Nangong did not go back to Yixuanmen directly, but went to Jinling City, he knew that it was impossible for the small Daliang Mountain to have a third-level spirit beast bloodthirsty cat, it must be someone's spirit pet. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Fu Fat Man of the Treasure Pavilion is very suspicious.

has reached the foundation building period, Nangong has learned the exercises and skills of Huoyang Golden Crow Gong, and now even if he encounters a bloodthirsty cat, he can easily do it. Fu Fatzi only has four layers of Qi training, so it shouldn't be a problem to clean him up.

Nangong did not return to the Treasure Pavilion with great fanfare, but chose to perform stealth techniques at night, restrain his body, and slowly hide under the window of Fu Fatzi. The fat man in the room was pacing back and forth anxiously: there were still words in his mouth: "The bloodthirsty cat has been out of touch for several days, and I don't know what happened." ”

Sure enough, it was Fu Fatzi's ghost, Nangong was furious, and he broke through the window with his figure, "what person" Fu Fatzi panicked, and hurriedly picked up the exercises, originally only the cultivation of the fourth layer of Qi training, but it was actually rising step by step, reaching the peak of Qi training, building a foundation in half a step, holding a black long sword in his hand, the sword was full of power, quite powerful.

"Bloodthirsty Cat is your ghost, right? Why do you want to deceive the disciples to come to Daliang Mountain to send them to death~"

"Hehe~ Now that you know, then I can't leave you alone, in fact, it doesn't hurt even if I tell you, the bloodthirsty cat has reached the peak of the third level, and it needs to absorb the blood of the cultivator to advance, you can become its food, you should be happy, I didn't expect that your tenth-level cultivation can escape from the bloodthirsty cat's hands, it's really powerful."

"So that's the case, you can die" Nangong's momentum rose, and the fire attribute aura spread outward like a wave of qi, and Fu Fatzi was in pain from being hung by the aura, "You have already built a foundation, weren't you only ten layers a few days ago?" "Wait until you go to hell and regret it~"

With a wave of Nangong's hand, a fire crow flew towards Fu Fatzi, and Fu Fatzi blocked it with a black sword, and the fire crow dissipated. "Hey, if you can dissipate the fire crow formed by my spiritual energy without damage, it must be a high-grade spiritual weapon" Nangong didn't say anything, exerted his true strength of Huoyang, rushed to Fu Fatzi's side like lightning, and swung it with a punch, and Fu Fatzi hurriedly waved the black sword to block it. That Nangong's move was just a false move, so half, he raised his leg and kicked Fu Fatzi's lower body. "Huh~~" Hearing the sound of broken eggs, Fu Fatzi's body curled up like a shrimp and fell to the ground, Nangong had no mercy, and took out his long sword to understand Fu Fatzi.

Fu Fatzi has been in charge of the Treasure Pavilion for many years, and there are indeed a lot of things on his body, and the space ring he wears on his hand is not expensive, open the space ring, in addition to the massive spirit stones in the ring, there are also some cherished materials, some materials, Nangong doesn't know it, Nangong picked up the black sword, this sword is extremely sharp, and it can even spread the aura skill, it must be extraordinary. Fu Fatzi seems to be able to isolate the investigation, and he can control his cultivation level at will, and he doesn't know where the spiritual weapon is. Nangong turned his mind and used his sword to pick open the clothes of the fat man, and sure enough, a magnificent belt appeared in front of him, Nangong tied the belt to his waist, it turned out that this belt could isolate the investigation of the divine consciousness of the monks below the Jindan period, and he could show several levels if he wanted to.

Nangong tried to input the aura into the black sword, and the black sword suddenly boiled, yes, it boiled like water, and the black metal on the surface seemed to be melted, slowly transforming into silver, as if this sword was made of silver, Nangong tried to drive the sword control technique, and the silver sword was like an arm command, flying out of various tricks in the air.

After cleaning up the scene, Nangong did not report this matter to the sect, and Nangong didn't want to return it to the sect with the isolation belt, silver sword and space ring that he had finally obtained. Nangong Meng, quietly left Jinling City, Nangong did not use the sword trick, but released the flying boat and flew back to the sect.

Fu Fatzi's death did not cause much uproar, the death of a fourth-layer disciple of Qi cultivation, no one will really pursue it, not to mention that Fu Fatzi was killed by a foundation building monk, and the investigating monk of the Xuanmen broke off his mind to continue the investigation, and hastily reported back to the sect.

Nangong returned to the sect, did not participate in the tasks of the team, and continued to practice the exercises behind closed doors, striving to become a Jindan monk in five years, and marry Yaoji.

Two years have passed, and one day, Nangong, who was practicing behind closed doors, heard a bell, and after eight rings, Nangong knew that something was wrong. Put away the exercises, Nangong rushed to the square outside the sect worship hall, the monks who were doing business had already closed their stalls, and countless monks gathered in the square, and the colorful clothes made people dazzled.

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