After the Taoist priest circled around Fang Mu, that admiring gaze made Fang Mu's scalp tingle.

Fang Mu raised his eyebrows, if this Taoist priest who suddenly appeared looked at it like this, the three absolute qi in his hand would be directly scolded.

The Taoist priest also seemed to understand Fang Mu's meaning, waved his hand and said: "Little brother, don't be like this, meeting is also a kind of fate, introduce yourself, Poor Dao comes from Fu Dao Sect, and the little brother can call Poor Dao Fu Zhenren." ”

"Fu Zhenren?"

Fang Mu didn't know much about these sect matters, but when he mentioned the word Fu, the first thing that came to Fang Mu's mind was the old Fu Master and Yan Qing.

These two people are both playing talismans, and when they think of the way they started to attack themselves, could it be that they still know each other?

Fu Zhenren glanced at Fang Mu up and down again, and was surprised: "What is the name of the little brother, who is the teacher, this Taoist spell is really perfect." ”

Fang Mu smiled: "You can call me a gardener." ”

Gardener is Fang Mu's code name after joining Sanrentang.

Fu Zhenren was stunned for a moment, knowing that Fang Mu didn't say his real name, but he didn't dwell on it, and an ugly smile appeared on his thin face: "Little brother, why did you come to this illusion world, could it be that it has something to do with execution?"

Fang Mu didn't deny it, nodded and said, "That's right, I do come from the Executive Council, how can you be here, I haven't heard of your name in the Executive Council." ”

Fu Zhenren smiled: "Of course, Poor Dao is not a member of the Executive Council, but it also has something to do with the Executive Council, and the old Fu Master of the Executive Association is the junior disciple of Poor Dao." ”

Fang Mu was slightly stunned, this person turned out to be the senior brother of the old talisman master, no wonder they were all playing talismans.

Fu Zhenren's thin face showed a regretful expression: "Little brother, your unhesitating bombardment almost ruined the poor plan!"

Fang Mu raised his eyebrows: "What do you say?"

Fu Zhenren kept flying back and forth, looking extremely anxious: "This illusion, I have been tracking it several times, just to find it, you destroyed it, and it was almost gone." ”

Fang Mu raised his eyebrows: "Why do you say that, haven't you already entered the illusion realm now, destroyed all these things for him, and then ......"

"Never!" Fu Zhenren hurriedly raised his hand and said: "Little brother, you don't understand, this is not an ordinary illusion, this is an illusion that Poor Dao has been chasing for a long time, and Poor Dao has been chasing hard in order to get the things in the illusion." ”

Fang Mu frowned and said, "Something in the illusion?"

I've heard Ye Zi say before that some specific things in the illusion can be taken out, and Fu Zhenren is saying so now, could it be that there are still good things in this illusion?

Fu Zhenren smiled, his thin face looked a little terrifying: "This illusion trigger is quite special, and it will only be triggered after the dead person becomes an alien." ”

"The mother and son in room 113 have already died, and Poor Dao used a talisman paper to stick on the door, the purpose is to observe the situation at any time, and today there was a sudden movement, and Poor Dao rushed over immediately. ”

"Fortunately, it came in time and could be remedied. ”

Speaking of this, Fu Zhenren raised his hand and punched out a piece of talisman paper: "Tracing back to the source!"

There was a loud rumbling sound in the sky, and a whirlpool appeared in the air and began to spin counterclockwise.

From the far end, the building that had been destroyed by Fang Mu began to recover, and in the blink of an eye, everything became normal.

Fu Zhenren had a painful expression on his face: "This talisman can only be made in a hundred years, and now I use one, it's a pity." ”

Fang Mu raised his eyebrows: "You haven't told me yet, what are you looking for?" ”

Fu Zhenren said with a smile: "What Poor Dao is looking for is the last outlier of this illusion, it is...... Huh!"

Before he could finish his words, he saw a spear slashing across the sky, and the three absolute qi on the gun were constantly surging.

Fu Zhenren was shocked, and countless rune papers appeared, turning into a disc-shaped shield beside him, stopping in front of him.

"Boom!"

The three absolute qi on the bloody spear burst open, and Fu Zhenren flew out upside down.

Fang Mu pursed his lips: "Blood Moon Pavilion." ”

"Hahahaha!"

Fu Zhenren's body stopped in the air, and instead of being surprised, he laughed and said, "What is my flaw, and how do you see it?"

"Just now. Fang Mu pointed a bloody spear at Fu Zhenren and said, "You are too weak, and you dare to say that you are the senior brother of the old Fu Master, and you have to retreat so far even if you eat me with a shot." ”

"Is that so?" Fu Zhenren touched his chin and sighed: "It's a pity, this is just a cloud incarnation of me, and my strength is still too weak." ”

Fang Mu sneered.

In fact, strength is only a part, the most important thing is that this person Fang Mu knows.

When he fell asleep, he incarnated as a strange stone and stood in the Yunxiao Sect, this person worshiped himself with three sticks of incense and a plate of fruits, and then went to a desperate place, it was the disciple of the Yunxiao Sect.

Although there has been a great change in appearance, but I don't know why, Fang Mu naturally had a feeling from the first time he saw him.

This feeling is obvious, and it is also very unreasonable, that is, to tell him that this person is a disciple of the Yunxiao Sect.

Fang Mu pondered, this should be related to worship, maybe the dream unconsciously affected his reality, but now it seems to be a good thing.

Originally, he said that the other party was the Blood Moon Pavilion, but he just said it casually, but he didn't expect the other party to really admit it.

Fu Zhenren, no, it should be Yun Sandao's gaze staring straight at Fang Mu, with a hint of interest: "You are the Fang Mu who made my Blood Moon Pavilion lose many times, and you are indeed a hero out of a young man." ”

Fang Mu frowned and said, "How did you recognize it?"

As long as he goes on a mission, he wears the mask given by Lao Liu, and now this Yun Sandao actually recognizes him.

Yun Sandao waved his hand and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm just coming over to take a look, my cloud qi incarnation is not a threat to you." ”

Fang Mu sneered: "Yes, it's better this way, if I kill you, I won't have any worries." ”

Fu Zhenren was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, he saw Fang Mu's figure slowly disappearing.

When he lowered his head, he noticed a spear stuck in his chest.

"Why?" Fu Zhenren said in surprise, "Don't you want to know why I'm here?"

Fang Mu said lightly: "Will the Blood Moon Pavilion tell the truth, if you ask, it will be in vain, it is better to kill it directly." ”

Fu Zhenren wanted to continue talking, but Fang Mu's hand was shocked, and he directly shook Fu Zhenren into powder with the three absolute qi.

Fang Mu withdrew his spear and stared at this illusion that had been transformed back by Fu Zhenren, the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

"If you think it's important, I'll have to look for it and see what it's so important......"