With a solemn face, he returned to the side door like a martyr. Fang Xing looked up at the Demon-slaying Talisman with a big "Punish" character on his face, with a strange look in his eyes. Shinsyu and his cousin were waiting for him to come back from inquiring about the news. Seeing his appearance, they were also surprised. Just as they were about to ask him a few questions, they suddenly saw him spread his sleeves and directly step into the air. He came to a height of 300 feet and reached out to take off the talisman. At the same time, he turned around and landed on the crown of a big tree next to him...
"Er... Why did he take off the talisman?"
Shinsyu and his cousin were both stunned, and then they panicked.
"Oh no, could it be that he's so angry that he wants to make a scene in Baek Ok-kyung?"
"Oh no, if he makes trouble as soon as he comes, the Old Ancestor will be unhappy..."
Thinking of this, the two of them suddenly looked frightened. At the same time, they stepped on the clouds to stop Fang Xing.
However, as soon as they got up, they were shaken down again. They saw Fang Xing on the top of the tree holding the talisman. He took a deep breath and suddenly began to curse, "Fang Xing, you are a bastard devil. You are handsome and capable. You are the top scorer in all kinds of stealing and cheating. Are you going to let others live? I've had enough of you for a long time. Today, I've received this edict to exchange you for rewards. No matter where you hide, I'll find you sooner or later, and then I'll snatch all your wives and all your treasures … "
"Well, I can't provoke Senior Brother in the future. When he gets angry, he even scolds himself..."
Shinsyu stared blankly at Fang Xing going crazy on the top of the tree.
"Why do I feel that he is praising himself?"
His cousin was also very helpless. They had all guessed that Fang Xing had his own purpose, so they no longer went forward to stop him.
"Someone took off the talisman..."
"It's actually a monk …"
However, Fang Xing's actions immediately attracted the attention of countless cultivators in the surroundings. There were many cultivators outside the city gate, and those who came to collect the talisman were often the center of attention. Especially after seeing Fang Xing's attire, they became even more curious. For a moment, countless gazes looked over and stared blankly at Fang Xing standing on the city gate, holding up the talisman and cursing nonstop. His spittle flew everywhere, and his voice traveled for five kilometers.
"He received that Demon Slaying Talisman again?"
"I don't know if he really wants to kill that little devil, or if it's just a coincidence!"
"It looks like he really has a deep grudge against that little devil. Look at how fiercely he scolded him …"
"Aiyaya, a monk even used words like 'wife snatching'. It can be seen that his grudge with the little devil is not shallow!"
Now that there were people watching from below, Fang Xing cursed even more vigorously. As he cursed, he waited for someone to appear and contact him. However, he didn't expect that after cursing for a full hour, even when his mouth was dry, no one would appear. He immediately muttered in his heart, "Could it be that the old bastard who took my spirit essence lied to me?" Just as he was thinking about whether he should go down and rest for a while before coming up to curse again, he heard the helpless voice transmission of the old Jindan in his mind. "Little Master, you just need to curse a little to show your position. Come down and wait, and someone will come to find you. You've been standing up there for so long, and it's not good to stand out too much. It's said that the little devil has many friends …"
"Damn, why didn't you say so earlier …"
Fang Xing was speechless. He drank a mouthful of wine to moisten his throat and then jumped down from the crown of the tree.
After secretly communicating with his cousin and Shinsyu, Fang Xing found a smooth stone and sat down, drinking while waiting. After seeing his ability to curse for an hour, the people around him looked at him with admiration. However, seeing his unkind face, no one came to talk to him for a while. Even the old Jindan ran away as if nothing had happened and pretended not to know him.
In Baek Ok-kyung, two practitioners in light yellow shirts came out and hung the same Talisman on the wall. They took a deep look at Fang Xing and then went back to the city without saying a word. Fang Xing could feel that they didn't have to come to ask him. As soon as the Talisman was lifted, there was a strange divine thought wrapped around him. This must be the means by which Baek Ok-kyung monitored the people who had lifted the list. Because of this, he did not try to refine this divine thought, but let it hang on him and secretly pondered in his heart.
In this way, he received the Talisman and approached the group of people who did not like him.
However, he had always been bold. The more he heard that the group of "big shots" had extraordinary origins, the more he wanted to see who had such a big grudge against him. It was obvious that he was already dead, but they still used this method to step on him. And those guys who had received this Talisman, didn't they want to kill him? He might as well follow the vines to find the melon and wipe out that group of bastards all at once.
As the old Jindan said, after Fang Xing waited here for about two hours, two practitioners in light blue robes came over with a gloomy face. They looked at Fang Xing up and down and then at the Talisman in his hand. After confirming that there was no mistake, one of them said in a sinister voice, "Monk, you are the one who received the Talisman to kill the little devil Fang Xing, right? What grudge do you have against him? "
At the same time, Fang Xing also looked at them a few times. Hearing the impolite question, he rolled his eyes and said, "It's none of your business."
"Oh … you have a big temper!"
The taller cultivator didn't get angry. He sneered and said, "Fine, I won't ask you. However, our master wants to see you. A great fortune has fallen on your head. If you're not afraid, then come with me …"
"Afraid? Why should I be afraid? "
Fang Xing sneered. With a flick of his sleeves, he followed the two of them into the city.
When they came to the side door, the two took out their waist tokens, showed them, and directly entered the city. Fang Xing also followed them in. He saw that Baek Ok-kyung was really different. There were rows of palaces on both sides, and the road in the middle was extremely wide, all made of white granite. In the city, from time to time, there were practitioners flying in the air and walking on the clouds, looking immortal and admirable. However, looking carefully, there were also rules for flying in the air. Practitioners in the Building Foundation Realm could only fly below 300 feet. Above 300 feet and below 300 feet, practitioners in the Golden Core Realm could fly. Even if there was a Foundation Realm, they had to follow the practitioners in the Golden Core Realm. As for above 300 feet, there were only two flashes of the divine light of the Yuanying Realm. Presumably, that was the height that only the Yuanying Realm could reach.
The two practitioners in light blue robes did not move fast, nor did they fly in the air. They just waved their sleeves and walked on the ground as if there was no dust on their feet. Seeing this, Fang Xing could only follow them. However, after entering the city, they walked for about half an hour and came to a crowded street. On both sides of the street, there were shops like elixirs and instrument pavilions. The tourists on the street were all practitioners, and they came and went between the shops like mortals. Fang Xing even saw a few practitioners in the Yuanying Realm. Seeing this scene, he really understood a popular saying in the cultivation world: Golden Core Realm is as common as dogs, but Yuanying Realm is everywhere …
"Come in!"
The two practitioners in light blue robes led Fang Xing to a shop called "Liuhe House". They turned around and greeted him, then went straight in. Fang Xing followed them in and saw that it was a shop selling elixirs and talismans. The first floor was very luxurious and neat. The shopkeepers sitting behind the counter were all at the Third Transformation of Golden Core Realm. There were also several female attendants in colorful clothes talking with the practitioners in low voices, introducing the benefits of various elixirs and talismans. Although there were many people, it seemed very quiet.
However, the person Fang Xing wanted to see was on the third floor. Walking up the red sandalwood stairs, he discovered that the entire third floor was a cave dwelling. From the outside, it seemed to be only a few hundred feet in circumference, but after entering, it turned out to be a thousand feet in size, luxuriously decorated cultivation cave dwelling. There was even a Spirit Gathering Array installed, causing people to feel the Spirit Qi blowing on their faces as soon as they entered, raising their spirits.
Inside the cave dwelling, there was a gurgling stream, pine smoke, and copper furnace. It had a simple artistic conception, and at the end of the cave dwelling, there was a thin gauze. The gauze was woven with talismans, blocking the probing of cultivators' Divine Sense. One could only see through the translucent gauze that there was a person sitting cross-legged behind it. There was a zither in front of him, but he was not playing the zither. After a long time, a string note could be heard, as if he was tuning.
"Young Master, the person who received the Talisman Edict is here!"
Two practitioners in light blue robes came forward and respectfully reported, then they stood on both sides, quietly waiting for the person behind the gauze to speak.
Fang Xing also craned his neck to take a look, but seeing that he really could not see the person's appearance, he could only suppress his thoughts and wait for him to speak.
The person behind the gauze was very arrogant, and seemed to be indifferent towards the three of them coming in. After tuning the zither for a long time, when the sound was elegant and mellow, he pushed the zither away with satisfaction and raised his head to look outside. At the same time, a Divine Sense reached out from behind the gauze and swept over Fang Xing a few times. He seemed to be a little surprised, and said with a light smile, "Unexpectedly, it's a monk. May I know where did you cultivate?"
Fang Xing had already thought of an answer, and said lazily, "I was originally a rogue cultivator of Nan Zhan. I accidentally obtained a few incomplete scriptures and cultivated the supernatural powers of Buddhism, so I dressed up as a monk. I don't abstain from drinking, and I still sleep with women. Although I don't have any hair, I don't have any scars either. I'm a fake monk!"
"Oh, you're quite honest!"
The person behind the gauze nodded and said softly, "What grievances do you have with that little devil?"
Fang Xing said, "He slept with my woman, does that count?"
The person behind the gauze was slightly startled, and said with a wry smile, "That devil actually did such a thing, I'm a little surprised!"
After that, he asked a few more questions. Fang Xing was very good at lying, and he said it seamlessly, or it was difficult to verify, so naturally, he did not have any evidence to use against him. In addition, the person probably did not think that this monk dressed up as the little devil who was rumored to be dead, so after asking a few questions, he was already relieved. With a wave of his hand, the gauze was rolled up, and he slowly stood up and walked out from behind the gauze. When he saw his true appearance, Fang Xing was suddenly stunned, and his expression became unusually strange …
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