Fang Xing sat by the window, looking at the outside scenery, occasionally drinking tea and eating snacks. The girl named 'Qing'er' next to her was sitting on her knees, serving in various ways and being considerate. Occasionally, he would secretly glance at Fang Xing with admiring eyes. 'Not bad, not bad...this posture and look are as natural as nature, they should have been specially trained...' ‘Especially this kind of flattery... is rare in the interstellar age. ’ 'Um? Look at this girl, although she is Yunying, but she has a hidden charm... I wonder where Lao Sang found the best one? ’ 'The key is to give it away directly. Who can bear it when you look like you are just letting it be picked? ’ When Fang Xing was distracted, his expression suddenly changed and he looked somewhere. Whoops! A large amount of black airflow exploded, like a dark mushroom cloud, exploding in the east of Fangshi.
Among these gloomy demonic auras, there seems to be walking corpses with blue and black faces and bodies like steel... One of the bronze-armored corpses was wearing bronze armor, and its aura was extraordinary. It had reached the second level. "Oh? Is there really a demonic cultivator? Lao Sang seems to be unable to protect him?" Fang Xing opened his mouth and said something that stunned Qing'er next to him. Then, Qing'er saw his ancestor being knocked away by the bronze-armored corpse. If he hadn't immediately used the formation to protect himself, he might have died under the siege of the zombies. "Damn it... the Three-leaf Sect, and the true successor of the Tianjian Sect, you just wait for me!" A foundation-building monk wearing a dark green robe soared into the sky, followed by a large number of zombies, rushing towards the edge of the formation with great momentum. There was a flash of light in his hand, and a talisman appeared. It turned out to be a second-level forbidden talisman! Although this kind of rare talisman cannot destroy the formation, it can temporarily open a passage, which is enough to at least escape. "idiot!" Fang Xing cursed with a smile and flicked his fingers. A drop of water appeared in the tea cup, fell into his hand, and suddenly turned into a water sword, slashing it gently! Da Zi Zai Xuan Jin Jian Gang arrived first and caught up with the escaping demon cultivator, gently circling his and the necks of the many walking corpses. The foundation-building demon cultivator immediately separated his body and head without saying a word. Not only him, but all the zombies who were famous for their physical strength dropped their heads to the ground, even the second-level bronze-armored corpses. "Jiangang? Refining a sword into silk?" Mulberry Liuliu flew over, her face a little pale, but her eyes were bright: "Fellow Taoist is indeed the true successor of the Tianjian Sect. This swordsmanship is simply shocking to the heavens and the earth, making ghosts and gods cry..." Next to him, Qing'er looked at Fang Xing with admiration, and he wanted to stick to him. …
Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. Its mountain gate is located in a third-level spiritual place with abundant spiritual energy. The wilderness is full of exotic flowers and plants, and all kinds of rare birds and animals wander and play... A huge three-tailed white fox carried an extraordinarily gorgeous woman in red clothes as it climbed along the mountain range. This woman in red clothes has red feet and is painted with pink dandelion. She wears three red jade rings on her right wrist, emitting powerful mana fluctuations. She is obviously a set of high-quality spiritual weapons. This woman is none other than Wanwan, the genius of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect's elixir-forming seeds and earth-grade spiritual roots, and the master of the 'Linghu Fairy'. The three-tailed white fox climbed over the mountains and ridges as if walking on flat ground. It didn't take long before they came to a deep and ancient cave. It was lying on the ground, whining and making sounds, as if there was something terrifying in the cave. "Wanwan asks to see the master." Shi Wanwan's spiritual consciousness transmitted the message, and not long after, he saw a giant snake crawling out of the cave. It looked like a snake, with four claws on its abdomen, but its head was bare and had no small horns. The aura of the third-level demon king spread like a wild beast, making Shi Wanwan's heart tremble. "Wanwan, you are here." The figure above the giant snake flashed, and a rough man wearing an animal robe appeared. His body was covered with tattoos of various monsters. There was also a 'horned snake' wrapped around his right arm. This snake has no claws on its body, but has a long head on its head. With two forked dragon horns. This person is none other than the Supreme Elder of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. When he saw his teacher Wanwan, he couldn't help but have a soft look on his face: "Didn't my teacher say that I should retreat to understand the secret technique of 'bloodline fusion', and don't disturb me if I have nothing to do... It seems that something big has happened to Zheng Guo" ” "That's exactly it..." The teacher Wanwan said: "Reporting to Master... the Fengqi Life Tablet in the wasteland was broken into pieces, and it seems that it was poisoned..." "Xiao Fengqi? He is in the late stage of foundation building, and he has a winged tiger... Who can kill him? Who dares to kill him?" The strong man named Lian's expression changed. "According to my disciple's opinion, it should be a dangerous outbreak in the wasteland..." Shi Wanwan said. "Yes, in the Mysterious Realm of Ten Thousand Dharmas, there is..." The strong man surnamed Lian shook his head, as if recalling some unbearable past event, and kept secret about his experience in the Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Dharmas. "Besides this, there is another major event... A few days ago, a true disciple of the Tianjian Sect came to the Kingdom of Zheng, saying that he was ordered by the Sect to investigate the collusion between the three major sects of the Kingdom of Zheng and the devil..." There was a hint of heaviness in Shi Wanwan's voice. In fact, what she wanted to say more was the latter matter. "Is this an open and honest investigation? Is it a trap? Just waiting to scare the snake, let the demon cultivator kill him, and then secretly ambush him with the Golden Core Sword Cultivator of the Tianjian Sect?" The middle-aged man named Lian sneered at this: "We have nothing to do, so we can just calm down." "yes!" Shi Wanwan saluted again and watched the big man named Lian turn back to the cave.
After she came down the mountain, a sad look appeared on her face: "Nothing happened... Is our Ten Thousand Beast Sect really nothing?" … Qingyanfang City. Fang Xing has a beautiful woman by his side, and he lives a wonderful life of reading at night with a beautiful lady. What's even better is that the Sanye Sect and other nearby forces are trying their best to bribe him in order to avoid any connection with the Demonic Path. "Well... with this righteousness, Qingxuan Sect, Heitian Temple, and Wanshou Sect... at least each family can get one million spiritual stones!" Fang Xing put away a roll of intelligence and thought lightly. "Of course, I can do this because I am strong enough... If it were any other true sword disciples, they would be killed sooner or later if they dared to be so arrogant... If it was a robbery cultivator or a demon cultivator, what would the Tianjian Sect do?" What he showed now was only the initial stage of foundation building, and a swordsmanship that dominated the foundation building. But if someone really dared to come and test him, he could let the other party feel what despair was. Even if he couldn't solve it himself, he could still call on the deity. Now the deity is shaking, not to mention the original strength of the peak of the outer scene, and the trump card of the Great Sun Tathagata Palm, which can be said to blow up everything that refuses to obey. ‘Even if Wanxiang Demon Sect sends Yuanying cultivators to block me, it will be difficult to take me down…’ ‘However, to deal with a foundation-building true disciple, sending Yuanying cultivators? Unless all Wanxiang Demon Sect cultivators are dead, it’s almost the same…’ “Young Master!” Just as Fang Xing was thinking, Qing’er beside him lowered her head slightly and poured him a glass of wine: “This pot of ‘Peach Blossom Wine’ has been buried for twenty years, and the age is just right…” “Well, not bad…” Fang Xing picked up the white jade wine glass, drank it all, and continued to look at the information in his hand. “Ziyuan Zhenren returned to Ziyuan Fairy City? This woman is not dead yet? It seems that the famous spirit-attaching technique of Wanshou Sect is just average…” “There’s no need to look at Heitianguan. A foundation-building master can be killed even without the Nine-orifice Golden Pill…” “Qingxuan Sect, Qingxuan Sect…” Fang Xing looked at a piece of information with a little surprise in his eyes. "The pioneering team was hit hard again... Uh, how many times has this happened? But it seems that this time is particularly tragic?" "I don't know how Su Ye's group who are still in the wild land are doing?" However, this thought was only a flash. Although they are all old friends, if they meet, he is still interested in chatting. If they don't meet, it means there is no fate, and it doesn't matter. "Qing'er, I'm leaving."
Fang Xing drank another cup of peach blossom wine, put down the book in his hand, and smiled. "Where are you going, sir?" Qing'er's eyes were full of water: "I wonder if you can take Qing'er with you?" "As for me, I'm going to Qingxuan Sect to ask the sect master if he knows his crime?" Fang Xing smiled proudly: "My Tianjian Sect's true teachings are here. If he doesn't come to pay homage, he is guilty!" Qing'er's breathing stagnated. "There may be many battles on this trip, so I won't keep you. Haha..." Fang Xing laughed loudly, drank the peach blossom wine, and the whole person suddenly turned into a sword light and soared into the sky. A sword blazed, heading for Qingxuan Sect! … Qingxuan Sect. Inside the mountain gate. A young man in green walked quickly, and soon arrived outside a cave. This cave was filled with spiritual energy, with a second level, and a few acres of spiritual fields were opened outside. A young man dressed as a spiritual farmer was busy planting spiritual rice. "Meng Zijin, meet Senior Brother Qingyun!" The young man bowed: "I heard that Elder Su has returned, so I came to see him..." Han Qingyun stopped his work and looked up at Meng Zijin. For this outer disciple who came out of the wasteland together, he always felt a little closer in his heart. Hearing this, he shook his head: "Elder Su was seriously injured and declined to see guests. I already know your purpose, so there is no need to greet you." "Yes." Meng Zijin nodded, and was a little confused: "There... can't we really go back?" "Of course we can't go back. You don't know how tragic we were this time of land reclamation..." Han Qingyun shook his head: "If it weren't for Elder Su and I changing guards, we would probably have difficulty escaping on the way back to the sect..." Among them, Su Ye, as a foundation-building cultivator, was too big a target and was seriously injured! Meng Zijin pursed his lips and didn't ask any more questions. "I see that your Qi has been promoted to the fourth level of Qi training? Don't let Aunt Shen down..." Han Qingyun gave a few instructions and wanted to say something, but his expression suddenly changed!
Meng Zijin waited for a while before hearing a clear sword sound! The sound of the sword resounded through the twenty-seven peaks of the Qingxuan Sect's mountain gate, and a deep voice came with it: "I am Fang Xing, the true disciple of the Tianjian Sect... Where is the fake pill of the Qingxuan Sect? Come out and see me!" Every word was like a sharp sword, piercing the hearts of every disciple. "Fang Xing? The true disciple of the Tianjian Sect?" Han Qingyun and Meng Zijin looked at each other, and inexplicably recalled someone in their hearts, and then they both shook their heads: "Maybe it's just a coincidence..." Meng Zijin subconsciously thought of Uncle Fang's barbecue next door. As for Han Qingyun, he thought of Sister Hua who had followed before...