The Lord of Reincarnation - Chapter 111

Zhu Yingzi owes Fang Xian a life-saving and enlightenment debt. Furthermore, Zhu Yingzi had always had a good impression of him, so she went forward and twittered about her farewell.

“Later, I heard from Senior Brother Zhuge that Yingzi wanted to go to the West to practice after seeing Brother Fangxian in the Kunlun Kingdoms, but in the end, the Master didn’t allow it…”

“Yes, sister Yingzi was wronged for several days….” Han Yingzhu added with a smile.

“I want you to talk more!”

Zhu Yingzi’s face flushed red, she was really pretty.

The boy next to her couldn’t help being stunned.

“This person is?”

Fang Xian looked at the young man, pretending not to know Taoism.

“We have traveled all the way, and we haven’t encountered any chances, but we met this young man, who has good aptitude and fortune so we want to bring him back to Shushan…”

Zhu Yingzi replied.

“Lin Jinglong, I have seen the great immortal!”

Lin Jinglong stepped forward to greet him, and he was indeed very handsome, with excellent aptitude and good fortune.

The last time Fang Xian beheaded the demon in his house, he used the image of a scorched-skinned old man. Of course, this young one doesn’t recognize his real face now.

Otherwise, I am afraid that I will be a guilty conscience and feel uneasy.

“Yeah, the little guy is not bad…”

Fang Xian glanced at him and seeing that his lucky encounter was still there, he immediately understood.

Although he broke the spell with a sword last time, Zhang Xiaosan is a soft-hearted and good person, and he begged to spare the Lin family’s life before.

At this time, he will be begged again and he would have to yield to chance and fate, right?

It is important to know that the word “chance” also needs one to fight for it.

If you don’t take the gift from God, you will be in deficit instead!

He didn’t care what happened to the Lin family and the Zhang family, he just watched with cold eyes.

Since that Zhang Xiaosan gave up this chance of immortality, it can only be regarded as that his fate was thin!

It should be known that there are some things in life that one should not let go!

He is not Zhang Xiaosan’s father, and because they have cleared their debts, of course he will not intervene again.

“Why is brother Fang here?”

Han Yingzhu asked.

“Oh? I’m here to get something.”

Fang Xian replied with a smile.

“What is it? Do you want my help?” Zhu Yingzi asked quickly.

“No need…”

Fang Xian shook his head, came to the edge of the stream and picked up a stone mirror from the sand with his hands.

The surface of this stone mirror is dusty, as if it was carved out of a single stone, it barely looks like a mirror, and there are a lot of cracks on the surface.

“The gods are self-obscuring… This three-life mirror has the ability to disrupt divination, and I don’t know how long it has been thrown here. If I don’t come to pick it up, the person who is most destined for it will be…”

Fang Xian glanced at Lin Jinglong.

The kid looked at the stone mirror in his hand with a somewhat surprised and uncertain expression, as if he was lost for what to do.

‘But it’s normal to think about it carefully. After all, the ancestors of the Zhang family probably practiced the way of reincarnation, and Lin Jinglong inherited the great luck of the Zhang family… and this mirror is also considered to be destined, but not as old as me, otherwise, it would be too much. It won’t be too late…’

If the other party took the mirror first, how to get it back would require a lot of tricks and twists and turns.

Fang Xian suddenly felt that in this world, he was indeed the son of destiny, and the treatment of the protagonist was basically smooth no matter what he did.

‘The fate of the head of the Three Immortals…hehe…heaven and earth gave you great luck, how should you pay it back? ‘

He sneered a little in his heart, a little sad.

“Brother Fang Xian, are you looking for this thing?” Zhu Yingzi looked at the stone mirror in Fang Xian’s hand, but she didn’t find anything unusual.

“Well, luckily everything went well, as for your chance…”

Fang Xian’s mouth curled into a smile.

He had given Zhuge Wenxian a chance before, and he didn’t mind giving advice to the two girls again.

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Wuyang City.

Outside the city, a mountain dwelling.

“Disciple pays homage to master!”

Lu Hou was pacing anxiously, when he saw Fang Xian coming, he hurried forward to salute.

“Um……”

Fang Xian lowered the escape light, stood with his hands behind his back, and scanned the mountain dwelling.

The attic was built on the hillside, covering a very large area. What pleased him most was the small pond in the courtyard.

Although it is mid-winter, but there were still some planted flowers and plants, which gives the feeling that you can look forward to spring in the coming year.

“This place is well decorated, you have been thoughtful.”

He nodded involuntarily.

“Master has been very kind to my family. What is a mere dwelling?” Lu Hou replied respectfully.

“Your cultivation base is still only at Fuzhong realm?”

Fang Xian glanced at it, and Lu Hou’s cultivation progress was clear in his heart: “It took three years to advance to one realm, the progress is a bit slow. You must know that the four little ones are already at the supernatural ability realm, and they can reverse-kill a cultivator from the golden elixir realm!”

“I’m ashamed…” Lu Hou rolled his eyes in his heart, thinking to himself how can he compare with three immortals and two heroes? But he can only endure his master’s lectures begrudgingly.

He suddenly thought of something, and asked again: “Bi Lian’er…how should I deal with her?”

“Why are you still locking her up?”

Fang Xian stared at Lu Hou strangely and waved his hands: “Kill or let go, or continue to imprison her, it’s up to you, don’t bother me with such trivial matters… Your task is to be promoted to the supernatural ability realm. The treasure is given to you, go down…”

After dismissing his cheap apprentice, Fang Xian wandered around the mountain residence again.

There was silence all around. Originally, the Lu family planned to send some maids and cooks, but Fang Xian refused.

When he came to the courtyard, a stone mirror appeared in his hand.

“The Three Lives Mirror has been damaged too much, and it must be nourished day and night with mana…”

At this moment, with a pinch, the mirror fell into the pond without even a single ripple appearing.

Fang Xian pointed lightly again, and the Fire Dragon Sword flew out, turning into a red carp. It fell into the pond, cruising and playing around.

He sat cross-legged on the edge of the pond and began to practice quietly.

Two colors, black and white, emerged from his body and flowed continuously, just like Tai chi’s yin and yang.

“Six Paths of Reincarnation…”

“This tactic is still a bit rough and incomplete, so I have to continue to deduce it to make up for it…”

“Also, if I realize something, maybe I can use it to make reincarnation as the foundation to create a set of ‘Great Reincarnation Sword Art’…”

As for the sword fighting between the Shushan Sword Sect and other sects, he really didn’t want to get involved.

This sword fight must be the beginning of the great calamity of the immortals in the cultivation world. In the original process, the three immortals and two heroes must shine brilliantly to wipe out the demons.

It’s just that for Fang Xian, these things are all foreign objects and are not worth worrying about.

Even if in the process, they got some kind of elixir, and their cultivation base improved by leaps and bounds, then so what?

How will these fates be repaid in the end?

In the end, he is most afraid that he might be shooting himself in the foot.

“I have everything I need… I hope that I can be safe and sound, and I can cultivate the primordial spirit realm or even the immortal realm without any disasters… It seems impossible.”

“But at least, I have to change from being a chess piece to being a chess player!”

What three immortals and two heroes, what a group of immortals and catastrophes. To put it bluntly, it’s just a few old monsters in the world and a few ascending immortals, playing a game of chess.

Fang Xian has vaguely grasped the veins now, and the other four little ones, no matter how easy they are, are just flopping about in this pond.

He has already stepped ashore by half a step!