Northern Sanctuary, Xiangang City.

This is one of the most famous large cities in the Northern Sacred Domain, and it belongs to the Xiangang Sect, one of the great sects of the Northern Sacred Domain.

It is rumored that in this generation of the Xiangang Sect, there are also quite a few talented disciples, but unfortunately it is a coincidence that most of them have impacted the ancestral realm, so they missed the top ten selection battles of the year, and no one was selected, but it did not affect the prestige of the Xiangang Sect at all.

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Fang Junmei and Wan Xiaohua, in Xiuzhenfang City, wandered around at will, and their spirits were excellent.

Not long ago, Fang Junmei opened up the fourth body of the small Cave Heaven, and what he used was the Cave Heaven Pill obtained from the transaction of the Taiyin Dance.

In fact, after he had just advanced to the early stage of the ancestral aperture, he could use this Cave Heaven Pill to open up this fourth small Cave Heaven, but the problem was not in the opening, and after opening it up, it needed a lot of mana to support it, otherwise this small Cave Heaven would collapse.

When he first advanced, the mana in his body was not enough to support the fourth small cave heaven, so he dragged it until now.

"There is nothing to sell in the store, and there is no auction conference to be held recently, and there is no competition suitable for you to participate in or anything, Brother Junmei, I see that your second Dongtian Pill is not so easy to get." ”

Wan Xiaohua was strolling around, muttering in her mouth.

Fang Junmei shook his head and smiled.

"In addition to cultivation, I still have a lot of things to do, if you are so concerned about my affairs, why don't you help me think about it, my immortal Dao heart, what Dao heart should I transform into next, I can also prescribe the right medicine and look for opportunities. ”

Fang Junmei said casually, not expecting to really get a good answer from Wan Xiaohua's mouth.

When Wan Xiaohua heard this, she tilted her little head and thought about it seriously.

“...... If you want to transform your Dao heart, you must first push your existing Dao heart to the limit...... Immortal Limit...... It should be rotten!"

Wan Xiaohua thought for a while, and muttered like a password.

"Brother Junmei, in my opinion, I'm afraid you need to encounter something that will lead you to complete decay in order to transform into an immortal Dao heart. ”

Wan Xiaohua said very seriously, her eyes were very determined, and she looked like I had penetrated your future.

Fang Junmei laughed when he heard this.

When he comprehended the Immortal Dao Heart, he had already died once, and what could be more representative of complete decay than death? Even if he died and was reborn again, it would never be possible to achieve a second transformation.

"Then what do you say, that can lead me to more complete decay?"

Fang Junmei asked.

"Poisoning you?"

Wan Xiaohua said immediately.

"I've been hit, and I've been poisoned into a pile of rotten meat!"

Fang Junmei replied quickly.

"Beat you half to death?"

"I've been half-dead many times!"

It's really been dead once, Fang Junmei muttered in his heart, but he didn't say it.

"Then I can't think of it......"

Wan Xiaohua shook her head and said.

Fang Junmei was not too disappointed.

I don't know how many monks, relying on the Dongtian Pill, have impacted the realm of the late stage of the ancestral aperture, but in the end, there is still no success in the second transformation of the Dao Heart, and there is no hope in life.

He, a monk who had just advanced to the early stage of the ancestral aperture, was in a hurry.

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The location of Xiangang City is relatively northeast, close to the Demon Beast Wasteland, therefore, there are many demon beasts coming and going in the city in the city.

Between the human race and the demon beasts, it is not a fight and killing as soon as they meet, unless it is a war between the two races, otherwise everyone is from the position of interests to consider the problem.

Fang Junmei was walking in the Fang City, but his ears were listening to the conversations of other monks, especially the demon beasts, he had not received news of lightning for many years, and he didn't know if Yunyan had found him.

However, although he misses it, unless there is definite news, Fang Junmei does not plan to deliberately look for it, and each has its own way to go.

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In the market, it is very noisy.

There are many kinds of information exchanged, and it is by no means a simple matter to find out what is useful for oneself.

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"Brother Dao, how about meeting again after a long absence, how about going to sit in my old nest? Those little cubs in our clan are still thinking about scraping out a few tricks from you!"

By the window on the second floor of a certain restaurant, a monk who looked like an old man said with a smile.

This old man is tall and thin, with high convex cheekbones, an eagle hooked nose, looks weird and gloomy, exudes the aura of a demon beast on his body, and the realm is in the late stage of mortal transformation.

"Hahahaha-"

When the person on the other side heard this, he laughed heroically.

is a middle-aged man with a purple face, tall and burly, and he is also in the realm of the late stage of mortal transformation, and he also exudes the aura of demon beasts.

After the laughter fell, he said: "Don't go, don't go, do you think I'm still the one who loves to show off everywhere after learning a few tricks? Now, except for the first change in my Dao heart and the impact on the ancestral realm, I have no interest in anything else. ”

"Brother Dao's ambition is admirable!"

The old man nodded and said, "But unless you plan to take the path of pills to achieve it, it's best not to be too deliberate, when the opportunity comes, you can't run away." ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, he looked at him a few times, and then smiled: "You old thing, you can say the truth, why didn't you see your Dao heart change successfully?"

When the old man heard this, he smiled.

"That's right, the old man is just hearsay, but I still remember the demeanor of the predecessors who said this sentence back then, and I just listened to it again this time. ”

"What you're talking about - the Wuwei Demon Saint predecessor of Dongkunling?"

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed.

The old man nodded and said, "It is Wuwei's predecessor, he is an old man, and the preaching time is uncertain, but this time he has already released his words in advance, and the next sermon will be more than thirty years later." ”

"Hey, hey—"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he smiled strangely and said: "This is really strange, people everywhere have started to talk about the sermon, when did these seniors become so generous." ”

There was disdain and ridicule in his voice.

The old man said with a smile: "The mysterious sword cultivator here in the Eastern Sacred Domain, for what purpose, I don't know, but the reason why the predecessors preached was to earn some immortal jade flowers, and the entry fee was very high every time, but it was still worth it." ”

The middle-aged man nodded slightly.

"If Brother Dao is interested, after more than thirty years, you can go and listen together, and if you have spare time, bring your juniors with you, and walk around with the children of my family, and walk in the cultivation realm in the future, so that you can take care of each other. ”

The old man invited.

The middle-aged man thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

The two talked about other things.

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This matter is not a big secret, and there is no need to hide it, so Fang Junmei listened to it, and his heart couldn't help but move a little.

He is not arrogant, spend some fairy jade, listen to other people's preaching, maybe there will be something, if lightning and others also go, old friends reunite, it is naturally better.

didn't delay, just in this Xiangang City, looking for demon beasts to make noise, and quickly found out about this Wuwei Demon Saint.

The place where the Wuwei Demon Saint preached was in his own lair, Dongkunling, which was not too deep into the Demon Beast Wasteland, and it didn't take much time to go back and forth.

After a brief discussion with Wan Xiaohua, Fang Junmei immediately decided.

Go!

Idle is also idle.

At the end of the day, I didn't encounter anything special, and I went back to the inn, and the two of them went into retreat and practiced again.

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More than 30 years have passed in a flash.

On this day, the two set off on the road to the Demon Beast Wasteland.

Compared with the land of the human race, the biggest feature of the Demon Beast Wasteland is that it maintains a wild and primitive style, and it is full of undeveloped mountain and wild lands.

For demon beasts, even the lowest-level demon beasts, they don't need any houses at all, and they can deal with them by burrowing into the hole.

Therefore, all the way over, there are large tracts of jungle and mountain smoke, and there are no people.

As for those demon beast nests, as long as they feel the breath, they can tell that although both of them are in the early stage of the ancestral realm and their strength is strong, they have no intention of causing trouble and avoided them in advance.

Fang Junmei had already been to the Demon Beast Wasteland, and his face was expressionless.

It's ten thousand little flowers, and when I first saw the scenery of the demon beast territory, I couldn't help but have a bright eye.

Of course, in addition to the scenery, there is no shortage of killings, those disputes and killings, needless to mention, the most shocking thing is the great battle among different demon beast races.

The corpses are all over the field, the scene of rivers of blood, and the thousands of little flowers that I see are discolored, and I once again realized the cruelty of this world.

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That night, it was pouring rain and pouring down.

The sky seemed to have collapsed, and the rain was so heavy and endless, that the primitive and wild mountains and wilderness became even more gloomy and dark.

Fang Junmei simply didn't plan to hurry anymore, slowed down the Taiyi Qingling Boat, and wanted to park the boat on the top of a small hill, and the two of them rested directly in the cabin to deal with this night.

"Brother Junmei, it seems that there are people there, and the lights are still on. ”

Wan Xiaohua pointed in a certain direction and said abruptly.

When Fang Junmei heard this, he saw that on the ground a few miles below, in a deep small valley, there was actually something like a house, and a little bean-sized light lit up in it.

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It's really weird!

In this vast mountain wilderness, there was one more family, which should obviously be monks, but they did not lock the valley where they lived, and the clouds and fog were sealed.

What does the owner of this family want to do?

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Fang Jun's eyebrows flew around, and he released his divine sense to look.

There was no prohibition on the house, and as soon as the divine consciousness passed through, the scene in it was immediately imprinted into the eye.

Simple furnishings, simple tables, chairs and wooden beds, a man in white who looks like a young man is sitting at the table, holding a book, reading with great interest, looking very focused, like a scholar who wants to enter Beijing to take the exam.

As if sensing that a divine sense was coming, the man's eyes flashed, and there was no other movement, nor did he look in the direction of Fang Junmei and the others.

"Is it him?"

Fang Jun's eyebrows were in his mouth, and he unconsciously said four words, and his expression became strange.