Plundering the Heavens

Chapter 212: the sorrow of life

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The departure date had been confirmed in three days, so Fang Xing temporarily hid in the Hundred Beasts Sect and waited for departure.

During this period of time, he was not idle, and inquired all the information he could get about the old man Huqin, only to find that this old man was quite legendary. The old man who performed art, was impoverished for half his life, and accomplished nothing, but in his sixtieth year, he accidentally got the inheritance of a casual cultivator, and since then stepped into the path of practice.

An old man who is over half a hundred years old has no foundation, no resources, and no guidance from a master, but he just relies on the middle-level formulas left by that casual practitioner to cultivate, soaring into the sky, becoming famous in the Chu region, and then Later, he worshiped Bingyin Palace as a foundation builder, slaying monsters and eliminating demons, his reputation grew day by day, and he was the lord of Bingyin Palace for a hundred years before he got tired of worldly affairs and retired from then on, rarely showing his face in public.

Now that a hundred years have passed, the name of the old man Huqin has not been forgotten, but has become more and more mysterious. The title of the first person in the Chu region was also called out during this period. His status is distinguished. There are rumors in the practice circle that, Even when the people from Fuyao Palace came to Chu Domain, the first ones to go were Bingyin Palace, and when they called on old Mr. Huqin, Shi was courteous and did not rely on his identity.

Hu Qin rarely accepted disciples in his life, and Bingyin Palace grew stronger day by day. Although it is still called the three major sects together with Qingyun Sect and Dawei Sect in name, it has already faintly overwhelmed the other two sects. I don't know how many disciples he has, but he has only accepted three disciples in hundreds of years, the first disciple has become the current master of Bingyin Palace, and the second disciple is a generation's pride, but later he is competing with others In the fighting method, the body dies and the dao disappears, and the third disciple is Ye Guyin, the first day of Chu Yu's cleverness.

In this way, Ying Qiaoqiao's worship under his sect can be said to have reached the sky in one step.

The name of old man Hu Qin's disciple alone is many times stronger than her current little princess of the Hundred Beasts Sect.

However, after hearing Ying Shihou tell the reason why Ying Qiaoqiao was able to worship under the old man Huqin, Fang Xing felt a little strange, but it turned out that Ying Qiaoqiao was able to worship in Bingyin Palace, but it was not Ying Shihou who got through the door , but this Supreme Elder, who has not been seen for nearly a hundred years, took the initiative to hand over the book, saying that he heard that Ying Qiaoqiao was very talented, and he loved talents, and wanted to accept her as his disciple.

For Ying Shihou, his daughter can be worshiped as the number one person in the Chu region, and she doesn't have to stay in the small sect of the Hundred Beasts for the rest of her life. Naturally, she was overjoyed and agreed immediately, but Fang Xing Faintly felt something was wrong.

In the world of cultivation, there are naturally precedents of old monsters with deep cultivation bases scrambling to accept a certain genius as a disciple because they cherish their talents, and there are quite a few of them. Those who are only eligible to be competed by those old monsters are all genuine. Tianjiao genius, and Fang Xing has seen Ying Qiaoqiao before. Although her talent is indeed good, it depends on who she is compared with. In terms of talent alone, compared with herself with D-level talent back then, she can probably be regarded as a genius. Genius, but if compared with Ye Guyin, it is simply a sparrow compared to a phoenix...

This level of talent seems to have not yet reached the level of being accepted as a disciple by the elder of Bingyin Palace who took the initiative to send a book

This question is a bit confusing, and it's convenient and I haven't thought about it.

There are still three days before the departure time, Fang Xing is free and has nothing to do, so he secretly prepares.

The first thing to do is to hide the Jinghuang Qin that was snatched from Ye Guyin. It looked like a one-legged bronze lance, and on the outside of the black iron, Dapeng Xiewang engraved dense runes, which can not only enhance the power of the copper lance, but also prevent others from sensing the breath of the Phoenix Qin inside the black iron.

Dapeng Xie Wang swore to guarantee that with the runes carved by himself, ordinary gold pills would not be able to find any flaws at all.

Fang Xing also had no choice, the Jinghuang Qin was a high-grade profound weapon, priceless, so naturally he couldn't just throw it away, but this treasure couldn't be put in the storage bag, so he had to use this method and carry it on his back.

Afterwards, Fang Xing forced Ying Shihou to open the spirit vault of the Hundred Beasts Sect, and found a lot of good things to use as training resources.

Now that he has succeeded in building the foundation, the resources he cultivated in the Spiritual Realm before are basically useless, so he can only start to gather resources again. Although he robbed the valley where the three foundation-builders were at the beginning, he also obtained some pills and top-grade cultivators in the Foundation-Building Realm Spirit stones are far from enough. After all, he has a solid foundation. Although the Dao foundation is polluted by evil spirits, its essence is still there. It is the purple Dao foundation that is countless times better than ordinary monks. The pills and spirit stones used in foundation building practice are not of much use to him, they can only replenish some of the spiritual energy consumed in daily life. To condense the second layer of Dao foundation, a large amount of high-quality resources are still needed.

Of course, it's a pity that the Hundred Beasts Sect may not lack the resources for spiritual disciples to practice, but the resources suitable for foundation-building monks are really not rich. Fang Xing searched the entire treasure house of Yingshiroar , Turning Ying Shihou’s distressed heart, I can’t bear to look at it, but I’m not satisfied with what I got.

All in all, one of the two scolded the other as a robber, and the other scolded the other as a poor ghost!

Fortunately, three days passed in a flash, and this little devil was finally leaving.

In the early morning of the third day, all the disciples of the Hundred Beasts Sect gathered in Zhongcheng to send Ying Qiaoqiao off.

On the Zhongcheng Square, there is a dharma boat about 30 feet long. It is a dharma weapon for Fang Xing and others to go to the Hundred Beasts Sect. The distance between the Bingyin Palace is not close, even the foundation-building stage monks are unwilling to fly on the clouds, it is still comfortable to ride on such a magic weapon, and it does not need to consume their own spiritual power.

Ying Qiaoqiao, Elder Moye who was in charge of the escort, and the servants who were about to go to Bingyin Palace with Ying Qiaoqiao boarded the boat one by one. Including Fang Xing's pretended "Little Nine", there were five servants following, two of them , are two old women, responsible for taking care of Ying Qiaoqiao, and the other three are servants, responsible for "breeding poultry", "sweeping", "purchasing" and other things.

Fang Xing was assigned the responsibility of raising poultry, that is, after entering Bingyin Palace, he was responsible for helping Ying Qiaoqiao to feed the spiritual poultry.

Before arriving at Bingyin Palace, he didn't need to bother, the spirit bird had already been fed Guixi Dan and put it in the storage bag.

"Father, Qiaoqiao has gone, take care!"

Before leaving, Ying Qiaoqiao bowed to the master of Hundred Beasts Sect, Ying Shi Roar, and said softly.

After experiencing Chu Zhaoyang's tragic death in front of her, this little girl's temperament changed drastically. She changed from an eccentric temperament to a taciturn one. She was about to say goodbye to her father, and her expression didn't change much.

"Okay, Qiaoqiao, I'm going to Bingyin Palace to learn from my teacher, I need to listen more to Elder Moye..."

Ying Shihou also sighed softly, and gave Ying Qiaoqiao a command, but looked at Fang Xing, showing a hint of pleading.

Fang Xing rolled his eyes, turned around with his nostrils closed.

He thought that he was just taking advantage of the opportunity to enter Bingyin Palace, but this guy acted as if he wanted to abduct her daughter, it was so annoying.

"Sovereign, we're leaving now..."

Elder Moye saluted the lord of the Hundred Beasts Sect, and then stopped drinking, activating the Dharma source on the Dharma boat.

The Fazhou rose into the sky rumblingly, like a huge palace, and swept away into the sky.

The disciples of the Hundred Beasts Sect were below, all bowing to see them off.

Thousands of miles of floating clouds, strong winds blowing, and the scenery of mountains and rivers on the ground quickly passed under him.

The flight of practitioners is sometimes a very boring thing. After all, the territory is too large. Even with the astonishing speed of the cardinal, it will take nearly a month to rush from the Bohai Kingdom to the Bingyin Palace in the northern part of the Chu Region. But it was quite boring. Fang Xing felt tired, and sat on the stern of the Fazhou all day long, holding his head, drinking wine one by one, watching the sky full of clouds and sunset.

"Oh, life is so sad..."

Looking at it, Fang Xing couldn't help but feel sad, and sighed.

He felt that he had already succeeded in building the foundation, and that he should have wandered the rivers and lakes with Jinwu and robbed everywhere, but now he was forced to pretend to be someone else's servant and go to the damn Bingyin Palace together to ask for medical treatment. God is so cruel.

"What is there to be sad about in your life?"

A faint voice sounded, but a red shadow appeared on the other side of the stern. It was Ying Qiaoqiao. She had changed back to the pretty red dress that Fang Xing wore when he first saw her, and her face was full of red. The scar on her face has also healed, and her cheeks have become as smooth as porcelain, but the ghostly expression has disappeared. She is so sad, her eyes are dim, and she is looking at the clouds and sunset outside the boat.

She was suffocated in the cabin, and accidentally came to the stern of the boat to blow the air, just in time to hear Fang Xing's wailing.

From Ying Qiaoqiao's point of view, he started the saddest life after he met that little devil. What's so sad about this servant who has nothing to do and hides behind Fazhou drinking, so he asked by the way One sentence.

Fang Xing had discovered Ying Qiaoqiao a long time ago, but he didn't like to talk to her, rolled his eyes, and said lazily: "It's sadder than you anyway!"

Ying Qiaoqiao saw that this servant ignored her so much, she felt a little fresh in her heart, leaned lightly on the side of the boat, and said indifferently: "Do you know what sorrow is? Do you know? My most loyal slave and most Brother Zhaoyang, who loved me so much, was killed by a vicious little devil. I have nightmares every day and every night. The dreams are full of the laughter of that little devil. Every time I wake up, I am covered in cold sweat... I... I can't wait to kill that little devil, I can't wait...to tear him into pieces...but..."

Speaking of this, she was slightly taken aback, as if she didn't realize it, it was obviously something she wouldn't say no matter how others enlightened her, why did she say it in front of this ignorant servant

When Fang Xing heard this, his expression was blank, and he turned around quickly, with a solemn expression, and said earnestly: "Little sister, you are wrong, you have to learn to let go of hatred..."

Ying Qiaoqiao was taken aback, she didn't expect him to say this to herself, and said with a sneer, "Why?"

Fang Xing said seriously: "Because if you don't let go of your hatred, your life will be even sadder!"