Standing up and looking at the corpse on the ground, Fang Yi frowned. Although it is not the core disciple who was killed, in the sect, he is also a person with a name and a surname.

Now that he is dead like this, the sect can't find anyone, and a search must be indispensable.

However, thinking of this, Fang Yi remembered his next plan. Not surprisingly, he should have sneaked back to Qingniu Town the day after tomorrow.

Track it down above, so what about him. Besides, it was not the core disciple who died after all, and the so-called investigation must have been just a hasty matter.

Thinking of this, Fang Yi carried all the corpses of several people on the ground to the big pit that was blown out. A simple burial followed.

After all, he had read a lot of sage books. Although what he had seen and heard had changed his personality since he entered the cultivation realm, he still couldn't do it by letting a few people be in the wilderness.

I looked at the newly heaped graves. Fang Yi's body turned around and left.

Half an hour passed, and Fang Yi, who walked out of the back mountain, returned to his utility room again.

Touching the drunken grass in his hand, Fang Yi thought carefully. The spirit grass juice he remembered was like wine, and after it was mixed into the wine, it was even more impossible to distinguish it.

And its function is exactly what its name suggests. After eating, the monk was as drunk as a mortal.

As for the degree of drunkenness, it is determined according to the person who takes it, the amount of food consumed.

Looking at Uncle Li's retreat, Fang Yi looked at the drunken cultivation grass in his hand again, and frowned. To be honest, since entering the Yuyue Sect, although Uncle Li has not taken special care of him, he has not been bad to him.

But now in order to kill Zhao Yin, he must get a medium-grade spiritual weapon. And the medium-grade spiritual weapon, according to the current situation, the only way to get it is only Uncle Li.

"Alas".

sighed, although I was a little sorry for Uncle Li. But in order to take revenge, he can only find a chance to make up for Uncle Li in the future.

The dark fire rose, and Fang Yi put half a catty of drunken grass on top of the dark fire. As time passed, the rich aroma of wine gradually spread throughout the room.

Hearing this, Fang Yi dared to collect the incinerated medicinal liquid. Then, the liquid is poured into a flask and mixed.

Originally, Uncle Li cultivated to reach the early stage of foundation building. The body has long since cleared the valley, and it no longer needs to rely on ordinary food to survive.

However, Uncle Li's cultivation method requires frequent drinking. And if you want to drink, needless to say, the wine refined by the elixir is impossible for Uncle Li in the early stage of foundation building.

One bottle of wine per day. Plus snacks and so on. Every day, Fang Yi needs to go to the kitchen and bring it to Uncle Li.

Of course, Uncle Li usually doesn't touch the appetizers. And when it was taken out, needless to say, almost all of it fell into the fat man's stomach.

Picking up the wine, Fang Yi walked out of the room and walked towards Uncle Li's retreat. Needless to say, the drunken grass after this purification is cultivated. It should be no problem to let Uncle Li get drunk for ten days.

"Oh, Fang Yi, you've got the wine again." Seeing Fang Yi come in, Uncle Li opened his eyes from meditation and said.

"Are you still cultivating? Is there any progress that has not been made? Uncle Li, who was sitting quietly, looked at the busy Fang Yi and suddenly asked.

"Disciple, I have already figured it out and looked away. I really don't have material for cultivation." Hearing Uncle Li's question, Fang Yi pretended to be bitter.

"Just look away, you work hard here. After a few years, when I get out of the customs, I will ask the sect to give you a sum of money so that you can return to your hometown. Seeing Fang Yi like this, Uncle Li comforted.

Hearing this, Fang Yi was quite moved. And his cultivation, which was covered by the dark fire, was suddenly a little unstable at this moment of ups and downs in his mentality. Almost exposed.

Hurry up and stabilize, the cultivation that was almost exposed. After settling down, Fang Yi said, "Thank you, Uncle Li, then I'll put this bottle of wine here and go out."

"Well, you go out....... Hey, wait a minute....... At this moment, Senior Uncle Li suddenly glanced at Fang Yi suspiciously.

"Forget it, it's nothing, you go." After glancing at Fang Yi, Senior Uncle Li waved his hand again in confusion.

Looking at Fang Yi's distant back, Senior Uncle Li was puzzled and said to himself: "It should be that I noticed that I was wrong, Fang Yi didn't have a spiritual root, how could he have cultivation!" Maybe it's because I've been cultivating for a while, drinking too much wine, and my spiritual sense is unstable. ”

Walking out of the stone gate, Fang Yi, who had maintained his face unchanged before. couldn't help but change his face, raised his right hand, and wiped the dense cold sweat on his forehead.

"It's so dangerous, I was almost exposed just by accident." Looking at the stone gate behind him, Fang Yi couldn't help but mutter.

I don't know, though. Uncle Li found out what he would do to him after he had cultivated. Will they hold him and force him to tell the secret?

But it's better not to let Uncle Li know, after all, he really doesn't want to be an enemy of Uncle Li.

"Bang".

After a long wait, the sound of falling to the ground suddenly sounded in the secret room. Hearing this, Fang Yi pushed open the stone door again and walked in.

Looking at Uncle Li, who was completely drunk and fell on the bed, Fang Yi hugged his fists and bowed. He didn't want to do it if he could, but time was running out now, and that's all he could do.

Walking to Uncle Li's side and picking up Uncle Li's storage bag, Fang Yi took out a fiery red spirit sword and a token to enter and exit the sect.

Although there are many spirit stones and other treasures in the storage bag. But it was enough to take away the fiery spirit sword, as well as the entry and exit tokens. As for the rest, he would never touch it again.

Looking at this fiery red spirit sword that exuded bursts of might, Fang Yi nodded with satisfaction.

The medium-grade spirit weapon is worthy of being a medium-grade spirit weapon, not to mention anything else, just looking at this appearance and appearance, it is definitely not comparable to the water blue spirit sword and earth yellow spirit knife in his storage bag.

The only regret, though. With his current cultivation and physique, if he wants to fully exert the power of this medium-grade spiritual weapon, it is still far from it.

In his current situation, after barely urging the Zhongpin Spirit Weapon to make a few moves, it is estimated that it will no longer be able to continue.

Putting this spiritual weapon into the storage bag, Fang Yi bowed to Uncle Li again. Although Uncle Li didn't know this, he secretly swore in his heart. On another day, if the path is successful. I will definitely come back to repay Uncle Li.

Walking out of the stone room, Fang Yi walked quickly and walked towards the place where the sundries were placed.

Last time, he had completely raided the room on the left. Now he is leaving the Fish Leap Sect. And after leaving this place, there is no need to worry about others finding out that he is stealing things from the utility room.

In that case, needless to say, the room on the right-hand side was also copied this time.

After dozens of breaths, Fang Yi came to the place where the sundries were put again. He looked at the two rooms to the left and right, and did not hesitate.

"Squeak".

With this sound, the door on the right hand side opened. Seeing this, Fang Yi stepped forward and stepped into .......