After hearing this, Chen Yuyan's Qingli face showed a look of regret, and said: "Then, fellow Daoist Wang, your trial this time... isn't it a waste of opportunity?"
Wang Xingzhi pondered for a moment and said, "Wang has other plans this time."
Chen Yuyan smiled and didn't ask any more questions.
Fang Cheng glanced at Wang Xingzhi and vaguely guessed what he was thinking.
This man is a concubine of a noble family with average talent, so he is not valued by his family. This time it was used as a tool to stop other monks and was placed in front of the trial stone tablet.
If it were Fang Cheng, he would definitely take this opportunity to "block" other monks to the extreme and shine. He would take the opportunity to attract the attention of the Wang family's senior officials and see if he could change his status and become a core disciple of the Wang family...
As for whether he can enter the outer gate of Yinluo Sect, it doesn't mean much to Wang Xingzhi.
Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was dark and night fell.
Everyone gained a lot from this exchange.
Fang Cheng looked at the lights outside the window and was the first to get up and leave.
After all, he has a lovely wife waiting for him at home. He promised to go home in the evening, so he couldn't break his promise.
However, Wang Xingzhi and the other two people did not disperse.
The pretty young woman Wen Qianqian said with emotion: "I have a vague feeling that since Fellow Daoist Fang entered the Ye family, he is like a dragon returning to the sea, and his future achievements will be immeasurable!"
Wang Xingzhi agreed: "Brother Fang just started off a bit worse. If we give him a few more years, I'm afraid he won't be inferior to those talented people in our family."
Wen Qianqian smiled and said: "So we must maintain our friendship with Taoist friend Hao Fang. If he soars into the sky in the future, we can also follow suit."
Even Chen Yuyan, who had always been proud and arrogant, now somewhat agreed with this statement.
Wang Xingzhi looked at Wen Qianqian and said, "Friend Daoist Wen, Brother Fang didn't mention the formation. With his ability, he probably won't need it. You can take it out now."
It turned out that the three of them were discussing a deal before Fang Cheng came in.
Wen Qianqian also has two sets of formations for suppressing evil thoughts. Wang Xingzhi and Chen Yuyan both want to buy them, but they are considering Fang Cheng, so they plan to sell one of them to Fang Cheng first to build relationships.
Unfortunately, during the exchange just now, when she mentioned this matter, Fang Cheng did not answer.
This is what Chen Yuyan really admires about Fang Cheng.
She said with a complicated expression: "Fellow Daoist Fang probably doesn't want to use external forces to practice magic..."
And she, without the help of outside help, has no certainty.
After this incident, she truly felt the gap between herself and the other party.
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Fang Cheng and Ye Yan stayed in Fangshi for a few more days before returning the small courtyard in Lingfeng Lane and returning to Ye's Xiaocang Island.
The two returned to the cave, Fang Cheng and Ye Yan said something, then entered the secret room and began to retreat.
He wants to practice the demonic light of hatred!
In the secret room.
Fang Cheng sat cross-legged on the jade mat, made a seal with his hands, closed his eyes and visualized the Demon of Lihen.
His understanding of the demonic magical power of Lihen Demonic Light has already reached the level of minor success, and it is not difficult for him to visualize the demon.
He first visualized an endless dark void in the sea of consciousness.
Then, a huge withered skeleton was slowly outlined!
This withered skeleton sat on a throne, with its head lowered, and its body was covered with chains, densely packed, and plunged into the dark void.
The withered bones look like human shapes, but they are extremely strange. There are as many as 108 ribs, and the arm and leg bones are made of nine bones with strange patterns intertwined together, like twists and turns, full of power.
Groups of demonic fire were like clouds and mist, floating around the withered bones, burning continuously around Him. The pure black flame gave people an extremely dangerous feeling.
The black flames emitted a mysterious and dark light, layer upon layer, surging endlessly, and submerged into the vast dark void.
Following Fang Cheng's contemplation, a certain qi mechanism from outside the world was aroused!
Suddenly, a powerful, lofty, and vast demonic thought passed through the void and poured into Fangcheng's sea of consciousness.
boom!
The demon he was visualizing seemed to come alive in an instant.
Fang Cheng suddenly felt an unparalleled aura coming towards his face. This aura was almost like a divine power, violent, domineering, and full of demonic nature. It was as if a living demon god appeared here, making people fear, awe, and surrender. !
The withered skeleton sitting high on the throne slowly raised its head and looked at Fang Cheng with its empty eye sockets.
In the sea of consciousness, a demonic thought spread out like ink!
Immediately afterwards, this demonic thought surged toward his soul like a violent wave.
Fang Cheng sat upright in a jade mat, with a calm expression, his eyes slightly closed, motionless.
But a sharp sword intent quietly emerged from his body.
The sword's heart is clear!
This sword intention turned slightly, disappeared, and then emerged from his soul.
In an instant, his soul seemed to turn into a sharp sword.
This sword intention only gives people one feeling, and that is the ultimate sharpness!
His soul remained motionless, and with a sudden slash of his sword, the surging demonic thoughts split apart neatly and silently.
The demonic thoughts came to an abrupt end.
The next moment, Fang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes.
In the void of the secret room, a pure black firelight suddenly fell from the void and wrapped around him.
Fang Cheng was well prepared, and with a wave of his sleeve, he stopped the magic light.
Then, mana surged from his body, and his energy fluctuated violently.
After two full incense sticks, he stopped with a look of exhaustion on his face.
He stretched out his right hand, opened his five fingers, and a pure black flame talisman came out of the sky and floated in his palm.
With a thought in his mind, the rune suddenly turned into a dark magic light, flying around him.
"The Demonic Light of Lihen!"
Fang Cheng murmured to himself, with a smile on his lips.
Wherever this magic light passes, it can easily turn the monk's mana and body into ashes, and it can also cover itself as a means of body protection!
Moreover, the magic light contains demonic meaning, and it can also impact the opponent's soul, and its power is unpredictable.
However, the magic light in Fangcheng is still very weak at the moment, and it needs to be fused with eight more such magic lights before it can be condensed into one and used to fight the enemy.
'The demonic thought just now seemed huge and powerful, but in fact it was probably less than one billionth of the real demonic thought of the Demon of Lihen... It was superficial, but not powerful in reality. '
'And I understand that the heart of the sword is clear and the sword's intention is condensed. It will not be difficult to break this evil thought. '
'The real difficulty is that my magic power is limited right now, so it's a bit laborious to refine the magic light...'
Fang Cheng received the Demonic Light of Lihen and began to summarize the experience of this practice.
Moreover, Wen Qianqian had told him all the details of the training before, so he could handle it calmly from beginning to end.
After a while, he repeated what he had just done.
From imagining the demon of Lihen, to attracting the demonic thoughts, to killing the demonic thoughts, attracting the demonic light, and then refining the demonic light!
But this time he had more time to refine the magic light than before.
After refining the magic light, the pure black flame rune solidified a lot, and the magic light became much stronger.
The mana in Fang Cheng's body was almost exhausted.
He had no choice but to practice Qingyuan Demonic Tree Technique again.
