Meng Xuanzhao searched for Fang Xing for an entire night. The next day, he woke up early and continued to search for him.
Sitting in the Purple Bamboo Forest, Meng Xuanzhao drank his wine in silence. Even his eyes had turned blood-red. Back then, he was robbed by the Smoke Bandit at the edge of this forest. It could be said that he had lost all his face. He had even become a laughing stock in their small circle. Everyone said that the Stone Essence Powder that Meng Xuanzhao had just obtained was robbed, and even his personal stash was robbed.
It was precisely because of this that Meng Xuanzhao hated the Bewitching Smoke Bandit to the extreme. Back then, he used private torture to kill Liu Feng. Although Liu Feng's internal organs were injured from the impact and he couldn't hold on, it was also because Meng Xuanzhao was too furious and attacked too heavily.
It was also precisely because of this that he decided to take the risk even though Fang Xing might be related to Senior Sister Lingyun.
He swore that he would definitely find Fang Xing and force him to tell him about the Smoke Bandit's whereabouts.
Time gradually came to the morning. The people that he had arranged to investigate at various intersections gradually returned with news, but they did not see Fang Xing's shadow. Meng Xuanzhao could not help but be furious. He slammed his fist on the stone table and gritted his teeth. "I can't find him yesterday, and I can't find him today either. Could it be that this brat has already left the sect? But I've clearly asked the people guarding the mountain gate! "
"Brother Meng, why are you so angry? This brat can't possibly keep hiding forever. If he really doesn't show up, we might as well use our relationship in the Dao Gate and summon him with a talisman. If he doesn't show up then, he'll be expelled from the Dao Gate. At that time, we'll give him the name of a traitor to the Dao Gate. I'll see where he can hide in this world … "
Beside Meng Xuanzhao, a woman in light yellow clothes said softly with a disdainful expression.
This was a resting place in the middle of the Purple Bamboo Forest. There was a stone table and six stone stools beside it. Three people were sitting on the stone stools, one woman and two men. However, they were about the same age as Meng Xuanzhao, and their cultivation was also similar. They were Meng Xuanzhao's friends in the small circle. Most of these people had connections in the Dao Gate. Of course, they did not have any major connections, but they were some low-level elders.
Fish looked for fish, shrimp looked for shrimp. The friends that Meng Xuanzhao made were usually the same type.
Most of them were surrounded by people who were willing to work for them in order to obtain some cultivation resources from them. However, the people around Meng Xuanzhao were clearly not enough for him to launch an operation to search for Fang Xing in the entire mountain. Thus, although he felt a little embarrassed, he still found these two friends and borrowed their manpower to launch an operation to search for Fang Xing.
Meng Xuanzhao was obviously not as calm as this woman. He repeatedly lost his composure and slammed his fist on the stone table. He suddenly turned to the left and said hatefully, "Yu Sanliang, you really don't know where that brat is hiding?"
On the ground to the left of the stone table, a fat man was sitting on the ground, trembling. It was the fat Daoist. As Fang Xing's only friend in the outer sect, he was also captured and brought here. However, he did not suffer. These people only interrogated him a little, mainly because Fang Xing had a relationship with Senior Sister Lingyun, so they did not dare to be too harsh on Fang Xing's people.
In fact, even if they found Fang Xing, unless they could confirm that Fang Xing really had news of the Smoke Bandit, they absolutely wouldn't dare to use violence. Xu Lingyun's name wasn't something that anyone would dare to provoke. Even their backer wouldn't dare to provoke.
Seeing Meng Xuanzhao turn his head, the fat Daoist was slightly relieved.
In fact, he had guessed a place where Fang Xing might be hiding, but he pretended to know nothing.
According to his past conduct, it would be smart to betray Fang Xing to protect himself at this time, but the fat Daoist was not prepared to do so. The first time he had the idea of cutting ties with Fang Xing was when he saw Fang Xing stabbing Liu Feng. He was afraid of Liu Feng's revenge, but in the end, Fang Xing decisively made Liu Feng lie in bed for more than two months, and he had two more spirit stones in his hands.
The second time he was prepared to cut ties with Fang Xing was when Liu Feng lured Hou Qing to deal with Fang Xing. At that time, he suffered for half a month, and Fang Xing was also determined to die. However, half a month later, Fang Xing returned and killed Liu Feng, scaring Hei San like a child, and he changed his identity and became Senior Brother Meng Xuanzhao's friend …
Then, he had ten more spirit stones in his hands.
After that, Lin Qingxue came to this valley to seek revenge on Fang Xing. Logically speaking, if he heard about this, he would probably run away immediately and stay as far away from Fang Xing as possible. After all, no one dared to offend Vermilion Cloud Valley.
However, the ending of the matter made countless people's jaws drop. Fang Xing actually had a relationship with Senior Sister Xu Lingyun …
The fat Daoist was no longer willing to think about how many trump cards Fang Xing needed to do these things. He only believed that he should stand by Fang Xing's side, even if he would be beaten up because of him today. Perhaps this beating would be worth a hundred spirit stones.
"After I, Yu Sanliang, entered the Dao Sect, I sought fortune and avoided calamity. I smiled when I saw people, but I ended up worse than a dog. Now that I've become friends with this troublemaker, I'm starting to get rich. So … I must continue being friends!"
The fat Daoist made up his mind.
Of course, more importantly, he felt that since Fang Xing had a relationship with Senior Sister Xu Lingyun, he should be able to turn the danger into fortune this time.
Noon gradually arrived. Meng Xuanzhao had already drunk quite a lot of alcohol, and the anger in his heart burned even stronger. However, at this moment, an errand boy suddenly rushed in from outside the purple bamboo forest. He was panting heavily as he pointed outside the forest in a panic …
Meng Xuanzhao was delighted to see that. "Found it?"
The others immediately perked up and looked at the errand boy with bright eyes.
Meanwhile, the fat Daoist closed his eyes and secretly prayed …
The disciple panted a few times before saying, "That … that brat came by himself …"
"He came by himself?"
Meng Xuanzhao was stunned when he heard that. He had yet to react to what was going on.
"Haha, Senior Brother Meng, why are you in such a good mood to treat me to a drink?"
At this moment, a voice was heard. Meng Xuanzhao was stunned. He looked in the direction of the voice and saw a small figure walking in casually. He was wearing a green Daoist robe, and his face was fair and clean. He was clearly very young, but his expression was very slippery. It was Fang Xing. He walked in with his hands behind his back and chuckled, looking like he did not care about everyone present.
As soon as he entered the forest, Fang Xing saw the fat Daoist first. He was stunned and said, "Why are you everywhere?"
The fat Daoist almost cried out in grievance. 'You still have the cheek to ask? Isn't it all your fault?'
Fang Xing sized him up and saw that the fat Daoist was not injured. His attitude softened a little. He looked coldly at the people around the stone table and said indifferently, "I only have one friend in this sect. Why did you invite him here?"
Meng Xuanzhao's first thought when he saw Fang Xing was to get angry. However, he still had some self-restraint after all. He suppressed his anger and said in a low voice, "To invite Junior Brother Fang over. I sent people to invite Junior Brother Fang yesterday, but not only did you not come, you even injured two of my subordinates and left alone? I have been looking for you for the entire night. Where did you go? "
From the looks of it, Meng Xuanzhao's anger had really accumulated quite a bit.
Fang Xing tilted his head and looked at him. He sat down on a stone bench and smiled. "You still have to mention this matter? Why don't you ask your lackeys how they do things? I told them yesterday that I had something to do and would be looking for you for a drink. In the end, those two blind dogs actually came up to me and wanted to capture me. In a fit of anger, I taught them a lesson. Is there a problem?"
When Meng Xuanzhao heard this, he was slightly startled. He never thought that Fang Xingzhen would honestly explain this matter.
He regained his senses and continued to ask, "I remember that Junior Brother Fang's cultivation is at the first layer of spirit formation, right? How did you deal with the two disciples at the second layer of spirit formation? According to them … your strength is very strong and definitely not at the first layer of spirit formation! "
As he spoke, his gaze was deep as he stared at Fang Xing's face.
Due to his relationship with Xu Lingyun, it was impossible for him to shed all pretense of cordiality and kill him the moment they met. He could only use words to force Fang Xing to reveal his true identity. Then, he would turn hostile and directly subdue Fang Xing and force him to reveal the whereabouts of the Bewitching Smoke Bandit.
However, Fang Xing didn't seem to care. He smiled at Meng Xuanzhao's gaze and said, "A month ago, you were at the first layer of spirit formation. Are you still at the first layer of spirit formation now?"
Meng Xuanzhao's gaze froze. "You …"
Fang Xing smiled. "I'll be frank. A month ago, when I returned from the Demon Miasma Mountain, I was already at the peak of the second layer of spirit formation. After a month, I have already crossed the threshold of the third layer of spirit formation. Those two lackeys of yours are nothing in front of me!"
Hearing this, not to mention Meng Xuanzhao, everyone's expression changed as they looked at Fang Xing.
One of their biggest suspicions about Fang Xing was that his cultivation increased too quickly. Originally, they wanted to use this point to interrogate him, but they didn't expect Fang Xing to directly admit it. This made them feel like they had punched empty air.
"How did you do it?"
A dark-faced man beside Meng Xuanzhao asked in a deep voice.
Fang Xing smiled faintly and said, "There's no point in saying it now. When I was at the Demon Miasma Mountain, I actually found an elixir with three leaves and two flowers guarded by a demon python. Later on, the demon python was killed by Hou Qing, but he didn't find the elixir and I swallowed it. As a result, the essence in my body surged and after refining it, my cultivation increased rapidly. The reason why I have such a cultivation is all thanks to this elixir!"
"Liar!"
Meng Xuanzhao suddenly stood up and shouted, "Do you think I don't have common sense? Which elixir in this world can be directly swallowed? If you eat an elixir without refining it, your meridians will be broken. How can it increase your cultivation? "
The others also had the same thought and looked at Fang Xing suspiciously.
As long as there was a problem with Fang Xing's answer, they would immediately take action!
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