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Yan Fusheng knew very well that only by living can he talk about the future. If he had no life, let alone other things. Now, if there was a shortcut to cross the sword formation and enter the Tianmeng Swamp, he would never play with self-esteem like the old stubborn person and not be favored. Today I will receive you to send the jade talisman to save my life. I will repay it thousands of times in the future.

With his wisdom, how could he not know the principles of flexibility?

When the White Jade Emperor saw Yan Fusheng taking the teleportation jade talisman without hesitation, he saw a touch of closeness in his eyes. When he turned around, a jade token suddenly appeared. The token was engraved with ancient textures, outlining birds, beasts, sun, moon and stars. On the other side, there was a strange ancient character - Bai!!

He handed the token to Yan Fusheng again and said, "Brother Yan, please accept this token. If you have good luck in the future and go to the Bai family in Zhongzhou, you can find your younger brother with this token. At that time, you and I will have a drink again."

"If I'm still alive, I will go to you."

Yan Fusheng took the token, nodded, and said in a deep voice.

"Go again tomorrow!!"

After carefully packing the token, Yan Fusheng no longer hesitated. With a thought, a soul power in his body was instantly poured into the teleportation jade talisman.

brush!!

On the spot, countless runes on the jade talisman flashed, outlining the mysterious Taoist rhyme of heaven and earth, turning into a layer of white light, instantly covering the entire body. In an instant, Yan Fusheng clearly felt that he seemed to be wrapped in a mysterious force, and he could even feel the void space around him. The power, with his body, shuttled into the void without any hesitation.

On the spot, the body had already penetrated into the void strangely and disappeared.

brush!!

Just after Yan Fusheng left, a figure suddenly appeared in the void. This was a white-haired old man with no breath on his body. After it came out, he fell directly behind the White Jade Emperor. He was not standing side by side with him, but was half a step behind, with a hint of respect in his expression. The old man looked just as ordinary. However, his left eye was always closed. I don’t know if he was blind or other reasons. He looked a little weird.

Even if this old man stands in a bustling street market, he will naturally be ignored.

"Young Master, how do you hand over the Xuanling token to him? Do you think he can get to that point and come to help the Young Master?" the old man said in a deep thought.

"Haha, Uncle Chang, I can see that Brother Yan is definitely worthy of his hand. He is not comparable to those ordinary monks. Moreover, when he said his name, I already knew who he was."

The White Jade Emperor gently shook the jade fan in his hand and said with a faint smile: "A dilapidated small city can be built into a powerful city that is magnificent in just over a decade. The name of Iron Niucheng shocks all directions, eliminates countless bandits, and lives and works in peace and contentment. If this great talent and strategy is not affected by heaven, it is probably even possible to annex the countries in the secular world, establish a dynasty and become a generation of heroes. Such a hero, even if he dies, becomes a ghost clan. With his ability, he is only a dormant time. Once the Qianlong ascends to the abyss, he may be shocked by the entire cultivation world."

When Yan Fusheng said his name, he already knew clearly who he was.

The most precious thing in the world is helping you in time, who cares about adding icing on the cake.

"Yan Fusheng? The King of Hell in Iron Niu City." The old man frowned slightly at the hearing: "Although he was the master of his life, his foundation in his life has been completely destroyed and turned into a ghost realm. If he wants to rise again, he is afraid that the first thing he has to face is the level of the Ghost Sect. If he falls through it, wouldn't it be a waste of a token?"

"Don't worry, I have seen Brother Yan's fortune with the qi-looking technique. His fortune is obscure and difficult to understand, but what the Jade Emperor saw should not be a sign of premature death."

A look of confidence appeared on the White Jade Emperor's face.

"Young Master, Yan Fusheng has stepped into the Tianmeng Swamp, we should leave." Bo Chang pondered slightly, but said nothing, just reminded him.

"Okay, I heard that the Tianqing Ghost Realm was sealed. Let's go and see if we can enter." The White Jade Emperor turned the jade fan in his hand, and nodded with a faint smile.

In a blink of an eye, the two disappeared.

brush!!

In a wilderness in Tianmeng Swamp, a white light suddenly flashed, and the white light dissipated. Yan Fusheng, dressed in black, suddenly fell to the ground. As soon as he fell, his eyes quickly glanced around. What he saw in front of him was a layer of light green gas that spread out from the air. This gas permeated every inch of the void, making people feel a strange fragrance, making people unconsciously want to suck it into their bodies.

"This is miasma."

As soon as Yan Fusheng appeared, he naturally sucked the miasma into his body. However, as soon as the poison in the miasma entered his body, he was immediately swept into the well of reincarnation and was quickly erased and tempered by the illusory reincarnation plate. The poison in the swamp is not strong, it is fatal to ordinary monks, but it is enough to withstand the body of reincarnation.

"There is a strong aura of death left in this miasma, which is even stronger than in the Tianqing Ghost Realm. Countless creatures must have fallen here, and such a huge aura of death will appear after countless years of accumulation."

In just a moment, while refining the miasma, Yan Fusheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"Boy Yan, the boy named Bai just now is not simple. He is sending you a jade talisman and a token. There is no unreasonable benefit in the world."

At this time, the crow also spoke up.

"Who can help me in times of danger? No matter what purpose he has, I am willing to accept this love. Besides, I don't feel any murderous intention in him. As long as I can survive and grow up all the way, I will return this favor, so why not make him a friend."

Yan Fusheng said without any refutation. With his wisdom, how could he not have imagined some of the things in it?

"That's true, boy, what do you plan to do next? I believe that with your wisdom, you shouldn't go to look for the Black Water Ghost King at this time of cultivation."

The crow asked curiously.

Yan Fusheng quickly glanced around and couldn't help but smile: "This swamp buried countless creatures, filled with countless bones and the breath of death, resentment and hostility filled every inch of the void. Such a good place, I naturally have to grasp it and practice all other magical powers to the third level. The sword sect will definitely not give up. This time I will use the swamp as the battlefield and fight them."

Wan Jiansheng's combat power condensed from the Heaven-level level was too powerful. He did not completely transform his magical powers and reached a higher level. He was really not sure to kill them. Moreover, if he wanted to enter the swamp this time, he would definitely not be alone. There is a huge need to practice magical powers.

"It's a pity that my sword has been destroyed and no new weapons have been found. Otherwise, with weapons in hand, my combat power will definitely be further improved."

Yan Fusheng felt a little sad when he thought of the sword that had been destroyed before.

His body is strong, and he can compete with the third level of the Koutian monk with his physical body alone. With his own cultivation and soul power, he is invincible among the same level, but without weapons in his hand, he cannot fully exert the true combat power of the body. Now, although magical powers are important, he is even more eager to obtain, and even refine a combat soldier that suits him.

"No one can help you. If you want a warrior, you can only find all kinds of precious rare and rare materials in the world to refine them. Maybe you can find them by chance."

The crow screamed strangely.

Yan Fusheng ignored it and took a quick look around. There was a strong miasma everywhere, and he felt that there were a large number of dangerous auras hidden around him. It seemed that there were ferocious beasts and poisonous insects waiting for prey. There was nothing strange on the ground, but he did not dare to test it easily. This place was called Tianmeng Swamp, which would definitely not be just a talk.

Soon, an ancient tree in the east that needed four or five people to be surrounded by him appeared in front of him.

"Okay, this ancient tree happens to serve as a place for me to retreat. I believe others would not have thought that I would hide in this tree." Yan Fusheng's eyes lit up, his mind moved, and his body instantly became as illusory as a wandering soul. He quickly passed by, came to the ancient tree, drilled in out of thin air, and integrated into the tree.

Enter the tree and quickly dig out a completely sealed secret room in the tree with a flying sword.

Sitting in it, my mind moved, and suddenly I saw that countless roots of ancient trees were wrapped in soul power. Each root seemed to have become a part of its body, and at the same time it emitted extremely strong devouring power, and wanted to devour countless dead energy, hostility, and even bone energy in the earth.

For a time, the vast aura of death, resentment and hostility accumulated in the world were all activated, and silently followed countless tree roots, quickly gathered into the ancient trees from all directions, and rushed into Yan Fusheng's body. It was poured into the ghost palace and began to temper his magical powers.

Time flies, and three days have passed.

During these three days, Yan Fusheng used countless tree roots to absorb the death energy of heaven and earth, and no one could notice it.

But in Tianmengfang City, a reward was heard.

The sword sect blocked the canyon that day, but did not stop Yan Fusheng. When Wan Jiansheng arrived, he confirmed that he had entered the swamp and immediately issued a reward. Anyone who provided Yan Fusheng's whereabouts would reward three thousand lower-grade spirit stones. If Yan Fusheng could be killed, he would offer a reward of 30,000 lower-grade spirit stones.

As soon as this reward was released, a huge wave immediately formed throughout Tianmengfang City.

A large number of monks entered the swamp in groups, hoping to find Yan Fusheng's whereabouts.

However, Yan Fusheng naturally didn't know about these things.

call!!

In the ancient tree, Yan Fusheng was surrounded by the plate of reincarnation. As the plate of reincarnation dissipated, a mouthful of turbid air slowly poured out of his mouth, and his closed eyes slowly opened. A faint look flashed across his face, and he muttered to himself: "This is indeed a treasure land suitable for me to practice. In three days, I finally lived up to my expectations and practiced all my magical powers to the third level. Now, even if I fight with Wan Jiansheng, I may not be afraid of him. Huh?"

Suddenly, a sound of shock and a clamor came from his mouth.
Chapter completed!