Fang Xing was a little nervous, he knew that the supernatural spirit of the Taishang Transformation Spirit Sutra could allow him to use the cultivation of the method of "refining and refining qi" without restrictions, the speed was amazing, if it aroused the covetousness of this white-haired young man, I was afraid that it would not be a good thing, after all, this white-haired guy was too high in cultivation, and he could kill himself with one finger, even if he wanted to play with others, he was not qualified to play with his life.

Unexpectedly, the white-haired young man just sighed lightly and said, "Qingyun Sect's apprentice selection rules, there are still loopholes, you have such a peculiar physique, you have always been regarded as a disciple with D-level qualifications in the outer gate, even I only found out occasionally!"

"Physique?"

Fang Xingqi said: "What kind of physique am I?"

The white-haired young man smiled slightly and said, "Isn't it strange that you can directly digest this kind of wine made of demon pills?"

Fang Xing was slightly stunned in his heart, and said nonchalantly: "You should eat, you should drink, who cares about this?"

The white-haired young man seemed to see the flickering meaning in his eyes, so he smiled slightly, and said: "I can probably guess what you are worried about, but this is superfluous, when I fed you the healing elixir, I found that you can quickly absorb the spiritual energy, so I felt a little strange, after careful investigation, I found that your physique is different from ordinary people, and your digestion capacity is more than ten times that of ordinary people!"

He paused, stroked his forehead gently, and said: "In the past few days, I have checked some classics, and I think you are likely to have a hidden ancient gluttonous bloodline, the ancient demon gluttonous clan, with the ability to devour the sky and eat the earth, your ancestors, should be the bloodline left by the combination of gluttony and humans, passed to your generation, although the bloodline has faded, but it also makes you have the ability to directly devour the elixir!"

The white-haired young man said very seriously, although it was just a conjecture, he did not doubt his thoughts, because he did not find out that there were other exercise trajectories in Fang Xing's body, and he could only attribute this characteristic to Fang Xing's special physique, and in his cognition, those who could generate this kind of physique were only possible for those demon barbarians with the bloodline of the gluttonous clan.

In this matter, his profound knowledge became an obstacle to him, ignoring other possibilities.

"What is this? You're born of monsters and humans, and your whole family is ......."

Fang Xing listened, but he directly slandered in his heart, thinking that this is not a curse?

Of course, the white-haired young man understood it this way, and he couldn't ask for it, so naturally he wouldn't expose it.

Bai Qianzhang saw that his face changed slightly, so he smiled and said: "The world despises mixed-blood demon barbarians, I understand that you cover up this fact, but you don't have to be so self-conscious, demons are also living beings, and they often have natural strange powers, and they are prone to some special bloodlines, so the cultivation world is not too disgusted with demon barbarians, besides, your bloodline is relatively easy to hide!"

"Uh...... Hehe, yes, I don't say that no one can see it......"

Fang Xing admitted his words, smiled, and picked up the gourd beside him.

After pouring a sip of spiritual wine, he felt that the Dao essence in his body had dissolved.

However, he suddenly felt that there was something wrong with the taste of the wine in this gourd, which was very different from the spirit wine he had brewed before.

The white-haired young man smiled and said, "I tasted the spirit wine you brewed, and the taste was really bad, so I used a new recipe to brew it, not only does it taste much better, but the effect should be stronger than before, so I will give it to you!"

Saying that, his fingers lightly touched Fang Xing's forehead, and Fang Xing knew the sea, and he had one more thought.

It turned out to be a prescription, which is the method of explaining how to brew spiritual wine.

Fang Xing was overjoyed and said with a smile: "Ouch, thank you so much!"

The white-haired young man smiled slightly, and said: "No defense, I let you participate in the beheading diagram before, it is also dangerous, this medicine is convenient to be counted as part of my compensation for you, the mystery in the beheading diagram, you can understand it thoroughly?"

When he said this, his usually indifferent expression seemed a little dignified, and he seemed to be very concerned.

"Tell the truth or tell a lie?"

This thought quickly flashed through Fang Xing's heart.

However, he soon decided to tell the truth, because even if he said the meaning of the beheading diagram he had attained, he would not lose much, but if he told a lie, he would risk angering this powerful person, and it would not do him any good.

Of course, his pleasing view of this white-haired young man is also a very important reason.

When he encounters danger, he is always quick-witted, but in normal times, he is very arrogant, and he always looks at people intuitively.

"Actually, it's very simple, the subtlety of this beheading picture is the anger of the beheaded person, as if that anger can stimulate a certain power in my body, so that my spiritual power is all differentiated into a terrible flame......" Fang Xing thought about it slowly, and said seriously: "But if you only understand that flame, it seems that you can't control it, you will fall down, and you also need to understand the sword intent in the painting......"

"Sword intent?"

The white-haired young man was stunned, it seemed that he had already understood the matter of anger, but it was the first time he had heard of the sword intent.

Fang Xing nodded and said, "That's right, after all, no matter how angry this beheaded guy is, he still has his head cut off, which shows that the sword intent is stronger than his anger, and the second layer of mystery contained in this beheading diagram is that sword intent......"

The white-haired young man fell silent, and after a long time, he smiled bitterly: "Is that all...... It's a pity......"

With a wry laugh, the white-haired young man let out a long sigh and left the stone room.

Outside the cave, he took out the beheading picture, looked at it for a long time, and sighed: "I thought that there would be some kind of immortal-level skill hidden in this picture, which could help me break through the golden pill and achieve the Yuan Baby, and the longevity would be twice as much, but I didn't expect that there was only evil fire and sword intent in this picture, all of which were fighting techniques, but there was no cultivation skill, after all, I had no possibility of continuing my life......"

"Do you really want to go back?"

Bai Qianzhang pondered outside the cave for a long time, and his body was motionless, like a statue.

After three hours passed, he suddenly waved one sleeve, but a small purple stone plaque flew out of the sleeve, the stone plaque, seven fingers long and four fingers wide, the material was quite extraordinary, and it faintly exuded spiritual light.

As soon as it appeared in the air, the aura between heaven and earth seemed to come to it like a life.

Bai Qianzhang looked at the stone plaque intently, and after a while, suddenly the white hair moved, but a golden light flew out from the zenith, straight up to the sky, and actually laid down a complicated and simple magic circle, this magic circle, covering this stone forest, making this stone forest seem to have become a place isolated from heaven and earth, no one can detect it with divine thoughts, nor can it be connected with secret techniques.

After doing these things, Bai Qianzhang hesitated slightly, and suddenly poked out his index finger and lightly tapped on the purple stone plaque, and the air ripples of the Tao were emitted with the stone plaque as the center, and after a while, the stone plaque actually became larger, and the front became like a jade mirror, and then the cloud and smoke on the mirror gradually dissipated, and countless sounds and shadows changed from the inside, slowly becoming clear.

A big man with a lion face and purple eyes appeared from the mirror, his eyes were gloomy, he was tall, wearing a wide purple robe, sitting on a jade treasure chair, his eyes were gloomy and terrifying, in his eyes, there seemed to be an infinite sea of blood surging, countless souls rolled in his eyes, struggling, and even occasionally someone, in his eyes stretched out a hand for help, silently screaming.

However, as the purple-eyed man blinked, his eyes returned to calm, and the unjust soul in the sea of blood disappeared.

"Lao Jiu, is that you?"

The purple-eyed man spoke, his voice was low, like a thunderous voice: "You are finally willing to contact the family!"

When Bai Qianzhang heard this voice, his eyes suddenly became sad, which was completely different from his usual indifferent appearance.

The purple-eyed man in the mirror was silent for a while, and suddenly his eyes blinked, and it seemed that a few black smoke flew out of his pupils.

Bai Qianzhang let out a long sigh and said, "Don't be in vain, I have already laid out the Great Array of Deception, and you can't find out where I am!"

The purple-eyed man sneered and said, "You are really still as careful as before, but what's the use of being careful? You are willing to contact me now, it must be because you don't have much longevity, right? You are indeed a genius, at that time, the family treated you like that, you can secretly form a golden pill, and even made a blockbuster, took the beheading picture of the coffin, and quietly escaped, and hid it for so many years, the family has never given up looking for you, but you can never be found, it can be seen that your ability is indeed good......"

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