Time flies by like water. Ever since the followers of the evil god appeared in the Happy Home Community, Fang Xing has fallen silent. I go to and from school every day, and then work as an intern on the weekends. Of course, studying hard and practicing hard are indispensable. Before I knew it, two months had passed. Prevention and Control Bureau Building, Belief and Theory Department. Fang Xing had a work badge on his chest and was sweeping the floor with a broom. Next to him, a latest model sweeping robot produced by a housekeeping company was staring at him pitifully. "Fang Xing, Aunt Bai is looking for you." Gu Yun came out and found Fang Xing.
Fang Xing nodded, handed the broom to Gu Yun, and walked into Bai Ziling's office. "Hello, Manager Bai." Fang Xing was the first to say hello. "Well, Xiaoyun said that she has been taking care of you. Thank you so much..." Bai Ziling's attitude was very good: "This time the internship for you two is over. The internship salary will be directly paid to your card. I filled out the internship evaluation with excellent..." "Thank you, Manager Bai, I have learned a lot here..." Fang Xing sincerely thanked him. This is not false. Although he did not enter those 'red zones' during his internship, he did get to know a lot of people, broaden his horizons, and learn a lot of 'secrets'. For example, how to evade Maple Leaf City’s surveillance, how to respond to searches conducted by the Prevention and Control Bureau, how to disguise and cover up the smell of evil gods’ items, etc… In fact, Jing Xia's behavior last time had already made him trust the Federation more. I even thought about bringing some otherworldly items over for appraisal. Anyway, for the Belief Theory Department, it is their duty to identify all kinds of strange things. But in the end, Fang Xing decided to endure it. 'After all, just in case...Although the items for cultivating immortals are likely to be identified as alien items, they are still alien items that require special energy to open, and are basically equivalent to garbage...' ‘But what if… there are immortal cultivators here too? ’ 'To be cautious, let Gu Yun or other members of the Belief Theory Department 'accidentally' obtain a talisman or something on the black market, and then hand it over for inspection...' This is Fang Xing's test of the Federation. Let’s see if the Federation can discover the specialness of the immortality-cultivating items, or even if there are any immortal-cultivating cultivators! …
Happy Home Community. "Huh? It seems like the protection personnel from the Prevention and Control Bureau have also left?" Fang Xing touched his forehead, then took out the key and entered his room. According to the practice of the Federal Bureau of Law and Prevention, even if it is protection, it will not invade the privacy of the protected person. After closing the door, he looked at the 'house protection talisman' posted on the back of the door. This is a very simple but popular talisman in the world of immortality, usually used in retreats. As long as it is attached to the wall, it can form a simple barrier. This barrier is very fragile. As long as there is an intrusion from the outside world, even the spiritual consciousness of the foundation-building monks will immediately trigger a talisman reaction and turn into ashes in an instant... Yes, the ‘house protection talisman’ has no attack effect at all, only a reminder effect. But for Fang Xing, it is still very useful. "A house-protecting talisman can only be effective for ten days at most...this one is about to be exhausted." Fang Xing put on a new house-protecting talisman, went to the bedroom, lay on the bed, covered himself with the quilt, and covered his head. In the bedroom, there are naturally more protections. "I haven't been to the temporary camp for a long time..." In a flash of thought, Fang Xing had arrived at the temporary camp. Underground cave. He first took a look at the system monitoring log. "Huh? Qinglinfang City is indeed in chaos...but this is..." According to surveillance, the day after Fang Xing ordered the spread of rumors more than two months ago, Qingxuan Sect's flying boat was dispatched again, heading towards the Five Scorpions Valley! "Based on the reaction of these ancient sects, is the action a bit too fast?" "Unless the foundation-building monk guarding Qingxuan Sect originally had suspicions and speculations in this regard, why would he take action directly after receiving the information?" "Well, Qingxuanzong sent out three flying boats, but only one came back on the fifth day..." "Then on the sixth day, the fighting in the city intensified. Is it suspected that some foundation-building monks took action?" Fang Xing fell into silence as he looked at the Qinglinfang City overlooking the city from above, as well as the surveillance video showing the formation fully opened and figures faintly fighting among them. "For specific information...I'm afraid I still need to find someone to ask..." He tapped lightly, and the ink pattern sword appeared in his hand. Even if this blood-refining weapon has not been refined, it is still the toughest and sharpest he has ever seen! In addition, Chen Yi's biggest gain - the storage bag was also thrown into the temporary camp by Fang Xing, and he still couldn't find a way to crack it.
"With all the equipment, I won't be afraid even if I encounter a monk who has perfected his Qi training, right?" After putting on the nano-protective suit, Fang Xing glanced at his attribute column and couldn't help but feel a bit of strong confidence: [Name: Fang Xing] 【Age: 17】 [Occupation: Warrior] [Second Stage: Muscles and Bones (Bone Refining: 51/100)] [Twelve Postures of Military Boxing: 20/200 (Mastery)] [Big Dragon Stake: 198/200 (Mastery)] [Fuhu Stake: 9/200 (Proficient)] [Ghost Sword: 2/100 (Proficient)] [Extreme Sword: 95/100 (entry level)] [Gate to the Heavens (recharging)] … After two months of dedicated practice, he made rapid progress. The dragon pile is even just a little bit away from entering the fourth stage, the birth of the artistic conception! In addition, the Ghost Sword made faster progress than the Jiqing Sword due to Xia Long's guidance. On the contrary, the Twelve Forms of the Military Style Boxing almost stagnated due to little training. Fuhu Zhuang has also entered the proficiency level, which is naturally due to the tiger marrow pill and tiger bone wine. If the cultivation resources were not exhausted in the later stage, the progress would be even faster! "The most important thing is that I have reached the late stage of the second realm and started bone refining... even my foundation is so good that I have made a small progress as soon as I break through. After a little more training, I will make rapid progress..." Fang Xing clenched his fists and felt the terrifying power coming from his limbs. He couldn't help but nod with satisfaction: "We still have to break through the realm as soon as possible... Even the acquired warriors are not among the best in Qinglinfang City." "Um?" At this moment, he saw another group of immortal cultivators approaching from the surveillance camera, and his eyes couldn't help but move. … "grandfather……" Ding Hongxiu's face was messy, with some blood stains on it, and she looked at her grandfather nervously. Ding Bushan was still dressed as an old man, wearing a half-worn Taoist robe, with a red nose. He was making secrets with his hands and controlling a yellow-skinned gourd, a low-grade magical weapon. After the yellow-skinned gourd was beaten into the seal, it immediately expanded several times and became the size of a water tank, guarding the grandfather and grandson. Balls of water emerged from the gourd's mouth. This water ball is not only very heavy, but also has a scent of wine, which makes it feel slightly smoky when you get closer. "Old man Ding, our three black tigers have been watching you for a long time. You can't leave today!"
There were three people who were besieging the grandson of the Ding family. The leader of them, a big man in black, sneered: "If you have some sense, you will die obediently. We can spare your granddaughter's life..." "Haha, brother, his granddaughter is really pretty, why don't you let me drink the soup..." Erhu looked at Ding Hongxiu with a look of lust on his face. "This grandson has been selling spiritual rice for a long time and must have accumulated a lot of spiritual stones. They must all be handed over obediently... After we get this amount of spiritual stones, we can go to the secret realm to fight for it. Maybe our third brother They can all build foundations!” Sanhu is tall and thin, with a feminine appearance. He has no interest in women, but is very greedy for money. He is using a fan-shaped magical weapon to wave out clouds of green wind, blocking many water balls and even the smell of wine is blown away... "Damn it, I shouldn't be so greedy and rush out of the market." Seeing this scene, Ding Busan felt his heart trembling, knowing that his grandfather and grandson would probably not be able to pass today's test. Black Jue Sanhu is a well-known robbery cultivator in Fang City. He is still alive today despite being wanted by Qingxuan Sect, so he naturally has good skills! Dahu is a physical cultivator. It is said that he can compete with the late-stage Qi cultivators through pure physical training! Erhu is good at using a pair of copper hammers, which are invincible! The three tigers have the lowest cultivation level, but they are full of tricks and are vicious! "go!" At this moment, Erhu suddenly made a seal, and two copper hammers, one on the left and one on the right, glowed yellow all over, like two millstones, pressing down with a crash. "ah!" Ding Hongxiu exclaimed as a 'talisman' in his hand exhausted all its mana and turned into ashes and fell to the ground. Bang bang! Then, the two millstone sledgehammers hit the yellow-skinned gourd magic weapon one after another, causing the magic weapon to scream and be suppressed to the ground. Whoosh! The three black tigers cooperated in a tacit understanding. After the two tigers and three tigers took action, the figure of the big tiger flashed and arrived in front of Ding Busan. He didn't need any magic weapon at all, he just put his five fingers together and punched hard on the golden bell spell around Ding Busan. Click! The golden bell wailed, and a crack appeared. Ding Bushan's face turned red, and a mouthful of blood spurted out! "grandfather!" Ding Hongxiu was anxious. He raised his hand and a 'Fireball Talisman' was activated. But the next moment, Dahu sneered and clapped his hands. The shadow of a giant black palm appeared, extinguishing the fireball with one slap, turning it into wisps of blue smoke... Bang! Finally, the golden bell spell exploded, turning into little golden lights, like a large number of golden fireflies, disappearing into the grass.
"hey-hey……" Erhu strode forward and reached out to grab Ding Hongxiu. He likes the look in the little girl's eyes the most. It's like a little rabbit. It's more pleasurable to bully. It's completely different from those coquettish bitches in Tingyulou! choke! At this moment, the three black tigers suddenly heard the sound of a sword! This sword cry was filled with some indescribable spiritual power, which made them unconscious for a moment, and each thought of the most regretful and profound emotional experience in their hearts... Wave! An iron sword with ink patterns appeared in an instant. The tip of the sword was like a star pill. It was lightly touched on the water wave shield around the two tigers. The sharp sword light easily penetrated its protective spell and sank directly into the throat! As soon as the sword was successful, the silver-white figure flashed again, like a flying fairy from the sky, not directly attacking the most difficult tiger, but heading straight towards the three tigers. "Brother...save me!" Sanhu had just come back to his senses, and his eyes were about to burst. His magic robe flashed, and a ball of spiritual light appeared, turning into a shield, blocking the tip of the sword. Uh-huh! But the next moment, a blade of light flashed across his throat...