fishing line.

He prepared to go fishing and relax for a few days.

Not long after, he sat by the lake and started fishing.

Without using spiritual power, he sat for half a day, and finally caught a fish at dusk. Unfortunately, he used too much force, and when he pulled it out, there was only a fish mouth on the hook.

Although he failed, Fang Wang found fun.

Three days later, Xiao Zi returned and saw him fishing, and he suspected that he was possessed.

"I don't know which evil spirit it is..."

Xiao Zi thought worriedly. After being cursed with the soul, it had no choice but to follow Fang Wang.

During this period, Fang Wang could feel that Xiao Zi's demonic energy was rapidly increasing. It was probably caused by swallowing the flesh and blood of the black dragon. He did not point it out, and Xiao Zi did not talk about it.

Another half a month passed.

The peaceful days were finally broken.

In the early morning, the majestic fog on the lake surface surged violently, and the wind whistled, blowing Fang Wang's black hair and his robes fluttering.

Xiao Zi, who was sleeping beside him, was also awakened. When he looked up, the little snake head showed a panic expression.

"Are you Fang Wang from Taiyuan Sect? It's really easy for me to find you!"

A cold voice resounded through the mountains and echoed on the lake.

The fog was like a huge wave, and a figure appeared in the vision of Fang Wang and Xiao Zi. It was a middle-aged man wearing a loose black robe with blood-red flame patterns. He had disheveled hair and a bronze forehead guard with a red jade bead on it. He had leopard eyes and thick eyebrows, slightly dark skin, and a savage smile on his face, like a human ghost.

Fang Wang had never seen this person before, but he could feel that his aura was very strong, slightly stronger than the black dragon he had encountered before.

"Who are you?"

Fang Wang stood up and asked.

He could no longer remember the scene when he entered the Great Sage Cave Heaven. He didn't know if he had seen this person before, let alone which sect this person came from.

"Jinxiao Sect, Southern Heavenly King, Cao Ran!"

The black-robed man sneered, looking down at Fang Wang with a playful look on his face.

"I heard that Taiyuan Sect has produced an eternal genius who can defeat the ninth level of the Spirit Pill Realm after three years of practice. Someone wants to buy your head. Don't you mind if I take it away?"

Jinxiao Sect?

Fang Wang always felt as if he had heard of it. What he could be sure of was that Jinxiao Sect was not one of the nine major sects in the Great Qi Immortal Cultivation World.

No matter what the origin of Jinxiao Sect was, Fang Wang would not sit and wait for death!

He raised his right hand, and the hilt of the Tianhong Sword appeared in his palm out of thin air. He grasped it, and golden light appeared on his body, and a golden scale white feather robe emerged.

Cao Ran frowned when he saw his outfit.

Xiao Zi was excited. He didn't expect Fang Wang to have mastered this treasure. This robe was at least a top-grade magic weapon!

Cao Ran gave him a feeling of extreme danger, which made him very nervous just now. Now he saw Fang Wang summon the golden scale white feather robe, and his heart was at ease.

Fang Wang soared up and came to the same height as Cao Ran in the air. The Tianhong Sword in his hand burst out with a white blade, which made Cao Ran's pupils shrink.

This kid...

is not simple!

Cao Ran has lived for hundreds of years and can see the extraordinary features of the Tianhong Sword and the golden scale white feather robe at a glance.

High-level treasure spirit, top-grade magic weapon!

He still made a bottom-line judgment and could not judge the specific grades of the two treasures.

Cao Ran said nothing and raised his right arm. A large tripod appeared above his head out of thin air. This was a three-legged black tripod with mysterious patterns carved on the surface. When this tripod came out, bursts of black air surged out of it, like a group of evil demons rushing out.

"Although I have just been seriously injured and my realm has fallen, I have at least reached the fifth level of the Xuanxin Realm. Boy, today I will let you see how high the sky is in the world of immortal cultivation. You are nothing without growth!"

Cao Ran laughed angrily, and slapped Fang Wang with his right palm. The black gas gushing out of the cauldron turned into a huge black tiger head, roaring and killing Fang Wang.

The speed was extremely fast!

Fang Wang seemed to have no time to dodge, and was hit head-on by the black gas tiger head. The black gas broke and drowned him.

Cao Ran frowned, and disdain appeared in his eyes.

Just then!

The rolling black gas suddenly dispersed, and a white sword energy came, shocking Cao Ran to jump to dodge. The sword energy flew across, cutting the majestic fog on the lake in half, and hit the distant mountain peaks all the way. The mountain wall exploded, rubble flew, dust flew, and the mountain top was almost cut off.

Cao Ran turned his head and looked. The black air dissipated, and Fang Wang's figure was revealed. Golden dragon air surrounded the golden scales and white feathers. He raised his right arm horizontally, and the white blade of the rainbow sword was extremely dazzling. At this moment, Fang Wang's momentum suddenly changed, and even his eyes changed.

What kind of eyes were those?

Cao Ran had escaped death many times and experienced countless dangers, but it was the first time he saw such eyes, and his heart trembled.

"This kid..."

Cao Ran raised his hand and grabbed the foot of the big tripod, mobilized his spiritual power, and his black robe fluttered violently.

Fang Wang just deliberately took the attack and tested the defense of the golden scales and white feathers.

As a result, the attack of the fifth level of the mysterious heart realm could not break his defense.

That's it?

Fang Wang simply stopped acting and directly used the real fighting skills. At this moment, he only had the will to fight. In his eyes, Cao Ran was already a dead man!

Sword shapes appeared out of thin air around him. As the number of sword shapes increased, his momentum rose steadily. The golden dragon energy even made a dragon roar sound, and the lake below was covered with waves. The momentum was terrifying.