Before the words fell, Fang Lide immediately reacted, and the long sword flew out, and the sword blade was pointing at not the elusive mountain ghost rattan whip, but Xiao Peng, who had passed out!

Seeing this, Nanmu Daoren subconsciously reached out and grabbed it, and actually touched the tail of the sword a little, causing the direction of the sword body to be affected, and the tip of the sword changed from stabbing at Xiao Peng's head to slashing at his only remaining left arm.

"Nanmu, what are you doing!"

Fang Lide shouted angrily, took advantage of the momentum, and knocked the stunned Nanmu Dao man away, and kept the fingerprint of the sword technique with the other hand, so he could only retreat and reluctantly control the flying sword to slash at Xiao Peng's arm.

Although Fang Lide reacted extremely quickly, it was still too late, and he only had time to nail Xiao Peng's sleeve, and his figure had already completely submerged into the ground.

Fang Lide hated, got up and stared at the Nanmu Dao man who fell to the ground in embarrassment, the flying sword was pulled up again, and it hovered in front of the eyebrows of the Nanmu Dao man in an instant.

Between Nanmu Daoren's eclipsed eyes, beads of blood oozed out and dripped down the bridge of his nose.

"If you don't give me an explanation today, don't blame Fang's subordinates for being ruthless!" Fang Lide said coldly.

"......" Nanmu Dao wanted to speak and stopped, muttered for a long time, and finally sighed, "Poor Dao knows that you may not believe what you say next, but the fact is that just now Poor Dao wanted to help, but suddenly his mind was in a trance, and his fist path changed, so that it caused this mistake and delayed the fighter." If you want to kill or chop, you have nothing to say. ”

When Fang Lide heard this, the murderous aura on that good man's face immediately rose.

It's no wonder that he has always had a good temper and will be angry, you know, Da Sui has taken the land of Anxi Road Seven Prefectures for more than ten years, during this period, there are spies and monks of Dahuan who are in trouble, and it is extremely difficult to catch a mid-level Sawu sect like Xiao Peng, a divine envoy.

Seeing that he couldn't keep people just now, Fang Lide could only retreat and decisively give up keeping people and kill them instead. If it weren't for the people of Nanmu Dao to get in the way, Fang Lide was confident that he could completely wipe out Xiao Peng before Xiao Tong rescued him.

Being able to kill an anemo envoy will not hurt the Sau sect, but it will inflict heavy damage on the other side, which will undoubtedly increase the country's bargaining chips for next year's peace talks between the two countries.

At this moment, a loud bang suddenly came from the top of Luanming Mountain.

The two of them looked back at the top of the mountain a few miles away at the same time, only to see that the trees above were broken, and the wind was overflowing.

Just when Fang Lide hesitated, a rough and heroic roar came from the top of the mountain:

"Wu Desi is arrogant! he dares to make a move on my Shangqing Sect elder, the remnants of the Sau Sect you want are here, why don't you hurry over and take them away!"

As soon as the earth-shattering roar entered his ears, blood flowed out of Fang Lide's ears, and it was actually the eardrum that was damaged, causing his double orifices to bleed! This is nothing, what is even worse is that his Heart Lake Secret Realm is also like being struck by lightning, and the shock is non-stop, and he almost loses his mind.

After a few breaths, Fang Lide, who finally stabilized his mind, hugged his fists and said: "Martial Arts Division Fang Lide, I have seen my predecessors." ”

After finishing speaking, he immediately put away the flying sword, and then put the free behind him into the beast's bag, stepped on the flying sword, and swept to the top of Luanming Mountain.

Looking at it from afar, I saw that a small peak on the top of the mountain had collapsed into a pile of rubble, and the snow and smoke were permeated.

Fang Lide stood at the tip of the sword, concentrating on it, and finally saw a corpse with a missing right arm in the smoke and dust, who is Xiao Peng who is it?

With just one blow, he actually snatched the person back from the hands of Xiao Peng, the deputy priest of the Sau Sect? Fang Lide was awe-inspiring in his heart, and immediately guessed the identity of the other party.

He bowed to the Dongpo Valley again, then raised his foot and stomped the tip of the sword lightly, the sword stopped on the gravel platform on the top of the mountain, and carefully probed Xiao Peng's breath, he was already too dead to die anymore.

Although it took some twists and turns, he finally didn't return empty-handed, and being able to leave Xiao Peng, the Fengshen envoy, even if he couldn't be captured alive, was the most important gain for Wu Desi in recent times.

Fang Lide's mood recovered slightly, and he released the free from the beast sac and turned it into Xiao Peng's body.

The capacity of the beast sac is limited, and it can barely absorb one Ning Dan stage monk, and with the addition of a free foundation building period, the stability of the internal space will be greatly reduced, so it can only be released first to make space.

Fang Lide had checked the free state before, and knew that his life was not in danger for the time being, so he was relieved to put it in the beast's bag. This time I let him out again and found that he was already awake.

There is no way, although the beast sac imitates the small world of the human body, and the internal space is like a small ecosystem of its own world, but after all, it is not as good as the real world outside, and it is very cramped and depressing, and ordinary people can't stand it, so it was finally renamed "beast sac" for storing spiritual pets.

You Li looked at Fang Lide with a smile and thanked him softly.

"You're welcome. Fang Lide also smiled, "It's good that you're fine." At this time, don't talk nonsense, take care of it. ”

After saying that, he summoned his natal flying sword, the sword body swelled, and then put the free on it, and his physical body flew on one side, and released a True Qi shield, and took him to Xingwang Village slowly.

"Nanmu Dao Chang is still in the valley, don't you go and say hello?"

"Nope. Just now, Uncle Fang and I almost took out my sword to kill him in a fit of anger because the old boy was sick again, and happened to be seen by his uncle who was protecting the calf. ”

"Haha...... Alas......" You Li couldn't help laughing, affecting the injury, and immediately cried out in pain.

Fang Lide said angrily: "Let you see Uncle Fang's jokes, you can't laugh now, right?"

"Hehe......" wandered away and rested for a while, as the medicinal power of the sycamore fruit continued to spread, his divine sense had recovered fifty or sixty percent, and his spirit was extremely good at this time, so he asked curiously, "Uncle Fang, has your natal flying sword been named?"

"Oh, of course, the name is there. Fang Lide said with a smile, "This natal flying sword, named 'Fang Qing', was given by the first emperor. At that time, I was reporting some things in front of the emperor, and the first emperor was very interested that day, and led me to the imperial garden to relax, looking at the spring in the garden, and congratulated me on successfully advancing to the Ning Dan period, so he gave this name. ”

Suddenly, he suddenly remembered something, and said with a smile:

"I remember that the Keqing lame Taoist of the Dao Society Division of Shengshan County, the natal sword is called 'Zhengshen', but he himself is a cripple, which is really amazing to think about. ”

Fang Lide waved his hand to drive away the birds on the flight path, and said with a smile:

"Naming the natal mage is a big deal. In a way, the name represents the monk's path of practice, a process that gives personality to the natal mage. Some sects even believe that the name of the natal magic soldier even determines the upper limit of the monk's cultivation, which is very particular. ”

Wandering opened his eyes and said expectantly: "Then I have to think about what name I should give my natal mage." ”

Fang Lide said with a smile: "In fact, when it comes to choosing a name, if there is no external chance, it is more important to listen to nature and follow its own heart." The natal soldier is the most faithful companion of a monk, and the relationship between the two is one of mutual fulfillment. After decades and hundreds of years of uninterrupted tempering, there is even a chance to make it have an independent consciousness. ”

As soon as I moved, I couldn't help but think that whether it was my heart or my jade pen, didn't they all already have an independent consciousness? Moreover, it was not just an independent consciousness, but the heart word print was simply an excess of self-awareness.

At this time, he once again realized the peculiarity of his two natal mages, one could help the divine soul cultivate, the other could improve his luck, one was given by the master, and the other was from his biological parents who didn't know his identity yet, could it be that I was really a fucking chosen son?

Wake up, you must be dreaming, or daydreaming in a heavy snow class!

Thinking wildly, he once again had doubts about the authenticity of this world. After all, with his "previous life" of urine, he could only forcibly transfer himself in his dreams.

The two continued to gossip, and soon flew over Xingwang Village. After landing at the entrance of the village, enter the Wangjing Restaurant and stop without mentioning.

However, it was said that after this battle, the people of Nanmu Dao became more and more dazed. He had previously made a move to stop Fang Lide from giving Xiao Peng a heavy hand, which was completely an instinctive behavior after a trance, and was not controlled by the brain at all.

At this time, the people of Nanmu Dao were even more puzzled about their condition. He has always been well aware that there are always two wills competing in his heart. One is dark and degenerate, the other is dedicated to seeking goodness, the two have been fighting in his mind for more than a hundred years, and neither of them can gain the upper hand, so that in the eyes of outsiders, he Nanmu will behave like crazy and stupid from time to time, and he will be stupid and stupid, which is why he has the nickname of "Dao Crazy".

So, thinking about it, he could only sigh and attribute his behavior just now to being sick again.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly looked up and found that a huge figure suddenly appeared in front of him at some point.

Looking at the giant in front of him, who was eight feet three inches tall, Nanmu Daoren immediately stood up, bowed and said:

"Meet Uncle Zhixu. ”

To the void Shan wide yellow Dao, the face is uncertain:

"Okay, what are you polite to me? Tell me, why are you here today? Why don't you stay in Qingyun Village, and go to this wilderness to compete with the people of Wudesi?"

In front of his uncle, Nanmu Daoren actually regained a trace of his youthful heart, scratched his head and said:

"Back to my uncle, my nephew seems to be sick again. I just remember that I came here with a clear man from the aromatherapy Qiaoxie. ”

Zhi Xu's thick eyebrows frowned, and he said with a cold face:

"Okay, you Nanmu, do you dare to mess with the people in the demon sect? Is it that your master is gone, and Zilan Peak has no peak master, so you dare to act recklessly?"

Nan Mu sweated profusely and said, "Uncle Shi, you misunderstood. That Qingqi person is from Xuanzhu, and the master and nephew have never thought about anything else!"

"What about her?"

"I was looking for it just now, maybe I ran away while I was fighting with Fang Lide. ”

Zhi Xuan closed his eyes for a moment, opened his eyes and sneered:

"There is the breath of a demon fox nearby, which is consistent with the smell on your body, and it looks like you haven't run far yet. Whether you are saying yes or no, you will find out when you catch it. ”

Nanmu looked stupid, and then thought about it, I didn't do anything damn about it, my body is not afraid of shadows, and my heart is empty?

After thinking about it, he changed his words and said: "Uncle Shi, just now when I was trapped in the battle with that Fang Lide, I used the Taisu Yang Sheng Treasure Urn given by my uncle in a hurry, and successfully summoned the divine general of the ancestral grandmother!"

Zhi Xuan said in surprise: "Really?"

"Such a big thing, my nephew doesn't dare to talk nonsense. Nanmu patted his chest and reassured.

"Okay! In this way, the next peak master of Zilan Peak can finally be determined. You know, the master of the first peak of this sect needs to be approved by the ancestor and grandmother. Coupled with your attainments in the art of the golden body of the gods, you are no longer inferior to your master, and you can take over your master's seal with this. ”

Nanmu was ecstatic, as long as the Zhixu Senior Uncle in front of him agreed, then the head master would probably nod his head, after all, the position of the peak master of the first line of the Zilan Peak of the Shangqing Sect had been suspended for more than three jiazi, and it really couldn't be delayed any longer.

However, after the joy, he said gloomily: "But my illness ...... I'm afraid it will cause opposition from the juniors and disciples. ”

Zhixu said: "Haven't you been sick for ten years?

Nanmu pondered for a moment and said solemnly: "Now that I think about it, my spirit has problems again, it seems that after encountering that Xuanzhu. At that time, I was bewitched by him, and I was embarrassed with him for Zhai Biqing, who was in the line of ink craftsmen, and later this person was killed by Archmage Liang Fang, but there are many doppelgangers in this guy, and the ghost knows if there are other clones in his vicinity?"

"Xuanzhu, right?" Zhixu stroked his beard and sneered, "Won't you know when I catch the fox demon Qingqi of the demon gate?"

"By the way, Uncle Shi, there is one more thing ......" Nan Mu just wanted to report his new discovery, but he felt that his uncle was gone, leaving only a trace of residual warmth.

Nanmu looked in the direction of Fulong Mountain in the northeast of the valley and shook his head with a sigh.