The sun set, draped the primordial mountains in a black coat, and only the stars in the sky still shone brightly.

In the devastated open space, the masters of the rivers and lakes woke up one after another.

"Huh? What about the old man chasing souls? Is the old puppet dead? ”

"Senior Lu Qianqiu, what about Master Xuanming?"

"The old horseman must be dead, if the old horseman is still alive, how can he let me go."

On a cliff in the distance.

The two figures, one on the left and one on the right, stood side by side.

"Amitabha."

Monk Xuanming, who had not recovered from his injuries, his face was as white as paper, and his voice was quite loud and chanted the Buddha's name, "Does the donor know what happened?" ”

Lu Qianqiu was also seriously injured, his face was no better than that of Monk Xuanming, and he shook his head and replied: "After all, it wasn't my hand, now that I think about it, this matter is also strange, and the one who killed the soul-chasing old man should be spreading the existence of the soul-chasing old man hiding in Wuyang County on the rivers and lakes, and the master and I are just pawns of the people behind the scenes." ”

Monk Xuanming was silent, the chess pieces are the chess pieces, as soon as the soul-chasing old man dies, his thoughts are accessible, and there is no magic barrier, and the cultivation realm can also be greatly improved in a short period of time.

……

Wuyang County, an inn in the outer city.

Outside the window, the moonlight sprinkled into the guest room like a bean, Fang Ping took off the hat, took off the mask, took a big breath of fresh air, and followed him to put the bulging blanket behind his back on the table and open it, the things inside were all collected from the masters of the rivers and lakes.

"These things belong to the old man who chases souls. This is Lu Qianqiu, the deputy commander of the martial arts division of Nazhen, and this is that of the Xuanming monk. Fang Ping was serious about classifying, and after noticing the strange gaze of the woman in the house, he explained indifferently: "No way, I'm afraid!" If you were born in Mouse Alley, a family of three crammed into a small dilapidated house, and could only drink a few mouthfuls of gruel a day, you will understand. ”

The female sect master was shocked.

Fang Ping in her eyes, that is the demon among the demons, the speed of cultivation, the background of martial arts, all of them are terrifying in the billions, and they are also cautious and cautious in doing things, step by step, and treacherous, but at this moment, knowing that Fang Ping has had such a period of poverty, what else can he say except admiration for her, his eyes have become warm: "......"

Fang Ping;???

Still something is wrong!

A woman's eyes are as kind and full of maternal love as Li Rou, how many meanings does this mean?

"It's not a shame to come from a poor background! If you can stretch and bend, you will be a husband! The light in the female sect master's eyes became more and more excessive, and she also enlightened Fang Ping with a look of concern, "In my opinion, being born poor is not necessarily a bad thing, the wind rises between the small ends.

Those children of noble families who are born in noble families do not know the sufferings of the world, do not know the dangers of the world, no matter how high their talents, no matter how good their understanding, they also lack their hearts, and you are different, after experiencing such hardships, you will cherish everything you have more, and you will ......"

Female Sect Master: ???

Before she could finish speaking, she saw Fang Ping blocking her ears with her fingers.

After a short silence, Fang Ping piled up the silver tickets and gold beans he had collected, estimated to be several million taels of silver.

Healing pills, pills to restore qi and blood, pills to accelerate the flow of internal force, there are hundreds of bottles, the most valuable is a few bottles of high-grade secret pills collected from Xuanming monk and soul chasing old man.

"What is this?" Fang Ping picked up an iron block made of unknown materials, the surface was engraved with mysterious patterns, under Fang Ping's palms closed, holding it with all his might, there was no trace of deformation and brokenness of the iron block, "It's really hard, sect master, look at what kind of special material this is." ”

The green rose a deaf ear.

"......" Fang Ping sighed, this is inexplicable, it may be that he didn't listen to the female sect master's nagging before, "Sect Master, take a look, this thing is really hard, if you don't look at it, I'll put it away and study it myself." ”

That's all there is to it.

The female sect master hesitated to snatch the piece of iron, pinched it hard, and found that even he couldn't pinch it, her eyes changed, and she resolutely sacrificed the innate Xuan Soldier, and slashed at the iron block engraved with mysterious patterns with a sword.

Bang la blah

Sparks fly.

Fang Pingding looked at it and said in surprise; "Can't the innate Xuan soldiers leave traces?"

The female sect master thought about it for a long time, and after doing something, she saw that outside the dull and unpretentious iron block, the lines were meandering and flowing to life.

"There is a play, that old man is carrying martial arts Xuangong, and it may not be necessary to record the cultivation method of martial arts Xuangong." Fang Ping said.

The female sect master shook her head and called Fang Ping to rest her hand on the iron.

Fang Ping did so, the iron was not big, his hand was like a fan, and the female sect master's small hand was tightly wrapped with the iron.

"......" the female sect master frowned.

"Isn't it Martial Dao Xuangong?" After Fang Ping's palm was placed on the iron block, a route appeared in front of him, spanning thousands of mountains and rivers, rivers and rivers, and finally arrived at a magnificent and magnificent, desolate and primitive mountain range, and it was vaguely seen that there was a sky-high giant peak standing in the depths of the mountain range, the giant peak was steep, and it was as sharp as a heavenly sword inserted into the earth.

"Maps?" Fang Ping withdrew his palm.

The female suzerain said; "If I'm not mistaken, it should be the Heavenly Sword Mountain Range. ”

"Far away?"

"Far away, not in the territory of Daxuan, located at the junction of Daxuan and Qin, according to legend, thousands of years ago, there was a martial arts giant who passed through the heavens and latitudes, and killed a powerful ancient beast in the Heavenly Sword Mountain Range, after the battle, the martial arts giant fell, and the body turned into a giant peak." The description of the green radish is staggering.

People die like lights going out, but it is really a bit incredible that the martial arts giant can turn into a giant peak after death.

Suddenly, Fang Ping remembered the words of the soul chasing old man before he fell, "That old man said that he has a monstrous creation on him, which is related to a martial arts giant, and he may be referring to this iron block, which may be the key to opening the inheritance of the martial arts giant, the treasure, the token and the like." ”

Tantai Qingluo hummed, she and Fang Ping's thoughts coincided, "This matter has to be considered in the long run, the Heavenly Sword Mountain Range is located outside Daxuan, the mountain is high and the road is far away, and the crisis is everywhere, whether this iron piece is a token to open the treasure of the martial arts giant, inheritance, it is still uncertain, you can give it a try, you can't pin too much hope." ”

And then there is, the soul chasing old man, as a super strong person who has opened up the second human body secret treasure and carries the inheritance of martial arts Xuangong, if this iron piece can really ask him to easily obtain the inheritance and treasure of a martial arts giant, will the old guy still hide in Wuyang County? I'm afraid that I will leave Daxuan early in the morning and collect the treasure of the martial arts giant.

"yes, you can't hope too much. Then leave this object with me for now......" Fang Ping put away the iron block.

Female Sect Master: "......"

She wasn't afraid that Fang Ping would eat alone, Fang Ping's mother and sister were still in Mingyue Palace.

(End of chapter)