Author: Jin Feng

Chapter 166 The Mighty Night

The night is coming, but isn’t it a black panther? How can it call itself a meow?

When Fang Qingyuan heard this, he looked over and saw an elegant big cat lying on the beam of the house. Its body was dark and its eyes were gleaming with a sly and treacherous light.

Fang Qingyuan was overjoyed. He no longer struggled with the question of whether it was a cat or a leopard in the dark night. He immediately asked diligently:

"Uncle Hei Ye, what flavor do you want to eat?"

Heiye licked the corners of his lips and said:

"It doesn't want to be spicy or sweet, just something lighter."

Hei Ye's taste is quite bland, Jin Bao prefers heavy and sweet ones, Yin Bao prefers salty ones, and Situ Jingyu likes to eat everything. Even if the poison gets into her stomach, it will turn into poison when it is burned by the furnace.

nutrient.

Just when she was thinking about Situ Jingyu, she smelled the smell and came. However, when she came in, she saw the dark night. She immediately acted more cautiously, put away the silly smile on her face, and took out the fire cave regional points.

The style of the eldest sister.

"Disciple Situ Jingyu, I have met Master Hei Ye."

Fang Qingyuan had told Situ Jingyu about this before Heiye came, so Situ Jingyu was not surprised that Heiye came here.

Situ Jingyu also calls Hei Ye his uncle. In the beast-controlling sect, the identity of the companion beast is determined by its owner. Hei Ye's owner is Zhao Liangde. Zhao Liangde and Master Situ Jingyu are the same generation. Situ Jingyu will call him Master Zhao Liangde.

, the same is naturally true for the dark night.

Situ Jingyu's master is the head of the general affairs peak of the branch in the Huo Cave area. He has the same position as Zhao Liangde. In the past few years, several branches have gone to Zongshan for meetings. He and Zhao Liangde also get along well. Otherwise, a letter from Zhao Liangde would not be enough.

It will play such a big role and allow Fang Qingyuan to enjoy all kinds of care.

Hei Ye looked at Situ Jingyu, waved his paw in return, and then looked at Fang Qingyuan, signaling him to hurry up.

Fang Qingyuan looked at Heiye in such a hurry, and was obviously very hungry. Heiye came out this time for a secret trip, so naturally he could not use other sect flying boats, and the Southern Xinjiang Beast Control Sect did not have a flying boat for Heiye to ride on, so these days

Thousands of miles away, alone in the dark night, traveling in the sky, and going down to eat some blood-eating monsters when you are hungry is not easy.

After eating a sumptuous meal, he randomly picked a room in the dark night and went in to rest. Situ Jingyu went out to practice boxing, Fang Qingyuan meditated in the quiet room, and Jinbao played alone, each busy with their own things and each other.

Don't bother.

Fang Qingyuan seemed to be meditating on his luck in the quiet room, but his mind was in the Immortal Mansion at the moment.

In the Immortal Mansion, a green magic ball rotates in mid-air. From time to time, wisps of black breath are sprayed out from more than a dozen holes on the magic ball, floating in front of Fang Qingyuan. Finally, it is ground with techniques to eliminate impurities.

Only the purest soul power was left, which was absorbed by Fang Qingyuan.

After a long time, Fang Qingyuan felt that his soul was vaguely rising, so he decisively ended today's practice.

The growth of the soul is a matter of time and it cannot be rushed. This concerns Fang Qingyuan's own cognitive problems. If he is greedy for more and quick, he will easily fall into inner demons and cognitive biases. By then, Fang Qingyuan will become even himself.

He couldn't recognize it, and he couldn't notice anything strange.

After these days of soul cultivation, Fang Qingyuan feels that his soul power is about to be perfected. Although the power of the soul can continue to increase, just like ghost cultivation, the soul and the body complement each other. If one is too strong, once the two are imbalanced, they will

A lot of problems will arise.

It is now the critical moment when the foundation is about to be established. Although there are still many ghosts in the soul-catching ball, Fang Qingyuan has decided to accept it as soon as possible and save the remaining ghost resources for the future.

It has to be said that the pig-faced monk was a great help to Fang Qingyuan. Not only did he generously give away these magic weapons, but he also allowed Fang Qingyuan to understand the truth and make up his mind to invite Heiye to come. Otherwise, if Fang Qingyuan and Situ Jingyu followed the original plan,

I'm afraid there is a possibility of capsizing in the sewer.

After putting away the soul-catching ball, Fang Qingyuan began to polish his mana again. Although his own mana no longer increased, it would be good to be more refined.

After three days of this, Heiye came out of the room. He walked lazily to Fang Qingyuan and asked for food.

When Fang Qingyuan saw this, he took out the various types of preserved fruit and pork belly he had prepared previously from his storage bag and presented them to him.

Heiye smelled these things, picked a few and put them in his mouth, leaving the rest untouched. After he finished eating, he said:

"Let's do the work earlier. The master told me not to let me stay out for too long before I came here. Finish it early so I can go back. Besides, the sand here is really annoying."

Since Hei Ye spoke, Fang Qingyuan naturally obeyed. In fact, if he hadn't dared to go over and disturb Hei Ye's sleep, he would have put Hei Ye up long ago.

So Fang Qingyuan took Situ Jingyu and Jin Bao to find Chu He in the Gua Fu Alliance, while Heiye hid his figure in the surrounding shadows, not wanting to show his face.

Along the way, the Gua Fu Alliance's station was quickly arrived. After Fang Qingyuan sent the greeting card, within a moment, Chu He led a few people and went out to greet him in person.

This is not entirely due to Fang Qingyuan's face, but a large part of it lies in Situ Jingyu, a physical cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building.

Chu He's face was white and beardless, and he looked a little more bookish, but he was able to secure his position as the leader of an alliance, which must not be what he appeared to be. According to outside rumors, he was a very dignified person.

When they arrived at the reception area and sat down to watch tea, Fang Qingyuan exchanged a few pleasantries and then revealed his purpose of coming. He wanted to ask Chu He to use divination to calculate the whereabouts of the pig-faced and cow-faced monks.

The pig-faced and cow-faced fight with him that day left numerous traces. Just the blood stains spilled on the ground were enough for Chu He to use the hexagram technique.

Chuhe did not refuse Fang Qingyuan's request. Part of Honglianfang was his property, so it was his turn to take part in this matter.

After Chu He took the vial handed over by Fang Qingyuan, he poured a few drops of fresh blood into a bronze basin. As Chu He did this, the originally clear water surface gradually showed vague figures.

In addition to the picture, there was also a slight sound:

"It won't be too late for you to seek revenge after you recover from your injuries. However, if you dare to go to Goulan to cause trouble for no reason next time, I won't be able to protect you."

The speaker is wearing a dragon-head mask, and the perspective of the painting in the basin looks like that of a bull-faced monk.

As the cow-faced monk nodded repeatedly, the dragon-faced tone softened, and he said again:

"The selection for Dog Face has come out. You two are recovering from your injuries. Now that you have some free time, teach him the rules and save him from prying eyes!?"

As the dragon-faced monk shouted loudly, the image in the bronze basin in front of Fang Qingyuan disappeared, and Chu He snorted, apparently suffering some backlash.

After a few breaths, when Chu He regained his breath, he said:

"Eight hundred miles to the west, that group of people should be hiding there now, but by the time you arrive, they will have either changed places or are preparing to ambush you. Our alliance is short of manpower, and now it is time to fight with Dazhui

During the confrontation in the hall, I can't allocate people to help you. Fellow Taoist, please forgive me."

Chu He expressed his attitude. He could help with divination, but forget about it. Fang Qingyuan was not surprised by this. Chu He had his own concerns, and he didn't expect outsiders anyway.

"It's good to know the place. Thank you very much, Alliance Leader Chu, for helping me this time. I'll come back to bother you when the matter is completed."

After Fang Qingyuan said that, he turned around and wanted to leave. Now was the critical moment of racing against time, and there was no time to waste.

But at this time Chuhe called Fang Qingyuan, took out a gilt bronze mirror from the storage bag, handed it to Fang Qingyuan, and then said:

"This soul-searching mirror can allow you to better perceive the position of the bull-faced monk. Then you only need to touch the blood of the bull-faced monk on the mirror, and there will be a direction prompt. This is my idea.

, I hope you’ll accept it.”

Fang Qingyuan took the mirror, thanked him again, and then stepped out of the hexagram talisman alliance with Situ Jingyu.

After Fang Qingyuan left, people around Chu He asked in confusion:

"Leader, why did you give him the soul-searching mirror? Although this magic weapon is not of high grade, it is not easy to make and is of high value. It is difficult to buy it again."

Chu He glared at the person who asked the question, thinking, how could I not know? Then he stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, feeling a little scared. Just when Fang Qingyuan was about to leave, he suddenly felt a strong murderous intention.

It was coming towards his neck, and his soul felt like it was falling into an ice cave, but he couldn't sense the other person's position.

I am already in the late stage of foundation building. The one who can cause such consequences must be the Golden Core cultivator, and the murderous intention will come sooner or later. At this time, the cultivator in front of me is very suspicious.

So Chu He made a quick decision and quickly sent the magic weapon Soul Searching Mirror to get rid of the plague god in front of him. Things developed just as Chu He thought. After sending the magic weapon, the murderous intention disappeared, and it seemed that it had never been there before.

Pass.

Thinking of this, Chu He said to the people beside him:

"I'm going to retreat. Next time this person comes, just tell me that I'm in retreat and you'll treat me well."

Having said this, Chu He quickly walked towards the retreat room regardless of the expressions of the people around him.

Eight hundred miles is a day's journey for a Qi-training monk, and an hour or two for a Foundation-building monk, but for a golden elixir monster like Heiye, it only takes two or three quarters of an hour.

Then he rushed to the end of the field.

Although Hei Ye had to take Fang Qingyuan, Jin Bao, and Situ Jingyu with him, which slowed down his speed a little, the dragon-faced monk would not have expected that Fang Qingyuan and the others could come so fast.

At a distance of eight hundred miles, if you deflect a little bit, the azimuth deviation will be very large, but with the soul-searching mirror sent by Chu He, it will be much easier to find.

Fang Qingyuan took the collected blood of the cow-faced monk and carefully applied it on the surface of the soul-searching mirror. At the same time, he poured mana into it. Suddenly, he saw a thin blood film on the soul-searching mirror that was slightly gleaming, and the top layer of blood was

It was spinning on the mirror, as if driven by some kind of force, and condensed into a ball of blood droplets as big as date kernels, floating in the air.

As Fang Qingyuan's mana poured in, the blood drop stretched and changed in the void, turning into a rather sharp-looking short thorn, pointing diagonally to the right.

"That's it!"

Fang Qingyuan made a dull sound, and the dark night emerged from the shadows. A gust of breeze blew past Fang Qingyuan and the others, and headed towards the direction pointed by the soul-searching mirror.

This is an underground labyrinth, with endless black sand above. It is not surprising, but the underground terrain is very similar to that of the Situ Jingyu Sect, but there is no underground magma surging.

This should be half a natural formation and half an artificial construction. The Twelve Yuan Beast monks are hiding here. This should be one of their many lairs.

Heiye took Fang Qingyuan and the others underground. According to Heiye's idea, Fang Qingyuan and Situ Jingyu should not follow them, and he could handle it himself.

But Situ Jingyu felt that if he didn't take action, he wouldn't be able to withstand the spiritual stone given by Fang Qingyuan. Fang Qingyuan believed that this was his opportunity to build a foundation. If he didn't show up, he was afraid of having a bad impact.

Water also looks stronger than dryness.
To be continued...