"Without further ado, let's go!" Shangguan Ziyun looked extremely anxious because she was worried about Yun Feiyang's safety. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yun Feiyang was silent, looking at it in his eyes and warming his heart. Even deep in his heart, he was touched by Shangguan Ziyun's care, compared to Huayuelou, she did not have the same flowery appearance as Huayuelou, but she had her uniqueness.

Generous and generous. No less than the Flower Moon Building.

Chu Wuji said confidently: "Miss Shangguan, don't worry, wait for me to let my subordinates prepare the carriage, let's go to Brother Shen's other courtyard to borrow Miss Shuangru's thousand-year-old toad." ”

Yun Feiyang's mind came to mind again Shen Shuangru, who was arrogant and unreasonable on the street, but she was afraid that this time she knew that borrowing the thousand-year-old toad was to save Yun Feiyang, so she refused to borrow it at all.

But after all, Chu Wuji and Shen Juntian have a deep friendship, perhaps, if Shen Juntian gives Chu Wuji face, he can also borrow a thousand-year-old toad.

It's really a causal cycle, and in the end, we still have to find this Shen Shuangru. Yun Feiyang thought to himself.

......

To the east of the city, the temple of the city god.

This temple, which looks a little dilapidated, but is full of incense, has entered the night.

In a room in the temple of the City God, a man dressed in a black robe, with his legs crossed and his hands folded around his abdomen, was running Zhou Tian, and a puff of white smoke was slowly rising above his head.

His white face seems to represent his identity, he is the poisonous hand of the Underworld.

In front of him was a large wooden table, a little dark, and on the wooden table were the fakes Fu Xiqin and the Divine Soldier Spectrum that were snatched from Yun Feiyang and others during the day. Of course, he didn't know it was a fake, and he was full of cranky ideas.

The more disturbed his mind was, the more the breath in the dantian was chaotic, and he only felt a fishy sweet taste gushing up in his throat, and he opened his mouth to "wow" and spit out a mouthful of red blood.

He said to himself: "Oops, forcibly cultivating the peerless knowledge in the Divine Weapon Spectrum has caused more and more serious madness. Fate should not be extinguished, and finally let the old man get Fu Xiqin and the Divine Soldier Spectrum, hum ......"

"Everyone in the world thinks that there are priceless treasures in the Fuxiqin, and there are peerless divine weapons in the divine soldier spectrum, hum, these people are really vulgar, how can they deserve to have the Fuxi Qin and the divine soldier spectrum. They didn't know at all that while Fu Xiqin contained treasures, it also contained the method of going mad and entering the demons brought about by cracking the cultivation of the Divine Weapon Spectrum. ”

Styk's mind was full of how to use Fu Xiqin and the Divine Soldier Spectrum to crack the confusion of his own practice. After running for a while, the breath in the dantian was even more disordered, and even vomited blood.

If you don't find the way to crack the fire as soon as possible, I'm afraid you'll die.

The poisonous hand is right, Fu Xiqin contains shocking martial arts, and the same is true of the divine soldier spectrum. And the way of cultivation is to first use the cultivation foundation of the Divine Weapon Spectrum, but many people are often unskilled in cultivating the Divine Weapon Spectrum, because of the lack of internal strength, forced cultivation, and it is easy to go mad.

However, Fu Xiqin is just able to crack this kind of crazy mastery, so Fu Xiqin and the mastery on the divine soldier spectrum complement each other, so that they can practice the amazing mastery.

Everyone in the world knows that there are priceless treasures in Fuxiqin, and they also know that there are peerless divine weapons in the genealogy of divine weapons. But not everyone knows about these amazing things.

Today, there are only a handful of people who can know the true secrets of Fu Xiqin and the Divine Soldier Genealogy. In other words, basically no one knows, and those who once knew this secret have all died in this secret.

The rivers and lakes will always be like this, layer by layer of dust, there is no absolute light, even if it is dark, it is like hell. There are eighteen more layers in hell, and each layer is darker than the other.

Styx wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a trace of gloom passed through his eyes, and his eyes finally stared at the Fu Xiqin and the Divine Soldier Spectrum on the table, revealing a little sincere fear, and it could even be said that he couldn't believe it at all, this was the legendary Fu Xiqin and the Divine Soldier Spectrum, which actually fell into his hands.

He got up from the edge of the bed, slowly walked to the wooden table, his hands trembled a little, stroked the Fuxiqin and the Divine Soldier Score, took a deep breath, and then grabbed the Xiqin, condensed a trace of internal force, and gently played his fingertips on the strings of the Fuxiqin.

"Ding-dong......"

A crisp sound of the piano almost intoxicated the underworld, and when the sound wave dissipated, it was to show a magnificent picture of mountains and rivers, as if he was appreciating a treasure, his fingers plucked the strings, and plucked the strings from the palace merchant horn feathers.

As the sound waves vibrate, the walls of the room where he was located spread out a picture of ups and downs, majestic mountains and rivers.

He exhaled slightly, and began to refer to this map of mountains and rivers, "This mountain range looks very much like the Qinling Mountains, and this river ...... Hiss...... Strange, what does this mean? Could it be to tell the old man that Fu Xiqin's secret is hidden in the place indicated by this picture?"

"Don't worry, as long as Fu Xiqin is in the old man's hands, let me take a closer look and take a look at the divine soldier spectrum. Stytari then stopped plucking the strings, and the mountains and rivers disappeared with it.

When he picked up the Divine Soldier Book, he carefully unfolded the bamboo scroll made of bitter bamboo, and there was not a single word in the blank.

He was stunned, surprised, "Is this Divine Soldier Book a wordless heavenly book?" Although he thought so, he quickly flipped through it, trying to see a little flaw in it.

But when he unfolded to the last volume, a lifelike turtle jumped on the bamboo slip, and there was a small line of text, "Wang Ba, have you finished reading?"

Ying Long gritted his teeth angrily, threw the bamboo slip scroll in his hand hard, and under the internal force of urging, the bamboo slips were suddenly scattered all over the ground, "Okay, you are a flying child, the old man will not break your body into thousands of pieces, and swear not to be a man." How dare you entertain the old man......"

He suddenly remembered the time when he had fought with the masked black-clothed men of Tantric Buddhism in the City God Temple, and it was no wonder that Shangguan Ziyun asked him to help them escape from the City God Temple.

Thinking of this, he used enough internal strength and slapped his palm on the fake Fuxiqin, and suddenly, the fake Fuxiqin was shattered into powder. It shows that his skills are extremely profound.

Perhaps it was the anger of the poisonous hand Styto, and he only felt a smell of blood in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

He looked at the fake Fu Xiqin and the divine soldier spectrum scattered on the wooden table and on the ground, he trembled with anger, clenched his fists, and scolded fiercely: "Yun Feiyang, next time the old man will definitely send you to the West Heaven!"

He didn't dare to continue to move his true qi, so he hurriedly climbed onto the bed, sat cross-legged on his legs, and slowly transported his breath to run Zhou Tian. As long as you adjust slowly, you can let yourself go crazy and get a little relief. (To be continued.) )