When Fang Xing heard Liu Feng's words, he was extremely angry in his heart. However, when he saw that Hou Qing and the others were at the side, he knew that if he were to fight, he would definitely be at a disadvantage. Thus, he forcefully suppressed his anger. Seeing this, Hou Qing only sneered and whispered something in his companion's ear. That companion immediately went out, and not long later, he came back with a slightly chubby man.
That man was Clear Stream Valley's Outer Sect Deacon Hei San. He was under the Miscellaneous Affairs Supervisor and was responsible for the management of the Clear Stream Valley's Cuisine Supervisor as well as the miscellaneous affairs of the entire Clear Stream Valley. He didn't have any real power in his hands, but many matters of the Clear Stream Valley's disciples had to go through him to report to the Dao Sect. Simply put, he was like a "class monitor" in the school.
After this person came, he also smiled at Hou Qing, then cleared his throat and said to Fang Xing in a low voice, "Junior Brother Fang, Senior Brother Hou wants to give you some pointers. This is your fortune, don't be unappreciative. For this mission, you should follow Senior Brother Hou. As for the Dao Sect's side, I will help you register. You will be rewarded!"
"This bastard also dares to trick me!"
Fang Xing was furious. He didn't expect that Hei San, who had no enmity with him, would also come to set him up!
Did these people really treat him as a child?
It was obviously a trap. He didn't know what was going on in his heart, but he still said it so nicely!
However, this group of people was after all powerful. If he were to fight them head on, not to mention all of them together, just Hou Qing alone was already enough to defeat him.
Without a choice, Fang Xing could only smile and say, "Senior Brother Hou's pointers are naturally my fortune. However, my cultivation is too weak, only at the first layer of spirit formation. Moreover, when I was choosing the magic tool, I was tricked by someone and chose a useless trash. This person's fighting strength is not even comparable to the experts of the Jianghu. I'm afraid he can't help Senior Brother Hou?"
"Heh … …"
The others all laughed. Obviously, they had heard of the Magic Tool Pavilion's love of tricking people.
Hou Qing sneered and said disdainfully, "That's easy. Isn't it just a flying sword? I'll give you one!"
With that said, he tossed a low-grade flying sword over and said, "If you follow me well, this flying sword will belong to you. In addition, if this trip goes smoothly, I'll give you ten spirit stones. How about it?"
Fang Xing wanted to say something, but the Clear Stream Valley Deacon Disciple Hei San interrupted: "The conditions are so generous, how can we refuse? Senior Martial Brother Hou, this matter is settled. I will go back to make a record and report to the sect. When the time comes, you can just come and get him! "
Nodding his head, Hou Qing turned to Fang Xing and said, "We'll set off tomorrow morning. Pack your things!"
With that said, he didn't even bother picking up the flying sword and went straight out.
"Little bastard, weren't you quite arrogant back then? Why can't you be arrogant anymore? "
Liu Feng was at the back of the group. He smiled coldly at Fang Xing and whispered. His eyes were filled with the joy of his scheme succeeding.
Fang Xing was furious. With a "whoosh" sound, he pulled out his dagger.
Liu Feng was taken aback. Remembering Fang Xing's ferocious appearance, he hurriedly limped out of the room.
"No, temporarily endure. They are obviously in cahoots. If I make a move, I won't be able to take advantage of them!"
Fang Xing let out a long sigh. He sat on the edge of the bed and thought of a plan.
At this time, Hou Qing and the others had arrived at the entrance of the valley. The Clear Stream Valley Deacon Disciple Hei San followed behind them with a smile. Hou Qing saw that there was no one around. He directly took out ten spirit stones and stuffed them into Hei San's hands. He whispered, "I want this kid. Tomorrow morning, I'll take him out to do a task. I hope Junior Martial Brother can help clean up the mess …"
Hei San smiled and patted his chest. "Senior Martial Brother, rest assured. Leave everything to me. Isn't he just an outer disciple with no background? Even if he doesn't come back, it doesn't matter. I wish Senior Martial Brother success!"
"Haha, thank you for your kind words!"
Hou Qing clasped his fist and turned to leave.
Hei San, on the other hand, happily took the spirit stones and went back to his place of residence.
"Junior Martial Brother Fang, what happened? How can the Taoist decree be so easy to get? Even if the third layer spirit formation disciples go out together, the probability of failure is very high. And this kind of task, once you fail, it's almost the same as losing your life. How long have you been in the sect? Why did those guys think of bringing you along to collect the decree? They have bad intentions! "
In the afternoon, the fat Taoist received the news and rushed over. His face was full of panic. "No, you must not go with them. Otherwise, you will be in danger. Listen to me, Junior Martial Brother Fang. Didn't you always brag to me that you have a good relationship with Senior Martial Sister Ling Yun? Now hurry and find her to plead for mercy. At this time, only if she speaks, those people will be afraid … "
"If I can really ask her for help, would I still be here worrying?"
Fang Xing sneered in his heart. He would occasionally brag that because of his relationship with Xiao Man, he had a good relationship with Senior Martial Sister Ling Yun. However, this was all to deceive the fat Taoist. In reality, after entering the Blue Cloud Sect, even though he knew that Xiao Man was in the sect, he had never seen her, let alone Senior Martial Sister Ling Yun. However, on the surface, he said, "Why do you need to find her for such a small matter? I can solve it myself! "
The fat Taoist immediately complained. "Junior Martial Brother Fang, this is not the time to show off. I know you're strong, but that Hou Qing is the number one outer disciple. If you fall into his hands, how can you get away? Listen to me, hurry and … "
"Enough, shut up!"
Fang Xing was angry and sternly interrupted the fat Taoist's words.
The fat Taoist blinked and did not dare to persuade him. However, the worry in his eyes could not be hidden.
Fang Xing thought about it for a while and asked, "This group of people have evil intentions. They forced me to go with them to receive the edict. Is the Dao Sect not going to care about this?"
The fat Taoist smiled bitterly. "The Dao Sect can't wait for more people to receive the edict. Why do you say that the Dao Sect has tight control over the spiritual treasures used to refine the Level-Breaking Pills? Isn't it to force the disciples to go out and risk their lives for the Dao Sect so that they can bring back things to replenish the Dao Sect's resources? After all, it takes a lot of resources to support so many people. The Dao Sect will only support this kind of thing! "
"Speaking of which, on the surface, this kind of thing is naturally not allowed. However, we have no strength or background, so who would care about our lives? That Hei San directly used your name and sent your application to go out to kill demons. Even if you … Die outside, the Dao Sect will only think that you are willing to go out to do the task, who will come to investigate? "
At the end of his sentence, the fat Taoist looked a little hopeless. Disciples without any background were really helpless when they encountered this kind of thing.
"Then there's nothing we can do. These people deserve to offend me!"
Seeing that there was no other way, Fang Xing's ruthless character rose. He gritted his teeth and smiled, his eyes glinting fiercely.
When the fat Taoist saw his expression, he was a little shocked and did not dare to speak casually.
"Haha, Senior Brother Pig, don't worry. Who knows who will take care of who …"
Fang Xing chuckled and hugged the fat Taoist's neck. "Let's go, let's go get some wine and meat. Then, you can tell me the rules of receiving the edict and the contents of the edict …"
"My surname is really Yu, not Zhu …"
The fat Taoist muttered softly. However, since they had come this far, there was nothing to argue with him.
In a room in the Clear Stream Valley, the outer sect disciple deacon, Hei San, asked the two disciples in front of him, "Where did the two of them go?"
The disciple in front of him replied, "They bought some pig's feet and chickens and ducks and went back to drink!"
Hei San nodded and said, "Keep an eye on them. Don't let them escape and tell on us. Although the Dao Sect will not pay attention to this kind of thing, but if they tell on us, there will be some trouble. This night, you two have to work hard and keep an eye on them. Until tomorrow, when Senior Brother Hou comes, you can directly send him out of the sect. At that time, the fat man will not dare to make any trouble …"
"Yes, Senior Brother!"
The two outer sect disciples received the order and went to the wooden house of Fang Xing to keep an eye on him.
"Hey, a little monkey with no background can get ten spirit stones. Such a good thing, it would be better if there were more …"
Hei San smiled and looked at the new ten spirit stones in his hand. He was overjoyed. It was really a small fortune.
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