The Strongest Qi Refiner

Fang Yu frowned.

There was no sensation in his body, but the gas that the red dust fruit turned into with the naked eye entered the body.

Fang Yu immediately looked inside his body and searched every position in his body, but found nothing unusual.

The gas that the red dust fruit turned into seemed to disappear like this.

"How is it possible?" Fang Yu frowned and searched inside again.

Meridians, souls, flesh and blood, and even blood vessels...no abnormalities were found.

This is a very strange thing.

Fang Yu thought for a while, turned his head, and looked at the place where the little boy had set up the stall.

But from this glance, he didn't see the little boy.

In the original stall, a middle-aged woman was sitting, and some wooden trinkets were sold at the stall.

This woman came after the boy left, or...

Fang Yu moved his eyes slightly and stepped forward.

"Handsome guy, what did you fancy? I must be cheaper than other stalls here." The woman saw Fang Yu and said with a smile.

"Have you always set up a stall here?" Fang Yu asked.

The woman froze for a moment, then nodded and said, "I have been at this booth for the past half month."

"What I am asking is today, have you been at this booth all the time? Have you never left?" Fang Yu asked again.

The woman felt that Fang Yu’s question was strange and she was puzzled, but she still replied: "I set up a stall here at 9 o'clock this morning, and I have never left during that time. Did any regular customer introduce you to it? If so, I I can give you another discount."

Fang Yu frowned and stared at the woman, but found no problem.

The woman felt that Fang Yu was wrong, and she thought she had encountered some pervert or madman, and her expression was a little frightened.

But at this time, Fang Yu turned and left.

...

Hong Chen Guo...that boy...

Is the series of things that happened before just illusions?

In this world, is there an illusion that Fang Yu can't see through?

Maybe there is... But what is the purpose of the other party doing this?

The only clue that can be traced is the so-called red dust fruit.

However, after the red dust fruit turned into gas and penetrated into Fang Yu's body, it was no longer found.

what is the problem?

Fang Yu rarely encounters such confusing situations.

But right now, he is really confused.

He didn't know if what happened just now was some kind of illusion, he didn't know who used the illusion, or what the purpose was.

Even the red dust fruit that turned into gas and penetrated into the body was nowhere to be found.

"If it is illusion, when did I enter the illusion?"

Fang Yu frowned, walking forward slowly while thinking.

...

In the morning of the next day, a news spread quickly throughout the northern capital martial arts world.

The chief of the four major groups, the fifth sage leader Huaixu, officially ended the retreat and returned to his position!

For the northern capital martial arts world, this is undoubtedly a breaking news.

Huaixu's status is quite high, and his influence is not limited to the Martial Arts Association.

Not only because he ranked fifth on the holy list, but also because of his qualifications.

It can be said that Huaixu is a person who witnessed the growth of the northern martial arts world, and even one of the founders of the northern martial arts world.

Even if the leaders of the eight great families and the top sects see Huaixu, they have to descend from their seniority and give them enough respect.

Therefore, as soon as the news of Huaixu's exit was spread, it immediately caused a sensation.

Many people speculated that Huaixu's return to the stage was related to the semi-spirit events that broke out in the past few days.

...

At the time when the northern capital's martial arts boundary was turbulent, the mountainous area on the outskirts of Wen'an City in the central region.

With a document in her hand, Xiumei flew all the way towards the interior of the mountain.

In a valley, she saw a familiar figure.

Jiang Dao was floating in the air in a meditation posture, surrounded by gray chaotic air.

Xiumei stopped fifty meters away from Jiangdao, silently waiting for Jiangdao's cultivation to be completed.

But she didn't wait long before Jiang Dao opened his eyes.

"bass!"

A frightening light radiated from Jiangdao's eyes.

Although there was no direct contact, Xiumei still felt a tremor in her heart.

Ever since the Chaos Orb was merged, Jiang Dao's aura became stronger day by day.

From Xiumei's point of view, the momentum contained in Jiangdao's every move is no less inferior to that of the Supreme Elder back then.

"Xiumei, are you looking for something to do with me?" Jiang Dao looked at Xiumei and asked.

Embroidered plum was a rousing spirit. He recovered and replied: "Big brother, I just received a notice from the Wen'an Budo Association. They said that the application has been passed. We only need to submit a copy of the information to rebuild at the official level. Purple Flame Palace..."

"Notice from the Budo Association? Where are Shenmu and Heijue?" Eshima asked.

"They haven't come back yet, Brother Zhenyun is contacting them." Xiumei said.

Jiang Dao frowned and stretched out a hand towards Xiumei.

The documents in Xiumei's hands immediately flew towards Jiangdao.

"This document is the license certificate of Senior Brother Shen Mu and Senior Brother Hei Jue... The two of them are probably also impatient, so let someone else send the license back first..." Xiu Mei said.

A few seconds later, this document flew into Jiang Dao's hands.

Jiang Dao took it in front of him, smelled it, and his face immediately became gloomy.

There is a **** smell on this document.

Black Zee and Driftwood...

Jiang Dao immediately closed his eyes and used his soul inspiration to contact Heijue and Shenmu, but he did not get any feedback.

When Jiang Dao opened his eyes again, there was already a strong killing intent in his eyes.

"What's the matter? Big brother..." Xiumei immediately asked when Jiang Dao's face was so gloomy.

"Brother!"

At this time, a figure flew quickly from behind, with a rapid voice.

Soon, Zhenyun came to Jiang Dao's body.

"Brother, Shen Mu and Hei Jue..." Zhen Yun said with flushed eyes and pale face.

"I already know." Jiang Dao's face was extremely cold, and the chaotic energy surrounding his body suddenly increased, and his circling speed became faster and faster.

"Who killed them! Who was it!" Zhen Yun quivered.

At this time, Xiumei wakes up behind her, and the blood on her face disappears with naked eyes.

Senior Brother Shen Mu and Senior Brother Hei Jue, dead?

They just went to Beijing to submit an application, how could they die? Who will kill them! ?

Xiumei's eyes were red, and she looked at Jiangdao ahead.

"Brother, I will take the other juniors and go to Beidu together now! I must find out who killed Shen Mu and Hei Jue!" Zhen Yun's forehead burst into blue veins, and said cruelly.

"I don't agree." Jiang Dao glanced at Zhenyun and said coldly, "No matter who kills Shen Mu and Hei Jue, his strength will not be lower than you. Go to Beidu again~www.mtlnovel .com~ can't avenge them either."

"Don't just forget it!?" Zhen Yun asked rhetorically.

"No, of course not." Jiang Dao's eyes were full of killing intent, and he said coldly, "The reason Shen Mu and Hei Jue went to the Northern Capital is to rebuild the Purple Flame Palace! Now, we must complete this first. Thing! After that, I will go to Beidu myself. I will use my method to find the murderer and make him pay a heavy price."

Zhenyun panted, looking at Jiang Dao, no longer speaking.

And Xiumei behind him couldn't help crying.

Senior Brother Hei Jue, Senior Brother Shen Mu, they survived the catastrophe of the year, but they failed to witness the rebuilding of Ziyan Palace...

And they just died on the way to rebuild Ziyan Palace...

This kind of ending is undoubtedly the most difficult for them to accept.

...

Fang Yu returned home and went to the second floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, flipping through the books alone.

He wanted to see if something like Hong Chen Guo was recorded in these books.

But after spending most of the night, Fang Yu didn't read any book about Hong Chen Guo.

After thinking about it, Fang Yu returned to the first floor.

The books placed here are mostly legends and myths.

In these books, will there be any records of Hong Chen Guo?

In the middle of the night, Fang Yu plunged into the book again, unable to extricate himself.

Until the morning sun rose the next day, Fang Yu's books were piled up like a hill, but he still couldn't find the information he wanted.

"Master, what are you looking for?" Xiao Feng Chime appeared beside Fang Yu, tilted his head and asked, "You have been looking for it all night, haven't you found it? Why don't you ask me for help?"

"Ask you for help? What can you help me?" Fang Yu frowned and said.