Chapter 687: Sanssouci Temple
Out of caution, He Xiang came to an empty and secret pavilion with his clothes, surrounded by fragrant flowers and green grass, and the foundation of the underground array was inseparable.
Although the clothes are also guarded, but only for this whole ridiculous thing, it will not be like a frightened bird, vigilant everywhere and dare not sit down.
The management of Xiaoyao South City is strict, and the Gongsun family has put a lot of effort into preventing tourists from having accidents, and the formation, enchantment, and the city lord's mansion that always pays attention to the fluctuations of aura can effectively prevent any shop from bullying people.
What's more, most of the shops in the city are originally the business of the Gongsun family, and the other part belongs to the small families attached to the Gongsun family, and they will not easily smash their own signboards. Once a guest has an accident in the city, after the news spreads, everything in the Twin Cities will be affected.
So no matter what attitude He Xiang has, what realm she is, or whether her strength is strong or not, Fu Yi is very sure that she doesn't dare to do anything.
"Please ask He Xiang Daoyou to take the photo stone for me to see. ”
"I'm not busy, I'll invite Phantom You first, and if you want to see it, let's watch it together. ”
Fu Yi nodded, she also wanted to see who this phantom tour was. The two sat in the pavilion in silence, not knowing what to say for a while, He Xiang simply took out three altars of fourth-order super-grade nineteen lotuses, one altar was placed in an empty seat, one altar was handed to the clothes, and he opened a jar and poured several sips.
The Nineteen Lotus is brewed with nineteen fourth-order spiritual lotuses with different breath uses, each of which grows in dangerous places, and it is impossible to find enough liquor to brew for tens or hundreds of years.
The clothes did not move the wine, but when he smelled the aroma of the wine jar in He Xiang's hand, he knew that this was definitely the best of the Nineteen Lotuses. In addition to the faint floral fragrance, there is also a faint, cold medicinal fragrance, which is the smell of several spiritual lotus that can refine healing pills.
The Nineteen Lotus is very good for the recovery of injuries, especially the injuries of the Yuan Infant, the Soul and the Consciousness Sea, although they cannot treat serious injuries, drinking them during the recovery period can make the living beings recover more quickly.
Only then did Fu Yi realize that He Xiang's face was not normal white, but a sickly pale, but she had just absentmindedly thought about all kinds of doubts, so she didn't observe this detail. "You're hurt?"
"It's not because of you!" He Xiang said angrily, and after speaking, she felt that something was wrong, and the person in front of her seemed to be indeed different from the Fu Yi she recognized.
"Can you elaborate on that?"
"You disappeared for fifteen years, and after you came back, you didn't stay long in Sanssouci Courtyard and said that you were going to go to the advanced Yuanying, I asked you to retreat in the Jiuquan Domain, but you refused, and asked me to help you find a stand-in grass, so as to condense the illusion to block a thunderstorm for you. ”
Fu Yi listened and wanted to roll her eyes. Besides, even if she is so weak that she must have a spare, won't she go to find it herself, why should she let others do this kind of thing?
She held back the depression in her chest, and then asked, "What happened later?
He Xiang nodded, and there was no trace of sarcasm in his tone, as if he was telling a stranger about others.
"The stand-in grass grows in the Far West Wasteland, which is not under the jurisdiction of the Thunderbirds, but it is close to their clan. I disturbed the leader of the Thunderbird Clan when I picked it up, and fought him for five days before I took advantage of his unpreparedness to activate the teleportation charm to escape. ”
The original shape of the thunder sparrow is petite, and it can be supported by a single slap, but their speed is as fast as the wind and lightning, and the thunder power is pure and powerful, and they are extremely difficult to deal with.
The local monks of the Jiuquan Domain could not easily kill in the domain, firstly, to prevent causing trouble for the Gongsun family, and secondly, to avoid chaos and affect a relatively peaceful situation.
Therefore, the battle between He Xiang and the leader of the Thunder Sparrow ended, and neither side was looking for trouble, she took away a fourth-order high-grade stand-in grass, but she was injured by the other party, and it was barely even.
Fu Yi was a little depressed when he heard this, and he couldn't help but feel upset in his heart, and said in an unhappy tone: "If Daoist friends have heard about me, they should know that I am serving as a guest secretary in the Four Pavilions, if you need something, it is really inconvenient for you to find it, and you will definitely go to the Four Pavilions, how can you ask to go to the danger?"
She works for the four pavilions and uses her fame to support the four pavilions, so the four pavilions treat her well and give her many benefits, which is mutually beneficial and reciprocal, and the two do not owe each other. In order to satisfy self-interest, let acquaintances and acquaintances take risks to run errands, which is called utilization, not request.
"I didn't think about that, I just thought it was you...... She was closer to me and trusted me. He Xiang no longer regarded Fuyi as the person he recognized, not only because of what she said, but also because of her every move, eye expression, and a subtle spiritual sense.
As the two spoke, a young male cultivator in a black robe came to the outside of the garden barrier, standing with his hands in his hands, his hair loosely tied behind his back, his expression grim, like a stone statue without emotion.
"Phantom is coming, don't provoke him to anger. He Xiang reminded Fu Yi in a low voice, and looked at her with a look of pity in his eyes. The barrier opened in an instant, and the two of them looked at the visitor in silence, only to feel a burst of cold air rushing towards their faces, and the stone statue suddenly turned into an ice sculpture.
"Do you dare to step into Sanssouci Courtyard?" Phantom You walked to the pavilion step by step, and cast a shadow on the vacated spot between the two of them.
"Is that you?" Fuyi realized when she heard his voice, that Phantom You was the one who looked at her with her divine sense on the street and said some strange things. Thinking of the two sentences just now, she had a bad premonition in her heart, that fake whisk should not owe any peach blossom debt!
"Don't worry about Phantom You, this Taoist friend she, she ......" He Xiang, who wanted to help Fuyi say a few words, was swept away by a cold gaze, stammered for a moment and then stopped.
The thought in Fuyi's mind raced, how could she prove to a person who looked dead and angry that she was really Fuyi, but not the Fuyi he thought she was?
Under the threat of a cold air like a pinprick, Fu Yi suddenly thought of a wonderful solution. "Phantom Fellow, have you ever fought with that person called Fu Yi before?"
Hearing her salutation and tone, Phantom You was so angry that hatred overflowed from the corners of his eyes. "In order for you to practice swords, I lowered my cultivation to the Jindan stage, and let you attack with your sword qi to a desperate situation before stopping. How many times have I been injured in those years, and now you even ask me if I have fought with you?"
Fuyi was forced to lean back by his cold air, and when he looked at He Xiang again, everyone had already dodged to the other end of the pavilion.
She hurriedly stretched out her hand, gathered a trace of fire spiritual power to dispel the cool air in the pavilion, and looked at Phantom You seriously.
"You go with me to fight outside the city, and see if I and the person you know are the same person! I don't believe that there are still people in this world who can imitate my swordsmanship!"