Hundreds of people crossed the devastated pile of dead people and came to Zhumen, and Fang Mu was among them.

Dressed in black, he walked alone.

Although lone wanderers are very rare among these people, they are not impossible, so Fang Mu is not so eye-catching.

This bamboo gate is extremely large!

The bamboo house outside is made of cut green bamboo, and the fans in front of them found that the same bamboo is made of complete green bamboo!

The green bamboos of the bamboo forest are strong, much thicker than the arms, and this gate is made of countless intact green bamboos.

"Look, there's handwriting on this door!" The sharp-eyed monk spotted this.

Suddenly, the crowd looked at the place he was pointing.

There are a lot of words on the door, which are exactly the same as the words 'chop' and 'light' on the top of the underground palace, which must have been written by the same person.

"The difference between the hanging needle and the dew, the strange thunder attached to the stone, the terrifying posture of the flying beast, the frightened posture of the dancing snake, the momentum of the peak of the rock body, and the shape of the ...... of the danger"

The glyphs are staggered, the size is open and closed, and there are ups and downs.

The last line is crooked, so crooked that it almost topples, but this tilt is not blunt, but it is more free, reflecting his willful side, which is a school of its own!

"Either heavy as a cloud, or as light as a cicada's wings, suddenly the mountains are ......"

"Slender like the first moon out of the cliff, falling on the stars of the river!"

Looking up at the rows of pen and ink on the door, Fang Mu secretly smacked his tongue.

Just such a short two-line handwriting can't help but make people feel refreshed.

One stroke down, if the unbridled horse takes off into the air, the dust is gone, and it is like a dragon flying in the sky, from nothingness, and back to the void!

It is hard to imagine what kind of attainment the existence of writing this line of words has in calligraphy.

This almost mad impulse of primitive vitality encompasses the spirit of heaven and earth.

"What does that mean?"

"It's vaguely like telling the world how to write ...... words"

"Either heavy as a cloud, or as light as a cicada's wings, isn't this the word, wild to the extreme, but gentle and elegant."

"There doesn't seem to be a danger in this word......"

After several considerations, no one dared to act rashly, for fear that the gun would shoot the first bird.

Pushing the door is bound to push the door, it's just who will push it......

Looking around, someone proposed to let the monk at the peak of qi refining push it, and if he died, he would die, but he was refuted.

Those peaks of qi refining, but they are all covered by someone!

Because of the fear of those foundation-building monks, the proposer snorted coldly and did not dare to be tough.

"This fellow Daoist seems to be very raw?"

At this time, a monk in the early stage of foundation building stared at Fang Mu's unkindness.

Fang Mu was wearing a black robe, but he was not wearing a robe and hat, since he wanted to blend in with the crowd, he had to be more comfortable, he really had to cover it tightly, sneaky, it would inevitably be suspected.

As soon as someone said this, all the people in the underground palace suddenly looked at Fang Mu together.

Late stage of gas refining?

It's okay not to look at it, but when I saw them, I was stunned.

When will it be possible to mix among them in the later stage of qi refining?

Although everyone didn't know each other very well, and even many people didn't know each other, they all heard that there were ruins in the Ten Thousand Beasts Forest, so they came to look for each other.

But......

Why do you want to get a piece of the cake in the late stage of Qi refining?

"Such a weak cultivator, dare to come to the ruins?"

A tall burly man sneered: "Hehe, I'm still a lone casual cultivator, I'm really not afraid of death!" ”

"How about casual cultivation?" Someone retorted dissatisfiedly.

Several people around him are all casual cultivators, like-minded and contractual, and the four of them have built the foundation, and their strength should not be underestimated.

The burly man was speechless for a moment, his face changed slightly, and he snorted coldly and didn't dare to answer this.

"That's it!"

At this time, a woman frowned and said, "This door must be opened, and we are waiting for the discussion now about who will open this matter." ”

This woman is beautiful and gentle, and her gestures are full of the style of a famous family.

As soon as she spoke, everyone fell silent.

"The glass fairy is right."

Everyone nodded their heads again and again, and that's exactly what they thought.

The woman stared at Fang Mu and said crisply: "Childe, this relic is not something that anyone can come to if they want to, there is only so much meat, eat one piece less than one, Childe's cultivation is still shallow, since even if you just want to drink soup, you have to have some strength......"

Fang Mu frowned, but did not rush to refute.

If this matter is not handled well, it will cause public anger, and it will cause accidents.

Really let him push the door......

No one knows what kind of danger is hidden behind the door, Fang Mu is naturally not stupid.

"What are you doing slowly, you are not qualified to make a choice in the late stage of qi refining, either push the door or ...... Die! ”

The burly man who looked down on the loose cultivator said sharply.

Fang Mu's eyes turned cold.

Do you really treat yourself as a soft persimmon, and you can pinch it if you want to?

"Get out."

Fang Mu flipped the storage ring and sacrificed the bronze flying sword, and the imperial sword rose out of thin air and jumped away!

At such a close distance, the burly man didn't even react before the bronze flying sword pierced his throat, dripping with blood!

In an instant, the early stage of foundation building is killed!

Suddenly, the faces of everyone in the underground palace changed, and they didn't dare to despise Fang Mu's gaze anymore.