Chapter 38 Yan revived ahead of time!

On the other side, Fang Han, who had obtained a gourd of Pure Yang Pills, five gourds of Yuanying Pills, and a bunch of spiritual herbs and medicines, returned to his residence. He was still a little dazed by what had happened today.

Whether it was the one-horned viper or Brother Li's immortal fate, they both gave him a glimpse of the dangers and scenery of the world of cultivation.

"Brother Li has obtained the Xiri Sword, which has many magical effects and can even fly with the sword. What about my Jiao Fu Huangquan Tu?"

Fang Han's mind moved, and he thought of the painting he got that day in addition to the Nine-Aperture Golden Pill.

He turned over, took out the picture of the Jiao Fu Huangquan hidden in the beam of the house, and then slowly unfolded it.

Above the picture, the background is pitch black, as if it is empty, and the shadow of a dragon is looming, lurking on the long Yellow Spring River.

Just by watching it, one can seem to feel the dragon's mighty power, as if it is about to transform into a living creature and rush out of the scroll at any time.

When they were dividing the treasures just now, Li Ping'an was not stingy and told Fang Han everything he knew about magical weapons and treasures, and learned that the Xi Ri Sword was the magic weapon.

Then what level of treasure is this Huangquan Emperor's heirloom, the Jiao Fu Huangquan Tu that caused Master Bai Haichan to be chased by Miss Fang Qingxue for thousands of miles? !
'It's at least a treasure, and it's very likely even a Taoist weapon!'

Fang Han felt nervous and excited for a moment just thinking about the fact that he was holding such a precious treasure.

"Brother Li just said that he was able to refine the Xiri Sword with his physical body secret realm cultivation, and that was done by blood sacrifice. What about me?"

Fang Han's expression changed repeatedly, but he finally put down the Jiao Fu Huangquan Tu. He was now living under someone else's roof and his situation was worrying. What if something strange happened to this magic weapon?

It was noticed that ten of them were not enough to kill him.

Fang Han was a cautious and clever person, and he quickly figured this out. He could only suppress his turbulent heart and put the Jiao Fu Huangquan Tu back onto the beam.

stab~
At this moment, his palm accidentally touched an iron nail on the beam, and a bloody streak was instantly drawn, and blood oozed out.

Before Fang Han could react, the blood slid onto the Jiao Fu Huangquan Diagram and quickly merged into nothingness.

'not good! '

Fang Han's expression changed drastically and he fell directly to the ground. His heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his chest.

Just when he thought he was in trouble, he waited for a long time but there was no movement from the Jiao Fu Huangquan Tu. He relaxed again and turned over and stood up.

"It seems that this drop of blood used to refine the magic weapon will not produce any sound. I was just worrying for no reason."

Fang Han's expression relaxed, and his rapidly beating heart gradually calmed down. He had just given himself a big scare. It would have been fine if he hadn't known about the blood sacrifice to refine the magic weapon. After he knew about it, he became extremely nervous.

At the same time, he felt that his soul seemed to be connected with this painting by blood.

In a trance, Fang Han felt a wisp of his spirit falling into the Yellow Springs River in the picture. There were rolling waves all around, and a yellow earth color. His spirit was swimming in the river, and there was a vast atmosphere.

"The picture of the dragon lying in the Yellow Spring. Could there really be a Yellow Spring in this picture?" Fang Han looked at the yellowish river in front of him with shock.

Outside the vast Yellow Springs River, there is only a dark void. Thinking of the storage bag that Li Pingan had just shown him, Fang Han had an idea and wanted to put the medicine gourd and the spiritual herbs and medicines he had just received into it.

'Shuh! '

As his mind moved, the gourd containing Pure Yang Pills, Yuanying Pills, and magical herbs and medicines entered the Jiao Fu Huangquan Diagram.

This is a big deal.

"Boom! Boom!" Fang Han only felt his spirit suddenly shaken in the Yellow Springs River.

The entire Yellow Springs River seemed to be revived, with huge waves and raging tides, as if the sky was turning upside down. The void of the cave in the painting was shaking, and his golden jade gourd containing a hundred Pure Yang Pills exploded directly.

One hundred Pure Yang Pills surrounded by nine colors and filled with masculine and pure Yang aura were suspended in the void, shining brightly.

In the Yellow Springs River, a domineering and majestic dragon vein suddenly rushed out, exuding endless royal aura. It seemed to be suddenly awakened, and when it opened its eyes, it saw the Pure Yang Pill.

The Pure Yang Pill is condensed from pure Yang immortal energy. It can be refined to increase cultivation, and can also be used as energy for magic weapons.

The Tianji Zhiyang Rope in the original novel is just an ordinary Pure Yang treasure, while one hundred Pure Yang Pills are equivalent to a million Baiyang Pills, which can be exchanged for several treasures, and the Pure Yang immortal energy contained in them will be even more.

How could we not wake up the long-sleeping spirit 'Yan' of the Jiao Fu Huang Quan Tu?

Upon seeing the Pure Yang Pills, the dragon soul instantly rushed out of the Yellow Springs River, opened its mouth wide and swallowed the hundreds of Pure Yang Pills that exuded endless masculine and pure Yang energy into its stomach.

"Boom!!" Fang Han's mind was unable to react at all to these scenes.

He felt that the momentum of the dragon in the Yellow Springs Map suddenly increased. It was originally as majestic as a big river, even more magnificent and endless than the Longyuan River, and now it had more spirituality and Taoism.

It seemed as if all the heavens and worlds, the past, present, future, and historical destiny were all emerging from the dragon’s soul, and an indescribable aura burst out.

"Good! Very good! Very good!"

"You did a great job, you are worthy of being the one who took the Nine-Aperture Golden Pill that contains the essence and blood of the Demon Sect's Supreme Emperor, Emperor Huangquan. You are just a physical warrior, but you were able to find the Pure Yang Pill for me to take and revive me."

"It seems like you have a great opportunity! Good! Very good! This is what the heir of the Great Emperor should be like!"

"Sleeping for eternity, finally waking up from a dream... I, Yan, have finally revived!"

An extremely vast sound reached the depths of Fang Han's soul. The dragon soul opened its eyes and seemed to be able to see Fang Han directly outside the picture.

"Who are you?!"

Fang Han, who was outside the picture, had a look of horror on his face. He could never have imagined that just by putting something into the Jiao Fu Huang Quan picture, there would be such a shocking change.

The dragon soul's 'Yan' said in a majestic voice.

"It seems that you are still unaware of my identity, and you just woke me up by accident. But this just proves that you have amazing luck and boundless blessings. This is your great blessing. You will inherit the Taoism of the Supreme Demon Sect Emperor and Huangquan Emperor, who were once invincible and suppressed the Xuanhuang World! You will become an immortal in the future!"

"Listen carefully, kid. I am the spirit of this peerless Taoist artifact, the Jiao Fu Huangquan Tu, Yan!"

"Yan?!"

Fang Han's weak spirit was enduring the violent storm brought about by the dragon in the Yellow Springs Map, and his heart was extremely shocked.

A peerless Taoist weapon, this Jiao Fu Huangquan Tu is such a great thing, will he inherit the inheritance of the Supreme Demon Sect Emperor? Just as the weapon spirit Yan said, this is such an amazing fortune, boundless blessing, and a peerless opportunity that people in the world can hardly imagine.

And what kind of earth-shattering changes will the early resurrection of the Jiao Fu Huangquan Tu bring to the world?

No one can know.

(End of this chapter)