He put aside his doubts for a while, and took out a three-zhang spirit boat from the storage bag, which was the spirit boat of Chu and Duan.

"It seems that the robbery really came quickly. Fang Mu weighed the two storage bags in his hand and stroked the Lingzhou again, his heart was extremely nostalgic for the days when he robbed those outer disciples in the Heavenly Demon Gate.

If it weren't for him robbing outer disciples all day long to obtain their cultivation resources, his cultivation would not have grown so fast at that time.

"Boy, before you reach Evian City, if you dare to wake me up again, beware of how I clean you up. ”

Fang Mu smiled and said that he must remember his master's words and never disobey his master's orders again.

After Zhao Dezhu fell asleep, Fang Mu looked forward and looked into the distance, Evian City, I am here.

In the depths of the Shendan Mountain Range, there is a hinterland, and there is a city built in the middle of this hinterland, which is Evian City, the largest city in the Southern Mountain Region.

Evian City is 800 miles square, next to three gates, nine paths and nine latitudes in the city, nine tracks through Tu, the left ancestor and the right society, the front and the back of the city.

The streets and alleys are prosperous, and it has the reputation of Nanshan Yangzhou. Among them, the city is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the aura is abundant. Walking through the streets, feeling comfortable physically and mentally, is very beneficial to practice.

The main city gate is 500 zhang wide, as high as 1,000 zhang, the momentum is majestic, and it makes people feel awe.

When Fang Mu first came to the city, he couldn't help but sigh that Evian was huge, but he had never seen it in his life.

After paying the entrance fee to the soldiers defending the city, Fang Mu entered the city, he didn't dare to be arrogant at all, just the two of them were foundation building monks.

There are so many pedestrians in the city that Baizhang Avenue still can't be idle. There are many shops on the roadside, and the pavilions are high, but there is no sound of selling, and there are no small stalls and vendors on the roadside. In order to protect the image of the city, it is forbidden to sell goods on the street

Fang Mu first found a residence called Yueming Pavilion, which was a hostel in the city.

The reason why I chose this hostel is because of its low price, which only costs 20 spirit stones per night. The price of twenty spirit stones a night is really cheap in Evian City.

"This fellow Daoist, I advise you not to be greedy for small gains and suffer big losses. Our Yueming Pavilion has twenty spirit stones per night, and if you live for a month, you need to pay us six hundred spirit stones, which is quite not cost-effective. ”

"It's better for Daoist friends to consider the preferential policies of our Yueming Pavilion, and directly subscribe to the month, only four hundred and eighty spirit stones per month, which is one hundred and twenty spirit stones less. And the little one is willing to make friends with Daoyou, and he can also talk to the shopkeeper again, and let him reduce your twenty spirit stones. ”

No matter how the shopkeeper spoke, Fang Mu was still not interested in his monthly service.

"The store's kindness is understood, and I am afraid that I will not be able to stay in this Evian City for a few days before leaving. Fang Mu politely rejected the shopkeeper, he was not wronged, and his spirit stones were not swept by sweeping the leaves, they were all earned by his own hard work. Of course, that included a little bit of help.

The shopkeeper said with a smile: "If you are a permanent resident, you can still handle the monthly service, and the little one will go to greet other guests first." ”

After the shopkeeper left, he secretly scolded Fang Mu in his heart, he hated people like Fang Mu the most, did he say it directly if he didn't pay a month, it would cause him to waste his tongue and energy on him.

Fang Mu took the room key and came to his room. His room was on the second floor of the Yueming Pavilion, the room was only fifteen square meters in size, and the layout was simple, with only a bed and a table, but Fang Mu didn't care, he didn't come to enjoy happiness.

He pushed open the papier-mâché window, the sunlight shone in, bathing in the sun, Fang Mu felt physically and mentally comfortable, so comfortable.

"Why are the windows closed in the building opposite, isn't it good to bask in the sun for a while?"

Fang Mu looked suspiciously at the pavilion across his window from his room, the window was closed and blocked by a curtain. At the door, however, men often enter and exit.

"With my seventh-layer cultivation of condensation, it shouldn't be a difficult thing to enter the Purple Fortune Sect. ”

After all, that Chu Dui Sun Shan was older than himself, but his cultivation was only four layers of condensation, so it seemed that the threshold of the Purple Yun Sect was not necessarily very high.

But Fang Mu was a little taken for granted, and when he finally found a place where the Purple Yun Sect recruited disciples in Evian City, he realized that he would not be able to enter the Purple Yun Sect no matter what.

Because there is an age limit for the Ziyun Sect to recruit disciples, they only admit teenagers and girls under the age of eighteen.

Fang Mu originally planned to bribe the woman who recruited disciples, but all he got was a merciless scolding, Fang Mu was disheartened, and returned to the Yueming Pavilion, thinking to himself, couldn't he have no way to worship the Purple Yun Sect in his life?

His worries Zhao Dezhu naturally knew about it, Zhao Dezhu stroked his mustache and said suspiciously: "In the early years, the Ziyun Sect only recruited disciples based on talent, not age, why is it only recruiting disciples below the age of eighteen now?"

For this restriction of Ziyun Sect, he is also helpless, he can change the appearance of people, but the bone age cannot be faked.

Zhao Dezhu comforted Fang Mu and told him that he would not enter the Ziyun Sect if it was a big deal, and there were many better sects in the world than the Ziyun Sect.

"Hey, that jade plate on your waist is the identity token of a disciple of the Purple Yun Sect?" Zhao Dezhu noticed that a jade plate hanging from Fang Mu's waist seemed to be a jade plate unique to the disciples of the Purple Yun Sect.

Fang Mu took off the jade plate from his waist, the jade plate was simple, and the shape resembled a Dan furnace. Zhao Dezhu determined that this was the identity token of the outer disciple of the Ziyun Sect.

He asked about the origin of Fang Mu's jade card, and Fang Mu told Zhao Dezhu how he robbed Chu Duan and Sun Shan.

When Zhao Dezhu heard this, he said, "Boy, I have a way for you to worship the Ziyun Sect." ”

Zhao Dezhu's method was to change Fang Mu's appearance and let him disguise himself as one of the two dead outer disciples and infiltrate the Purple Yun Sect.

Because Chu Dui and Sun Shan are the outer disciples of the Ziyun Sect, if they die, the Ziyun Sect will not know, because the outer disciples are in the Ziyun Sect and have no soul jade jian.

The soul jade slip is the monk who injects part of the soul power into the jade slip, and then blesses it by some secret method, so that once the monk falls, the soul jade slip will be broken.

The purpose of this is to let the sect know the life and death of the disciple, but because the soul jade slip is extremely difficult to make. Therefore, only inner disciples are worthy of having soul jade slips.

An outer disciple like Chu Duan Sun Shan is not qualified to have a soul jade slip, and if he dies, he will die, and the Ziyun Sect will at most send someone to investigate.

Fang Mu was pleasantly surprised by Zhao Dezhu's news.

"It's easy to change your appearance, but those who have advanced cultivation can see your original appearance at a glance. Zhao Dezhu said leisurely.

"But if you can have the mask made by the old man, I can guarantee that there will be no more than ten people in the whole world who can see your true appearance. ”

When Fang Mu asked about the names of the ten people, Zhao Dezhu didn't tell him, but only revealed that one of them was a person from the Ziyun Sect. However, he told Fang Mu that that person had closed the death pass a long time ago, and if the Ziyun Sect was not alive and dead, that person would not have left the pass.

Fang Mu was relieved and asked how to make the mask that Zhao Dezhu said.

"If you want to make this mask, except for one of the herbs, everything else is easy to find. ”

Zhao Dezhu made a list of materials for refining the mask and asked Fang Mu to write it down. As Zhao Dezhu said, most of these materials are easy to find, that is, the herb called "Ghost Branch Green Cover", Fang Mu has never even heard of it.

"Can this 'Ghost Branch Green Cover' be replaced with other medicinal herbs?" Fang Mu asked.

"No, this is the main drug, and it can't be replaced. ”

"Oh. ”

In one afternoon, except for the "Ghost Branch Green Cover", Fang Mu bought all the other materials, and it only cost eighty spirit stones.

As night approached, the streets of Evian were less crowded.

Fang Mu returned to Mingyue Pavilion, he ordered a few side dishes, ready to fill his stomach.

At the next table were two monks with white faces, talking about some recent events in the world.

"The emperor implements the rule of law, I am afraid that he will win the hearts of the people and lose the world. One of the whitefriars took a heavy sip of the spirit, blushing and drunken.

"Don't talk nonsense, beware of the wall with ears and you will be put in prison. The green-clothed monk sitting across from him glanced at Fang Mu, and motioned to the white-clothed monk that there was someone at the next table.

"What are you afraid of?" said the whitefriar.

Then he looked at Fang Mu and beckoned, "Daoist friends eat alone, where is there fun, why don't you come and drink together." ”

Fang Muwan rejected the kindness of the white-clothed monk, saying that he would not drink, and it was inevitable that he would sweep away his Yaxing in the past.

The white-clothed monk got up, walked in front of Fang Mu, grabbed Fang Mu's arm, and said unhappily: "Fellow Daoist, don't you look down on me Zhang Ting?"

When the monk in Tsing Yi came over, the other party smiled and said that the monk in white was drunk and should not be like him.

Fang Mu smiled bitterly, he still obeyed the white-clothed monk's wishes, and didn't let him go crazy with alcohol.

The three of them sat at the table, and the monk in Tsing Yi asked where Fang Mu was from and what he came to Evian City for.

Fang Mu said that he came from Donglai City, and he came to this Evian City for fun.

When the monk in Tsing Yi heard that Fang Mu had come from the east, he asked him if he knew about the "Fang Mu case" that had been in a uproar in the world recently.

When Fang Mu heard his name, he was shocked and said that he didn't know.

The monk in Tsing Yi said: "This Fang Mu, originally a personal disciple of the Nine Elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect, is extremely talented, only sixteen years old, and his cultivation has reached the Yuan Infant, and when he hit the Transformation God Cultivation, he actually attracted nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine tribulation thunders, I didn't think that Fang Mu's body was terrifying, and he actually carried all the tribulation thunders in the sky and successfully broke through the Transformation God. ”

However, although he had broken through the transformation of the gods, his mind had been controlled by the beast soul in his body. Because his strength was too strong, no one in the Heavenly Demon Sect could match him, and in the end, it was Lord Vulcan who subdued him at the cost of self-detonation. But I didn't expect that Fang Mu didn't die, Fang Mu had appeared in Donglai recently. ”