Space waves, across the void.

If the wind blows, it will disappear when it blows.

Fang Junmei flew away and thought about it.

The most depressing thing, of course, is not knowing when this abyss of all evil will open again, and this alone makes people unable to start.

Those tribes, like a plague god, guarded against Fang Junmei, and didn't give him a chance to calculate.

In addition, it is very likely that the lone demon has already targeted him, and the great danger will come soon, so in this way, there is only one way for Fang Junmei to go.

That is to leave the island of the wicked and go elsewhere to find another opportunity, at least temporarily.

After thinking for a while, Fang Junmei made up his mind to leave.

As for the matter of devouring the evil cultivator and comprehending the three changes of the Dao heart, in this cultivation realm, where is there no evil cultivation?

......

Only two or three years later, Fang Junmei flew out of the scope of the Wicked Island, heading in the direction of the passage of the Hundred Clans.

The lonely demon thought that Fang Junmei would definitely enter the palace, but because of the fact that the tribes were guarding the mountain gate, he didn't even get the news that the abyss of all evil was about to open.

People are not as good as heaven!

And the entanglement between Fang Junmei and the wicked race, is this the end?

......

Fly away from the island of the wicked and into the void.

Still in a hurry, Fang Jun's eyebrows flew quickly, and he came all the way, ignoring the rights and wrongs on the road, and no one noticed it.

On this day, he finally got out of the passage of the Hundred Tribes, returned to the central sacred area of the Terran Race, and came to the big city on the side of the passage.

......

On the long street, there was a lot of shouting.

The Terran monks all over the street, Fang Junmei smiled slightly, and he actually felt a little like going home, and immediately shook his head and laughed at himself.

This individual cultivator, if he knew that he had the secret of speeding up his cultivation, he would be even more insidious and vicious than those wicked people.

However, he has become a middle-aged man at the moment, and he is not worried about being seen through.

The divine sense swept away, and there were vaguely a few faces that had been seen, but there was no friendship at all.

Next, it is naturally Fang Junmei's old habit to go to those remote shops and inquire about the new news of the Terran side recently.

......

Soon, Fang Junmei was in a remote shop, chatting with the shopkeeper.

"The seniors must have been in retreat for a long time, but on our Terran side, there is nothing too big, it's nothing more than those auction conferences, competitions, and other races come to loot something, but the seniors can't look down on it anymore. ”

The shopkeeper said, he is a middle-aged fat man, and he is in the middle realm of his ancestors.

"Isn't there any news of the appearance of the best innate spirit treasure?"

Fang Junmei asked.

The shopkeeper said: "This is not true, but I heard that the two predecessors of the early stage of the supreme people have the best innate spirit treasure in their hands, and they are boiling tens of thousands of years ago, and many monks are looking for them." ”

"Tell me more!"

Fang Junmei was a little energetic.

"The first one is the spring ice of the local spring department, I heard that he exposed a banner-like magic weapon when he was fighting with people in the eighteen hells. ”

"Spring ice is thin, a magic weapon like a big flag?"

Fang Jun's eyebrows flashed, and he immediately thought about it.

"Exactly, the seniors seem to know that Chun Bing is thin, so I won't talk about it. ”

The shopkeeper was clever, and he didn't rush to say the next one, and let him think about it.

......

"What about the second one?"

After a long while, Fang Junmei asked.

"The second monk, it's not easy to say, I heard that he was once one of the top forty mortals in the Four Saints Alliance back then. ”

The shopkeeper sighed.

Fang Junmei's heart tightened when he listened, it wouldn't be Daolang them, right?

"This person's name is Gao De, and I don't know where the news came out, saying that he also has a superb innate spirit treasure in his hand. ”

The shopkeeper said again, worried that Fang Junmei didn't know him, and he also showed the appearance of Gaode.

Fang Junmei was stunned when he heard this, nodded slightly, his heart relaxed, but his eyes became a little complicated.

For Gao De, Fang Junmei is both grateful to him, but also wary of him, and sometimes wants to ask him for help, and his emotions are very complicated.

Gao De can pinch and calculate, and he is clever and cunning, so he definitely doesn't need Fang Junmei to worry about anything.

And Gaode's inheritance is very mysterious, and Fang Junmei is not surprised that he has the best innate spirit treasure in his hand.

......

"Did you two of them get caught?"

After a while, Fang Junmei asked again, and the question was more about Chunbingbo.

The shopkeeper shook his head and replied: "I only heard that they have treasures in their hands, and there are many monks looking for them, but whether anyone has found them and grabbed the treasure, the juniors really don't know." ”

Fang Junmei nodded slightly.

"Any other news?"

The shopkeeper thought for a while, shook his head and said, "As far as the younger generation knows, there is no other sensational news." ”

Fang Junmei nodded slightly.

"Senior, I heard that the Hundred Clans Sacred Domain next door is lively one after another, and there are even two supreme monks, who have exposed the best innate spirit treasures, and the seniors can also go there to take a look. ”

The shopkeeper said.

Fang Junmei smiled and nodded.

After asking a few more questions, he put down a storage bag and walked out the door.

......

Walking in the market, wandering, thinking about what is on your mind.

When he arrived here, Fang Junmei couldn't help but be at a loss in his heart, and he didn't know where to go.

After thinking for a while, he first sold the stolen goods in the city, and sold the treasures and other things that he didn't like from the side of the wicked people at a cheap price in the city, and cut them at a lazy price.

Then he left the city, and flew in the direction of the vicissitudes of life!

I still decided to meet the mysterious old man in the green robe again, and ask him for advice on the places that are suitable for him to comprehend the three changes of the Dao heart.

......

It took more than 40 years to come, and after the void and hurried away, it only took more than ten years to see the vicissitudes of life from afar.

After only a glance from a distance, Fang Jun's eyebrows condensed slightly.

The desolate world that once seemed to be like a giant dragon rolling, suddenly uprooted into a mountain, suddenly collapsed into a huge basin, and was dusty, is now a calm place, and even has grown a lot of grass and trees, and has become an ordinary place of mountains and fields.

Fang Junmei's divine consciousness could not feel the existence of any spatial waves, and he no longer saw the monks who squatted and comprehended the way of space back then.

"It's not good, that space creature can't have transformed and left with that senior, right?"

Fang Junmei said in his heart, think about it, there is really a possibility!

But since I'm here, I'd better look for it.

......

The divine consciousness spreads and goes straight into the depths of the earth.

Soon, just like the extreme underground where the Southern Moonlight Overlord Wind Banner was hiding, the divine consciousness began to be blocked by the inexplicable power of heaven and earth, and it could not be explored far.

Whew—

Fang Jun's eyebrows flashed a few times, and he directly came to the depths of the underground and searched everywhere.

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