Chapter 80 is about to have an accident

"Three days later, Xiaobi of the sect, if you help me, I will kill a few demon beasts and bake them for you, but if you talk nonsense, then don't think about it!" Fang Wenyuan looked at the roof and said leisurely.

The eight-tailed cat was originally extremely angry, but after hearing Fang Wenyuan's words, the hair on his whole body suddenly became docile, and he couldn't help but drool.

Calming this guy down, Fang Wenyuan breathed a sigh of relief. The matter of Zongmen Xiaobi has occupied his mind, and he originally wanted to relax when he returned to the sect, but now it is obviously impossible, and he can't sleep, so he meditates cross-legged.

During this period of time, although I have experienced several lives and deaths, I have also gained a lot, but there are still many restrictions!

The Floating Thunder Technique cannot be used flexibly for the time being, because this spell is extremely expensive, and once it is cast, it will consume most of the spiritual power in the body, and then it will become powerless to fight back.

The foundation of the Five Thunder God Scrolls contains the Thunder Technique, and after cultivating to the third layer, there is no inch, because the strength of the physical body cannot accept a stronger baptism of thunder and lightning, so it can only wait for the physical body to condense again, and then consider it.

The thunder seal in one seal and two punishments can be used, and when there is a head-to-head battle, it may be able to be taken by surprise. Because the punishment of evil is relatively special, it can only be used freely against evil things. The spirit punishment technique is too domineering, and it needs to be used to use the power of heaven, and the slightest carelessness will hurt itself, and the consumption of spiritual power is also very great.

Demon magic can only be used on demons, and it is difficult to say how the sect Xiaobi is still peaceful, so it is impossible to determine whether it can come in handy.

There is also the mountain-moving technique inherited from the hand bones, which can be used, but it is still necessary to keep a low profile. Dragon pattern bone refining is not a day's work, if you want to achieve something, three days is too little, so for Xiaobi, it is equivalent to nothing.

Now in addition to not being broken, there is also a spiritual weapon in his hand that can be used, that is, the golden wooden bow captured from Lao Suo, surnamed Li. The only pity is that there is a lack of a defensive spiritual weapon, the golden silk soft armor has long been damaged, and he has not yet penetrated the Zixiao Thunder Talisman, so he is equivalent to going into battle shirtless.

After counting his belongings, Fang Wenyuan realized that he had been embarrassed to such an extent, although the techniques he mastered were all amazingly powerful, most of them injured the enemy by one thousand and damaged eight hundred. The Yun Thunder Technique can summon thunderclouds and cast the Thunder Descending Technique, but the sect is small, and Fang Wenyuan is reluctant to be too high-profile. At that time, if someone with a heart is targeted, although it is within the sect, it is inevitable that there will be accidents. So it's better to be careful. After all, the Five Thunder God Scrolls are indeed very precious, so as not to lose more than they gain.

Now that he is the main force, the palm thunder and the golden wood bow are probably the main force, and the consumption of the mountain-moving technique is not small, so he must use it with caution. However, everything depends on the situation, and it depends on what the content of the sect is in the small competition.

The sky was getting darker, and only a faint glow lingered on the horizon in the distance. In the midst of cultivation, time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it has already fallen into the night, and the bright moon hangs high, ethereal in the dark clouds. Fang Wenyuan sat cross-legged in the room, his breathing became extremely regular, and there was a faint aura around him. The eight-tailed cat was lying on the bed drooling, scratching its face with its cat's paws from time to time, as if it was eating a big meal in a dream, and around it, there was also a faint aura converging towards it.

Under the night, there is an unpredictable human heart. The door of the stone house on the north side of Qianlong Peak slowly opened, revealing Su Qing's figure, and after a little discernment of the direction, he flew towards the outer door.

Fei Bozong is divided into the inner gate and the outer gate, the inner gate of the seven main peaks, the twelve auxiliary peaks, in fact, more than that, in addition to these nineteen peaks, there are also some peaks that also belong to the inner gate, but they are not named. Qianlong Peak is not among the nineteen peaks, but it also belongs to the inner gate.

The radius of 500 miles belongs to the Feibo Sect, and the outer gate occupies 100 miles, living in the area of the mountain gate. The inner gate covers an area of two hundred miles, deep in the mountains. The whole sect is in the shape of a gourd, and there is an ocean on both sides, this ocean is called the Netherworld Sea, and the black sea water isolates the aura of heaven and earth, so this sea is a forbidden place for monks. The location of Fei Bo Sect, the mountain gate is facing the south of southern Xinjiang, and if you want to go to the center of southern Xinjiang, there is only one road next to Fei Bo Sect.

Half an hour later, Su Qing came to an area where the miscellaneous disciples lived at the outer gate, and a large number of houses were covered with mountains and fields. Su Qing came to a residence that was obviously different from the surroundings and knocked on the door.

Squeak, after the door opened, a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes opened the door, and when he saw Su Qing, he looked surprised, and hurriedly said, "Qing'er! You are here! Come in and sit." ”

"Don't call me Qing'er!" Looking at Zhu Bing's courteous face, a trace of disgust flashed in the depths of Su Qing's eyes.

Zhu Bing scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed, and said, "Senior Sister Susu, I was just about to talk to you, I have already proposed to my family's ancestors, and when I am promoted to the inner gate, I will go to your house to propose!"

Hearing Zhu Bing say that he proposed marriage, Su Qing's little face immediately turned red, her eyes were full of anger, and she seemed to be very displeased, and said, "Who of you likes you!"

When I just wanted to have a seizure, as if I thought of something, my eyes showed a hint of cunning, and I calmed down, and said, "When you reach the Jindan stage, I will marry you!" However, you have to clean up someone first. ”

"Daoshan and Sea of Fire, if I, Zhu Bing, frown, I won't be surnamed Zhu!" Hearing that Su Qing asked him for help, Zhu Bing's face was excited. Then his complexion changed slightly, and he muttered: "Last time, I said that I was promoted to the inner gate, and this time I have cultivated to the Jindan stage." Jindan period, this has to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the month of the horse!"

"What are you talking about?"

Facing Su Qing's question, Zhu Bing was suddenly a little flustered, and hurriedly said, "Ah, it's nothing!"

"This time the sect is small, you want to participate, right?"

"Yes!"

"When the time comes, you organize some people to help me fix someone!" Su Qing took out Fang Wenyuan's portrait and handed it over.

Zhu Bing frowned and said, "I got the news, this time the sect is different from the past, this time it seems to be a trial selection, not a one-on-one ring competition, so there is no need to organize too many people, I am enough for one person!"

"Well, then, it's settled. Su Qing said and flew up and flew towards the inner door.

He glanced back at Zhu Bing, who looked like a nymphomaniac, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and said secretly: "Idiot!

At the same time, in another area where the miscellaneous disciples lived at the outer gate, Zhou Ye stood on the top of the mountain dressed in white, facing the mountain wind. Behind him, there stood more than a dozen young men dressed in the costumes of outer disciples, looking at Zhou Ye's back with reverence.

In the middle of the ring, Zhou Ye turned around and said with a righteous expression: "There is an evil sect disciple mixed in the sect, in order to prevent this matter from spreading and damaging the prestige of my Feibo Sect." So I was entrusted with selecting some elite disciples at the outer gate and removing him on the way to Xiaobi, this is his portrait!"

After saying that, he took out a scroll and waved it to his side, the scroll stopped in the void, and slowly stretched it out, revealing Fang Wenyuan's appearance. When Fang Wenyuan left the sect, he used Yao Wu's hand to clean up Zhou Ye, he didn't expect that this seemingly inconspicuous disciple of an outer sect would have such a meticulous mind. But what can it be? This revenge, he must avenge Zhou Ye!

was said by Zhou Ye to be an elite disciple, more than a dozen outer disciples, and when he ascended, he held his head high and looked extremely proud. After Zhou Ye coughed lightly, they bowed to Zhou Ye and said, "Thank you Uncle for your cultivation, there is no way to repay the great kindness!"

"Well, this matter is within the sect, and only a very few people know about it, so when the time comes to test, you have to avoid the eyes and ears of the law enforcement disciples before you can do it!"

"Disciple remember!"

At this time, one of the disciples took a step forward, bowed deeply, and said, "Uncle Qiyu, I don't know what I can do to avoid the eyes and ears of the law enforcement disciples?"

"In the land of trials, the law enforcement disciples will not enter the first twenty miles, as long as they get there, they can let go and do it. When the time comes, I will transfer the warning talisman on his body! Maintaining the prestige of the sect depends on you!"

Everyone shouted in unison, "Never give up!"

Zhou Ye nodded with satisfaction and said, "After the task is completed, I will reward them one by one!"

"Thank you, uncle!"

"Haha!" Zhou Ye let out a hearty laugh, and then flew out of the mountain, secretly saying in his heart: "Boy, even if I can't kill you this time, I can still seriously injure you." This is what will happen to me if you offend me!"

Fighting is forbidden within the sect, so Xiaobi is an opportunity for Zhou Ye, and he will not let it go no matter what

For two days, Fang Wenyuan didn't move around, he stayed in the stone house all the time, cross-legged and absorbed, and kept his cultivation at the peak. He didn't know at all that before the sect Xiaobi started, there were already two groups of people who wanted to trouble him.

Three days later, one early morning, the melodious sound of the bell spread throughout the Feibo Sect. All the outer disciples flew towards the inner gate area with all kinds of lights. This is a rare opportunity, only when Xiaobi is young, the outer disciples have the opportunity to enter the inner gate area.

Therefore, they cherish it extraordinarily, even if they know that their cultivation is too low and hopeless, they are not willing to let go of this opportunity to gamble on the demeanor of the inner door.

Fang Wenyuan also stood up, walked outside, and looked at the various lights in the sky, but compared to three days ago, these lights were much less. After looking at it for a moment, he also shook himself up and joined the array.

After a stick of incense, everyone came to a huge ashram, and there were already many disciples sitting in it, listening to an old Taoist sermon, thinking that they had come here three days ago.

This old Tao talks about some basic things, and it is not very beneficial to Fang Wenyuan, and his voice has a special charm, Fang Wenyuan felt a little in a trance after listening to it a little, evoking countless memories, and his heart was stunned for a while.

But he was soon suppressed by him, and when he came back from You Fangzi, Fang Wenyuan had been conditioning his mind, and he had been meditating for the past three days. If I had only arrived here three days ago, I am afraid that my mind would have shaken, and I would not have suppressed it so easily.

The real purpose of this old Tao's preaching here is probably to test the disciple's state of mind, no wonder Yao Wu didn't want him to come directly that day.

After concentrating and calming down, Fang Wenyuan fell to an open space and sat on the ground. As soon as Fang sat down, he felt like he was being stared at, so he looked around, but he didn't find anything abnormal, and said secretly: "Is it my delusion?"

Of course he didn't know that there were two groups of people staring at him, and when the time came, there would be trouble at the beginning of the trial.

Although he didn't notice anything abnormal, Fang Wenyuan unexpectedly saw a familiar figure in the crowd, just with his back to him, he wasn't sure.

This is a place for preaching, and rashly using his divine sense, for fear that it will cause unnecessary misunderstandings, he has no choice but to suppress the doubts in his heart.

There are also children from the outer sect who are rushing to this side, and Xiaobi should not be able to start for a while and a half.