Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 139: Possessed by a Fairy, Unsolved Problems

"It has a green face and fangs, and its body is as bloated as a ghost mother, with heads all over its body!"

Du Fang told everything he had heard about the appearance of Dazhuguo when he was a child.

I originally thought Changying would be angry. For women, physical charm is always the most important thing, especially the ugliness that cannot be expressed in words.

But Changying still had a smile on his face:

"I haven't been born in a hundred years, and many of the people I've met have died of old age. I guess I need to go out more often to stop people from saying bad things about my appearance!"

She still cared about people's comments on her appearance. Du Fang thought, this woman is a human being, not a fairy, and she also has human nature.

"Are you here to save the people in this city?" Du Fang asked her.

"Not exactly, I'm here for you!"

"For me?" This time it was Du Fang's turn to be surprised and shocked.

The great pillar of the country would actually come specifically for a disciple of Lingxiao.

You should know that in the entire Nancang Continent, Lingxiao is not the smallest sword sect.

Chang Ying stared at his face and said, "You know your origins and your name, so you shouldn't have been completely corrupted by the immortal spirits!"

Du Fang was stunned, here comes the key point!

"Corruption? What do you mean? What is corruption?"

"In your immortal platform lies the flower soul of an immortal. Immortal spirits are formed from the Yin energy of heaven and earth and are immortal. Any cultivator in the world who comes into contact with an immortal spirit will eventually be possessed by it. However, this possession will cause a catastrophe across the Nine Continents. People in the world call it the Immortal Spirit Tribulation. It occurs every three hundred years and ends every three hundred years!"

"So, people later called anyone possessed by a spirit corrupted!"

The emperor and empress Qingyao also said these words in the tomb at that time. The only thing they did not mention was corruption.

"Can corruption be removed?" Du Fang asked immediately.

Chang Ying shook his head: "The fairy flower spirit is possessed, there is no solution in the world!"

A huge sense of loss suddenly came over Du Fang. He felt that he had no strength in his body and sat down on the ground dejectedly.

Changying looked at his actions with a hint of pity in her eyes.

She stretched out her bare hands and touched Du Fang's eyebrows.

Seeing this extremely dangerous move,

Du Fang suddenly leaped up, took two steps back, and became alert. "Are you also like them, trying to take my body and refine it for immortality?"

At some point, Du Fang began to doubt this guardian.

Changying smiled:

"I have the blessing of the Emperor Dao Fruition, so I don't need an immortal body to achieve immortality. Besides, an immortal body can't achieve immortality!"

"What about you just now?"

Chang Ying sighed softly, and looking at his face, she actually saw a hint of sadness:

"You're a disciple of Lingxiao, so don't you find it strange? Others spend their entire lives cultivating only up to the sixth or seventh realm, yet you've been able to kill nine seventh-realm Ghost Dao masters in less than half a year since you were born. Haven't you ever thought about this?"

Du Fang lowered his head. Uncle Xuanzhen had only reached the sixth level before his death. It was indeed unreasonable for him to have reached this level of strength in just half a year. However, this was not the result of his own cultivation, but the borrowed magic power of immortals.

Regarding this rumored guardian of Nancangzhou, one of the Eight Pillars of the State.

Du Fang finally hesitated and said, "That... is not my own power. I am borrowing the magic power of the fairy itself."

Changying stared at him for a long time.

Du Fang asked, "Did Fairy notice anything unusual?"

"No, the fog in your sea of ​​consciousness is too thick, I can't see!"

Chang Ying sighed softly: "For the sake of the people of the world, I have to take you back!"

"Where are you taking it?" Du Fang was very surprised.

"There is a place that may be able to break your corruption and depravity!"

A wave of wild joy surged into Du Fang's heart, and he immediately fell to his knees.

"Please, Great Pillar State, have mercy and remove the immortal spirit that is possessing my body!"

Changying helped him up and said lightly:

"I'm not sure either. Over the past tens of thousands of years, the day your immortal spirit took shape was the day you became corrupt and fell. Even the most powerful people in Shenzhou wouldn't be able to stop you at that time!"

Chang Ying's gentle expression suddenly turned sharp as she stared into Du Fang's eyes:

"So, for the sake of all people in the world, and to prevent chaos among the immortals, I must lock away that evil immortal flower in your sea of ​​consciousness before you become corrupted!"

Du Fang immediately said:

"As long as I can maintain my sanity, I won't be afraid even if you destroy this fairy body!"

A smile appeared on Changying's face:

"The disciples of Lingxiao are indeed all outstanding people. It is rare for a young man like you to have the courage to say that your physical body is destroyed, but..."

"But what?"

"It will be a little painful later, just bear with it!"

Du Fang smiled broadly. A little pain was nothing. What he had experienced along the way was far more intense than pain. He was even more afraid that he would fall into depravity and commit an unwashable sin, which would make him feel sorry for the world, sorry for Lingxiao, and sorry for his beloved senior sister, Li Qingshuang.

If he really became like that, and if Li Qingshuang's soul was still there, how would he face her?

"Close your eyes first..."

Du Fang closed her eyes, and her slender white hands trembled. In her hands, an old purple ancient tower appeared. Although it was made of wood, the divinity on it was awe-inspiring.

This is a genuine ninth-level magic weapon, and it has a hint of divinity.

A purple wooden tower hung three inches above Du Fang's head.

Changying closed her eyes slightly, and a golden light shot out from her hand and fell into the ancient tower.

The ancient tower suddenly turned into countless golden purple lightning nets, covering his head.

Under the clear net, the shadow of a white flower is swaying and shining.

Changying smiled: "Open it!"

Du Fang looked bewildered. "Is that all?"

"No, there is a fairy flower in your sea of ​​consciousness. I have to go to your sea of ​​consciousness!" As soon as the voice fell, Changying's whole body suddenly became ethereal and turned into a white mist, disappearing from Du Fang's sight.

At the same time, Du Fang screamed in pain and closed his eyes tightly.

Between his eyebrows, a ball of white mist wrapped around a small green sword pierced into his sea of ​​consciousness. At this moment, in the vast sea of ​​consciousness.

Du Fang clearly saw that the black mist rose up, and like the fog, it completely concealed Mo Ling's true body.

Suddenly, a sharp female voice sounded in my mind:

"You tricked this little devil into entering my immortal platform and locking up my flower soul. What on earth are you trying to do?"

Changying's gentle voice spread from:

"You want to use this child's body to return to the imperial realm and bring disaster to the people of the world. As the guardian of Nancangzhou, I must suppress you!"

Mo Ling sneered: "Trouble? Are you causing trouble, or am I? The creatures of these nine divine continents are nothing more than your medicinal cauldrons. If you can take them, why can't I?"

Changying paused, as if thinking, and then said:

"Among those who practice Taoism, some may have improper mental states, but that's not all. If the order of heaven and earth wasn't maintained by a benevolent heart, the world would have long been in chaos, with evil spirits roaming everywhere and all living things suffering."

Mo Ling sneered: "You all have the same rhetoric, hypocritical!"