Just after the pill appeared, Zhao Jinqiang's clear and powerful voice sounded in the room.

Soon, the sound disappeared.

"This is the voice of Zhao. He actually left you a soul pill and invited you. What's going on?"

Bai Hetongzi looked at the two soul pills floating in the room and said with a surprised look on his face.

——He didn’t know that the Master of Peach Blossom Palace, Zhao Jinqiang and others had previously sent messages to Fang Xuanzong.

After Fang Xuanzong gave a brief explanation, he felt troubled.

To be fair, he actually has a good impression of both the Master of Peach Blossom Palace and Zhao Jinqiang. Especially Zhao Jinqiang, who took the initiative to help him resolve the problem when King Shura attacked him before, which impressed Fang Xuanzong even more.

It's just that when someone is short-handed and soft-spoken, although Fang Xuanzong desperately wants the Spiritual Soul Pill to break through the realm, he doesn't want to owe favors through this method.

"Boy, I think you should choose the Mistress of Peach Blossom Palace. The elixirs she sends are more fragrant."

Suddenly, Bai Hetongzi said seriously.

Fang Xuanzong was also stunned. After careful perception, he did find that the spirit pill left by the Master of Peach Blossom Palace had a faint, familiar fragrance, but soon, he seemed to have thought of something, and his face suddenly turned red.

"Go, go, you little devil, you always pay attention to some weird places."

Fang Xuanzong said, quickly put the two pills away, and said secretly:

"I appreciate your kindness, but I still hope to break through to the fairy realm through my own efforts."

Afterwards, Fang Xuanzong couldn't wait to start studying the Taoist inscriptions in his body.

His strength has reached the peak of the Immortal Realm. Unless he breaks through to the Immortal Realm, daily practice will not be of much help. Moreover, in three days, he will go to the South China Sea to hunt for spirits. The only thing that can help him quickly improve his combat effectiveness is that.

A piece of sacred literature.

——The scene of breaking Jin Mulei's undefeated golden body with just one blow was still fresh in Fang Xuanzong's memory.

Soon, Fang Xuanzong looked inward and began to carefully observe the Great Dao Divine Inscription.

However, with just one glance, Fang Xuanzong's expression suddenly changed.

I saw that the Dao Divine Inscriptions that were originally suspended and rotating, emitting a faint light, seemed to be dimmer than before, and the power of the rules around it was also reduced a lot.

——Although it doesn’t look very obvious, it is definitely damaged.

"how so?"

Fang Xuanzong frowned.

The Dao Divine Inscriptions are the condensation of rules. Generally speaking, the products of the Dao Dao will never be easily weakened or dimmed. However, this Dao Divine Inscription has undergone such a bad change within the body for less than a day. This

It's too abnormal.

Moreover, this Dao Divine Inscription controls energy rules and can increase Fang Xuanzong's cultivation speed tenfold, which is very important to the current Fang Xuanzong.

"Did you get injured during the previous battle with Jin Mulei?"

Apart from practicing, the only time I used the Dao Divine Inscriptions was in the battle with Jin Mulei.

At first, he was only shocked by one strike of Jin Mulei's Golden Light Fist of the Sun, breaking his undefeated golden body, but now it seems that Dao Shenwen also suffered some damage in the head-on collision.

"In the future, we must try our best to avoid throwing Taoist inscriptions. We must master other uses of Taoist inscriptions. Otherwise, we will drink poison to quench our thirst and waste natural resources."

Fang Xuanzong said secretly.
Chapter completed!