Chapter 2: Fan Mo'an's Scheme

Fan Mo'an flew at high speed, looking at the cyan ball in his palm, feeling the special connection between the dantian Yuanhai in his body and it, and his heart was extremely happy.

"There you have it. ”

"Coupled with the harvest on the first layer, this time the hard work is really worth it. Fan Mo'an's eyes had endless ambition in his eyes: "This time is a turning point on my path to cultivating immortals." ”

Xiuxian Road.

If you want to rise, at a critical moment, you must seize the opportunity.

For Fan Mo, this trip to the Dragon Burial Realm was the biggest opportunity he had seized after decades of cultivation.

"As long as I am given enough time, I will definitely be able to step into the True Immortal Realm, and I may even hope to become a Grand Cultivator of the Spirit Realm. Fan Mo'an said secretly.

He had that faith.

"Only. ”

Fan Mo'an turned his head and looked at the sea area that was gradually moving away, and his heart was awe-inspiring: "If you don't reach the Spirit Consciousness Realm, you can't step into the Buried Dragon Realm again in this life." ”

I remembered the dangers I encountered in the Buried Dragon Realm.

His heart couldn't help but chill, it was too dangerous, in less than two years, dozens of life and death crises, he was forced to break through.

But.

didn't have enough strength, and he didn't dare to break in again.

"The teleportation formation was opened just now, and the aura of heaven and earth fluctuated, which will definitely attract the attention of the demon king of this sea area, hurry up. Fan Mo'an didn't dare to be careless, flew thousands of feet in the air, and left quickly.

He left the original sea, about forty breaths later.

Suddenly.

Rumble~

A dragon with a body length of twenty zhang surfaced, the huge dragon head was raised, his eyes scanned the surroundings, and his heart was full of doubts: "The violent fluctuations in the aura of heaven and earth just now, it is obvious that a certain treasure was born, my induction will not be wrong, it is here." ”

"Could it be that the other demon kings have taken the lead in getting there?" the dragon was full of doubts, and it searched for a moment.

"That's it. ”

"It seems that the treasure has nothing to do with me. ”

The dragon's huge body sank to the bottom of the water, and the sea quickly returned to calm.

.....

Yangzhou, the county seat of Xu'an County.

Vientiane Building.

"Boss. The man in the black robe said in a hoarse voice: "Give me a copy of the last year's "Kyushu Immortal Demon" and the last two issues of "Under Heaven." ”

"In the last year?" the chubby shopkeeper looked at the black-robed man whose face he couldn't see clearly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

But his look of surprise flashed.

Immediately, the chubby shopkeeper smiled: "Guest officer, you can be regarded as coming to the right place, and you will definitely not be able to find Qi in the county seat below, but we will prepare the "Kyushu Immortal Demon" for the past three years." ”

"The books are on the second floor, I'll go get them, and the guest officer will wait a minute. The chubby shopkeeper laughed.

"Shopkeeper, don't bully me for not understanding. The black-robed man's hoarse voice: "These books and periodicals, the rules of the Vientiane Building, are placed on the first floor, I am short of time, give it to me first, if you want to notify the owner of the Prison Tower, wait for me to leave, and then go to inform you." ”

"Dare to ask who your lord is?" said the chubby shopkeeper solemnly.

Even if it is a great grandmaster, there are very few people who have such a deep understanding of the interior of the Vientiane Tower.

Call~

A purple token landed in the palm of the black-robed man's palm.

"First-level Heaven Survey Order?" the chubby shopkeeper was taken aback, and hurriedly said in a low voice: "Wait a minute, my lord." ”

Soon.

The shopkeeper took out a thick stack of books, and the black-robed man left a silver ticket of one thousand taels, picked up a large stack of books and left quickly.

Wait for the black-robed man to leave.

In the teahouse dozens of meters away, an inconspicuous man in a green robe who seemed to have been drinking tea got up slowly and followed.

But.

Soon after, he returned and slipped through a side door of the Vientiane Tower.

"The shopkeeper, the man followed, but the portrait was drawn. The man in the green robe respectfully handed over a piece of paper, on which was a portrait of the man in the black robe, and although his face was a little blurry, he could still see it clearly.

"Okay, let's go ahead and stay in another place. ”

The shopkeeper nodded in satisfaction and quickly went upstairs with the portrait.

An inn just a hundred zhang away from Vientiane Tower.

On the second floor, Fan Mo'an, dressed in a white robe and with a handsome face, entered the room with a large stack of books.

Close the door.

"Let's take a look at "Under Heaven" first. Fan Mo'an said secretly, he had been in the Burial Dragon Realm for more than a year, and he was not in a hurry to return to Xingyan Palace.

The first thing is to understand what happened in the world during this time.

Fan Mo'an flipped through it quickly, and with the strength of his divine soul, his memory and reading speed were extremely amazing, surpassing ordinary people by dozens of times.

One book after another.

In less than half an hour, Fan Mo'an had read all fourteen books.

Fan Mo'an closed his eyes and thought silently.

There was silence in the room.

"I really didn't expect that in less than two years, so many major events have happened in the world. Fan Mo'an sat on the chair, his face calm, and muttered: "The rise of the Extreme Dao Gate?"

Right.

Fan Mo'an finished reading fourteen books, although they tell many biographies of characters, many major events in the world, and many complexities.

But.

Fan Mo'an easily rose from grasping the most important line - the Extreme Dao Gate.

"I really didn't expect that Dongfang Wu was really going to break through, once he broke through, he would definitely replace the Heavenly Void Patriarch as the main hall master of the Heaven Survey Palace. Fan Mo'an frowned slightly, frowning slightly: "Moreover, this Yun Hong, the assassination of the Black Hades Temple was unsuccessful, and in just two years, it was able to set off such a big storm." ”

Yunhong.

As a figure who has risen in the world in the past two years, "Kyushu Immortals and Demons" focuses on his life and deeds.

After a slight comparison, Fan Mo'an knew that Yun Hong and the young man he was going to kill before he left were the same person.

When he left, Yun Hong was just a little guy in his eyes.

In less than two years.

He has made amazing gains in the Burial Dragon Realm, and this Yun Hong has risen against the sky and become a peerless genius who can leave a name in the annals of the human race.

"Life encounters are really mysterious. Fan Mo'an's eyes were extremely cold: "A guy who could be pressed to death at the beginning, in a blink of an eye, he was almost tied with me." ”

In terms of strength, although Yunhong is not as good as him Fan Mo'an, the gap is not so big.

Fan Mo'an is not a loser at all, his sister and nephew are extremely important in his heart, and he wanted to kill Yun Hong in the first place.

Now that he has returned, he is full of ambition, his heart is higher than the sky, and he still wants to kill Yunhong.

"Such a peerless genius, it must be very pleasant to kill, but it's a pity that you can't kill it. Fan Mo'an's eyes were all cold, revealing a bright smile.

For Fan Mo'an, it is best to kill Yunhong, but the premise is that it is absolutely safe.

Assassination, ambush, or head-on hostility?

It's stupid.

"Killing Yunhong, it is definitely not possible to kill head-on, you must devise a strategy.... So, first of all, make friends with this peerless genius, and preferably become close friends. Fan Mo'an smiled faintly.

In Fan Mo's peace of mind, even if he can't find a chance to kill Yun Hong in the end, it must reduce the possibility of Yun Hong endangering himself in the future.

After all.

Its nephew Liu Ran is not dead yet, with the grudge between Liu Ran and Yun Hong, if Yun Hong really rises and steps into the spiritual realm in the future, maybe, he will think of Liu Ran and settle accounts after the autumn.

"This cloud flood.... Do you practice swordsmanship?" Fan Mo'an thought slightly and walked out of the door.

Soon.

Fan Mo'an bought a thick stack of white paper and pens, and when he began to write, a large number of handwriting and drawings quickly appeared on each piece of white paper.

It took a full hour for Fan Mo'an to finish.

He also bound the white paper like a thick book.

"Don't be in a hurry to go back to the sect, go and see my future friend of life and death first. Fan Mo'an took the book bound on white paper, left the pavilion directly, and headed out of the city.

After leaving the city for dozens of miles, Fan Mo'an chose a direction, jumped into the sky, and disappeared into the clouds.

....

Extreme Dao Gate Chiyan Peak, Flying Feather Palace.

A cliff outside the palace.

Yun Hong was sitting cross-legged on a large smooth stone block on the cliff, and in front of him, two cyan flying swords were suspended.

Hundreds of zhang away, two black-robed grandmasters were guarding the door master, looking at the palace master Yun Hong who was sitting in the distance with admiration.

"The palace master has been back for a month, and it seems that he has been sitting on the cliff. The black-robed grandmaster with a long beard said in a low voice.

"Hmm. The slender and tall Grandmaster nodded: "After returning from the Beichen Sect, the palace master basically stayed on the side of the cliff to cultivate, except for going to see the peak master. ”

The two of them, their skills have reached the pinnacle of the subtle realm, and their vision is far beyond that of ordinary people, and Yun Hong can make them feel perfect just sitting there.

"The talent is superb, the cultivation is hard, no wonder there is such an achievement. The bearded sect master shook his head and sighed: "I see, the next master of the sect is probably none other than the palace master." ”

"Be cautious. The slender and tall Grandmaster frowned and said, "This kind of big matter is not something we can discuss, but it is very likely that the palace master will become a true immortal realm cultivator in the future." ”

When they first came to Feiyu Palace, the two of them didn't know the details of Yun Hong, but the more they understood, the more they admired this palace master, and the hard cultivation made the two of them embarrassed.

Practice.

Lonely and lonely, very bitter and tired, it takes great perseverance and perseverance to achieve something.

However, life is short.

Many cultivators practice hard in their early years, but when they reach a certain level and grasp a lot of power and rise in status, they will slowly pursue enjoyment and stop moving.

It's human nature.

However, once the Dao heart is not pure, the speed of cultivation progress will quickly decay.

"Huh?" The bearded Grandmaster was suddenly startled, and only then did he notice a purple-robed old man with white hair coming to their side.

"Peak Master. ”

"Peak Master. The two grandmasters hurriedly saluted.

"Get up. Yang Chenyu smiled slightly, pointed to Yun Hong in the distance, and said softly, "Your palace master, have you been cultivating like this?"

"Yes, since the palace master returned to the palace, he has been cultivating on the cliff and has not slackened. The slender and tall grandmaster hurriedly said.

"Hmm. Yang Chenyu nodded in satisfaction.

For Yun Hong, he was really satisfied, in his memory, he had never seen a disciple who worked harder than Yun Hong.

Call~

Yang Chenyu stepped forward and quickly walked towards the cliff hundreds of zhang away.

When it is still thirty zhang away from the cliff.

"Who is it?" Yun Hong, who was sitting cross-legged, turned around suddenly, jumped up, and immediately smiled: "Master, how come you have time to come to me." ”

Yang Chenyu looked at Yun Hong and felt the fierce aura emanating from Yun Hong's body, and the whole person was like a sky-high sword, and he was also surprised in his heart.

This is because Yun Hong has just realized the sword, and his breath has not yet converged.

"I have something to tell you. Yang Chenyu's expression became solemn: "I just got the news that your master Yang Lou is missing." ”

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