It is inevitable to say that the letter of war is under Mo Qingchi.

From the moment Fang Xiu became the saint son, the honor and disgrace of Zhengtian Sect were closely related to him.

By the lake, green willows hang low.

Fang Xiu sat cross-legged, holding a fishing rod in his hand, and a fishing line tied to the other end of the fishing rod was penetrated into the water.

The wind moves, the leaves move, and the people don’t move!

Suddenly.

The fishing rod shaking gently, and a wave of ripples appeared on the calm lake surface.

Fang Xiu moved his wrist and the fishing line immediately broke out of the water surface. The hook below brought a carp the size of a palm.

Then Fang Xiu took the carp off the hook and threw it back into the water.

The fishing line fell like silver threads and hanged into the water again.

Fang Xiu has maintained this fishing method for nearly five days.

Since he gave Mo Qingchi a letter of war, he has come here to calm his mood by using fishing.

Sword Saint Mo Qingchi!

First in the innate list!

It is not false to have a reputation for a person's name, the shadow of a tree, and the Mo Qingchi's reputation today.

He has a systematic body and has obtained many martial arts. He has also deduced martial arts such as the Battle Book that fits his own martial arts, and has consolidated his foundation to a terrifying situation.

But he is not the only genius in the world.

As a Wudang Daozi, Mo Qingchi has cultivated his sects in Zhenzhou for many years and has never entered the world. It is hard for anyone to predict how far his cultivation has reached.

Even though Fang Xiu had great confidence in his strength, he was still not 100% sure.

After so many days of meditation, Fang Xiu's heart has reached a state of peace and tranquility. No matter how wind blows and clouds move, it cannot cause any slight turmoil in his heart.

This is like entering a strange, unexplained state.

In this state, Fang Xiu found that his perception of Feng Shen's legs had also increased to a certain extent.

Wind is impermanent!

The Fengshen Legs are both the wind and the people.

When quiet, it is like a breeze and drizzle, when moving, it is like a sudden rain and strong wind!

wind!

Strong wind!

A storm broke out on the lake surface, and an invisible wind blew past like a sharp blade. A willow leaf entered it and immediately turned into powder.

But Fang Xiu was in the middle of the strong wind, but his clothes were not waving at all.

After a long time, the strong wind suddenly disappeared!

Come quickly and go quickly.

Cui Xingnan came to Fang Xiu's side, clasped his fists and said, "Cui Xingnan has seen the Holy Son!"

"What's going on?"

"No news yet!"

Cui Xingnan replied respectfully.

He is still one of the true teachings, but Fang Xiu in front of him is already the lofty holy son.

When Cui Xingnan got the news, he couldn't react.

Holy Son!

These two words are both strange and familiar. They were once the location he had imagined, but they were extremely far away from him.

Now standing in front of Fang Xiu, Cui Xingnan could no longer treat him with an equal eye, but unconsciously put his figure in a very low position.

At the same time, he was also grateful for his original decision.

He was gambled so he could be with Fang Xiu.

Now I won’t become the sage son, and this backer has become a big tree in the sky.

Although he is still a true disciple, he is still a different person than before.

Fang Xiu said lightly: "The inheritance of the Sword Master is a thing of the Sword Sect. It was scattered in Jiuzhou back then, and the Sword Sect probably had a lot of information. Since the inheritance of the Sword Master cannot be found, please pay close attention to the movements of the Sword Sect.

Let Ling Juekong and the others pay close attention to the affairs in the world, and have traces of people from the Sword Sect and come back to report as soon as possible.

Also, you can also pay attention to the other side of the heretics for thirty-three days!"

"yes!"

Cui Xingnan responded.

The fishing rod shook slightly, Fang Xiu gently lifted his wrist, and a bass that was not much bigger than that of the past.

After throwing the bass back into the water, Fang Xiu said, "You go down!"

When Cui Xingnan heard this, he bowed and immediately stepped down.

The fishing rod fell into the water, and gradually rippled on the lake surface, which also made Fang Xiu's calm inner turmoil.

Since he became the Holy Son of Zhengtian Sect, the purpose of pursuing the inheritance of the Sword Sect is no longer too concealed.

Cui Xingnan and others who defected to him from the beginning, as well as Ling Juekong and others, were sent out by him to find traces of the sword sect inheritance.

The rest of the Zhengtian Sect naturally noticed this.

But Fang Xiugui is the lord of the saint son, and even the twenty-eight constellations are not qualified to interfere in his affairs. As for Wu Dingyan and others, they turned a blind eye to this and did not intervene too much.

However, when Wu Dingyan and other venerables did not come out, the Zhengtian Sect was already regarded as the supreme.

"The Sword Master is a powerful man who broke the void. The inheritance he left behind may not contain the secret of breaking the void. If I can obtain the sword master's inheritance and understand more from it, the battle code will inevitably be further improved.

Moreover, there is not just a inheritance in the Sword Master’s inheritance.”

Fang Xiu's eyes flashed and he thought to himself.

Wu Dingyan doesn't really like the inheritance of the Sword Lord, but that's the legacy of the strong man in the Broken Void.

It is useless to Wu Ding's words, but it does not mean it is useless to him.

Nowadays, the number of lottery draws in the system is becoming increasingly difficult to obtain. As the cultivation level is improving, the system will help him less and less. If you want to further improve your cultivation level, you still have to rely on him.

...

Zhongzhou, Emperor City!

In the court hall.

"Your Majesty, granaries in various parts of Xiangzhou were attacked. The martial artists who depended on our Shenwu were seriously injured, and most of the food and grass were also lost. This caused a huge impact in the area of ​​Xiangzhou.

Now the people of Xiangzhou are in a turmoil, and I hope Your Majesty will make the decision!”

The prefect of Xiangzhou Ning Xiangnan bent down and shouted in a sad voice.

Now that Xiangzhou is in turmoil, he, the prefect of Xiangzhou, cannot avoid being responsible, but the bigger problem is how to appease the hearts of the people.

If there is a turmoil in Xiangzhou, he will be blamed even if he dies.

Huangfu Qingcang's eyes were indifferent and he said calmly: "Do you know who is so bold?"

"The master who guarded the granary, Zeng Yan, the person who attacked the sneak attack was from the twenty-eight constellations of the Zhengtian Sect, and the Huashan sects seemed to be involved."

Ning Xiangnan did not hide it and reported truthfully.

As soon as these words were said, the faces of many people in the court changed slightly.

What Ning Xiangnan said was all about the power of the prefecture level.

The collusion between the Heavenly Demon Palace and Wang Pinjun has already made Beizhou escape from the control of the court. If even the Zhengtian Sect and other sects have problems, then the problem will be big.

"snort!"

Huangfu Qingcang snorted heavily, like a thunderous thunder, making everyone's heart tremble, and then said coldly: "It seems that these forces in the world are in chaos and my heart is not dead.

I was still too kind to the day, so I gave them the opportunity now!"

"Your Majesty, whether this is the case now is just the words of Ning Taishou, and the forces such as the Zhengtian Sect are too involved. I think it is better to investigate clearly.

If you act rashly, you may backfire.
Chapter completed!