"Very well, in that case, then everything else will be according to the previous plan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Hearing this, the man who asked first smiled slightly and said lightly.

Then he stood up leisurely, looked at the moonlight outside the iron window, turned around and said lightly: "It's not too early, it's not easy for the two of us to come over and talk to the fairy today, now that the things that should be said have been said, let's leave." ”

The young woman naturally didn't dare to say anything, so she hummed softly, her brows furrowed, and she seemed to be relieved in her heart.

This scene naturally did not escape the man's gaze, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and after secretly glancing at the old man on the side, he arched his hand slightly, and then turned around and walked towards the stone staircase outside the door of the secret room without hurrying.

The stone staircase paved with bluestone slabs seems to have been around for some years, and the ground is damp and moss-ridden, and if you don't pay attention to it, the stones will loosen, and there is a danger of falling at any time. As if he hadn't noticed this, the man slowly walked all the way to the top and pushed open the wooden door in front of him.

In front of me, there was a field of lights, clear and cold, and the inky night became more and more silent.

The stars were sparse, the moonlight was like a hook, and the man stopped, just standing in place, silently looking up at the night without saying a word.

After half a cup of tea, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and a rickety figure gradually appeared on the stone stairs, but the man didn't look back, only asked softly: "It's all dealt with?"

"Yes. ”

The rickety figure was undoubtedly the old man, who bent down slightly at this moment and said softly: "The mark has been planted, so even if this woman wants to regret it, she can't help it at all." ”

"Good. ”

The man bowed slightly, but his eyes were still looking at the cold moon like a hook, and he withdrew his gaze with a complicated face after a while.

"Let's go, the next time I come here, it will be the day when this king will build a foundation and wash the Quartet. ”

After a low snort, the man shook his robe, and a black long blade flashing with cold and cold light suddenly appeared in front of him, and then he saw a blur of his figure, and the next moment it appeared on the long blade.

Snort!

The black light on the blade flashed, and the man's whole person turned into a black streamer and rose from the ground, gradually blending into the night and disappearing.

............

Although Jiangyang City was not small, it was actually nothing for Fang Nan's divine sense strength that could extend and cover a radius of several miles, he only needed to walk the most important dozen streets once, and he could basically complete the inspection of the situation in the city.

In this way, unless it is a high-level magic weapon that has reached the foundation building stage, or there is some high-level magic weapon to cover the aura, otherwise, if there is really a monk of the Blood Demon Altar hidden in the city, it is naturally impossible to hide from Fang Nan's ears and eyes.

They didn't stop any longer along the way, and before the hour, Fang Nan and Tang Huan finally inspected the entire Jiangyang City and returned to their original residence.

As a Taoist immortal master with a high status in the mortal world, Tang Huan's place is naturally extraordinary. A large mansion with three entrances and three rooms, covering an area of more than ten acres, the garden is quiet, there are all kinds of rockery and clear streams, flower fields and grass beds, and the layout is also quite a bit Taoist style.

After stepping into the gate of this mansion, which is said to be the disciple of Sun Xiaojing, the Tang Immortal Master, Fang Nan didn't talk much with Tang Huan, just picked a clean and pleasing room and moved in.

Tang Huan was reluctant to do this, and he couldn't wait to pull Fang Nansheng to the best room and let him live in the side room, but Fang Nan had never cared much about this kind of thing, and after a few sentences, Tang Huan didn't dare to continue to make noise, so he could only stop there.

............

The furnishings in the room were quite simple and elegant, after Fang Nan closed the door casually, he flicked out a soundproof note with a flick of his fingers, and only when the pale yellow enchantment covered the entire door did he turn around and slowly sit down cross-legged in front of the bed behind the screen.

"It's a pity that I don't know anything about the way of formation, otherwise, I should have brought a set of cave prohibitions with me. ”

Looking at the pale yellow halo that was fading on the wooden door, Fang Nan sighed helplessly. With his always extremely cautious temperament, he is naturally accustomed to laying some protection in his residence, but now that he is not in the sect and does not know how to form, he can only use the small means of soundproofing the sound.

However, even so, Fang Nan didn't think about spending time studying the way of the formation.

The life span of a monk is limited, and if his life's energy is scattered too much, it will hinder his own cultivation improvement, and now that his realm is low, and his spiritual root qualification is extremely inferior, it is already extremely difficult to take care of the way of talisman making, so naturally he will not think too much about anything.

After pondering for a while, Fang Nan suddenly slapped the storage bag, and with a flash of blood, the fist-sized dark red round bowl suddenly appeared in his hand.

A cold and piercing chill penetrated into his skin from the surface of the bowl, Fang Nan frowned, the flame in his body was urging, and under the operation of spiritual power, this chill quickly receded. Fang Nan also raised it to eye level and looked at it carefully.

After looking at it for a long time, he still couldn't see what this so-called "holy artifact" from the Blood Demon Altar was.

"It seems that I can only ask that one......

Sighing secretly, Fang Nan's gaze fell on the storage bag on his waist, and with a light pat, under the glow of the sun, there was an extra golden relic in his other empty hand.

As soon as his divine sense moved, he was connected to the relics, but he didn't see any movement for a long time, Fang Nan couldn't help frowning: "Old ghost, are you here?" Come out and help me see what this thing is." ”

"What are you arguing about? You kid really think that if you control the relics, you can call the ancestor and me at will?"

An old voice with a faint hint of anger suddenly sounded in the room, and then after the golden light flashed on the surface of the relic, a boy who was no more than three feet tall gradually appeared.

The boy was dressed in a big red cotton jacket, his skin was green, and the tips of his ten fingers were long black and sharp nails, and his facial features were hideous.

This is the old ghost of Luoyun that Fang Nan subdued with a relic.

Seeing Fang Nan, who was staring at him silently, this boy who looked no more than six or seven years old suddenly became annoyed, crossed his waist with one hand, pointed to Fang Nan's nose with the other, and said angrily: "The old man told you last time, don't always come to disturb the old man when he is napping, you little thing has been taught repeatedly, don't you call the old man as your spiritual pet?"

This was said unceremoniously, and the tone of his voice was even more old-fashioned, but because of the childish appearance of the old ghost of Luoyun today, instead of having the slightest deterrent effect, it seemed a little funny.