On this day, Fang Xing used the method of combining spiritual consciousness with field energy to explore the Feng Shui treasure land in Chenzhou.

As the saying goes, people go to high places and water flows to low places.

Having seen the fourth-level Feng Shui treasure land, the first-level and second-level Feng Shui treasure land is meaningless to Fang Xing.

Looking for such a low-level Feng Shui treasure land is a waste of time.

Therefore, after finding such low-level Feng Shui treasure lands, Fang Xing will hang them on the stand and hand them over to other interested monks to do.

Only a mid-level Feng Shui treasure land like Level 3 is worth exploring.

Of course, this depends entirely on your mood. If you don’t want to do it, you can still hang the stack task list.

After all, the main output of the third-level Feng Shui treasure land is consumable.

Such as variant condensate fluid, magnetofluid, and curse seals, these things are all available on the market.

Only the consumable memory value of Tianyan Square Cone is relatively high, but this kind of thing is very rare and the chance of appearing in Feng Shui treasure land is very low.

Including the labor and time costs, the output of the third-level Feng Shui treasure land cannot be lost much when it is done to others.

Only high-level Feng Shui treasure lands above level four are existences that must not be missed once discovered.

Just as Fang Xing hung the Feng Shui treasure land on the tillage and planned to continue exploring, the communicator in his hand suddenly rang.

Fang Xing looked at the communicator and his expression was a little surprised because the one shown on it was a stranger.

Fang Xing clearly remembered that he had clearly set up a blocking of unfamiliar information, so why could anyone connect in?

Fang Xing didn't think much about it and pressed the hangup button.

However, after Fang Xing pressed the hang up button, a projection appeared directly.

The projection had a strong mechanical tone and spoke to Fang Xing:

"Fang Xing, treating your old friend like this really makes me feel a little sad."

Although his voice changed drastically, Fang Xing recognized the man through his tone.

"Are you Huang Yiran?

You are not dead."

At the beginning, in order to rescue Tang Xiaofeng and the other two from the black box, Fang Xing deliberately drew sea water back to resist the army's submarine base.

With the depth of the sea at that time, except for the three rebel leaders who could escape with flying magic weapons, the others were almost bound to die.

At that time, Huang Yiran was undoubtedly at the base of the sea, and Fang Xing did not expect that he was not dead.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist, are you very surprised?

Haha, I was surprised myself, because I am not as good as death now.”

As he said that, Huang Yiran moved his figure before the projection.

At this time, Fang Xing completely saw Huang Yiran's condition, and his image was a bit terrifying to be honest.

Except for the normal head, Huang Yiran's body is like a scarecrow.

However, what weaved his body was not straw, but mechanical pipelines like tentacles.

"I died, and then I was transformed into a voodoo doll by the Art of Vanish.

Haha, all this is thanks to you." Huang Yiran looked at Fang Xing and said with a resentful look on his face.

Fang Xing couldn't help but feel a slump in his heart when he heard this.

Fang Xing did not regret killing Huang Yiran. If he experienced it again, Fang Xing would still lure the sea water back into the resistance base without hesitation.

In Fang Xing's eyes, the lives of Tang Xiaofeng and the other two were much more important than those of the Resistance Army.

Moreover, those who could stay at the base of the sea with the leaders of the rebel army and watch the friendly forces burned by the flames were not innocent at all.

Therefore, Fang Xing would not feel any conscience.

However, Fang Xing learned more through Huang Yiran's words.

The art of rogue is the master skill of the Voodoo Sect, but this secret technique has a strong backlash, and there are not many Voodoo Sect monks who can and dare to use it.

If you have the ability to use the art of aversion to win and make Huang Yiran resurrect from the dead, you must have some Taoism.

The only one in Chenzhou who has the ability to do this and who has the motivation to do so is Wu Yaocun.

In other words, I was probably targeted by Wu Yaocun.

As soon as he thought of this, Fang Xing spoke and asked Huang Yiran:

"Fellow Daoist Huang contacted me on his own initiative, and he wouldn't have just come to send me this threat.

If this is the case, you are welcome to seek revenge on me.

Isn’t it painful for you to die than life? I think I have the ability to help you get rid of it.”

When Huang Yiran heard this, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Fang Xing, don't be proud.

You have been targeted by my master, Chenzhou agent Wu Yaocun.

This time I contacted you, I was ordered to come, and my master wanted to see you.

The agent takes advantage of Chenzhou's power of life and death. If you dare to break the appointment, you will know the consequences."

After saying that, Huang Yiran took the initiative to end the communication.

Then, a position coordinate appeared in Fangxing's communicator.

Needless to ask, this should be the address where Wu Yaocun made an appointment with him.

Fang Xing hesitated a little while looking at the coordinates, and then decided to go to the appointment.

Although this trip seems like a trap, Fang Xing infers that it should not be in danger of life.

Wu Yaocun didn’t come to him early or late, so why did he choose this time?

It is obvious that he suffered in the open and secret struggle with Pei Lei's subordinates.

When the agent cannot end in person, Pei Lei's Golden Liss has an overwhelming advantage.

Wu Yaocun suffered a loss and would definitely investigate where these Yellow Turban heroes emerged.

With the agent's energy in Chenzhou, it is not difficult for Wu Yaocun to investigate Fang Xing.

In a nutshell, Wu Yaocun came from the virus gene liquid.

Since he knew the other party’s purpose, it means there is something to talk about, which is why Fang Xing chose to go to the appointment.

In this way, Fang Xing followed the position coordinates on the communicator and came all the way to the inner ring of Chenzhou.

Then, Fang Xing stepped on the island indicated by the coordinates.

Unlike the prosperity of the inner island, this island seems very desolate.

Especially when Fang Xing boarded the island, the sky was covered with dark clouds and drizzled from time to time, adding a bit of gloomy atmosphere to this place.

Fang Xing slowly walked into the island along the path.

When Fang Xing walked to a fork in the road and didn't know which road to choose, a scream suddenly came from a distance.

No need to choose, Fang Xing walked directly in the direction where the sound came.

When he arrived at the place where the sound came out, Fang Xing saw a group of people, most of them standing aside, one of which was Huang Yiran, who had become a voodoo doll.

On the other side, a man stood by a big pit with his hands on his back, as if he was looking at something with interest.

Needless to ask, this person must be Wu Yaocun.

With this in mind, Fang Xing walked over and said in a humble and arrogant manner:

"I've seen Wu Agent below, but I don't know what advice the agent will give you."

Upon hearing this, Wu Yaocun glanced at Fang Xing, and then said lightly:

“Here you come.

Don't be too busy with your business, it's not too late to talk about it after I've finished feeding my pet.

OK, next one.”
Chapter completed!