Fang Mu looked at the flesh-colored mask on Chu Nanfeng's hand, and was confused for a while.

He seemed to be able to see the cyan souls walking under the flesh-colored mask, and he could hear the souls crying and laughing bitterly.

Chu Nanfeng handed him the mask, and he subconsciously took a step back, curling his hand in his sleeve.

It wasn't until Zhao Dezhu's scolding came that he found that he was a few feet away from Chu Nanfeng, his face was red, and he hurriedly took the flesh-colored mask from Chu Nanfeng's hand, and then thanked him.

"There is indeed a lot of resentment on this mask, but resentment is like a protective film, protecting your true appearance from others to see through. ”

"Moreover, although this resentment is terrifying, it will not hurt you in the slightest. Chu Nanfeng explained, of course he could see the horror in Fang Mu's eyes and the unnaturalness of his hands and feet.

Fang Mu felt embarrassed for a while, he was a monk, wouldn't his scared appearance make people laugh and be generous?

He pretended to be calm and said with a calm expression: "Thank you, uncle." ”

"You can now put the mask on your face and try it out. Chu Nanfeng said with a smile.

Fang Mu was still holding the mask in his hand and his body hair was standing on end, and his heart was chilling, let alone letting him wear it on his face, how desperate it would be. He only felt that he couldn't do anything, and he hesitated and never put the mask on his face.

Seeing this, the old man smiled but did not speak, and with a wave of his hand, there was a gust of wind, and when the wind raged in front of Chu Yun, it turned into a gentle breeze, rolling her figure farther and farther away, and finally disappeared in front of the eyes of the two.

"Now that Yun'er is gone, the nephew can wear the mask with confidence. ”

Chu Nanfeng stroked the small handful of goatee on his chin and looked at Fang Mu with a smile.

"I can't let anyone else look down on me. As soon as Fang Mu gritted his teeth, he put the flesh-colored mask on his face.

The flesh-colored mask seemed to have countless tentacles, directly adsorbed on Fang Mu's face, the feeling was like maggots wriggling on his face, Fang Mu felt that his face was so itchy, painful, and disgusting. Fang Mu was extremely tormented, and only hoped that this process could end quickly.

This process lasted for half an hour, and the mask finally fused perfectly with Fang Mu's face, and now Fang Mu had turned into Chu Duan's appearance.

He touched his face, and it didn't feel like he was wearing a mask.

Chu Nanfeng smiled: "Even I can't see your true appearance." ”

Zhao Dezhu, who was in Fang Mu's soul, asked Chu Nanfeng, "How did you find out my identity back then?"

"Guess, only you're going to be so bored and go to great lengths to make a mask to tease people. Chu Nanfeng said frankly.

The two chattered for a while, and Zhao Dezhu was about to say goodbye to Chu Nanfeng.

On the occasion of farewell, Zhao Dezhu sighed that if Ziyun Sect did not have the rule of not allowing children under the age of eighteen to enter the sect, he would not have made a lot of trouble, and he would not have met his old friend.

"Tie Zhu, why do you say that the Ziyun Sect has such a rule? Eighteen years old, this is a critical age. Chu Nanfeng asked Zhao Dezhu.

Zhao Dezhu was guided by Chu Nanfeng, and suddenly realized: "Under the age of eighteen, you can condense your heart's blood!"

"That's right, Dan Yunzi set this rule in order to ensure that he can control everyone in the Purple Yun Sect. All the disciples who entered the Ziyun Sect had to condense a drop of blood from their hearts and give it to Dan Yunzi. ”

"It is equivalent to saying that now as long as it is a new disciple, its life and death are in the hands of Dan Yunzi. Chu Nanfeng said.

Fang Mu suddenly thought that Zhao Wenzhuo had also given him a drop of heart's blood, he took out Zhao Wenzhuo's heart's blood and asked, "Is this heart's blood?"

Chu Nanfeng observed the blood in his heart and said with a smile: "This is not the blood of the heart, this is called essence blood, although it contains a lot of life force and soul power of its master, it cannot control the life and death of its master." ”

"The method of condensing the real blood of the heart is extremely complex, and it is very harmful to the body of the caster, ranging from half a year to being unable to make an inch, or at worst losing ten years of life. ”

"I once listed it as a forbidden law, but I didn't expect Dan Yunzi to refine the blood of every new disciple for his own selfishness, which is really hateful. If you can become a Danyunzi and reinvigorate my Purple Luck Atmosphere, then you will be a great hero of the Purple Luck Sect. ”

Fang Mu solemnly bowed to Chu Nanfeng and said, "I will do my best." ”

He didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to become Dan Yunzi, because as far as he knew so far, it would be difficult to become a Dan Yunzi.

The condition for becoming a Danyunzi is to become the person with the highest pill attainment in the Ziyun Sect, which means that he must have a higher pill attainment than the current Danyunzi. But Dan Yunzi will let him get his wish, I am afraid that he will stumble on himself on the eve of his own challenge. If you want to become Dan Yunzi, you must first develop and strengthen your own power, make Dan Yunzi jealous, so that you can compete with him fairly.

But even if it is fair competition, if you want to achieve Dan Yunzi's alchemy attainment, it will take a hundred years.

Zhao Dezhu told him that a hundred years is not a long time, but Fang Mu thinks that a hundred years is a person's lifetime.

He is still incompatible with the cultivation realm, and still retains the worldly set of thoughts: crimes must be imprisoned, and murder must pay for life.

In his opinion, the higher-level cultivation realm was more barbaric and cruel than the secular realm. People here respect strength and don't care about the rules and regulations of the world.

In his opinion, the cruel and unrighteous cultivation method of the furnace ding was the most common and ordinary cultivation method in the cultivation realm, which made his three views explode. It is impossible for him to change all this through his own modest efforts now, but if he becomes the number one in the world, not everyone has to listen to himself, everyone has to obey his own wishes, then he has to change all this.

Fang Mu felt that he had found the motivation to cultivate the truth, and he wanted to become the first person in the world.

"That's enough for you, come with me now. Chu Nanfeng smiled.

Fang Mu followed behind Chu Nanfeng, and the world was spinning again, and he found himself in a barren area.

Chu Nanfeng pointed to the opposite direction of the sun and said, "Thousands of miles ahead is the Ziyun Sect, presumably with the strength of the master and nephew, you can get there in half a day." ”

"You can put away this Qiankun Shift Talisman, if you have any life and death crisis, pinch this talisman, it can allow you to teleport millions of miles away. ”

Fang Mu took the spirit talisman from Chu Nanfeng's hand, and thanked Chu Nanfeng again, Chu Nanfeng can be said to have spared no effort to help himself and his master these days.

After Fang Mu left here to go to the Purple Fortune Sect, Chu Nanfeng smiled with relief, he didn't expect that he would be able to see his old friend in his old age.

He muttered, "Maybe it's because the iron pillar shouldn't be killed." ”

"It's time for me to do my job. ”

After speaking, he flew in the direction of Evian City, his ancestors were farmers who weaved straw sandals for a living, and he was supposed to be a son inheriting his father's business, but he stepped into the cultivation realm by chance.

I still remember my father's last wish, and I want to make the Chu family's straw sandals a sign and make it famous all over the world, which is also my original dream.

This former teenager set sail with his old dreams in mind.

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After about three hours, Fang Mu finally saw the mountain gate of the Ziyun Sect, which was a thirty-zhang high wooden gate, hidden among the trees and mountains.

The wooden door is finely carved, and the depiction is full of some ancient monster patterns.

The Ziyun Sect did not set up barriers, but only planted some tall and stout poplar trees as the boundary of the Ziyun Sect.

This poplar tree has become the most perfect barrier, although the poplar tree can't stop the monks in the slightest, but for thousands of years, no one dares to cross this line and break into the Ziyun Sect.

Therefore, the only way to enter the Purple Fortune Sect was to pass through this quaint wooden gate, which was open and seemed to welcome every monk.

Fang Mu put away the spirit boat and walked straight towards the wooden door, and when he reached the middle of the door, Fang Mu found that there was a layer of white light curtain, as if he wanted to block his steps.

Just when Fang Mu was only three feet away from the light curtain, the light curtain became transparent and then disappeared.

Fang Mu heard a voice, "Outer disciple, Chu Duan, identity confirmed, pass!"

I didn't expect this mask to be really magical, and even the mountain gate of Ziyunzong could deceive it.

"If others can't see through my cultivation, they will definitely have doubts about me. ”

Fang Mu thought back that Chu Duan was a fifth-layer condensation qi cultivation, so he deliberately revealed a sixth-layer condensation qi cultivation.

He walked through the Purple Yun Sect, and was a little dazed for a while, he didn't know anything about the Purple Yun Sect, and now he couldn't even find Chu Duan's place of residence.

But fortunately, Zhao Dezhu, a person who knew a lot about the Ziyun Sect, took him to find the residence of the outer disciples.

He asked Zhao Dezhu if he was also a monk of the Ziyun Sect before, so he knew so much about the Ziyun Sect. Zhao Dezhu told him that he was not a monk of the Ziyun Sect, and the reason why he was so familiar with the Ziyun Sect was because he often came to the Ziyun Sect to look for Chu Nanfeng. During that time, it was quite pleasant.

The place where the outer disciples of the Ziyun Sect lived was on a flat open land, which was fifty miles square and full of pavilions, like a miniature version of Evian City.

Fang Mu was in trouble again, in such a big place, where did Chu Duan live?

He couldn't ask someone for directions, otherwise it would arouse suspicion, not to mention that he couldn't see a single figure on the street now.

He remembered what Chu Duan said about the half-year assessment, presumably these outer disciples were all practicing intensively, looking forward to passing the assessment.

"Chu Duan, you're finally back. The voice was extremely excited and joyful.

Fang Mu turned his head and saw a big black fat man in a yellow robe grinning at him, Fang Mu guessed that this person should be Chu Duan's friend.

The big black fat man directly opened his hands to hug Fang Mu, and he said with tears in his eyes: "You can make it easy for me to find these days." ”

"You...... Spread it out first. Fang Mu was a little speechless, wherever he went, he would make some fat people as friends.

The big black fat man spread Fang Mu and said excitedly: "You actually have the cultivation of the sixth layer of condensation qi now, and you really have encountered some chance." ”

Then he said in a hurried tone and a little angry: "If you have a good thing, forget about your brother, forget it, I don't care about you, what about the spirit boat, take it out quickly, I have to return it to the letter hall as soon as possible." ”

Fang Mu took out the spirit boat from the storage bag and asked, "Is this one?"

The big black fat man snatched the spirit boat, and said a little angrily: "What are you pretending to be confused, with my credit, you rented this spirit boat for three months, but you actually went out for half a year, and now it is three months overdue." I had to pay five mission points every day for the days I was overdue. ”

"Fortunately, I have a good relationship with a senior brother in the Xintang, so he can make me owe mission points, let me tell you, Chu Duan, the three hundred task points owed, we will repay half of the arrears!"

After speaking, the big black fat man was about to leave in a hurry with the spirit boat. Fang Mu wanted to go with him to return the spirit boat, but was rejected by the big black fat man.

The figure of the big black fat man was getting farther and farther away, and Fang Mu followed behind him. If the big black fat man deceived himself and deceived his spirit boat away, then he must teach him a lesson.