Taoist Fang Xian

Chapter 67 Not good, it's a routine
the other side.

Feel the violent fluctuation of heaven and earth aura in that familiar position.

Wushuang, a man in black robe, couldn't help but change his complexion, he was even a little frightened:

"Junior Sister is Master's favorite daughter."

"It's hard for me to find such an opportunity to be alone with my junior sister, but don't make any big problems."

When thinking of this, Wushuang was a little restless.

Although Sanshan Palace is said to be evil.

But sometimes it is more straightforward to do things in a crooked way. If you say yes, you can do it, but if you don’t, you can’t.

If you really can't do it, you will be killed at once, and your flesh and blood will be used to refine magic weapons, and your soul will be used as fuel for lamp oil, and it will be used as waste.

But like Feiyunmen where Wushuang is, that is different.

They are self-proclaimed, well-known decent families.

Moreover, Wushuang's master, Taoist Feihe, as an elder in the sect, has three male disciples under him, including him.

This time, they all went out.

The purpose is to save resources and continue life for Wushuang's master, Taoist Feihe.

And for this opportunity to get close to his junior sister, he really paid a lot, and he didn't hesitate to go back and forth.

In the end, who knows, there were no problems when running before and after running, but it happened when he left to dig an old ginseng tree.

If the junior sister has a mistake.

Then he didn't dare to imagine what kind of treatment he would have after returning to the sect.

Thinking of this, Wushuang felt chills in his heart.

Afterwards, he flicked his black robe, quickly took out a piece of talisman paper from his robe, and then muttered something:

"The heavens are spirited, the earth is spirited, I am going out today, show my spirit quickly~"

Fall with the words.

Only a little aura appeared from this talisman paper.

Then, the seemingly ordinary talisman paper suddenly burned up, turning into a colorful brilliance, covering Wushuang in it.

As soon as the fire flashed, the two sides disappeared in a flash.

It looks like a streamer, but it is much faster than the ordinary walking method of catching wind and charm.

The distance between the two sides is not far.

After a while, the Wushuang Taoist in black robe emerged from the colorful brilliance.

Then came here.

But when he came to the deep valley, he saw the dead figure lying on the ground.

It was like a thunderbolt flashed in my heart.

Click!

The whole person is like falling into an ice cave:
"Junior Sister...Junior Sister!!"

At this moment, he didn't even take out the flying sword that had been hung on his back for many years.

The whole person seemed to have lost his sense of proportion, striding forward.

Walk up to the nun in red.

Wushuang looked at the robe on her body that had been pierced by the sword, the lost Qiankun bag, and the eternal vine whip that had disappeared long ago.

Then subconsciously wanted to help the junior sister up to see if she was still alive:

"Junior Sister~ Junior Sister, don't scare me..."

Shaking the body of the female cultivator in red.

When Wu Shuang was sure that the person was really dead, not only did he not have the kind of anger that burst into anger, but it was more of a panic:
"Junior Sister is dead, what should I do..."

"me……"

Just when his eyes were full of confusion, a pitch-black dagger suddenly pierced out from the back of his heart.

Pfft!

Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice appeared from his arms:
"Then go and accompany her!"

After finishing speaking, he stabbed several times, and even cut off his neck severely with the last knife.

And Taoist Wushuang couldn't help opening his eyes wide, but at this moment, he was powerless:

"You lied to me……"

Seeing this scene, seeing this person's head off, he can still spit out two words.

The red-robed nun who was lying in his arms suddenly opened her eyes, and then sighed with emotion:

"Sure enough, he is a Taoist with successful practice."

"You can say a few words with emotion when your head is broken, this vitality is really tenacious~"

The words fall.

All I saw was that the female monk in the red robe pointed at the broken head, and then touched the whole body of the black-robed Taoist very neatly.

However, when he finally opened the universe bag, he was a little stunned:
"How could this guy be so poor?"

However, after thinking about it carefully, Fang Xin understood what happened just now:
"It seems that this Taoist brother is not living well among the famous and decent sects."

"No wonder I said how this young lady with thin skin and tender flesh can collect so many medicinal herb spirit roots."

"Emotional Daoist brother, he took all the dirty work on himself."

When thinking of this, Fang Xin couldn't help but sigh helplessly:

"It seems that it's not easy to mix in the righteous way. This is still a practice. It's clearly a nanny."

"If you put it this way, those practitioners in the righteous path are more like stubborn feudal nobles."

"On the contrary, it is not as refreshing as this evil way."

Seeing the death of his junior sister, the whole person was stunned, not even a little bit on guard.

Even more outrageous.

In this situation, he could still mutter words in fear without making any preparations.

He didn't even suspect that there was an ambush nearby.

If such materials were placed in their Sanshan Palace, they would have died long ago.

It was a waste of the other backup plans he had prepared for this fishing plan.

thought of here.

Fang Xin couldn't help but have a flash of inspiration:
"If the so-called decent young disciples are all so simple and honest."

"Then why don't I take advantage of this?"

Since he entered the mirage, he has been marked with the Sanshan Palace, and he is a proper person in the evil way.

He didn't believe that in such an environment, there would be a true knight of the righteous way who would be willing to make friends with him.

Thinking of this, he picked up the flying sword that the man in black robe was carrying on his back.

next moment.

Just look at how skillfully he poured mana into this flying sword:
"Om~"

A colorful sword light appeared from the flying sword.

Boom! !
As he waved towards the ground, there was a sword mark three feet long in the whole underground.

It looks like nothing is broken.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xin nodded involuntarily:

"I have long heard that most of the decent disciples of this sect are very wealthy, and they usually use spiritual objects as a basis to practice spells."

"It seems that this flying sword is this guy's treasure for cultivation."

It is difficult for many Taoists like them in Sanshan Palace to survive, let alone get some spiritual objects and forge things for practicing spells.

But it's different for the famous and decent.

Although it is said that they are ranked by seniority, although they are said to be close to the older generation.

But it does have resources.

Just like this man in black robe.

Although he has not practiced this flying sword technique to great success, but when combined with this flying sword, it is also full of murderous aura.

If he really cultivated the flying sword technique to that level, then this flying sword could be turned into a sharp weapon by him, and he would become that sword fairy-like figure.

It's a pity that the experience is a little less.

(End of this chapter)