Fang Cun looked back at the sky, at this time it was already sunset on the West Mountain, a round of fiery red sunset on the far line of the junction of heaven and earth, the red glow in the sky reflected the Mingxia Mountains like a fairyland. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the fiery red all over the mountains, Fang Cun suddenly remembered the 'Crane Milky Way Bright Scenery' that day, but no matter how Fang Cun recalled, he had no impression.

Shaking his head, he walked towards the miscellaneous disciple's residence.

A quarter of an hour later, Fang Cun finally saw a row of stone houses not far away, and breathed a sigh of relief, but what made Fang Cun strange was that this hour should be when a group of miscellaneous disciples were sitting together after dinner and chatting, why didn't anyone see a single figure?

"Is it because you're too tired to go to rest?" Fang Cun had a puzzled expression on his face and walked towards the stone house.

But the closer he got to the stone house, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't hear any birdsong and insects here, which was too abnormal, Fang Cun's expression became solemn, and his heart was secretly vigilant.

When Fang Cun walked to the stone house, his face finally changed, and he smelled a strong smell of blood.

Fang Cun didn't know that something had happened at this time, and with a pat on his waist, the fire dove blade flew out, and the three-headed fire dove flew out with a trembling aura, hovering above Fang Cun's head, Fang Cun held the Qiankun jade in his hand uneasily, and while silently instilling spiritual power into the Qiankun jade, he cautiously approached one of the stone houses.

Fang Cun is ready to throw the bucket out at any time!

The door creaked open, and when he saw the scene, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and he bit his lip and silently looked at the scene in front of him.

Several people dressed in the costumes of miscellaneous disciples were lying in pools of blood, their chests torn open by sharp weapons, and only their hearts were missing from their internal organs.

Fang Cun's eyelids were beating violently, and he slammed his fist on the door.

These are all disciples who have been with Fang Cun for nine years, although they don't talk much, but in Fang Cun's heart, they have long regarded these disciples as close people, and seeing these people die tragically, the anger in Fang Cun's heart is burning!

Fang Cun opened the doors of all the stone houses with a sad expression, and many of the miscellaneous disciples died in the house, and even the deacon Taikang was broken open and his heart was taken out by the murderer.

Taikang collapsed on the side of the bed, his face full of horror, and his dilated pupils were full of unwillingness.

Fang Cun silently walked to Taikang's side, stretched out a hand to close Taikang's eyes, and said softly: "Senior Brother Taikang, you can go with peace of mind, I will find out the murderer and give you and a group of miscellaneous disciples an explanation." ”

Looking at Taikang's corpse, Fang Cun inevitably felt sad at this time, and stood in place in a daze, as if he had fallen into some kind of memory......

Fang never noticed that as soon as Fang Cun entered the door, a vague divine thought on the stone wall on the south side locked on Fang Cun, and when he saw Fang Cun stunned aside, even the three-headed fire dove collapsed, and a fierce killing machine appeared.

A pitch-black light lit up, and a transparent figure emerged from the stone wall, his hands shining black nails and rushing towards Fang Cun.

Fang Cun, who was facing away from the stone wall, showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, turned around sharply and threw the Qiankun jade in his hand, and the fire dove blade also stabbed it.

"Lao Tzu is waiting for you, go die!" a loud shout sounded from Fang Cun's mouth.

This person was obviously a little unexpected by Fang Cun's actions, but this person was not an easy person, and hurriedly opened his mouth and spit out a three-inch shield as black as ink, and the shield rose in the wind, dripping and turning, turning into a six-foot size in front of this person, and this person retreated violently, and fled towards the door.

But this person far underestimated the power of Qiankun Jade, and the shield as black as ink was torn apart like paper paste under the attack of Qiankun Jade, and Qiankun Jade was castrated and smashed on this person's body.

The man screamed, and his body was torn apart like a rag sack by a blow from Qiankun Yu, and blood splattered everywhere.

A suspected Qi Refining Great Perfection cultivator died in Fang Cun's hands.

Fang Cun panted and looked at the head on the ground, its head was almost bald, with a hooked nose and a very terrifying face.

Fang Cun glanced around, and when he saw a gray ring on a broken hand in the corner of the wall, his eyes lit up, and he took two steps to take the ring in his hand, and a trace of divine thought probed in.

The owner of the storage ring is dead, and the original divine thoughts have also dissipated, and Fang Cun's divine thoughts have probed into it without hindrance.

There weren't many items in the storage ring, a pitch-black jade bottle, a pile of medium-grade spirit stones, a jade slip, a roll of the fur of an unknown demon beast, and a page of glittering gold.

In a flash of inspiration, the jade slip appeared in Fang Cun's hand, Fang Cun put the jade slip on his forehead, and took it down after half a cup of tea.

It turned out that this person was a disciple of the Demon Dao Blood Refining Sect, and this time he infiltrated Mingxia Mountain for a technique called "Eight Immortal Jue", and what was on the demon beast picture scroll was the place where the "Eight Immortal Jue" was buried, and the golden paper was one of the pages of "Eight Immortal Jue".

Fang Cun took out the demon beast scroll and the golden paper page, and Fang Cun first unfolded the demon beast scroll.

There are a total of eight terrains drawn on the scroll, one of which is the terrain within a radius of dozens of miles from the Mingxia Mountain Miscellaneous Servants, and the residences of the miscellaneous disciples are highlighted by the red circle.

Fang Cun put away the demon beast picture scroll, and picked up the golden paper again and looked at it carefully.

The paper exudes a faint fluorescent golden yellow, both sides are smooth without any words or spiritual patterns, it is said to be paper but the feel of the square inch is extremely soft, Fang Cun tried to pull the paper, the paper really changed into a different shape with the change of the movement in Fang Cun's hand, but when Fang Cun let go and changed back to the original appearance.

"This is the Eight Immortals?" Fang Cun frowned and looked at the page in his hand, feeling that this matter was very unusual.

It must be extraordinary to be able to drive a Demon Dao disciple to sneak into the Three Immortals Sect to find something that can be feared for his life, and Fang Cun thought of Zhao Xilai's disappearance and the new cook in the stove room, and always felt that this matter was not as simple as it seemed.

Fang Cun stood in place and thought for a while, decided to hide the matter about the "Eight Immortals", took out the transmission note given by Zhao Tiangang with his backhand, and said a few words to the transmission note, and the transmission note turned into a spiritual light and broke through the air.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Cun put the picture scroll and the page of paper suspected to be the Eight Immortals into the storage bag, erased his divine thought mark, and put the storage ring back in its place, while he was pale and cross-legged on the side quietly waiting for Zhao Tiangang's arrival.

After a while, several sounds of breaking the air sounded, Fang Cun's heart moved, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Footsteps sounded, and Fang Cun saw three figures walk in.

One of them was Fang Cun's master Zhao Tiangang, and the other two were a middle-aged woman and a hunched old man.

The middle-aged woman's face was plain, not sad or happy, and she seemed to ignore the scene in the room, while the hunched old man looked at Taikang's corpse with an ugly face, silent.

Zhao Tiangang saw that Fang Cun's face was just a little pale, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he had just received a genius disciple, but he didn't want anything to happen to Fang Cun!

Fang Cun stood up with difficulty and said to the three people: "Disciple Fang Cun has seen the master and the two elders. ”

Zhao Tiangang nodded, and asked with a heavy face: "Fang Cun, what happened?" The other two also looked at Fang Cun with questioning expressions.

Fang Cun briefly described the process of what happened, but ignored the matter of the Demon Beast Scroll and the Eight Immortals.

After hearing this, the middle-aged woman stretched out her hand, and the storage ring on the severed hand flew into her hand, and a jade slip appeared in her hand in a flash of inspiration, and she put it on her forehead to investigate.

The middle-aged woman said with a solemn face: "Blood Refining Sect!"

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