"Huo Ying, it took me eight lifetimes of bad luck to get to know you. You, you have no heart!"
Under the gloomy sky.
A huge black crow angrily cursed its companions. It could reach hundreds of meters with just one spread of its wings.
Judging from its appearance, it can carry dozens of tons without any problems.
On its back stood a row of deep-breathing human monks. At a rough glance, there were hundreds of them.
Among the black crows, there is a giant eagle with fiery red feathers. The two are similar in size. On its back, there are also hundreds of human monks standing.
Hearing the message from his companion, Huo Ying turned his head in embarrassment, not daring to answer or look at his companion.
It has no choice.
On Huoying's back, Fang Chang smiled and praised:
"Yes, it will be much easier to fly more planes. You did a good job this time, and the reward will be yours."
"Thank you, sir."
The firefly thanked her repeatedly and flapped her wings faster.
Although I have already scolded Fang Chang a hundred times in my heart.
Fang Chang saw that the demon seed in Huo Ying's body was growing rapidly. He knew that this guy had different intentions, but he smiled and didn't care.
When you are a boss, you are just exploiting others, and you are not allowed to curse them in your heart. That is too overbearing.
After he caught Firefly, he found that this guy flew fast and steady, and was big. After some questioning, he learned that its main occupation was as a messenger and occasionally part-time delivery.
He couldn't help but get interested.
Isn't this guy just a monster plane?
It does not burn any oil for 100 kilometers, it is a completely new energy source.
With the recovery of the aura environment and the fusion of secret realms, flying demons like fireflies will become more and more common.
When Fang Chang sent Li's father, Li's mother and others back to Qingniu Mountain, they were frequently attacked by birds and beasts.
It’s just that flying giant demons in the Golden Core realm were still relatively rare at that time.
Obviously, as time goes by, this world is constantly absorbing nutrients from other secret realms.
This nourishment is not just as simple as spiritual energy, but also includes all living and inanimate existences.
Fang Chang had something in mind and casually asked if there were other flying monsters here.
Huo Ying thought about it for a while, decided to lead the way, and sold his companions.
Strictly speaking, they are not companions.
I've just met a few neighbors, and we're just like the neighbors.
Compared with the preferential treatment that he would receive in the future, Huoying could still distinguish this point.
A dead Taoist friend will not die a poor Taoist.
Why is it the only bird being ridden?
So the Black Crow Demon who was happily training Crow Boy in his own lair was beaten up before he could figure out what was going on, a demon seed was planted, and he turned into a Black Crow aircraft.
With two flying monsters as their vehicles, Fang Chang and others' movements became much easier.
After all, flying a monk's weapon consumes his own mana, but standing on a demonic beast consumes the demonic power of the demonic beast.
As long as the outer monks share some snacks, the people inside can still practice with peace of mind.
…
The original site of Lingjian Gate.
Huo Ying stopped flapping her wings and asked Fang Chang in a very respectful tone:
"Sir, do you think this is the place you are looking for?"
Huoying practices escape speed around the mountains every day, flying thirty thousand miles a day. It can be said to be a living map of the Liuyun Mountains, and it also proves that Fang Chang has not caught the wrong bird.
Fang Chang gave a brief description, and Huo Ying led them to find several locations.
This time I finally found the right one.
Seeing the mountain gate of Lingjian Gate, which had expanded ten times, Li Hu was the first to move.
He jumped down from the sky with a swish, like a meteorite falling, and even the air made a burning sound.
Huo Ying was startled and quickly explained:
"Sir, he jumped down on his own and had nothing to do with the little demon."
"Let's go down too."
Fang Chang couldn't help but sigh.
Even though they were thousands of meters apart, in his eyes, he couldn't see that the original site of Spirit Sword Gate was now desolate and devoid of human habitation.
Two big birds, one red and one black, landed smoothly on Shanmen Square.
The originally neat square was now covered with cracks on the floor tiles due to changes in the mountain.
Clumps of weeds emerged from the cracks in the bricks, like green flowers blooming on the ground.
The sect hall above the square has collapsed, leaving only broken walls and ruins. New shoots have sprouted from the broken beams hanging down, as if a green curtain has been hung.
Li Hu stood in front of the main hall, feeling a little sad for no reason.
Those disciples who insisted on staying behind, where are they now? Are they still alive?
He looked up to the sky and roared, soaring into the sky.
"Is there anyone else?!"
Seeing this, Fang Chang asked Huo Ying: "Are there any powerful characters around here?"
Although the changes in the world are drastic, it is still difficult for monks with mysterious powers to die unless they are unlucky enough to be in the center of the storm.
For example, the mountain above you collapsed, a big hole opened in the ground you were standing on, lightning struck you, etc.
The power of nature is powerful, but it also needs to hit people.
After all, after the monk breaks through the foundation building, he has the ability to fly with his weapon.
Flying into the sky is enough to avoid 99% of dangers.
But now the ruins of the Lingjian Sect's mountain gate are all there, which proves that this place has not suffered any natural disaster.
But everyone else has now disappeared.
Either they will be moved away as a whole, or they will be killed by foreign enemies.
Of course, no matter how many inferences you make, it is better to ask local snakes for directions.
Huo Ying thought about it carefully and said, "There is a wolf king, and he has three thousand wolf sons and grandsons under his command. His hunting grounds are all eight hundred miles away."
"Take me there!"
Before Huo Ying could react, he saw a human face standing coldly in front of it, and the pressure almost made it suffocate.
Obviously this person is not as big as one of its paws, but it feels like it is a rabbit meeting a tiger.
This is... Nascent Soul Great Monk!
Huoying almost cried.
It turns out that this young monk who has never made a move is the strongest.
It couldn't help but feel a little lucky. Fortunately, it didn't run around blindly before.
At the same time, he felt a little sad, how could it be so virtuous and capable that it could alarm the great monk Yuanying.
This kind of cultivation can already separate one side in the mountain world, and even the mountain army is not willing to provoke him easily.
Li Hu stood on Huo Ying's back and said to Fang Chang:
"Second brother, I must first find out where the rest of the people have gone."
Fang Chang did not persuade, he only said:
"Brother, please bring some people over. Be careful and you won't make any big mistakes."
Li Hu tilted his head slightly and greeted from left to right:
"Come on two teams."
Soon, two centurions led the team and flew away with Li Hu.
Fang Chang watched them leave, thought for a while, called his sister Tie Zhu to join him, turned around and went to the treasure house of the Spirit Sword Sect.
When Li Hu led people to evacuate Lingjian Sect, he couldn't take everything away in a hurry.
Not to mention that there are still people staying behind. With Li Hu's character, it is even more impossible to take everything away.
So if you want to know what the situation was like before the Spirit Sword Sect, you can actually understand a lot by looking at the treasure house.
If you are moving, the treasure house must be tidied up.
But if the treasure trove of resources remains untouched, or is in a mess, like a robbery scene, then an accident is almost inevitable.
But Fang Chang didn’t say anything about this.
Since that wolf king has the misfortune to come to this territory, don't blame it for becoming Li Hu's punching bag.
And it's not impossible for it to be the murderer.
Fang Chang followed his memory and arrived at a dilapidated attic, which was the owner's attic.
As an important person who once managed the financial power of Lingjian Sect, no one knows better than him where the treasure house of Lingjian Sect is.
There was a crash.
Fang Chang pulled up the iron ring hidden under the floor tiles.
Although everyone is a cultivator, the construction of the treasure house is so simple and unpretentious. There is no sophisticated formation as a cover, and there is no false entrance to pretend to be a maze. It is just an ordinary basement.
Click click click.
The iron ring was dragged outward, the hard sound of gears sounded underground, and a small entrance on the ground slowly opened.
Then……
It broke with a click.
Apparently the changes in the mountain caused damage to the underground mechanisms, but they were not completely destroyed.
Seeing that the entrance was only half open, Fang Chang didn't pay attention and punched it directly, and the entrance was opened with a bang.
Fang Chang threw a lighting spell casually, and then jumped in. Fang Tiezhu followed silently, like a shadow.
The underground treasure house is built with special materials, which can isolate it from the prying eyes of spiritual consciousness, and is also very strong. This alone is enough to satisfy the need for concealment.
As for this special material, it is the raw ore of spirit stone.
If you really use advanced formations to hide it, and you meet someone who knows it, you won't just tell others that there is no three hundred taels of silver here.
So the simplest is actually the best.
Actually...
Just poor.
The light lights up with Fang Chang's steps.
The passageway was covered in dust and had obviously not been taken care of for a long time, and the ventilation system had not been damaged.
Fang Chang waved his sleeves, and the breeze suddenly picked up, blowing the dust to the corner, revealing the gray gravel road of the underground passage.
There are some dark red blood stains on it, leading all the way to the depths of the treasure house.
Fang Chang had some premonitions.
The underground passage is not long, about fifty meters.
At the end is a stone gate, and behind the stone gate is the Spirit Sword Gate treasure house.
Fang Chang pushed open the stone door and made a hard sound.
The stone gate has just opened.
Suddenly, a spiritual light came over.
Fang Chang did not dodge, but with a flash of magic power outside his body, the spiritual light was knocked back with a clang, rolled several times and stuck diagonally on the ground. It was a sword.
The owner of the sword is a middle-aged and elderly man in ragged robes, a haggard face, and gray hair. He is sitting slumped in the corner of the warehouse, his breath is weak, and his eyes are slightly squinted, as if he is not used to the light on Fang Chang's body.
The magic sword on the ground flickered with light, seeming to be echoing its owner.
"It's you?"
"You...it's you?!"
Both men recognized each other's identity.
The man sitting in the corner is Qin Ming, the adopted son of the former head of the Lingjian Sect who was once imprisoned for his love. He is an affectionate licker.
However, his situation at the moment is not good. There are seven or eight alien magic powers running around his body, constantly devouring his life force.
Fang Chang threw out a healing elixir and asked:
"What happened to the Spirit Sword Sect? How did you become like this?"
Qin Ming was not polite and swallowed the elixir, his breath rising slightly.
But it only made his situation slightly better.
His injuries were too serious and had been lingering for too long, and they could no longer be cured by simple healing pills.
Otherwise, the treasure in the treasure house alone would be enough to cure his injuries.
"All dead, all dead."
Qin Ming muttered a few words aimlessly and suddenly asked:
"Is the master back? Where is Shufang? Is she okay?"
Hearing this, Fang Chang couldn't help but shook his head.
"Your sect leader is indeed back, but he has resigned.
Why don't you take care of yourself first, Mrs. Qin is doing very well now, her food tastes delicious, her son-in-law is great, and foundation building is just around the corner."
Mrs. Qin may have almost forgotten this adopted son.
Although Mrs. Qin had her roots broken in order to carry on the Qin family's lineage when she was young, who gave her a good son-in-law, and her good son-in-law had a good brother.
Li Hu specially asked for a Green Tears Fruit for his mother-in-law to make up for his origin.
Now that Mrs. Qin is back on the path of spiritual practice, it is a bit difficult to reach the Golden Elixir realm, but it goes without saying that building the foundation is a sure thing.
Qin Ming's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "She has almost established her foundation. That's good. That's good."
Even his spirit improved a lot.
Fang Chang was greatly shocked when he saw it.
Nima, what kind of spirit is this?
"Okay, judging from your appearance, you probably won't die for the time being. Come with me and go out first. The smell here is weird."
Fang Chang took a casual look and knew that the warehouse was not damaged. Storage bags containing various resources were arranged in categories on the shelves.
He sucked the palm of his hand and grabbed a dozen storage bags in his hand.
Spiritual consciousness scanned quickly.
There are about five to six hundred thousand spiritual stones, some low-level spiritual herbs and elixirs, twenty or thirty magical weapons, and some spiritual minerals and materials, which are only worth about two to three hundred thousand.
The total amount is not worth a top-quality spiritual stone, and it is not enough for Tie Zhu to use several ultimate moves.
It's just that Qin Ming must have eaten all the healing herbs and elixirs.
But after all, it’s leftover, so I can’t ask for too much, just treat it as an unexpected surprise when I picked up a wallet.
Qin Ming saw that Fang Chang was so skillful in his movements and emptied the inventory in the blink of an eye. He couldn't help but open his mouth to say something.
After all, these things belong to the Spirit Sword Sect.
He has been here for such a long time and only used the healing items inside, leaving nothing else touched.
But in the end he just sighed and said nothing.
He just wanted to stop him, but could he?
He has already experienced Fang Chang's domineering side.
With the healing elixir given to him by Fang Chang, his body gained a little more strength. He stood up with support, grabbed the flying sword on the ground, and staggered out with Fang Chang.
Seeing the long-lost light on the ground and the dilapidated scenery around him, Qin Ming couldn't help but feel a sore nose and almost cried.
"I, I'm still alive."
Without making Fang Chang wait any longer, he gathered his emotions, turned around, and talked about that day.
"On that day, our whole clan sent Miss Zhou off to her wedding. It was originally a great joy and the whole clan celebrated, but later the sect leader hurried back with his people..."
Qin Ming slowly told what happened.
Very tacky, but very reasonable.
A revenge story about bullying children and the elderly when they can't beat adults.
Li Hu led the elite of Lingjian Sect away. Among the remaining people, there were only two foundation builders and more than ten Qi Refining old men, all of whom had been in Lingjian Sect for more than 20 years.
There are four or five children who grew up in Lingjian Sect.
I thought that if the gate owner left, they would just seal the mountain gate and not go out.
Who knew that a sudden change in the sky would cause the Spirit Sword Sect formation to be broken, and there would be no danger to defend it from now on.
Less than two months later, a group of killers came to the door.
Now that they are weak and weak, and they are considered to be calculating and unintentional, they are no match for those killers.
At the last moment, Qin Ming was sent into the sect's treasure house by another foundation-building old man, the elder of the Spirit Sword Sect who had been with him for ten years.
The treasure house is isolated from spiritual exploration and is located in a hidden place. It is the last way to survive.
Then the elder lured the killer away, allowing him to escape with his life.
But he was too seriously injured, and the treasure house was cut off from spiritual consciousness, not only from outsiders, but also from himself.
He couldn't find out what was going on outside. He was afraid that someone would be waiting for him, so he didn't dare to go out easily, so he had to hide again and again, unaware of the passage of time.
If it weren't for Fang Chang's debt collection, Qin Ming might have died here silently.
And this group of killers is the number one killer organization in Annan Road - Shadow Kill, who once dominated the underworld, but was killed by the leader Shadow Demon by Li Hu and became a lost dog.
