In the cave, the fire gradually extinguished, and only a skeleton remained, sitting in the ashes, and the last bit of the primordial god also destroyed itself.

The three of them were silent for a while.

After a long while, Fang Junmei stepped forward, buried Jun Buyu's corpse, made a simple memorial, and went away with the two of them.

......

"Jun Mei, what are your plans next?"

After flying for dozens of miles, Lightning asked.

"Look at you. ”

Fang Junmei replied lightly.

"What?"

Lightning didn't react at all, and asked in amazement.

"I said look at you, watch you for at least a year!"

Fang Junmei said angrily.

"I'm not a child, why do you need to watch!"

Lightning suddenly became anxious, how could this Fang Junmei be as annoying as before.

Fang Junmei glanced at him and said: "Your strength has exploded too fast, but your temperament has not kept up, let you go alone, Bao Zhun will soon cause a lot of trouble, your own death is small, don't implicate Yunyan and them." ”

"You look down on horses less. ”

Lightning snorted coldly, a look of disdain.

Fang Jun frowned and said: "With your temperament, now that the realm is exploding, most of you want to go back to the Demon Beast Wasteland to show off, and whoever offended you before will probably hit the door." Let me ask you, how can you explain that your realm has risen so quickly? Even if you don't want to explain, if your enemies let out the rumors that you have obtained a strange treasure, that you have obtained supreme magical powers, and that the demon beasts all over the mountains are chasing and killing you, what will you do when the time comes?"

Hearing this, Lightning's face froze.

“...... That's all your guess, and I didn't plan to do that. ”

After a moment, Lightning muttered quietly.

The confidence in the voice is not very sufficient, and most of the people in my heart agree.

"Don't talk nonsense, this year, you follow me, sharpen your temperament, and then go back to the Demon Beast Wasteland, and remember to cover up your identity, and after meeting Yunyan and them, go to other strange places to cultivate. Or go alone, they can't always rely on you to keep them sheltered. ”

Fang Junmei said coldly, not angry and arrogant.

Hearing this, Lightning grimaced, but did not refute it.

......

After the three of them left, they walked in the Northern Sacred Domain.

Fang Junmei and Wan Xiaohua's explosion and ascension are all in the sea of consciousness, and other monks can't see it, so they don't have to worry about it at all.

And lightning is here, it's a strange face, and there is no need to worry.

In the past year, the three of them have lived a leisurely life, either to inquire about the news of Yang Xiaoslow and others, or to watch the tearing up between other monks, or to haunt the Xiuzhenfang City in various places, or to exchange experiences and insights.

The ecstasy after the explosion of the lightning realm was finally gradually suppressed and returned to his previous calm appearance, in fact, when he took Yunyan and others to break through, he was still extremely alert and cautious, but it was normal for people who could not stand the ups and downs of life, and their impetuousness.

......

A year has passed quickly.

On this day, the lightning finally said goodbye to the two and embarked on a journey to the Thousand Demon Sea.

And Fang Junmei and the others continued their missionary journey, the North Sacred Domain is almost the same, and next, it should be the Western Sacred Domain.

......

Whew-

The wind was howling, the frost was chilling, and the sky was full of snowflakes.

It's a world that breathes into ice, and it's impossible for mortals to survive here. However, there are still living beings in this world.

......

This is the Great Cangxue Mountain, which is located in a corner of the west of the Northern Sacred Domain, and it is the territory of the Western Sacred Domain after crossing this continuous Great Cangxue Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain on this side of the Northern Sacred Domain, there is a rather small Xiuzhen City, and the name of this city is called - North Sword City!

......

In the vast wind and snow, someone entered the city.

Fang Junmei and Wan Xiaohua, dressed in thin clothes, were flying in the cold wind, with their cultivation, they naturally didn't have to worry about any cold.

This is the last stop of Fang Junmei's trip to the Northern Sacred Domain, and there is naturally a reason why it is here, and even time is under Fang Junmei's deliberate control.

One of them was square and handsome, with a chic and heroic attitude, and the other was slender and had long nine-colored hair, and almost as soon as they came, they attracted the attention of a large number of monks.

"Here are two more ancestors!"

"The life of those of us who have been transformed into monks is getting more and more difficult. ”

"This is how much, and it will be even more sad in the future, have you heard, there is a mysterious sword cultivator in the east, who passed down the way of sword seals for free, and provoked many monks to learn swords. ”

"Can there be more than the Western Sanctuary?"

......

Not long after the two entered the city, there was a large amount of discussion, which reached their ears.

At a glance, there are actually six or seven percent of the monks who are cultivating the Sword Yuan, living up to the name of the Northern Sword City.

"Brother Junmei, although there are many sword cultivators here, I have found at least six ancestral cultivators, you don't want to pass on the way of sword seals here, I don't think it's the right place. ”

Wan Xiaohua said.

During this period of time, Wan Xiaohua was in practice, how to arrange this trip, which line to take, and where to go, she basically didn't ask, and she didn't know Fang Junmei's plans.

"Of course not, I'm here for another reason, there's a big event going on around here soon. ”

Fang Junmei replied.

"What's the event?"

Wan Xiaohua looked like a curious baby.

"Just listen to it. ”

Fang Junmei smiled, didn't say much, and sold a pass.

Wan Xiaohua rolled her eyes when she heard this.

......

The two of them wandered around the city.

The whole city, with a radius of only fifty or sixty miles, is scattered with snow and stone houses, which look as if they are made of ice bricks, but they are not so transparent, but faint and cannot be seen.

Some of the doors were open and empty, while others were sealed with prohibitions.

In the center, there is a large area of quite luxurious and magnificent snow stone palace, snow-white and simple, majestic and ancient, it can be imagined that the identity of the person is extraordinary.

As for the shops, they are a little cluttered in the snow and stone houses.

The two of them wandered around at will, and after a while, Wan Xiaohua really understood a rough idea.

......

It turned out that in the Great Cangxue Mountain not far away, there was a strange area, and in this area, there was quite a strong sword vitality, but these vitality did not condense into something like a mineral vein, but turned into a strange creature-Shadow Sword Spirit.

Everyone is here for these Phantom Sword Spirits, and even the existence of the Northern Sword City is for these Phantom Sword Spirits.

These ghost sword spirits, after being killed, will leave behind a strange liquid called sword spirit water, which is the main material for refining the high-grade sword yuan pill - Tianxin Tonifying Sword Pill, after taking it, it can greatly replenish the sword vitality.

But of course, it is not so easy to refine, and in the entire Northern Holy Domain, there is no sect that can refine it!

"Since they can't refine it, why did they kill it, and who are they going to sell it to?"

Wan Xiaohua listened halfway, and asked Fang Junmei.

"To the west, the Western Sanctuary. ”

In the restaurant, Fang Junmei took a sip of tea and said lightly.

"The Northern Sacred Domain is not a prosperous place for sword cultivation, but the Western Sacred Domain is a prosperous place for sword cultivation, there are many sword cultivations there, and there are also a large number of things related to sword cultivation, and there are some sects that can be refined. After the Great Cangxue Mountain, which is the Western Sacred Domain, after they get these sword spirit waters, they will take them and sell them to them. I heard that you can not only exchange immortal jade, but also exchange magic magic weapons and other things, it just depends on how much you have on hand. ”

Wan Xiaohua nodded and completely understood.

......

"Brother Junmei, are you going to kill those Shadow Sword Spirits too?"

After being silent for a moment, Wan Xiaohua asked abruptly, her expression slightly complicated.

Fang Junmei was now so clever and intelligent, she immediately understood her inner thoughts, and she must have thought of her Myriad Flower Evil Spirit from the body of this Phantom Sword Spirit, and felt sympathy.

Shake your head slightly.

"Xiaohua, I don't lack immortal jade in my hand, nor do I lack any magic weapons, this trip is just to see this strange creature. ”

Wan Xiaohua's eyes flashed slightly.

"What if it's missing?"

I went on to dig deeper into this problem.

Fang Junmei's head ached when he heard this, and he frowned.

Wan Xiaohua stared at him closely, as if he had to give an answer.

Fang Junmei thought for a moment, then straightened his face and said frankly: "Xiaohua, I have saved you and other races, but in my heart, there are still some narrow racial prejudices. Sometimes, I do something spicy to other races, especially the less intelligent races, as if I were eating meat, and I am not yet noble enough to transcend all races. ”

Wan Xiaohua listened silently, and finally didn't ask any more.

......

"What is useful is harvested, but what is useless has survived. Luckily, there's nothing for the monks to covet in our Ten Thousand Flowers Spirit, right?"

After a while, Wan Xiaohua sighed.

"That's right, otherwise you Ten Thousand Flowers Evil Spirit Clan will also usher in one harvest after another. ”

Fang Junmei said in a slightly cold voice: "This is the world of our monks, in fact, we humans are not harvesting each other every day. ”

The words fell, and there was silence again.

......

"Since you can sell so many things, why are most of the sword cultivators in the city, and why don't other vitality monks come?"

After a while, Wan Xiaohua asked again.

"Because these Phantom Sword Spirits are very repulsive and sensitive to other Yuan Qi, once they detect it, they will quickly flee, and only a monk who has cultivated Sword Yuan Qi can barely make them lower their vigilance. ”

Fang Junmei then introduced: "The other Yuan Qi cultivators in the city are either here to do business, or they are here with the intention of robbery, or—they have the aura of concealing the vitality or can transform part of it. ”

Wan Xiaohua nodded again, and said, "The last question, what are they waiting for, why don't they go yet?"

"Those Phantom Sword Spirits also need time to grow and mature, otherwise they won't be able to give birth to Sword Spirit Water. Even if the wheat is harvested, the wheat must be given time to ripen, otherwise the wheat will die sooner or later, and they are still waiting, waiting for the appointed time, the time to harvest once every three thousand years. ”

Fang Junmei said lightly and took another sip of wine.