Holding the sword and holding the sister away

After hearing Fu Yan's words, Shui Liuqing was still a little puzzled, but she didn't continue to ask any more questions, and soon turned around and went back to prepare. After all, refining a puppet is not such a simple matter.

Even if it is an ordinary puppet, it will take nearly half a year for Shui Liuqing to refine it perfectly.

She is majoring in puppet art, and making puppets will not waste her time, but it is also a way of cultivation.

After Shui Liuqing left, in the huge hall, Fu Yan slowly retracted her gaze, and raised her hand resting on the table at will, as if thinking of something, she hardly hesitated, and moved her backhand.

A treasure map just appeared in her hands.

This treasure map is the resource in the hands of Mu Shaohong, the young master of the shepherd's family. Last time when he was at the shepherd's family, Mo Ruxue, one of the male protagonist's harem, specially discussed this matter with Mu Shaohong.

Mo Ruxue may not have thought that Mu Shaohong died in that small secret place just like that.

Fu Yan stared down at the treasure map in her hand. She knew it was left by an immortal. There were five copies in total. They were five keys from his immortal tomb. At the auction in Chaoyang City in the Northern Territory, she Had one.

But at that time, she did not have the financial resources to take pictures.

In fact, holding the treasure map does not mean that you will definitely get the treasure of the fairy tomb. A treasure map.

Fu Yan didn't care too much, she thought it was fine if she had a share, after all, everything still depends on one's luck.

Fu Yan guessed that there would not be much time before the opening of this fairy's fairy tomb. What the Shuanghua Palace needs most now are all kinds of resources, so she is still planning to go to this fairy tomb.

No matter what the harvest is, for Shuanghua Palace, it is the icing on the cake.

Thinking of this, Fu Yan put away the treasure map in his hand again.

Because of Lu Xiaowen's retreat, Fu Yan can only rely on Fu Yan for the big and small matters in Shuanghua Palace, but nothing went wrong. This is also a kind of exercise for her.

Fu Yan had to sigh with emotion, it is really not that easy to be the lord of the first palace.

In the blink of an eye, another few months have passed.

After all, there is an immortal sitting in the town. During this period, Shuanghua Palace still accepted a lot of casual cultivators, or some other ordinary cultivators. No matter what, everything is developing towards a good place.

As for the other sects in the Southern Territory, after hitting a wall a few times, they didn't blatantly come to find fault. After all, they have some sects with only one immortal in charge.

Although they may still have some ties in their hearts, it is impossible to completely tear their faces apart. After all, once they fight, it will only be a scene of mutual losses, and other forces will only reap the benefits.

On this day, Shuanghua Palace finally ushered in a master of the Mahayana period, and the other party rushed to the master of the peak as soon as he came up.

Of course, in terms of his strength, there is nothing wrong with it.

However, Fu Yan still felt something was wrong.

In fact, masters in the Mahayana period can basically come and go freely on the mainland, and they are also the targets of many forces. The current Shuanghua Palace is not a good choice for them.

in the main hall.

I saw that the person who came was wearing a gray robe, with slender and evil eyes, and the whole person looked normal, and the aura from his body was indeed the strength of the Mahayana period.

Fu Yan didn't show any expression, just glanced at the other party for a while, and then asked plainly: "I don't know how to call you?"

"Ji Xian." The man also stared at Fu Yan above with great interest, with an unknown smile in his eyes.

Fu Yan asked: "What's wrong?"

"Don't they all say that there is an immortal in Shuanghua Palace?" Ji Xian looked at Fu Yan without blinking, a trace of doubt flashed in his charming eyes, "Isn't it the owner of Shuanghua Palace?"

Looking at him, the corner of Fu Yan's mouth also raised an arc, and explained very calmly: "Does it matter if it is or not?"

Ji Xian smiled and shook his head: "It's okay."

As he said that, he didn't hide Fu Yan's scrutinizing gaze, and said word by word: "It's just that I suddenly don't want to be an ordinary peak master."

"Oh?" For his words, Fu Yan still did not show any surprise, but smiled with interest: "I don't know Ji Daoyou, what do you mean by that?"

"Since the Palace Master is also at the Mahayana stage, why can't I take this position?" Ji Xian didn't seem to bother to hide his ambition at all, and just stared straight at Fu Yan.

Such provocative words, I believe that anyone who heard it would not be happy, and someone with a bad temper might have kicked him out directly, but Fu Yan above was not the slightest bit angry.

"You want to be the Palace Master?" Fu Yan blurted out knowingly.

Ji Xian tilted his head slightly.The smile on his face deepened: "I just don't know, if my strength is higher than that of the palace lord, will the palace lord give up this position?"

This time, Fu Yan couldn't help laughing: "It seems that Ji Daoyou is still very confident in his own strength."

"Then, is the Palace Master willing?" Ji Xian looked at Fu Yan and asked word by word again.

Fu Yan: "If you can defeat me, it's fine if the Palace Master's position is given to you."

It seems that Fu Yan guessed right, the purpose of this person coming to Shuanghua Palace is far from that simple, and it is estimated that the position of Palace Master is not his ultimate goal.

But Fu Yan doesn't care, after all, with her current strength, as long as she doesn't face the immortal, there are basically few immortal cultivators of the same class who will be her opponents.

Another point, for some reason, Ji Xian's breath always has a very uncomfortable feeling, although it is very faint, it is still hard to ignore.

Hearing Fu Yan's words, Ji Xian in the hall was obviously stunned for a moment, as if he had never expected that Fu Yan would agree to his conditions so simply, no matter how he thought about it, he was a little surprised.

But Ji Xian is naturally not afraid, in his opinion, Fu Yan will not be his opponent at all.

So soon, the figures of the two fell on the sky of Shuanghua Palace, and all the people in Shuanghua Palace below looked at this side for a while.

"What's going on? Didn't that person come to be the peak master? How could he suddenly start a match with the palace master?" Yi Tu looked at Yuan He and Shui Liuqing suspiciously, but no one explained to him What.

"..."

In the sky, Ji Xian pulled out a piccolo with his backhand, and looked at Fu Yan on the opposite side casually: "Palace Master, please don't be merciful, I also want to know where my strength is."

"Naturally." Fu Yan looked at him leisurely, as if she couldn't hear the meaning behind his words.

The next moment, he grabbed the hilt of XingXiu Sword with his backhand.

In an instant, the airflow in the sky suddenly began to rush rapidly, almost in the blink of an eye, the figures of the two were already fighting together.

Fu Yan didn't hold anything back, the whole body revealed a stern sword intent, and when he raised his hand, the sword light was everywhere, directly attacking the opponent's vital point. When Ji Xian saw it, he dodged in a hurry, turned around and launched his own attack mercilessly .

With a sound of "呲啦", Fu Yan directly cut off his attack with a sword.

At the same time, Fu Yan suddenly dodged a close body, and pinched towards the opponent with a few moves of Four Seasons swordsmanship. Feeling the attack on his face, Ji Xian seemed to have his eyes widened in surprise.

Before he had time to think about it, he reached out and flipped the piccolo in his hand almost reflexively, and a powerful force burst out from Ji Xian's body, directly and steadily blocking all the sword moves.

Seeing this, Ji Xian probed again with Piccolo, the powerful force was like a sharp blade, stabbing straight towards Fu Yan who had no time to stop.

Just the next second, Ji Xian was suddenly blocked by an invisible force, and Fu Yan in front of him didn't seem to have the idea of ​​avoiding it at all, so he just moved his mind and swept him away very easily.

Feeling the oppression of consciousness, Ji Xian finally frowned.

This is naturally Fu Yan's spiritual power.

Fu Yan hadn't fully learned the mind-controlling technique, and he only used one-third of its power just now, but it seems that the effect is still good.

I have to say that Lu Xiaowen's spiritual skills cheat book is indeed very unusual. Of course, it is also very difficult to practice. Fortunately, Fu Yan's understanding has always been very good.

Raising her eyes to stare at the figure in front of her, Fu Yan knew that it was far from enough, and the other party obviously only showed half of her strength, so she couldn't see anything wrong at all.

Thinking of this, Fu Yan suddenly raised his hand to raise the XingXiu sword in his hand, and raised it straight up from the top of his head with a bang, and saw a huge power of true essence suddenly burst out, and then the whole sky resounded There was a sword cry.

In an instant, a huge sword shadow appeared in the sky above Fu Yan, and Fu Yan's figure burst into a sudden step, approaching Ji Xian again, and with her backhand swing, the huge sword shadow instantly moved straight towards the opponent hack away.

The sword shadow fell, there was no way to avoid it.

Ji Xian opened his eyes wide in shock. Under this kind of pressure, he felt as if a sword was already on his neck, and he was greeted with a breath of death.

Not caring about other things, Ji Xian quickly raised the piccolo and placed it near his lips, all the strength in his body burst out suddenly, as if he wanted to block the sword.

"Om-"

In an instant, there was a loud crashing sound from the sky, which was deafening. Ji Xian saw his power disintegrated in an instant, and his eyes couldn't help being a little flustered. He was hesitating whether to give up the cover-up and use his true strength.

But in this way, his identity was completely exposed.

How to do?

In an instant, Ji Xian's eyes flickered, and finally he put down his hand holding the piccolo, and quietly raised his eyes to look at Fu Yan, as if he had given up struggling.

In fact, Ji Xian was betting that he didn't believe that Fu Yan would directly kill him like this.

Seeing this, a smile quickly flashed across Fu Yan's retracted eyes in mid-air, but the movement of her hands did not stop, and she still directly attacked Ji Xian who was opposite.

Sword falls.

At the critical moment, Ji Xian watched helplessly as the huge sword shadow landed on his head, its power shattered his headband, and his long hair flew up quickly.

Fu Yan stopped in front of him, raised her hand to put away her sword, looked at Ji Xian with a smile, and said flatly: "How?"

Ji Xian swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and then returned to his previous expression: "The strength of the palace master is indeed better than the next one, and I am convinced."

Fu Yan didn't continue to say anything, but turned around and fell back into the main hall. Ji Xian, who came back to his senses, looked at her back, with a hint of darkness in his eyes.

He still won the bet.

Thus, Ji Xian in the Mahayana period became the second peak master of Shuanghua Palace.

The demon flew out from nowhere, it seemed to feel something, its whole face was a little ugly, looked at Fu Yan and said leisurely: "There is such a strong smell of corpses on his body, you can't feel it at all. Bar?"

That's right, the uncomfortable smell on Ji Xian's body was the stench of corpses.

Although he hid it well, the second the sword shadow fell from the sky.Ji Xian was still flustered, and Fu Yan could clearly feel the stench of the corpse.

Almost instantly, Fu Yan confirmed his identity - a member of the Ghoul Sect.

The Ghost Sect really thought that Shuanghua Palace was just a newly established faction, and they dared to stretch their hands here. Fu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and then raised his eyes to look at the head that was floating around.

When the demon spirit didn't know what happened, it suddenly felt a golden light flash in its body, and then it felt its power was released again.

"You finally found out your conscience!" The demon was overjoyed immediately, staring at Fu Yan and said sincerely.

Fu Yan withdrew her hand, continued to stare at it and said slowly: "It seems that you are the only one who stays in Shuanghua Palace with nothing to do."

"What?" The demon didn't respond for a while.

Fu Yan: "In that case, go and play with him, but..." She paused, and then continued: "Don't reveal your identity so early."

After realizing the meaning of Fu Yan's words, the demon immediately sullenly, obviously not very willing to this job, not because it is afraid of anything, it is entirely because Ji Xian's cover-up is useless to it, the smell of corpses really makes people feel sick. People are a little unbearable.

Helpless, constrained by the power of law, it can only obey Fu Yan now.

Soon, the demon spirit quickly disappeared into the hall, and then drifted towards Jixian Mountain.

Fu Yan didn't intend to reveal the other party's identity quickly, but she wanted to see what the people from the Ghoul Sect really wanted to do.

A few more months passed, and it had been more than half a year since Lu Xiaowen went into seclusion. Calculating the time, it won't be long before the other party leaves the seclusion.

On this day, Shui Liuqing finally found Fu Yan.

"Palace Master, the puppet you want has been successfully refined."