Fang Xing was still a little worried about this bald bandit in the end, afraid that he would not do his best to deliver the letter for himself, so he took out a pill from his arms that he had refined in his spare time in the Divine Medicine Valley, stuffed it directly into his mouth, and said to the bald head: "This is the secret elixir I refined, if you can't get the antidote, then after a month, you should know what the fate is, I am waiting for you in Ten Thousand Swords City, if you deliver the letter, I will naturally know, and I will give you the antidote at that time." ”

Let the bald head send the letter for himself, mainly because of several considerations, one is to know from the bald head's mind that the evil things he has done are simply unspeakable, and he will not make Fang Xing feel sorry if he dies, and the second is to deliver the letter, then Li Qing will have one less reason to make things difficult, and finally if you can explore the reality of Ten Thousand Swords City through this bald head, it is also excellent.

Fang Xing no longer paid attention to the bandit and continued on the road alone, less than two days away from Ten Thousand Swords City.

Two days later, Fang woke up to a small city closest to Ten Thousand Swords City, although Ten Thousand Swords City is said to be a city, but it belongs to Ten Thousand Swords City's own territory, and ordinary people are not allowed to live in it. After Fang Xing entered the city, he found that this small city was more dilapidated than all the cities he had ever seen, and it was said to be a city, but it was actually a small town with a population of thousands.

Fang wakes up to one of the largest taverns in town.

"Guest officer, what do you order?" said the shopkeeper enthusiastically.

Fang Xing casually ordered a pot of wine, plus some appetizers, and then asked Xiao Er casually: "Shopkeeper, what is interesting about Ten Thousand Swords City recently." If there is something that this son is interested in, this ingot of silver is yours. "Actually, Fang Xing just wanted to find out how Ten Thousand Sword City reacted after Wu Zhi didn't return for a long time, and secondly, he wanted to know Wu Jie's later movements, and I don't know if he would return to Ten Thousand Sword City to take revenge later.

The shopkeeper pondered for a while and shook his head in confusion, and finally apologized very embarrassedly: "Xiao Xiao hasn't heard anything about Ten Thousand Swords City recently. ”

It seems that they are working people who live at the bottom of the whole world, working all day for tomorrow, and it is estimated that they do not have much opportunity to come into contact with those martial arts anecdotes.

A thief at the table next to Fang Xing looked at Fang Xing frequently, dressed like Fang Xing, and he could see at a glance that he was from a foreign country, and what ordinary outsiders needed most when they came to a new place was some local news, so there were these local snakes who relied on reselling news.

The young man with the eyebrows and rat eyes saw that Fang Xing's hands were broad, and his eyes were even brighter, after Xiao Er left, he immediately couldn't hold himself back, and quietly sat on the side of Fang Xing, Fang Xing noticed him when the young man walked towards him, and learned through his mind that this young man was a little gangster who made a living by reselling news.

"Childe, what news do you need? As long as you give the starting price, the small ones should be available here, especially those in Ten Thousand Swords City. At the end of the day, he covered his mouth with his dirty hands to prevent outsiders from hearing him. Ten Thousand Swords City has a deep prestige among the surrounding cities, if this young man still wants to live here, he will not dare to talk about Ten Thousand Swords City in public, if he is heard by the disciples of Ten Thousand Swords City who are traveling outside, he is afraid that he will live to the end.

Fang Xing looked at the young man with interest.

The young man thought that Fang Xing didn't believe it, and said: "I heard that Wanjian City is preparing to hold a sword sacrifice conference recently, it is said that Wanjian City has refined a peerless divine sword, but all the disciples of Wanjian City can't control it, so I invite people with lofty ideals in the martial arts to come to participate in the sword sacrifice conference, and the specific regulations have not yet been announced." ”

Fang Xing secretly said that this kid really had the goods, so he threw the silver that the ingot was going to give to the shopkeeper just now, and continued to take out a silver ingot, and said, "Go on!"

The young man saw that Fang Xing really made a generous move, and it seemed that he still had a lot of money, and he felt that he would be able to earn a lot of money today, so he continued: "I heard that some time ago, Wanjian City discovered the traces of the traitor Wu Jie, who murdered the elder back then, so he sent his uncle Wu Zhi to arrest him, but there is no news so far, and I don't know whether he is alive or dead. ”

After that, the young man said a few more big and small news, Fang Xing gave him a silver ingot for each news, and later saw that Fang Xing's money seemed to be inexhaustible, and even the aunt's pig next door was pregnant again.

After returning to the room, Fang Xing took a good time to consider the news he got today, it seems that Wu Jie has not returned to Wanjian City, because he has not heard the slightest news about Wu Jie, if Wu Jie comes back, then both Wu Jie and Wanjian City should be hyped about this matter, Wanjian City hopes to increase their deterrent power by publicizing this matter, and Wu Jie hopes to make a big noise, so as to be able to justify his name, since the news dealer has no news about this matter, it should be that he has not returned to Wanjian City, this matter makes Fang Xing feel a little surprised, because in Fang Xing's opinion, Wu Jie is the kind of person who is very impulsive, and this time he can stabilize his breath, After his brother died, he didn't kill Ten Thousand Swords City for the first time, it seems that the tribulation can really train people, and I don't know what attitude he will take to return to Ten Thousand Swords City in the end.

Fang Xing used his spiritual sense to transform into a villain, sank into the dantian pagoda, ignored the first and second floors, and went directly to the third layer, and found that Wu Zhi and the four of them were chatting, and they were able to chat together, which made Fang Xing feel a little surprised, an extraordinary master like an old ghost should disdain to be a genius like Wu Zhi. What Fang Xing didn't know was that this world was originally the law of the jungle, and strength was respected, and now Wu Zhi was no longer in that innate realm, but took the lead in entering the realm of ghosts before the three of them. Once a person dies, it is a new world after becoming a ghost, and all kinds of things in life have become clouds of the past, and the realm is no longer the same as the mortal world, but is divided into ghost servants, ghost pawns, ghost generals, and ghost kings, which correspond to the acquired and congenital, transcendental, and saint realms of mortals.

Fang Xing walked into the Hall of the Dead, interrupted everyone's chat, and said, "What are you talking about?"

The old ghost smiled awkwardly: "It's nothing, talk to Xiao Wu casually." ”

Fang Xing was not very interested in their chat, and directly called Wu Zhi to a corner, and said, "Brother Wu, now I may need to borrow your identity, I need to go to Ten Thousand Swords City to find an intermittent cream." ”

Wu Zhi said briskly: "I understand, what do you need me to do? I only hope that if you run into your brother in the future, if he encounters danger, you can save his life." ”

Fang Xing promised: "Needless to say, Wu Jie and I have a very good relationship, if there is anything I can help him with, I will never be stingy to help." After speaking, a death spell hit Wu Zhi's body, and Wu Zhi's memories were continuously absorbed into his mind by Fang Xing, including the martial arts he had practiced. After experiencing a moment of sluggishness, Wu Zhi returned to normal, and at this time, Fang Xing's appearance became the same as Wu Zhi.

"Brother Fang, is this okay?" Wu Zhi asked.

"Brother Fang, is this okay?" Fang Xing said in the same way imitating Wu Zhi's appearance. The old ghost and others who were watching from afar felt extremely strange when they saw this scene.

Wu Zhi was also a little surprised, this death spell was really amazing.

After Fang Xing's mind returned, he looked in the mirror in the room, and sure enough, he had become Wu Zhi's appearance, and then sat cross-legged on the bed, slowly mastering Wu Zhi's Ten Thousand Swords City swordsmanship, Wu Zhi's best skill was the "Crazy Dragon Sword", one of the four major swordsmanship of Ten Thousand Swords City. Fang Xing forcibly endured the pain in his left arm according to the exercise route in his memory, and forcibly ran for several weeks, and after a while, a little golden man who was silently practicing the mad dragon sword technique was born in the pagoda, which was exactly what Fang Xing needed, so that even if he had no time to cultivate, the little golden man could make up for the shortcomings, after all, his energy was limited.

With Wu Zhi's memory, it still takes a while to be able to use it freely, Fang Xing stayed in the inn for three days in a row, during which he would only go out to eat during meal time, and by the way, he would find out some news.

Three days later, Fang Xing was finally able to reluctantly proficient in using Wu Zhi's swordsmanship and some behavioral habits, fortunately, Wu Zhi was the kind of taciturn and humble gentleman, if it was that kind of prodigal with complicated interpersonal relationships, then Fang Xing might not be able to control it.