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Chapter 423 Immortal Fate

Before Zhang Shunshui, the bait, appeared.

Fang Xing really didn't have the confidence to pull out all the attackers in the world.

Now even if we kill the grandfather who is 'suspected' to be related to the attacker, and the martial artist.

It won't change much.

What's more, Fang Xing felt that Zhang Shunshui might not come this time.

Zhang Shunshui's fighting ability is the highest in the world.

But the highest level of immortals in this world... is just the level that I have seen.

Fang Xing carefully questioned the imprisoned soul, and found out that the one who died was one of the strongest people in the world, a being known as the Demon Immortal.

But this demon fairy only has the destructive power of his golden elixir, the rest is not worth mentioning.

The reaction speed of an ordinary person, the countdown before casting a spell, and the pitifully fragile defense.

Judging from the feeling when Fang Xing killed the immortal, it was entirely possible that the immortal would die in a surprise attack by a martial arts master.

Without advance warning, immortals only have the defenses of mortals.

Although he managed to survive the chest piercing, he didn’t get a chance to breathe after his head was cut off.

Warriors are not afraid of immortals. Immortals kill soldiers, and soldiers kill warriors.

The three major evils in this world are miraculously balanced. They are not hostile to each other and are united in using all means against civilians.

Fang Xing was really afraid that Zhang Shunshui would come through and be accidentally killed by a passing warrior...

"It's difficult."

“This world is so rotten.”

'Can it be saved?'

Even if Zhang Shunshui came and met me.

Can two people kill the endless stream of attackers in the world?

They are facing an organization that spans the entire universe. They have plenty of ways to recruit new members, and being able to imprison a thousand or ten thousand people may not be important to them at all.

As long as they find themselves.

What he would have to face might be the strong men from the old organizations who had traveled through time in their true form...

With this in mind, Fang Xing said goodbye to the coffin shop owner and returned to the villa.

This is not something that can be done by myself or with Zhang Shunshui alone.

“It’s so difficult!!!”

Fang Xing was in the villa thinking about how to deal with this mess.

Down the mountain.

A figure was stumbling up the mountain in the dark.

I don’t know how long this person has been walking. He is staggering and looks exhausted.

Even so, this man relied on the breath in his heart and his perseverance to walk out of the manor.

When seeing the villa in the dark.

There was finally some hope in his eyes.

But after seeing two ghosts floating out from the wall of the villa, he immediately rolled his eyes and fainted.

A few hours later.

When this man woke up, he found himself lying on the bed, with a Feng Shui master beside him, making medicine for him.

The Feng Shui master had finished his work and was supposed to leave. But before he left, he got drunk and sprained his ankle, so Fang Xing simply let him stay for two more days to rest.

"woke up?"

"Here, take this medicine. I just found it on the mountain. It's just the right medicine to get rid of the cold you've had tonight."

Although the young man did not understand what was going on, he knew that the Feng Shui master had no ill intentions, so he took the medicine and drank it slowly.

The medicine was freshly boiled and was indeed a little hot.

Mr. Feng Shui looked at him:

"You fainted at the entrance of the villa. Did you come here specially, or is there something wrong?"

The boy was silent for a moment.

Suddenly I shivered!

"I saw a ghost!"

"I saw a ghost on my way here!"

Mr. Feng Shui laughed and looked at the young man without saying anything.

"Old man, you don't believe it?"

"Do not believe."

"But I didn't have to lie to you. You gave me the medicine, and I told you the truth."

"I don't believe in ghosts."

The young man was confused.

"You are a Feng Shui master, don't you believe that I saw a ghost?"

"Of course!"

It has been more than 20 years since I started fortune-telling, and I have never seen a ghost in all these years.

I have seen many people playing tricks on others.

"Don't talk about ghosts or not. Just tell me why you came."

The young man was silent for a while.

"I want to become a disciple."

"Please take the owner of this manor as your teacher."

The Feng Shui master nodded.

Then he turned around and went out, closing the door.

The young man was even more confused.

No, just left like that! ?

If you come here to become my disciple, you should at least ask! ?

the other side.

Mr. Feng Shui found Fang Xing and told him that the young man had woken up.

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He also mentioned that the young man wanted to become a disciple.

"Why do you want to be my disciple?"

"What other reason could there be? It's nothing more than a deep blood feud."

Mr. Feng Shui explained lightly:

"If it wasn't for revenge, why would you travel such a long distance that your muscles and bones were stiff, and then climb the mountain in the dark?"

"His hands were covered with scars from climbing up the mountain in the dark and rubbing against branches and rocks, but other than that, there were no calluses. It looked like he was living a comfortable life."

"To make someone who lives a comfortable life make such a decision, coupled with the look of deep hatred on his face, you can guess the answer."

Fang Xing smiled.

The old man had traveled thousands of miles and met all kinds of people, so the young man's situation could not be hidden from his eyes.

"I see your legs are all right now, right?"

Mr. Feng Shui smiled with emotion:

"Well, I'm a doctor. This minor injury will only take a few days to heal. I'll get some herbs for the child and then I'll leave you."

"Come to think of it, after all these years, I feel most comfortable living here for these two days."

"It's rare!"

Fang Xing simply put down the teacup in his hand and said to the old man:

"It's comfortable, why don't you stay?"

"There is no one else in this villa, so why don't you stay here and be a housekeeper, and find some servants to help build the villa back up."

This invitation is a cause for joy for many people.

The steward receives a considerable amount of money every month, and apart from the head of the household, he is the most powerful person.

In addition, the entire villa is not small, and being a housekeeper here is enough to live a very comfortable life.

Mr. Feng Shui's eyes flashed and he immediately wanted to agree.

But the next moment, he shook his head firmly.

"I still want to go."

"You are so old now. You can walk anywhere. Why don't you stay?"

Mr. Feng Shui thought about it and suddenly laughed.

The smile was full of self-mockery and pathetic.

"Because I want to walk more and meet some immortals."

"I want to become an immortal."

Only become immortal.

Only then can I avenge my master.

To avenge his entire family.

To avenge the relatives and friends in one's town.

It cannot be achieved by practicing martial arts, only by becoming an immortal.

Even if there are only one person in this world who can get the chance to become an immortal, that is still our only hope.

"Then you should stay."

Fang Xing smiled and waved his hand, and wind, fire, thunder and water all appeared at his fingertips.

"Instead of going somewhere else to look for immortality, why not come and ask me?"

Mr. Feng Shui was stunned.

Despite his dull expression, he couldn't help but shed tears of joy.

"it is good……"

"I……"

"Thank you, I'll stay!"

"I...have hope!"