Chapter 362 Song Yanjun!
brush!
In a dark and silent cave.
Yang Fang's eyes suddenly opened, like a flash of lightning, he stood up and moved his body.
The night outside is heavy and starry.
There was no damage to the body this time. It was just that the strength was overused and there was a sense of fatigue. Fortunately, under the influence of some Qi Restoration Pills, it had recovered a lot at this moment.
Yang Fang first stood outside the cave and listened outside for a while. After making sure that there was nothing unusual in all directions, he breathed a sigh of relief and began to think about what to do next.
Hell!
Mysterious and powerful.
Even forces like the Cangqiong Palace and Tianling Pagoda can't do anything to them.
They even secretly investigated themselves in unusual detail.
Although Tu tried to kill their people quickly this time, the subsequent troubles will definitely not be small.
“Have a night’s rest and leave immediately tomorrow!”
Yang Fang made up his mind.
He has not yet completely recovered his true energy. If he leaves now, it will be detrimental to him if he encounters trouble. Therefore, he should recover his true energy first. Anyway, it is in the dark, and he does not have to worry about being discovered.
Suddenly, Yang Fang remembered something, turned his palm over, and several broken yellow jade talismans appeared, showing a trace of regret.
Escape Talisman!
This time it has been completely destroyed and can no longer be used.
This thing was already covered with cracks before, and after being used by me twice in a row this time, it was even more overwhelmed!
But fortunately, I still have a [Tenthousand-mile Talisman].
This talisman is faster and can travel thousands of miles in the blink of an eye.
Having never used it before, it was because he felt it was unnecessary to use it.
Such jade talismans are consumables, and he would not use them unless he was in a life-or-death crisis.
As long as he has this talisman with him, he will not be afraid even if the underworld catches up with him.
“Recover your true energy first.”
Yang Fang muttered to himself, put away the jade talisman in his hand, then returned to the cave again and sat down cross-legged.
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In the dark woods.
Shadows flickered.
The masters of the three major forces hardly moved throughout the day, but gathered tightly together, waiting for reinforcements.
The scene before was too terrible.
Let them feel frightened and afraid to act.
The famous sword-killing king Feng actually ended up like this. Who dares to believe it if word spreads about it?
Sword King Feng and Demon Sword Wanming are masters who have reached the third level.
The physical body is immortal, and the defensive coat will further evolve and evolve into a weird membrane. As long as this membrane is not damaged, even if the body is cut into dozens of pieces, it can be put back together again.
But the scary thing is that the membrane on the body of Killing Sword King Feng was torn almost immediately when he met him, and the terrifying evil energy poured into his body, destroying half of his body on the spot.
His body could not heal at all.
The broken half of the body is equivalent to being permanently broken.
Unless some genius can be used to transplant other people's bodies in the future, he will always be a disabled person.
Even if someone else’s body is transplanted, the strength and flexibility of the physical body will definitely not be as good as the original one.
This Killing Sword King Feng was almost completely destroyed.
Fortunately, the claws of the black-haired troll did not directly grab Wang Feng's head.
If not, wouldn’t Wang Feng be certain to die at this moment?
Many people feel more and more scared the more they think about it.
Throughout the whole day, in addition to taking care of Sword-Slaying King Feng, they also found dead hungry wolves and Bai Wuchang with his head crushed in the surroundings.
Without exception, they all died completely.
Especially for Bai Wuchang, the membrane on his body was completely destroyed, almost exactly like the body of Killing Sword Wang Feng.
Even Bai Wuchang's body showed signs of decay.
There was an unspeakable evil spirit pouring into his body, constantly corroding his body.
Facing such a terrifying scene, how could the three major forces dare to pursue it further? I just want to be able to wait for reinforcements here and wait for those supreme elders to come before I think of a solution.
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Inside Tianling City.
Ye Xuan opened his eyes again from the room, turned his body up instantly, exhaled gently, and fell into thought.
“Yuanshi, Yuanshi...that senior is really unfathomable.”
Ye Xuan sighed in his heart.
Tomorrow is the final showdown between him and Tang Huan.
Whether he becomes famous in one fell swoop or is defeated by Tang Huan, it all depends on this time!
Failing in the Three Families Martial Arts Competition is not just a simple failure.
It is very likely that you will be disabled!
More likely to die miserably!
So, it is impossible to say that I am not nervous.
brush!
Ye Xuan drew out his long sword and immediately started practicing quickly in the room. Every move was full of unspeakable charm.
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The night passed in silence.
Another four or five hours passed.
Yang Fang felt that his energy had almost recovered.
Seeing that the sky was about to break, he stood up and did not wait any longer. Instead, he flashed his body and rushed towards the distance.
This way, there is no one to stop me in front of me.
As he rushed forward, he was thinking about the future.
It's a pity that Liu Xianquan is still helping him refine the elixir in Tianling City.
If we just leave like this, those elixirs will be in vain.
It’s better to wait until the storm has passed and then go get the elixir yourself!
And once you reach the third ladder, I don’t believe what the underworld can do to you.
The third ladder is already the limit allowed in this world.
No matter how powerful the underworld is, how can it surpass the third ladder?
As long as you are still limited to the third ladder, you don’t need to be afraid if you rely on various trump cards.
Thinking of this, Yang Fang paused, changed direction, and headed towards a nearby town.
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At noon.
In a lively pub.
The second floor area.
Yang Fang had already changed into a human skin mask, and even his favorite black robe and green robe, and wore a newly bought white robe.
The white robe is bright and not stained by dust. It contrasts with the full head of black hair, giving it a unique temperament.
The whole tavern was filled with people from all over the world, talking about what they had seen and heard in various places.
The most eye-catching one is undoubtedly the three martial arts competitions in Tianling City.
Nearly all the reputable forces in the entire eastern region were invited.
For many Jianghu people, this kind of grand event is a famous event that they will never be exposed to in their lifetime.
Just as Yang Fang was eating quietly and preparing to return to Tianling City at night, suddenly, a figure in black robe appeared outside the door of the tavern with a smile on his face.
Then, he raised his head, stepped forward with the sole of his foot, and instantly appeared from the entrance area to the second floor of the restaurant as if he was traveling through space.
But the strange thing is that no one in the entire restaurant seems to be able to spot him.
The restaurant was noisy, and many people in the world were still talking about various things.
The figure in black robe has a pale face, revealing a pointed chin, two beards on his lips, and a beard on his chin.
He couldn't tell his specific age. He had a face that seemed to have never seen the light of day. He was smiling and scanning the whole place. Finally, he suddenly landed on Yang Fang. His body walked out and appeared directly in front of Yang Fang. He smiled and said:
“Friend, I wonder if I can sit down with you?”
His voice contained a strange power.
Except for Yang Fang, no one in all directions could hear anything.
No one seemed to notice his arrival or his voice.
Yang Fang was startled and instantly captured an invisible layer of spiritual power.
This is like a huge spiritual realm that includes everyone in this spiritual realm. What anyone hears and sees is seriously controlled and distorted by him.
“Who are you?”
Yang Fang’s tone was calm.
There are so many seats in the inn, so this person only chose his own place.
He wouldn’t believe it if he said it wasn’t weird.
“Black and impermanent.”
The visitor smiled, sat on the chair, and did not hide anything.
Yang Fang's expression changed, he stood up suddenly, and almost wanted to make a move.
But the other party quickly spoke again and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous. Let's not say whether you can kill me or not. Even if you kill me, you can't run away. Don't you want to know why I'm here?"
“Aren’t you here to avenge Bai Wuchang?”
Yang Fang’s tone was indifferent.
“This guy is looking for death himself, why should I avenge him?”
Hei Wuchang smiled, and his voice was still not heard by the people around him.
Even Yang Fang’s voice was directly distorted by him.
From the perspective of everyone, Yang Fang was still sitting there motionless, quietly tasting wine.
They couldn't imagine that at this moment, a strong man who they couldn't see or hear had already appeared opposite Yang Fang.
"What's the meaning?"
Yang Fang frowned.
Hei Wuchang smiled slightly and said: "We have checked your deeds, and the organization has a very high evaluation of your talent, so we sent Bai Wuchang to win you over before, but Bai Wuchang was too conceited and very playful. He wants to put you into a desperate situation, and then show up in person to win over you!
I just didn’t expect that he seriously underestimated you and actually died in your hands. I have to say that Bai Wuchang is too useless, weak and fun at the same time. Such a person will die if he dies. Why should I go to war for him?
I came here this time to win over you again. How about it? Are you interested in joining [Underworld]? "
"Um?"
Yang Fang’s head froze.
Hei Wuchang's words surprised him.
“What kind of force is the Underworld? What can I get by joining the Underworld?”
Yang Fang asked.
"What kind of force is the underworld? I can't tell you much right now. I can only say that Emperor Hades, Po Meng, and the Ten Lords of Hell are actually creatures that came out of the depths of darkness and haze. As for what you need to do after joining us? Only At one point, follow orders and complete the mission.”
Hei Wuchang smiles.
Yang Fang was startled again.
“A creature emerging from the dark haze?”
"Yes."
Hei Wuchang smiled slightly and said: "It should be your blessing to be favored by [Song Yanjun] among the top ten Yamas. That's why you asked me to come here to invite you again. If it were anyone else, he would have already died. situation."
Yang Fang's head was racing rapidly.
Incredible!
The underworld actually has this origin?
Out of the darkness and gloom?
The dark haze is full of fragments of hair and flesh, and there are many strange sounds and vague invisible figures. Are there any living things in it?
and!
Hei Wuchang puts it simply, follow orders and complete the task.
In such a weird organization, obeying orders is basically equivalent to losing your freedom. Besides, the tasks in the underworld will not be simple!
They often deal with darkness and haze, which must be accompanied by huge crises!
“What secrets exist in the dark haze? Can you tell me?”
Yang Fang did not agree directly, but asked aloud.
"No, you haven't become our member yet. Even if you become a member, you still need certain permissions to understand."
Hei Wuchang smiles.
Yang Fang was silent again, and after a moment he spoke: "Did you just say that [Song Yanjun] asked you to invite me?"
“Yes, [Song Yanjun] happens to be in charge of this eastern area, but not everyone can enter this lord’s Dharma eyes, so I can give you time to think about it, a stick of incense will do, right?”
Hei Wuchang smiles.
With a flick of his finger, a stick of burning sandalwood was inserted on the table with a pop, and a plume of green smoke came out.
Yang Fang had no expression on his face and said nothing.
A stick of incense···
Meaning that once the time has passed, does the other party want to take action forcefully?
“Aren’t you black and white and impermanent coming out of darkness and haze?”
Yang Fang asked.
"No, Bai Wuchang is just an errand boy for Song Yanjun. It can be considered a hard job. By the way, Bai Wuchang's position changes frequently. Three Bai Wuchangs have died. Brother Xiao, please be careful in the future. You kill If Bai Wuchang dies, he will most likely take his place."
He showed an expression that was half a smile but not a smile.
Yang Fang still said nothing.
The sandalwood on the table is burning slowly.
When the sandalwood was about to burn out, Yang Fang suddenly said: "Okay, I am willing to join you."
As I said before, wait until you reach the third level first.
With my current ability, even if I can kill Hei Wuchang, I will definitely not be able to deal with [Song Yanjun].
Instead of doing this, it is better to retreat and seek perfection.
As for the task of the underworld, let’s take it one step at a time.
Anyway, the elixir from Liu Xianquan will be refined soon.
“He who knows the current affairs is a hero.”
Hei Wuchang smiled and said: "In that case, please come with me, and I will take you to meet our Lord Yan."
"Now?"
Yang Fang was surprised and confused.
“Yes, right now.”
Hei Wuchang smiled, stood up from the chair, and walked out.
Yang Fang took a deep breath, threw half a coin of silver in his hand, and followed directly behind him.
The two of them seemed to have shrunk to an inch. Their bodies swayed and disappeared in an instant. It was incredibly fast.
Half an hour later.
has already appeared in a Taoist temple deep in the mountains.
The entire Taoist temple is extremely inconspicuous and deserted, with not many pilgrims.
The main hall is not as prosperous as other temples. It seems to be the reason why there is no sunlight all year round, and it looks a bit gloomy.
The area outside the palace.
A tall figure sitting in a wheelchair looked out quietly.
His face is covered with age spots and his hair is gray. He seems to be quite old. He seems to be around eighty or ninety years old. His whole body exudes a decaying aura of "dying".
When Yang Fang arrived for the first time, he was obviously secretly surprised.
This old man who is paralyzed and sitting in a wheelchair is the famous [Song Yanjun] among the ten Yamas?
“I’ve met Yan Jun!”
Hei Wuchang had a wary look on his face, bowed and spoke, his whole person was extremely honest, and said: "Xiao Fang has already brought him here."
"coming."
The old man in the wheelchair made an old and peaceful voice, and his eyes instantly looked toward Yang Fang, dark and deep.
In an instant, Yang Fang's whole body stood upright with cold hair.
Feeling like I'm being stared at by some unknown evil beast.
Even the temperature around me began to drop rapidly, just like when I encountered evil spirits in the Black Iron settlement two years ago, it was completely out of instinctive resistance.
He took a deep breath, and the Thunder Breathing Method began to circulate in his body, quickly calming him down.
This is the creature that comes out of the dark haze?
Is it a human being?
Is it a demon?
"You have traces of the Holy Secret on your body. This must have been passed down to you by Zhou Yuan."
Song Yanjun said in an old tone: "Zhou Yuan is a good young man. When he was on the third ladder, and his life was approaching, he united with several strong men on the third ladder to break into the darkness and haze, trying to escape from the darkness. They found a way to extend life, but unfortunately they found nothing. Later they met me, and I gave them a divine corpse in order to let them fuse, but unfortunately they were not sure either. "
Yang Fang was surprised again.
“The divine corpse that Zhou Yuan and the others got was given by Lord Yan?”
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Chapter 1 is here!
(End of this chapter)