Chapter 280: You May Not Understand This Skill Better than Me

"The Great Sage's natal treasure spirit? Could it be hiding the Great Sage's residual soul?" Fang Wang asked. He was not interested in magic weapons.

He had nine natal treasure spirits, so he didn't need to pursue magic weapons. He only wanted to pursue the world's unique skills and then integrate them into his own heavenly law.

Hong Xianer replied, "Yes, it was transformed after the Great Sage passed away. The Holy Treasure will give birth to a treasure spirit with a new spiritual wisdom. So far, I have not heard of the Great Sage using the Holy Treasure to seize the body of the treasure holder."

Fang Wang shook his head and said, "Forget it, I am not interested. If you want to go, go ahead."

Hong Xianer is in the Sky-Stepping Realm, and she is a talent in the 100,000 years.

Hong Xianer looked at him steadily and said with emotion, "Yes, with your talent, you should disdain the Holy Treasure. It seems that you have never used magic weapons, and you have used your own treasure spirit. I really envy you. If the Nine-Life Treasure Spirit is shaped into nine different types of treasure spirits, then there is really no need for magic weapons."

Fang Wang smiled and said, "In fact, I don't think you need it either."

"I still have to go. Even if I don't like it, I can leave it to the Great Oracle Dynasty. Since the death of my father, many old monsters in the Great Oracle Dynasty have left. On the surface, the Great Oracle Dynasty has not been affected, but in fact, the top forces in secret have decreased by nearly 50%." Hong Xianer sighed.

Fang Wang couldn't comfort her, so he could only wish her success.

Hong Xianer talked to Fang Wang about cultivation. She has not given up the Wuxiangwuwu Zhoutian Gong. Although it is difficult, she does not believe in evil and must learn it. So in addition to cultivation, she will study the Wuxiangwuwu Zhoutian Gong.

Fang Wang patiently instructed her and told her about her understanding of Wuxiangwuwu Zhoutian Gong. Just a few words benefited her a lot. After less than half an hour of chatting, she left excitedly.

Before leaving, she excitedly said: "Fang Wang, you are really a genius. If the creator of this skill meets you, he will definitely want to take you as a disciple."

Fang Wang looked at her leaving back and thought to himself: "The great power that created Wuxiangwuwu Zhoutian Gong may not understand this skill better than me."

Then, Fang Wang continued to practice.

If he could break through to the supernatural realm before leaving the Great Oracle Divine Dynasty, that would be the best!

...

At noon, the sun shone in a mansion.

In a small pavilion, two people were sitting opposite each other drinking tea, one of whom was the Taoist priest Chunqiu from Dihai.

Taoist priest Chunqiu picked up the teacup and blew the hot air from it, his posture was casual.

Sitting opposite him was an old man with white hair and a childlike face, a hunched back, and even when sitting, he was leaning on a cane with both hands.

"Master, it seems that Fang Wang has no intention of leaving. If he doesn't leave, won't the time come?" The old man asked in a hoarse voice.

Taoist Chunqiu smiled and said, "Fang Wang's luck is already established. If he wants to succeed, he must avoid his edge. However, the catastrophe of the Great Oracle Dynasty will come sooner or later. As long as the catastrophe is big enough, Fang Wang may not be able to stop it."

The old man narrowed his eyes and asked, "What kind of catastrophe is it? What can I do?"

Taoist Chunqiu said, "Just wait and see. If you enter the game too early, it will be difficult to get out. After all, Fang Wang is the biggest variable. Throughout the ages, there are not many such variables. Everyone succeeded, either becoming the most powerful saint in the world, or ascending to dominate the world in the upper realm. When facing Fang Wang, you must always have a A heart that cannot be defeated, once relaxed, will only harm you. "

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "How dare I fight with him, but he insisted on protecting the Great Oracle Dynasty, and I was also anxious."

"Don't say that I am, many saints and emperors are also eyeing us covetously. For four thousand years, Dong Gonghuang has oppressed us too much, and there is too much hatred to vent. If Fang Wang really takes everything for Dong Gonghuang, how can we be happy?"

The Taoist priest Chunqiu did not respond. He put down the teacup, dipped his right index finger into the tea, and then wrote on the table. The tea slid across the table and showed golden fonts.

The old man looked carefully and read: "Chun Yang..."

"Don't recite it all."

The Taoist priest Chunqiu said, making the old man stop.

The old man frowned and fell into deep thought.

After a few breaths, the old man seemed to think of something, widened his eyes, and asked excitedly: "Could it be that... He is still alive?"

Chunqiu Taoist said meaningfully: "You should know the grudge between him and Dong Gonghuang."

The old man smiled, and he sighed: "The Taoist is still very powerful. I don't know how to repay you. May I ask the Taoist, you help so many saints solve their problems, what do you want?"

"Of course, I am not questioning you, but if I don't repay you, I will feel uneasy."

Chunqiu Taoist smiled and said: "What I want is to make this world stronger. Who said that the saints can't surpass their ancestors? In my opinion, the saints are the easiest to give birth to great saints. After all, the blood of the great saint is there, and the mark of the great saint is imprinted in your blood."

These words made the old man respect him in awe. The old man raised his hand tremblingly and poured tea for him.

…

Hong Xianer left

Until

“I’m so angry, those saints are so shameless!” Hong Xianer sat at the table, slammed the table angrily, and began to curse the saints.

Fang Wang, who was meditating on the bed, heard the names of many saints. He opened his eyes and saw that Hong Xianer’s face was puffed up and red with anger. It was hard to imagine that she was a great cultivator in the Sky-Stepping Realm.

Fang Wang smiled softly and said, "Didn't you beat them so hard that they were miserable?"

He had experienced Hong Xian'er's battle before. She was besieged by five people in the Sky-Stepping Realm. Hong Xian'er, who was at the first level of the Sky-Stepping Realm, still had the upper hand, but it was difficult to end the battle, and the Holy Treasure was taken away by cultivators of other realms.

Hong Xian'er said with a displeased face, "This time they can use five people in the Sky-Stepping Realm to besiege me, and next time they will definitely send ten, or even more. In my opinion, the Holy Treasure is just a cover. They are testing my strength and the bottom line of the Great Oracle Dynasty."

Fang Wang couldn't help but look at her with a high regard. This girl was not as carefree as she seemed on the surface. She was still very clear in her heart.

"It's okay. Next time, I will fight side by side with you. How about killing as many people in the Sky-Stepping Realm as come?" Fang Wang said with a smile.

Hong Xian'er smiled with satisfaction when she heard it. She gave Fang Wang an admiring look and said, "It's worth it that I risked my life to get a unique skill for you."

She raised her right hand, and a piece of animal skin appeared out of thin air in her palm.

"This is the unique skill of the owner of the holy treasure. It was discovered in the secret realm where the holy treasure is located. It is placed in the same hall as the holy treasure. It must be very powerful." Hong Xian'er introduced it while throwing it to Fang Wang.