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In the light, Fang Nan, who was dressed in a satin blue robe, lowered his eyes slightly, and fell into his hands, his brows furrowed slightly, looking thoughtful.

Compared with before, at this moment, he had an extra dark red round bowl in his hand.

The shape of the bowl is simple, and the texture is plain, but if you sweep it with your divine sense, you can feel an eerie chill seeping out of the bowl, which is obviously far from being as simple as it seems.

Holding it parallel to his line of sight, Fang Nan looked at it for another moment, then shook his head and took it back into the storage bag.

Then he moved his eyes slightly, looked into the distance, and thought about what had happened in the past two days.

According to Long Yan's arrangement in the Taiqing Taoist Temple yesterday, these Qi refining disciples were divided into five groups, and in groups of two, they went to various parts of Jixian Mansion to clean up the forces buried in different places in the Blood Demon Altar together with the monks who were in charge of this matter before.

And Long Yan, as the only foundation building monk, is temporarily responsible for sitting in the capital city, and when the forces of the various sub-altars are almost eradicated, forcing the monks behind the Blood Demon Altar to appear, he will quickly attack and kill him in one fell swoop.

Speaking of which, due to the existence of many immortal cultivation sects and families in Jixian Mansion, many places cannot be approached by the Blood Demon Altar, and this sect itself often only operates in cities and towns far away from the immortal cultivation world, so after roughly counting them, the places that each group of disciples need to clean up are often only one or two cities, as well as the surrounding villages.

This is really nothing for immortal cultivators, so in Longyan's plan, if it goes well, this sect task can probably be solved within half a month, and when the trouble of the Taiqing Taoist Temple is gone, these disciples can also return to the sect to cultivate with peace of mind, and by the way, they can also receive a lot of spiritual stone rewards, which is really a pie-in-the-sky thing.

And in the final grouping, Fang Nan coincidentally and Tang Zixue were assigned together, in charge of a small city called "Jiangyang" located in the southeast of Fucheng, and dozens of villages within a radius of twenty or thirty miles around it.

Fang Nan was okay, he just didn't want to provoke this fellow disciple who had had friction before too much, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble, so he just accepted it silently after being stunned. However, Tang Zixue seemed to be extremely dissatisfied with this distribution plan, not only stood up and refused on the spot, but also asked to be in a group with another handsome male disciple by name.

If it were an ordinary monk, in the face of such a beautiful woman with such a beautiful face, it is estimated that he would not be able to hold it anymore, and he would be busy agreeing to all the other party's requests.

However, Long Yan, as an existence in the foundation building period, said in front of so many people is naturally a word, where can they be questioned casually as teachers and nephews, so no matter how much Tang Zixue pleaded, Long Yan had no intention of changing his decision.

In the end, although Tang Zixue had to accept it, she didn't seem to want to leave with Fang Nan at all, and after resting for the night, she left the Taoist Temple early this morning and went to Jiangyang City.

Fang Nan didn't pay much attention to this when he saw this, Long Yan's order was to arrive at the area they were responsible for by tonight, Jiangyang City was not far away, so he stayed in the Taoist temple to cultivate all day, and after consolidating his realm, he left the city in the evening.

As a result, before he flew dozens of miles away, he happened to bump into this battle in the reeds, and saw that the officers and soldiers were about to be slaughtered, but he was still a few miles away.

It's a pity that he was still late, even if the sword was sharp, he couldn't save this group of officers and soldiers.

Thinking of this, he sighed, bowed his head and muttered for a moment, then put his thoughts on the dark red bowl.

Not long ago, after using the fireball technique to eliminate those mortals, Fang Nan didn't take much time to easily catch up with the round-faced man, and flicked a spell to imprison him in place.

Although he didn't use flying magic weapons such as the Qing Lingzhou, the Wind Resisting Technique that a low-level immortal cultivator had already mastered was far from being comparable to the light functions of a mortal martial arts master.

Seeing that the round-faced man who had no hope of escaping was also extremely decisive, without saying a word, he took out a black-red pill from his arms, threw it into his mouth, and after looking at Fang Nan resentfully, he gritted his teeth and prepared to chew it and swallow it.

Although Fang Nan didn't know the specific effect of this pill, he was familiar with the methods of the evil demon's outer ways, and when he saw this, how could he not know that the other party wanted to commit suicide on the spot, so he didn't hesitate to make a move, and forcefully used his mana to draw the pill out of the opponent's throat.

Later, just in case, he sealed all the acupuncture points of this person, so that he could not do any other movements except blinking. This made the round-faced man desperate, so he had to close his eyes and resign himself to fate.

Seeing this, Fang Nan naturally wouldn't be polite or anything, and after using some means, he easily turned this person into a state of trance, took advantage of the situation to pry open this mortal's mouth, and carefully inquired about the relevant information of the Blood Demon Altar.

Speaking of which, this is also because he has lost the power of his soul and has to do this, otherwise, in other words, in the past, it would not take a moment to use the soul searching method to check the other party's memory clearly.

This person's surname is Liu, and like the previous black mole man, he is the chief altar protector with a very high status in the Blood Demon Altar, and the reason why they dared to do it to the officers and soldiers only thirty miles away from the Fucheng this time was because there were still a group of Blood Demon Altar sect members hidden in the Fucheng, and they wanted to accept them to transfer the "holy relics" of the Blood Demon Altar.

And this so-called holy relic is naturally the kind of dark red round bowl with a simple appearance.

Judging from this person's words, this kind of round bowl was created by the Blood Demon Altar Master himself and placed in the major cities, and the specific use was not even clear to them, the high-ranking members of the sect, only that it was related to a demonic skill cultivated by the altar master.

According to the description of the round-faced man, this magic skill is extraordinary, and after the cultivation is completed, it can have the power of the heavens and the earth, and the "altar master" can also use this to dominate Jiazhou, and sweep the Great Zhou and sit on the throne of the secular emperor.

Fang Nan naturally scoffed at this statement, and it was just that the other party had not been in contact with the real immortal cultivation world and was deceived by that altar master, but he could see from this matter that the altar master who had the help of several immortal cultivators was definitely a person, but he was afraid that this sect mission was far from being as simple as Long Yan expected.