Refining Heaven and Earth

The night was quiet, Fang Bai lived alone in a small courtyard, and the consciousness spread, covering the entire house.

When the Zhang family ancestors were killed during the day, there was too much movement, which attracted the attention of some powerful returnees. Those people chased after them and refused to give up.

It is not necessary to kill the ancestors of the Zhang family to use the Qingyuan sword. Fang Bai is to give a warning to those who spy on, to see if they can suppress the greed in their hearts.

Unfortunately, Fang was in vain, and a figure sneaked in quietly.

The consciousness retreated like a tide, avoiding the infiltrating figure.

Perhaps he was aware of his own consciousness, and the person came to follow the consciousness.

"I don't know if I live or die!" Fang Bai was annoyed. The person who came was the third-level practice of returning to the virtual realm. He must have inquired clearly.

Fang Baisuo completely recovered the consciousness, and the figure followed the shadow, and he had already gone out of the door.

"Zhang Tai, come out, don't pretend to be a ghost." Outside voices came, unbridled.

Fang Bai smiled lightly and lowered his voice: "Since it's here, why not come in and talk about it?"

"Hmm! Isn't it because you're not going to do it?" The outside man hummed coldly, patted it with a palm, and broke in.

Seeing Fang Bai's figure froze for a moment, he wondered: "Where is Zhang Tai, let him out to see the old man."

Fang Bai smiled: "What's the matter, I'll take you to see him later."

"What kind of thing are you?" The impatient person said impatiently. "Hurry up and get him out."

"He can't come out, so I can only trouble you to find him below." Fang Bai smiled lightly.

"Below?" The comer appeared suspicious, swept away to the ground, and then angered: "You dare to tease my husband, there is no secret room here!"

"Uh……"

Fang Bai knew that this person would be wrong. He looked up, was of medium build, and was wearing a white robe. His pale complexion was even more miserable under the moonlight. He returned to the third floor of the virtual world to be diffused, imposing, and has no scruples.

"What's wrong with you, tell me the same."

"court death!"

The old man in white robes sank, grabbed Fang Bai with a swift palm, and looked at his appearance, not to die.

But regardless of those, when Fang Bai saw that the giant palm was about to fall, the sword's meaning suddenly spread out, and three thousand sword shadows burst out instantly. Almost in a blink of an eye, he had reached the old man in the white robe.

"Do not!"

The two were close to themselves, and the old man in white robes paid more attention to the surroundings, and did not put Fang Bai in his eyes. How could Fang Bai have thought of such a powerful sword.

Unexpectedly, he quickly released his sword resistance.

Unfortunately, everything is late!

The sword intention not long after entering the hall, compared with Fang Bai's sword intention, there is too much difference, and it was broken up instantly. At the same time, the old man in the white robe retreated sharply, and hurried to protect his anger.

After crackling for a while, the guard body really broke up, and the sword shadow left a scar on the old man in the white robe.

Blood was flowing, and the old man in white robes had solemn eyes and yelled, "Who are you?"

Fang Bai slowly got up and walked with a smile: "What's the point of saying these now? Are you looking for Zhang Tai for this?" Then, he took out the Qingyuan Sword with a wave, and the cold in the moonlight was very aggressive.

"You, how could Qingyuan sword be in your hands?" The old man in the white robe horrified, only to find that Fang Bai was too underestimated. If Qingyun Jian had been urged just now, he would already be dead.

Fang Bai laughed: "It's my thing, why can't it be in my hands?"

"Where is Zhang Tai?"

"Stupid!" Fang Bai coldly said, "Since I'm here, where do you say he went?"

The old man in white robe was startled, remembering what Fang Bai had said before, lost his voice: "He is dead?"

"It's not too stupid," Fang Bai said lightly.

"Okay." The old man in white robe said coldly: "The old man admits to planting, please leave your name."

laugh!

Fang Bai smiled: "You wouldn't want to leave?"

The old man in white robes sank into his eyes, "Can you still leave the old man incapable?"

"You try!" Fang Bai stepped on his feet, his whole body was flowing, and the old man in white robes looked paler and murmured, "How is this possible?"

Fang Baizhen laughed: "Do you still want to go?"

The old man in the white robe had a distorted and embarrassed face. Of course he wanted to leave, but was he able to leave? On the surface, Fang Bai looks like eight layers of virtual realm. Judging from the godly knowledge and strength just now, he must be back to virtual realm.

The same is returning to the realm, the other understands the wind, and wanting to escape is delusional, not to mention being injured.

"What do you want?" The old man in white robes was also clever, and instantly understood that Fang Bai wouldn't kill him, he must have done what he wanted.

"It's easy!" Fang Baidan said indifferently: "Allegiance to me for ten years, after ten years, you will be free!"

"Impossible!" The old man in white robes refused without hesitation. As a strong return to the virtual world, Tianyuan has the top continent, how could he be willing to be loyal to others for ten years.

Fang Bai coldly said: "Then you have to die!"

The words fell, Qingyuan sword moved slightly, and the whole body raised 4,500 sword shadows, and the old man in the white robe face was instantly ugly.

It may not have been possible to take over the sword during its heyday, and now it is even more delusional.

"and many more!"

The old man in white robe fell coldly and whispered, "Are you sure for ten years?" Ten years before death is nothing, especially for those who return to the virtual realm with a few flicks.

"Of course!" Fang Bai smiled. "Depending on your strength, it still has some use for me now. After ten years, what is it for you? Even if you ask to stay, I don't look at you."

puff!

The blood of the old man in the white robe spurted wildly, and once he returned to the vanity strong, had he ever suffered such humiliation and had no qualifications to be loyal to a person?

At the speed of Fang Bai's practice, ten years later, God knows where he will grow, and if he returns to the third floor of the virtual world, how can he get into his eyes.

"How should I believe you?" The old man in white robe asked.

Fang Bai sank indifferently, and said indifferently, "You can believe me, just trust my sword."

"This……"

The old man in white robes almost spit out blood, threatening nakedly, but he had no courage to resist, he could only bet, and the gambler Bai would keep his promise!

"Okay, my husband will be loyal to you for ten years. If you do n’t keep Chen Nuo then, the old husband will die and fight with you!"

Fang Bai smiled lightly. "Rest assured, I will never hesitate to those who follow me, and you will not regret it. Now, hand over your spirit!"

"What?" The old man in white robe turned wild.

v4 see the pQ version b chapter ¤s ds \ '

The spirit is the foundation of a warrior. Once the spirit is put into the hands of the other party, life and death are between the other party's thoughts, which is more uncomfortable than killing him.

"What if the old man refused?"

Fang Bai sneered, "I don't know if I live or die, what's the point of staying with you?"

The words fell, Qingyuan sword moved slightly, and the sword shadow erupted, covering all around, like a sea of ​​swords.

"Wait!" The old man in white robe said suddenly: "I pay!"

He can't see Fang Bai's cultivation behavior, but can see that Fang Bai's strength is very strong, following ten years may not be a bad thing, they have no deep hatred for each other, and there is a hint of vitality.

Moreover, as Fang Bai said, ten years later, what else can he do? By that time, you will be free.

As a strong person who returns to the realm of imagination, it is usually disdainful to lie. What is important is that it will affect the state of mind and will be detrimental to future cultivation.

The old man in the white robe who surrendered his soul was as dead as a face. He wanted to take the Qingyuan Sword, but now he put himself in, almost losing his life.

Sending the spirit into the sea of ​​knowledge, Fang Bai nodded with satisfaction, and was able to receive a servant who returned to the third floor of the virtual realm. It was not bad, and it was much easier to do things.

"You won't regret it."

Shut the door, Fang Bai felt it necessary to explain to him, so as not to make mistakes later.

"You, you, you are Fang Bai?" After seeing Fang Bai's true content, the old man in white robe was completely stunned. How many people were looking for Fang Bai, but unexpectedly appeared in this Tang Dynasty empire, the other day was still quite upright At the auction of Xingyue Pavilion.

"If you replace it," Fang Bai laughed. "Disappointed?"

The old man in white gown sighed, "The afterlife is awesome! There is only one thing that the old man doesn't understand. Are you really too vague?

Fang Bai smiled: "Is there a problem?"

The old man in white robes sighed: "Old, we are all old, now the world belongs to you young people!"