A horse-drawn carriage is slowly advancing on the official road.

Du Qiankun held a horsewhip and did the work of a coachman, but he was as happy as he was.

After all, he was pretty sure that there was a big guy sitting in the carriage.

Even if it was just some martial arts guidance, he benefited a lot.

Now that this senior wants to go to the East China Sea, how can he not do the work of dogs and horses?

Though...... This senior would go crazy from time to time, but fortunately, it was bearable.

Inside the carriage.

Fang Xian opened his eyes, and the original madness receded a point.

He came to his senses again: 'Good...... During my madness, I couldn't move, but someone could take me to action...... Although you can control the other party by means such as Gu poison, how can that compare to the true effectiveness of others? ’

After observing some time ago, he confirmed that Du Qiankun was the kind of person who was in the right path.

And, there's a little bit of silliness, especially the kind that pays attention to promises.

Of course, the other party is not a fool, he must have gone through the Demon Dao in his heart, and confirmed that Fang Xian was not that kind of person, so he chose to help.

It's a pity that Du Qiankun didn't know that Fang Xian's righteous path master or something was pretended.

He is a generation of White Tiger Demon Lords!

'Yuesan-gun? It's on the way to the East China Sea, so why don't you stop by and take a look......

Fang Xian secretly calculated to himself, he was in a hurry.

To be honest, I don't have any feelings for the descendants of these acquaintances.

It's okay to meet them along the way, and it's impossible to run a trip specifically for them.

Suddenly, an illusion appeared in front of Fang Xian's eyes.

Well, it's normal for a madman to have a split personality, or hallucinatory memories.

But this time it was noticeably different.

He saw the fire, the sea...... Fishing village.

There is even a group of aliens who are very similar to the scale people!

They called, jumped, and seemed to perform some kind of ritual.

A bloody 'human pillar' was pushed into the sea.

From the depths of the sea, 'self' poked out its head, which was one huge snake head after another, with eyes the size of a tea bowl, and the tail twisted together to form a mass of flesh with a smooth surface.

On top of the mass of flesh, there are horrible lumps, some scaly, some sarcoma-like, full of pollution and chaotic madness.

The huge mass of flesh with eight snake heads was hidden in the indescribable darkness, and there seemed to be invisible tentacles extending into the distance around it, bringing a creepy aura.

It is devouring sacrifices, it is craving madly, calling its own name.

'No...... That's who I am. ’

'But if I do get it back to its name, I'm afraid I'll have to face schizophrenia all the time I have to be sane......

Fang Xian pressed his eyebrows and suddenly sneered: "I found you...... Sure enough, in the East China Sea. ”

After all, it's the same source of madness as him, and it's very normal to feel some pictures occasionally.

At this moment, he suddenly felt something again.

It was somewhere else, what seemed to be inside a palace.

He saw Jiang Yuhe, who had become a lot younger, and saw a woman in gorgeous clothes, but she was already old.

The other party stared at Jiang Yuhe, and the greed in his eyes was simply not concealed.

"The moth has laid its eggs...... The next season will be a great harvest! ”

Fang Xian muttered and said.

Outside the carriage, Du Qiankun was already surprised.

A half-mad Grand Master is not surprised at all when he occasionally bursts out with strange words, does he?

……

The carriage slowly drove into the county town of Yueshanjun.

"Senior, ahead is the main building of the Golden Wind Drizzle Building."

Du Qiankun pulled the curtain and said softly.

At the same time, he looked at the calm tall wooden building and felt very regretful.

In the mouth of the storyteller and in the script, shouldn't there be some villains on the scene at this time, so that the seniors of the masters can show their might?

However, this childish thought was only flashed in his heart, and he was forgotten by Du Qiankun, and he even felt a little funny.

The real rivers and lakes are obviously two different things from the rivers and lakes in the script.

"Xiao Du, let's separate here......"

Fang Xian smiled and handed over a book: "Here is a book of martial arts, which I wrote casually when I was idle, just because of the reward for your hard work during this time." ”

"This ......" Du Qiankun was a little embarrassed, but when he took the first page, his eyes couldn't take his eyes off: "The method of entering the Tao with martial arts?" ”

His mouth opened wide like a toad struck by lightning: "This ...... Is this a book of the Tao? ”

Originally, Xin Wuguo was respected by martial arts, but after it was incorporated into the Shushan Immortal Realm, everyone knew that martial artists were just indecent.

The one who is really high above is the immortal who has lived for a long time!

And if you want to become an immortal, you must have a Taoist book!

Even if this is like a temple and Qingyuan Palace, there is none.

A true Taoist book must at least be able to cultivate mana, so that ordinary people can truly become a cultivator.

It's a pity that no matter how hard a martial artist tries, there is a heavenly barrier between innate true qi and mana.

Du Qiankun's hands trembled, and he felt that he was holding a bridge made of gold.

If this is true, and the news leaks out, he feels that the current calm rivers and lakes will immediately set off a wave of bloody storms.

"It's just the first step, a little trick to condense the true qi of the martial arts into mana...... Nothing...... I hope you can carry it forward, and then find out the martial arts runes, condense the martial arts supernatural powers, and maybe find a way for the warriors of the Xin Wu Kingdom......"

Fang Xian's voice was still there, but his figure had disappeared.

"God...... Immortals......"

Du Qiankun was stunned, he was speechless, and suddenly knelt down and kowtowed three times towards the carriage.

……

Golden Wind Drizzle Building, Patriarch Hall.

Although it was the first time he came here, Fang Xian felt a little familiar when he looked at the regulations.

Maybe it's because these descendants, when they were building, were more inclined to the layout of the main building, right?

In short, Fang Xian successfully found the place where the Golden Wind Drizzle Building was dedicated to the ancestors of the past dynasties, stepped on the broken sunlight, and opened the old wooden door.

As a theoretical powerhouse, in fact, the defense of the Ancestral Hall is far inferior to the treasury and the place where the cheats are stored.

At this time, Fang Xian pushed the door in as if no one was around, and no one jumped out to stop him.

He looked at the dense spiritual position, most of which he didn't recognize, and went directly to the second floor.

Among some of the important tablets enshrined here, I finally found a few names that I am familiar with: Jade Longjiao, Jade Xiaohu......

And, of course, his own.

"When I see my tablet, I really don't know what expression to have......

"Worship ancestors, inherit ......"

Fang Xian looked at this scene and fell into deep thought.

He may be able to take action and help the Golden Wind Drizzle Building to shock the world again, but with the washing away of time and years, what can be left?

"Inheritance and bloodline, maybe it's a better choice?"