"The Immortal Tribulation is brewing …"
Kunlun Devil Palace, Tianqiu Temple.
Fang Xian had been the General Manager for three years and had heard a lot of news.
In the Kunlun Devil Palace, the most respected person was Minghe Daojun. Only this person with the cultivation of a Daolord, with the help of a treasure of the Demon Sect, could refine a few portions of the Underworld River Styx Water in a hundred years!
Once this rare treasure was revealed, it would be divided among the other four Demon Sect Perfected Lords, and the Gold Pill Disciple below would not be able to see it at all.
"Do I have to think about the Perfected Lords? This is probably my only chance! "
Fang Xian looked at the Seclusion Room in Tianqiu Temple.
In the palace, news about this True Disciple was naturally the most abundant. Fang Xian had to hear about it even if he didn't want to.
Speaking of which, this true disciple named Yu Nichang could be said to have had a bumpy road.
Before she became a True Disciple, her family somehow provoked the eldest True Disciple of the Kunlun Devil Palace — Yamaraja! All the men and women had their souls extracted and refined. She was the only one who managed to escape and struggled bitterly in the various countries of Kunlun. Later on, due to her unique physique, she caught the eye of one of the four great True Lords of the Devil Palace, True Lord Blood Sea. He brought her back to the Kunlun Devil Palace and took her in as a disciple.
However, this Perfected Lord did not have good intentions.
It should be known that the Demonic Art that Xue Kai Jin cultivated was best at refining Blood God. This thing was usually just a blood shadow. When it pounced on the enemy, it could break through all kinds of Dharma treasures and Daoist spells, and suck the enemy dry.
Those who cultivated the Blood Shadow Divine Art were the best materials to refine a Blood God's Son.
Ever since Yu Nichang became a Gold Pill, half of the cultivators in the Devil Palace were betting on when she would become a Gold Pill Blood God under Xue Kai Jin.
Anyone who cultivated the Blood Shadow Divine Technique and joined Xue Kai Jin's side would not have a good ending.
This was also the reason why those boys didn't think highly of Yu Nichang.
Fang Xian also understood why Yu Nichang named the temple 'Tianqiu Temple'. It was indeed because of the deep hatred of the Sea Of Blood.
At this moment, a bronze bell in Tianqiu Temple suddenly rang despite the absence of wind.
"The Hall Master has come out of seclusion."
Many boys and servants who were busy … put down their chores and, under Fang Xian's lead, went to the main hall to welcome the Hall Master.
Not long after, they saw Yu Nichang, dressed in a red robe, sitting on the main seat. It was obvious that she had consolidated her Gold Pill Realm. She shouted, "Ancestor River Styx once said that the righteous path will prosper. If you want to invade the Devil Palace, you must cultivate hard. Otherwise, when the Great Tribulation comes, you will be turned to ashes without a struggle …"
This was a warning to her disciples to cultivate hard.
When Fang Xian heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He knew that all the masters, both righteous and evil, had predicted this and were secretly preparing for it.
"Yu Xuanji …"
After lecturing the others, Yu Nichang waved her hand and dismissed them, leaving only Fang Xian. She stared at him for a while before saying, "Do you know why I appointed you as the Head Majordomo?"
Without waiting for Fang Xian to answer, she said, "It's not because your surname is Yu, but because you cultivate the Great Heaven Devouring Demonic Technique! Looking at your behavior, you don't look like a lunatic. You must have a grudge against the Sea Of Blood. Although I'm not good at this, I can give you some advice … Sigh … "
At the end of her words, the girl sighed softly.
Obviously, she wanted to say that if the Great Heaven Devouring Demonic Technique could be cultivated to the level of a True Monarch, she might choose this technique.
"Xuanji will definitely work hard …"
Fang Xian lowered his eyes and answered.
But in his heart, he was thinking, 'If I want to end fate, I can just give her the Invisible Needle. But I can't bear to do that … Then I can only avenge her? It's fine if I kill Yamaraja, but Xue Kai Jin … I really can't defeat him … '
Fortunately, Yu Nichang did not know what he was thinking. She waved her hand and dismissed him.
Before leaving the main hall, Fang Xian's heart skipped a beat. It was a message from his avatar.
…
Moro Country.
This country was also one of the countries of Kunlun.
Fang Xian's avatar used the Hundred Lives Reincarnation Technique to change his appearance and aura. He disguised himself as a mortal and hid in the town. Three years had passed smoothly.
At this time, sitting in the teahouse, he saw an unexpected person in the crowd.
"It's him!"
In the crowd, a scholar in a green robe seemed to have sensed something. He turned his head and looked at the teahouse, but he did not see anyone familiar. He could not help but feel puzzled.
This person was tall and had a scholarly aura. He was' Zhuge Wen Xian 'of the Three Immortals and Two Heroes.
At this time, he felt that although this person's appearance was ordinary, he had a gentlemanly temperament. He was extraordinary.
"Is he … here to try his luck?"
Fang Xian thought for a moment and understood something.
The Three Immortals and Two Heroes had gathered great luck. They also had their own fortuitous encounters outside of Shushan Sword School.
In his heart, he was thinking about how to get involved.
He was not coveting Zhuge Wen Xian's fortuitous encounter, but he was preparing to form a bond with him.
Although Fang Xian did not intend to join the Shushan Sword Sect, he did not want to go against the general trend. At this time, he had formed an affinity with Zhuge Wenxian. In the future, he would be able to make him repay him tenfold or even a hundredfold. It was a good thing.
Otherwise, why did the masters of the orthodox sects and secluded masters show up recently?
The world was bustling, and everyone came for benefits. That was all.
Zhuge Wen Xian, who was below, did not know that he had gained a "helper". He was still thinking to himself, "I've cultivated hard for three years and have achieved the Divine Powers. The Sect Master gave me a great treasure and ordered me to go down the mountain and go all the way to the west to find the Opportunity. I've already reached Kunlun. Where is the Opportunity?"
Gu Dao Xian, who was also one of the Three Immortals, caused trouble for the sect. This made Zhuge Wen Xian feel bad.
He was a man of wisdom and did not want to let his emotions show. He only worked harder in his cultivation. This time, he was even more determined to complete the task given by the Sect Master no matter what.
While he was at a loss, his expression suddenly changed. He turned into a small alley and took out a note from his chest. His forehead was covered in cold sweat, "Which master is joking with me? If he did not put the note in, but killed me, I would have died even if there were ten of me. After all, I have not refined the treasure to the point where I can use it as I wish. It's fine if I die, but if I cause the sect to lose this treasure, I will not be able to escape even if I die ten thousand times … "
He opened the note in panic and saw the words "Go west for a hundred miles, Magic Dragon Valley". There was a red sword pattern at the bottom, and the sword aura was very familiar.
"Fire Dragon Sword? So it's him! "
Zhuge Wen Xian was enlightened. He thought of Fang Xian and his expression became complicated.
He could only say that the leader of the Three Immortals was indeed the leader of the Three Immortals. He had already achieved the first grade three years ago, and he had only just entered the Divine Powers.
The difference was too big.
"Master and Uncle-Master both said that he seemed to be proficient in Precelestial Divination. Since he sent a letter to guide me, it should not be wrong …"
Zhuge Wen Xian made up his mind and left the city, heading all the way west.
…
"Tsk tsk, that Sect Master Shushan is a bit biased … But I owe him a favor."
Fang Xian looked at this scene and smiled without saying a word.
To him, using the Turtle Line Blood Trigram once was worth it.
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