white head demon

Stealing the vitality of the people to cure the spiritual well, and the spiritual well is related to the spiritual energy of various sects and veins. Doesn't this mean that at that time, the spiritual energy that these qi refiners who practiced hidden in the mountains swallowed and breathed out? Is it the vitality from the common people?Doesn't this mean that at that time, the seemingly high-ranking and immortal Qi refiners, in fact, everyone was a mandrill who was eating human flesh and blood?

After hearing this answer, Fang Cun could no longer be indifferent.

As for Mr. Fan, looking at Fang Cun's expression, he couldn't help sighing, and said: "Daxia Guangbao, the Immortal Palace is in the middle, there are countless gods and kings, big and small, and there are countless spiritual wells. Even today, there are probably many places. It is to steal the life of the people and feed it to the spirit well, but this old man would definitely not do such a thing, but it also happened that because this old man didn't do it, he ended up in such a field..."

He said with a wry smile on his face, and sighed: "Fang Xiaoyou, you..."

Fang Cun waved his hand slowly and said after a while, "What does Mr. Fan need Fang Cun for?"

Mr. Fan was silent for a moment, and said: "At least five thousand dragon stones are needed, maybe it can help me in Qingjiang County..."

"Five thousand..."

Fang Cun sighed slowly, not many.

But he didn't show the slightest trace on his face, he just looked extremely embarrassed.

After a long while, he slowly shook his head and said, "The old man thinks highly of our Fang family..."

Mr. Fan was slightly startled, and said: "Little friend Fang, this is a big matter, and the old man is not polite to you, how much can you offer?"

Fang Cun's thoughts changed, but he didn't answer. After a while, he said: "I need to make a living!"

"Ok?"

Mr. Fan was taken aback, obviously this answer was somewhat unexpected.

Since it is said that it is necessary to make a living, could it be that, in fact, it is possible for the Fang family to search and find out?

"Don't get me wrong, sir!"

Fang Cun saw his expression, smiled helplessly, and sighed: "The Fang family doesn't have such skills, but before that, there was an old brother and old friend, the God King of the Phoenix Kingdom, who came to meet the younger generation, and once said that if there is any difficulty, you can Ask her for advice, the difficulties I have in Qingjiang County are naturally my difficulties, I will wait until I see her, find an opportunity to talk about it, and see if I can borrow some..."

"This……"

Mr. Fan didn't expect him to answer like this, he was slightly taken aback, but still smiled: "Alright!"

"Mr. Fang, will the Second Young Master Fang donate money at this critical time?"

When Fang Cun took his leave and left, an old slave who had been hiding in the shadows appeared beside him.

Looking at the direction where Fang Cun was leaving, he seemed to be a little worried, sighed in a low voice, and asked Mr. Fan with emotion.

"Humph!"

Mr. Fan's expression was somewhat displeased: "Look for the Phoenix God King to borrow it? Thankfully he figured it out!"

The old slave was surprised: "The old man thinks what he said is false?"

"It must be fake!"

Mr. Fan said with a sullen face: "This old man knows Fang Chi too well, heh, other people see him as a noble and spotless fairy master, but this old man knows that he is either not greedy, or he is very greedy. When he was still young, he often communicated with the old man and lived with him as a friend, but later, when he went out of the world and realized the Tao, he disliked the old man and gradually alienated him. After he died, is it true that he doesn't even care about his family, and doesn't even leave any property behind?"

The old slave said with a smile: "It is reasonable to say that I have five thousand dragon stones on hand..."

Mr. Fan deeply agreed, but he still gave a cold snort on his face. During this period of time, in order to calm down the dog demon, the experience of running around and being looked down upon by others turned into exhaustion from the bottom of his heart, and said with a sneer: "I don't want to learn from the prefect before that, in order to raise the spirit well and steal the lives of the people, but this pressure should not be entirely borne by the old man. His family's good reputation is enough, and the people of the seven clans also take advantage of it." That's enough, the old man asked them to bleed some blood to save the people's Lingjing, what's wrong?"

The old slave hurriedly laughed and said: "Naturally, the old man has profound virtues, who is not convinced?"

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Fang Cun left the main hall and walked in the night-shrouded Lingwu Sect. He was dressed in a white robe and his whole body was cold.

Lingjing, common people, Longshi, seven clans...

All kinds of things, all of which were extremely chaotic at this time, came into my mind.

For many things, he had already made a resolution, so he just had to follow through.

But now, what he got from Mr. Fan suddenly was beyond his expectation.

All kinds of dragon stones, it doesn't matter.

It's just that Qi Xuan in the Lingjing really made him meditate.

Is it really like what Lao Fan said, what he is doing now is considered excellent?

In the past, the county mansion used to steal people's lives to cure Lingjing. Now he didn't do that. He just thought that when the critical moment came, let the Seven Clans and Fang's family come forward and find a way to gather more dragon stones to save Lingjing. The only way now?

Hearing what he said, he was indeed confident.

But the size is small, but there is a faint feeling that something is not quite right...

Because if this is the case, wouldn't it be a dead end to some extent?

"Second Young Master Fang..."

In the darkness, a figure of a woman came meanderingly. In the perennial mist of the Lingwu Sect, this woman also seemed to be carrying a cloud of confusion. She seemed to have been waiting halfway along the way, He called softly, and walked out, but after he came out, he didn't speak, as if he was a little embarrassed, but looked at Fang Cun expectantly, waiting for him to say something.

"Are you having problems again?"

Fang Cun glanced at Meng Zhixue and asked softly.

Meng Zhixue hesitated for a moment, nodded, and repeated what Lu Xiao had said.

"I underestimated him!"

Fang Cun was silent for a while before he smiled and said: "Before now, I only thought of him as a spoiled child, always saying things that were self-righteous, showing that he had some depth, but now I realize that those words of his are not all It doesn't make sense... At least, when everyone is helpless, it is very useful to say these words to comfort one's heart..."

"If you can learn from him, you won't be stuck in a bottleneck!"

Meng Zhixue's face paled, and she slowly shook her head, saying: "I will never be able to learn from him, that's why I thought..."

Fang Cun swung his sleeves and said with a smile, "I'm not much better than you at this time!"

Meng Zhixue fell silent, opened her mouth, but closed her mouth again, just stood silently.

"From the moment I cultivated the treasure body, I knew that my brother was at the end of the treasure body state, and left me an answer!"

Looking at the fog that has been lingering in front of him for years, Fang Cun also sighed in a low voice, and said: "But now, I have made all the preparations, and I can get the answer at any time. But I actually flinched a little..."

Meng Zhixue was startled: "Master Fang is afraid?"

Fang Cun smiled wryly, "I'm so scared!"

Meng Zhixue said, "Are...afraid of Mr. Fan?"

Fang Cun shook his head.

Meng Zhixue said, "Are you afraid of the Seven Clans?"

Fang Cun still shook his head, and without waiting for Meng Zhixue to ask again, he suddenly said in a low voice, "You come together!"

Meng Zhixue hurriedly followed behind him, and the two of them descended the hillside together, they didn't go to the side hall where they lived, nor did they go to Tengyun, they just walked like this, going straight to the Mo family who belonged to the seven clans The son-in-law, Mr. Shang Yue, came to the place where Mr. Yue was. Because of the bloody case, this place has been sealed up, and the surroundings are quiet, as if contaminated with ghosts, no one dares to come here without incident.

Now those who are forced to stay here are only a few documents from the county government and some surveyors.

And on the side of this side hall, under the plane tree, there is a woman wearing a bamboo hat and a light veil, drinking tea in front of the stone table. In the side hall, as if to see if there were any clues left, Fang Cun went straight to her, sat next to her, and poured himself a glass unceremoniously.

"There are so many people with mixed eyes, isn't Second Young Master Fang afraid of being seen?"

The woman didn't take it seriously, she just said something lightly.

Fang Cun glanced at her and said, "Will someone see it?"

"of course not!"

The woman said indifferently: "You also know that my Yuebu soul method is unparalleled in the world!"

Fang Cun looked a little helpless, and said, "How are you doing recently?"

The palms of the woman from the Moon Department of the Witch Clan couldn't help trembling.

Meng Zhixue on the side looked at it, and was suddenly surprised. This Moon Clan of the Witch Clan had only recently surrendered to Da Xia, and had a special status. The matter of surrendering to Daxia is of great significance, so even they have a very high status, and the identity of this witch clan Yuebu saintess, probably in Daxia, can basically be regarded as the same as the princess.

Why doesn't Second Young Master Fang treat others as outsiders at all?

"Half a year has passed since the last farewell, and it's almost time for the young master to fulfill his promise!"

And the saintess of the Moon Department of the Witch Clan didn't feel very angry when she heard it, and said in a cold voice as soon as the tea cup was put down.

"I will keep my promise, but you have to answer my question!"

There seemed to be some order in Fang Cun's tone.

The saintess of the Moon Department of the Witch Clan was obviously more angry, but after a long time, she fell silent and said, "Ask!"

Fang Cun said directly: "Master Fan invites you to come over and help heal Lingjing, so how can we cure it?"

"Lingjing?"

The woman immediately laughed when she heard the words, and said: "I have two strategies, but to help Mr. Fan, which strategy do you want to hear?"

Fang Cun said directly: "The third strategy!"

The woman from Yuebu of the Witch Clan, her palms visibly stiffened, suddenly lifted her veil, and looked at Fangcun seriously.

"Second Young Master Fang, after listening to the third strategy, someone might die..."

Fang Cun picked up the cup, straightened his body slightly, and replied quietly: "I'm ready!"

Chapter 250 Extremely Simple

"The understanding of Lingjing in this world is better than that of my witch clan, except for the Immortal Palace!"

Looking at the square inch sitting in front of her with a serious face, Yue Hanzhuang finally opened her mouth to answer. However, she seemed to be deliberately angry and did not directly mention the third strategy, but started from the beginning: "Different places, There are different names for the spiritual well. Er Daxia calls it the spiritual well, but our witch clan calls it the soul source, and in some places, it is called the spirit bead or the dragon bead. The reason is that Because, Lingjing and Longmai are meant to complement each other, and they are in a relationship of mutual help and influence..."

"There are dragon veins in the world, entrenched in one side, and because of the direction of the dragon veins in the terrain, they are divided into countless branches, intertwined and merged, and finally turned into spiritual wells. These spiritual wells nourish the spiritual veins between heaven and earth, making Qi refining Scholars have the capital to practice and improve, and if the spirit well is exhausted, it means that the spirit energy of the world is thin, and even a certain part of the dragon veins has gradually experienced problems..."

"So, Mr. Fan is really not alarmist in this matter!"

"Under the shrine, the governors of the counties sit on one side and kill demons for the people. Helping the Great Xia Immortal Palace to maintain the dragon veins, if there is a problem with this spiritual well, let alone Mr. Fan, the sheriff, is the son of His Royal Highness, I am afraid that he will also be stabbed!"

"..."

"..."

Fang Cun just listened quietly, and Meng Zhixue, who was standing beside him, didn't even dare to intervene.

Qi refiners in the world are all aware of the spiritual well, but most of them don't know the relationship between the spiritual well, the dragon's veins, the shrine, and the fairy palace.

After pondering for a while, Fang Cun asked: "How far is the Lingjing in Qingjiang County now?"

"It's only half a step away, and it will completely collapse!"

Yue Hanzhuang's answer was very simple, but Fang Cun and Meng Zhixue's expressions changed slightly.

Fang Cun had heard old Mr. Fan mention the matter of Lingjing long ago, but even at that time, Lingjing, Dog Demon, and Ghost Officer were only the three major issues raised by the old gentleman, but he never explicitly stated that Lingjing The problem of exhaustion is so serious...

"Then... what is your treatment?"

Slowly, he asked the most important question.

"The first strategy is very simple. Many people know about it without us coming!"

Yue Hanzhuang said lightly: "That is to steal life's vitality and pour it into the spirit well. The spirit well is born from the dragon's veins, and the dragon's veins nourish all living beings, and the reverse is also true. All living beings can also nourish the dragon's veins. If Mr. Fan is really brave, Then follow the example of the previous sheriff and set up a large formation to steal the vitality of the people and pour it into the spirit well continuously, I am afraid that this problem can be easily solved..."

"what?"

Meng Zhixue was behind Fang Cun, and upon hearing this question, her face turned pale.

As for Yue Hanzhuang, she ignored her reaction at all, just smiled lightly, and said: "Of course, brother Ling Fang Chi, after exposing this matter, has already caused an uproar. In Daxia today, dare to do it again?" There are not many people who use this method, especially in Qingjiang County, which is the place where Brother Ling practiced, but Mr. Fan may not dare to go this old way, otherwise he would not have invited me!"

Fang Cun was only slightly silent, and said again: "What about the second strategy?"

"Of course it's Dragonstone!"

Yue Hanzhuang said softly, "Dragonstone is originally the source of dragon veins, so reversing into the spirit well is naturally the most suitable method. However, no matter how clever the method is, no matter how well the dragonstone is used, I am afraid it can only be solved." An urgent need can be relieved for as long as there are as many dragon stones thrown into it, and when the dragon stones are exhausted, the spirit well will still dry up, or even worse..."

"So he asked for the dragon stone from the seven clans and our Fang family just to understand this urgent need?"

Fang Cun was silent, and looked up at Yue Hanzhuang.

He is waiting for the third strategy.

"How did you guess that there would be a third strategy?"

Before Yue Hanzhuang said this answer, she took a curious look at Fang Cun.

"Because I already know the first two strategies, and after I know it, I will understand that if there are only these two methods to save Lingjing, then the existence of this Lingjing is just a hidden danger, not Daxia Immortal. The pottery of the palace..."

Fang Cun spoke slowly, and looked at Yue Hanzhuang: "You can speak!"

"Well said!"