In Mo Li's surprised and inexplicable gaze, Fang Xing took out his sword.

The sword is so unpretentious. Even, the movement seems a little sluggish.

But Mo Li suddenly had a thought: "I can't hide!" I can't dodge this sword! ”

Because Fang Xing was not only wielding the sword, but also the three-foot Qingfeng who was controlled by his sword, but also the howling north wind and the snow flying all over the sky.

"Xuanshuang Sword Qi?" It's a common spell in the North.

Ordinary people can attach a layer of frost to the spirit sword; A master at the peak of Qi cultivation can use his sword momentum to condense into ice and snow out of thin air, and freeze the three-zhang space in front of him with a sword.

And Fang Xing came out...

The whole world inside and outside this small courtyard seems to have become his domain.

Although Mo Li had long known that this icy and snowy environment would greatly increase the power of ice-based spells, it was the most suitable home for Northern Realm monks who were good at the way of water.

But he still far underestimated Fang Xing.

At this moment, the cold wind blowing from the Xuanji Snow Mountain seemed to have become the sword qi that Fang Xing slashed out.

His sword no longer seemed to be the three-foot black iron, but the thousands of ice crystals that fell around him.

"I..." Mo Li was shocked at first, then relieved, and finally completely calm.

"There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people. Death under such a sword is not in vain. With that, he lowered the sword in his hand.

He slowly closed his eyes again, and let the world go into darkness in advance.

A moment later...

"You're not going to kill me?" Mo Li could feel that the sword qi had dispersed.

He opened his eyes and looked at Fang Xing, only to see that Fang Xing had already put down his sword with a calm expression.

"What's the use of me killing you? You're just a little minion who gets paid for things. Fang Xing said unhurriedly: "Kill you, a rookie, and the other party will only send a more professional one over next time." ”

"Now I'll spare your life, and you answer some of my questions, how about it?"

Mo Li was silent for a while. He knew what Fang Xing wanted to ask.

As long as he answers honestly, he may be able to live.

"Nope." But he replied.

"Why?" Fang Xing frowned slightly: "Don't you want to live?" ”

"Take people's money and eliminate disasters for others." Mo Li said: "If I fail to succeed, I will lose my trust, how can I betray my employer?" ”

"What's more, this business was originally introduced by a big brother who was good friends with me from his eldest brother's eldest brother."

"Even if I tell you the details, you will never be able to find the identity of the employer behind the scenes, and you will only kill the big brother who introduced me to the business in vain."

Fang Xing was speechless for a while.

Big brother's big brother's big brother... How many hands has this list turned?

Although this sounds outrageous, it is still inexplicably convincing when it comes out of the mouth of Mo Li, who has thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"So, you're the only one who takes this list?"

"As far as I know, I'm really alone."

Fang Xing: "....."

He thought about it seriously, but still put his sword into the sheath and said, "You go." ”

"I'll spare your life this time. The next time you find out something in the road that is unfavorable to me, how about you let me know? ”

"This..."Mo Liwei groaned: "The grace of a life should naturally be repaid with sincerity." It's just..."

"I met you in the water, and I met in the sword, are you willing to believe me?"

He looked at Fang Xing in confusion.

I only heard Fang Xing laugh and said: "The assassin who had to inform his family to leave before killing him, I still met it for the first time." ”

"If there were many people like you in the cultivation realm, I wouldn't have chosen it in the first place..."

Teenagers all have a dream of rivers and lakes. Fang Xing also wanted to get a glimpse of the rivers and lakes at first, but he stepped into the disappointing dark forest.

"Anyway, you're good to go. I want to believe you. ”

Mo Li was silent for a long time when he heard this, and finally solemnly returned the salute: "Thank you." ”

He turned around slowly, but suddenly paused before leaving, and replied without asking: "Mo Li, from the Lingchi Country." ”

"If you need to use my place in any way, come to the 12th Street of Nanfang in Beiyuan City, and the Snow Peak Inn."

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At this moment, not far from Yufeng Mountain.

"It's not easy!" Li Wuqi secretly sighed: "At such a young age, such a sharp Gengjin sword qi was made, if I hadn't met him here, I am afraid that I would have regarded him as a genius cultivated by the Spirit Pool Holy Land." ”

"But... He, a junior Qi practitioner of the Lingchi Country, why did he come here alone? ”

The Lingchi Kingdom is the neighbor of the Hanging Sword Country, and the one who rules it is the Lingchi Holy Land, which is on the same list of the top ten immortal sects as the Hanging Sword Pavilion.

And although the two countries can be called neighbors, due to the vastness of the land ruled by the super sect, they have to travel tens of thousands of miles from the border of Lingchi Country to this Beiyuan City recently.

A young genius of the Lingchi Country did not seek an immortal path on his own territory, but instead ran all the way to the remote and desolate north of the Hanging Sword Country, and there must be a story behind it.

But... At this time, with Fang Xingzhuyu in front, Mo Li seemed less attention-grabbing.

"Uncle Li." The Hanging Sword disciples present sighed one after another: "You are really discerning this time!" ”

Don't look at these disciples of the Hanging Sword Outer Pavilion, now they all look like ordinary grassroots pawns.

But as long as he can pass the immortal ascension trial and enter the Hanging Sword Pavilion, he will never be a mediocre person.

They were also high-spirited teenage geniuses. But Fang Xing's performance still greatly exceeded their expectations:

"Fang Xing's perception and mastery of the way of the sword and the way of water have far exceeded the level that a fifth-level Qi cultivator should have."

"That's why an ordinary spell is so powerful when it is used in his hand."

Immortal Dao understands that this thing is mysterious and mysterious, but it can't be taught by teaching.

Of course, the Hanging Sword disciples didn't know that Fang Xing's experience could not only be used to level up, but also to "improve character cultivation".

The way of water, the way of fire, the way of gold, the way of wood, the way of earth...

Spirits, swords, guns, swords, halberds, Dan array talismans, corpses, insects, ghosts, beasts, pesticides, wine poisons, music and calligraphy, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, puppets...

There are hundreds of arts in cultivating immortals, and there are hundreds of ways.

And as long as Fang Xing consumes a lot of experience, he can improve his perception of a certain path.

Although this will not allow him to gain knowledge in a certain field out of thin air, it will enhance his comprehension when comprehending this supernatural power, and intuitively increase the effect and power of his use of this supernatural power.

These 100 perceptions from low to high can be divided into:

I don't know anything, I get a glimpse of the doorway, I have a little success, I am integrated, I enter the room, I enter the road to seek the truth, and the road is natural.

In the past four years, Fang Xing's perception of the way of the sword and the way of water has been pointed out by him to the realm of "a little success".

This is already a level that can only be achieved by most monks in the later stages of foundation building.

"Genius, really a genius!" The disciples of the Hanging Sword sighed one after another: "Uncle Wu, you are right, as long as this kid can heal the injuries on his body, he will definitely be able to sneak out to sea and soar into the sky in the future!" ”

Everyone is marveling at Fang Xing.

Suddenly, something even more surprising happened.

"Show up!" I saw that after Mo Li's back disappeared, Fang Xing suddenly turned his head and looked over: "After staying here for so long, it's time to come out and meet me!" ”

"What?!" Li Wuqi was secretly surprised.

They were discovered?

"Who exposed the breath?" Li Wuqi threw the pot out first.

Because he is a Jindan master. No matter how much Fang Xing defied the sky, it was impossible to find a Jindan monk who deliberately hid his aura.

"This..."The Hanging Sword disciples looked at each other: "We didn't leak any breath either?" How did that kid find out about us? ”

"Still not showing up?" Fang Xing's voice pierced through the wind and snow, and it seemed to be loud.

Everyone was entangled for a while.

It was impossible for ordinary Qi cultivators to spot them. But if it's Fang Xing, a peerless genius...

"Uncle no loss?" The disciples all looked at Li Wuxian.

"Since they've all been discovered, let's get out." Li Wuyi thought for a moment: "Anyway, we are here to protect him." It is not necessarily a bad thing to let him know our good intentions. ”

As he spoke, he took the lead with his sword.

On the dark Yufeng Mountain, more than a dozen dazzling lights suddenly lit up.

This means that there are at least a dozen foundation-building monks hidden there.

Fang Xing suddenly fell silent: "......"

"Brother." Fang Yuanshu was shocked and nervous, and at the same time looked at his brother in disbelief: "You, you can even detect the aura of the foundation building monk?" ”

"Nope." Fang Xing's scalp tingled for a while: "I just can't believe that the mastermind behind the scenes really only sent one person." ”

"So, I tried to shout..."