Just when Fang Nan hesitated slightly, a sudden change occurred!

A pale yellow light suddenly shot out from Liang Yi's corpse, and immediately swirled around, silently and directly into the body of the monk surnamed Bai!

"What is this?"

Fang Nan's face changed, and he took a few steps back slightly, looking at the corpse of the monk surnamed Bai. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I saw that the monk surnamed Bai, who had broken his neck with his own hands, was convulsed all over his body at this moment, and fine beads of sweat seeped out from his forehead like rain, and in a moment he was already wetting most of the clothes on his upper body.

Fang Nan hesitated for a while, but finally did not act rashly, and decided to observe the follow-up first.

After about half a cup of tea, the body of the monk surnamed Bai gradually regained its calm, and there were no more beads of sweat on his forehead.

After his eyelids moved for a moment, he slowly opened his eyes.

When Fang Nan saw this strange scene, Rao is revered as Emperor Wu in his previous life, and he couldn't help but be dumbfounded and shocked.

However, looking at the monk surnamed Bai who woke up with blank eyes and difficult to move, he forced down the shock and doubts in his heart, and asked in a deep voice: "Liang Yi?"

This question was a bit clueless, but the other party did not hesitate, nodded, and said weakly: "It's me." ”

He tried to twist his head, but found that his entire cervical vertebrae had been twisted raw, and it was extremely difficult to even turn his face sideways.

He thought for a moment and looked at Fang Nan: "You are not mortal?"

Fang Nan was silent, and swept him back and forth several times, until he saw the other party's cold hair stand on end.

"It seems that Daoyou is a Nantang monk, in Xia Luanmu Sect Liang Yi, everything before is just a misunderstanding, since Daoyou has already killed me once, it can be regarded as two by two, and I hope that for the sake of Luanmu Sect, put it on the next life path, see you again in the future, there will be a good reward!"

After Liang Yi knew that he was powerless to move, he also gave up the struggle and forged with a blushing face.

Fang Nan looked at the yellow-shirted man who clearly looked like a monk surnamed Bai but claimed to be Liang Yi, and thought of the strange light that brought him back to life a moment ago, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Suddenly, a commotion came from far and near, Fang Nan was slightly stunned and looked sideways.

Within the high wall on the south side, the crying and consternation, the shouting and low weeping were all over the place, but it was the person who was knocked off half of the roof by the fireball during the previous fight.

Fang Nan frowned, although this place is remote, but since there is such a big movement now, it is difficult to guarantee that no mortals will come over to join in the fun, and there is a slight possibility of attracting the attention of the monks, and then it will be a big trouble.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand knife and slashed at the back of Liang Yi's neck, and after seeing that the other party had fainted, he began to use the little soul power recovered in this time to clean up the scene.

......

Two blocks away in a house.

Liang Yi slowly opened his eyes, but saw that he was tied to the corner, relying on the dim light of the oil lamp in the room, he finally saw Fang Nan sitting a few feet away with his eyes closed.

And the moment he looked at Fang Nan, Fang Nan suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at him, and stood up lightly, his expression no longer as tired as before.

"Daoyou, what is this?"

Liang Yi squinted his eyes and gestured to the rope on his body, and asked tentatively.

Fang Nan didn't answer.

He paced forward, slowly bent down, and stared into the other's eyes.

"You're from the Luan Mu Sect?"

"Yes, the Nanyang Daoist who is quite famous in the Jin Kingdom is the family teacher," Liang Yi thought that he had the hope of being let go of his life, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly grabbed the conversation, "If the Taoist friend asks, he knows everything in the next, whether it was the younger brother before, I only hope that the Taoist brother will take care of the family teacher and spare his next life." ”

"Spare your life?" Fang Nan sneered and said slowly, "What kind of Nanyang Dao people are that?"

Liang Yi smiled bitterly when he heard this, but his heart became uncertain.

He and Senior Brother Bai were planted in the hands of this young monk, obviously because his cultivation was lower than that of the other side, otherwise it would be impossible for even Senior Brother Bai to treat him as a mortal.

But now that he heard this, the other party didn't even seem to look at Senior Brother Bai's master Nanyang Daoren, and he had never been able to see through the depth of his cultivation, could it be that the other party was a foundation building monk?

Fang Nan saw the subtle changes in the other party's eyes clearly, and after thinking about it in his heart for a while, he finally made up his mind.

"Why do you need to know everything?" Fang Nan muttered to himself softly, he slowly covered his hand on the top of Liang Yi's head, "Wouldn't it be better for me to check it myself?"

Woohoo!

Countless pale blue light filaments appeared in the room without warning, and immediately criss-crossed, and between the floats, the grand soul power was mighty and spread wantonly!

"Soul Searching!You're the Yuan Infant Immortal!"

Liang Yi, who was originally quite calm, saw this amazing scene at this moment, but like a rooster who was choked by the throat before bloodletting, he screamed hoarsely and desperately screamed!

The look of doubt in Fang Nan's eyes flashed, the Soul Searching Dafa that he had only used to perform after he had overdrawn all his soul power seemed to be misunderstood by the other party as a supernatural power that could only be performed by high-level cultivators?

Liang Yi over there had already let go of all his reserve and bottom line, his whole body was constantly squirming, his facial features were distorted, and he had a handful of snot and tears: "Ancestor, it was I who was blind to the dog's eye that regarded your old man as a mortal." You adults don't remember villains, let me have a way out!"

Finally crawled under Fang Nan, he lay on the ground, rubbed Fang Nan's upper with his face, and hit the ground with his forehead a few times, until his head was covered with blood: "Ancestor, I know where the thousand-year-old treasure of Luanmu Sect is, I'll take you there, thousand-year-old savings, can you spare me......?"

Boom!

A heavy punch smashed high, which made Liang Yi swallow the second half of his words.

"Noise!"

Looking at Liang Yi, whose gaze gradually faded, like dementia, Fang Nan kicked out, kicked him out and stunned him in the corner of the wall, and then turned his palm over, fell steadily, and pressed it on the top of his head again.

The soul power that permeated the room suddenly became frenzied, and a swarm of bees frantically surged towards Fang Nan's right hand, and the blue glow in his palm became more and more dazzling.

Fang Nan waited quietly for a moment, then silently closed his eyes, his mind was united, and his perception also broke out with the constantly gathering soul power, extending into Liang Yi's sea of consciousness.

......

More than twenty miles outside the city, in the air, a flying sword-shaped magic weapon flew unhurriedly. ，

The flying sword was six feet wide, and there were four people standing on it at the moment, among which the three men standing behind were carrying long swords and wearing yellow shirts, which were exactly the same as the costumes of Liang Yi and the monk surnamed Bai!

After half a cup of tea, the beautiful woman in a moon-white dress in front of her slowly opened her eyes, looked into the distance, and said softly:

"A few Daoists of the Luan Mu Sect, not far ahead is Nantang City. ”