"This time the Yin Gui Sect came here is quite strange!"

Bashu, outside Chengdu.

Fang Ming was alone, with a wide moon robe and his hands were walking in the forest.

This time, Hanzhong City was taken too easily, which made him sure that there must be the arrangement of the Baidaozhong people.

If it was said before, if Cihang Jingzhai had a chance of knowing that the secret of Yang Gong’s treasure house was 60%, then it would be 10%!

He flew to Lingnan and secretly ordered a strict surveillance of Lu Miaozi. He also sent out the secret letter of arrest if necessary.

"Just... I didn't expect it would be the Yingui Sect of the Demon Sect!"

Fang Ming's face was a little sigh.

Although he had known that Shi Feixuan and other white Taoists would definitely win Hanzhong, Fang Ming did not expect that it would be carried out with the help of the Yingui Sect.

"That's right... Yingui Sect has always been incompatible with Cihang Jingzhai. How could ordinary people think that these two forces that are incompatible with water and fire will join forces?"

Fang Ming sneered at the corner of his mouth: "If I hadn't read the original work and knew that Shi Zhixuan had obtained the evil emperor's relics, the Yingui Sect immediately joined forces with Cihang Jingzhai. If it were the original Tiandao Song Que, he might have really hidden it!"

In essence, the relationship between Yingui School and Cihang Jingzhai has always been very subtle.

Although it seems to be a mortal enemy that is incompatible with water and fire, it is more like light and darkness, both of which are inseparable.

Only with struggle can there be vitality!

Little do they know that perhaps it is precisely because of the continuous struggle and confrontation of these two families that drive their disciples to make continuous progress.

The great wise among the leaders of the two companies may not really cause the other company to fall down, otherwise it will inevitably be the beginning of its own decline.

"In the original work, the two companies joined forces to deal with Shi Zhixuan. Is the goal now changing to me?"

Fang Ming touched his nose, and a look of wisdom flashed in his eyes: "And the one who threads a needle or... shows integrity may be the one in Yang Gong's treasure house..."

It was precisely because of this thought that he came to this small building in the secluded forest.

After passing through the entrance of the valley where there was nothing, Fang Ming's steps suddenly stopped.

The power of the soul spread out, as if he had accurately sensed and grasped it. A beautiful figure sitting on the bluestone by the stream in the valley.

She was wearing a blue shirt, as if she was in the valley, without wearing a veil, and without making fake appearance. She unconsciously showed her most perfect side to Fang Ming: her temperament is pure and unworldly, she seems to be invincible with fireworks, her beautiful face, her face is so beautiful that she is closed to the moon and flowers, her fish falls and geese, her curves are exquisite, and she is full of charm, but she is afraid of having beautiful thoughts and imaginations, for fear of blaspheming her holy elegance.

Shi Qingxuan is like the elf of nature, like the newly green bamboo forest in early spring, green and endless vitality.

And her colorful and colorful eyes on her beautiful face mean that she is not as cold as her appearance, but on the contrary, she is a somewhat cute and playful girl.

Shi Qingxuan sat alone with her knees, like a secluded orchid in the valley, which made people feel pity. She wished she could embrace her in her arms, caress her, and was afraid of blaspheming her beauty.

I don’t know how long it took, Shi Qingxuan took the bamboo flute from the rock and slowly placed it on her lips.

The sound of the flute that made Fang Ming's heart tremble flowed like time, breaking into the rain in the night, everything was like a thick dream, as if the sky was crying in tears for the flute.

The flute song played by Shi Qingxuan intersects with the night sky and the streams into a melody of sorrow and beauty, brewing a storm of depression and depression. It makes Fang Ming feel like he is in the long river of life, making the world change, and it is steep and steep, and gentle as a pillow, which is stacked with Shi Qingxuan's monologue, surrounded by fate, entangled life, and the heart-shaking beauty of tranquility and cleansing.

After a long time, the sound of the flute stopped.

Fang Ming walked out and sighed: "I have been looking for swords for thirty years, and the leaves have fallen and branches have been thrust several times. Since I saw the peach blossoms, I have never doubted it yet... Qingxuan! Do you know that your flute skills are better than your mother!"

Suddenly hearing the voices of outsiders, Shi Qingxuan's delicate body trembled violently, and her elf-like eyes stared at her.

"What? After discovering that Song is not Shi Zhixuan, did Qingxuan feel relieved!"

Fang Ming smiled.

"So it's Uncle Song!"

A smile appeared in Shi Qingxuan's eyes, which was pretty and authentic.

"uncle?"

Fang Ming touched himself perfectly, no different from thirty years ago. He could make all women jealous and smiled bitterly: "Don't do this, it makes me look old..."

Shi Qingxuan said: "My mother has always said that the Tiandao Song Que is one of the people she admires the most! But the king doesn't attack Guanzhong, why are he here for him?"

"Haha... Just with your song, and the previous song, Uncle, I, Song Que, guarantee that no one in the world dares to touch you!"

Fang Ming said: "I came here, first to meet the daughter of an old friend, second to be shameless and want my niece to hand over something to me!"

Shi Qingxuan's body trembled and suddenly said, "Qingxuan just doesn't know how to deal with this thing. Uncle Song is willing to take over, so naturally there is no better thing. Just can you tell Qingxuan why you know about it?"

"Of course this is because... I have captured An Long!"

Fang Ming told the truth.

Shi Qingxuan was silent for a while before saying, "So that's it, uncle, please wait!"

Turned into the house next to it and couldn't leave for a long time.

Fang Ming stood with his hands behind his back, as if he was confident.

In fact, a trace of his spirit was firmly attached to Shi Qingxuan, and he was not afraid of her escaping.

And this female elf is smart, so naturally she won't do such a stupid thing.

Sure enough, half an hour later, Shi Qingxuan's figure appeared again and handed a scroll to Fang Ming: "The Immortal Seal is here, and it has no relationship with Qingxuan anymore!"

"Thank you!"

Fang Ming took the scroll, turned around and left.

The most outstanding skills in the Tang Dynasty were recommended by the four great books, and the next one was Shi Zhixuan's immortal seal technique and illusion magic body technique.

With these two great magical skills, this man escaped from the four great holy monks one after another, and was known as Ning Daoqi could not handle it.

After absorbing the evil emperor's relics essence and Tianyi's true energy is perfect, he will be promoted to the position of great master. Even if the three great masters join forces, they will not be able to do anything.

Fang Ming was naturally interested in this magical masterpiece of the Immortal Seal, which was known as invincible in group battles and was established in the Immortal Land.

Originally, he had countless amazing skills and skills, and he was a little disdainful.

But An Long hit his hand.

This person was the "Traditionalist" chosen by Shi Zhixuan. He was also familiar with some secrets of the Immortal Seal. Last time he fell into Fang Ming's hand, he naturally explained everything under the three corpses' life and death talismans.

This time Fang Ming wanted to deal with the Demon Sect and even speculated that the Yingui Sect had formed an alliance with Cihang Jingzhai, so of course he thought of Shi Zhixuan.

If it can be used well, this person will definitely be a big killer weapon to deal with the Demon Sect.

Moreover, he seemed to have good luck today.

After leaving the valley, Fang Ming used his light skills and flew for more than ten miles, and suddenly said, "Come out!"

The shadow of the tree behind was shaking, wearing a Confucian uniform, with swords on both temples, and the slightly white Shi Zhixuan slowly walked out.

Although this person is already middle-aged, he is a rare beauty. His temperament and even his strange aura of life and death are enough to make any woman excited.

"Shi Zhixuan wants to thank the king, for not pointing out me!"

Shi Zhixuan's condition was very wrong at this time, and his eyes were filled with pain and affection, just like a prodigal son who had repented.

Since this person killed Bi Xiuxin, he has been schizophrenia. Sometimes he is the cruel and ruthless evil king, sometimes he is the kind father who has been deeply regretful. He and Bi Xiuxin's daughter Shi Qingxuan are his only flaw.

This time Shi Zhixuan came to peek at his daughter, so naturally the kind side of his personality had the upper hand.

In this state, not to mention Fang Ming, even if Zhu Yuyan is here after changing to Yin, she will be sure to kill him.

"Since I saw the peach blossoms, I still have no doubts..."

Shi Zhixuan recited this sentence, and his eyes showed a look of pain: "Have the king discovered me long ago? This poem is simply a portrayal of Shi's life..."

"Mr. Song is just feeling it..."

Fang Ming smiled slightly: "I didn't know that Master Shi was nearby before, but when I read these four lines of poetry, your heart fluctuated violently, your breath leaked, and I could no longer hide it from me..."

"I see!"

Shi Zhixuan's eyes were filled with strange lights: "What is the matter with the king's request for the Immortal Seal Scroll? If it weren't for my two little disciples, even if outsiders used the secret book, it would be harmful and useless!"

"Song is a little curious about the Immortal Seal Method!"

Fang Ming said the truth: "I also want to use this as bait to invite the Evil King out to gather. I didn't expect that the Evil King happened to be in Bashu, but it was really a wish for God and man!"

"Please me?"

Shi Zhixuan frowned slightly: "But for the Demon Sect?"

"good!"

Fang Ming sighed quietly: "Cihang Jingzhai and Yingui Sect have formed an alliance?"

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Shi Zhixuan's mouth: "It turns out that the king has seen through it. No wonder he doesn't want to fight Chang'an again! If these two families can join forces to fight against the enemy, the king has really achieved what his predecessors have failed to achieve!"

"I not only know that these two families have formed an alliance, but also know that the token is the Evil Emperor's relics!"

Fang Ming said something on purpose.

Sure enough, as soon as he heard the name of the Evil Emperor's relics, Shi Zhixuan's eyes suddenly lit up with a circle of strange light, revealing his determination to win this thing.

After all, this may be the only hope to cure his schizophrenia symptoms.

Of course, Fang Ming was also very clear that the Evil Emperor Relic could only integrate Shi Zhixuan's split spirit, but still could not resolve his inner conflict.

But there is no need to say about this kind of thing now.

Shi Zhixuan was silent for a moment and said frankly: "Not bad! I really want to get the relics of the Evil Emperor. If the king can get it for me, Shi Zhixuan is willing to help the king unify the world!"
Chapter completed!