Hearing Fu Hao's words, the master of the Shenji Pavilion didn't react for a while.

The martial arts catastrophe needs to be resolved, and the burden of thousands of catties needs to be borne by people, which is a responsibility, but at the same time, it cannot be forcibly accepted.

"The common people are smeared, the world is blazing, and I am not the head of any sect, what does the martial arts catastrophe have to do with me?" Although people who hold this idea are despised, they are not a few. After all, no one is obligated to make a seemingly unfulfilled promise to someone they don't know.

Therefore, there is only one more money, so the master of the Shenji Pavilion does not have too much hope for Fu Hao, even if he also practices the Jade Sutra.

However, Fu Hao agreed.

After all, this catastrophe needs to be resolved by the descendants of the Jade Sutra, whether it is thirty years ago or thirty years later.

The master of the Shenji Pavilion closed the stone door and removed the black cloth from his hand, but his hand was not like a middle-aged man's hand, but smooth and delicate like a teenager, and as small as a teenager. It's just that the black cloth is wrapped in several layers, so it looks as big as an adult.

Then, the master of the Divine Machine Pavilion faded his black robe again, revealing a young face like a teenager, but the wind and frost and vicissitudes in his eyes could not be concealed.

The master of the Shenji Pavilion stretched out his little hand and touched his face, then took out the mirror to look left and right, and sighed sadly for a while.

"Master Zu, is this reversal of the Heavenly Skill you left behind reliable? Not only has my body become a teenager, but my voice has changed from time to time, and now I don't have the face to see anyone!"

"However, fortunately, the heirs of the Jade Sutra have reappeared in the rivers and lakes, and I hope that this skill I practiced will not be useful......"

The Lord of the Divine Machine Pavilion looked at the door, remembering that person had asked Fu Hao to go to the ninth floor of the Tongxuan Tower, with a strange look on his face.

"What did Fu Hao want to do in the past?"

......

Just when the Divine Machine Pavilion Master, who had become a teenager, was frowning and thinking about it with his chin in his hand, Fu Hao had already reached the ninth layer.

The reason why he listened to the suggestion of the master of the Shenji Pavilion to let him rest for one night was that it was too late, since he had been on the road last night, he had seen all kinds of magical and strange characters in the Shenji Pavilion, and he had punched a few times to move his muscles and bones, and he was indeed a little sleepy at the moment; second, he was also very interested in the ninth floor of this Tongxuan Tower, and he always felt that he would regret it if he didn't come.

It's no wonder, he doesn't know what the first to sixth floors of Tongxuanlou are used for, but he thinks it should be a place to deal with the collection of martial arts intelligence in the rivers and lakes, after all, even the world's knight list is assessed by this Shenji Pavilion, and he has just defeated two or three people before he is noticed, obviously the Shenji Pavilion has a huge information network; the seventh layer is exclusive to Danfeng for him to research and invent; the eighth layer is the retreat place of the master of the Shenji Pavilion. In this way, this Tongxuan Tower should be more and more important the further down, even the master of the Divine Machine Pavilion can only be on the eighth floor, what is the use of this ninth floor?

Could it be that as the Lord of the Divine Machine Pavilion said, it is just a simple place for people to rest?

Fu Hao was curious, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Combined with the events of today's day, there was one important person left to see, so he had a bold guess.

The ninth floor is similar to the eighth floor, Fu Hao walked down the steps, and there was a stone gate in front of him.

The stone door was also closed, Fu Hao stepped forward, and with a slight push, the stone door opened.

Walking into the stone chamber, the stone chamber on the ninth floor was completely different from the eighth floor.

The light and darkness in the room were suitable, bright but not hot, Fu Hao glanced at the surrounding walls, and immediately knew the reason.

Because the walls are also inlaid with moonstone stones.

This should be a common thing in the Shenji Pavilion, because there are Yueyan stones on both sides of the stone steps of the Tongxuan Tower, so what is it in the stone room?

This is the case, Fu Hao looked at these Yueyan Stones, and he couldn't hide his shock.

These moonstones are of the highest quality in their luster shapes, and the most amazing thing is that they are carved into a variety of shapes.

All living beings, Zhou Tian and stars, reckless heaven and earth, creation and transformation...... It's all in the shape of the moon flame, all in one room.

"What a big stroke!" Fu Hao exclaimed, but no one answered, as if he was the only one in the room.

Fu Hao's nose sniffed, and he smelled a faint smell, like the fragrance of flowers, and like he had lit something.

The room is simply decorated and elegantly furnished, with only a curtain in the middle of the space.

Although it is underground, there is still a breeze blowing, which makes people admire the ingenuity of this building.

Fu Hao slowly walked towards the curtain, but his eyes were always paying attention to his surroundings, but there was nothing abnormal.

The curtain was lifted, and a straw couch was placed in front of him, Fu Hao turned over to the couch, his body was lying on his side, his right hand was pillowing his head, and his left hand folding fan was gently fanned.

I don't know what kind of grass and trees are woven from, and it exudes a unique light fragrance, which makes people feel calm.

Xu was caused by this fragrance to be sleepy, or maybe he was so tired, Fu Hao's eyes gradually closed, and the folding fan in his left hand did not move.

Quietly, the door of the stone chamber slowly closed without a sound.

The light of the Moonflame Stone became trance-like, as if it had converged a little as the door closed.

Suddenly, the curtain shook slightly.

A white and flawless jade hand stretched out from behind the curtain and fell straight towards Fu Hao's forehead.

Seeing that his fingers were about to touch his forehead, someone coughed lightly.

The jade hand could not drop an inch, because the fingertips were against a fan.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the jade hand immediately fled, and the fan seemed to let it go away and did not pursue.

The Jade Hand had left the tent, and the Jade Hand's owner had turned around.

Then she saw the man who was supposed to be lying on the straw couch standing in front of her with a folding fan in his left hand and a gentle smile.

With clarity in his eyes, playfulness and praise, he whispered a sentence:

"Girl, how is your ass?"

......

The person who spoke was, of course, Fu Hao.

He had already felt that something was wrong when he entered the stone chamber, how could it be so neat and tidy if no one lived here, and besides, he had secretly activated his senses and heard a sound like breathing.

This sound is very faint, and it can even be ignored as the movement of mosquitoes, so Fu Hao can't know exactly where the lurking person is.

However, since he wanted to let himself sleep here, Fu Hao simply came to a plan and pretended to lure the enemy, but in fact, the other party's every move was under control.

But the owner of the ninth floor of Tongxuan Tower didn't know all this, so there was this scene.

Fu Hao looked at the beautiful and unreal woman in white in front of him, and he was still amazed in his heart.

Although it was the second time he saw her face, if he met her for the first time in a dream, Fu Hao still couldn't resist her lethality. If he wasn't a man, then Fu Hao might be unconfident for the first time because of his appearance.

Yes, the owner of the ninth floor of this Tongxuanlou is the Fuqin woman who gave Fu Hao guidance with her divine soul, she is also the next-generation disciple of the old man of the Mandate of Heaven, and the physique required by the Mandate of Heaven Divine Machine Law left by the old man of the Mandate of Heaven for a hundred years, the contemporary Divine Machine, Wen Wushuang.

Wen Wushuang has been practicing the Mandate of Heaven in the Valley of the World since he was a child, and he doesn't know anything about human feelings and grievances, not to mention what men love women. In other words, pure as white paper.

However, this blank paper has some more color because of Fu Hao. In the environment dominated by her and produced by the Eight-Sided Soul Attraction Technique of the Lord Protector of the Divine Machine Pavilion, whether intentionally or unintentionally, Fu Hao slapped her ass twice.

Although it was in an illusion, Wen Wushuang's divine sense was the same as his own experience.