"It's been several days since I came back from the expedition. It's just a normal morning meeting to review the memorial!"
"I haven't seen anyone special!" Fang Mu said.
Fang Mu saw that his brother and sister's faces were very solemn, and knew that the matter was not trivial, so he immediately began to think carefully.
"Huh? Going on an expedition?" Fang Yang heard some information and immediately asked.
"It's because there is another tribe in the west of our Yang Kingdom, called the Xijue tribe!"
"They are also known as bandits on horseback. They have invaded our borders several times, burning, killing, looting and committing all kinds of evil!"
"That's why I launched an army of 300,000 to conquer their clan. A month ago, we fought at Xifengkou and defeated them in one fell swoop. We killed more than 100,000 thieves and captured 100,000 prisoners!"
"I believe that from now on, the Xijue tribe will no longer be able to cause trouble!"
Speaking of his military exploits, Fang Mu's face was filled with confidence.
"In this war, I also got a counselor, who has now been admitted to the worship hall!"
"Without his help this time, I wouldn't have been able to defeat the Xijue Kingdom so smoothly!" Fang Mu said carefully.
It turns out that the whereabouts of the Xitu tribe are extremely strange and it is difficult to detect their main force.
In the past few years, Fang Mu also made several expeditions to the Western Jue, but the other party was like hide and seek, hiding the main force.
Moreover, the other party continued to send small groups of troops to harass, causing him to conduct repeated campaigns without success.
This time, a casual cultivator named Zhao Xiao took the initiative to seek refuge. This man was said to be a monk in the middle stage of Qi training and was proficient in secret techniques.
This time, it was under his guidance that he found the opponent's main force, and then Fang Mu set up a strategy to encircle and suppress them.
At this time, Fang Yang's expression became increasingly difficult to look at.
"This secret method of poisoning is so overbearing that even I can't resolve it!"
After learning that Fang Mu had been poisoned, Fang Yang immediately communicated with Tai Xuzi.
However, the answer he got made Fang Yang very depressed.
Taixuzi said: "I have never seen this kind of secret method before. It seems extremely sinister."
Tai Xuzi's voice was a little solemn: "I think unless I find someone who uses the secret technique, I might be able to find a solution!"
"If not, kill them and let the secret method lose its blessing before we can extract the poison from these bodies. Otherwise, your brother's life will be in danger."
"Senior, why can't even you resolve it?"
Fang Yang felt confused at this moment. He did not expect that the poisonous restraint imposed by the other party was so powerful that Taixuzi, an expert from the spiritual world, could not do anything about it.
Fang Yang frowned.
"Brother, what should we do? The enemy is in the dark and we are in the open. If we are not careful, the other party will kill my brother again..."
Fairy Yuefang looked a little flustered.
"Or even if we find him, if he kills both the stone and the stone and directly triggers the evil ban, he may also take his brother's life. What should we do?" Fang Yue said worriedly.
"That's true, but I can tell from this sinister aura that the person casting the spell is absolutely very powerful, at least Nascent Soul or higher. We have to be careful!"
Fang Yang couldn't figure out who the murderer was at this time, so he immediately took out an extremely gorgeous gold-inlaid scripture.
As soon as this scripture appeared, Fang Yan, who practiced Confucianism skills, felt an extremely broad and awe-inspiring aura filling the air.
"What is this thing that can exude such a majestic aura?"
Fang Yan practices Confucianism skills and is most familiar with this awe-inspiring aura.
He felt that if he could have this thing, he might be able to improve his cultivation even further in the future, and his cultivation of Confucianism would also improve a lot.
Fang Yang said with a smile: "This inherited treasure of Haotian Zhengqi Sect is called the Datong Sutra!"
"After several generations of great monks with great righteousness have personally practiced it, the huge righteousness contained in it has become incredibly powerful."
"Father, I have to trouble you with this matter. You practice Confucianism and are suitable for using this thing." Fang Yang paused and said.
"As long as people who practice Confucianism use this object to inspire the awe-inspiring spirit in it, they will activate the wonderful effects of this classic!"
"And this Haoran's righteousness is inherently poisonous, the natural nemesis of demonic and evil energy. With the suppression of these righteousness, even if he attacks his brother, we no longer need to be afraid for the time being."
This object comes from Sheng Dezi. When Fang Yang and the others triggered the poisonous gas in the transformation stage, they were suppressed by this object for a short time. This shows that this object is extraordinary.
Then Fang Yang and the others immediately started taking action.
First, they hid the news that Fang Yang and the others had arrived in Yang Country, and then began to secretly investigate.
Of course, in the past few days, Fang Mu claimed to be ill and did not go to the morning court. Instead, he was asked to stay with his father Fang Yan.
If the sinister poison breaks out in his body, Fang Yan will suppress it with the Datong Sutra.
That night, Fang Yang rushed to the Shuyang Kingdom Worship Hall.
Here live the talents collected by the Yang Kingdom from all over, and Zhao Xiao, who is on the expedition to the West, is also among them.
The worship hall is located in the foothills south of the capital of Shuyang Kingdom.
Surrounded by mountains on three sides, there is a miniature spiritual vein stretching for hundreds of miles. Dozens of caves have been built here as caves for these monks.
After Fang Yang hid himself, he began to explore carefully near Zhao Xiao's cave.
Fang Yang's spiritual cultivation is now extremely high, and with the help of the "Pictures of Stealing the Sky", his spiritual consciousness can quickly detect all the situations in Zhao Xiaodong Mansion.
This Zhao Xiao is just a monk at the seventh level of Qi training, and his daily practice is no different from that of ordinary monks.
This made Fang Yang wonder if his thinking was wrong.
After following this for two and a half days, Fang Yang was about to leave and make further plans.
Suddenly, he discovered that Zhao Xiao left his cave in the middle of the night and flew to the capital.
Fang Yang's heart skipped a beat and he immediately followed him.
He followed Zhao Xiao and sneaked all the way, and soon arrived at a temple in the south of the city.
Fang Yang looked up and saw that the vermilion plaque at the door actually read "Edict to build Tianyang Holy King Temple".
Fang Yang smiled in surprise.
He himself was canonized as "Tianyang Saint King".
This ancestral hall is not just his own temple.
Fang Yang felt a little funny, but he became even more confused.
"Why does this person come to my temple in the middle of the night? What is his plan?"
Although Fang Yang had become a Nascent Soul cultivator, he knew that the other party might have other masters, so he followed him quietly without any carelessness.
Zhao Xiao soon arrived at the most important Tianjun Hall in the middle of the temple.
Fang Yang found that there was a golden statue erected in the Tianjun Palace. The statue was exactly like himself, wearing a flowing cloud handkerchief and hanging a small iron sword that had been activated in his hand.
This sword was later used as a prototype by Fang Yang to refine the Little Chaos Star Sword.
Fang Yang couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw this, because at that time Fang Yang was just a monk in the Qi training stage, and the things he used were the lowest-level magic weapons, but they were shaped into golden bodies.
If other cultivators saw it, I'm afraid they would laugh at me.
At this moment, Taixuzi suddenly reminded: "Be careful, there are high-level spiritual probes!"
Tai Xuzi actually felt the threat of the other party's spiritual thoughts. Upon seeing this, Fang Yang immediately used dozens of concealment techniques.
At the same time, Taixuzi did not neglect, he also sent his spiritual power from the Hongtian Zhenshan Order to help Fang Yang hide.
Taixuzi had followed Fang Yang for many years, and whatever spiritual objects Fang Yang had that could restore his soul were usually given to him.
Taixuzi's injured soul over the years has gradually been nourished and restored, and it won't be long before he can meet the conditions for rebirth.
Then Zhao Xiao entered the main hall and used the method of driving away objects to open the door.
Then he spread the ecstasy everywhere using the breeze technique.
In an instant, the nearby temple ministers or other guards were put to sleep.
Zhao Xiao entered the hall, looked at Fang Yang's golden body and said with a look of disdain on his face: "Humph, looking at this guy who only has ordinary magic weapons in his hands, but he can actually build an ancestral hall. These mortals are really ridiculous, ridiculous!"
At the same time, he quietly took out a white spirit bead.
This bead emits a faint light and begins to illuminate the golden body.
Instantly, the golden body originally made of clay began to emit a wave of trembling waves.
After a moment, Zhao Xiao's expression became respectful, as if he was waiting for a big shot to come and receive it.
After a moment, Fang Yang felt a spiritual thought scanning past him. This divine thought was extremely large and far-reaching.
As if he could see through his own heart, he also vaguely noticed that this powerful spiritual thought paused lightly when it came into contact with Fang Yang.
However, Tai Xuzi's defensive thoughts did not arouse much suspicion, and he quickly moved away from Fang Yang.
"Such a powerful cultivation. Is he a god-forming monk? Or a stronger existence..."
Fang Yang was filled with surprise. He really couldn't imagine what kind of existence could have such powerful spiritual thoughts.
Just when Fang Yang was surprised, suddenly his golden body began to make a sound with the vibration caused by the fluctuation of spiritual power: "Zhao Xiao, how did things go?"
"Demon Lord Qi has placed the Seven Poison Soul Refining Gu on Emperor Tianyang of Shu!" Zhao Xiao said respectfully.
"According to the Demon Lord's prediction, this poison will be ready in seven days!" Zhao Xiao looked proud.
"When the time comes, we can activate the poison to steal Emperor Tianyang's memory, and then the Demon Lord will use the puppet method to control him. This will be perfect. Even if the monks in the transformation stage come to investigate, they will not be able to see it.
If anything goes wrong.”
Zhao Xiao said with great respect.
"Seven Poison Soul Refining Gu?" After hearing this, Fang Yang was shocked.
He had received ancient inheritance behind the forbidden wall of Yanmu Immortal Island, so he knew the origin of this thing.
This thing was famous in the spiritual world back then, and it needed to be refined using seven ancient poisons using secret methods.
If you are poisoned by this kind of poison, the poison can lurk in the host and be difficult to detect.
After forty-nine days in the host's body, the host's memory will be swallowed up.
If it is turned into a puppet at that time, the bewitcher will be able to obtain all the memories for his own use, and there will be no way to investigate them.
When Fang Yang heard this, his heart was suddenly shocked.
Even Tai Xuzi felt that the matter was not trivial.
They immediately continued to hibernate, hoping to get more information.
"Hahaha, good job! You have made a great contribution this time!" The voice sounded very happy.
"This time you used my strategy to make Xijue fight with Shu, and contributed more than 100,000 living souls for me to practice! This has allowed my spiritual mind to continue to operate!"
"This golden body is also a good one. It allows me to absorb the power of faith, which is very beneficial to the recovery of my soul!"
The voice sounded a little happy.
After a pause, he continued: "You continue to lurk, and when he becomes poisonous, lure him here!"
"When the time comes, I can refine him into a puppet. After that, I can use his name to kill and absorb the living souls!"
"When I absorb hundreds of millions of mortal souls, hahaha... I will definitely be able to dominate this world by then. Then I will devour the true essence and soul of all the monks in this world, and I will definitely be able to return to the demon world in one fell swoop."
The sound seemed extremely terrifying, and there were bursts of ferocious laughter.
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