night

The daytime had come to an end, and the figures under the altar had dispersed.

On the white jade pillar opposite the statue of the god, there are golden words faintly shining.

Three names are inscribed on it,

They were Yun Sangshui, Fang Yang, and Qian Yezi, who were the chief disciples of the new generation.

The dispute during the day was over, and although many people disputed the result, they had to succumb to the obscenity of the little aunt.

This is the third day of the election.

Fang Yang was in the Scorching Hidden Palace, and at this time, he happened to open his eyes from cultivation.

He felt that the true qi in the sea of qi had turned into a raging river, and the river was bubbling and flowing, and a barrier appeared at the end.

This confirms that he has reached the pinnacle of his senses,

Fang Yang guessed that when his legs melted out of the embryo shell, he would be able to completely advance to the formation stage, and at that time, the prohibition of the nine-petal flower could be easily broken.

This is undoubtedly good news,

At the very least, if his cultivation is improved, the probability of him surviving under the polar night will increase.

Reaching out and touching the top of his head, there was a burr sensation in his palm, and there were already shallow hair whiskers.

When I put it down unconsciously, I can see that my nose has become high and straight, and my eyes are very bright.

Looks pretty good.

Fang Yang was very satisfied with this, although subconsciously, he was still more inclined to the appearance of his previous life, but he thought about it, being able to get away with it and grow up like a human is the biggest reward.

It took about three hours to sleep cross-legged.

A figure quietly walked outside the Scorching Quiet Palace.

Fang Yang noticed, opened his eyes, and felt puzzled.

Now the only one who dares to approach the Scorching Shadow Hall is Yan Jiuyue,

But the other party had said as early as the end of the election that there would be no Ji Yin Tai for the next month, and the affairs in the Dao Academy would be handled by the chief disciple, and she had no reason to come.

Fang Yang released his consciousness and explored the outside of the Scorching Palace.

In the dark, it was a man in a night suit, looking around, very cautious.

Sometimes he leaned against the edge of the wall, and sometimes he jumped on the cornices of the temple, trying to avoid places where there was light, for fear of being discovered.

The man had a black cloth wrapped around his face, exposing only his eyes to the air.

"Huh?" In the hall, Fang Yang's eyebrows trembled, and he saw the appearance of the person who came clearly.

Cultivation is diligent, under the shroud of consciousness, the cover on the other party's face is purely futile, and through the black cloth, a familiar face can be detected.

This person has no other, it is Li Zidi.

Fang Yang was not surprised that he would come, after all, it had been nearly half a month since the mysterious person sent him a nightmare ghost, and if he didn't act for a long time, the other party would definitely not be able to hold back.

Yan Jiujiu and him had secretly discussed not to take action first.

The other party was able to bury corpse Gu blood in Jiyin Terrace, Drizzle Tower, and Dao Pavilion in a very short period of time, obviously, it was difficult for him to do it alone, so Fang Yang deduced that he might be the only one in the Dao Courtyard, and there was also strength and prestige above him.

Knowing the principle of casting a long line to catch a big fish, it is wise to wait and see how it changes to lure the snake out of the hole.

While thinking about countermeasures, Li Zidi had quietly arrived outside the door of the Scorching Palace.

He probably also took into account the keen sense of evil spirit, so he walked back and forth to patrol, pretending to be a night vigil disciple, but he didn't know that he had already been discovered by Fang Yang.

Li Zi pricked up his ears,

The surroundings are so quiet that you can almost hear a pin dropping,

He listened to the situation in the temple, wondering if the evil spirit was still there.

Fang Yang let out a coughing sound very cooperatively.

Li Zidi was startled, so frightened that he hurriedly held his breath, suppressing the anger emanating from his body, for fear of being perceived by the other party.

After a while, there was a creaking sound from the door of the Scorching Temple, as if someone was pushing the door open.

Li Zidi's figure flickered, and he quietly hid behind the beams and pillars in the corridor.

The sound of footsteps was heard, and his heart was beating like a drum, trying his best to hide the vitality on his body.

The people inside walked out of the main hall and walked straight ahead.

I don't seem to be aware of myself.

After two minutes, the figure walked away, and Li Zidi breathed a sigh of relief and looked over.

In the distance, it was a creature covered in blood, exuding a fierce aura, and the direction of walking was where the disciple lived.

"Are you going to kill someone?" Li Zidian was dripping with cold sweat behind his back, feeling afraid.

He was sure that the creature shrouded in blood was an evil spirit.

So it seems that the other party has been out of trouble!

So, he took out a peculiar fire fold from his bosom and put it to his mouth and blew it gently.

In the next second, a cluster of dark blue flames jumped up,

The flames broke away from the fold and flew high into the air, quickly reaching the large array overhead.

There was no obstacle, and the blue color did not seem to be substantial, piercing directly above the large array, floating into the unknown distance.

After doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief, jumped onto the edge of the temple, and disappeared into the darkness.

Standing at the fork in the road a hundred meters away, shrouded in consciousness, Fang Yang captured his every move into perception.

I should be ready to act.

It's just a little unexpected to him that Li Zidi actually has a short hand to shield the mountain protection array.

The faint blue flame should have served as a signal to convey news to the mysterious people outside the big array, so that the inside and the outside should be together.

The situation was getting more and more tense, and Fang Yang couldn't guess what they were going to do, so he could only follow the principle of waiting and seeing.

"Corpse blood. Fang Yang didn't plan to return to the Scorching Hidden Hall now, he thought of the conversation he heard when he was in the stone cave, Li Zidi had told the mysterious person that there was corpse Gu blood buried in Jiyin Terrace, Drizzle Tower, and Dao Lordship.

He dabbled in this thing in the Taoist canon, the shadow of the shadow gate will be planted with a strange Gu, in order to prevent rebellion, the corpse Gu blood is to provoke the onset of Gu poison, the shadow will be devoured, and finally rapidly aging until the skin withers and detaches from the flesh and bones, and then turns into a pool of blood, leaving only the skeleton, you can imagine what kind of pain it will endure.

Fang Yang hadn't mentioned this matter to Yan Jiujiu, and the last time he was on the altar, he only told the other party his guess and told him about Li Zidi and the mysterious man.

He had a vague guess,

Yan Jiujiu had heard Wei Suo say that this was not so much a strange disease, but more like the shadow of a strange Gu, if it wasn't for the fact that in order to deal with her, how could the meticulous work in the Daoist courtyard go to great lengths to bury useless corpse Gu blood.

Although Yan Jiujiu said that he could stay by himself after three months, Fang Yang didn't believe it all, and secretly kept his mind.

If the people in the shadow gate were too big to stop him, then Fang Yang could only let it go, and he would never take his own life for the sake of a simple promise from the other party.

When the time comes, it's good to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and save your life.

Although it is very despicable and cold, it is not easy to live in such a troubled world.

What's more, Yan Jiujiu's starting point is to use him to spend his food and rest.

A group of irrelevant people, or people who treated him as an evil spirit from the beginning, Fang Yang had no reason to sell his life.

There was silence in the darkness, and soon, he came to the Dao Pavilion.

Outside the attic, a person stood under the lantern, as if waiting for Fang Yang for a long time.

"Why are you here?"

"I asked the disciple of the Zhengbao Division, and he said that you are a cultivator, and you may be able to wait for you outside the Dao Pavilion. The man under the lantern said slowly.