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

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

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

"Because you think the blood gourd evil spirit 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 ... really disgusts me. "

"You ..." Su Tang shook his head: "This is your own business. I will give you some suggestions at most, but I will never make a choice for you."

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

"Thanks? Why did you suddenly become a little angry?" Su Tang frowned.

"I was touched by you, okay?" Fang Yizhe was helpless, and then changed the topic: "Who is that old man? How do I feel that he is familiar?"

"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 froze.

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

"Why send him to Jingtao City?" Fang Yizhe immediately understood: "Xi Boss is over there?"

"Huh." Su Tang nodded.

"It's okay," Fang Yizhe murmured, "Xi Bo's family died in that battle, her mood must be unhappy, there is a Zhong Shu with her, how much is a make up, otherwise the time is long, Xi The boss may go to the other extreme ... "Before he finished, Fang Yizhe discovered that Su Tang had been staring at him, thinking that there was something wrong, and looked down at his body.

After searching for a while, I found nothing. Fang Yizhe was a little puzzled. When he saw Su Tang still looking at him, he frowned: "What are you looking at me for?"

"What did you just say, are you evaluating Xiaoru, or are you evaluating yourself?" Su Tangdao

"Hehe ..." Fang Yizhe smiled, and then changed the subject again: "I have almost checked Mo Yushan's things."

"Oh?" Su Tang was immediately interested.

"As you said before, on September 9 of the Temple of Resurrection, with Sha Ju as the letter, there are thirty days under it. There are thirty night watchmen and janitors.

"Yes," Su Tang said.

"In Hong'an Town, Liangshui Town, Yuehan Town, and Nanshan Town near Moyu Mountain, there are a lot of people planting hosta flowers." Fang Yizhe said: "I initially thought it was because Mo Yushan was not far from the poisonous dragon territory, Flowers can detoxify poisons, so some people plant this herb specifically, and later found that something is wrong. "

"What's wrong?" Su Tang asked.

"Remember the battle of the magic sword last year?" Fang Yizhe said: "The fool took the magic sword and fled into the domain of the poisonous dragon, and the practitioners of the various sect gates arrived. Those with antidote can only wait outside.A few days later, some people heard that there were a lot of hosta flowers, and several pharmacists came over, preparing for a large number of purchases, and then refining the antidote, but the residents in the town refused Their request. "

"If they are willing to sell the hosta flowers to the pharmacist, there is still a reasonable explanation, but they refused, obviously it is ... The drunkard's intention is not to drink" Fang Yizhe continued: "Also, the hosta flowers are on the six , July and August bloom, if you infer according to your words, they should be the days of June, July and August.

"In addition to the fact that the people of Xiangsheng Hall copied the Ten Ancestors' Meeting, they all infiltrated Mo Yushan, so I'm sure that there is a nest in Xiangsheng Hall," Fang Yizhe finally came to a conclusion.

"Then we should go to Mo Yushan?" Su Tang said.

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

"Why?" Su Tang said.

"Isn't this obvious?" Fang Yizhe smiled and said: "You are a great respect, come and go freely, who can stop you? But we are different, and, according to the month of flowering, the Temple of Life is potentially more than a mountain. The people are obviously stronger than September. In case there is any disharmony, you can go away. Where are we going? "

"OK, Xiao Fang, have you learned to play tricks on me?" Su Tang said.

"Why ..." Fang Yizhe showed amazement.

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

"Oh, to be honest, I really don't need it." Fang Yizhe said: "Now Du Qingyi is dead, no one can come over and fight for me. The position of the head of the Seventh Headquarters must be mine."

"It's one thing if you can become the head of the Seventh Headquarters." Su Tang said: "After you are in power, how much support will be given to you from the General Altar is another matter. The cause and effect of the Battle of Peacock Mountain I want to come to your main altar and check it out. If you know that you have avenged yourself and bit off a big piece of meat in the hall of life, the elders of the main altar will definitely surprise you. Have you really not thought of this? "

"Oh, how can you bargain with you so hard?" Fang Yizhe smiled bitterly: "To be honest, I think about the past, but now it is different from the past. If I have taken the position of the head office of the head office, after a period of business, naturally Not afraid of losses, but ... if they are too heavy for my loss here, they exclude me ... then my work this year has become a joke "

"Oh ... you mean, if I go to Mo Yushan and stir them upside down, then you must take someone to pick up the cheap, if I lose money, then you naturally don't need to pass?" Su Tang Road.

"Su Tang, you are the smartest in the world, yes, that's what I mean." Fang Yizhe said with a smile: "Really, I can't afford it now. It's nothing to deal with Du Qingyi. The Golden Beifeng Society is a bit thin , I know it clearly, they ca n’t come up with other tricks, but they can deal with the Temple of Health ... I ’m not quite sure. "

"What do you think I am so beautiful about?" Su Tang sneered.

"Who can work hard" Fang Yizhe said: "As long as you wipe out all the Da Zun level practitioners near Mo Yushan, my people will arrive later."

Su Tang frowned, he understood Fang Yizhe's concerns, because he is now a great respect, and ordinary practitioners encountered the existence of the great respect, there is no power to fight back.

"Su Tang, just like you back Qian Qianfeng, they trust me and are willing to entrust their future and destiny to me, and I will always be worthy of them." Fang Yizhe said.

Under the weird starry sky, the handsome young man walked slowly forward. His pace was as stable as before, and it seemed that every step he took left a deep footprint on the ground.

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

An old man sat on the hill thousands of meters away, and the two people's eyes crossed a long distance and collided heavily.

The handsome young man frowned, and the old man sighed. At the next moment, the old man's forehead was centered, and one eye was slowly opening.

Bright white light was emitted from the old man's eyes, and the whole plain was enveloped in an instant. Countless sands were stirred up and flew to the sky, immediately condensing into a dust storm covering the sky and the sun.

"Why is this again?" With the sigh of the old man, the sandstorm rapidly hovering in the sky suddenly stopped, and then fell down at the same time. That kind of momentum, as if the entire starry sky began to collapse.

Sand and dust fell on the ground, forming a peculiar small world, with mountains and water, ditches, mulberry fields and houses, and countless small clay figures.

The little clay figurines are active, some are plowing in the field, some are frolicking by the river, some are driving the carriage to the distance, some are chatting under the tree, and some are studying hard in their own garden .

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

Around the small world, there are mountain and mountain arch guards, which block the small world strictly, but there is a road that should lead to the outside of the small world, but at the exit of the road is blocked by a huge stone, and there is no way to go. Go out.

Beyond the small world, there are countless huge monsters wandering around, one by one, with a tremendous amount of muscles and bones, showing a sense of power and physique, far exceeding the clay figures in the small world.

A handsome young man glanced around, his eyes falling on a weird little clay figure

Other little clay figurines are struggling to do their own things. Only the little clay figurine is not interested in anything else. It is only trying to climb along the road outside the small world. As time goes by, It goes higher and higher, gradually approaching the highest point of the mountain.

Finally, it came to an end, saw the boulder blocking the road, and then pushed hard to try to push the boulder away.

The boulder shook, and a small gravel fell from the boulder.

When the small gravel fell off the cliff and fell on the plain, all the monsters wandering around turned their heads and looked at the boulder with the gap.

The bloodthirsty longings of the monsters, and the savage violent anger, were shown as wonderful and heavy, and they seemed to hang down from the stars, so that the handsome young man could not help bending down .

"This is me?" The handsome young man smiled a little, and his eyes never left the distinctive little clay figurine.

"This is me," the old man whispered. With his voice, another little clay figure rose from the boulder and sat on it.

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

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

"What?" Asked the handsome young man.

"Do you really want this world to become alive?" The old man said one by one: "Ren Yu Kou was standing in your place. He turned back. Should you ... should you turn back?"

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

For a long time, spiritual practice has always been everything for him. He has never moved forward and never looked back. However, the true meaning of these pictures in front of him makes him a little scared and hesitant.

He can not care about his own life and death, but it really triggers the fall of the whole world, he cannot bear it.

The old west wind horse ...

Today's Su Tang is riding a thin horse and swaying on the dirt road. His clothes are very ordinary, with a sword on his back, and there are many wears on the sheath of the sword.It looks like an extreme. Downcast samurai.

When the sun went down, Su Tang finally walked into Hong'an Town. Hong'an Town is a small town with only five or six hundred households. It is located in a remote area, there is almost no caravan, and there are not many pedestrians on the street. Outsiders like Su Tang are very conspicuous, and from time to time someone pointed at Su Tang's back.

Su Tang walked along the street casually. The shops along the way were complete, but there was no hotel. It seems that people here are not used to it or do not like to have outsiders to stay temporarily.

Under an apricot tree full of fruits, Sutangle lived with the horse, then rolled over and jumped down.

"Hey, kid, what's that?" The two men came out of the shop and shouted rudely.

"I heard there are many hosta flowers here ..." Su Tang said.

"Our hosta flowers do not take out, go out," one of the men yelled and reached out to grab Su Tang.

Su Tang reached out and waved, a black smoke flew out, and floated on another red high wall in the street. At the next moment, Su Tang suddenly appeared on the high wall, and then floated into the hospital.

There is a small pavilion in the courtyard. There are stone tables and stone chairs in the pavilion. A middle-aged man sits on the stone chair and looks at Su Tang side in amazement.

The magic sword appeared in the palm of Su Tang, and then Su Tang turned the spirit vein, waved the sword forward, the sword strength rolled out like lightning, and was bombarding the stone table in front of the middle-aged man, shattering the stone table.

There seems to be an organization in the stone table.Because many broken springs shoot around, plus the gravel, the middle-aged man has no time to react, he was beaten to the head, and his body was involuntarily backward. Fall down.

Su Tangxuan released the second sword again, and Jian Jin shattered the stone chair. Then he retracted the magic sword and walked towards the small pavilion while looking at the surrounding scenery.

"Does he ... dare to spread wild in Hongan Town?" The two big men roared over the high wall, jumped into the courtyard, and then chased Su Tang.

Even the wall has to be climbed. The two big Hans are not even cultivators, but after all, if they are cultivators, they can sense the majestic sword meaning contained in the two swords of Su Tang, Give them 800 courage, they dare not chase in.

Su Tang has walked into the pavilion, watching the middle-aged man struggling to climb up, and then throwing a punch outward, his fists greeted the two big men, who were hit by the fist, and his figure He flew upside down violently and flew more than ten meters away, hitting the courtyard wall heavily, hitting a splash of blood.

"Why are you hurting people here?" The middle-aged man struggled.

"How many months are you a night watchman?" Su Tang asked softly.

The middle-aged man was startled and looked at the broken gravel, as if he wanted to find something.

"Do you know? For any sect, the most deadly thing is to form a stereotype, especially one that thinks it's perfect." Su Tang said slowly: "It's perfect. Naturally, it has to be extended to the outside world, but, the world Where is there any perfection? It used to look flawless, just because there were not enough people thinking about it.

"Your Excellency, I don't know what you're talking about," the middle-aged man said in a hoarse voice. He pretended to try hard to get up, but his hands touched in the gravel.

Su Tang suddenly raised his foot and was kicking on the chest of the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man screamed and flew into the air, falling among a cluster of purple-blue hosta flowers.

"I have learned a lesson once, how can I suffer the same loss again?" Su Tang shook his head: "You are going to die, I may not be able to stop it, but you can't even take a single hair off with the things here. . "

At this moment, shouting and killing sounds were heard outside. Then, the figures of Fang Yizhe and Chen Yan turned over the red courtyard wall and fell in.

"What happened outside?" Su Tang said.

"I don't care about the ordinary people here, but all practitioners have to die." Fang Yizhe said lightly: "They will practice in Hong'an Town, and it must be related to the Temple of Life."

"It's up to you." Su Tang frowned.

"Yu Xin can't bear it anymore? You are really a good person." Fang Yizhe laughed: "Also, these few towns, I can help you solve it, Mo Yushan, but I will not accompany you, when the time comes Do n’t mess with it ”

"You are willing to come because the benefits here are visible without taking too much risk?" Su Tang said.

"Whatever you say." Fang Yizhe turned around and said to the several practitioners who followed him: "You turn around, be careful, don't touch the organization."

"Yes, Master," a few practitioners replied respectfully, and then spread out. One of the practitioners walked to the middle-aged man, sniffed, and suddenly said: "Master, this guy's medicine is hidden in him. The neckline is very toxic and will stand dead. "

The middle-aged man was frightened and hurriedly grabbed his neckline with his hand and delivered it to his mouth. However, his attitude seemed to be not firm, hesitating, and he did not bite the neckline.

"Can you save him?" Fang Yizhe asked.

"Five-five points." The practitioner looked up and down at the middle-aged man: "However, even if he was saved, he was also a waste person, and his intestines were rotten and his urine was flowing, and he might as well be alive to die."

"Then kill it." Fang Yizhe frowned. "There are so many night watchmen, and he's not far behind."

"Understood." The practitioner said, and then punched the middle-aged man with a fist. The middle-aged man might be scared by the tragic scene of the intestines, or thought that the other party could really kill him, and he didn't need to take the poison again. There was no response for a while, just staring blankly at the fist.

At the next moment, the practitioner hit a middle-aged man's face with a punch. Although he did not use his spiritual power, he also smashed the middle-aged man to Venus, and then punched a few consecutive times, knocking the middle-aged man into a coma.

"Adult, is this guy really timid? I guess I can ask a lot of things." The practitioner smiled.