Although Fang Laogui was full of expectations, he still spoke out to attack Zhou Qiankun, not wanting him to be complacent.
Zhou Qiankun's eyes were bright and full of invincibility: "As long as I take action, no one in the world will dare to claim the throne!"
Confident but not arrogant, his voice did not look down on anyone in the world.
Be cautious and meticulous.
Fang Laogui looked at his momentum and laughed.
"Hahaha, then I will teach you my famous skill, Nine Heavens Thunder Killing Arrow."
After Fang Laogui finished speaking, he stood up.
A bow flashing with lightning appeared in his hand.
Old ghost Fang was in high spirits, he put his fingers on the string and pulled it gently.
In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds and there was lightning and thunder.
The dark clouds formed a vortex, and a huge thunder and lightning fell from the vortex, tearing the sky apart like a sharp sword.
The thunder gathered on the bow and condensed into a thunder arrow. The arrow was filled with destructive power. Just one look at it made people's hearts beat like numbness.
An arrow was shot, and the thunder arrow flew into the sky. Endless lightning struck the sky, and the entire space seemed to be torn apart.
Under this arrow, no one will be afraid, and everything will be turned into ashes under the thunder.
At this moment, only the light of this arrow remained in the entire Taixuan Sect.
In Taixuan Sect, many elders looked at the thunderclouds in the sky with fear, and they were suddenly shocked and full of confusion.
Gaoli Sect Leader frowned slightly and whispered, "What happened to Old Ghost Fang today? It's been fifty years since I saw him use this arrow."
Elder Zuo Qianqiu chuckled, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
"Elder Fang's demeanor is still the same as before. Even though he is old, the momentum of this arrow is still domineering and decisive."
Beside him, Liu Yongfei raised his head and stared blankly, as if he had seen a legend.
She had only heard about the beauty of this arrow from her father, but she also yearned for it and longed to see it.
His father once said that if he was allowed to face this arrow, he would rather fight to the death with the great monk of the Divine Palace.
In the medicine garden, Elder Huang Juan was stunned, and unconsciously, her eyes were moist.
"Senior Fang, you are indeed ambitious."
...
Zhou Qiankun looked at the direction in which the arrow flew, leaving a long trace in the sky. All the air was penetrated and turned into a vacuum.
The arrow that Old Ghost Fang just shot actually triggered the power of heaven and earth, arousing its power to the extreme.
Judging from the power of Jiuxiao Thunder Killing Arrow, this should be a high-level Xuan-level spell.
Old Ghost Fang slowly put down the bow in his hand, and the thunderclouds in the sky dispersed.
The sky and the earth are clear, and the dark clouds that suppress people's hearts slowly dissipate.
Old ghost Fang laughed loudly and said proudly: "Lin Qian, how about it, are you satisfied with the power of my arrow?"
Zhou Qiankun nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, his brows filled with admiration.
"Satisfied, so satisfied. This arrow is much better than the Liu family's Snow-Cold Heaven-Sealing Arrow."
Under Zhou Qiankun's flattery, Elder Fang became more and more lost in himself and was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.
"If I learn this arrow, in two years I will be able to shoot such an arrow that no one in the Tianling Mountains dares to respect me!"
The trip to Tianling Mountain two years later was a great opportunity that only happened once every twenty years, and it was also a great opportunity to make a name for himself in the sect.
Fang Laogui also hopes that he will have some experience and hone his pride.
Fang Laogui looked at Zhou Qiankun seriously and said with a smile: "We'll talk about learning archery tomorrow. There's something important to do now."
Zhou Qiankun looked at Elder Fang puzzled.
Is there anything more important today than teaching this arrow?
Fang Laogui's face turned serious, causing Zhou Qiankun to straighten his body involuntarily.
A bottle of emerald green liquid quietly appeared in Fang Laogui's hand.
The liquid contains rich spiritual energy and a special Taoist charm.
"This is?"
This was really the first time Zhou Qiankun saw this thing, and he was full of curiosity.
Old ghost Fang waved his hand again, and a cauldron fell into the courtyard with a clang, causing the ground to tremble.
The tripod is covered with special runes, its grade is unknown, but it is a genuine spiritual weapon.
Fang Laogui poured the water into it until it reached two-thirds of the level.
Then, pour the green liquid into it.
The liquid spread quickly, turning the clear water in the cauldron into a green spiritual liquid.
"Boy, jump in."
Zhou Qiankun looked at Old Ghost Fang in confusion.
Fang Laogui explained with a smile: "This is a psychic solidifying liquid. As the name suggests, it is used to solidify the foundation of psychic monks. Those super powerful disciples use this substance to polish their foundations and achieve perfection."
Then, Old Ghost Fang sighed and said with a wry smile: "This thing is extremely precious. I only have this bottle. It probably won't allow you to polish your psychic realm to perfection, but at least it won't lag too far behind."
This is how the gap between the first-class disciples and the super-power disciples widens.
Resources are always the thing that determines the lower limit of strength.
This psychic solidifying liquid was obtained by Old Ghost Fang after a lot of hardships. There were only a few people in the Taixuan Sect who could use this substance.
Hearing this, Zhou Qiankun glanced at Old Ghost Fang gratefully.
"Fang Laogui, don't worry, I will let you see the day I ascend to the Divine Palace."
This was Fang Laogui's obsession, and Zhou Qiankun decided in his heart that he must see that day come.
Zhou Qiankun took off his clothes, jumped into it with a plop.
Old ghost Fang smiled and slowly closed the lid of the cauldron.
"By the way, I forgot to tell you. This thing needs to be heated for the best effect, so I'm going to light a fire. Little guy, you have to hold on, don't waste the medicinal properties."
Inside the cauldron, Zhou Qiankun's eyes widened. He stretched out his hand and slapped the cauldron cover fiercely.
This old ghost Fang definitely did it on purpose!
Zhou Qiankun slapped him desperately, but he couldn't move it even a bit.
Then, he heard the sound of Old Ghost Fang putting firewood on the fire, and he felt extremely panicked.
Isn't this old ghost Fang planning to cook him?
The temperature gradually warmed up, and a rapid surge of medicinal power poured into Zhou Qiankun's body.
Regardless of what he thought, he could only grit his teeth and begin to absorb the medicinal properties.
As the medicine was absorbed, Zhou Qiankun realized that his foundation was still far behind.
The medicinal liquid is like an engineer, constantly expanding the limits of his psychic realm and making his foundation stronger.
If his foundation was originally a wooden city wall, under the influence of the psychic solidification liquid, this kind of evolution towards a stone wall.
Zhou Qiankun's heart became more and more solemn. The foundation of those proud men of great forces was probably the steel city wall!
No wonder they are all so powerful. Sometimes I have to admit that taking drugs is really powerful!
However, next week Qiankun will face a serious problem, the water temperature is getting higher and higher.
"I wiped it, it burned me to death, Old Ghost Fang, you don't really plan to cook me, do you?"
Zhou Qiankun admitted that he panicked.
Don't panic, the water temperature is estimated to be 60 or 70 degrees at this moment, and it is still approaching 100 degrees.
Even if he is at the peak of his psychic powers, he cannot swim in boiling water. Then I guess only Lingtai monks can do it, right?
