"It's about my brother's reputation, how dare Huang talk nonsense. www.biquge.info The middle-aged monk shook his head slightly, frowned, and said, "Huang couldn't believe it when he first heard his brother talk about it, but then he knew that the other party was the loose cultivator named Fang Nan, so he could barely say it. ”

The young disciple had obviously heard of Fang Nan's name a long time ago, and at this moment he came back from his sluggishness, and said with a puzzled face: "This Fang Daoist is indeed proficient in the way of talisman making, and it is said that his status is quite transcendent in the scattered cultivation, but even so, what kind of skill is hundreds of spirit runes at a time, even the foundation building monk is not so generous, right?"

"Who knows?" a look of envy appeared on the middle-aged monk's face, "Anyway, people can rely on the skill of making talismans with one hand to worry about spirit stones, how can it be like you and me, obviously a disciple of the sect has to run non-stop for the spirit stone to take on tasks." ”

The young disciple's mouth opened slightly, and he was about to say something, when he suddenly heard a sound of footsteps from far and near, and he was stunned, and when he looked back, he saw a handsome young man dressed in white facing the sunset, slowly coming along the mountain road.

The middle-aged monk also noticed the movement behind the mountain gate, turned around to look, and was stunned in place.

Fang Nan saw the two people under the archway of the mountain gate more than ten zhang away, and he had slight doubts in his heart, Spirit Beast Mountain has never taken Lingyun Peak seriously, when did he set up a rotating disciple in front of the mountain gate?

When he arrived at the white jade archway, Fang Nan paused, and saw that the two of them did not stop him silently, so he didn't think much about it immediately, his eyes fell on the distant sky, and he went down the mountain.

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When Fang Nan disappeared from sight, the young disciple turned his head to look at his Senior Brother Huang, and after hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but ask, "Could this be the Senior Brother from Longshou Peak? ”

The middle-aged monk surnamed Huang still had a bit of shock in his eyes at the moment, and he only reacted after a long time, and looked at the direction where Fang Nan disappeared with a complicated expression: "What is the senior brother of Longshou Peak, this is the one who defeated the family brother." ”

"Is that him?"

The young disciple was a little stunned, and then glanced at Senior Brother Huang beside him with a strange look in his eyes.

When his divine sense swept over, he only felt that the other party's cultivation was unfathomable, such a strong person, could it be that defeating Huang An really didn't rely on strength to crush him?

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Night was falling, and a figure in white swept past the dark wilderness.

The wilderness to the west of the Twelve Peaks in the north is dozens of miles in circumference, and the nearest mortal city, Chi Qinghe City, is located in the northwest of the wilderness.

Qinghe City is close to a hundred-mile river, with abundant water sources and a mild climate, and there are more than 100,000 mortals living in it, which is very lively, and the eastern wilderness infested with fierce beasts is just the opposite, at least Fang Nan has only seen a small village with only 20 or so families.

Although there is still some distance from the Demon Beast Mountain Range here, under the dark night and high wind, Fang Nan does not dare to be too big, and his divine consciousness is released without reservation along the way, and with the blessing of soul power, he has all the situation around him.

In the distance, you can vaguely see a drop of lights like beans, connected into a line, it seems to be another small village, Fang Nan's eyes swept slightly, and he continued to hurry without care.

After crossing a small hill, Fang Nan slowed down, and his divine sense extended backwards.

Four or five miles away, a monk wrapped in a black robe suddenly stopped and looked indifferently ahead.

Fang Nan's expression remained unchanged, as if he knew the existence of this person, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he muttered in a low voice, "Sure enough, I came along." ”

Retracting his divine sense, Fang Nan sneered, no longer paying attention to this person, and after meditating in his heart for a while, the speed under his feet immediately increased by three points, and the whole person shot out like an arrow from the string, and in a few ups and downs, he stepped dozens of zhang away.

As early as after Fang Nan came out of the Guanhai Pavilion, he roughly guessed that during the time when he was making spirit runes, Gu Ci'an would probably send someone to keep an eye on him, but after that, Fang Nan stayed in the cave mansion honestly for half a month, and he didn't feel that someone was really watching.

It wasn't until he went to Youyun Peak to fight that Fang Nantan was shocked when he heard Su Ziling's conversation, and he immediately understood that he was afraid that Gu Ci'an had already quietly placed a ban in his body, and he could find out his direction.

And since Fang Nan broke through the eighth layer of Qi Refining last time, he barely sensed the feeling of being watched with his increased divine sense, and this time after going down to Lingyun Peak, he left a thought, and sure enough, not long after leaving the Twelve Peaks in the north, he noticed that someone was following him from afar.

Gu Ci'an's threatening words in the Guanhai Pavilion that day were still in his ears, and a trace of coldness flashed in Fang Nan's eyes, it seemed that if he didn't complete the spirit rune as required in the past forty days, it was not impossible for the other party to secretly wipe him out of the world.

However, judging from the news obtained from Su Ziling's conversation, Gu Ci'an's plans are very big, and he seems to have other values in his eyes.

After half a pillar of incense, Fang Nan's divine sense swept out again, and when he felt the figure still hanging far behind him, Fang Nan was slightly angry in his heart, his hand was already on the storage bag mountain, and he could hardly suppress the idea of doing something to this person.

With the blessing of his soul power, he had already seen through the other party's cultivation, refining qi at the eleventh level, and the strength of his divine consciousness was only average, and he didn't even feel the divine sense that Fang Nan had released to investigate.

In such a place, Fang Nan didn't have to scruple a lot, and when the soul means were exhausted, and with a few high-grade magic weapons in his hand, he was confident that he could take down the other party within a stick of incense.

However, after thinking for a moment, Fang Nan calmed down and gave up this reckless decision.

There is still a ban under Gu Ci'an in his body, even if he kills this person, there is no way to eliminate the imprint in his body, Gu Ci'an can still easily find himself, and then it will be troublesome.

The silver glow fell on his face, Fang Nan squinted his eyes to discern the direction, and the speed under his feet was a little faster.

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The east gradually turned white, and the morning light was still faint, and Qinghe City was already gradually noisy.

This city located next to the largest river in the Jin Kingdom is the largest city in Hanzhou except for the state city, and because it is located in the main road of water and land transportation, the business travel is endless, and the prosperity scene is better than the city of Zhizhou.

Qinghe City is built on the mountain, there are tall city walls on the northwest and south sides, only the east side is close to the Wutong Mountain, there is its own natural danger, there is no need to build the city wall.

Wutong Mountain is a single peak, it looks particularly majestic on the surrounding plains, and the scenery in the mountain is unique, there are not a few mortals who come here every year, and there are many literati and scholars who leave poems here, which makes Wutong Mountain more and more famous for decades.

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Today, I took the time to take a look at the front one, and found that the piece about the seal of the Blood Soul Sect said the opposite, and I immediately felt embarrassed and had been modified.