Returning to the side door with a solemn face as if he had sacrificed himself, Fang Xing looked up at the demon-slaying talisman with a big "死" character covering his face, his eyes were strange, Shenxiu and his eldest cousin were beside him When he came back from inquiring about the news, he was secretly surprised to see his appearance. Just as he was about to ask him a few words, he suddenly saw him stretch his sleeves and step straight up to a height of thirty feet. He stretched out his hand to uncover the talisman, and at the same time, he turned around and landed on the canopy of a big tree next to him...
"Eh... why did he reveal that talisman?"
Both Shenxiu and the eldest cousin were stunned, and then panicked.
"It's broken. Could it be that he was so mad that he was going to make a big fuss about Bai Yujing?"
"No, if you make trouble when you first arrive, the ancestors will be unhappy..."
Thinking of this episode, these two people suddenly looked terrified, and they stepped on the clouds at the same time, trying to stop Fang Xing.
But just as he got up, he fell down again, and saw Fang Xing on the treetop holding a talisman, took a deep breath, and suddenly began to curse: "Fang Xing, you bastard, little devil, long You are handsome and capable, and you are the number one scholar in stealing, abducting, and letting others live? Lord Buddha, I have been unable to stand you for a long time. I received this talisman today, and I want to exchange you for rewards, no matter what Where are you hiding, you will be found sooner or later, and all ten of your wives will be snatched, and all your treasures will be snatched away..."
"Um, don't mess with senior brother in the future, and even scolded myself when I got angry..."
Shenxiu's eyes were straightened, and she stared blankly at Fang Xing going crazy on the treetop.
"Why do I feel that he is praising himself?"
The eldest cousin was also very helpless, but they all guessed that Fang Xing had his own purpose, so they stopped stepping forward to stop him.
"Someone revealed the talisman..."
"It turned out to be a monk..."
However, Fang Xing's move immediately attracted the attention of countless monks around. There were already many monks outside the city gate, and those who received the talisman often attracted much attention, especially after seeing Fang Xing's attire. Curious, countless eyes looked over for a moment, and stared blankly at Fang Xing standing on the city gate holding a talisman, spitting and cursing, talking endlessly, and the sound spread for ten miles.
"The one who received that demon-slaying talisman again?"
"I don't know if I really want to kill that little devil, or it's just speculation!"
"It seems that he really has a deep hatred with that little devil. Look at how fiercely he scolded..."
"Oh, a monk cursed all about stealing his wife, which shows that he has a lot of grudges with the little devil!"
With people watching from below, Fang Xing scolded even more vigorously. While scolding, he waited for someone to show up to contact him, but he didn't expect that after scolding for half an hour, his mouth was dry, and no one showed up. Muttering, could it be that the bastard who took in his elf lied to him? Just when I was thinking about whether to go down to rest for a while before coming up to scold, I heard the helpless voice transmission of the old Jindan in my mind: "Little master, you just need to scold a few words to show your position, come down and wait, and you will come back." Someone will come looking for you, stand on top and scold you for so long, you don’t want to talk, and it’s not good to be too old, the little devil is said to have many friends... "
"I'll wipe it, so why don't you say it earlier..."
Fang Xing was very speechless, took a sip of wine to moisten his throat, and then jumped down from the canopy.
After conversing with his eldest cousin and Shenxiu in secret, Fang Xing found a smooth stone and sat down, drinking while waiting. Seeing his skills of swearing for half an hour just now, people around looked at him with some admiration, but Seeing that his complexion was not good, no one came to talk to him for a while, even the old Jin Dan ran away as if nothing had happened, just pretending that he didn't know him.
In Baiyujing, two monks in light yellow shirts came out, hung the same talisman on the wall, took another deep look at Fang Xing, and then went back to the city without saying a word However, Fang Xing sensed that they didn't have to come over and ask him. As soon as the talisman was revealed, a strange ray of spirituality entangled himself. Presumably this was Bai Yujing's method of monitoring the people who revealed the list, and it was precisely because of this , He didn't try to refine this divine sense, he let it hang on his body, pondering secretly in his heart.
Using this method to receive the talisman, approaching the group of people who don't like him is his method.
He has always been daring, the more he hears about those "big men" with extraordinary backgrounds, the more he wants to see who has such a big enmity with him, and he still uses this method to step on him when he is already dead A kick, and those guys who have received this talisman, aren't they going to kill themselves? He might as well just follow the clues to find them, and get rid of those bastards in one go.
Indeed, as the old Jindan said, Fang Xing waited here for about an hour, but two monks in light blue robes walked over with sullen faces, looked at Fang Xing up and down, and looked at him again. After checking the talisman in his hand and confirming that it was correct, one of them said sinisterly: "Monk, is it you who received the talisman that killed the little devil Fang Xing? What grudge do you have against him?"
Fang Xing also looked at them a few times at the same time, seeing that he was not polite to ask, he rolled his eyes and said, "None of your business?"
"Heh... you have a bad temper!"
The taller monk was not angry at all, he smiled coldly and said: "Forget it, I will not come to ask you, but our master wants to see you, and a great good thing has happened to you, if you are not afraid, Then come with me..."
"Afraid? The Buddha is afraid of a bird?"
Fang Xing sneered, rolled up his sleeves, and followed the two into the city.
When they came to the side gate, the two took out a waist card, lit it, and entered the city directly. Fang Xing was able to follow in, but they saw that Baiyujing was really different, with rows of palaces on both sides, and the road in the middle It's extremely wide, and it's all made of white granite. In the city, from time to time, there are monks flying against the sky, walking on the clouds, and the fairy wind and Taoism are heart-wrenching. But if you look carefully, the sky also has rules. The monks in the foundation realm can only soar in the clouds below thirty feet, but above thirty feet and below one hundred feet, the Golden Core monks go back and forth, even if there is a foundation, they follow the Golden Core monk , As for the height above a hundred feet, only two divine lights of the Nascent Soul realm flashed, presumably that is the height that only Nascent Soul cultivators can go up, with distinct levels.
These two monks in light blue robes were not fast, nor did they have Yu Kong, but their sleeves were fluttering, and they walked on the ground without dust on their feet. Seeing this, Fang Xing could only follow behind them, but was entering Outside the city, after walking for about a stick of incense, I came to a street full of people. On both sides of the surrounding area, there were shops such as Danfang and Qige. The people on the street were all monks, just like Ordinary people usually haunt the shops, and Fang Xing even saw a few monks in the Nascent Soul realm inside. After seeing this scene, he really understood a saying that is widely spread in the practice world: Jindan is as many as dogs, and Yuanying is as good as a dog. Baby walks everywhere...
"come in!"
The two monks in light blue robes led Fang Xing to a shop called "Liuheju". It is a shop that sells pills and talismans. The first floor is very luxurious and tidy. The shopkeepers sitting cross-legged behind the counter all have the cultivation base of Gold Elixir Rank 3, and several waitresses in colorful clothes are talking to the monks. They chatted loudly and introduced the benefits of various pills and talismans. Although there were many people, they seemed very quiet.
However, the person Fang Xing wanted to meet was on the third floor. He walked up the rosewood stairs, and suddenly found that the entire third floor was a cave. The cave is thousands of feet in size, luxuriously decorated, and even installed a spirit gathering array, so that when people enter this place, they will feel spiritual energy rushing to their faces and their spirits will be lifted.
Inside the cave, there are gurgling streams, pine smoke and copper stoves, which is an old-fashioned artistic conception. At the end of the cave, there is a thin gauze, and runes are woven on the gauze, which prevents the monks from exploring. Sha, saw a person sitting behind him, cross-legged, with a Guqin in front of him, but he didn't play the piano formally, and it took a long time to hear a string, as if he was tuning it.
"Young master, the person who received the talisman has brought it!"
Two monks in light blue clothes stepped forward to report respectfully, and then lined up on both sides, waiting quietly for the person behind the tulle to speak.
Fang Xing also stretched his head to take a look, seeing that he really couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, so he had no choice but to hold back his thoughts and wait for him to speak.
The people behind the gauze curtain were very airy, and they seemed to be careless about the three of them coming in. They adjusted the strings for a while until the sound was clear and mellow, and then pushed away the Yaoqin in satisfaction, looked up and looked out, and at the same time Spiritual consciousness poked out from behind the gauze curtain, glanced at Fang Xing a few times, seemed a little surprised, and said with a light smile: "It turned out to be a monk, I wonder where the master practiced from?"
Fang Xing had already thought about the answer, and said lazily: "I was originally a Nanzhan casual cultivator. I accidentally obtained a few broken scriptures. After I cultivated Buddhist supernatural powers, I dressed up as a monk. I didn't avoid drinking, and the girls slept with their hair. Although it is gone, but there is no ring scar, he is a fake monk!"
"Well, you are honest!"
The person behind the gauze nodded and said softly, "What grudge do you have with that little devil?"
Fang Xingdao: "Does it count if he slept with my woman?"
The person behind the gauze curtain was slightly stunned, and said with a wry smile: "I'm a little surprised that the devil actually did such a thing!"
Afterwards, I asked a few more questions. Fang Xing lied as soon as he opened his mouth, and what he said was perfect, or it was difficult to verify. Naturally, he didn't catch anything. In addition, the man probably didn't think about this monk. The one who was dressed up was the little devil who was rumored to be dead. After asking a few words, he felt relieved. He waved his hand and rolled up the gauze curtain. He also got up slowly and walked out from behind the gauze curtain. Seeing his true face, Fang Xing was stunned for a moment, his expression became strange...