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The Taoist did not continue to speak, but muttered something in his mouth. Then he pointed his hand and the pavilion slowly turned into the size of a palm. Then the Taoist recited another magic trick, and threw the pavilion as big as a palm into the sky. The pavilion disappeared between the sky, and I don’t know where it would fall, but he would definitely continue to fool those players who didn’t know the inside story.

After all this, the Taoist looked at Fang Zhongshu. Although the Taoist looked tired, Fang Zhongshu could see that there was a domineering aura on this Taoist face. He should be a very famous figure in the world of cultivation today. However, the great man would not report his own name, and Fang Zhongshu would not ask. Wouldn't he be embarrassed to ask for the sake of the person if he didn't tell him? He said that his reputation was too big and he would definitely be embarrassed to ask for benefits, otherwise he would offend someone, and it would be better to be a ignorant of being innocent.

"Senior, that pavilion was discovered by the younger generation. The juniors' sects are very deserted. Digging this pavilion can increase the excitement. Now the seniors just take the pavilion away, so it's very embarrassing for me." Fang Zhongshu said with a sad look on his face.

"It's a big deal." The Taoist senior cursed. Fang Zhongshu was not surprised. The NPCs in the game have different personalities. Some speak very literaryly, some speak no differently from modern people, and some have several dirty words in one sentence, which is nothing strange.

"Chen Hezi is good?" Seeing that Fang Zhongshu did not respond, the Taoist asked.

"The ancestors have gone west by the crane, and now the sect is under the command of my master Yun Hezi."

"Chen Hezi is dead? Well, I'll give you this small item to protect you." When he said this, the Taoist paused, seemed to sigh, and after throwing out an item, "It's also the object returned to the original owner." The words were still turning in his ears, but the Taoist Master Niu disappeared without a trace.

Fang Zhongshu now also knows that his ancestor Chen Hezi is a great man. According to the sect's story, Xian Hezi, the founder of the founding sect, died 5,000 thousand years ago, while Chen Hezi died 3,000 years ago. The "Cultivation War" occurred 3,500 years ago. Chen Hezi was still alive at that time and must have played an extremely powerful role in this war. Otherwise, the cultivator and this Taoist he met before would not mention Chen Hezi.

"Chenhezi has such a big name. Seven thousand years ago, the founder of the Ling Palace in Ling Palace was not a person from the same period as the ancestor of Xianhezi of my family? It seems that my family is also rich! Unfortunately, Chenhezi has no successor, otherwise the Xianhezi would not have a inheritance gap. In the end, the two scattered immortals obtained the tokens in the sect, so that the Xianhezi sect will be renewed."

While thinking about it, he checked the items he got. The items looked familiar. They were all thin golden leaves, just the size of a palm when they got the Worm Poison Chapter of the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic. However, this senior was very generous and gave out ten chapters in one breath. Fang Zhongshu looked at the residual chapter of the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic in his hand, but he felt even more strange.

If the Taoist did not know Chen Hezi, it would have been fine, but he knew that Chen Hezi had sent the remnants of the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic, which proved that the Xianhe Sect should have been a sect that was mainly medicine in the early days. This could be derived from the Xianhe Divine Needle Skill and the Heying Xuan Needle, and the Taoist even proved this.

"It seems that my sect is indeed not ordinary! Asking the master will definitely be useless. I can only explore it slowly by myself. Once I figure it out, it will be of great help to my future development direction." Huangdi's Internal Classic of Blood and Dry, Scare and Crazy, High Body, Classic Interpretation, Sutra Death, Relieving the Wine, Relieving the Bile, Swelling, Back Pain, and Reverse; these ten chapters were given by the senior of the Great Man, plus the Worry Chapter, and Fang Zhongshu's eleven chapters of the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic, which has 11 chapters, has taken a big step away from the collection of 9981 chapters.

The main flavors of each article are different, but the flavors overlap. Fang Zhongshu walked around again and collected several main flavor herbs. He looked at the top. After thinking about it, he decided not to go up for the time being and continue to stay on the mountainside to ravage ordinary insects.

At this time, the game has just been open for a long time. Although there are many players online, they are divided into five major domains and then spread to various domains and states. The number of players is naturally even smaller. However, except for Fang Zhongshu, the other players nowadays, all choose large sects. Therefore, it is difficult to meet players in the wild at this stage. Of course, this is for Fang Zhongshu.

Although the Imperial Evils gathered together in 300% of the counties, it would take some time to find them. It is the peak that there are hundreds of Imperial Evils in a location. If there are players who grab monsters, it is probably not much. Fortunately, at this time, Fang Zhongshu was the only one who slowly looked for herbs and killed monsters, which seemed extremely free.

Sometimes, standing on the back of a white crane and looking at the undulating land in the air, some of the resentment and bad emotions in my heart will dissipate. No wonder people say that watching the sea will increase a person's mind. This is indeed very reasonable. The beauty of the world of cultivation is unquestionable. The dream of flying is realized in this game. Fighting monsters is boring and tiring, but you only need to climb a high place to recover your energy and you can devote yourself to the monster fighting activities again.

After staying in Chishan for a full month, Fang Zhongshu finally entered the ranks of the late stage of foundation building. The King of Chi Zang also had a meeting, and he died Fang Zhong in just one meeting. His cultivation level fell directly from the middle stage of foundation building back to the early stage. Fang Zhongshu was so angry that he jumped up and cursed. Of course, it was only a blink of an eye when it mentioned the middle stage, but it was extremely long to mention the late stage. Because of this, Fang Zhongshu stayed for a month and improved his cultivation level to the great circle of the late stage of foundation building.

Of course, he didn't dare to provoke the Imperial Insect King again. That guy definitely had the cultivation level of the Dan stage, otherwise he would not have killed Fang Zhongshu in seconds as soon as he met. He was about to leave, so he naturally had to take stock of the things he had obtained in the Imperial Mountain. Although most of them were medicines, hundreds of low-grade spirit stones were produced, and there was nothing else.

"Wow, I'm going to hit it, I'm going to hit it."

Just as he was counting, he heard a loud roar in his ears, accompanied by the sound, and there was a strong wind, which increased to the late stage of foundation building. Fang Zhongshu's perception range reached 30 meters, and the opponent's strength was not high, which allowed Fang Zhongshu to react in time.

A crane shadow drifted away, and the crane shadow behind him was held in his hand, and it slapped in the air like a fly. Only a crisp sound of weapons attacking was heard, and a scream rang out. Fang Zhongshu jumped and chased the enemy where he landed.

"Don't beat, don't beat, make mistakes, make mistakes."

Destiny wanted several times in the grass, and his mouth was sprayed with blood and shouting loudly. Damn, I met evil ghosts in the deep mountains! He had just successfully built the foundation and obtained the flying objects given by the master's sect, so he naturally flew around with joy, but his control was not very good, and he often rear-end or bumped into something.

I didn't expect that I almost hit someone in this wilderness. It doesn't matter if I hit someone, but I almost hit someone to death. It's so miserable.

Looking at Fang Zhongshu, who was standing with a gun, then looked at the tip of the gun that was placed on the center of his forehead. Fate wanted to swallow his saliva and said with some difficulty: "Senior, it's just a mistake. Can you spare your life?"

"100 top-grade spirit stones." The senior said coldly.

"I'll do it, then you kill me." Fate's wanted man closed his eyes and howled.

"Hehe." The senior suddenly laughed dryly. The wanted man of fate suddenly felt bad. He opened his eyes and found that the strange spear had disappeared. Ten equally strange needle-shaped weapons appeared. The senior took out one and inserted it directly into his body. He immediately heard the system prompt: "You have been hit by the terrifying technique."

Seeing that the player's face turned bloody red, Fang Zhongshu was shocked. Damn, could the terrifying technique have the effect of improving the attack? He quickly retreated and pulled out for a long distance, but his eyes did not leave the player. When he found that although the player's entire eyes turned red and his body was trembling, he did not act excessively. Fang Zhongshu breathed a sigh of relief.

But before the breath was over, I saw the player roaring violently, and the clothes on his body were broken, and of course the inner cat was still retained. But his muscles instantly bulged, and the tendons on his body became thicker, as if there were signs of blood vessels bursting.
Chapter completed!