Fang Bufan snorted, and quickly kicked out to repel Liu Xingxiu. ≧, Liu Xingxiu's face was fierce, he stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and the evil Jiao behind Fang Bufan suddenly grabbed and poked out.

Fang Wenyuan on the side shouted: "No" desperately wanted to rush to Fang Bufan's back, wanting to block the blow of the evil Jiao. But everything here is a phantom, just a wisp of memory, which is a foregone conclusion and cannot be changed.

At the moment when Fang Bufan turned around to resist, the giant claws of the evil Jiao had already penetrated his body, and at this time, the time for a stick of incense had passed, and the cultivation on Fang Bufan's body was already unstable. He looked around with a gloomy expression and regret, sighed lightly, and his body turned into a ball of crystal light and dissipated. Before the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand could unleash its maximum power, it fell from the sky and disappeared into the nameless mountain below.

Liu Xingxiu saw the scene when Fang Bufan dissipated, his face suddenly changed and exclaimed, "Incarnate outside the body?"

The incarnation outside the body is a flesh-and-blood doppelganger condensed by cultivating to a strong person. Usually the doppelganger is lower than the monk himself. This is the reason why Liu Xingxiu changed color, one of the clones he killed today is so strong, if his deity chases him in the future, wouldn't it be inevitable that he will die.

So he flew to the young man's side and said, "Yuan Feng, go quickly, don't come here in the future!"

Fang Wenyuan watched Fang Bufan, who had been transformed by his soul blood, dissipate with compassion in his heart, and heard Yuan Feng's words at this moment. Immediately raised his head and looked carefully at the young man next to Liu Xingxiu, to be precise, this person was not a teenager, but a young man, but a little thin, so he was mistaken for a teenager.

Looking at his face, Fang Wenyuan only felt that the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, and finally a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Liu Yuanfeng!"

That's right, this person is Liu Yuanfeng, the same Liu Yuanfeng who chased the poisonous lady back then, but seven years ago, his cultivation was only to build a complete foundation, and he was not so mature, lacking a sense of majesty and righteousness.

However, his appearance, Fang Wenyuan will not forget, he did not forget the hatred of the first shot, and he did not forget the words of the poisonous lady: "I hope you can help me kill that Bo Qinglang!"

Although the poisonous lady kidnapped him at the beginning, he gave him a creation, so he did not resent the poisonous lady. As for Liu Yuanfeng, seeing this scene at this moment, he vowed in his heart that he would kill Liu Yuanfeng.

At the same time as Fang Wenyuan was thinking, the heaven and earth were like a calm lake, and a stone fell, rippling in circles and circles. Heaven and earth also lost color with the ripples in this circle, and Fang Wenyuan only felt that the sky was spinning, and he slowly lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, Fang Wenyuan found himself lying on a bed, while You Fangzi was outside the room, sitting at a small table drinking tea.

"Are you awake?" You Fangzi asked softly, putting down the teacup.

"Who the hell are you?" Fang Wenyuan looked at You Fangzi suspiciously, most of his mind was still immersed in memories at this moment, and his heart was sour.

Similarly, in his heart, he has always wondered why You Fangzi knows such a thing about him, and who is You Fangzi's true identity?

"You don't have to know this, I won't hurt you!"

Fang Wenyuan, who had just woken up, was still in a trance, and didn't ask anything more, just sat on the edge of the bed gloomily, looking out of the window distractedly.

You Fangzi sighed lightly, got up and went out, muttering to himself: "Southern Xinjiang will be chaotic, you must be careful!"

For the next three days, Fang Wenyuan sat motionless on the edge of the bed, like a sculpture. After experiencing the baptism of three thousand years in the phantom, it is difficult to restrain one's mind for a while, and it is not easy to recover as before. In three days, the confusion in Fang Wenyuan's eyes became lighter and fainter, and the scattered spiritual rhyme gradually converged. In the end, he stood up and walked outside, looking at the peach blossoms in the sky.

"Brother Fang's doubts can be solved?" Lu Han's voice came from the side.

Following the prestige, he sat in a pavilion, poured two glasses of wine, and motioned for Fang Wen to come away.

"There are still a lot of doubts!" After coming to the pavilion, Fang Wenyuan picked up his wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

"Oh, what are you still wondering?" Lu Han also took a drink.

"How to explain the art of borrowing life?"

"I'm afraid that if I say it, Brother Fang won't believe it!"

"If Brother Lu doesn't say it, how can I believe it?" Fang Wenyuan said this sentence, which already showed that he was not blaming Lu Han. He knew in his heart that the technique of borrowing life was not something that Lu Han could perform, although he hadn't figured out this matter yet, but his heart was very confused at the moment, so he didn't want to pursue it now.

"Well, in that case, I'll say it below. Lu Han readily agreed.

Then he looked into the distance, his eyes were complicated, and he sighed: "Four years ago, I became the Holy Son of the Yunsha Sect, and it was on that day that I worshiped under the door of my master's soul snatcher and obtained this spiritual weapon of 'Destiny and Longevity'.

Then I met Xiao Mei'er, a woman from Lanyue Pavilion, and because of a dispute, I fought with her and used this spiritual weapon. What I didn't expect was that if I didn't fight and didn't know each other, I had feelings for her.

Just as I was about to marry her, I thought she was dead, but there was no scar on her body, and her soul was inexplicably gone. Speaking of this, a cold glint flashed in Lu Han's eyes, and the evil qi around his body was exposed, causing the surrounding air to become cold due to the rolling killing intent.

picked up the wine jar and poured it violently for a while, stroked the vermilion coffin behind him in a distracted manner, and said, "I think this matter is strange, and after many inquiries, I learned that many people who fight with me are like this." They all have one thing in common, they are all people who have been suppressed by my destined shoucai.

So I began to suspect that it was a ghost caused by the destined Shoucai, and began to look through the classics of the sect, but I didn't find any record of this. Just when I thought my guess was wrong, I unexpectedly saw that Shizun's cultivation went wrong, and in his cave, a cloud of red light erupted, and the resentful spirits were scattered, and in it I saw Mei'er's figure.

It's a pity that my cultivation is too low, so I can only watch her being caught by Shizun. Since then, I have been sure that there is a problem with the destined longevity material given by the Master, but what can it be?

The mother of the longevity material, the son of the mother, and the mother of the soul. The old horseman of the Soul Snatcher tore off his face and knew about my relationship with Mei'er, so he threatened me and asked me to find someone to fight the Fa every month and suppress them with the destined longevity material, so that he could draw his soul to practice the evil law.

As long as he was helped to accommodate the souls of a thousand monks, he released the souls of Mei'er. I was worried that Mei'er's body would be damaged, so I kept it in the way of raising a corpse and took it with me. The coldness in Lu Han's eyes turned into deep resentment.

After a while, he smiled to himself, smiling lonely, with a mockery of his own fate: "Although I don't know how the Soul Snatcher calmed down the people of the Moon Pavilion, since this incident, many people think that I am greedy for women, and I killed Mei'er when she didn't obey, and then kept her by my side by refining corpses." Since then, no one has dared me to fight! That's why I..."

Lu Han didn't say the next words, but Fang Wenyuan already understood. This is considered his bad luck, because he is not deeply involved in the world, he has never heard of these things, so he will fight with Lu Han on the Tongtian Bridge, and he is destined to be destined for Shoucai.

But he was also lucky, because when he fought with Lu Han, he used the clone transformed by the bridge spirit, and he was not involved much. Otherwise, the eight-tailed cat will be able to rescue him smoothly later, otherwise it is difficult to say the result.

The things in this were too complicated, but Fang Wenyuan's heart was too chaotic at this time to care about these anymore. Lu Han was very sincere when he spoke, and that kind of anger and amazement didn't seem like pretending.

"Brother Fang, don't worry, Senior You has already shown me a clear path. Southern Xinjiang will be chaotic, Brother Fang must be careful, there will be a period in the future!"

Lu Han left, Fang Wenyuan didn't send him off, nor did he take a look, he just drank to himself. Because his heart is very chaotic, and he knows in his heart that he and Lu Han will see each other again in the future, but not in southern Xinjiang, as for where it is, why bother?

Not long after Lu Han left, Yao Wu came, still dressed in black, holding her big knife.

"Come back with me!"

"Good!"

After a brief conversation, Fang Wenyuan got up and followed her, turning into two rays of light and disappearing into the sky.

You Fangzi never reappeared

Coming to the familiar Qingfeng Mountain Range, Fang Wenyuan's mind had already converged. Quietly watching Yao Wu take out the sect master's order, waving his hands, the aura dispersed, and the mountains in front of him were flooded with waves, revealing towering peaks.

The top of the mountain peak is shrouded in clouds and mist, cranes hiss, palaces are towering, and gold bricks and jade tiles are erected. The melodious bell came out of it, like a fairy style. Fang Wenyuan's eyes were full of shock, although he entered the Feibo Sect a year ago, he didn't take a closer look at the scene, after all, he had only been in the sect for four days.

"I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain. "It may be Fang Wenyuan at this time.

Of course, Yao Wu didn't know what Fang Wenyuan was thinking, so he only cast a spell on his own side, and the sect master order spun rapidly, and a spiritual light shot out from it, falling on the light curtain protecting the Fei Bo Sect.

The next moment, the light curtain vibrate, and a figure with a whole body of golden armor about 100 zhang tall walked out of it, and an earth-shattering coercion struck, making Yao Wu and Fang Wenyuan's bodies a little unstable.

"Who's here?"

"Qianlong Peak Yao Wu!Fang Wenyuan!" Yao Wu said, took out the identity nameplate from the storage bag, threw it up, and Fang Wenyuan followed suit.

The golden armor figure's eyes swept over the two tokens with golden light, looked at Yao Wu and Fang Wenyuan again, and nodded. The mountain protection formation turned into a whirlpool and entered the sect, Yao Wu nodded at Fang Wenyuan and walked in first.

As soon as Fang entered the mountain gate, a drum sound as fast as raindrops spread throughout the entire sect, and all the mountain peaks suddenly flew away and flew towards the inner gate dojo.

The entire sect was in an uproar, and some disciples were vaguely hearing discussions.

"The sect is about to be small, if you can enter the top 100, you can get the qualification to enter the Ten Thousand Demon Diagram!"

"If you can become an inner disciple, you will be able to have more cultivation resources, and the speed of cultivation will be doubled!"