In the north of the Central Plains, the northern corner of the imperial city opened up a new situation, after the new emperor Beichen Yuanhuang officially succeeded to the throne, although there were successive martial arts people who intended to disturb the imperial city, but with the help of the green forest forces recruited by Taifu Yu Jiefei and the three princes Beichen Yin, this kind of rebel people have been eradicated one by one. When the disaster of the Xenomorphic Demon Realm suddenly broke out in the Central Plains, even the original rebel, the former No. 1 rich merchant Chu Wangsun, who intended to use the power of the arena to rebel, also confessed to the arrest of his wife and daughter. The truth is actually that Yu Jiefei caught Chu Huarong, the daughter of the pseudonym Chu Wangsun, and brought out his undead ex-wife Yue Wubo, which further confirmed that the true identity of "Chu Wangsun" was actually the gold and silver Deng Jiuwu who killed the queen mother with gold and silver.

After that, Yu Jiefei intended to lure Du Fanglin to make a move, seeing that his teacher's teacher was not fooled, he no longer delayed and directly exchanged Chu Huarong's life and death with Yue Wubo to find out Deng Jiuwu's true love for Mrs. Hongye, and finally used the safety of Mrs. Hongye to force the biggest threat of the Geography Division's side to take gold and silver Deng Jiuwu wasted his efforts and retired.

Since then, the Imperial City has returned to peace.

The holy trace that has replaced the identity of the Incarnate Geography Division is gone, and even his sworn brother Buluo Dongfang Dingli, who was seriously injured under the soul bell after the failure of the attack on the imperial city, is also missing. After Beichen Yuanhuang led his troops to eradicate the border and plot against the heavens, he hired He Changling, one of the three Xuanyin who lived in seclusion in the primeval forest of Hanhai, as the national teacher. He Changling's revenge was avenged, and with the help of the power of Beiyu to find the human skin and restore his appearance, after rebuilding the old friendship with one of the three Xuanyin of his old lover, Qin Nu, he moved to the Beiyu Imperial City and worked for Beichen Yuanhuang with all his heart.

After that, the Hanhai Primeval Forest was no longer mysterious, and it was assigned to the Beichen Dynasty, and the Beiyu Imperial City dispatched troops to guard this place to prevent anyone from entering the forest by mistake and stealing the inner divine spring.

With the help of the leather drum master and the piano girl, if anyone wants to hit the northern corner of the imperial city, not to look at the face of the thirty-six soul knocking bells, but also to think about whether they can carry the three Xuanyin qin and drum array. The position of Beichen Yuanhuang is already secure, not to mention that with the help of the leather drum master, he has controlled the Hanhai Divine Spring, which is equivalent to controlling the nomads of the four clans who threatened the border in the past. The internal and external troubles were swept away, and the dragon veins of the new life were naturally stable.

It cannot be said that all of them are the handiwork of the Spring and Autumn Yan master, but it is inseparable from Du Fanglin's intervention in the Northern Regions.

"You're such a rotten good person, nosy."

Ancient pine hill, under the shadow of the tree, back against the wooden house facing the cliff, there is a stone table that has just been carved out, there is a pot of water, the person sitting opposite the black hair shawl, fair complexion, eyebrows like smoke is very light, lips are like blood extremely red, a pair of eyes on the handsome face are black and white, wrapped in a strict white fox fur, holding a steaming golden hand stove, the expression is three points of rebellion. This sick and weak boy who seems to be thin is none other than the Evil Spirit Dust Six Dreams.

"Intervene again, believe it or not, someone in your sect will fly a book to pass on you!" Dust Liumeng has always been intolerant of the rules of etiquette, and he hates the three religions the most, and he is not polite when he speaks, and he is not interested in the clear water in front of him.

"The politics of the north corner are clear, and it is a good thing that countless people can live." Du Fanglin drank water by himself, and the folding fan was put aside: "So I won the support of a country in the Northland, where am I like a bad person with no purpose?" ”

Dust Liumeng snorted coldly: "The bookstore under your name is full of suffering, why bother to use the north corner." Meddling in the national fortunes will only attract the attention of others, what is the benefit of Fuyan Mountain, which is hidden in the world? ”

"I'm happy." Du Fanglin said: "It is the biggest benefit of Fuyan Mountain. "After a hundred years of retreat as an old man, he came out and saw vaguely familiar people and things. The last time he made a move was when the Heavenly Ce True Dragon almost gathered the seven stars, and before he really started to do anything, he was called back to the mountain by a flying book from Mo Dumping Pool, and was taught by the older Confucian what the Mandate of Heaven was and the consequences of arbitrary interference.

Later, when Du Fanglin and Shulou Longsu let go of themselves together, they ran out to stand on their own, and mixed themselves into "old qualifications". The predecessor of the Confucian sect who intended to teach the teacher back then has already been robbed, and he still doesn't know where to return.

Looking at the current Confucianism, few people are qualified and brave enough to throw flying books in front of the Spring and Autumn Yan Lord. Thinking about it, Du Fanglin was a little regretful.

"I turned around in the tribulation realm before, and I saw the demonic fire running around, and the dead and wounded people didn't know how to go, and I didn't see any of you cultivators come forward." The evil spirits from the Realm of Destruction are quite disdainful.

Dust Liumeng put the hand stove on the stone table, pouted, and went to pull the pine leaves on his head with his free hand. The rosin fragrance is overflowing, and it smells better than the bland and tasteless white water. Meat-loving spirits would rather mingle with wild people with strange recipes than live with these ruthless and desireless cultivators for a long time.

"The history of hardship is long."

Du Fanglin has always been rigorous, explaining: "Such a demonic calamity, but anyone who has lived a long time has seen it many times. If every time it is like facing a great enemy, it will be like a string that is too tight, which is not conducive to the resolution of the situation. This is also the truth that he realized after living for too long, not that he is completely whitewashing the three sects.

That's why there is a saying about the destiny of heaven, which is actually the individual's own ambition and the cause and effect of the past.

"What about you?"

"I'm special."

Chenliumeng is younger than Du Fanglin and Shower Yusheng, and he has never experienced the regrettable incident in the world of Xiwulin thousands of years ago, nor has he witnessed the sacrifice of the three sects in several disasters in history.

The attitude of evil spirits cannot be easily changed by a few words.

Du Fanglin smiled faintly and held the folding fan in his hand. The smile on his face diluted the solemnity of his eyebrows, but he looked amiable: "A guest has arrived." ”

Honka Hill is just a temporary stop.

But at present, there are people in the martial arts who have this luck, after breaking through from the demon fire one after another, they accidentally came to this vicinity, and heard from the villagers about the wonder of the sun and moon mutation on the hill a few days ago, and accidentally made an association with the target they were looking for, so they decided to run over to take a look.

"Big boy!" One of the trio has a simple tone, two catfish mustaches on his lips, black-framed sunglasses that cover half of his face, a black and red dress, a bald head with a red cloth that has been the same for ten years, and his hands are wrapped in his sleeves. ”

There is something strange in the shadows, and the smell is still a little familiar, but I can't remember it for a while.

"Of course something is wrong!" Walking in the middle panting was a black-haired, square-faced, red-nosed broad-mouthed man, dressed in a dirty black cloth coat, carrying a long object that looked like a sword bag on his back, and actually carrying a broken dust in his hand, narrating what it meant to be nondescript from head to toe: "Have you noticed that the magic fires when we came all stayed on the other side of the mountain and flowed, not only did we not cross the river, this mountain was clearly not far from the source of the demon fire, but there was no sign of burning at all......

"But Qin Fake Immortal, the demon fire can't cross the river in the first place!" A gray head suddenly appeared in the soil, the only two remaining hairs were covered with dirt, the eyebrows were upside down, and the face was decaying, "I've seen it, there's a room in front, but no one!" "This is the ear report god of the rivers and lakes, after seeing Su Huanzhen in the glazed fairyland, and the martial arts trio who took over the task of exploring the source of the demon fire and the sword, Qin Fake Immortal, Ye Tu Ling, and the Shadow Corpse Man.

Ancient Song Hill is not a blessed land of Lingshan, except for the Demon Realm where the eyeliner is buried, the chance of ordinary people finding this place is equivalent to none. At this time, seeing someone coming, one of them was the same kind of evil spirit, Dust Liumeng entered the dark world to avoid it in advance, and before leaving, he kindly asked Du Fanglin if he wanted to go together.

Du Fanglin thought about it and chose to stay. The confrontation between him and the Xenomorph Demon Realm does not want to alarm the Glass Wonderland at the moment, but it does not mean that he will not have contact with that side in the future. At this time, the arrival of Qin's fake immortal blessing to the soul may be an opportunity......

"Hello."

But after the trio moved from the front of the wooden house to the wooden house, Qin Fake Immortal saw the white-haired ink-robed Confucian sitting under the ancient pine and holding a folding fan at a glance.

Du Fanglin was polite: "Mr. Qin, I have admired my name for a long time. ”