In the deep dense forest, there was a sudden sound of rustling, Fang Nan forcibly suppressed the churning qi and blood in his chest, and struggled to raise his head. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As soon as he looked away, he heard a cold snort, which fell into Fang Nan's ears, only to feel that his divine consciousness was stabbed by a silver needle, the stinging pain was unbearable, and he rolled his eyes, and he passed out directly.

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At the border of Hanzhou, the three yellow-robed figures each stepped on their flying swords, hurrying in the air at a height of hundreds of zhang.

Half an hour later, the old man in the middle slowed down, and after looking up at the sky, his heart moved, and he stopped flying his sword.

Seeing this, the two people behind him also stopped their flying swords and looked at the old man with puzzled faces.

"Senior brother, this is just past the border between the two states, why did you stop here?" said the bearded man on the left.

"It's only a hundred miles away from Hanzhou Fang City, it's no problem to arrive before dark, I'd better recover my spiritual power here first, in case of a conflict with the people of the Qingquan Sect, it's good to act at the right time." The old man stroked his long hair and said lightly.

"Yes, it's still the senior brother who thinks thoughtfully, it is said that this Qingquan Sect has always behaved domineeringly in Hanzhou, and it may not have much respect for us. The handsome young man on the side nodded when he heard this, and said yes again and again.

This is also related to the fact that his cultivation is the lowest among the three, and he has been hurrying all the way, his spiritual power has long been less than half, and he has long wanted to rest for a while.

"They dare! Just Qingquan Sect, they really dare to move us, they really provoke the mountain gate, my Luanmu Sect ancestor can step on his door with only one person!" the bearded man snorted angrily, and his face sank.

"But after all, we are just foundation building monks, if it weren't for the search for Master Bai's nephew to Nantang, how could the sect send us to try our mouth first?"

"Okay, don't fight! After all, my Luanmu Sect is a giant of the Southern Alliance, and even if he really has a ghost in his small Qingquan Sect, he won't dare to do anything on the surface. What's more, the senior brother in charge passed on the news to me the day before yesterday, and the old man of Zihe Shizu will go out of the customs in these two days and come to the Jin Kingdom in person, we only need to do the things we do well, and you don't have to worry about other things. The old man frowned, waved his hand to stop the quarrel between the two, and said in a deep voice.

"Purple River Master Ancestor is coming?"

The bearded man and the handsome young man glanced at each other, obviously surprised by this, and the next moment, the two of them showed a hint of joy.

"I heard that Master Zihe had already touched the threshold of the middle stage of the advanced Yuan Infant before the last retreat, and I don't know if it is true or not, if it is true, this time the master ancestor has successfully advanced, not to mention the Qingquan Sect, even in the entire Jin Kingdom, there are few people who can not give face to the master ancestor. The handsome young man was much more relaxed and smiled.

"That's right, so we just need to meet with the Qingquan Sect and ask them to cooperate with us, and when the master comes, the matter of Nanhua's predecessors will naturally come to light. The bearded man also nodded this time, looking extremely agreeing with the handsome young man's words.

"Hmph, if only it were so easy. Originally, I wasn't going to let you know too many things, but when you arrived in Hanzhou, you were so careless, and the old man could only reveal a little. Hearing this, the old man snorted, and said with a face as heavy as water, "This time the matter of Nanhua Master Ancestor, it seems that only one Qingquan Sect has a connection, but in fact, it is inseparable from the old guys of Xuanmeng, and the water behind it is deep and shallow, which is really not something we can speculate." ”

"Otherwise, do you think that with just one Qingquan Sect, you can get the Nanhua Master?"

After the old man said this lightly, he stopped speaking, fell his body, fell on the open space on the mountainside, sat cross-legged, took out a spiritual stone, closed his eyes and breathed.

After the remaining two glanced at each other, they could only sigh, and they also went down with their swords, sat down beside the old man, and recovered their lost spiritual power.

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When a ray of sunlight fell on the slightly delicate young man's face, the eyes that had been closed all the time finally moved.

His eyelids moved slightly, Fang Nan only felt that he couldn't lift the slightest strength up and down, his head was also dizzy, and a pungent smell of mud mixed with moss drilled straight into his nose, making him feel like retching.

The events before the coma passed through his mind like a marquee, and after Fang Nan lay motionless and pondered for a moment, he finally opened a thin slit in one eye.

The light was dim, and Fang Nan barely needed to get used to it, and he quickly saw the scene in front of him.

The dry and hardened earth underneath him, the dull glossy rock walls on both sides, and the faint light that came in not far behind him, all indicated that the place where he was located was a cave.

Suddenly, a gurgling sound sounded, Fang Nan turned his head slightly sideways and looked deeper into the cave.

A huge vat with four people hugging it was suspended in the air more than two feet above the ground, and the lilac flames below were burning fiercely, and bubbles kept coming out of the mouth of the tank, and white smoke was billowing out, as if a large pot of things was cooking.

And under the rock wall a few feet away from the huge tank, the blue cloud leopard that almost killed itself lay on the ground with its eyes wide open, lying motionless on the ground, obviously dead for a long time.

His heart was dark, and he was about to look in another direction, when he faintly heard footsteps from the very depths of the cave, Fang Nan was startled, and quickly closed his eyes, trying his best to restrain his breath.

The sound of footsteps came from far and near, and after a short time they stopped in front of the huge vat, followed by a series of cooing sounds, which sounded as if someone had thrown a lot of things into the vat.

"What, you're not awake yet, do you want the old man to help you?" When the grunt was over and the cave fell into peace, a slightly hoarse voice came from Fang Nan's ears.

"Sure enough, you can't hide it......"

Fang Nan smiled bitterly, no longer hidden, opened his eyes, and sat up with difficulty against the wall.

raised his eyes to look at the other party, but it was an old man in a linen robe, with a wide forehead, deep bags under his eyes, and a pale complexion, faintly revealing a bit of death.

And when his eyes fell on the old man's hand, Fang Nan's body stiffened, and a little chill came to his heart.

The one that poked out of the sleeve robe and exposed was directly hideous white bones, without the slightest flesh and blood attached, the bone spurs hung high, and the black air lingered, making people feel cold at a glance.

Seeing Fang Nan staring at his hand without moving, the old man smiled, turned around, lifted the blue cloud leopard, and then threw it into the giant vat under Fang Nan's gaze!

Boom!

A huge sound of falling water sounded, and the body of the blue cloud leopard sank into the tank, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Looking at the green smoke rising faintly, the old man carried his hands behind his back, suddenly turned around, his cold gaze fell on Fang Nan's face, and his tone was calm:

"It's been a long time since I've eaten any meat, and I don't know if the monk is more nourishing than the demon beast. ”