rumbling—
Accompanied by a dull sound, the stone door of the side tomb was slammed shut.
Elder Fang immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression of strength collapsed in an instant, revealing an expression of extreme pain.
However, he did not immediately enter the healing state, but spread his spiritual consciousness and watched closely Zhang Yang in the main tomb.
…
Zhang Yang watched the tomb door fall, and his heart skipped a beat.
This is a good opportunity to escape. Judging by the serious injury of Fang Laoer, if he runs away, the other party may not be able to chase after him; but if he stays behind, once the other party's injury recovers, he will really be slaughtered.
Zhang Yang never believed the old man Fang's nonsense about "inheritance of the mantle".
He vaguely remembered that when he was escaping just now, he seemed to hear the two duels in the sky mentioning the "Fang Family of Tianhe City". It seems that old man Fang misses his family very much, that's why he has some scruples, not daring to fight desperately with that man named Ye Tiannan.
According to common sense, if old man Fang really wanted to pass on the mantle to himself, he would definitely entrust himself to take care of his family.
However, Mr. Fang didn't even mention his own name, and he didn't see any intention of telling him.
No need to ask, old man Fang just wants to use himself. Zhang Yang couldn't sleep or eat until he didn't know which aspect of himself was worthy of the other party's use.
However, Zhang Yang had some scruples about escaping.
Leaving aside whether Mr. Fang was really injured so badly that he didn't have the energy to take care of him, the apricot-yellow flags placed outside the ancient tomb made Zhang Yang extremely afraid.
How can the magic circle arranged by the masters of Jindan stage be underestimated
Zhang Yang wanted to scan his mind to see how old Fang was doing. However, after a moment of hesitation, he gave up this unwise plan.
Thoughts in his heart turned sharply, but his face was calm. In the end, he found that he had no room to resist in front of this Jindan old monster.
"Let's adapt to all changes with the same!"
Zhang Yang could only think helplessly, lifted the lid of the coffin, and lay down inside.
…
"Hmph! You're smart!"
Seeing Zhang Yang who was not moving, Mr. Fang snorted coldly, took out a elixir and put it in his mouth, and began to treat the injury.
With the formation flag outside the ancient tomb, he was not worried that a small wandering corpse could stir up any big waves.
…
The strength of the enemy is too much greater than his own, as long as the opponent moves a finger, he will die without a place to bury him.
In this situation, Zhang Yang thought hard, but couldn't find a way to deal with it. In the end, he simply put on an appearance that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, and fell asleep in the sarcophagus. As for what kind of conspiracy Mr. Fang has, let's do whatever he wants!
Of course, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble, he dared not take out the Yin Ningzhu.
A few hours later, while sleeping soundly, there was a "rumbling" sound, and the stone door of the small tomb opened.
call!
Zhang Yang's eyes opened suddenly, and his body stood up stiffly like a template.
I saw old man Fang walking out of the small tomb.
In just a few hours, the scary wound on his chest has disappeared, but, looking at his face like gold paper, he can tell that his condition is still not very good.
Old Fang was not polite, and said directly:
"Pack up and get ready to leave here with me."
Zhang Yang was taken aback.
Elder Fang explained a little bit:
"I have an old enemy who fought against me yesterday and both were injured. It's just that he may be slightly injured. As long as he is a little better, I'm afraid he will come after me... After all, some treasures on me are still valuable to Jindan stage monks. Very enviable."
Zhang Yang knew that it was useless to talk too much, so he nodded, followed Old Fang, and walked out.
After leaving the ancient tomb, it was noon, and the sun was shining brightly outside. Although there were ancient trees for shade, the sun was still steaming, and it looked unbearably hot.
Elder Fang waved.
Whoosh!
A few flashes of yellow light flashed, and those small apricot-yellow flags returned to his hand, and soon disappeared.
Zhang Yang glanced over, and it seemed that a ring on the opponent's hand was causing trouble. Could it be, that is the legendary space ring
Elder Fang waved again.
The blood coffin on Zhang Yang's back immediately left his body and flew away.
Zhang Yang was startled, and subconsciously grabbed it, but it was empty.
Old man Fang smiled, reached out to catch the blood coffin, and flicked the coffin with his hand.
"Huh? This blood coffin is of good quality! Looking at the style, it seems to be made by the Corpse Refining Sect? I don't know if you have something to do with the Corpse Refining Sect, or do you have some origins?"
Speaking of this, looking at Zhang Yang, who was unable to speak, Mr. Fang put his hand on his forehead and said with a smile: "I am confused! However, it is not difficult for you to speak. When I get to a safe place, I will do it myself." There are many ways to get you to speak."
Zhang Yang was overjoyed when he heard the words, no matter what, it was always good to be able to speak.
Elder Fang went on to say:
"However, right now, I'm going to wrong you for taking shelter in this blood coffin temporarily. It's important for us to hurry!"
Zhang Yang was startled, before he had time to react, he saw Mr. Fang reached out and patted the blood coffin, and a huge force attracted Zhang Yang to fly towards the blood coffin.
call out!
Zhang Yang turned into a ray of black light and was sucked into the blood coffin. He only felt a blur of consciousness for a while, and then he didn't know anything anymore.
Elder Fang reached out to put the blood coffin into the interspatial ring, not daring to hesitate, looked for the direction, turned into a stream of light, and fled towards the depths of the mountain forest.
…
Two hours later, several beams of light landed beside the ancient tomb.
After several people searched around for a while, one of them said: "Fang Laoer used to recuperate his injuries here, but unfortunately he has left."
"Hmph! It's his fate! However, he will go back to Fang's house after all, so we will go to Tianhe City to wait for him. This time, I offended him terribly, so I must kill the grass and root out the roots, so as not to leave any hidden dangers behind."
The one who spoke this time was the one named Ye Tiannan. Judging by his condition, he didn't look very good either. It was obvious that his injuries hadn't healed.
"Senior Brother Ye is right. Old Fang only has more than ten years of life left. If he is asked to arrange the future generations of the Fang family, he will inevitably give up his life to embarrass my Tianyuan Sect."
Several people nodded, turned into flowing light again, and fled away into the distance.
…
Zhang Yang opened his eyes drowsily, and was startled when he saw an old face looking at him.
He backed up again and again, "Bang!", and hit his back against the wall.
When I looked, I saw that I was in a cave. There was a foul smell, it was obvious that this was originally a beast's cave, which was occupied by Old Fang.
"Just wake up, we'll be here for a while." Old Fang said.
Zhang Yang gradually calmed down, recognized his own situation, and nodded.
"I don't have much lifespan. Before I die, I want to pass on all I have learned to you and lay a good foundation for you to practice. Therefore, we must hurry up." Fang Laoer said flatly.
Zhang Yang was taken aback when he heard the words, and seeing Old Man Fang's seemingly sincere face, he couldn't help being a little suspicious. Could it be that he was too caring? Maybe the other party really did it out of good intentions
I only heard Mr. Fang continue to say:
"In order to speed up your cultivation, I will refine some elixir. I have the main medicinal materials here; but I still lack some common spirit herbs, which are all recorded on these jade slips. You take them, and the divine sense Sink in and watch."
Zhang Yang took it, immersed in his consciousness, and sure enough, the spirit grass sprang into his mind, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, much stronger than the three-dimensional effect of a 3D movie.
Zhang Yang had seen some of these spirit herbs, but most of them had never seen them. Of course, this is also because although he often travels through the mountains and forests, he has never paid attention to the types of vegetation around him.
"These are ordinary spiritual herbs, and they are not worth many spiritual stones in the market. However, given our current situation, it is not suitable to show up in the market. Fortunately, you have a strong spiritual sense, and you can find them in these hundred thousand mountains. These shouldn't be difficult. When you find these spirit herbs, I can not only restore your throat, but also temper your body and make you stronger." Fang Laoer said with a smile.
Zhang Yang's eyes lit up.
His throat recovered and he was able to speak, which was something he had always longed for.