Chapter 89: The treasure is in hand

The sudden appearance of the red-robed ancestor almost caught Fang Yang off guard. He didn't expect that even though he was chanting a spell from such a long distance, the red-robed ancestor would still come to his door.

But he reacted instantly and his spell worked!

If his spell had no effect, the red-robed ancestor would not feel anything at all, and would not find him.

Therefore, while using the vacuum white lotus to protect himself, he speeded up the speed of chanting the spell.

At this moment, he felt like Tang Monk.

When Tang Monk was reciting the Tightening Curse, was he really not afraid that Sun Wukong would launch a charged attack on him?

In fact, Vacuum White Lotus cannot give Fang Yang a sense of security. The ancestor in red robe has treasure money in his hands!

Fang Yang sacrificed the Vacuum White Lotus just to buy himself some time to recite one more spell.

"Fellow Taoist, it seems that you and Pindao have never met each other, let alone have any enmity. Why would you, fellow Taoist, do this to Pindao?"

The red-robed ancestor said expressionlessly.

Fang Yang flicked his fingers, causing the air to vibrate and making a sound.

"My fellow Taoist is wrong. In the eyes of my fellow Taoist, I am a bad person, but in the eyes of those elixirs, herbs, and elixirs swallowed by my fellow Taoist, my fellow Taoist is not a good person either. In the vast universe, Is there really a difference between good guys and bad guys?”

Fang Yang had this realization after he entered the wilderness.

In the world of cultivators, pills, magic weapons, and medicinal materials have spirits. Monks can refine pills, magic weapons, and innate spiritual roots at will, refine them, and enslave them. No one ever cares about their feelings.

So, how are the standards of good and bad judged?

Pangu didn't leave an answer, Tiandao didn't give an answer, Ancestor Hongjun didn't give an answer, and the Nine-Life Tmall Clan didn't give an answer, so Fang Yang thought of the answer by himself.

His answer is, do whatever you want, do whatever you want, and do whatever is beneficial to you.

The red-robed ancestor did not expect that he would get such an answer. He was silent for a moment and glanced at the vacuum white lotus above Fang Yang's head.

"Fellow Taoist, you think you can compete with Da Luo Jinxian with just a ninth-grade lotus platform? Da Luo is Da Luo. No matter how weak Da Luo is, Taiyi Jinxian cannot compete with him."

Although Fang Yang has not cultivated the illusory Taoist fruit, his Taoism and magic power are at the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal. That’s why the Hongpao Ancestor said this.

"Of course not."

Fang Yang flicked his fingers and recited the incantation faster.

"snort!"

With a cold snort, the red-robed ancestor finally showed a trace of pain on his face.

Immediately, his Daluo Dao Fruit flew out from above his head, and black energy surged wildly.

In an instant, the black energy in Daluo Daoguo enveloped both Fang Yang and the Hongpao Ancestor.

Because of Fang Yang's spell, the black energy could not get close to him. The red-robed ancestor was in misery and suffered countless blows from the black energy.

"It's true that I can't compete with you. However, the Da Luo Demon Fetus Gu can. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been tortured for a calamity by the Da Luo Demon Fetus Gu."

Fang Yang's voice was very dull, without joy or excitement, as if he was describing the most ordinary thing.

Bang!

There was an explosion, and a bloody hole burst out in the chest of the red-robed ancestor.

"If you didn't have eight lives, I would have killed you just now. If a person like you grows up, he will definitely become a demon who harms the common people."

The red-robed ancestor glanced at his chest lightly, as if the injured person was not him.

"Yeah?"

Fang Yang disagreed with the words of the red-robed ancestor.

"Then Fellow Taoist has misjudged the person. I am a person who pursues interests, and it will not do me any good to harm the common people. Just like the two disciples of Fellow Taoist, if there is no benefit, I will not kill them."

This time, whether he was thinking about Fang Yang's problem or enduring the pain, the red-robed ancestor was silent for a long time.

Fang Yang was not in a hurry. The longer the delay was, the better it would be for him.

The black air spread faster and faster, and soon spread to a radius of thousands of miles.

Bang!

Opposite where Fang Yang couldn't see, the red-robed ancestor had dispersed into a ball of vitality. Ninety-nine percent of his Daluo Dao Fruit was black, with only one point at the core still holding on.

It’s not that he doesn’t speak, it’s that he can’t speak.

After finally accumulating a mouthful of mana, the red-robed ancestor responded.

"That's it! That's it! What fellow Taoist wants is not the money for the treasure? I can give the treasure to fellow Taoist, but fellow Taoist must guarantee..."

Halfway through his words, the power of Da Luo's Demonic Fetus Gu hit him again, suppressing the rest of his words.

"Actually, I have a question. Do you regret the choice you made back then?"

Fang Yang spoke again.

If the red-robed ancestor had not had a position, he would not be in the current situation.

"No regrets."

The red-robed ancestor's voice was firm, "If you don't take a position, that's my position. I will not take refuge in Xuanmen, nor will I fight against Xuanmen. What Xuanmen wants to do has nothing to do with me."

"really!"

Fang Yang thought to himself after hearing the words of the red-robed ancestor.

The choices made by Daluo Jinxian are carefully considered and determined by their true feelings.

The decision made by people like the Red Robe Ancestor is not to support or oppose.

However, in the eyes of those who support it, Hongpao Ancestor and others are just waiting and watching, while in the eyes of those who oppose it, Hongpao Ancestor and others are sitting back and enjoying the gains.

As a result, they were liquidated by both parties.

This is similar to the situation in the Great Tribulation of the Gods.

Great Shang and Great Zhou must choose a station. If you don't choose, you will be everyone's enemy.

Therefore, the Queen Mother of the West, the Three Emperors and other great supernatural beings related to the Great Tribulation would choose to help Chan Jiao deal with Jie Jiao.

There are five saints who are all on Xiqi's side. If you run to help Chao Ge, won't you make yourself uncomfortable?

"Standing in line is also a skill. If you stand in the wrong line, you will be in danger."

Fang Yang was touched.

His time is running out!

The Wutian catastrophe is probably the last counterattack of the devil.

If he is not able to protect himself before the end of the Wutian Tribulation, then he is likely to be buried with the devil.

While Fang Yang was thinking, all the black energy disappeared without a trace, and the world became pure.

He looked towards the position of the red-robed ancestor again, where was there anyone else?

There was only one copper coin with wings lying quietly where the red-robed ancestor had been standing just now.

The red-robed ancestor disappeared, and so did the Da Luo Demon Fetus Gu.

"Did they die together? Yes, after the parasitic Gu insect kills the host, it will also die with the host."

Fang Yang himself is also practicing Gu, so he naturally understands the truth behind it.

With a casual move, he took the fallen treasure money into his hand and quickly put it into the vacuum white lotus.

"However, this red-robed ancestor's calmness in facing death is as calm as mine. No one with great supernatural powers is afraid of death."