Xuanhuang Realm, Shenxiao Peak.
As the seat of Yuxiao Sect among the three sects and six sects of Shenzhou, the official residence of the Immortal Family is also the most suitable place in the world for practicing thunder magic.
However, the top of the peak is covered with lead clouds and thunder rolling all day long. It is indeed not a pleasant scene.
Fortunately, once we got off the top, the scenery became much more normal. Along the undulating mountains, eight hundred and ten miles away, there were beautiful green mountains.
Outside the mountain gate, Fang Shizhe stopped, cupped his hands and said, "Brother Xu, you took the time to attend my wedding with Ling'er in your busy schedule. Fang will remember it in my heart. It's a pity that we have to go to Yunmeng. We are so far away. I'm sorry." It can’t be sent far away.”
Xu Zhuang returned the gift with a smile and said: "Brother Fang is joking, you and Junior Sister Lin are just getting tired of your newlyweds. How can I be so shameless as to let Brother Fang send you away..."
Fang Shizhe laughed when he heard this.
The two of them were both good-natured, and they just exchanged a few words and stopped being polite. After saying goodbye to Xu Zhuang, Fang Shizhe made a magic trick and flew away like a thunderbolt.
But Xu Zhuang had already started to escape and set out to return to Yunmeng Daze.
What Fang Shizhe said was true, the trip to Yunmeng Daze was tens of thousands of miles away, but along the way, there were the great rivers and mountains of Dongsheng Shenzhou, which was by no means boring.
Usually when he was on the road, he was above a few layers of clouds. Today, he had a rare free time and was somewhat interested. He did not go to the high sky, but just rode the wind and enjoyed the scenery.
However, Xu Zhuang's interest did not last long. After escaping for thousands of miles, his spiritual consciousness suddenly became alert and he felt a sense of threat, as if someone had locked his energy.
Xu Zhuang narrowed his eyes slightly and followed what his spiritual consciousness felt. Sure enough, he saw a sharp Taoist in his forties standing in the wind on the top of a green mountain. Shuo Shuo, like a sword with its blade exposed, the murderous intention is unconcealed and directly hurts Xu Zhuang's mind.
"Third level Nascent Soul, Heavenly Fire Taoist Robe."
Xu Zhuang's heart moved. Almost instantly, a name jumped out of his heart: "Yang Huaizun!"
"Xuzhuang." Yang Huaizun said calmly, "You can make me wait for a while."
Xu Zhuang pressed the escape light and responded calmly: "Oh? Your Majesty is waiting here. Could it be that he wants to seek revenge against me?"
"Seeking revenge?" Having locked his Qi machine, Yang Huaizun was not in a hurry to take action. He responded quietly: "Actually, we who are accomplished cultivators, how can we have any life-or-death enmity?"
"You are the true successor of Tai Su, a well-known Taoist disciple. You may be a member of Yuanshen in the future. It is really unwise to make enemies with you just because of some external matters."
Xu Zhuang didn't expect that Yang Huaizun would say such words. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Yang Huaizun had already continued: "Xu Zhuang! If you kill my beloved Lian'er, I will ask for some compensation from you. If you kill me, My pampered Hua'er, I won't be too late to regenerate you in the future, even if you slaughter all my Yang family! The worst I can do is have a fight with you."
Yang Huaizun sighed deeply: "But you should never, never should, kill my Lian'er. I have worked hard and painstakingly to cultivate such a son who can refine the top-grade golden elixir."
"If I fail to break through the soul, I can only use the supreme secret method to seize his creation! Only then can I hope to start over from scratch without going through the mystery of the womb -"
"This man has passed away. Your Majesty, I express my condolences." Xu Zhuang interrupted Yang Huanzun and said with a half-smile: "Burning the cauldron and sinking the boat is not the process of strengthening one's Taoist heart."
"You are right." Yang Huaizun agreed: "But because of this matter, I am depressed and unable to understand, which is not good for me to break through the soul."
"The hatred for killing your son and the hatred for blocking the road, do you think I should kill you or not?"
"Haha!" Xu Zhuang raised his head and laughed loudly, and asked, "Have you never thought that your life would be lost in my hands, and your path would be cut off?"
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Fang Shizhe had just returned to his home and before he could sit down, someone suddenly rushed over and shouted: "Erlang!"
Fang Shizhe's expression remained unchanged and he asked, "Bofu, what's causing you to be so confused?"
Fang Bofu reported with some solemnity: "Disciples from the Cai Clan came to report that traces of Yang Huaizun of the Sky Fire Sect were found more than three thousand miles away from the sect."
Yang Huaizun became famous seven or eight hundred years ago during the heyday of the Sky Fire Sect. Now he has been practicing at the third level of the Yuanying for who knows how long. In the Xuanhuang world where the Yuan Shen rarely appears in the world, he is definitely considered a first-class big shot.
What's more, the Yuxiao Sect and Tianhuo Sect are close to each other, and there has always been a lot of friction. Now the situation in the Xuanhuang Realm is quite tense.
He licked his dry lips, "Such a person suddenly appears so close to the sect. Should he report to the sect?"
Fang Shizhe frowned slightly. As a true successor, his perspective was a little different after all. He responded in a deep voice: "This matter is settled with the sect branch, so why panic."
Fang Bofu responded and was about to leave. Suddenly he was called by Fang Shizhe again. A look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face. He pondered for a while, then suddenly took out a silver shuttle from his sleeve and quickly ordered: "Hurry up and grab this thing, chase after Master Daomiao, and tell him the news about Yang Huaizun!"
Who doesn’t know about the grievances between Yang Huaizun and Taisu Daozi?
Fang Bofu was a close confidant of Fang Shizhe, so he didn't know the seriousness of the matter. Hearing this, his expression suddenly changed. He took the shuttle and ran out of the door quickly without saying a word. He didn't even reach the open space for a moment. After a while, it suddenly turned into a rainbow light rising into the sky.
This flying shuttle is the magic weapon of the Fang clan. It was left in Fang Shizhe's hands to save his life. It only has the ability to fly and escape, and its speed is unknown. Fang Bofu drove the flying shuttle and flew away, flying two miles away. Xu Zhuang was nowhere to be seen for more than a thousand miles, and his heart sank.
However, things depended on human factors. Fang Bofu did not stop and continued to gallop forward. However, within a breath, the shuttle suddenly stopped. It was not Fang Bofu's fault, but the shuttle had its own spirituality, and it stopped flying for some reason.
Before Fang Bofu could get too anxious, there was a sudden loud noise in front of him!
An extremely swift and violent wind swept in, nearly knocking down Uncle Fang who was driving the shuttle. Then a red fire as red as blood shot up into the sky, and then a white rainbow chased up from under the clouds. However, the fire was gone. It moved very fast, and disappeared in a moment. Bai Hong couldn't catch it, so he turned in a direction and headed south.
Fang Bofu couldn't help but swallowed. He lowered his head and looked around. He saw that the earth was in a mess, especially the Langshan Mountain. For some reason, it was half shorter!
"Sure enough, we bumped into each other! How is the battle situation?" Fang Bofu took a deep breath, and hurriedly started the shuttle to return to his life. Suddenly, there was a flash of thunder, and a man with long hair in a bun and a hairpin A thirty-year-old Taoist priest appeared with a thunderous ebony branch standing in the air.
"Uncle Yu!" Fang Bofu was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.
"Bo Fu?" Yu Du's eyes flashed and he asked, "Why are you here? Do you know who is fighting here?"
Fang Bofu did not dare to hide anything and hurriedly explained the cause and effect. Yu Du could not help but frown and said to himself: "Is it the Heavenly Fire Escape Technique or the Yuan Shen Escape Technique Talisman? The dignified Yang Huaizun was defeated by Xu Zhuang."
Yu Du's eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of disbelief. Although Xu Zhuang was extremely talented and famous in Shenzhou, he had only been practicing for how long? More than twenty years ago, Yu Du went to Taisu as an envoy, and Xu Zhuang had just become a Nascent Soul!
(End of chapter)
