"Here you go. Su Tang put the blood gourd on the table and pushed it to Fang Yizhe.

Fang Yizhe silently looked at the blood gourd that flashed with red light, his eyes were a little surprised, but also a little happy, for a long time, he said softly: "Actually...... I didn't like that feeling at the time. ”

"What does it feel like?" asked Su Tang.

"Because you think that the blood gourd evil qi is too heavy, it is possible to destroy the blood gourd. Fang Yizhe said: "Your decision is enough to affect my future, and this feeling of being dominated by others...... It really disgusts me. ”

"You......" Su Tang shook his head: "This is your own business, I will propose some suggestions for you at most, but I will definitely not make a choice for you." ”

"I know now. Fang Yizhe smiled: "Su Tang, thank you......"

"Xie, why did you suddenly become a little yin and yang?" Su Tang frowned.

"Am I moved by you, okay?" Fang Yizhe was a little helpless, and then changed the topic: "Who is that old man?

"It's Uncle Zhong, you've seen it a few times. Su Tang paused and sighed: "He didn't recognize you, it seems that your changes are far greater than mine." ”

"Uncle Zhong, is he still alive?" Fang Yizhe was stunned.

"Nonsense, do you think he's dead?" Su Tang said.

"Why did you send him to Storm City?" Fang Yizhe immediately understood: "Where is Boss Xi over there?"

"Hmm. Su Tang nodded in response.

"That's fine" Fang Yizhe muttered: "Boss Xi's family was all lost in that battle, her mood must be depressed, having an Uncle Zhong to accompany her is more or less a compensation, otherwise after a long time, Boss Xi may go to the other extreme......" Before he finished speaking, Fang Yizhe found that Su Tang had been staring at him, thinking that there was something wrong, and lowered his head to look at his body.

After looking for a while, but finding nothing, Fang Yizhe was a little puzzled, and seeing that Su Tang was still looking at him, he frowned and said, "What are you looking at me for?"

"What you just said, are you evaluating Xiaoru or yourself?"

"Hehe......" Fang Yizhe smiled, and then changed the topic again: "I have already checked about Mo Yushan's matter. ”

"Oh?" Su Tang immediately became interested.

"You said before that on the ninth day of the ninth month of the Temple of the Dead, with Sha Ju as the letter, there are thirty days under it, and there are thirty night watchmen and gatekeepers, the night watchman is responsible for coordinating and commanding in the center, and the gatekeeper is responsible for supervision. ”

"That's right. Su Tang said.

"In Hong'an Town, Liangshui Town, Yuehan Town and Nanshan Town near Moyu Mountain, there are people who plant hosta flowers in large quantities. Fang Yizhe said: "At first, I thought that it was because Mo Yushan was not far from the Poison Dragon Domain, and the hosta flower could cure all kinds of poisons, so someone deliberately planted this herb, and later found that something was wrong." ”

"What's wrong?" asked Su Tang.

"Do you remember last year's Demon Sword Dispute?" Fang Yizhe said: "That fool fled into the Poison Dragon Domain with the Demon Sword, and the cultivators of various sects also arrived, and those with antidotes naturally dared to go in and take risks, and those who did not bring antidote could only wait outside, and a few days later, someone heard that there were a large number of hosta flowers here, so a few pharmacists came over, ready to buy a large number of them, and then refine the antidote, but the residents of the town refused their request." ”

"If they were willing to sell the hosta flowers to the pharmacist, there was a reasonable explanation, but they refused, obviously ...... The drunkard doesn't mean to drink," Fang Yizhe continued: "Also, hosta flowers bloom in June, July, and August every year, and if you deduce from your words, they should be June, July, and August.

"In addition, after the people of the Hall of the Dead Copied the Ten Ancestors Society, they all infiltrated Moyu Mountain, so I'm sure that there is a nest in the Hall of the Dead," Fang Yizhe finally came to a conclusion.

"Then we should go to Moyu Mountain?" Su Tang said.

"Go ahead, we can't go this time. Fang Yizhe said.

"Why?" said Su Tang.

"Isn't this obvious?" Fang Yizhe smiled: "You are a great venerable, you come and go freely, who can stop you? But we are different, moreover, the Death Hall is sorted according to the month of flowers, and the potential Mo Yushan's people are obviously stronger than September, in case things are not harmonious, you can leave, where are we going?"

"Okay, Xiao Fang, are you starting to learn to play tricks with me?" Su Tang said.

"How ......" Fang Yizhe was stunned.

"I don't believe it, you don't need this credit?" Su Tang said.

"Hehe, to be honest, I really don't want to. Fang Yizhe said: "Now that Du Qingyi is dead, it is impossible for anyone to come and compete with me for anything, and the position of the head of the Seventh General Society must be mine."

"It's one thing whether you can become the head of the Seventh Society. Su Tang said: "After you take the position, how much support will be given to you by the head altar is another matter." The causes and consequences of the first battle in Peacock Mountain, I think you have also found out in the main altar, if you know that you took revenge and bit off a big piece of meat in the hall of death, the elders of the main altar will definitely be impressed by you, you really didn't expect this?"

"Oh, why is it so hard to bargain with you?" Fang Yizhe smiled bitterly: "To be honest, I would like to go over, but now it is different from the past, if I have already sat in the position of the head of the head of the head office, and after a period of operation, I am naturally not afraid of losses, but ...... If they exclude me because of the heavy losses here...... Then my year's ups and downs have become a joke."

"Oh...... You mean, if I go to Moyu Mountain and turn them upside down, then you will definitely bring someone over to pick up the bargain, and if I suffer a loss, then you naturally don't need to go over?" Su Tang said.

"Su Tang, you are the smartest in the world, that's right, that's what I mean. Fang Yizhe said with a smile: "Really, I can't afford to lose now, it's nothing to deal with Du Qingyi, the details of the Golden Beifeng Society, I know it clearly, they can't come up with other tricks, but they can deal with the Hall of the Dead...... I'm not sure. ”

"What did you think of being beautiful, what did I get into running around?" Su Tang sneered.

"Do those who can work hard" Fang Yizhe said: "As long as you sweep away all the Great Venerable cultivators near Mo Yu Mountain, my people will arrive later."

Su Tang frowned and was silent, he understood Fang Yizhe's worries, because he was now a Great Venerable, and ordinary cultivators had no power to fight back when they encountered a Great Venerable-level Being.

"Su Tang, just like you protect Qianqi Peak, they trust me and are willing to entrust their future and destiny to me, I must always be worthy of them. Fang Yizhe said.

Under the strange starry sky, the handsome young man walked forward slowly, his steps were as steady as ever, and it seemed that every step he took would leave deep footprints on the ground.

Suddenly, he stopped, raised his head, and looked into the distance.

On the hill thousands of meters away, there was an old man, and the eyes of the two people crossed the long distance and collided together.

The handsome young man frowned, the old man sighed, and the next moment, in the middle of the old man's forehead, an eye was slowly opening.

Brilliant white light shot out from the old man's eyes, and in an instant, the entire plain was enveloped in it, and countless sands were stirred and flew into the sky, and immediately condensed into a sandstorm that covered the sky and the sun.

"Why bother" With the old man's sigh, the sandstorm that was hovering rapidly in the sky suddenly stopped, and then sprinkled down at the same time, and the momentum was as if the entire starry sky had begun to collapse.

The sand and dust fell to the ground, forming a peculiar little world, with mountains and water, ditches, mulberry fields, houses, and countless small clay figures.

The little clay figurines are moving, some are plowing in the fields, some are playing by the river, some are driving the carriage into the distance, some are chatting under the trees, and some are reading hard in their own garden.

Thousands of ecology are vividly interpreted in this small world, and there are even practitioners, some are dancing swords, some are meditating and pranayama, and some are exploring in the forest.

Around the small world, there are high mountains guarding the small world, blocking the small world tightly, however, there is a road that should lead to the outside of the small world, but at the exit of the road, it is blocked by a boulder, and there is no way to get out.

Outside of the small world, there are countless huge monsters swimming around, all of them are extremely hideous, and the sense of strength and physique displayed by the muscles and bones are far more than the clay figures in the small world.

The handsome young man scanned the surroundings, and his gaze fell on a small clay figure with a strange behavior

The other clay figurines were trying to do their own thing, but the little clay figurine, which was not interested in anything else, only climbed along the path that led to the small world, and as time passed, it went higher and higher, gradually approaching the highest point of the mountain.

Finally, when it came to the end, it saw the boulder blocking its path, and pushed it with all its might, trying to push it away.

The boulder shook a bit, and a small piece of slag fell from the boulder.

The moment the small stone slag fell off the cliff and fell on the plain, all the monsters that were wandering around turned their heads to look at the boulder that had made a gap.

The bloodthirsty desire of the monsters, as well as the hideous violent aura, were vividly displayed, and the incomparably heavy pressure seemed to hang down from the starry sky, so that the young man with a handsome face couldn't help but bend down slightly.

"Is this me?" said the handsome young man smiled, his eyes never taking off the unusual little clay figurine.

"This is me," the old man said softly, and as he spoke, another small clay figure rose from the boulder and sat on top of it.

"Why are you sitting taller than me? I don't like it. The handsome young man said.

"I can give you my place. The old man said, "But you have to answer me a question first." ”

"What?" asked the handsome young man.

"Do you really want this world to become miserable?" the old man said word by word: "Ren Yukou back then, standing in your position, he turned back, you ...... It's time to turn back, right?"

The handsome young man's face became solemn, and then his eyes fell on the monsters around him, silently watching and thinking.

For a long time, cultivation has always been a part of his life, and he has never looked back, but the true meaning shown in these pictures in front of him made him a little scared and hesitated.

He can not care about his own life and death, but he can't afford to really cause the fall of the whole world.

Ancient Road West Wind Thin Horse ......

Now Su Tang is riding a thin horse, staggering on the dirt road, he is dressed very ordinary, with a sword on his back, and the scabbard is worn in many places, looking like an extremely down-and-out wandering warrior.

When the sun set, Su Tang finally walked into Hong'an Town, Hong'an Town is a small town, only five or six hundred households, located in a remote area, almost no caravans come and go, plus there are not many pedestrians on the street, outsiders like Su Tang are very conspicuous, and from time to time someone points at Su Tang's back.

Su Tang walked along the street casually, the shops along the way are complete, but there are no hotels, it seems that the people here are not used to or do not like to have outsiders live temporarily.

Under a fruit-bearing apricot tree, Su Tang reined in his horse, then rolled over and jumped down.

"Hey, boy, what's the matter?" the two men shouted unceremoniously as they walked out of the shop

"I heard that there are a lot of hosta flowers here......" Su Tang said.

"Our hosta flowers don't go out, go out," one of the men shouted as he reached out to grab Su Tang.

Su Tang stretched out his hand and waved, and a black smoke floated out, floating up the red high wall of the other street, and the next moment, Su Tang suddenly appeared on the high wall, and then floated into the courtyard.

There is a small pavilion in the courtyard, there are stone tables and chairs in the pavilion, and a middle-aged man is sitting on the stone chair, looking at Su Tang in astonishment.

The magic sword appeared in Su Tang's palm, and then Su Tang ran his spiritual veins and swung his sword forward, and the sword power rolled out like lightning, and it was bombarding the stone table in front of the middle-aged man, shattering the stone table.

There seemed to be a mechanism in the stone table, because a lot of broken machine springs shot indiscriminately, coupled with the gravel, the middle-aged man didn't have time to react, he was beaten to the head and bleeding, and his body involuntarily fell backwards.

Su Tang immediately released the second sword, and the sword power shattered the stone chair, and then he withdrew the magic sword, and walked towards the small pavilion while looking at the surrounding scenery.

"What the hell...... Dare to go wild in Hong'an Town?" the two big men roared angrily and climbed over the high wall, jumped into the courtyard, and then chased after Su Tang.

Even those two big men are not even cultivators, but then again, if they are cultivators, they can sense the majestic sword intent contained in Su Tang's two swords, giving them eight hundred guts, and they will not dare to chase them in.

Su Tang had already walked to the pavilion, looked at the middle-aged man who was struggling to get up, and then threw a punch outward, and the fist was aimed at the two big men, who were hit by the punch, and their bodies flew upside down violently, flying straight out of more than ten meters away, and slammed into the courtyard wall, knocking out splashes of blood.

"Why are you hurting people here?" the middle-aged man cried out.

"What month are you the night watchman?" asked Su Tang softly.

The middle-aged man was startled, and his eyes searched the broken rubble, as if he wanted to find something.

"You know, the most fatal thing for any sect is to form a formula, especially the formula that you think is perfect. Su Tang said slowly: "It's already perfect, so naturally it has to be promoted to the outside world, but where is there any perfection in the world? It didn't seem to have any flaws before, just because there weren't enough people pondering."

"Your Excellency, I don't know what you're talking about," said the middle-aged man in a hoarse voice, pretending to try to get up, but his hands were groping in the rubble.

Su Tang suddenly raised a kick and kicked it in the chest of the middle-aged man, who screamed miserably and flew into the air, landing in a cluster of purple-blue hosta flowers.

"I've already learned a lesson, how can I suffer the same loss again?" Su Tang shook his head: "If you want to die, I may not be able to stop it, but you can't even take away a single hair of the things here." ”

At this moment, there was a shout of killing outside, and then, the figures of Fang Yizhe and Chen Yan climbed over the red courtyard wall and floated in.

"What's going on out there?" said Su Tang.

"I won't care about the ordinary people here, but all cultivators have to die. Fang Yizhe said lightly: "They will practice in Hong'an Town, and it must have something to do with the Hall of the Dead." ”

"Whatever you want. Su Tang frowned.

"You can't bear it? You're such a good person. Fang Yizhe laughed: "Also, these towns, I can help you solve them, Mo Yushan, I won't accompany you, don't mess around when the time comes."

"You are willing to come because the benefits here are visible, and you don't have to take too many risks, right?"

"Say whatever you want. Fang Yizhe turned around and said to the few cultivators who followed up, "You guys go around, be careful, don't touch the mechanism. ”

"Yes, my lord," several cultivators replied respectfully, and then spread out, one of the cultivators walked up to the middle-aged man, sniffed, and suddenly said, "My lord, this guy's medicine is hidden in his neckline, it is very poisonous, and it will kill him immediately." ”

The middle-aged man was shocked, and hurriedly grabbed his neckline with his hand and brought it to his mouth, but his attitude didn't seem to be very resolute, and he hesitated and didn't bite the neckline open.

"Can you save him?" Fang Yizhe asked.

"Fifty-five points. The cultivator looked the middle-aged man up and down: "However, even if he can be saved, he is still a wasted person, his intestines are rotten, feces and urine are flowing everywhere, and it is better to die than to live." ”

"Then kill it. Fang Yizhe frowned and said, "There are so many night watchmen, not less than him." ”

"Understood. The cultivator said, and then swung his fist at the middle-aged man, who was probably frightened by the tragic scene of his intestines piercing his stomach, or thought that the other party could really kill him, and he didn't need to take poison anymore, so he didn't react for a while, just stared blankly at the fist hit.

The next moment, the cultivator smashed a punch into the middle-aged man's face, although he didn't use his spiritual power, but he also smashed the middle-aged man to the point that he was starry-eyed, and then punched the middle-aged man several times in a row, knocking the middle-aged man unconscious.

"My lord, this guy is really timid, I guess he can ask a lot of things. The cultivator laughed.