The wizards from all over the world have almost been exposed.
Only one person was left, and the Red Miao Wizard who was the first to express his resignation.
"Why don't you leave?"
Fang Dou asked him.
The Chimiao Wizard looked pious, "I would like to follow the leader for the rest of my life and practice your will!"
Fang Dou sighed, "Don't do this, how can I escape!"
"Forget it!"
"I want to survive, and I have something to do!"
"Since you have the will, come with me!"
As soon as Fang Dou finished speaking, the elderly in the sect such as Qian Gaoshi, Tan Gongcao and others all expressed their opinions.
"Master, we are willing to go with you!"
Fang Dou raised his hand, and everyone immediately waited for him to speak silently.
"This time, there should be fewer people than many. You have more important things to do, spread teachings and save the people!"
Fang Dou is now at a similar level to a god. In the eyes of everyone, he is already in the sense of heavenly constitution and the words are followed.
With his order, everyone immediately did not dare to object.
So, Fang Dou and the Chimiao Wizard began to set off.
After walking for half a day, the Chimiao Wizard's tone trembled, "Master, isn't this the direction to go to Shuzhong?"
"That's right!"
As soon as Fang Dou finished speaking, he heard the Chimiao Wizard stop and turned around and asked, "What are your questions?"
Of course there is, and it's too big!
The Chimiao Wizard immediately said, "Sword Cultivators in Shu are all killing embryos. Whenever we outside practitioners get half a step closer, we will shout and kill!"
Fang Dou originally thought that his next sentence was to tactfully persuade him not to go.
However, unexpectedly, the wizard Chimiao said, "It's too dangerous. The master of the leader cannot take risks. Let me take a trip to Chimiao!"
Fang Dou patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go, there's no danger!"
...
In front of the entrance of Shu Road, Fang Dou stopped and looked at this familiar place, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.
"The leader..."
The Chimiao Wizard saw that Fang Dou was in a complicated mood and called out softly.
"nothing?"
Once upon a time, Fang Dou also used a large formation to sew the Shu Road, but later it was cut open by the sword cultivators to ensure the smooth flow of the Shu Road.
But things change!
Fang Dou is now the image of the "Mi Witch" of the old man in black robe, and even the shadow clone of Qingyingqian. Even if Jun Tianfeng stands in front of him, he will definitely not recognize him.
"Southwest wizard, Mi Wu, pay homage to the Sword Immortal in Shu, can you speak out?"
Fang Dou said three words in succession towards the Shu Road, then kept silent.
The only one who can really make the decision in the sword cultivator in Shu is the three major sword sects. This sentence will take at least a few days to pass from Shu to the three major sword sects.
Five days later, a group of sword cultivators broke through the air and landed in front of Fang Dou and the others.
Fang Dou was slightly surprised and actually saw Jun Tianfeng among the crowd.
These sword cultivators all came out of Lingxiao City and took the lead with an old sword cultivator.
"Witcher, do you want to die under the flying sword when you break through to my Shu Road?"
This old sword cultivator was not polite when he met, and obviously didn't take Fang Dou seriously.
The other disciples even hang the word "contempt" on their faces.
From this we can see that in the eyes of the sword cultivator in Shu, he did not take the wizard seriously.
The Red Miao Wizard could not stand this situation when he saw this, let alone the leader who was as quiet as a god.
Fang Dou used the legend of the "Twelve Ancestor Witches" to inspire the wizard's confidence, but it also had a negative effect. If it were usual, the Red Miao Wizard could definitely endure it.
"you……"
Seeing that the Red Miao Wizard was about to attack, Fang Dou coughed and signaled him to be calm.
"This sword fairy, with a supreme aura, must be the sword fairy in Lingxiao City?"
The old sword cultivator heard this and snorted coldly, "You have the knowledge, get out of here, I won't kill you."
Fang Dou said, "I came here to pay homage to the Sword Immortal in Shu. There is really a big deal. I want to ask you all!"
"No need to talk. I, a sword cultivator in Shu, do not interact with outsiders, and there is no major discussion!"
The old sword cultivator waved his hand, looking like he was not allowed to enter a stranger.
If it were an outsider who didn't understand, he would be furious. Are these sword cultivators all stones from cesspools, smelly and hard.
However, Fang Dou once fought side by side with him and knew the nature of the sword cultivators.
These reckless men are still fighting alone in the face of the overturn of Fengdu Mountain and the invasion of the underworld!
Therefore, he did not get angry, but explained patiently.
"My name is Mi Wu, and I practiced the first-hand spiritual rice witchcraft. In recent years, I have come out of the mountains and seen the southwest region and received serious invasion of ghosts, and the people are displaced!"
"I heard that Mount Tai has long fallen, and the underworld has already lost its order. Every year, a large number of ghosts gather in Shu from all over the country, go to Fengdu Mountain through the Shu Road, and be reincarnated in the underworld!"
"The southwest region is the first to be affected, and is suffering from the ravages of ghosts!"
When the old sword cultivator heard this, he said impatiently, "We have known this matter for a long time, and I am afraid you don't know it yet. Every July 15th, our sword cultivator in Shu will hold a great sacrifice to kill ghosts, kill evil ghosts and send ghosts into the underworld. There will be immeasurable merits!"
"That's true, but the people outside Shu are suffering from dangers and no one can reach out!"
"So what? Outside Shu, my sword cultivator in Shu doesn't have any control over it!"
Fang Dou said firmly, "Since I can't control it, then I, Mi Wu, will take care of it!"
As soon as these words were spoken, many sword cultivators showed anger on their faces.
What a big sigh, why should you care about things that even the sword cultivator in Shu can’t control?
"I came here to ask all the sword immortals. I, Mi Wu, decided to save the people and teach some superficial magic to help them resist the evil spirits!"
"Because I am close to Shuzhong, I am worried about your misunderstandings, so I will explain it!"
His explanation was not listened to him, but instead focused on "What qualifications do you have? What are your responsibilities? What are the things that I, the sword cultivator, cannot control me?”
The old sword cultivator sneered more and more, staring at Fang Dou, "Mi Wu?"
"Not bad, it's me!"
"You mean, you want to save the people in the southwest region outside Shu?"
Fang Dou nodded, "I mean it, that's true!"
"Ha ha!"
The old sword cultivator turned his head and looked at the disciple beside him. It happened to be Jun Tianfeng. "Tell him, how many ghosts are there under his command?"
"There are countless lonely ghosts, and there are even millions of evil ghosts!"
"Did you hear that? This is just a disciple. Which of my sword cultivators in Shu has no such record!"
Fang Dou thought to himself, if I were really an outsider, I was afraid I would be really scared by you. Can Jun Tianfeng be an ordinary disciple? His record is so rare that he can match the entire Shu family.
"Once the ghosts in the entire southwest region reach July 15th, there will be more than a billion?"
"You are arrogant and say you want to save all the people. Do you think you are even more powerful than our Sword Immortal in Shu?"
After hearing this, Fang Dou thought about it. It turned out that you were thinking about this.
The sword cultivator in Shu was so arrogant that he was almost arrogant that he could not even let go of the people in his eyes?
Chapter completed!