Chapter 212: Erudite and Talented

Without the slightest hesitation, Fang Wenyuan unfolded all his divine senses, covering the entire city, and instantly locked the city lord's wife.

With the memory of Monk Fang Wenyuan, he instantly knew that this city lord's wife was Tongtong back then, and after more than ten years, the young child at the beginning was already slim at this moment.

After Xu became the wife of the city lord, her life has changed a little, and her temperament is not comparable to that of the year. However, there is no domineering appearance, quiet and elegant.

Moreover, Fang Wenyuan also found the person who was rescued in prison back then, the descendant of the old man who buried the soul ridge, that is, Tongtong's father Feng Xiucai. Although he is in good spirits at this moment, I can't cover the traces of time.

There were wrinkles on his face, and there were some silver threads in his hair. With him was Feng Yao's at the beginning, and at this moment, her face was full of happiness.

The entire city lord's mansion was lit up with lights, and it looked like a celebration.

Tongtong, who is now the wife of the city lord, is holding a child who has just completed the moon in her arms, and she can't help but smile.

Looking at the family who suffered back then, living a good life at the moment, Fang Wenyuan also felt a lot more high. He smiled slightly and said, "In that case, I don't need to disturb their lives!"

Immortals are different, and Fang Wenyuan doesn't want to be contaminated with cause and effect anymore.

It's a pity that it backfired, and the scattered divine consciousness was keenly aware that a monk's aura hovered in the City Lord's Mansion. Xu was blindly concerned about Tongtong's family just now, so he ignored it.

If it was just a monk, it would have been fine, but Fang Wenyuan felt a smell of blood on their bodies. This made him feel a little puzzled and uneasy.

So, Fang Wenyuan blended in the crowd and approached the City Lord's Mansion.

Suddenly, the crowd dispersed, making way for a wide road, and a convoy of luxurious carriages was slowly moving forward.

Fang Wenyuan had an idea, and his body shook, as if he was in the crowd.

When it appeared, it landed strangely in one of the carriages.

He naturally did this to hide people's eyes, and in addition, he also needed an invitation to enter the City Lord's Mansion, and if he had an invitation or not, he could only take a ride.

A middle-aged man in the carriage, seeing that the rain curtain of the carriage was raised for no reason without wind, was about to poke his head out to take a look, when he suddenly found Fang Wenyuan sitting beside him.

Immediately startled, and when he was about to shout, he found that he couldn't make a sound anyway. This middle-aged man is also a calm person, and he actually calmed down quickly. Just looked at Fang Wenyuan quietly and cast a questioning look.

Although he hid it well, Fang Wenyuan still noticed a trace of fear.

Fang Wenyuan smiled slightly, and said, "The contemptible person has no malicious intent, but I heard that the City Lord's Mansion is holding a happy event, and I don't have an invitation, so I take the liberty of taking your Excellency's light!"

At this point, the middle-aged man completely calmed down. Fang Wenyuan took advantage of the situation to untie his imprisonment.

The man was relieved, the feeling of being speechless disappeared without a trace, he was silent for a while, and said, "In Xia Rongfeng, dare to ask Your Excellency's name?"

This person spoke calmly, neither humble nor arrogant, even if he was inexplicably controlled by Fang Wenyuan, he could quickly calm down, which made Fang Wenyuan look a little higher. So he returned: "Contemptible name, Your Excellency doesn't need to know, the world is so big, can you still meet it after today, or two words!"

Hearing Fang Wenyuan's answer, Rong Feng calmed down and said, "Your Excellency wants to participate in the wedding banquet of the City Lord's Mansion, but uses such means, isn't it a bit despicable?"

Hearing this, Fang Wenyuan laughed, how could he not understand this Rong Feng's words, the implication was nothing more than that he was plotting against him. Speaking of which, it's like that, if you really want to participate in the wedding banquet, you can prepare a generous gift, and the City Lord's Mansion will naturally not close its doors!

However, Fang Wenyuan was bent on keeping a low profile, and he didn't want the evil cultivators hovering in the City Lord's Mansion to be suspicious. It was Rong Feng's courage that made him admire.

From the moment he entered the carriage like a ghost, he waved his hand and made Rong Feng's mouth speechless, revealing Fang Wenyuan's ability, it can be said that Rong Feng's life and death are in his thoughts, these are all Rong Feng can understand. Rao is so, Rong Feng is still so bold, how can he not be admired?

Since Fang Wenyuan had entered this carriage, he naturally wouldn't bother talking to this Rong Feng, so he used his divine sense to hallucinate Rong Feng a little, and he easily won it.

After a while, Fang Wenyuan came to this city, and the coachman's surprised eyes when he got off the carriage made him smile a little

The city lord's mansion is extremely large, the courtyard wall and courtyard, and this wing rockery, there are countless of them. If it is left in the eyes of others, it will be extremely suspicious.

However, Fang Wenyuan, who is accustomed to seeing gold bricks and jade tiles and towering high-rise buildings in the Feibo Sect, is nothing.

However, as soon as he entered this City Lord's Mansion, Fang Wenyuan sensed that something was wrong, and the entire City Lord's Mansion seemed to be shrouded in a strange force.

However, Fang Wenyuan did not delve into this, but according to his divine sense, he came to a courtyard with a familiar car, and as soon as his body moved, he sank into the ground.

Fang Wenyuan didn't know how to escape from the earth, and there was only one technique of moving mountains, so it was still a little laborious to escape into the ground.

After a few breaths, Fang Wen walked a few feet away, and it was difficult to advance an inch, but the destination had already arrived.

This place is a secret room, and there are more than a dozen monks of the evil sect below, one of whom is still in the middle stage of foundation building, and is equal to him.

Fang Wenyuan was not in a hurry, but listened to their conversation with his divine sense.

One of the rough voices sounded, "Uncle Shi, when will this blood sacrifice array start?"

Fang Wenyuan frowned, he wanted to do it, but he couldn't bear it.

At this time, another voice sounded, compared to Fang Cai's rough voice, this voice was much gentler: "Don't worry, wait until noon, all the guests of the City Lord's Mansion will come, and there will be more people at that time, so that I will not wait for the formation I have worked so hard to lay in vain, after all, the more people, the greater the effect of the blood sacrifice."

When the time comes, you will wait for your cultivation to grow, but don't forget the hard work of my uncle!"

The rough voice replied: "That's nature, Uncle Shi's kindness, the disciple remembers it, if there is a chance in the future, he will definitely follow the work of dogs and horses!"

Fang Wenyuan smiled coldly, and said in his heart: "It turned out to be a blood sacrifice array, it seems that it was preparing to forcibly improve cultivation with the blood of mortal spirits, and the evil sect really had despicable methods. ”

At this point, Fang Wenyuan was not in a hurry, and said to the eight-tailed cat on his shoulder: "Ninth brother is erudite and talented, this small blood sacrifice array should be able to change it unconsciously, right?"

When the eight-tailed cat heard this, all eight tails stood up, looked at Fang Wenyuan in surprise, and shook his head, as if he felt that he had heard it wrong.

Because Fang Wenyuan had never called it the ninth brother, and he had never flattered it for half a sentence, at this moment, this sentence came out of Fang Wenyuan's mouth, and the eight-tailed cat was not only surprised, but also quite useful.

didn't mention the barbecue at all, so he ran out with the little fox in a smoke, and didn't forget to say a word to Fang Wenyuan, saying: "A little blood sacrifice array, naturally it will be difficult for the ninth brother, rest assured!"

Looking at the appearance of the eight-tailed cat, Fang Wenyuan felt a sigh of emotion in his heart, thinking that at the beginning, every time Old Man Dong saw the eight-tailed cat coming back from predation, he would always praise a few words. Every time he encounters such a thing, the eight-tailed cat will give some of the barbecue that he regards as his life to Old Man Dong.

In the final analysis, Fang Wenyuan's sudden speech like this was still inspired by Old Man Dong. Even Fang Wenyuan himself didn't expect that it could have such an effect.

After the eight-tailed cat left, the conversation in the secret room did not end, and one of the disciples proposed, "Senior Uncle, there is still some time before the guests arrive, why don't the disciples go and give Uncle Senior a few women for recreation?"

I heard that this city lord's wife is as beautiful as a flower, so it's better to "

Before the words fell, there was a burst of lewdness/laughter, and the senior uncle in the middle stage of foundation building seemed to be quite useful, and did not hesitate to agree to this disciple's proposal.

Fang Wenyuan's mind moved, and he quickly escaped from the ground, and then hid himself with his divine sense, standing in this small courtyard and waiting quietly.

After a few breaths, the glow flashed, and a man with a weak figure and a deep sunken eye socket with a depressed state came out of the ground.

At first glance, this person is a person who has been hollowed out by wine.

However, it was beyond Fang Wenyuan's expectation that he was able to escape from the ground so quickly.

However, after thinking about it, the fluctuation just now seemed to be stimulated by the Fu Seal. After all, how could a disciple in the Qi cultivation period be so proficient?

This person escaped from the ground so fearlessly, so the earth escape talisman in his hand naturally had a balance, and as soon as he thought of this, Fang Wenyuan followed away.

Hearing that this person was paying attention to Tongtong, Fang Wenyuan would not let him go, but it was not easy to do anything here, if it alarmed the people below, I am afraid that they would activate the Blood Sacrifice Array in advance, and then the gains would outweigh the losses.

At this time, the key is to calm down, once the eight-tailed cat modifies this formation, when the time comes, kill these disciples of the evil sect, is it not enough to capture?

At the end of the way, it was almost to the small courtyard where Tongtong was, and at this time, if it was assisted by illusion, the cultivation of the foundation would definitely not find out that this son was dead.

Just when the disciple appeared in front of Tongtong's door and Fang Wenyuan was about to make a move, the door opened, and Tongtong walked out with the child in his arms.

Along with it, there was also a handsome man, although this person was not a sword eyebrow star, but it was not much different, what made Fang Wenyuan feel strange was that this person was actually seven points similar to him.

The disciple of the evil sect had already walked in front of him, and the handsome man immediately sensed that something was wrong, stopped in front of Tongtong's mother and son, stared at the disciple of the evil sect with a pair of eyes, and scolded: "Who is it?"

This thin cult disciple smiled lightly, his eyes couldn't stop his lust, and his eyes wandered wantonly on Tongtong's body.

How is this, that handsome man is obviously Tongtong's husband, that is, the city lord.