"There is Demon Abyss in Southern Xinjiang, but it's easy to understand. Even if he doesn't tell me, I know that Demon Abyss is in Southern Xinjiang."

He ordered all his disciples to go to the countryside for the elders of the mountain, and Fang Cun did not consider this matter for the time being. Today, the little fox is already able to provoke the main beam. In the absence of the two elders, Qingsong Hanshi, she can already maintain order and arrange affairs...

...In other words, it seems the same is true when the two elders are there.

And Fang Cun sighed for a while, then returned to Yuxiu Peak, slowly figuring out the meaning of those two sentences.

"Refining Demon Abyss is Demon Pool!"

"It's just that this magic pond is the same as the magic pond the old demon said?"

"In other words, what do you mean by refining demons for Tutian?"

"..."

Fang Cun slowly fell into thought.

Looking up, among the night stars, there are a few stars.

Heaven and earth are two words that are often mentioned in the spiritual world.

Not to mention slaying the sky, even against the sky, breaking the sky, equipping the sky, against the sky, and even the sky...

They are all common!

However, this is often just a pronoun and has no practical meaning. Therefore, the word "Tutian" left by Sect Master Xiao Xu should also refer to a certain existence. Perhaps, the sky here refers to a certain kind of symbolic "天". A certain person or power in, this may be the current Great Xia Immortal Emperor, after all, the emperor is the sky, or it may refer to the current old demon, after all, the father can also be the sky.

However, what makes Fang Cun more curious is that this may refer to another existence.

That is beyond the sky.

Tianwaitian, there is a source of Tianxin...

Although Fang Cun didn't know enough about these things now, he inexplicably felt that it might be related.

In this way, Sect Master Xiao Xu discovered that the Southern Border Demon Refining Abyss was undertaking a certain plan?

And what is meant by this plan in the end?

...

...

After thinking about the relationship inside, Fang Cun was very sure that this matter should be a major event.

The reason is simple. If this is really a plan, then this plan should have started decades ago. The death of the previous generation of the Shoushan Sect must have something to do with this plan, but it is the plan that people have to pay attention to. It doesn't matter where it is, it doesn't matter where it points, anyway, there are so many crazy things in this world, and the second king next door wants to grab the seat of the Immortal Emperor one day, it is nothing new.

However, this plan can be hidden for so many years without even revealing the least bit of wind, which makes people afraid to take it lightly.

Such a plan will either not break out or break out, which is a major event.

Especially, in Daxia nowadays, undercurrents are already surging. Who knows how much impact this will cause?

...

...

"Boom!"

After guessing for a while, Fang Cun lightly knocked on the Eight Treasure Gourd beside him, as if he was stopping by.

"Since you have been accepted by me, is there anything you want to tell me?"

There was no movement in the gourd.

"died?"

Fang Cun was a little surprised, and suddenly remembered that it was because he had not made the gourd thinner.

So he lifted up and pinched a magic trick, and the side wall of the gourd became thinner and thinner. At the end, it was a little transparent. Fang Cun immediately saw that inside the gourd, the witch who had been caught by himself was wrapped in Holding the handkerchief, he shrank in one corner and shouted loudly: "Really, I don't know anything. What can you ask me if you ask me, you should put me back quickly..."

"I'm just a spirit in the painting. If I leave the painting for too long, I will die..."

"..."

Fang Cun frowned and said to Hulu: "I didn't kill you immediately, just to save your life and ask some secrets. If you tell me something of value, I will let you out again. It will be a fair deal. What is it to let you go?"

The witch in the gourd was almost crying: "But I really don't know anything..."

Fang Cun had to sigh softly: "You hooked up with that demon and helped him harm me. Now you don't know what to say?"

"Are your demons too stupid, or has the world changed?"

"..."

The witch in the gourd was angry and anxious when she heard the words, jumped up, her handkerchief shook to the ground, and shouted: "Who hooked up with him? I don't know who he is. He was originally It's just a guest in my painting, who later found a chance to escape, and I couldn't bring him back. What else can I do... As for harming you, you still need to hook up with others?"

The more she talked about it, the more assertive she became: "I am a demon. Isn't it justified to harm people?"

"This……"

Even Fang Cun couldn't help but startled slightly and sighed, "It's shameless, but it makes sense."

As he spoke, he pondered slightly, and said, "You are really just the spirit in the painting. You don't know anything else?"

"I do not know……"

The witch burst into tears, I saw pity.

Fang Cun said, "Then how do you know that you are the spirit in the painting?"

The witch was stunned for a moment, and said at a loss: "Do I know that my identity is not normal?"

Fang Cun smiled and said, "Knowing who you are, you must also know where you come from, and know your purpose."

The witch yelled angrily: "I have no purpose, just to harm others and amuse."

Fang Cun said, "Dancing is fun too?"

The witch struck her neck and shouted, "It's fun."

Fang Cun nodded and said, "Then you will stay here and dance. I will appreciate it when you have time."

With that, the big sleeves flicked slightly, as if to change the gourd back.

The witch was frightened and horrified, and desperately shouted: "Really will die, I will really die..."

"I know."

Fang Cun nodded softly: "I know you will die, so I want you to be locked here."

Then he looked at the gourd with a smile, and said, "So, I will lock you in the gourd~lightnovelpub.net~ I don’t know how long you will die, but I think it’s no problem for a few hours. Yes, after three hours, I will ask you again. If you still refuse to tell me your purpose or your origin, then I will imprison you again and ask you again after three days."

"Next time you don't answer, I will detain you for 30 days."

"As for whether you will die, that's not my question."

"..."

As he spoke, he gently flicked his sleeves, completely isolating the witch's screaming in the gourd.

After finishing this, he gently picked up the painting he had brought back from Houshan.

It was this painting that made the elders of the mountain crazy for decades.

Moreover, when listening to the elders of the mountain, although he could hear that what he said could not be fully believed, Fang Cun believed that as a cunning existence like a "devil", when lying, it must be true and false, that is, Part of his story must be true, and those true, for him now, are the most valuable news and the hope of finding Sect Master Xiao Xu.