As a demon cultivator, it makes sense to be cruel!

After Fang Han drank another cup of spiritual tea, he left the front hall and came outside the cave.

"Twenty-seven years ago, when I went to Luohefang City to take over the task of killing Zhang Hao, I accidentally obtained a map recording the place where the True Lord Miaoyin of the Hehuan Sect was enthroned.

Back then, I only had a low level of cultivation at the fifth level of Qi Refining. Now that I have reached the completion of foundation building, it is time to explore the places recorded in the ancient scrolls.

That is the place where a True Lord of Nascent Soul is seated. As long as I get the storage bag of True Lord Miaoyin, I will never have to worry about the lack of cultivation resources in the next few decades. "

Fang Han looked at the sea of ​​clouds billowing on the mountainside, his pupils shining with blazing light.

"But we can't rush this matter. I have to be fully prepared before going to avoid capsizing in the gutter."

Fang Han turned around and walked to the peach blossom tree, picked a first-order spiritual peach that exuded a faint white light, and took a bite directly.

"Master, are you worried?"

The two daughters, He Shuyue and Song Tingyu, walked out of the spiritual field on one side and saw Fang Han sitting alone under the peach tree. The two women could not help but walk to Fang Han.

The person who just spoke was He Shuyue, because she worked as a maid at Wanbao Auction House.

She just glanced briefly and realized that Fang Han was definitely worried, so Gu Youfang asked.

"Shu Yue has a good eye. I am worried about exploring a place where the Nascent Soul Lord is enthroned. I wonder what you two have in mind?"

Fang Han had no intention of hiding He Shuyue's two daughters. After all, their life and death depended on his own thoughts.

Fang Han simply sent a message directly to the consciousness of He Shuyue and He Shuyue, and told He Shuyue and He Shuyue what was in his heart.

"What...the place where True Lord Nascent Soul is seated!"

The two daughters of He Shuyue, like Fang Han, both used their spiritual consciousness to transmit their voices, but the words they sent out were full of shock and trembling.

This cannot be blamed on the two daughters of He Shuyue. Anyone who heard about the place where a Nascent Soul Lord was enthroned would not react much better than the two daughters.

After all, an ordinary early-stage Golden Core cultivator can run rampant in most areas of the Cangnan Region, let alone the powerful Nascent Soul who is above the Golden Core.

After He Shuyue suppressed the turmoil in her heart and pondered for a while, she cautiously sent a message to Fang Han's spiritual consciousness:

"Master, this matter is no small matter. If you decide to explore the place where True Lord Nascent Soul rests, you'd better bring more cannon fodder.

The so-called higher-level monks often leave dangerous restrictions on the place of their incarnation, let alone the ancestor of Nascent Soul who is at the top of the Cangnan Region! "

Her pretty face is full of seriousness, but if you look closely, you can see the desire and greed flowing in her eyes.

Fang Han naturally noticed the greed in He Shuyue's eyes, but he had no intention of getting angry.

After all, no matter who is presented with this kind of opportunity, it will make others jealous. Fang Han would be surprised if He Shuyue was not moved by it at all.

"Shu Yue, your proposal is very good, and it coincides with my thoughts."

Fang Han nodded slightly towards He Shuyue, and then turned his attention to Song Tingyu.

"My slave has the same thoughts as Sister Shu Yue."

Seeing Fang Han's gaze, Song Tingyu smiled awkwardly.

After that, Fang Han and He Shuyue chatted for a while at the Lingpeach Tree, and then Fang Han flew away from Peach Blossom Mountain in the Zhuyun Boat.

Fang Han left this time with the intention of going to Luoyu Valley to capture some cannon fodder and prepare for the subsequent exploration of the place where Miaoyin Zhenjun rests.

Falling Feather Valley is a gathering place for casual cultivators located two thousand miles west of the Yin Demon Sect. Fang Han's purpose this time is to capture some casual cultivators in Falling Feather Valley and use them as a pathfinder to explore the place where Miaoyin Zhenjun is seated.

Fang Han went to Luoyu Valley alone, and the two daughters of He Shuyue were left behind by him in the cave in Yue Moling.

"If you capture the casual cultivator from Luoyu Valley, you only need to return it to the sect and the Hall of Things to report, and then you can go explore the place where Master Miao Yong rests.

I hope that the words written by Miaoyin Zhenjun in the ancient scrolls are all true, and it is best not to have any more variables. "

Fang Han sat cross-legged on the Zhuyunzhou splint. After leaving the Yin Demon Sect, he pinched the secret with his fingertips again, and a burst of spiritual power entered the spirit boat at his feet.

I saw that after he blessed a burst of spiritual power, the white light that Zhuyunzhou transformed into became two or three points faster.

"With the blessing of my Foundation Establishment Perfection spiritual power, the speed of Zhuyunzhou is barely comparable to that of Foundation Establishment Perfection. It seems that Zhuyunzhou, which is only a top-grade spiritual weapon, can no longer keep up with my pace."

Fang Han looked at Zhuyunzhou, which was reaching its speed limit, and shook his head helplessly.

"There are a few Qi Refining cultivators below, hey hey hey!"

"Just pack them all up and take them away to be used as cannon fodder!"

Suddenly, Fang Han, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating on the plywood of Zhuyun Boat, had a smile on his lips.

With a single stroke of his finger, the Zhuyun Boat immediately descended towards the endless black jungle below.

On a rugged mountain road in Heimuling, there were three young Qi Refining monks in black robes, jumping quickly on the rugged mountain road.

"Brother Qiancheng Clan, the great elder sent us and three others to capture the casual cultivators. This obviously has some objections to us and three others.

When I break through to the tenth level of Qi refining in the future, I will definitely make him into a tonic decoction and swallow his flesh alive. "

Among the three men in black robes, the one on the far right who was as thin as a bamboo pole complained angrily to the man in black robes between them.

"Hmph! He is so old and gives all the best resources of the family to his son. I, Gu Qiancheng, have long wanted to give him a lift.

If he hadn't reached the tenth level of Qi refining, I'm afraid the other elders in the clan would have wanted to kill him just like me. "

The man named Gu Qiancheng snorted coldly, and the gloominess on his face flashed away.

These three men in black robes are descendants of a small cultivating immortal family on the banks of the Yellow River. Among them is a middle-aged man named Gu Qiancheng, who has the sixth level of Qi refining.

The black-robed thin bamboo pole who just spoke was named Gu Qianhui, and his cultivation level was at the fifth level of Qi refining.

Another person who has never spoken is named Gu Qianzhen, whose cultivation level is the lowest among the three, only the fifth level of Qi Refining.

The three of them, under the order of the eldest elder of the clan, went out to capture the elixirs of the Hui clan cultivators. It was obvious that the family Gu Qiancheng and his family belonged to was an out-and-out evil cultivator family.

This is not a strange thing, because the Yan Kingdom is the territory of the Yin Mo Sect, a major sect of the Demon Sect, so it is natural for evil cultivators to be rampant in the Yan Kingdom.

On the contrary, the decent forces in the Yan Kingdom were all shrinking and did not dare to confront the evil cultivators.

It can be said that the Yan Kingdom is a paradise for all evil spirits. As long as you are strong enough, you can kill and set fire to whatever you want.