three days later.
Under the nourishment of mana, Fang Xian recovered all his injuries and walked out of the cave.
The mountains are continuous, the mountains are green, and the aura is full.
This world is incomparably vast, the world on earth only occupies a small part of the continent, and the rest are mostly lofty mountains and mountains, wild and remote areas, and the four seas and the north.
Although this place is close to the world, there are also many mountain spirits and monsters and strange beasts in the mountains.
He spent several days in the shade, found a cold pool, used his mana, and caught a few old turtles from it.
"Hey... When someone else makes a move, the immortal energy is fluttering, and the five-colored auspicious clouds are everywhere. At first glance, it is the authentic Xuanmen. The mana I have cultivated is not only messy, but also gloomy wind, gray and black, so it is not a good way to see …”
Fang Xian sighed and looked at the captured prey.
These old turtles are not immortals, but they have lived a little longer. One is only the size of a washbasin and has some natural gossip patterns on its back.
He chose one, ripped open its belly, cut it into eight pieces, burned the turtle shell, grabbed the turtle's blood and internal organs, and began to foretell the good and bad of the revenge.
After a while, the hexagram image appeared, it was 'Da Ji'!
Fang Xian nodded and shook his head again:
'Other people's fortune-telling deductions, either pinch their fingers, clever and natural, or match them with copper coins and yarrows, and act like immortals, but my fortune-telling is full of blood, pit! '
However, the origin of this hexagram method is extraordinary. It is not the Plum Blossom Arithmetic that anyone in the cultivation world can learn, and Lian Shanyi can compare it to. Fang Xian is very confident in it.
At the moment, he packed up, cut the talisman and flying sword, hid it in his arms, performed light work, and came to the nearest 'Guangyuan City'.
It's not that he doesn't want to fly, but that the mana in his body is so shallow that he can't fly even if he wants to.
As for the flying dungeon? Hehe... That's just thinking too much, even Daoist Youfang doesn't have it.
The two masters and apprentices traveled the world, and the Taoist wanderer had a 'five ghost flag' in his hand, which was regarded as a treasure by the old Taoist, and he would not take it out easily.
At the gate of the city, a group of people were watching the Yellow List.
Fang Xian moved in his heart and leaned over.
"Recently, there were demons in the city who made troubles and used the Five Ghosts method to steal property. Fortunately, they were beheaded by a senior who passed by..."
A scholar in blue shirt sighed.
As soon as the words "Monster" and "Five Ghosts" entered his ears, Fang Xian's mind was full, knowing that the cheap master was probably real.
He looked at the text of the bulletin, and found that it was similar in content.
"Master is also a metamorphosis. If he can kill him, the strength of the enemy may not be high. I can deal with it... So I got a good fortune?"
Fang Xian came to a restaurant, gave some money, chose a secluded place to sit, and thought to himself: "Or... that person in the cultivation has left, and the rest of the ordinary Jianghu knights, of course, will not be my opponents. I remember the face of the swordsman, and I can get clues by inquiring a little."
People who practice, gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and gather the essence of the sun and the moon. Unless they reach the stage of cultivating the heart of the world, or have important things to do, they rarely stay in the world for a long time.
Also coincidentally.
The drinker in the building happened to be talking about this.
"Then the Yin family is a rich local, with ten thousand acres of land, servants like forests, maids like jade, and there are countless gold and silver in the house, otherwise how could they attract demons?"
A drinker blushed.
"It is said that the demon can use the technique of transporting five ghosts and the technique of piercing through walls. If I can obtain this technique, wouldn't I need as much gold and silver?"
"Bah! I have bad intentions!"
"Haha, drink and drink!"
The people at the table seemed to be martial arts people, and one person said again: "In the Yin residence, the second son of Yin, Yin Qiuxian, is not extraordinary, he is a famous player in our six counties, and this time it is said that he also killed a little demon. Woolen cloth… "
Fang Xian touched his face and felt that this 'little demon' had found his target.
He didn't say much, just paid the money to go out, went to the cloth house to buy a few sets of ready-to-wear, changed some eye-catching robes, specifically inquired about the location of the Yin mansion, and waited at the door.
In the evening, the horseshoes were heard again and again.
A black-haired horse with only four snow-white hooves came galloping.
Immediately, there was a young man with sword eyebrows and star eyes, his face as moist as jade, and a long sword on his waist.
Especially that face, the original body's memory is quite deep.
'it is good! It's not like finding the wrong person. '
Fang Xian pressed the bamboo hat and walked away slowly.
…
night.
A shadow sneaked over the high wall of Yin Mansion and entered the back house.
After all, Fang Xian used to be the supreme martial artist. He used light energy to spread out his magic power.
I found a dark place, took down a child servant, and immediately knew that the second son was still practicing swordsmanship in the back garden!
Fang Xian knocked the boy unconscious and came to the back garden according to the instructions.
Hiding in the darkness, I suddenly saw a person in the center of the garden dancing a sword under the moon, with a body like a wind willow and a sword like duckweed.
In the past life, can be called a master!
"Ugh… "
After a set of swordsmanship dances, Yin Qiuxian sighed: "My heart is leisurely, where can I ask for immortals? Immortal, immortal..."
Suddenly, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a yellow light flying towards him!
- Fulu Feijian!
After all, he is a master of martial arts, with a light drink, the long sword rolls up the blossoming sword flowers and protects him in front of him.
That yellow light moved and turned in mid-air, like a spirit snake, and like a peerless swordsman, who directly saw through the flaws in his swordsmanship and pierced with a sword.
'My life is over! '
Yin Qiuxian was sighing in his heart, but found that the flying sword did not come to cut his head, but shot out a sword energy, which directly destroyed his dantian.
"what… "
Under the severe pain, the second son of the Yin family passed out.
Only then did Fang Xian show up, carrying this Yin Qiuxian like a child, regardless of the hustle and bustle behind him, he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
…
Snapped!
A basin of cold water was poured on his head, Yin Qiuxian woke up suddenly, looked at Fang Xian, and suddenly his whole body shook: "It's you! Are you not dead?"
"Very disappointed?"
Fang Xian fiddled with the fire by himself.
He has already left the city and captured this man alive. Naturally, there are some things he needs to ask: "Is my master dead? Who is it?"
Yin Qiuxian suddenly felt a little chill.
When this person speaks, it is a bit too understatement, not like the dead master.
"Sure enough, he is an evil demon, with a cold heart, bah!"
He has a very strong temper and scolded directly.
"idiot!"
Fang Xian wouldn't be used to this baby, and crushed all the bones in his right hand: "You still have a lot of bones in your body, do you want to give it a try?"
Unexpectedly, Yin Qiuxian's character is really hard, and he doesn't say a word.
Fang Xian thought about it for a while, and shot out a mana, combined with some ecstasy magic techniques learned in the previous martial arts, and asked again.
"It was killed by a passing senior, who claimed to be the Master Bai Yang of the Luoshan faction, and left that night..." Yin Qiuxian replied with a puzzled face.
"Luoshan faction... Venerable Bai Yang?"
Fang Xian nodded and was about to take Yin Qiuxian's sword into account. Suddenly, his heart moved: "This person has a strong personality and seems to have some blessings in him..."
Anyway, the old turtle has excess, so it is better to count it.