At this time, because it was night, there was basically no one on the road.

"Senior Brother Fang, you should go out to practice after the meeting. Zhang Meixuan said.

"Well, of course. Fang Zixuan said.

"Then, if you meet Xu Yuping and the four of them in the future, can you show mercy?" Zhang Meixuan said.

"Yes. Fang Zixuan didn't hesitate at all.

For Zhang Meixuan's request, Fang Zixuan was not surprised. What's more, if the Xu Yuping in Zhang Meixuan's mouth is the Xu Yuping in Erhe Village, then even if Zhang Meixuan doesn't say it, Fang Zixuan will be merciful.

"Then thank you, Senior Brother Fang, I'll give you the portraits of the four of them later, so you won't recognize the wrong person. Zhang Meixuan couldn't help but smile and said.

"Good. Fang Zixuan nodded.

"Then I'll go back first. After Zhang Meixuan finished speaking, she walked away with cheerful steps.

Seeing Zhang Meixuan's safe return, Zhang Jiayue was naturally very happy. For this clan, she has put a lot of effort into it.

Two days passed quickly. Fang Zixuan came to Qingxiu Peak in Shenshi, and there, he saw Fang Zifeng, Su Lang, Zhang Meixuan, and Cao Pu and others. The three demon beasts of Tiger Linghuo, Blue Fairy and Hu Yuexian were naturally also present.

Maybe it was because Yuan Zihan and the others returned safely, so Ji Qianqian made the dish called "Unseemly" again.

Mei Zimiao and the others were naturally amazed, and Zhang Meixuan and the others, who had eaten this dish for the first time, were even more surprised. It's the first time they've seen a bunch of earth-like things so delicious, so it's no wonder this dish is called "unseemly", it's really unseemly. Perhaps, this dish is a bit similar to Fang Zixuan, just looking at the appearance, Fang Zixuan is no different from ordinary disciples, but his strength is worlds apart.

Especially Hu Yuexian, after eating this dish, she repeatedly asked Ji Qianqian to make another one for her immediately, but because there were no ingredients, Hu Yuexian had no choice but to give up, but she asked Ji Qianqian to make it for her once a month in the future.

When Hu Yuexian spoke, Mei Zimiao and the others were also a little moved, if Ji Qianqian really made it for Hu Yuexian to eat once a month, then he and the others should also be able to get a share, right? For this unheard of delicacy, there are really few people who will not be moved, even if it is a person like Cao Pu, he has never thought that there is such a delicious food in the world.

However, Ji Qianqian just smiled in the end, and didn't say much or no. Yin Xueqin vaguely guessed something, this kind of food should not be made casually like ordinary dishes, otherwise wouldn't it be too cheap?

Drink for a long time.

Ji Qianqian naturally left halfway, and the rest of the people were still drunk except for Mei Zimiao and Fang Zixuan.

Two days later, Su Lang found Fang Zixuan.

"Zixuan, this is the leftover hemostatic pill. Su Lang took out five jade bottles from the storage ring and said.

Fang Zixuan didn't open it to see if this hemostatic pill was his own, he trusted Su Lang.

After Su Lang left, Zhang Meixuan came, and she handed over the portraits of Xu Yuping and the four to Fang Zixuan.

Then, Yuan Zihan and Fang Zifeng, Su Lang and Zhang Meixuan all went into retreat. They need to think carefully about what they have gained from this experience.

Hu Yuexian is still placing formations everywhere in Qingyun Gate to trap people.

It is said that after Yuan Zihan and the others left Qingyunmen, Fang Zixuan continued to practice Xuanwu Fist while comprehending the artistic conception of destruction.

With the blessing of the artistic conception of life, Fang Zixuan's Xuanwu Fist realm was slowly increasing little by little, as for what Fang Zixuan guessed, something that might be hidden in Xuanwu Fist, he didn't find it for the time being.

As for the Artistic Conception of Destruction, Fang Zixuan had to sigh again at the strength of the Artistic Conception of Life, because after this period of cultivation, Fang Zixuan actually felt a strange aura from the Artistic Conception of Destruction seed.

Fang Zixuan is no stranger to this strange aura, because this is a harbinger of breaking through the artistic conception.

Knowing that Fang Zixuan had actually touched the fourth layer of the artistic conception of destruction so quickly, Wang Wenguang was also a little surprised, and similarly, he couldn't help but admire the artistic conception of birth again. In the past, I only knew in the records that the artistic conception of life was an additional help for the comprehension of the laws and artistic conceptions, but now I have seen it with my own eyes.

"The power of the artistic conception of life has been well reflected in your Xuanwu Fist and the artistic conception of destruction, and then it depends on your law. Wang Wenguang said.

Gradually, the strange aura of destroying the seeds of artistic conception became more and more obvious.

One day, Fang Zixuan came to Qingzhu Peak.

"Master, my breakthrough in the artistic conception of destruction is imminent, so I would like to borrow your retreat place to use. Fang Zixuan said.

Forty percent of the artistic conception of destruction was already considered a mid-level artistic conception, and Fang Zixuan was afraid that its aura would alarm others at that time, so he came to Wang Wenguang for help as usual.

Wang Wenguang nodded.

Walking to the top of Qingzhu Peak, Fang Zixuan continued to comprehend the artistic conception of destruction.

Until one day, the purple Seed of Destruction suddenly became agitated, and then it erupted into a burst of intense purple light, accompanied by a very terrifying aura.

At the same time, Fang Zixuan's mind once again blew that mysterious breeze, although the Destruction Artistic Conception Seed was unprecedentedly restless, but Fang Zixuan's mind was clear at this time.

Here we go. Wang Wenguang's body immediately exuded a soft aura, and this aura surrounded Fang Zixuan's side within a radius of ten zhang.

Bang bang bang.

Wang Wenguang actually heard a faint sound of drums from Fang Zixuan's shaking eyebrows this time. With these faint drumming sounds, the aura emanating from Fang Zixuan's body became more and more powerful and terrifying.

Shrouded in this terrifying aura, Wang Wenguang didn't show anything unusual, as if Fang Zixuan had broken through not the middle-level destruction artistic conception of the fourth layer at this time, but the low-level destruction artistic conception of the second or third layer.

Could it be that Wang Wenguang's own immortal artistic conception realm is more than four layers?

At this time, in the center of Fang Zixuan's eyebrows, except for the location of the Artistic Conception of Life Seed, all the other places turned into a pure and dazzling purple, this purple, with a terrifying aura that destroyed everything.

Slowly, the drum-like sound in Fang Zixuan's eyebrows began to become rhythmic, and finally, it became consistent with the rhythm of Fang Zixuan's heartbeat.

As the rhythm of the two became consistent, the terrifying aura exuded by Fang Zixuan suddenly seemed to be pulled by some kind of traction, and slowly converged towards Fang Zixuan's eyebrows.

At this time, Wang Wenguang took a look at the sky and found that although the weather was a little cloudy at this time, there seemed to be no sign of rain or thunder.

Long.

When all the terrifying aura was inhaled by Fang Zixuan, the vibration at the center of his eyebrows began to calm down, and at the same time, the sound of drums also began to subside, and finally, there was no sound at all.

Fang Zixuan carefully felt the Destruction Artistic Conception Seed in the center of his eyebrows, and found that it had added a more dazzling purple aperture at this time, and this aperture occupied one-tenth of the space of the Fist Intent Seed.

Opening his eyes, Fang Zixuan exhaled a long breath, and then said, "Master, I succeeded. ”