For the first time, the woman felt a trembling feeling in her heart. Although this was only her first meeting with Fang Zhengyi, there was a faint feeling in her heart...
The man in front of him may become the most disturbing factor in the entire sanctuary.
The most important thing is that there is already hatred between Yin Yang Temple and Fang Zhengzheng. Even if the relationship between Wan Lei's death and Fang Zhengzheng is separated, Shi Fan's death is absolutely unavoidable.
Make friends
Or kill
This is a difficult choice, because with the current status of the Yin Yang Palace, it is simply impossible to grovel in front of Fang Zhengyi.
So, with Fang Zhengzheng’s unruly personality, how should the Yin Yang Temple make friends with Fang Zhengzheng? Moreover, how can this kind of friendship convince the disciples of Yin Yang Palace
It's hard!
But if you choose to kill...
Based on Fang Zhengyi's current strength, only a few elders have the strength to fight Fang Zhengyi, and their winning rate is only 50-50.
After all, Fang Zhengzheng had killed five powerful men from the holy realm not long ago.
Therefore, it is also not easy to kill Fang Zhengzheng.
An extremely unstable factor is difficult to make friends with and equally difficult to kill. What kind of impact will such a person have on the entire sanctuary
Women rarely hesitate on one thing, but this time, she really hesitated.
Of course, after hesitating, she spoke again, but this time her words were shockingly simple: "To the east of the attic from here, there is a stone hall called Qiancaotang. Every seven days, Master, Master They will always choose to start refining elixirs during the time of 'Purple Qi East Rising', and now, it has been nearly seven days since Master last refined elixirs."
"It's been nearly seven days?" Fang Zhengzheng's eyes narrowed sharply at this moment. He wanted to see something from the face of the woman in front of him, but the expression of the woman in front of him was really calm, so calm that he couldn't even notice There were no clues, and it even made him feel like he had to believe it.
"Yes, after tonight, it will be time for Master to start refining alchemy again." The woman nodded, with a solemn look on her face, as if she had made an extremely important decision.
"Why are you telling me this?" Fang Zheng asked rhetorically.
"Because your only chance is to defeat the master, and then take the master away from the Yin and Yang Palace and find someone who knows how to make alchemy, such as Tianxu from the Shadow Sect, to take care of him day and night, forcing the master to take action. Yan Xiu!" the woman replied calmly.
"Let Tianxu take care of him day and night?" Fang Zhengzheng suddenly understood. Indeed, as the woman said, this seemed to be the only possible way to save Yan Xiu.
However, to defeat Daohun...
This is tantamount to asking Fang Zhengzheng to fight against the entire Yin Yang Palace with one person.
How is it possible
"Basically no one except Master dares to approach my attic. You can put Yan Xiu here temporarily, and then go there alone." The woman continued.
Fang Zhengzhi, on the other hand, was silent. He did not answer the woman's words, nor did he continue to ask any more questions. He just looked quietly at the sky outside the attic.
There are thousands of stars and the bright moon hangs high.
It's a beautiful night view, especially in this mountain range. At a glance, it looks like a huge hand holding the moon in its palm.
"It seems... you don't dare to go?" The woman saw that Fang Zhengzheng didn't speak. After waiting for a while, she said disdainfully again.
Fang Zhengzheng withdrew his eyes from the night sky at this moment, then looked at the woman in front of him, and a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"It's so beautiful!" As Fang Zhengzheng's voice fell, his eyes returned to calm, and the coldness in the attic also completely recovered in an instant.
"What's so beautiful?!" The woman looked at the smile on Fang Zhengzheng's lips, and her heart trembled inexplicably, because she had no idea whether Fang Zhengzheng was talking about the night scene or her.
Of course, this was not the most important thing. The most important thing was that she saw that the iron rod had reappeared in Fang Zhengyi's hand, and it was also raised high.
"What do you want to do?!"
"Boom!"
A muffled sound answered the woman's words.
Then, the woman felt that the world around her was spinning, and the world in front of her eyes slowly became dark. Of course, there was a man in the darkness who was smiling towards her.
The woman didn't know what would happen next, but she knew that the man standing in front of her was a shameless person in the absolute sense.
Moreover, he is a shameless person who will not care about anything!
What such a man would do was not something she could guess, and similarly, it was something she didn't want to guess anyway.
silence.
When the woman passed out again and fell to the ground, silence returned to the attic again, and Fang Zhengzheng glanced at the bright moon high in the sky again.
"Tonight is so beautiful!"
After Fang Zhengzheng finished speaking, he directly picked up the woman in front of him from the ground, and then walked towards the bed in the room step by step.
He carefully placed the woman next to Yan Xiu.
Fang Zhengzheng's eyes also moved from the woman's body to Yan Xiu's body. On Yan Xiu's face, he saw a kind of paleness coming from within.
Even though Yan Xiu's face was still cold.
However, this is a kind of weak cold, just like the grass that is about to enter winter, withered and yellow, stained with frost. No one knows whether this grass will wake up again next spring.
However, Fang Zhengzheng's fists were clenched at this moment, and the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a kind of seriousness, or an absolute perseverance.
There were no words.
In front of Yan Xiu, he knew that he didn't need to say anything, because Yan Xiu would definitely know what kind of choice he would make.
hopeless
Want to fight against the entire Yin Yang Palace with one person
Yes, anyone with a little bit of sense knows how to choose, but so what? Fang Zhengzheng doesn't need reason now.
He just needs to know...
There are some things he will definitely do.
Fang Zhengzheng turned around, and the quilt on the bed slowly flew up, spread out in the air, and then covered Yan Xiu and the woman under him.
…
Within the Daxia Dynasty, it was an extremely cold place.
This is where the Nangong family is located. There is ice and snow all year round. Stone monuments stand in the ice and snow, covered with thick white snow.
At this moment, in this piece of stone tablets, there are two corpses lying on the ground.
They were two corpses that were not completely stiff. They were all wearing loose black robes. Judging from their age, they had white hair and young faces.
These are two powerful men from the Holy Realm.
However, they were two dead Saint Realm experts.
In front of the two dead Saint Realm experts, there was still a fat middle-aged man standing. He was wearing a thin single coat and a piece of animal hair around his collar. The wind and snow fell, and the middle-aged man stood quietly like this. standing in the snow.
The current head of the Nangong family, Nangong Tian!
"Jiuding Mountain?" Nangongtian glanced at the two corpses on the ground, and then looked into the distance, very calmly. If it weren't for several newly broken stone tablets around, and the ice and snow blown away by the hot breath not far away, No one could tell that there had been a big battle here.
I don't know how long it took, but Nangongtian still didn't take his eyes away, until a strange and inexplicable star light appeared in the wind and snow in the sky.
That starlight came quickly.
In a moment, it fell from the sky, and then, with a bang, it hit the ground, leaving cracked ice marks in this extremely cold land covered with ice and snow.
Nangong Tian finally withdrew his eyes from the sky and looked at the place where the light of the stars fell. There, there was a seed taking root and sprouting.
A very small seed, but it made a huge sinkhole in the ice and snow.
And this is not over yet. The moment the seed fell on the ground, a spring-like green began to grow. Roots emerged from the seed and penetrated deeply into the ice and snow.
"Crack, click..." the sound kept ringing, the roots penetrated the ground, the ice and snow melted, and a huge tree rushed out of the ice and snow, growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Very quickly, almost eerily quickly.
Three feet, five feet, ten feet...
The huge trees grew taller and taller, seeming to reach the sky.
While the huge trees continued to grow, white flowers bloomed from the branches. The flowers had petals as white as snow, and a faint silver light flowed on the petals.
This is a strange and inexplicable scene.
However, there was no surprise on Nangongtian's face. On the contrary, there was a slight excitement on their faces that could not be concealed.
"Is it finally coming?" Nangong Tian seemed to be telling something. This was a kind of self-talk, but this kind of telling had a kind of vicissitudes of waiting for thousands of years.
…
When strange scenes were happening in the Nangong family, strange things were also happening one after another in the entire sanctuary, especially near Tiandao Pavilion.
Mu Qingfeng, who was wearing a snow-white robe, stood at the door of the dilapidated black stone palace on the cliff of Jianfeng Mountain, frowning tightly. The stone door of the palace had been completely opened, and it was still dark inside.
Of course, this is not important.
What's important is that a hundred meters away in front of Mu Qingfeng, there is a huge ferocious beast like a hill crawling on the ground, roaring continuously from its mouth.
For the sanctuary…
Seeing a ferocious beast as tall as a hill is not too bizarre, because there are many powerful ferocious beasts in the sanctuary.
However, the ferocious beast in front of him obviously did not belong to the category of powerful ferocious beasts.
The reason was simple. Mu Qingfeng knew this ferocious beast, or had seen it at the foot of Jianfeng Mountain. It was an iron-armed stone ape with a scar on its left arm.
Such a ferocious beast is very ordinary, so ordinary that if it weren't for the scar on his left arm, Mu Qingfeng wouldn't even be able to remember it.
However, the scars on the left arm of the iron-armed stone ape in front of him still existed, but the size had increased by ten times, and the original iron arm was shining with a pale golden brilliance.
"Master, another black-striped silver leopard was found ten miles away, but... now it is a black-striped golden leopard, and it is even bigger than this iron-armed stone ape!" A Tiandao Pavilion disciple said from high in the sky. He jumped down and landed gently below the ruined black stone palace.
"Got it." Mu Qingfeng nodded and didn't say anything more. He just slowly raised his finger and pointed at the iron-armed stone ape in front of him.
"Ouch!" The iron-armed stone ape suddenly let out a cry of pain, and its body like a mountain trembled and leaned back, then fell heavily to the ground.
"Take this iron-armed stone ape back to Tiandao Pavilion and hand it over to the third elder." After Mu Qingfeng finished speaking, he turned around and walked into the dilapidated black stone palace.
"Yes!" The disciples of Tiandao Pavilion immediately accepted the order.
…
The western mountain range of the Holy Land, Yin Yang Temple.
The light of the bright moon slowly dimmed together with the stars in the sky. The night did not pass too fast. Of course, it did not pass too slowly either, because the disciples of the Yin Yang Palace were busy for almost half of the night. Then, It wasn't until late at night, when the sky was almost getting brighter, that I gradually fell asleep.
Of course, there are also many disciples responsible for night patrols.
This is the distance that has always existed in the Yin-Yang Palace, and tonight, this distance is also the same as usual, but the disciples of the Yin-Yang Palace are talking more than before.
“We’re going to Qiancaodang just ahead!”
"I wonder what kind of elixir Master has been refining recently?"
"There has been a shortage of 'Frost White Dew' in the palace recently. I guess Master will be refining Frost White Dew these days. I really want to take a look at Thousand Medicine Hall!"
"Who doesn't want to see it? However, Qiancaotang is the master's residence. How can lowly disciples like us be qualified to go and see it in person?"
"Yes, I have to keep working hard. I hope that one day I can really learn from Master. If it can come true, that would be great!"
"It's better to patrol with peace of mind first!"
The disciples of the Yin Yang Palace were discussing and looking around, seemingly carelessly, and from time to time some disciples would yawn or two.
Not far from these disciples, on a tall tree standing in the Yin Yang Temple, a figure was standing, completely hidden in the tree.
"Qiancaotang?" The figure looked at a stone hall not far away, and an antique wooden plaque directly above the stone hall. On the plaque, the three words "Qiancaotang" were vigorous and powerful: "Ten acres of medicinal fields were looted. , but it is still so laxly guarded, this trap is really a bit 'blatant'!"
A smile appeared on the corner of the figure's mouth, and he looked up at the sky that was about to light up. Then, his figure moved, using the trees and the surrounding black shadows, to move closer to the location of Qiancaotang.
After a while, the figure also arrived at the side of Qiancaotang.
This is a stone palace that is not too luxurious. However, the stones in this stone palace are slightly different from other stone palaces. It looks obviously much older...
In addition, there is a yin and yang diagram composed of black and white above the plaque of the stone palace. Of course, it is not ordinary black and white, but two gems, one black and one white.
Just like two human eyes!
(Ask for monthly tickets every day. I feel that I have more motivation only on days when I have monthly tickets!)