"Seven days ago, Lady White Bone led the crowd to attack Ghost Head Town, manifesting the White Bone Law Body to burn and loot."

"Full City ......"

"Dead!"

Fang Zheng looked sad and sighed:

"Fang happened to be out of town because of an accident, and he escaped by luck, and he came back like this!"

"Lady Bones!" Ren Lao clenched the bone staff in his hand, and his face was shocked and angry:

"She dared to attack the town, isn't she afraid of provoking a full-scale war in Fengdu and Montenegro?"

"There are tens of thousands of people in Ghost Head Town......"

"How can she do it!"

"Humph!" A tall and thin middle-aged man snorted coldly when he heard this:

"The evil way of Montenegro has long lost its humanity, what can't they do for the sake of blood food and cultivation?"

"Brother Fang."

The man arched his hand towards Fangzheng:

"In Xia Dingli, you call me Lao Ding."

"Ren Lao." A nun whispered:

"There are two archmages in Ghost Head Town, and there are formations to isolate the inside and outside, is it not the same as the White Bone Lady?"

"It's just that if Lady Bones is strong, she may not be able to rush into the town." Ren Lao shook his head:

"But how could she come alone?"

"Not bad!" Fang Zheng nodded:

"In addition to the White Bone Lady, there are also sword ghosts Bao Zhuang and flower ghosts Guan Suo, each with subordinate ghost soldiers."

"Fang Mou is incompetent, he can only watch them do evil, and he doesn't even have the courage to help."

He sighed and shook his head.

"It's no wonder." Ren Lao spoke:

"Bao Zhuang and Guan Suo are both top masters in Montenegro, one is a top archmage, and the other is a martial arts master."

"Brother Fang, you don't need to blame yourself, saving your life in that situation is the most important thing."

"yes!"

"Yes, Brother Fang, don't be discouraged."

“……”

No matter what they thought in their hearts, everyone else opened their mouths to persuade them.

"Ren Lao."

Founder Hui Shinto:

"After Montenegro attacked the town with an evil way, he killed the mayor and others, and the others were escorted back."

"Can you notify Fengdu and bring people back?"

"Yes!"

Ren Lao's eyes lit up.

Hurriedly took out a bone fragment from his body, showing a touch of reluctance on his face, and then gritted his teeth and bent his fingers to draw and engrave on the bone fragment.

Not much.

With the faint halo of the bone fragments lit up, and then scattered into flying ashes, Ren Lao's expression was also relaxed.

"I've already spread the news, and I think the masters of Fengdu will be dispatched."

"Thank goodness."

Fang Zheng nodded:

"Hopefully we can get people back."

Having said that, he had no hope in his heart.

Ren Lao has the means to inform Fengdu, as a big town, how could there be no news when a strong enemy is coming?

As a result, no one has come over for so long.

Thinking about it, since the White Bone Lady dared to make a move, she must have the confidence to plunder all the people in the town.

"Mage."

Then a woman approached and spoke:

"The porridge is ready!"

"Hmm!"

Ren Lao nodded:

"Drink porridge and fill your stomach first!"

"Brother Fang together."

"Thank you!"

Fang Zheng thanked him.

It was a team of more than 100 people, most of whom were children under the age of 10.

Fengdu is a land with scarce resources.

Most of the children are in rags, even if they are Ren Lao and others, the clothes on their bodies are also sewn and mended.

Most of the figures are also thin and thin, and even those who practice martial arts are not strong, and they are obviously malnourished.

Porridge is gruel.

In the cauldron was something like japonica rice, mixed with a little grass stalks, and it was dark green.

The wooden spoon is scooped up, and it is slimy.

Although it makes people lose their appetite, a group of people eat carefully and carefully, and the bottom of the bowl is licked and licked for fear of waste.

In addition to porridge, there is also a kind of steamed bun that wins the same as a stone, and the steamed bun is not big but has to be eaten by two people.

Fangzheng got the bowl and tasted it in the same way as others, the porridge tasted bitter and astringent, but fortunately, the nutrition was sufficient.

Steamed bread......

It's purely a hunger stop.

From the small to the big, the survival situation of the Yama Secret Realm must be difficult, you must know that everyone present is a person who practices martial arts and cultivates the Fa.

There is hardly an ordinary person.

Their clothing and food are still like this, so can you imagine how bad the living environment of ordinary people should be?

"Ren Lao."

Ding Li approached Ren Lao and said in a low voice:

"Is that Fang Yan reliable?"

"It should be fine." Ren Lao took a sip of porridge, his eyes flashed with a long light, and he said slowly:

"The breath in his body is pure, and he cultivates the most orthodox Yama Heart Sutra, and there is no anger in his body."

"It's very different from the Black Mountain Monks."

"Hmm......" Ding Li nodded:

"Your Yin Demon Eye must be the same, but why don't I remember that there is a cultivation family surnamed Fang in Ghost Head Town?"

"Maybe it's the casual cultivation below." Ren Lao Dao:

"Ghost Head Town is close to the Valley of Evil Fate, and it is a place where all kinds of scattered cultivators gather, so it's normal to stay as you go, and you don't remember."

"Say ...... again"

"If he's from Montenegro, do you think we can hide?"

Ding Li was stunned.

Also!

Even the town of Ghost Head, with tens of thousands of people, is in ruins, what can they do?

Ren Lao finished drinking the porridge, put down the bowl, straightened his sleeves and got up and walked to Fangzheng.

"Brother Fang, are you full?"

"Full!"

Fang Zheng got up:

"Thank you for your hospitality!"

"Alas, they are all people of Fengdu, and it is appropriate to help each other." Ren Lao seemed to be very proud of his hospitality, after all, a bowl of spiritual porridge is not something that anyone can afford, and he paused and said:

"Brother Fang is going to Fengdu City?"

"Yes."

Fang Zheng nodded:

"Ghost Head Town has been destroyed, Fang has nowhere to go for the time being, and it is not stable outside, so it is best to go to Fengdu City."

"Hmm."

Ren Lao stroked his beard:

"That brother should know that it is easy to enter Fengdu City, but it is not easy to stay in Fengdu City."

Well?

Fangzheng's heart moved slightly, but his face was silent.

"Fengdu City is a place where the yin veins converge, and practicing in it can get twice the result with half the effort, so the number of permanent residents has always been in short supply."

Ren Lao explained casually and continued:

"However, if you are a teacher of outstanding disciples, you can follow your apprentices into Fengdu City."

"The more outstanding the disciple, the better the teacher's treatment, and he is even qualified to learn the complete Yama Heart Sutra."

Fangzheng's eyes changed.

"Look."

Ren Lao didn't notice his mood swings, stretched out his hand and pointed back, and said:

"Our trip is to send these gifted children to Fengdu City, but we encountered a yin storm on the way, and we were ambushed by a group of yin beasts in the valley of evil fate, which can be described as a heavy loss."

He sighed and continued:

"Especially adults, in order to escort these children, a lot of them have died, and now some children have no master."

"Brother Fang, can you ......?"

"How many apprentices to choose?"

"If you teach it properly, you can also get a place to live in Fengdu City."

Founder raised his eyebrows.

…………

Dozens of children, scrawny and scrawny.

Peer.

They were roughly divided into two waves, one with adults taking care of them, and the other curled up unnoticed.

These children have locks of hair, skin and bones, and even have a faint stench on their bodies.

I don't know how long I haven't washed.

Fangzheng's eyes flickered, thoughtful.

The territory under the rule of Fengdu is vast, but the city of Fengdu is not large, and it is impossible for all the people to live in the city.

Most of the people are looking for the yin veins to gather and gather nodes, and they go out of towns similar to Ghost Head Town.

Or villages.

Every four years, people from all over the country will select the local young generation of outstanding people and send them to Fengdu City.

Fengdu City selects the best of the best and cultivates them.

The best group of people can stay in Fengdu City as permanent residents and get the opportunity to practice advanced methods.

Followed by

stay in the outer city.

Those who stay in the outer city can also enter the inner city exceptionally if they cultivate to break through to the realm of mages and martial artists, or if they have made great contributions.

again

After a period of teaching, they will be repatriated so as not to waste resources.

Not to mention that it takes a long time to go back and forth, and it is not safe on the way, so everyone wants to stay in Fengdu City.

Preferably the inner city.

As Ren Lao said, if the apprentices he teaches are excellent, the master can also reap the benefits.

"Hmm......"

After a closer look, Fang Zheng touched his chin and frowned secretly.

I don't know whether intentionally or unintentionally, most children without a Master are not gifted or have a damaged foundation.

In his eyes, it was almost unruly!

"Brother Fang."

Ding Li smiled and said:

"If you choose well, you can choose two, of course, you can choose more, I'm afraid that I won't have enough thoughts."

Other words.

Choose at least two!

"Just the two of them!" Fang Zheng pointed to the crowd.

"Brother Fang has good eyesight." Ding Li's eyes lit up and said:

"They are Ma Ning and Ma Chao, Ma Ning has the talent to practice magic, and Ma Chao practices martial arts."

"My sister is almost ten years old, and my brother is just eight years old."

"Coincidentally, not long ago, Ma Ning collected two Yin Souls in the Valley of Evil Fate, which can help her practice."

Fang Zheng nodded.

The reason why he chose these two people was also because of the two Yin Souls, and it was because of those two Yin Souls that he entered this secret realm.

In the dark,

Maybe it's fate.

"Come here!"

Ding Li beckoned to the Ma family sisters and brothers:

"Come and meet your Master!"

The sister and brother were originally curled up and snuggled up to keep warm, but when they heard this, they looked up, and their faces couldn't help but show ecstasy.

The other children were envious and regretful.

Whether or not there is a master to teach them, there is a huge gap for them.

Without a master, you can only listen to the unified teachings, and how much you can learn depends on your own ability, and it is difficult to get guidance if you don't understand something.

After all, each person's spells are different, and it is impossible for the teacher on the stage to point them according to each person's situation.

Even.

It is possible that what the teacher is talking about today is different from my own practice, and I will waste my time listening to the lecture in vain.

It's different with teachers.

The teacher will personally teach, answer questions about the practice at any time, and provide benefits for the practice.

After all.

If the apprentice can enter the inner city of Fengdu, the master can also be polished.

Even as far as they knew, some masters would open small stoves for their own apprentices, and even provide elixirs.

It is for the apprentice to bring the master into the inner city.

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"Ma Ning!"

"Ma Chao!"

"Meet Master!"

The two children prostrated in unison, nine times in a row, and bowed to the teacher.

Here, the status of master and apprentice even exceeds that of blood relatives to a certain extent, and they are colleagues who support each other.

The master can follow the apprentice into the inner city of Fengdu.

Parents cannot.

It's that realistic.

Ma Ning's face was fair, he could see bloodshot inside, and his body was thin and skinny, not at all like he was about to be ten years old.

Comparatively.

Ma Chao's body is even thicker, it seems that he is the elder brother, and his voice is hoarse like an adult man.

"Get up."

Fang Zheng sat on a rock, and raised it with one hand:

"Tell me about your practice."

"Yes."

The two siblings got up, Ma Ning suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said:

"I practice the art of resisting ghosts, and my mother gave me a hundred ghost flags, and I currently have three Yin Souls."

Speaking of this, there was a slight pride in his voice.

With her age and cultivation, she can control the three-headed yin soul, which is already considered a middle-class posture.

However, Fang Zheng knew very well that two of the three Yin Spirits in her mouth had just been captured a few days ago.

There is only one end that can really be controlled.

Ma Ning pursed his lips and continued, "The Yama Heart Sutra is also about to be cultivated to the second level. ”

Also fast?

Fang Zheng shook his head slightly.

He didn't blame Ma Ning for exaggerating his strength, after all, he didn't advocate modesty and restraint here.

Reveal yourself appropriately and it will be easier to get attention.

"I don't have the talent to practice spells, and the cultivation of the Yama Heart Sutra is not as good as my sister." Ma Chao spoke:

"The martial arts cultivation is the Five Evil Yuan, and I am currently majoring in the Evil Yuan Claw, and the physical body is ...... It's stronger. ”

Speaking of this, his face was shy.

Along the way, his sister Ma Ning gave him a lot of her own food, so that he could refine his body.

Naturally, it is stronger.

But among the children, they are still in the middle and lower reaches.

Fang Zheng sighed lightly.

The first level of the Yama Heart Sutra is only a beginner-level warlock and a low-level blood exchange, which can be regarded as a beginner's cultivation path, and it is impossible to stay in Fengdu City.

Nine times out of ten, they will be repatriated.

If you want to stay in the outer city, at worst, you have to break through to the second level of the Yama Heart Sutra.

Stay in the inner city.

You need to have the strength of a high-level warlock.

"Manin."

"Yes."

"Let me see your spells."

"Yes."

Ma Ning nodded heavily, then took out a palm-sized banner from his arms, held it in his hand and waved it gently.

Hyakkiba!

This banner can restrain ghosts, drive enemies after refining, and can also use the inner ghosts to assist in cultivation.

In terms of grade, it is ordinary.

But it has already made Fangzheng's eyes light up.

"Out!"

Ma Ning drank in his mouth, and a ghostly halo lit up on the face of the hundred ghost flags, and then three yin spirits floated out of it.

One of them is more agile, and the other two are muddy, somewhat stupid and empty.

Ma Ning's face flushed, and he pinched his fingers again, and at the same time took out a handful of things similar to ashes from his body and sprinkled them.

"Shadow Umbrella!"

"Woo......"

The three-headed Yin Soul staggered, slowly turning into a Yin Soul umbrella, slowly rotating in front of Ma Ning.

This umbrella has a certain defensive ability.

"Go!"

Manin drank low again.

The Yin Soul Umbrella turned inwards and turned into a spear, stabbing forward, disappearing into the ground.

"Come back!"

With a low shout.

Three yin spirits slowly floated out of the ground, and they submerged into the hundred ghost flags one after another.

Ma Ning was panting, sweating on his forehead, and his wrists trembled as he held the Hundred Ghost Banner and presented it to Fang Zheng.

"Master, please see."

Alas!

Fang Zheng sighed helplessly.

It's just two low-level spells, which can only be cast with the help of foreign objects, and the power is not very good.

Plus the time to charge and exert force......

That's it!

Warlocks are not good at fighting.

Fortunately, the grade of this Hundred Ghost Banner is acceptable, and if you can refine a few more Yin Souls, you will also have a certain amount of combat power.

"Ma Chao."

After checking the Hundred Ghost Flags, he returned it to Ma Ning, and Fang Zheng turned his head sideways:

"Here you go."

"Yes!"

Ma Chao should be.

Immediately, his body flipped over, his mouth shouted again and again, and he used the claws of the evil yuan among the five ghosts to attack the empty people.

His face was red, his eyes were wide open, and his mouth was full of momentum.

How......

The wisps of strong wind, scattered but not condensed.

The moves seem to be forceful, but they are hard and rigid, and there is no room for turn.

The face is hideous, but the spirit and spirit are fighting separately, and they have not been able to be controlled at all, at most they are better than children's fighting.

Scold......

Fang Zheng held his head high, speechless.

When Fang Ping'an and Fang Heng were six or seven years old, they were also stronger than the two of you!

(End of chapter)