Subconsciously, Fang Wuji reached out and touched it, and immediately touched a water stain.
See the situation.
He became even more confused.
"Why is there water here? Could it be that the roof is leaking..."
Said.
He looked above his head again, only to see that the palace was tightly covered by tiles. Even if it rained, no raindrops would fall in at all. Since the house was not leaking, what was the situation now?
Before he could figure it out.
Sudden.
A strange smell penetrated the nasal cavity.
So stinky!
Fang Wuji frowned, sniffed, and quickly found the source of the stench. It was emanating from his right hand. To be precise, it was the water stain on his right hand...
at the same time.
He also noticed a trace of a familiar scent lingering in the smelly water stains, which belonged to the bald crane, and there were also a few dark dog hairs floating in the water stains...
At this point, if he still doesn't know what he has on his hands, then there is something wrong with his brain.
"ah!"
With a scream, Fang Wuji collapsed, and he jumped up from his seat with a crash, his eyes were red, like a devil who had just escaped from hell: "Dead dog! I will definitely cut you into pieces!"
"Sect Master, what's wrong?"
The others still didn't know what happened and looked at Fang Wuji in confusion.
Fang Wuji ignored them, but turned into a gust of wind and left the hall, leaving only a group of senior officials from the Good Fortune Immortal Sect looking at each other.
"Sect Master, what's going on?"
"I don't know."
"He seemed to be scolding the dog before he left. Why did the dog offend him again?"
"Is it because of the treasure house?"
"No way? I think his mood was quite stable just now."
"Huh? Do you smell anything?"
"Tsk tsk, it really does exist. It seems to be... coming from the position of the sect leader."
"Ah! I know why the sect leader is angry. Look at the cushion! That dead dog... it... it actually..."
"Hiss! What a courageous dog!"
"No wonder the sect leader is so angry."
"..."
After understanding that Fang Wuji became angry because he was exposed to dog urine, everyone's expressions were very exciting, some were shocked, some were disgusted, and some were secretly laughing...
door.
Fang Wuji, who had already changed his clothes, was about to push the door open and continue to discuss the matter of dealing with the bald crane, when he heard everyone's discussion, and his face suddenly became even more ugly.
It’s over!
Found!
What a shame.
hateful!
It's all the fault of that dead dog. If it hadn't been for it, I wouldn't have made a fool of myself one after another...
Think of this.
His hatred for the bald crane deepened.
Later.
He coughed twice, and after the people inside stopped talking, he straightened his clothes and walked in as if nothing had happened. But even so, when everyone's eyes fell on him, he still felt very uncomfortable, especially
That piece of ass...
then.
His hatred for the bald crane has reached another level.
…
Time passed quickly, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.
original.
The biggest news in the cultivation world of Xianlin County is that Wang Teng has returned from the mysterious plane. However, when the theft of the Good Fortune Immortal Sect's treasure house was publicized by the Guanghan Immortal Sect, the focus of everyone's discussion became the Good Fortune Immortal Sect.
.
The nearby counties are okay, they only talk about it occasionally. After all, they don't have a deep impression of the Good Fortune Immortal Sect. They only know that it is a large sect of cultivating immortals. But in the eyes of the monks in Xianlin County, this is a rare event in ten thousand years.
Big news.
therefore.
As long as the monks are familiar with each other, the most important thing they will ask when they meet these days is about the Immortal Creation Sect.
"Eh? Fellow Daoist Li, a big thing happened here recently. Have you heard about it?"
"Are you talking about the theft of the Good Fortune Immortal Sect?"
"Yes, yes! The Creation Immortal Sect is so powerful, I didn't expect anyone to dare to take advantage of it, and I don't know who the person who stole the treasure house is?"
"No matter who he is, if he offends the Good Fortune Immortal Sect, he is not far from death."
"I don't think so. Since someone dares to take action, it means they are sure to escape unscathed."
"..."
Conversations like this happen almost all the time.
but.
soon.
As they talked, the direction of everyone's discussion changed. Although they were still talking about the theft of the treasure trove of the Good Fortune Immortal Sect, the person they talked about the most this time was the person who stole the treasure.
"Hey, have you heard? The person who stole the treasure house of the Creation Immortal Sect was not a human, but a demon."
"I've known it for a long time. It's said that the demon's true form is a black dog."
"I was just wondering why all of a sudden, all the monks in Xianlin County were looking for the black dog. So that's what happened."
"I heard that some people went to several nearby counties to catch a lot of black dogs and brought them back."
"Why are you catching so many black dogs? Not all black dogs can be trained to become monsters?"
"You don't know? The Creation Immortal Sect has already announced that as long as you send them a black dog, you can get a hundred immortal crystals as a reward."
"So many? No wonder those casual cultivators are so active, but why does the Good Fortune Immortal Sect need so many black dogs?"
"Eat dog meat!"
"What?"
"..."
That's right.
The treasure thief was a black dog monster, and the fact that catching a black dog can be exchanged for immortal crystals was spread from the Good Fortune Immortal Sect. This was also unanimously decided by the senior officials of the Good Fortune Immortal Sect after discussion.
They all understand that Xianlin County is too vast, and they alone cannot catch the treasure thief. Anyway, the theft of the treasure house has been publicized, so it is better to take this opportunity to let the entire Xianlin County
The monks helped find the bald crane.
As for exchanging the black dog for the Immortal Crystal, it was Fang Wuji's own decision.
When he thought about the bald crane peeing on his seat and being sat on by him, he was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. Since the bald crane hadn't been caught yet, he could only vent his anger on other black dogs.
for all this.
Of course the bald crane doesn't know.
at this time.
It just woke up from a sweet dream.
"Oh my... I haven't slept so comfortably for a long time..."
It stretched out and looked satisfied.
And as it wakes up.
The defensive barriers that automatically appeared around it before have also disappeared.
at the same time.
Not far away.
Three young monks were chasing a monster, running towards the bald crane.
"Quick! Junior Brother Zhuo, use a dragnet to trap it. If it runs deep into the mountains, it will be in trouble."
The leading monk shouted.
The words just fell.
Whoosh!
A tall and thin monk threw out a magic weapon. The magic weapon grew in the wind, and soon turned into a large net more than ten meters long, and quickly fell towards the monster beast.
The monster is about to be trapped.
However.
However, they underestimated the monster's desire to survive. Regardless of its injuries, it suddenly accelerated its speed and ran out of the scope of the dragnet in a flash.