Tianxuan wiped the fine sweat from his forehead and checked the newly refined elixir: "Of course something is wrong. We are living here and our benefactor is facing the wind and rain outside. How can we rest on our consciences?"
Hearing this, Wei Sushen glanced at him and asked an irrelevant question: "Did you choose the Taoist name yourself?"
Tianxuan shook his head: "Given by the fellow Taoist wearing the blue robe."
Wei Sushen looked solemn: "It suits you very well."
At night, under the dim light, there are countless ghosts and monsters.
Fang Shan was walking staggeringly on the street with a big wine gourd on his back, not much different from an ordinary drunkard.
Suddenly, he stopped and raised his head, his sight extending to the long pole a few feet away... Someone was standing at the top, his dark purple cloak fluttering in the wind.
Fang Shan took off the wine gourd, took a sip of wine and waved: "Good evening, fellow Taoist."
The moment the Demon Lord jumped down, the corner of his clothes seemed to cut through the darkness: "You are in a good mood."
Fang Shan considers himself to be the best in disguise in the world, and never thought that he would be recognized again.
The Demon Lord saw his doubts and curled his lips slightly: "When I was in the Demon Realm, someone almost drank up my wine cellar... I spend all my time in taverns and like to hang out in places with many storytellers. I want to find such a monk. , it’s not difficult.”
Fang Shan narrowed his eyes: "I admit the former, but where to start with the latter?"
Demon Lord: "Why pretend to be stupid? I just want to hear the 'legendary' deeds they say about you."
Fang Shan clasped his fists: "Bosom friend!"
“…”
The moment he finished speaking, Fang Shan deliberately let out a breath. The monks searching in the city noticed and hurried over.
The Demon Lord crossed his arms and leaned to the side: "Why don't you continue to hide?"
Fang Shan looked up at the sky and murmured: "The moon is dark and the wind is high, it's a murderous night."
After wiping his hand on his face, his original appearance returned.
As more and more auras came from all directions, Fang Shan seized the opportunity and quickly said to the Demon Lord: "I will lead them into the wilderness to kill them. If the battle is put here, they will think that I have colluded with the Demon Realm, and they will find the right excuse." It’s not good for you.”
The Demon Lord showed a strange expression... This kind of understanding made his hair stand on end.
Fang Shan then said: "Once it is concluded that you and I are colluding, your words will not be credible."
The Demon Lord felt it, and now he will get to the point.
Fang Shan has already flown out of the city, but his voice has not dispersed yet: "Remember to spread the news: Hundreds of monks have been chasing for three thousand miles since Chao'an. Huangfu Aoshan, one man and one sword, started a desperate battle in Tiannan Huangling." In one battle, all the pursuers were wiped out, and the legend of Huangfu Aoshan began!"
“…”
The sky was not good, the moon was gradually covered by dark clouds, and the rain fell in a steady trickle. The Demon Lord felt that such a night was really boring, and there was no way to enjoy the fighting in the Demon Realm.
Think for a moment and follow behind to watch the show.
It was already a little late when he went there. Fang Shan stood with a sword in his hand, his face stained with a few scarlet reds that did not belong to him. There were corpses around him, but the corners of his mouth were cruelly curled.
Fang Shan has a face that is not suitable for killing people. At least he gives the impression that he is soft-hearted and loves to torment.
However, at this moment, through the raindrops constantly flowing in the hair on his forehead, Fang Shan looked into the eyes of the Demon Lord in the distance and grinned: "This is the way of the world."
After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving only a trace of his back.
The Demon Lord looked at the corpse on the ground and felt that it was not in line with his aesthetics. With a flick of his sleeves, the originally intact corpse exploded instantly.
"When did the leader of Tianji Sect start to like to join in the fun?"
Du Xuan jumped down from the tree, bringing with him a gust of cool breeze.
The Demon Lord clicked his tongue and said, "It's useless for you to have the reputation of being the best gentleman. You actually watched so many monks die at the hands of Huangfu Aoshan."
Du Xuan said calmly: "Since you have the idea of killing people to seize treasures, your skills are not as good as others, so you will die if you die."
The Demon Lord smiled and nodded: "Sect Master Du, do you want to have a bet with me?"
Du Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard that he changed his title.
Demon Lord: "If I lose, I won't compete with you for the title of the alchemist conference. If I win, the sect leader only needs to do one trivial matter."
Du Xuan's eyes flashed with calculation: "It doesn't matter?"
The devil's eyes also flashed with light: "I swear with my devil's heart, it's just a trivial matter and has nothing to do with good or evil."
Du Xuan: "What are you betting on?"
The Demon Lord looked into the distance: "Let's bet on whether he will go and come back. I think he will."
Du Xuan thought of Huangfu Aoshan's cool and decisive figure before leaving, and nodded to express his willingness to gamble.
Time passed by, and the rain became less intensive than before.
A figure appeared from a distance, and Du Xuan's expression was not good.
Fang Shan came running all the way and was not surprised to see Du Xuan. Instead, she gasped and said, "I almost forgot."
Seeing the bloody body, only the remains were left, I couldn't help but frown.
The Demon Lord looked at the sky, as if it was none of his business.
Fang Shan didn't care too much. He raised his sword and left a mark on the ground: Seeking justice.
Then sign on the lower right.
After doing all this, he just walked away.
The Demon Lord looked at Du Xuan, who could no longer see his expression, and bluntly stated the truth: "You lost."
Du Xuan glanced at him and did not refute.
The Demon Lord was in a good mood: "I just need the sect master to spread some news."
With that said, he conveyed the words that Fang Shan had entrusted to him to Du Xuan intact, and flew away without waiting for the other party's reaction.
Wei Sushen lived a life of incessant medication every day for half a month. When he came out of seclusion, thunderous disasters came rolling in.
Tianxuan stood far away to avoid being affected by the thunder.
This level of thunder tribulation would quickly attract people's attention. It was impractical to escape before the tribulation. Tianxuan silently spread poisonous powder around to delay.
Wei Sushen didn't have much worry in his eyes. Once he succeeded in overcoming the tribulation and his strength skyrocketed, it wouldn't be a problem for him and Tianxuan to escape from the encirclement.
There was thunder and lightning in the distance, and the momentum instantly exploded into the sky. Someone had already heard the movement and came over.
However, before he got close, the monk walking in the forest suddenly felt a chill on his forehead, and when he touched it again, it was wine.
Looking up, he saw a man lying on a tree, holding a wine gourd and shaking it at them: "Those who trespass will die."
"It's a sacred weapon!"
Fang Shan is now wanted by many families, and his appearance has long been spread throughout Chao'an.
He made a gesture of wiping his neck: "If you go any further, I won't be polite."
The person who came was a disciple of the sect, and he had no enmity or enmity with him. The sect was not very interested in the transformed holy elixir. He didn't want to cause trouble, so he left.
It's a pity that the next few people didn't have this awareness and wanted to capture Fang Shan to collect the reward. Fang Shan was helpless and couldn't reason with him, so he had to send them to see the Lord of Hell.
As the news gradually spread, more and more people came.
"Don't let the holy weapon break through!" Some forces have already formed a deadly feud. If the holy weapon breaks through, their ancestors will not be their opponents.
At that time, Fang Shan was standing on the path with his sword unsheathed. He glanced at the monk with evil intentions and suddenly jumped up. The light of his sword flashed, leaving the words "Mo Kai Shan" on the mountain wall.
A strange sharpness flashed across his eyes, floating in mid-air. He looked at these monks as if they were looking at ants, and said slowly: "One person can guard the gate, and ten thousand people can't open it."
Even if their positions were different, the visitor had to admit that Fang Shan's aura was terrifying.
As for Wei Sushen, Tianxuan has almost spread the poison to several miles away, but there is still no one coming to find trouble.
Squatting on the ground while burying piranha seeds, he looked in the direction of Wei Sushen and murmured: "Are you too weak, or is Thunder Tribulation not strong enough?"
Dozens of silver snake-like lightning bolts seemed to understand his words, and in the blink of an eye they became as thick as forearms and struck down with a crash.
Wei Sushen had a dark face and told Tianxuan to keep quiet while dealing with Lei Jie.
Others can overcome the nine thunder tribulations, but when Wei Sushen came here, today's thunder tribulation was like a chicken blood, forcibly cutting out the tenth one for him.
Wei Sushen directly transformed into the bridge on the other side. The bridge trembled and threatened to collapse several times.
As the first crack appeared on the bridge, a voice suddenly came from the distance: "Hold still! You are the protagonist, you cannot die!"
Tianxuan is in a daze... The protagonist is not in the storybook, and this method of persuading people is too weird.
Fang Shan's props were limited and he couldn't waste them all in this world. After delaying for a while, he expected that Wei Sushen would be almost here, so he flew over without blocking the intersection.
No one knows whether his words had any effect. Wei Sushen shouted in a low voice, and a storm began to rise around him, and he responded head-on.
The faint blue light weakened, which meant that the thunder disaster had passed, but the thunder still echoed in the valley. The monks chasing behind saw that Wei Sushen had successfully overcome the disaster, and quickly retreated.
Fang Shan: "Saving one life is worse than building a seven-level pagoda. Why don't we let these people go and claim their lives?"
Before the monks had time to rejoice, they felt a burst of heartbreaking pain. When they lowered their heads, they saw that the body had begun to fester at some point, and soon the bones were exposed. They subconsciously looked at Fang Shan.
Fang Shan spreads his hands: "Just because I don't do it doesn't mean others won't."
On the other side, Tianxuan slowly stood up and watched them howling on the ground, with no mercy in his eyes: "Since they said they died after eating my medicine, then you might as well try this explosive body and die." The taste of death.”
After the words fell, his attitude changed in another second, and he came to Fang Shan with his tail wagging like a puppy: "My dear friend, do you feel uncomfortable?"
While saying that he took out flower dew, detoxifying pills and other things, the surroundings were poisoned. What if his benefactor was implicated
"I am a holy weapon, invulnerable to all poisons." Fang Shan raised his chin proudly.
Tianxuan looked adoring.
After Wei Sushen broke through, Fang Shan returned to his domineering demeanor and returned to the city without hiding his true appearance.
Tianxuan followed him and for the first time felt the importance of being strong.
"With your talent, you will be famous in the alchemy lineage in less than ten years. By then, you will find a way to take the alchemy pavilion into your hands."
Tianxuan nodded: "It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. When the time comes, I will call on my alchemists to cut off the supply of elixirs to these forces."
After looking forward to it, he felt a little depressed: "But I can't protect myself now."
Fang Shan: "After all, there are only a few people who want to catch you making alchemy. Before that, just find a backer."
Tianxuan immediately said: "I want to follow you."
Fang Shan shook his head: "I will leave here soon."
Tianxuan has transformed, equivalent to a living person, and cannot be taken away by the world.
A flash of disappointment flashed in Tianxuan's eyes, and Fang Shan smiled and said, "But there is another good place to go."
The Alchemist Conference is over, and after today, Du Xuan and others are preparing to leave.
The Demon Lord did not forget to trouble him at this time, and his words were full of sarcasm about Du Xuan's gambling loss.
"Great, everyone is here."
Hearing this voice, the people eating in the restaurant stiffened instantly.
Fang Shan walked in with a smile on his face and pulled Tianxuan forward: "Come on, call someone, this is Uncle Du."
Du Xuan smiled bitterly and waved his hand: "I can't do it."
Just as he was about to retreat, Fang Shan suddenly raised his eyebrows and moved his lips a few times. Du Xuan stopped and looked at Tianxuan with a smile: "You are a talented person, are you willing to follow me to Tianji Sect?"
Tianxuan was used to being disliked and actively recruited, and he was still a little uncomfortable with it.
Du Xuan smiled and said: "You and I both have the word 'Xuan' in our names. This is fate."
"Bullshit fate!"
The Demon Lord and Du Xuan have been fighting for decades. Whatever the other party wants, they must fight for it. What's more, I don't know what means Du Xuan used. The leader of the weapon refining conference is willing to go to Tianji Sect with him. If another Tianxuan comes, it won't take long for Tianji Sect's strength to increase a lot.
"He is a gentleman," the Demon Lord emphasized, and said to Tianxuan: "You have to think clearly. If several major forces join forces to choose between the interests of you and the Tianji Sect, it is self-evident what the result will be."
Tianxuan looked sad.
The Demon Lord coughed lightly: "But my Demon Realm is different. Demon cultivators rely on fighting to plunder resources. You are an alchemist, so you don't need to take that road."
Tianxuan hesitated, having difficulty making a decision, and finally looked at Fang Shan.
Fang Shan nodded and gave him an encouraging smile.
Tianxuan asked: "Can the Demon Realm protect me for ten years?"
The Demon Lord laughed loudly, and the voice was deliberately loud, so that it could be heard from far away on the street: "My purpose is that if anyone offends me, I will dig up his ancestral grave!"
Using both soft and hard tactics, he tried his best to speak again in a gentle tone: "No one dares to hurt you while I am here."
Tianxuan was moved: "Good man, you are better than I imagined!"
"..." The Demon Lord's heart trembled slightly, and he almost forgot that this was someone with an abnormal mind.
"Good man, I will follow you from now on."
Demon Lord: "... Actually, you can think about it again."
Tianxuan shook his head: "I will go to the Demon Realm with you."
Before leaving, Tianxuan hugged Fang Shan gently and said, "My benefactor, I will remember your kindness for the rest of my life."
Fang Shan patted him on the shoulder: "Go to the Demon Realm, take good care of yourself."
Tianxuan: "My benefactor is the same." He lowered his voice and said, "My benefactor values love and justice. You should think more about yourself in the future and don't be dragged down."
Wei Sushen, who inexplicably became a burden to others:...
Du Xuan joined the Demon Lord, but because Fang Shan was here, he didn't dare to stay long, so he set off with the head of the Xiaoyao Sect.
The bustling restaurant suddenly became quieter.
Fang Shan: "Did you drop any equipment after successfully overcoming the tribulation?"
Wei Sushen shook his head.
Fang Shan sighed: "It seems that I can only take away the "Puppetry" this time."
Of course, it would be another matter if Wei Sushen continued to be willing to stay in this world to perform tasks.
However, both of them felt at the same time that it was better to take action. They had caused enough troubles. Tianxuan was finally taken in by the Demon Realm, and those who were willing to take them in... probably couldn't find such a force in the vast land.
The same blue sky and white clouds, but I can no longer feel the presence of spiritual energy in the air.
Wei Sushen had no time to feel sad. As soon as he came back, Fang Shan lurked in the corner and laughed.
"Come and see." Fang Shan greeted him.
Wei Sushen walked over and his eyelids twitched. Fang Shan was holding the "History of Tianxuan Continent" in his hand.
"Can I bring the book back?"
Fang Shan: "It's worthless and it's not a skill. You can still do it with a little privilege."
Wei Sushen read through it roughly, and found tens of thousands of eloquent words, all of which were devoted to describing Fang Shan.
When I turned to the last page, I didn't see a paragraph about him.
Fang Shan pointed to him.
I saw a small note after Xiong Batian's name on the first page when describing the Disaster of the Two Saints. At the bottom of the page, there was an annotation: In a certain month of a certain year, with the help of Huangfu Aoshan, he obtained breakthrough.
However... there is no more.
The few words about Wei Sushen that follow are all referred to as "another sacred weapon".
Fang Shan sighed: "I can understand the host's desire to have a name, but as a system, I am too good."
Wei Sushen used to be the center of attention wherever he went. Over time, too much attention would make him unhappy. However, ever since he signed the contract with Fang Shan, no matter where he goes, no one has ever paid attention to him.
I never thought that in the eyes of unofficial historians, he didn't even deserve a name.
The huge gap made Wei Sushen's mood very subtle at the moment.
An unnatural smile appeared on Fang Shan's face: "The host's expression is very dangerous now."
There are signs that he wants to steal his own limelight.
Wei Sushen stood in the yard for a while without saying anything, then turned back to the villa.
The little fat man was rummaging around in the living room. When he saw someone entering the room, he first curled his lips in Fang Shan's direction.
Fang Shan flipped up his hair and twisted his waist showily.
The little fat man couldn't help but make a face.
"How old are you?" Wei Sushen asked with a cold face.
The little fat man was startled: "Brother, why are you here?"
Wei Sushen: "..."
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