It would take at least half a month to go to Cai's house at dawn, and he had only been there for two days, and he wouldn't be able to come back for a while, so Fang Ye took off his mask and left Lock Sun City.

And outside the door of Fang Ye's cultivation cave, there were many people hidden.

"Elder Zeng, you've also been running this Cultivation Cave Mansion for so long, are you sure that the person who lives here is called Hua Feiyu?" asked a Fei family elder.

"Yes, the old man remembered that the man looked very young, but he had a big hand. And he had just come back before you came. Now that the gate of the cave is locked, it's hard for me to break the rules. If you want to find him, you can only wait for him to come out after he finishes cultivating. ”

"Hmph, I don't believe he's staying in there and not coming out. ”

And Fang Ye walked on the way to Rufufang.

Fang Ye had already thought that someone would follow him from the Zhou family, so he had already taken Jin Luo to cultivate in the cave mansion of the Hundred Miles Dawn, and he also took off his mask when he came out, and others didn't know that this young man in an ordinary dust shelter was the Hua Feiyu who didn't see him in Locksun City but heard his name.

"Jin Luo, what do you say I called to set up an army?"

"This Uncle Ben has to think about it carefully, what do you say about the Luo Family's army?" Jin Luo said as she sat on Fang Ye's shoulder and shook her head.

"Think about it, most of my army are reincarnated immortals, and there are peerless heavenly materials who are qualified to cultivate into immortals, so it is better to call them the immortal god team. ”

"Cut, return to the Immortal God Team, can you be more vulgar, Fang Ye. ”

"Forget it, don't worry about this for now, Rufufang is about 30,000 miles away from Lock Sun City, and it will take two days for Fang Ye to travel around the clock. Therefore, Fang Ye naturally used the three to control the divine wind and hurried, although the spiritual energy consumption was large, but Fang Ye had a large amount of pills to supplement the spiritual power, so naturally it didn't matter.

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On the sand on the bank of the river, the blue grass meets the sky. The young man's road ahead is vast, and he has hesitated several times, and the waves wash away the white frosty bones on the shore, as if telling the vicissitudes of the past. Throughout the ages, countless cultivators have left their fame here, but now the young man can only sigh in vain and be empty and sad. The heroic boy wants to kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions and sweep the battlefield. I want to learn from my predecessors, swear to be the enemy of the demon clan, and want to state the strategy against the enemy in my chest, but Jiuying Mountain is too far away to reach. The wind and sand are blowing, and the young man is only full of melancholy, looking far away.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

The young man looked back and saw a young man who was younger than himself, wearing a hat and a hat, walking and staggering, came to the shore, sat like a rock, and was leisurely.

"Who are you?" said the boy defensively, because this Songnan River is said to be a cursed river, and he doesn't care about this, so he is the only one who comes.

"Shhhh Fang Ye compared to the river and motioned to the other party to surprise his fish.

The young man looked at the ripples of the lake on the river, and couldn't help but blush, and he continued to practice on the side.

But Fang Ye gradually closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.

And until the sun went down, the boy left without catching a single fish.

In the evening, the boy returned home and stayed awake all night. I wonder what that person is doing on the shore, seeing that his breath is not like an ordinary person, if it is a cultivator, he can catch a fish with his qi, but why did that person not gain anything on that day, could it be that he is cultivating?

The young man couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and decided to get up and go to the Songnan River to take another look.

The moon was pale, and the pale light poured down on the green lawn and shone brightly.

The young man saw that the man was still sitting there and was fishing comfortably, and couldn't help but ask, "Fellow Daoist, may I ask what you are fishing?"

"Fishing for swords. Fang Ye said lightly.

"Fishing for swords?" The young monk was puzzled, could the sword also be fished?

Suddenly, the fishing rod bent down sharply, and Fang Ye stood up suddenly, pulling the rod up with both hands.

"Stop talking nonsense, come and help me. I think I've caught it. Fang Ye said in a commanding tone.

When the boy saw this, he hurriedly came over and grabbed the fishing rod and pulled it up.

But he found that the rod was getting heavier and heavier, so he had to use his aura to pull it up in one fell swoop. I saw that the muscles on the hands were abrupt, the muscles were tight, the hair on the body was straight, the hair stood up, the forehead was shrunk into a circle, and the aura in the palm of the hand rubbed against this special material fishing rod to make a "bang" sound.

"Cheer me up!" roared the boy, and in the middle of the river a huge whirlpool began to form, and it was still expanding.

The waves on both sides crashed wildly against the shore, and gradually the sound of the water splashed quieter and quieter.

And the rod was pulled higher and higher.

Fang Ye had already let go of his hand, and the young man's eyes were red, as if all the strength of his body had been injected into it.

"It's coming!" Fang Ye watched intently.

"Uhhh——!h The water level of the Songnan River has dropped wildly, and the fishing line has risen sharply. In a breath, the whole river was swept away by the fishing line, and the boy felt as if he had caught something, and quickly put away the fishing line.

At the end of the fishing line is the lattice of a sword, but the blade and hilt are not visible.

"Be careful. Seeing that the young man wanted to touch the position of the sword body, Fang Ye quickly stopped. "Sure enough, it's the Divine Source Spirit Water Sword. Legend has it that the Songnan River is a weapon of the heavenly gods, and it turns out to be true. The body of this sword is condensed by the heavy water in the sky, it is extremely sharp, and it can change the flow of aura, if your hand is cut by the blade, it is likely to make the aura in your body rush against you, and this hand will be directly abolished. ”

When the young man heard this, he hurriedly took the fishing rod and stayed away from this Divine Source Spirit Water Sword.

"Although this sword was once an immortal-level treasure, but because this sword has been transformed into this Songnan River for too long, the immortal qi has almost dissipated. It's not enough to have the best quality of the heavenly rank. Fang Ye said carefully.

Hearing the words "Heavenly Rank Best" and "Immortal Treasure", the young man's eyes couldn't help but glow, and the idea of taking it for himself couldn't help but appear in his heart.

Fang Ye continued: "Since you caught the earth sword, it naturally belongs to you. Now, you close your eyes and feel the breath of it. ”

The boy nodded, closed his eyes, and took in everything around him.

"Do you feel it?"

"Well, it seems to be constantly changing. ”

"Now you go over and hold the sword. ”

The boy threw away the fishing rod, but the Divine Source Spirit Water Sword stood on the ground out of thin air. He walked over, grasped the hilt of his sword, and suddenly burst out with a powerful aura.

The corners of Fang Ye's mouth rose slightly, and he said, "This is the first one, Shui Yao Divine Officer, Wanli Lake, Guangxuan Fanyi." ”