When he was eight years old, Fang Xing was almost beheaded!

In fact, when he had already been escorted to the execution ground, the executioner raised the ghost head knife in his hand, and Fang Xingzheng's voice trembled and shouted: "Others will be a good man in eighteen years, master...... After the reincarnation of the young master, as long as he can run, he will be a good man......" Then when the executioner's knife fell, the eldest uncle came with the people in the Ghost Smoke Valley and saved him.

"How did you feel at that time?"

Fang Xing seemed to have forgotten the content of the beheading diagram, and his mind began to drift away.

Afraid......

Unlike the person in this beheading picture, the person in the decapitation picture has no fear, and what impresses him the most is fear.

No one can be in that situation without feeling fear!

In fact, not being scared to pee his pants at that time has always been the thing that Fang Xing is most proud of.

The bandits in the Ghost Smoke Valley obviously admired Fang Xing's expression at that time.

After the eldest uncle killed the executioner, he immediately lifted Fang Xing up, smelled it in his crotch, and laughed and said: "Good job, Brother Xing is good, he was almost cut off his head, he didn't pee his pants, he is worthy of being a good man who grew up with us!" Then the bandits who came with the big uncle cheered in unison, cheering and applauding Fang Xing's bravery.

It was also on that night that after returning to Ghost Smoke Valley, the eldest uncle officially promoted himself to the tenth thief in Ghost Smoke Valley.

That respect can be said to have been earned by Fang Xing with his own guts!

It's just that the beheaded immortal didn't have a feeling of fear, and of course he couldn't resonate with him.

What was the other emotion at that time besides fear?

Fang Xing continued to reminisce.

Regret?

Do you regret that you shouldn't have sneaked out of Ghost Smoke Valley and played around in the city?

Probably not!

Hate?

Hate the catcher who caught himself?

Neither is it!

Could it be...... Wrath?

Fang Xing felt that he had grasped an important point, there was nothing wrong with it, it should be anger!

At that time, he was just walking around the city, and accidentally bumped into a rich young master, so he asked the evil slave next to him to break his two legs, and then in a fit of rage, he snatched a pig-killing knife from the meat stall and stabbed him to death.

After that, he was arrested and quickly arrested, and after being locked up for three days, he was sent to the beheading table.

I was furious!

Why?

Are you destined to let him break his legs?

Could it be that the other party drew a long sword and wanted to slash at his neck, and he should let him cut it?

That feeling of anger gradually became clear in Fang Xing's heart, and he clenched his little fist fiercely.

It was a kind of anger mixed with despair, and unlike ordinary anger, it almost reached the bones and seeped into the blood.

"That's what it feels ......"

Fang Xing gritted his teeth and suddenly looked at the beheading diagram.

At this moment, something seemed to move in the picture, and it attracted the spiritual power in Fang Xing's body.

That's the indomitable meaning of the picture!

It triggered the spiritual power in Fang Xing's body, and it began to tremble and start burning!

The spiritual power turned into fire, and with a surging momentum, it burned in Fang Xing's body, as if it was about to burn a qiē, including himself!

"Bad ......"

When he felt the crazy burning fire in his body, Fang Xing suddenly woke up, but he couldn't control the momentum.

The fire burning in Fang Xing's body is a manifestation of anger.

This kind of fire is formed by spiritual power, burning a qiē, even including Fang Xing himself, inadvertently, Fang Xing inspired this fire intent, it can also be said that he has successfully comprehended half of the true intention of the person who left the beheading diagram at the beginning, but this is not enough, there is anger alone, but there is no way to control it, the result can only be to burn himself, the same as the previous two disciples who turned into ashes.

The meridians were in severe pain, and the internal organs seemed to be on fire, burning brighter and stronger.

Fang Xing was horrified, trying his best to calm his mood, hoping that the flames would subside with his anger.

However, it is useless, this kind of fire is incomparably crazy, and once it appears, it cannot be stopped.

"Do you want to die here?"

Fang Xing was frightened, his little face was already red, the clothes on his body had become extremely dry, and even the smell of burnt paste had appeared, and his hair had become curly, as if it had been burned by flames. His skin turned red, and he could even see that under his skin, there were bright flames that appeared and disappeared from time to time, as if the real flame in his body was burning, as if it was about to rush out of his body.

Under this intense pain, Fang Xing was not completely panicked and controlled his mind, but quickly turned his mind.

This is also one of his skills, because he has gone through a lot of dangers, and his mind is far stronger than ordinary people, so when he is on the verge of death, he will not panic, but try to calm himself down as much as possible and think about how to save himself.

"Will everyone who understands this picture be burned to death?"

"No, there should be a way to save yourself......"

"Yes, in this picture, there is not only the blood of immortals, but also the sword of heavenly will......"

"The Heavenly Will Sword is stronger than this immortal's blood, because it was this sword that cut off this immortal's head......"

Fang Xing's mind flashed with inspiration, and when he thought of this, he immediately looked at the map again.

Soon, he felt the illusion again......

On the beheading platform, the unyielding immortal was furious, looking up to the sky, but a sword light flew and beheaded this head!

Fang Xing endured the burning of the flames in his body, looked carefully, and felt the sword light.

It was a sword light that was all over the world, like a sword coming from the west, without a trace.

In fact, if it weren't for the sword light imprinted by this decapitation diagram, with Fang Xing's knowledge, he wouldn't have been able to see this sword light at all.

The beheading diagram imprinted the unyielding anger of a beheaded person before his death, and also through the unyielding anger of this person, it imprinted this sword light that could not be left on paper, the true meaning of the sword, and the fireworks of anger complement each other and balance each other.

Fang Xing looked intently at the sword light, the more he looked at it, the more mysterious it became, and the more he looked at it, the more ethereal it became.

That sword light deeply attracted him, and even the intense pain of burning his body with anger in his body faded......

Gradually, a cool and sharp feeling entered his body, and the flames that almost burned half of his body were gradually extinguished as if they had been poured a scoop of ice water head-on when they touched this cool sword intent......

"Haha...... Cough...... Father...... Enlightened ......"

Fang Xing suddenly laughed wildly, jumped up directly, and danced with his hands.

But as soon as he shouted that, he became dizzy and fell to the ground.

The burning of the flames in his body had already caused him to suffer severe burns, and the meridians and organs in his body were full of holes.

"Huh?"

Bai Qianzhang, a white-haired young man sitting cross-legged outside the cave, heard Fang Xing's painful laughter in his ears, his heart moved, and he appeared in the cave in an instant, looked down, and was taken aback, he hurriedly leaned over, hugged Fang Xing, who was almost burned to death, and quickly crossed a spiritual power into his body, and then raised his fingers, and several bottles of good spiritual liquid appeared between his fingers, and fed him all of them.

"He showed the symptoms of burning his body with flames, but he didn't lose his life, could it be said that he really understood it?"

A hint of hope flashed in Bai Qianzhang's heart, and he hugged Fang Xing to a jade bed in the cave mansion, his face full of relief.

"The thousand-year-old life is coming to an end, can you finally solve this mystery before you die?"

Bai Qianzhang showed a slightly bitter smile on his face: "Is there still a chance to break through the bottleneck?"

Fang Xing had been asleep for three days and three nights before he woke up, only to feel that his body was cold, but there was a trace of anger, and it was infiltrating into his body from under himself, he opened his eyes, only to feel that his body was empty, and his spiritual power was almost consumed, almost trickling down, but his body seemed to have extremely powerful strength, and it seemed that he could punch a thousand catties without using spiritual power.

Sitting up, Fang Xing saw that he was lying on a jade bed, and the slightest hint of anger was the jade bed that had infiltrated into his body.

Because the spiritual power in his body was depleted, he was extremely eager to replenish his spiritual power, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to the back of his head to take the wine gourd he put in the Dongtian Ring, where there was still half a gourd of spiritual wine, which was the best to replenish spiritual power.

But when I looked into it, I was taken aback, and my face changed.

His hair has been scattered, and the Cave Ring used to bind his hair is gone!

"Are you looking for this gourd?"

A faint voice sounded, but it was the white-haired young man who walked in at some point, holding a purple gourd in his hand, slowly placed it on the jade bed beside Fang Xing, looked at Fang Xing with interest, and said, "Probably the entire Qingyun Sect is thinking, what secret did you know to be able to cultivate so quickly, but this secret was accidentally discovered by me!"

Fang Xing was taken aback, thinking to himself that he had discovered that he had cultivated the Taishang Transformation Spirit Sutra?