Signed to Billion Martial Soul at the Beginning

"The opening sign to Hundreds of Thousands of Martial Spirits (

In the evening.

In the teleportation array in the falling flower area.

Fang Hao and the three warriors who escorted him once again entered the teleportation formation, and then went to the central temple of the deserted ancient sanctuary.

On the way, the expressions of the beautiful women and the three others were very indifferent.

There were not too many waves in their hearts, even if they recalled some sadness, or revisited the sad place.

However, people always have to look forward. What is gained will inevitably be lost. It is just that what is gained is compared with what is lost. It is not worth it.

In the long journey of martial arts, why not?

They are all warriors who have lived for hundreds of years. Although they are not as good as those warriors who have lived for more than tens of thousands of years, they have gone through hundreds of years of vicissitudes. Looking at things, it is obvious that they have worn this with a soul. In the world, Fang Hao, who was less than four years old, was much more calm.

But in this martial arts journey, hundreds of years, it is just a flash of effort.

He has been in this world for nearly four years, and he feels like yesterday.

His character has indeed grown a lot, a bit less childish, and a bit more mature as a young man.

In fact, the warriors who can step into the holy realm cultivation base are not easy to provoke.

Including Fang Hao!

It's just that he is more difficult to provoke than warriors of the same level.

"By the way, what was the name of the song I heard in Lingyin Pavilion yesterday?" Fang Hao asked.

The beautiful woman said straightly: "It's like a dream to live up to Qingcheng!"

After Fang Hao nodded, he found that the other two warriors were looking at the beautiful woman with a look of surprise.

"Qingsha, you?" the brown-haired man asked suspiciously.

The beautiful woman said, "I didn't sing it. It was a song played and sung by a woman named Qin Wan'er in Lingyin Pavilion."

From the expressions of the three of them, it is not difficult to see that this song has a story between them.

"Can you tell me about the past?" Fang Hao asked curiously.

Although it's not right to ask others about their sad past.

But Fang Hao would love to listen.

Fang Hao was also curious about the Jinlan years between them.

The two men turned their eyes to look at the beautiful woman, and the beautiful woman was silent for a while before nodding her head in agreement.

Seeing her open the mouth and said: "Two hundred and twenty-three years ago, I paid a visit to the Lingyin Pavilion and met Yan Fei. He was also the first person who gave me the courage to move forward toward my dream."

"Looking back at the time, Big Brother Yan was solitary, unruly, talking and laughing, and had an unusual perception of Dadao." said the brown-haired man.

The "Big Brother Yan" and "Yan Fei" in their mouths are the fallen deceased, and they are undoubtedly the one who formed Jinlan.

"Then how did you meet Jin Lan?" Fang Hao asked.

The brown-haired man said: "When we met in the Ziwei Valley, Brother Yan and I didn't know each other. Then, because the four of us had a close friendship, we went through many hardships and experiences together. Since then, we have begun to marry Jinlan. "

Fang Hao asked curiously again: "May I ask, what did he fall for?"

The beautiful woman bluntly said: "For the holy magic piano!"

"Sacred Demon Qin?" Fang Hao frowned.

The brown-haired man said: "At that time, there was a turmoil in the falling area, and the root of the turbulence was the holy magic piano."

Another middle-aged man added: "Since Big Brother Yan Fei got the holy magic piano, people's hearts have changed."

"No, it's because of a change in nature. It is no longer the lonely big brother Yan Fei." said the brown-haired man.

When they said this, they revealed endless sadness.

"What happened later?" Fang Hao asked.

"Later, he was killed by a martial arts genius, and this martial arts genius is the current saint master, that is, your father."

The beautiful woman said: "For Big Brother Yan Fei, it's never a happy thing to get away."

This made Fang Hao curious about Sheng Moqin.

Fang Hao asked: "How powerful is that holy magic piano, and why can it make a person lose his nature?"

"Killing with the holy magic piano is said to get endless pleasure." said the beautiful woman.

"The pleasure of killing?" Fang Hao let out a sigh of relief slowly.

In this world where martial arts are respected, murder is inherently no absolute right or wrong.

But if you see someone you kill, you lose even the humanity.

Although Fang Hao had killed many people before, he hadn't reached the point where he would kill at the sight of people.

In his principle, he only kills those who hinder his martial arts and threaten him.

But he will not kill at sight for no reason.

"Where is the holy magic piano?" Fang Hao asked.

The beautiful woman bluntly said: "Yesterday, it was still on my body."

As soon as he said this, Fang Hao understood.

She should have given the holy magic piano to others yesterday.

But if a holy magic piano with annihilating human nature falls into the hands of others, will it not harm the area of ​​falling flowers again?

However, Fang Hao knew that the beautiful woman had passed the Holy Moqin to Qin Wan'er's hands.

As for why she did this, Fang Hao didn't know.

Maybe she has her thoughts and plans, or she knows that in Qin Wan'er's hands, Sheng Moqin will have different results in the future.

The other two men on the side didn't say anything.

They believe in beautiful women. After all, they have not known each other for a day or two, but for hundreds of years.

It turns out that the purpose of beautiful women returning to the Luohua area~www.ltnovel.com~ is not just to pay homage to the deceased, but to eliminate the cause and effect.

I have to say that between them, there is still such a vicissitudes of life.

But in their vicissitudes of life, there are also various happy times.

Life is always rich and colorful, and it will not be smooth sailing.

If life is too smooth, it may not be a good thing.

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time flies.

Three days later.

In the central temple of the deserted ancient sanctuary.

Hundreds of warriors gathered in the magnificent and gorgeous temple.

But Fang Hao was not the first time in this temple.

In the seat above the temple, there was a man who looked like forty years old.

"Meet the Holy Lord!"

After the beautiful woman and the others came to the temple, they immediately arched their hands to Fang Tian, ​​and then moved to the side of the temple.

And Fang Hao walked towards the top of the temple step by step.

Under the steps less than three feet away from Fang Tian, ​​Fang Hao also saluted Fang Tian.

"father!"

Fang Hao immediately arched his hands.

In the temple, the expressions of the warriors were very serious, and their eyes fell on Fang Hao.

This atmosphere seemed to be interrogating the prisoner.

To be honest, Fang Hao didn't like this atmosphere, but as the most majestic place in the Wild Ancient Sanctuary, it would be even more inappropriate if it was too cozy.

The so-called irregularity is not a circle, it is exactly this truth.

Upon seeing this, Fang Tian waved his hand gently, motioning Fang Hao to stand aside.

at this time.

An old man who seemed to be over seventy years old stood up from the side of the temple, and then arched his hands:

"Report to the Holy Lord that the forces of the Three Gongs in the three major riots have become rebellious. The old man believes that it is time to send out the forces and suppress them in an all-round way."