"Moreover, the demand for this liquid medicine is a bit large, and the other is that it needs to be reused every time it drives the cicada for twenty-three years. ”

"Wonderful, wonderful!" Shen Pingqi high-fived and praised: "Great! I originally wanted to abandon those small sects that were piecemeal, but I didn't expect this trick! Dong Zhen, you immediately send someone to find out, that day Silkworm Valley did not understand the method of driving the cicada for twenty-three years. ”

Dong Zhen raised his hand, and a sword light flew away through the air.

There is also a reason why the Bitter Sword Sect can stand on Fulong Mountain for thousands of years. No matter how big or small the sect is, the Bitter Sword Sect will carefully arrange for the hidden entrance. In this way, no matter what major movements these sects had, they would not be able to escape the eyes of the Bitter Sword Sect. Of course, there must be hidden secretions of other sects within the Bitter Sword Sect, and this is unavoidable.

Fang Zhuo looked at the disappearing sword light and felt that Jiang was still old and spicy. I thought about it, but I forgot that the Silkworm Valley itself is playing with insects, maybe people really understand the driving method of the cicada in the past twenty-three years.

While they were drinking and studying how to knock bamboo sticks, Fang Zhuo listened for a while and simply hid aside to meditate on the new method of refining incense given by the general outline of the talisman.

Shen Pingqi saw that his apprentice was working so hard, and he smiled knowingly with Wang Pinglin and Dong Zhen, and no one bothered him.

They are happy here, ready to welcome a bumper harvest, in the apse of Pingyun Palace, the Hanmei Fairy Luo Hongsleeve can't sit still. The duck that came to his mouth just now flew, and Luo Hongsleeve was really unwilling in his heart. If Fang Zhuo, the thin and weak low-level disciple of the Dao Dao just now, was so important, Luo Hongsleeve would definitely find a way to hold him down at the first opportunity. But then the heavyweights of the Bitter Sword Sect appeared one after another, and she, an outsider, didn't even have the right to speak.

Now that he has been waiting in Pingyun Hall for so long, there is no news, and Luo Hongsleeve can only work his two good sisters.

However, this inquiry, Luo Hongsleeve was also secretly surprised.

It turned out that Zhou Baiping and Lu Zhu'er had never heard of such a person as Fang Zhuo before. The two of them summoned the acquaintances of the Heavenly Fu Hall and asked, this Fang Zhuo was actually a new disciple who had just started for a few days!

A newcomer who has just started dares to scream with Lei Ming? And he has such a close relationship with several mysterious ancestors? Zhou Baiping is calm and quiet by nature, and he doesn't want to think too much if he can't think through it, but Lu Zhu'er was aroused by curiosity.

It wasn't until dusk that news finally came, and after hearing the news, Luo Hongsleeve was a little puzzled. Dong Zhen sent someone to inform him that the Bitter Sword Sect wanted to borrow the set of ancient incense refining utensils collected by the Jade Rui Sect to study it, and at the same time, he also informed the sects to send all the spiritual materials that could be found that were related to dragon qi, and Fang Zhuo had to test the medicinal properties one by one before he could determine if he could help them.

Similar news was quickly passed on to all the sects that asked for help from the Bitter Sword Sect.

"If it weren't for Dayu Kingdom, why would we be so worried about Linggu?"

Yurui Sect, a middle-aged beautiful woman said indignantly under a huge vermilion white magnolia tree. A long-range flying talisman was thrown out by her. The canopy of the vermilion white magnolia tree, which is thirty feet high, suddenly flew down a petal.

The petals of the vermilion white magnolia have a trace of irregular blood-like red, hence the name. This kind of spirit tree is very rare, the petals are delicate, but it contains a very rich aura. The delicate and moist vermilion white magnolia petals fluttered in the wind, as if it were a coincidence or necessity, and it and the same random flying letter touched lightly in the air.

The next moment, the talisman suddenly disintegrated, turning into countless tiny debris floating in the air.

The vermilion white magnolia was still slowly falling, as if nothing had happened.

"Master, even if there is no Dayu country, this matter is extremely troublesome for us. A woman who was standing quietly clenched her fists and whispered, "Our vast expanse of spiritual flowers has been invaded by these insects. They seem to prefer the spiritual flower fields that are full of spiritual power. ”

"What does Yunshang think about this?" asked the middle-aged beauty, turning her head.

Beside the Huaxin woman, a woman who was about the same age as her and had the same beautiful appearance had been standing there quietly. When she heard the question, she slowly lowered her head and replied in a low voice: "Yunshang is up to the master to decide. There was no joy or sorrow on this woman's face, but like a beautiful puppet.

A trace of annoyance and a faint remorse flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged beauty. She sighed, waved her hand, and said, "You guys go, just do what the Bitter Sword Sect says." If we don't have those 10,000 acres of spirit flowers, our Jade Rui Sect will really hurt our vitality. ”

Without waiting for the two of them to take a few steps, they suddenly heard the middle-aged beautiful woman say something from behind: "Since all parties say that Fang Zhuo is quite extraordinary, since this time it is the right time for him to ask for him, Yehua might as well add an article to our reward, the contemporary disciples of our sect, choose one of them and form a Taoist couple with him." ”

"Master............. The Huaxin woman was obviously taken aback, and turned around and said, "This contemporary disciple? But that Fang Zhuo's cultivation is ............. ”

"But what?!Cultivation, cultivation, can he impress a few old monsters of the Bitter Sword Sect with his cultivation?"

"Yes!" the woman named Yehua bowed slowly.

And the fairy in the cloud dress, since she inquired about the middle-aged beauty's words, her expression still did not change, but her eyes were full of pain............

Watching the two disciples walk down the mountain, the middle-aged beautiful woman slowly sat under the vermilion mark white magnolia tree, and muttered: "The Bitter Sword Sect is the only one, when will my Jade Rui Sect come out? This time it is the Heavenly Aid Bitter Sword Sect, they are holding the lifeblood of tens of thousands of acres of spiritual flowers in my Jade Rui Sect, and they will inevitably open their mouths." ”

Behind him, the branches and leaves of the vermilion mark white magnolia with a thickness of nearly ten zhang fluttered, making a rustling sound.

At this moment, the same scene was playing out in the large and small sects of Fulong Mountain.

Fang Zhuo retreated.

In the first move, he had already gone out.

The Heavenly Silkworm Valley directly sent several senior uncles in charge of the teaching, veteran figures. These old guys got the image of the twenty-three year cicada, and began to rush into the vast Fulong Mountain with their disciples and grandchildren. According to Fang Zhuo's guidance, twenty-three years the cicada would not be more than a thousand kilometers away from the place where the green-winged flying borer was raging. However, there are now dozens of large outbreaks in the Fulong Mountains and nearly 200 small-scale ones. There won't be so many cicadas in these twenty-three years, and it's hard to guess where they'll be concentrated. Moreover, these twenty-three years cicadas are small compared to their peers, and they are good at hiding, so it is not easy to find them.

However, the Heavenly Silkworm Valley is definitely going all out this time. I have always wanted to go to the next level in the cultivation realm of Fulong Mountain, and now this opportunity can be said to be a pie in the sky! How many sects can this appreciate! The disciples of the Heavenly Silkworm Valley are definitely enthusiastic!

Fang Zhuo directly put these things aside. No matter how the Heavenly Silkworm Valley tosses, in the end, the biggest benefit will definitely fall on the Bitter Sword Sect, which is naturally handled by others.

Fang Zhuo looked at the pile of strange-shaped utensils in front of him, and was really a little dumbfounded.

When he really had to do it, he realized that the steps of refining incense were so complicated and extremely difficult!

Not for anything else, although this set of utensils is very complete, at the same time it is lapis gold, bloodshot crystal and thousand-eyed white copper, almost every piece is refined from high-quality materials, but these things do not match the incense refining process recorded in the general outline of the talisman!