The middle region of the Shangwu Kingdom.

In the Qiheng Mountains, there is a famous mountain iris, the mountain is 2,000 zhang high, covered with snow all the year round, it is a treasure land of Zhongling beauty.

At the top of the mountain, there is a majestic palace.

It's like a giant, overlooking everything in the Kamimu Kingdom.

That is the branch of the Xuanmen, the place where the Wuyuan Pavilion is located.

The Xuanmen branch pavilion is named after the pavilion master, and the pavilion master of the Wuyuan Pavilion is honored as Wuyuan-kun.

In addition to fighting against evil ways, the sub-pavilion is also the 'monitoring platform' of the Xuanmen in various places.

In the Shangwu country, Wu Yuanjun has the right to supervise all the sects, clans, and even royal families in the country, which can be described as the existence of the emperor in the country.

Cabinet - Tianji Fang.

A disciple who was in charge of managing the official account of Wuyuan Pavilion received a virtual image from Chen Ziling.

After taking a closer look, he was really shocked.

"There are so many corpse soldiers in Yaqi Mountain, could it be that the evil way has invaded?"

Shangwu Kingdom has been peaceful for more than ten years, and it is the first time that this situation has occurred.

"It must be reported as soon as possible. ”

He quickly intercepted the virtual image and put it into the spirit disk yuan mirror, and wanted to transfer it to the pavilion master, this kind of major matter must be decided by the pavilion master.

Syllable.

As soon as he turned around and took a few steps, he bumped into a white-haired man wearing a green dragon martial robe.

Qinglong martial robe, in the Wuyuan Pavilion, only first-class disciples are qualified to wear it.

"What's the matter, panic. ”

When the disciple saw the white-haired man, he hurriedly saluted, "Senior Brother Fang, in the virtual skynet, someone anonymously sent an image, it is about to report to the pavilion master." ”

This white-haired man is Fang Wenyu, one of the personal disciples of Wuyuan Pavilion, and his status in Wuyuan Pavilion is quite not low.

When Fang Wenyu heard this, a glint flashed in his eyes.

"Evil way, let me see. ”

The disciple didn't dare to delay, and immediately took out the virtual image.

After Fang Wenyu finished reading it, his face turned cold.

"This matter is quite serious and cannot be delayed, but the pavilion master is in retreat, so you give me the virtual image first, and I will go to discuss it with a few pavilion elders. ”

The disciple hesitated for a moment, after all, it was not in accordance with the rules to do so.

"What, are you still worried that I won't be able to cheat you?" Fang Wenyu raised his eyebrows, a little dissatisfied.

"The junior brother didn't mean that. The disciple hurriedly explained.

"I know you don't mean that, so come and see what it is. ”

Fang Wenyu took out a jade box, pressed his fingers, and pushed the jade box away.

A wisp of medicinal fragrance then spreads out, which is intoxicating.

Inside the jade box, there was a cyan Ganoderma lucidum, as if it was burning with flames, and the energy of the Yuan Spirit in it was very strong.

A metamedicine.

Yuan medicine has nine grades and three grades, and nine is respected.

"Blue Flame Lingzhi!"

When the disciple saw this Yuan Medicine, he couldn't move an inch of his eyes.

Looking at this size, it is at least a three-grade medium yuan medicine.

"I remember that the junior brother is a fire yang physique, the benefits of this green flame lingzhi to you, I don't need to say more. A smile hung on the corner of Fang Wenyu's mouth.

"If my brother is willing to sell, I can pay twice the price. ”

This Qingyan Ganoderma lucidum is hard to find, and if you miss it this time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to encounter it in the future.

Hearing this, Fang Wenyujian frowned, revealing a rather disappointed look, and said, "You and I, senior brother, how can we talk about money, you have discovered that the evil way has merit today, this can be regarded as a reward given to you by senior brother." ”

As he spoke, Fang Wenyu covered the jade box and stuffed the box into the disciple's arms.

"Thank you, brother. Then I'll give this image to my brother now. The disciple was overjoyed, and hurriedly passed the virtual image in the Lingpan Yuan Mirror to Fang Wenyu.

Anyway, whoever submits it, the result is the same.

"No one else should have seen this thing, right?" Fang Wenyu asked.

"There is no second person but me. ”

"Can you find out who sent the image?"

"The other party sent it anonymously, and it is not easy to find out, but it can be determined that it is the direction of Jingning City. ”

Fang Wenyu nodded slightly and said, "Then forget it." Don't mention this matter to others, you know, I want to show in front of the pavilion master, rest assured, the pavilion master has a reward, you will be indispensable. ”

The disciple hurriedly clenched his fists and replied, "Senior Brother can give me the Qingyan Lingzhi, which is already a great affection, how dare I have a little greed again." ”

Fang Wenyu patted him on the shoulder and said kindly, "If you encounter trouble in the future, you can come to Senior Brother, you can go back first." ”

Night.

Shady mountain black market.

Inside the Fuluo Secret Room.

The sound of fine iron tapping, one after another, was beaten into a mask by Chen Ziling.

At midnight, the last refining material was smashed into the Shadow Mask.

On the mask of the dead yin, a bright light flashed, as if a qualitative change had occurred.

Chen Ziling wiped away the sweat and put down the forging hammer.

"Senior, can this mask reach the standard of a ninth-grade spiritual treasure?"

Fu Luo, who was on the side, pinched the dead yin mask that Chen Ziling had just forged, and looked at it for a while.

"Even if it is achieved, if you can reach the Triple Martial Realm, it is the Martial Sect of the Sevenfold Martial Realm, and you may not be able to see through the mask. Fu Luo said.

Chen Ziling's face flashed with joy, almost meeting his requirements.

The Dead Yin Mask, although it is one of the ninth-grade spiritual treasures, is relatively easy to build.

However, Chen Ziling only came into contact with forging for only two days, and he created a ninth-class martial artist, which surprised Fu Luo, and originally estimated that Chen Ziling would take at least half a month to train to achieve this step.

"The Mask of the Dead is created to conceal one's identity, but this mask is only the lowest means. Fu Luo put down his mask and said with a smile.

"Is there a better way to help seniors?"

"That's, quite a few. ”

Fu Luo's face was filled with a touch of arrogance, and while he spoke, his right hand pressed on his face, and a flash of spiritual light flashed, and he took off a mask from his face.

Fu Luo, who took off his mask, was his real appearance.

The appearance behind Fu Luo's mask is not old, but has an outstanding heroic spirit, and he looks no more than forty years old.

Over the years, Jiang Yehan and the Shangwu Imperial Court, as well as some sects in the black market, have been looking for Fu Luo openly and secretly in the entire land of Lanwu, but they have not been able to find him.

This mask has a huge credit.

Chen Ziling looked at the mask, only to feel that there was a turbid aura on it, and he couldn't see the appearance at all.

"This is a seventh-rank spirit treasure illusion mask. Not only can you change your appearance, but you can even completely restrain the breath on your body. I am the only one who has a forging method. Fu Luo spoke proudly.

But Chen Ziling didn't have much joy and thought of one thing.

"Above the Dust Martial Sect, the murderous 'Chen Ziling' is wearing a real mask?"