After hearing their words, Fang Xing also sensed their murderous intent, but he did not take it seriously. He glanced at Meng Xuanzhao in disdain and said indifferently, "There are so many spiritual herbs in the world. How many of them do you know?"
Meng Xuanzhao was immediately speechless, and he felt like he had punched the air again.
What Fang Xing said was right. There were a hundred thousand types of elixirs in the world, but only a portion of them had been discovered and recorded by cultivators. Even the most knowledgeable person wouldn't dare to say that they knew all of the elixirs. Furthermore, each elixir had different effects. If there was one that could be directly taken, no one could be sure that it didn't exist …
"Then why didn't my uncle mention it when you returned from the Demon Miasma Mountain when you concealed your cultivation?"
Meng Xuanzhao did not linger on this question and continued to ask sinisterly.
He was very conflicted at this moment. He really wanted to capture Fang Xing and interrogate him with torture, but he did not dare to use violence because he was afraid of the relationship between Fang Xing and Senior Sister Lingyun. At the very least, he had to get some doubts out of Fang Xing first!
"Haha, the spiritual herb in my body had not been completely refined at that time. Who knows if someone would covet it and use demonic methods to take my life and extract the spiritual herb to refine into a pill?" Fang Xing sneered in a completely unconcerned manner. "I'm not going to blame you. That spiritual medicine is truly miraculous. At every moment, I feel that there's a gentle yet abundant spiritual energy surrounding it. I only need to refine a small portion of it to greatly improve my cultivation. I even feel that the spiritual medicine that I've refined isn't even a quarter of the spiritual medicine that was wasted …"
Fang Xing smiled and described the feeling he had after consuming the demonic pill. However, he described the violent demonic pill as a gentle spiritual herb. He had a deep understanding of that feeling, so it was naturally vivid after he described it. Even Meng Xuanzhao could not help but believe him a little. The others even nodded lightly. They felt that it would be very difficult for him to describe it so truthfully without experiencing it for real …
Could it be that this little brat was really so lucky to encounter such a spiritual herb?
The few of them looked at each other and thought the same thing. They were both jealous and envious …
Cultivators basically believed in fated chances. Occasionally, they would come across a certain spiritual herb, a rare treasure, or the abode of a wise cultivator. Thus, the legend of a great improvement in cultivation was very popular in the cultivation world. Almost everyone believed in this kind of inexorable good fortune.
Of course, they still had some doubts in their hearts. How was it possible for them to encounter such dog shit luck so easily?
However, since Fang Xing had given such an answer, he couldn't argue any further. Otherwise, he could insist that he didn't believe Fang Xing, but Fang Xing insisted that he had found such a stalk of spiritual medicine. What could he do to him?
Obviously, it went against his original intentions.
Seeing that Meng Xuanzhao seemed to be in a mess, the dark-skinned man next to him said softly, "I have a question for Junior Brother Fang. I heard that you have a mid-grade flying sword called the Nine Serpent Golden Flame Sword. Is that true?"
Fang Xing nodded and said, "Yes!"
As he spoke, he made a hand seal and a golden light flew out. Nine little snakes coiled around the sword, looking very beautiful.
The dark-skinned man's eyes focused and said slowly, "It's indeed a good sword. Junior Brother Fang, where did you get this sword?"
Fang Xing smiled and said, "I bought it from the ghost market. I only spent 30 spirit stones!"
The dark-skinned man said with a faint smile, "A flying sword like this is only sold for 30 spirit stones. Junior Brother Fang, don't you think it's strange?"
Fang Xing rolled his eyes and said, "Stop beating around the bush and get straight to the point. I can tell that it has an unknown origin the moment I see this flying sword, but so what? The ghost market itself can't see the light of day. Am I not allowed to buy something that can't see the light of day? Let's get straight to the point. I just want to ask you, if you came across a flying sword like this, would you buy it for 30 spirit stones? "
As he spoke, his eyes shot straight at the dark-skinned man in an overbearing manner.
The dark-skinned man was speechless and smiled bitterly. He didn't even need to ask. If he came across this sword, he would also buy it.
Perhaps everyone present who could take out 30 spirit stones would buy it. Only a bastard wouldn't take advantage of such a cheap deal.
However, did you really buy this flying sword from the ghost market?
Meng Xuanzhao said with a sullen face, "Do you know that this sword was rumored to have been snatched by the Smoke Bandit?"
Fang Xing sneered and said, "Even if the God of Heaven brought it to me, I would still buy it. I don't care if it's a smoke or a ghost!"
Meng Xuanzhao choked and his face turned gloomy. His intuition told him that Fang Xing was obviously different from a month ago. He was no longer the same as before. He spoke in an overbearing manner and choked him to the point that he couldn't say anything. However, now that Fang Xing had a relationship with Senior Sister Lingyun, he couldn't do anything to him. After being choked by him, he could only forcefully endure it …
"Junior Brother Fang, let's not beat around the bush. Someone in the outer sect said that you know the Smoke Bandit. Is this true or false?"
The light-yellow clothed woman who hadn't spoken all this while spoke softly. Her gaze lightly fell on Fang Xing's face.
"Who said that?"
Fang Xing said unhurriedly.
The light-yellow clothed woman was slightly startled. Then, she smiled and said, "Does it matter who said it?"
Fang Xing said, "Of course it matters. I'm going to f * ck his eighteen generations of ancestors!"
Everyone was startled when they heard this. They didn't expect him to suddenly swear.
"Why are you so agitated, Junior Brother Fang?"
Meng Xuanzhao asked in a deep voice. He was the one who suspected the relationship between Fang Xing and the Smoke Bandit the most. Those words were equivalent to scolding him.
Fang Xing crossed his legs and said unhurriedly, "Why wouldn't I be agitated when someone is slandering me for no reason?"
Meng Xuanzhao chuckled and said, "To put it bluntly, I'm the one who suspects you the most!"
"Oh?"
Fang Xing pretended to be surprised and looked at Meng Xuanzhao. He smiled and said, "Then wouldn't I be f * cking your eighteen generations of ancestors?"
Bam!
Meng Xuanzhao was furious. He slammed his palm on the table and shouted, "Little dog, how dare you scold me?"
The dark-faced man hurriedly stood up and stopped Meng Xuanzhao. He looked at Fang Xing with a faint smile and said, "Why are you angry, Senior Brother Meng? How about this, why do you suspect Junior Brother Fang? Why don't you say it in front of everyone and we can all advise you! "
Meng Xuanzhao glared at Fang Xing and said, "That day, I just received the Stone Essence Powder from your hands and the Smoke Bandit appeared. Isn't that too much of a coincidence? Furthermore, after the Smoke Bandit robbed me, he purposely mentioned a person called 'Liu Feng' and said that it was this person who passed the information to him. Junior Brother Fang, if I remember correctly, you have a grudge with this Liu Feng, right? "
At this point, everyone's bright eyes fell on Fang Xing's face. They wanted to see how he would answer.
When Fang Xing heard this, he didn't bat an eyelid. He smiled and said, "Of course there's a grudge. The reason why that bastard Hou Qing captured you as bait was because of this guy. To tell you the truth, after I parted ways with you that day, I even fought with him. I originally wanted to teach him a lesson the next day, but I don't know what happened, but that guy actually disappeared. What a pity …"
At this point, he seemed to have suddenly thought of something and exclaimed, "Ah, Senior Brother Meng, could it be you …"
Meng Xuanzhao said sinisterly, "That's right, I was the one who captured him. I originally wanted to interrogate him about the Smoke Bandit, but I didn't think that he would insist that you framed him. Junior Brother Fang, don't you think it's such a coincidence?"
Fang Xing was suddenly stunned and looked at Meng Xuanzhao, flabbergasted.
The hearts of Meng Xuanzhao, the dark-faced man, and the light yellow clothed girl moved at the same time. Their gazes were firmly locked onto Fang Xing.
When they saw this, they thought that Fang Xing was stumped by the question and couldn't answer.
However, unexpectedly, after being stunned for a moment, Fang Xing said in shock, "Liu Feng hasn't returned since that day …"
Meng Xuanzhao wanted to pressure him and said coldly, "You won't be able to see him anymore …"
Fang Xing's expression became even more shocked. "Could it be you?"
Meng Xuanzhao sneered and said, "That's right. In order to find the Smoke Bandit, I didn't hesitate to send him to hell to meet the King of Hell. Now I heard that you're acquainted with the Smoke Bandit. Junior Brother Fang, do you want to expose that guy? You have to think carefully …"
The meaning behind his words was very clear. If you want to protect the Smoke Bandit, I won't hesitate to send you to meet the King of Hell.
Fang Xing's expression became even more stunned. His eyes widened as if he was extremely terrified.
Meng Xuanzhao, on the other hand, smiled coldly and looked like he had the pearl of wisdom in his hands.
Bam!
Fang Xing was stunned for a while. Suddenly, he slammed his fist on the table and shouted angrily, "Meng Xuanzhao, how should you be punished?"
Meng Xuanzhao was in the midst of threatening, but he was suddenly shouted at. He was instantly stunned and stared blankly at Fang Xing.
Fang Xing's gaze was cold. He glared at him fiercely and said in a deep voice, "For the sake of some lousy Smoke Bandit, you abused private punishment and killed your fellow disciples. Who did you give this authority to? Does the Dao Faction allow you to kill people as you please?"
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