Lord of the Great Tribulation

Chapter 59 Revenge
three days later.

Under the nourishment of mana, Fang Xian healed all his injuries and walked out of the cave.

The mountains are continuous, the mountains are emerald, and the aura is full.

This world is extremely vast, and the human kingdom only occupies a small part of the continent. The rest are mostly lofty mountains, wild and remote areas, and the four seas and northern darkness. There are countless rare and exotic beasts, purple mansion alien species, great cultivation schools, fairy palaces and caves, and ancient inheritances.

Although this place is close to the boundary of the human world, there are also many mountain spirits, monsters, and beasts in the mountains.

He spent several days to find a cold pool, used his magic power, and fished out several old turtles.

"Hey... when someone else makes a move, the fairy energy is floating, and the five-color auspicious clouds are with him. It looks like the authentic Taoism. The mana I have cultivated is not only messy, but also the wind is blowing, gray and black. It is not a good way at first glance. number……"

Fang Xian sighed and looked at the prey he caught.

These old tortoises are not fairy species, but have lived a little longer. One is only the size of a washbasin, with some natural gossip patterns on its back.

He chose one, disemboweled it, cut it into eight pieces, burned the shell, grabbed the turtle's blood and internal organs, and began to divine the fortune of revenge.

After a while, the hexagram appeared, it was 'good luck'!
Fang Xian nodded, then shook his head:

"Other people's fortune-telling and deduction, either pinch their fingers, the cleverness is natural, or it is paired with copper money yarrow, showing the charm of a fairy, but my fortune-telling is full of blood, what a pit!" '

However, this method of hexagrams outside the sky has an extraordinary origin. It is not the plum blossom arithmetic that anyone in the practice world can learn, and Lianshanyi can be compared with it. Fang Xian has great confidence in it.

At the moment, he tidied up, cut the talisman flying sword, hid it in his bosom, performed lightness kung fu, and came to the nearest 'Guangyuan City'.

It's not that he doesn't want to fly, but that the magic power in his body is shallow, and he can't fly even if he wants to.

As for the flying escape magic weapon?Hehe... That's purely overthinking, not even Taoist Youfang himself.

The two masters and apprentices traveled the world, and Taoist Youfang held a 'five ghost banner' in his hand, which was regarded as a treasure by the Taoist, and he would not take it out easily.

At the gate of the city, a group of people were watching the yellow list.

Fang Xian's heart moved, and he moved over.

"Recently, there were monsters in the city who made troubles and stole property with the five ghosts method. Fortunately, they were beheaded by a passing senior..."

A scholar in green shirt sighed.

As soon as the words "monster" and "five ghosts" came to his ears, Fang Xian's heart stopped for a moment, knowing that the cheap master might have really paid for it.

He looked at the bulletin and found that it was about the same content, with a calm expression on his face, he went straight into the city.

"Master is just a method of extension. He can kill him. The enemy's strength may not be high, but I can deal with it... so I got an auspicious hexagram?"

Fang Xian came to a restaurant, rewarded him with some money, and sat down in a secluded place, thinking to himself: "Or maybe... the practitioner has left, and the remaining ordinary knights and knights will certainly not be my opponent. . I remember the swordsman’s face, and if I ask a little bit, I can get clues.”

Practitioners who gather the aura of heaven and earth, gather the essence of the sun and the moon, unless they have reached the stage of refining their minds in the world of mortals, or have important things to do, they seldom stay in the world for a long time.

It is also a coincidence.

The drinkers in the building happened to be talking about this.

"Then the Yin family is a wealthy local, with tens of thousands of acres of land, servants like forests, maidservants like jade, gold and silver in the mansion are countless, otherwise how could they attract demons?"

A drinker blushed.

"It is said that the demon can use the method of transporting five ghosts, and has the ability to pass through walls. If I can obtain this method, then how much gold and silver do I need?"

"Bah! Bad intentions!"

"Haha, drink and drink!"

The people at that table seemed to be people from the martial arts world, and one person said again: "In the Yin mansion, the second son of Yin, Yin Qiuxian, is also extraordinary. He is a well-known expert in the six counties of our mansion. It is said that he also beheaded a little demon this time." Woolen cloth……"

Fang Xian touched his face and felt that he, the 'little demon', had found his target.

He didn't say much, he paid the money and went out, went to the cloth shop to buy a few sets of ready-made clothes, changed into some eye-catching Taoist robes, specifically inquired about the location of the Yin residence, and waited at the door.

In the evening, horseshoes were heard again and again.

A black-haired horse with only four snow-white hooves came galloping. This is 'Treading the Clouds', a famous horse with a thousand gold.

Immediately there was a young gentleman with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a face as smooth as jade, and a long sword at his waist.

Especially that face, the original body's memory is quite deep.

'good!This is not the wrong person. '

Fang Xian pressed the bamboo hat and walked away slowly.

……

night.

A shadow sneaked over the high wall of the Yin mansion and entered the back house.

After all, Fang Xian used to be the supreme martial artist, and when he used his lightness kung fu with mana, he walked on the snow without a trace, coming and going without a trace.

I found a dark place and took down a boy servant. I immediately knew that the second young master was still practicing his sword in the back garden!
Fang Xian knocked the boy unconscious and followed the instructions to the back garden.

Hiding in the darkness, I suddenly saw a man dancing a sword under the moonlight in the center of the garden. His body was like a willow in the wind, and his sword was like duckweed. He had obviously received the best teaching.

In the previous life, he could be called a master!
"Ugh……"

After dancing a set of sword skills, Yin Qiuxian sighed quietly: "My heart is so wandering, where can I seek immortality? The way of immortality, the way of immortality..."

Suddenly, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw a yellow light flying towards him!

—— Talisman Flying Sword!
After all, he is a master of martial arts, with a soft drink, the long sword rolled up blossoming sword flowers, protecting him in front of him.

The yellow light moved and turned in mid-air, like a spiritual snake or a peerless swordsman, directly seeing through the flaw in his swordsmanship and piercing it with his sword.

'My life is over! '

Yin Qiuxian was sighing in his heart, but found that the flying sword didn't come to chop off his head, but shot out a sword energy, which directly crippled his dantian.

"what……"

Under the severe pain, the second son of the Yin family passed out directly.

Only then did Fang Xian Shi Shiran appear, carrying Yin Qiuxian like carrying a child, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye regardless of the noise behind him.

……

Snapped!
A basin of cold water was poured on his head, Yin Qiuxian woke up suddenly, looked at Fang Xian, and suddenly his whole body shook: "It's you! Are you alive?"

"Very disappointed?"

Fang Xian fiddled with the fire by himself.

He has already left the city and captured this person alive. Naturally, there are some things that need to be asked: "Is my master dead? Who did it?"

Yin Qiuxian suddenly felt a little cold.

When this man spoke, it was a bit too understatement, he didn't look like his master died.

"Sure enough, he is a demon from the evil sect, with a cold heart, I'm sorry!"

He has a very strong temper and scolded directly.

"idiot!"

Fang Xian would not spoil this baby, and directly crushed all the bones in his right hand: "You still have a lot of bones in your body, do you want to try it?"

Unexpectedly, Yin Qiuxian's character is really tough, and he didn't say a word.

Fang Xian thought for a while, then shot out a burst of mana, combined with some ecstasy and sorcery learned in the martial arts in his previous life, and asked again.

"He was killed by a passing senior who claimed to be Master Baiyang of the Luoshan Sect. He left that night..." Yin Qiuxian answered with a confused look on his face.

"Luoshan faction... Master Baiyang?"

Fang Xian nodded, and was about to strike Yin Qiuxian with a sword, when suddenly, his heart moved: "This person has a resolute character, and it seems that he has some blessings..."

Anyway, the old turtle still has extra money, so he might as well do the math.

(End of this chapter)