The abuse incident came to an end, and because Fang Zizi stepped forward, the master of the sect had no choice but to punish Chu Liuli a little, and only fined her for three months.

Liulifeng Cave Fuzhong.

Chu Liuli and Fang Zizi sat at a stone table, and Chu Xiaodemon sat cross-legged in the middle.

The master and apprentice stared wide-eyed.

After a long time, Fang Zizai was defeated in the battle of fighting eyes, and rubbed his slightly swollen eyes.

Chu Liuli sneered proudly, "If you want to fight with me, you are not qualified enough, why don't you tell me honestly, what happened to the battle just now?"

Fang Zizi pretended to be stupid, "What's going on?"

"Hmph, still pretend!"

Chu Liuli's upper body leaned forward, and her neckline revealed a touch of snow white, "Your cultivation has grown too fast, and when you fight, what is the origin of the spell you use?

Fang Zizi was very aggrieved, "I rescued you from the sea of fire, you didn't thank me, and tortured me to extract a confession?"

Chu Liuli pouted, "It seems that your face is not big enough, and the person in charge of the sect still punished the old lady for two months!"

Chu Xiaoyou said with a straight face, "Master, don't be overwhelmed by debts!"

Chu Liuli touched Chu Xiaodemon's head and laughed, "That's right, it's stupid to teach that thing, the old lady has already been fined for the next twenty years, and I'll be punished for two more months, and I'll be a fart!"

Fang Zizi twitched out of the corner of his eye, what was the matter with your sudden sense of superiority? Did you crush the IQ of the master? Or do you think that it is a supreme honor to have been punished for twenty years of benefits?

With a long sigh, he said, "What do you want?"

Chu Liuli smiled, rubbed his palms, and said with a light in his eyes, "Good boy, you think that the teacher has no benefits for twenty years, and now he is poor, and he is almost so poor that he only has pants left, are you going to give the master some of the treasures you got from the Demon Suppression Yuan?"

Fang Zizi showed an angry face, and slapped the table suddenly, ", you are so serious, you have said so much, this is your original purpose, right?"

Chu Liuli smiled gracefully, "Do you want to give it?"

"I wanted to give it, but I didn't!"

Fang Zizi rolled his eyes, stood up and fled back to the stone room.

The smile on Chu Liuli's face disappeared, revealing a thoughtful look, "It doesn't seem to be a big problem, it shouldn't be the demon lord's sojourn, it seems that the teacher is worried in vain!"

For the next three days, Liulifeng was calm.

Three days later, Fang Zizai walked out of the cave with a tired look, the master in the middle hall was playing with a small sword in his hand, and when he saw Fang Zizai coming out, he immediately exclaimed, "Xiao Zizai, young age, why is he so overindulgent, you know, young people don't know how precious they are, and they are old."

Oops!

The corners of Fang Zi's mouth twitched, and he hurriedly shouted "stop", glared at Chu Liuli through gritted teeth, and said, "You female rascal, what are you talking nonsense?"

Master blinked, "Your eyes are dark, your eyes are bloodshot, it's not overindulgence, what is it?"

Then he saw a thousand paper cranes trembling, and was thrown over as a hidden weapon by Fang Zizi in a hurry.

"A thousand paper cranes?"

Chu Liuli held the thousand paper cranes and stared at Fang Zizi playfully, "The old lady forgot, you are still a little Zhengtai, and the era of innocence has not passed!"

Throwing the thousand paper cranes in his hand to Fang Zizi, Chu Liuli suddenly said, "Master has had something to do recently, and he needs to leave the sect for a trip, so he can't take care of you anymore!"

Your sister, have you taken care of me?

Fang Zizi pursed his lips, but Chu Liuli directly threw out a jade slip, and chuckled, "This is the sword technique from Mu Feng's hand, I see that you are in the way of the sword, but you have some talent, so I will give it to you, practice hard!"

"The third child is hypocritical, he won't give him his inheritance sword trick, I have to retreat to the second, the wind and thunder sword trick is coming, this thing is in the Gongfa Palace, there are tens of thousands of merits that can't be exchanged, and the power is not bad!"

"Okay, goodbye, the old lady is gone!"

After speaking, he turned into a streamer and rushed out of the cave.

"Sword tricks?"

Looking at the jade slip in his hand, Fang Zizi was slightly stunned, and then smiled, "It's not bad!"

With a sword affinity and talent, Fang Zizi decided to take a kendo path.

After leaving the cave, Fang Zi flashed two wings of light behind him, and his body galloped away.

Soon, we came to Foggy Hollow Square again.

Seeing a deep foggy valley, Fang Zizi took a deep breath and strolled towards the foggy valley.

The Foggy Valley does contain toxins that are harmful to the monks, and the higher the cultivation, the greater the toxins, this Fang Zizi has already inquired.

Before, there were three layers of condensation, in the white mist, there was nothing, at this time, he condensed six layers, and when he entered the white mist, Fang Zizai suddenly felt a little nervous in his heart.

After going deep into the white fog for a short distance, Fang Zizi stopped and began to check his physical condition.

After a long time, Fang Zizi breathed a sigh of relief, there was no change in his body, and there should be no symptoms of poisoning.

"Could it be that buddy is a poisonous body?"

Fang Zizi chuckled and muttered to himself, walking towards the white mist.

It's just that Fang Zizi didn't notice it, and just as he was getting deeper and deeper, the quiet and immobile purple qi in the dantian suddenly swayed.

At this time, on the fruit trees in the white mist, the human spirit fruit was almost half-ripe, and Fang Zizi guessed that after the newcomer's experience, there should be a special person who took away the mature human spirit fruit.

Once ripe in a month, this person's spiritual fruit tree is a great treasure.

Thinking of the attitude of the Jinyang Sect's head of the sect towards his own sect in the Heavenly Dao Hall before, Fang Zizai was surprised again by the background of the Manglong Sect.

Gradually, Fang Zizi came to the edge of the red mist.

It's tangled.

In the red mist, it is estimated that the toxins are more concentrated, and Fang Zizi is not sure that in the white mist, he is safe and sound, and when he enters the red mist, he will be safe.

Standing in place, hesitating for a while, Fang Zizi gritted his teeth and decided to enter the red mist.

It's just that when he took a step, a crisp bell-like voice fell into Fang Zizi's ears, "Han Da, don't move!"

"Ling'er!"

Fang Zizai was suddenly surprised, and looked at a fruit tree on the left, where Ao Ling'er was sitting on the branch, shaking her calves, and smiling.

Jumping off the fruit tree, Ao Ling'er jumped over and said with a smile, "Han Da, you are looking for death, take two more steps, and you will die!"

Fang Zizi smiled bitterly, "Isn't this looking for you!"

"Come with me, my grandfather wants to see you!"

Ao Ling'er was padding her little feet, patting Fang Zizi's waist, and suddenly a cool breath entered his body.

The purple qi in the dantian has increased to nine realms.

"What did you put in my dantian?"

Fang Zizai was puzzled, he had been very curious about the Dantian Purple Qi before, but the reason ignored him and was not under his control.

Ao Ling'er was carrying her little hands, looking very good, "That's my natal spiritual power, don't underestimate it, at the critical moment, it can save your life!"

Natal spiritual power? Looks very powerful!

Is it just that spiritual power also divides his own life?

Fang Zizi was very depressed, what the hell is this frustration that I don't know?

Seeing that Ao Ling'er had entered the red mist, Fang Zizai immediately chased after him, and after entering the red mist, it was still as usual, Fang Zizai realized that the reason why he entered the foggy valley was fine, it should be because of the purple qi.

Ao Ling'er was very fast, flashing and flashing, so that Fang Zizi had a lot of effort to barely catch up.

I was also very curious in my heart, what kind of cultivation this little girl was.

The Foggy Valley is divided into three layers, after the white mist, there is the red mist, and after the red mist, there is the purple mist.

Going deep into the purple mist, a thatched house compound appeared in Fang Zizi's eyes, and all around, the fog disappeared, making these thatched houses full of mystery.

"Grandpa, I'm back!"

Ao Ling'er let out a cheer, entered the courtyard gate, and went straight to the backyard.

In the backyard, a middle-aged man in purple was holding a hoe in his hand, seemingly weeding.

Hearing Ao Ling'er's voice, a smile appeared on the purple-clothed middle-aged man's face, put down the hoe, and said with a smile, "Found your big man?"

Fang Zizai happened to come over and touched his nose when he heard the words, quite embarrassed.

Ao Ling'er stood beside the middle-aged man in purple and chuckled, "Grandpa, take a look, take a look, see if Ling'er's feeling is wrong?"

"That's right!"

The purple-clothed middle-aged man patted Ao Ling'er's little head, and then looked at Fang Zizi, "Little brother, whoever comes is a guest, come with me, Ling'er, make tea!"

Blinking at Fang Zizi, Ao Ling'er jumped to the front yard.

Mysterious Fog Valley, mysterious girl, and now there is another mysterious courtyard plus a mysterious middle-aged man, Fang Zizi's heart suddenly became apprehensive.

The middle-aged man walked up to Fang Zizai's side and suddenly smiled, "Are you afraid of me?"

Fang Zizi smiled dryly, "How come, it's just that Ling'er and I are friends, seniors don't call me little brother!"

The middle-aged man smiled lightly as he walked, "It's okay, let's pay our own attention!"

While talking, the two entered a hut in the front yard, Ao Ling'er was half-kneeling in front of a table, her little face was very serious, and on the table, in a delicate teapot, was steaming.

"Grandpa, the tea is ready!"

Ao Ling'er squinted her little eyes and said.

The middle-aged man sat down, put one hand, and said with a smile, "Drink tea!"

Ao Ling'er poured two cups of tea, and a tempting fragrance suddenly surged, making Fang Zizi not only move his index finger, but also picked up the teacup, raised it to the middle-aged man, and said, "Please!"

The middle-aged man smiled and raised the teacup, and the two drank it all.

"Good tea!"

A stream of sweet water entered his body from his throat, and after entering, Fang Zizi found that the tea seemed to evaporate, turning into a stream of air, and rushed into his limbs.

It was only a moment later that Fang Zizi suddenly felt a strong feeling of dizziness coming, his eyes were a little straight, and he fell on the table with a bang in an instant.

In the last second of vertigo, Fang Zizi had only one thought, that is: "Shaded?"

The middle-aged man put down the teacup and said with a light smile, "A cup of Taoist tea is a gift for the old man!"

Then he pointed his finger at Fang Zizi gently, and suddenly a pitch-black bead flew out from Fang Zizi's waist and landed in the palm of the middle-aged man's hand.

Ao Linger sniffed and said happily, "That's right, it's the Five Elements Bead, which my grandfather often took out for me to play with when I was a child!"

The middle-aged man said helplessly, "Don't worry about this thing, since he chose the Five Elements Bead, it is fate, it is his!"

Ao Ling'er pouted, "I'm not rare!"

Holding the Five Elements Beads, the purple-clothed middle-aged man had a touch of vicissitudes in his eyes, and after pondering for a moment, the Five Elements Beads flashed directly and suddenly rushed into Fang Zizai's eyebrows.

Looking at Fang Zizi, the purple-clothed middle-aged man muttered to himself, "It's been three thousand two hundred and twenty-one years, what is your intention in choosing him with a unique earth spirit root?"