The fishing village is called Xunliao, and it is a very ordinary village, with a total of only a few hundred households, not too many and not too little, and there are some monks among them.

Although the cultivation realm of these monks was very low, and the strongest one was only in the body refining realm, they also found that Fang Zong's body was extremely strong, invulnerable, invulnerable, and invulnerable, so they immediately decided that Fang Zong was a great power.

And what they did was to send the news to an immortal island outside the village, and it should be that there were also cultivators there, and they might be able to find out some clues.

However, the monks of this fishing village worshipped Fang Zong as an immortal, and their purpose was obvious, that is, they hoped that Fang Zong, a great power, would be able to give him some guidance after awakening.

Even if Fang Zong wanted to give guidance now, he was probably powerless, after all, his injuries had not healed yet.

Judging from the news that he used the power of Shura to investigate, it would take half a month for the cultivators of the Refining Realm in the fishing village to come back at the earliest, and this time was enough for Fang Zong's injuries to recover to a certain extent.

In the ancestral hall of the fishing village where Fang Zong was lying, he continued to absorb the aura of heaven and earth around him to recover from his injuries.

After half a month of wind and sun on the fishing boat, the power of pure yang had already recovered to a certain extent in his dream world, and Fang Zong's dream incarnation had gradually become stronger with the essence of the Fountain of Youth.

It's just that the broken dream world has always made it impossible for Fang Zong to use the power of the dream smoothly.

On this day and night, the ancestral hall was bright, but the moonlight was bright and bright, illuminating it, and a trace of the essence of the moon was pulled by the power of the dream, and gradually fell into Fang Zong's body, becoming the nourishment for his physical recovery.

Tonight's ancestral hall in the fishing village seems to be a little uneven.

A figure quietly climbed in from outside the wall, jumped into the ancestral hall, and tiptoed to the altar where Fang Zong was placed.

This person's movements are very vigorous, not at all like an ordinary person, but more like a monk in the realm of body refining.

His name is Qiao Lao Er, and he is a rare master of the Body Refining Realm in the fishing village.

But seeing Qiao Lao Er come to Fang Zong, he sighed softly and said apologetically: "This immortal, there is no wonder. Anyway, your old man is already unconscious, so you shouldn't need the treasures on your body, right? ”

"Treasure?" Fang Zong was surprised when he heard this, he didn't have any treasures on his body.

Before, he had left the storage rings containing most of the resources in the dream world, and now he only has a dozen storage rings left in the dream world, but there are not too many treasures in them, some are only spirit stones, pills, some dragon marrow and so on.

The Demon God Sword has been left behind in the battle with Tong, but the divine blood left by the Demon Emperors of the past dynasties is still there, in addition, many treasures taught to him by the Thief One God Monarch are also still there.

Thinking of this, Fang Zong was also a little helpless before.

The Qinghuang Sword Washing Wine given to him by the Thief One Divine Monarch is naturally extremely powerful, but unfortunately, his strength is too low, and he will only kill himself first, otherwise Fang Zong will not come

Yu was forced to this point.

It's just that there are obviously no treasures on his body, why did this Qiao Lao Er run to find it?

Fang Zong's heart was full of doubts, so he watched Qiao Lao Er tiptoe to his right side, and reached out to grope on his right hand.

"Hmm, it's strange, why isn't it there? I obviously saw a crystal-like ring here before!" Qiao Lao Er exclaimed softly, and hurriedly wanted to grope around Fang Zong's body.

Fang Zong saw that this guy still had to move an inch, so he opened his eyes suddenly.

"Huh, immortal, ...... Are you awake?" Qiao Lao Er suddenly saw a pair of bright eyes staring at him, and was immediately startled.

However, in just an instant, his eyes met Fang Zong's eyes.

At the moment when his eyes met, for some reason, Qiao Lao Er actually felt that Fang Zong's eyes seemed to contain a starry sky, unfathomable, and there was a faint suction, directly inhaling his consciousness into it.

In just two breaths, he was completely lost in Fang Zong's illusionary transformation.

Fang Zong sighed lightly and said, "Seeing that you are just greedy for money, I won't kill you, let's sleep well here!" Under his order, Qiao Laoer's body collapsed on the ground and fell asleep.

"Alas, I thought I could meditate and recuperate, but it seems that it is still too luxurious. Fang Zong shook his head helplessly and came down from the altar.

The ancestral hall of this fishing village is very clean, there is still the smell of incense around it, and the walls of the ancestral hall are painted with some murals of the ancestors of the fishing village, which looks a little eerie and terrible in the howling night wind.

Fang Zong didn't have the slightest fear, but he didn't expect that there were injuries on his feet, and the injuries were quite serious, every step he took would lead to a movement of his whole body, causing severe pain all over his body.

"It seems that the recovery of the power of pure yang alone is not enough!" Fang Zong pondered for a moment, the power of Shura was emanated, and seeing that there was no one around, he summoned the dream incarnation from the dream world, and his deity entered the dream world.

Fang Zong's dream realm incarnation was not very powerful, but it was the slightest bit of freedom of movement, and his strength was probably about two or three times in the Qi Condensation Realm.

This kind of strength was easy to deal with the cultivators in the fishing village, but Fang Zong didn't have any ill will towards the people in the fishing village, no matter what, it was the fishermen here who salvaged him.

The dream incarnation recognized a direction, and flew away, the void formation flickered under his feet, and he left this fishing village with Fang Zong in an instant.

And Fang Zong's deity jumped into the fountain of immortality after entering the dream world.

The vitality essence of the Fountain of Immortality continued to pour into his body, although he had been unwilling to enter the Fountain of Immortality in the past, but now that he was soaking in it, Fang Zong could feel the amazing effect of it.

Under the nourishment of the Fountain of Youth, his physical body recovered rapidly, and the broken meridians and broken dantian were also slowly recovering.

Fang Zong picked up the clear fountain of immortality with both hands, and without too much entanglement, he tried to take a sip.

"The taste is sweet, there is a peach blossom aroma, and it is quite delicious. "Fang

After drinking, he was a little embarrassed, but in the past, he firmly told Meng Ling'er and these goblins that even if he died, he would not enter the Fountain of Youth, and he would never drink the spring water of the Fountain of Youth.

Fang Zong sighed: "It's okay, they weren't seen by Ling'er and them, otherwise they would have to die of laughter." ”

Even so, the vitality of the Fountain of Immortality was much more useful to him now than the elixir, and the life essence in it could be absorbed by his body without even how to refine it.

Then he took out some more Dream Pills, and kept stuffing them into his mouth like swallowing beans.

With Fang Zong's current dream cultivation, the effect of the Dream Pill is no longer great, but it is better than nothing, and this is also the way for him to quickly recover the power of the dream realm.

Fang Zong's dream incarnation was controlled by the Taixu Formation, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the end of the fishing village.

"It turns out that this is also an island!" Fang Zong groaned.

The island where this fishing village is located is not very large, but as far as the eye can see, it is full of ocean, and even if you look at it, you can't see the edge.

Fang Zong immediately urged the Taixu Formation Pattern again, and came to the dock on the island in an instant.

"I wonder if there will be any maps or anything like that on this ship?" Fang Zong searched again, but found nothing.

This can't help but make Fang Zong helpless.

Couldn't he even leave the island now?

Not to mention leaving this place, it is impossible to understand which big area this place is, and in desperation, Fang Zong stepped on the golden light and came to the house of the old man with the highest cultivation in the fishing village.

As soon as he approached the old man's residence, Fang Zong heard a voice of vicissitudes coming from the five kinds: "The presence of the Immortal Master really makes the Humble House shine! ”

"Squeak......

The door was gently pushed open, revealing several cultivators from the fishing village inside.

Most of their cultivation is only in the Body Refining Realm, and even the strongest old man only has the strength of the five grades of the Body Refining Realm.

This kind of strength is naturally considered a strong person among ordinary people, but in the vast cultivation world, it is vulnerable.

Even Fang Zong's extremely weak dream incarnation at this time could easily kill them.

Therefore, Fang Zong Ling was not afraid and strode into the wooden house.

"Hehehe, I didn't expect this small fishing village to hide dragons and crouching tigers, and someone can find my traces, it's really amazing. Fang Zong unceremoniously pulled over a chair and sat down with a big slash.

An oil lamp was lit in the room, the light was dim, and in the room were the cultivators of the five fishing villages, among which an old man had the highest cultivation and had reached the realm of the five grades of the body refining realm.

However, what surprised Fang Zong was that among the five cultivators, one of them was only thirteen or fourteen years old, but his strength was only weaker than that of the old man, as if he had reached the fourth rank of the Body Refining Realm, in such a place, this should be regarded as a genius.

And the young man was staring at Fang Zong with some trepidation, as if he was very afraid of Fang Zong.

"Hmm, it turned out to be him, but it was a little surprising!" Fang Zong

found that this young man had seen him on the fishing boat, and at that time, Fang Zong's Shura power had not yet recovered, so he could only feel it casually with his spiritual sense, but he didn't see that this young man actually had such a cultivation.

The old man's shriveled face barely squeezed out a smile, and said weakly: "In front of the immortal master, how can we be regarded as some kind of hidden dragon and crouching tiger? It's just that I didn't expect the immortal master to decide to wake up so quickly, which surprised the old man. ”

Fang Zong grinned and said, "If someone hadn't disturbed my healing, I wouldn't have woken up so soon." ”

"But what about Qiao Er, he really shouldn't have disturbed the immortal master. "The old man is a little weak, and it seems that he has not much to live.

"Don't worry, I didn't kill him, I just made him faint, old man, you can hear from your words, you seem to know early in the morning that I can wake up?"

Fang Zong's eyes were a little grim and asked.

The moment his eyes became indifferent, a suffocating killing intent enveloped everything in the room, except for the old man, the other four cultivators' faces changed drastically, and in just a moment, there was a cold sweat on their backs, and their hearts were extremely frightened.

The young man hurriedly stepped forward, knelt down to Fang Zong, and begged: "No, no, no, Immortal Master, please don't misunderstand, I told the clan elders about this matter, it has nothing to do with them, and please don't kill them!"

"Hmm, did you tell them, did you notice that I was awake all the time when I was on the boat?" Fang Zong asked suspiciously.

The young man nodded and said, "Yes, I found out when I was on the boat, Immortal Master, you have been absorbing the power of the sun and the moon, because every time you get close to your body during the day, you will always feel warm inexplicably, and at night you will feel very cold, I think this must be the result of your practice." ”

Fang Zong showed a hint of surprise, he didn't expect this young man to be able to observe such a subtle change.

"It seems that you are quite powerful, but if I can't wake up, does it have anything to do with you waiting for me here?" Fang Zong asked.

The young man gritted his teeth and said with tears in his eyes: "Immortal Master, I want to ask you to save the clan elder." ”

But as soon as he said this, the old man opened his eyes, and a wave of anger appeared in his eyes, and he actually picked up his cane and smashed it.

The old man has the fivefold cultivation of the body refining realm, and as soon as he makes a move, he has a huge force of hundreds of catties, even if it is a wooden cane, it is loud to smash it out.

He was furious, like a lion awakened from a deep sleep, and shouted angrily, "Qiao Lin, I asked you to come here, did you want to say such things? I just wanted the Immortal Master to help me take you to the Penglai Sect to practice, so I let you come!"

(End of chapter)

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