All five sects participated in that bet, and naturally they all lost to Fang Cun.

For Fang Cun to enter the Tibetan Scripture Hall of the five major sects, he also needs a sequence. He chose Mu Jianzong first.

The Mu Jianzong is located in the west of the Sect Sect, about a thousand miles away. Its gate is a mountain called the Sword Forest. There are many strange peaks in the mountains, and the roads are straight to the sky, like a ghostly axe. From a distance, it looked like a magic sword with a handle, chaotically inserted on the ground.

Having asked Xiao Qingliu to pass the post in advance, Mu Jianzong naturally knew that Fang Cun was coming.

When Fang Cun's Dharma ark passed through the layers of clouds and landed in front of Mu Jianzong Mountain's gate, two elders had already come over and waited.

"Excuse me, it's so abrupt, seniors don't blame, don't blame!"

Fang Cun stationed on the ark in front of the mountain gate, politely, and saluted the two elders in a warm greeting.

And the two elders of Mu Jianzong looked at Fang Cun with a somewhat helpless expression. As early as when Mu Jianzong and the other four lost the bet, they knew that there would be such a day. There have been many discussions and discussions to see how to deal with this matter, but I did not expect that the second son of Fang came so soon, and they had not even discussed a good countermeasure.

I want to come from the family Mu Jianzong. It is the end of the five major sects. It is not much better than the Shoushanzong. Moreover, the distance between the two sects is relatively close. Many conflicts of interest are also the most obvious. In the ranks of the six sects, I am afraid that it is the first one to be affected, that is, Jianzong Mu, who is reluctant in his heart. How can I make the two elders happy?

The laughter was like crying, and he reluctantly said, "I don't know how long Elder Fangcun intends to watch?"

Fang Cun smiled and said: "If you can earn more insight, it will be more than a few days, if you can earn some insight, it will be good. If you don't have insight, there will be no complaints!"

Elder Mu Jianzong Chuan Gong sighed, and said, "The son, come with me!"

"You go and get off the boat, pack your gifts, and I will see Sect Master Mu Jian later!"

Fang Cun turned around and exhorted Xiao Qingliu and Yuqing to leave, then smiled and turned around, stepping on the mist under the feet of the two elders to rise in the air. Today, Jianzong Mu is still in a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, and it seems that Fang Cun is here. There are not many in Mu Jianzong.

After all, Fang Cun killed the dog demon not long ago, which has already caused the entire Qingjiang County people to panic. No one knows if the old Mr. Fan who is on top will cause any trouble, let alone this one. The disaster, will it affect all the county sects in Qingjiang all at once, so at this time, Mu Jianzong's attitude towards the second son of Fang in front of him is somewhat respectful...

"Haha, the second son of the good teacher learned that my Mu Jianzong inherited for 800 years, and the magical skills have never been passed on. Even the disciples who learned from my Mu Jianzong and went down the mountain, if they don’t get the sect. Allowed, it is not allowed to pass on magical powers to future generations. After all, every magical power is the hard work of our ancestors. If our younger generations easily teach them to others, wouldn't we be disrespectful to our ancestors?"

Stepping on Tengyun, the elder Yue on the left side explained with a wry smile: "However, in the battle of Crow Mountain, all five of my sects were defeated by Young Master Fang, although this...well, anyway, If you lose, you lose. My Sword Sect has inherited the 800-year-old sect, so naturally I won’t be shameless, so this...the second son of Fang will see it, that’s okay, I just hope, don’t spread the word..."

"Spell magical power, can't it be spread?"

Fang Cun smiled and said, "If I have an enlightenment and pass it to the sect disciple, will it be regarded as an outcast?"

The two Mu Jianzong elders suddenly looked a little embarrassed, and said: "This...we think it's better..."

"Why are the two elders so worried?"

Fang Cun smiled and said to them: "Fang Er only looks at the magical powers of the magic arts, and dare not fight the idea of ​​the treasured body magic of the Mu Jianzong. If there is no treasured body magic, then the magical magical powers will only be cultivated, and they will not be obtained. The essence of Mu Jianzong, let’s say that, when the Great Xia Immortal Emperor ruled Dongshan, the world's prefectures bowed their heads. Had they been ordered to pay the sect skills and secrets in the palace? Did Mu Jianzong not pay? "

The two Mu Jianzong elders looked a little embarrassed, especially the Yue elder, at this time, he was a little bit embarrassed.

Earlier, he led Mu Jianzong and Wuzong to kill monsters in Crow Mountain. When he made this bet with Shoushanzong, he actually said to Zongmen and got the consent of the lord, but unexpectedly, the incident happened suddenly. , Mu Jianzong's seemingly winning bet was actually lost. Not only did he not make a profit, but even his own magical skills were to be seen, which caused the Sect Master to make a big fire.

The sect master became angry, and naturally someone had to push the tank, so he was now in a difficult situation within the sect.

He naturally knew that it was the Sect Master who angered him, but he couldn't say anything.

Just bear it silently.

Fang Cun also smiled, without saying more, and followed the two elders to the left of Jianlin.

It was also at this time that Fang Cun’s Dharma ark, under the guidance of the deacons of the Shoushan Sect, came to the left of Mu Jianzong, and soon reached a valley. The deacon said: "The Dharma boat stops here. Yes, you can rest here on weekdays!"

"Do you live here?"

Yu Qingli glanced at it, and suddenly frowned slightly.

This is a small valley with three or two houses in it, which look dilapidated and full of cobwebs.

He is a clean temper. When he saw it, he was naturally a little uncomfortable. He was thinking about how many times he had to clean before he could barely live. However, the Mu Jianzong deacon saw his appearance. He sank slightly, thinking he was dissatisfied.

But if I got the order in advance, I naturally couldn't give in, just said: "If you want to live, this is it!"

Yu Qingli heard some aggressiveness from their words, suddenly wrinkled slightly, and glanced at them.

The deacons were taken aback, and they all stepped back, as if they were facing an enemy.

"Haha, don't be nervous, don't be nervous, we are not malicious, let's move down the gift prepared by the son first!"

The little Aoyagi on one side saw him and quickly persuaded him with a smile.

Seeing Xiao Qingliu's temper so good, Yu Qingli gave him a surprised look.

However, the deacons of the Mu Jianzong were a little disapproving, and they all knew that the suzerain had lost the bet, and they were very upset about opening their Buddhist scripture hall to the Shoushanzong disciples. All sorts of arrangements were naturally justified. It can't be too grand, the attitude is there, anyway, our Mu Jianzong is like this, you live here if you want, or whatever you want.

It's not that we entered the Buddhist scripture hall of your Sect, and we still need to see if your faces are not good?

When I thought about it this way, I saw that Xiao Qingliu had pulled Yu Qingli on the ark and began to move things down.

Several deacons watched on the side, and didn't mean to help, let them move three boxes down.

Then Xiao Qingliu opened one of the boxes, his eyes straightened suddenly.

"This……"

Their voices are already trembling.

Xiaoqing Liu smiled and said, "My son never likes to take advantage of others!"

...

...

At this time, Fang Cun had already arrived in front of the Tibetan Scripture Hall under the guidance of the two Mu Jianzong elders, and saw that the Mu Jianzong Tibetan Scripture Hall was about seven feet tall, which looked very rugged. Several disciples guarded the temple. , It seemed rather ancient and solemn. After pushing the door and entering, you saw an open space three feet square at first, and inside, there were rows and rows of black shelves.

On the shelf, there were all kinds of allusions, which clearly showed the background of Mu Jianzong.

"Second Young Master Fang wants to see what you want, please do it, just before watching, uh, say hello to my deacon..."

The elder Yue made his face smile hard and nodded.

Fang Cun nodded gently, then stepped forward slowly, came to a shelf, took a scripture, slowly turned over, then put it down again, and continued to walk forward, as if he wanted to be roughly Find out what is in this Tibetan scripture hall.

The two elders who accompanied him and the deacons looked at him nervously and distressedly.

And Fang Cun didn’t pay attention to them. He just paced slowly, turning left, and looking right. He soon discovered that in the temple of Mu Jianzong’s Tibetan scriptures, what was placed in front of them was for Daxia Qi refiners. Certain records and the geography of the world are extremely lacking in the scriptures and meanings of practice, and further down, you can see some notes of the enlightenment of soul-inspiring, controlling things and other techniques.

And further in, you can see that the scriptures are getting less and less, and there are few magic methods to build the foundation.

When you reach the last area of ​​this Tibetan scripture hall, it is obvious that the prohibition is much more complicated, and the shelves are also jade, and some magical places dedicated to protecting precious verses such as dust expelling and forbidden spirits have been added, but they simply see these shelves. They were all empty. At first glance, they were empty and empty, with nothing placed, in stark contrast to the dazzling array of classics on the shelves in front.

"This is... emptied?"

Fang Cun looked at it, but smiled faintly in his heart.

This Sword Sect Mu does seem to be stingy. He came here because he won the bet, not because he was begging them. But now after he came to the door, there was not only a fairy banquet to catch the wind, but even them. The suzerain did not show up, and this is nothing. The most funny thing is that in this Tibetan scripture hall, the precious magic codes and the seven sword-style secret codes have all been emptied.

What am I going to see you here?

Those places are disgusting, strange and strange, don't I go to the street to spend a few big men to buy?

When Fang Cun moved to the last area ~lightnovelpub.net~, the two deacons and elders of Mu Jianzong were also a little nervous.

They were also worried. Fang Cun saw something and came to question, but the lord did not allow it, so what could be done, so at this time they were anxiously recalling the draft they had prepared before, thinking about how Fang Cun’s question should be answered. ...

But surprisingly, Fang Cun did not question.

He just swept the hall briefly, then smiled and said, "Okay, let's go!"

The two Mu Jianzong elders were slightly startled, and tentatively asked, "The son wants to go back and rest first?"

"No!"

Fang Cun shook his head and said with a smile: "Mu Jianzong's Buddhist scripture hall, I have already seen it, so I should leave!"

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