Great Lord of Calamity’s Reincarnation Chapter 59: Revenge

　　 three days later.

　　Under the nourishment of magic power, all injuries of Fang Xian were recovered, and he walked out of the cave.

　　The mountains are rolling, the mountains are green, and the spirit is full of energy.

　　 This world is incomparably vast. The world of mankind only occupies a small part of the continent. The rest are mostly high mountains, wilderness and extinct areas, and the North Sea is hidden. Countless rare and exotic beasts, purple house exotic species, cultivation big school, fairy palace demon cave, ancient times inheritance.

　　Although it is close to the earth's boundary, there are many mountain spirits and monsters among the mountains.

　　 He spent a few days in the sun, found a cold lake, operated magic power, and caught a few old turtles from it.

　　 "Oh... When someone else shot, the fairy air fluttered, the five-colored auspicious cloud was with me. At first glance, it was Profound Gate Righteous Sect. My producing's magic power is not only confusing, but also windy, gray and black, it is not a good way to look at it. Count..."

　　Fang Xian sighed and looked at the caught prey.

　　 These old turtles are not immortal species, but they live a little longer, and they are only the size of a washbasin, with some natural gossip patterns on their backs.

　　 He chose one, opened his stomach, unloaded eight pieces, burned the shell of the turtle, grabbed the turtle's blood internal organs, and began to be the culprit of divination and revenge.

　　 After a while, the hexagram image appeared, it was ‘Daji’!

　　Fang Xian nodded and shook his head again:

　　 ‘Other people’s calculus deduction, either pinch a finger to calculate, the wit is perfect, or it is equipped with copper money yarrow and sells the immortal wind bones, but my hexagram is full of blood, pit! ’

　　 However, the origin of this genius is extraordinary. It is not the plum blossom arithmetic that anyone in the cultivation world can learn. Lian Shanyi is comparable. Fang Xian is very confident in it.

　　At the moment, he packed it up, cut the Fulu flying sword, hid it in his arms, performed light work, and came to the nearest ‘Guangyuan City’.

　　 It’s not that he doesn’t want to fly, but that magic power in his body is shallow and he can’t fly if he wants to fly.

　　 As for flying the magic weapon? Haha... That was pure thought, and I didn't even have Daoist Wanderer myself.

　　The two masters and apprentices swayed the world, that is, Daoist Wanderer had a "five ghost streamers" in his hand.

At the gate of the city, a group of people are watching Huang Bang.

　　Fang Xian moved his heart and moved in.

　　 "Recently, there were monsters in the city, who used five ghosts to steal property. Fortunately, they were cut off by a passing senior..."

　　 a green shirt reader snorted.

　　The words of the demon, the five ghosts, etc. came into my ears, and the Fang Xian was like a meal, knowing that the cheap master was afraid that it was true.

　　 He looked at the list, and found that it was almost the same, his expression was well, and he entered the city.

　　 "Master is also a Overflowing Method, can kill him, the enemy's strength may not be high, I can deal with... so got a good fortune?"

　　Fang Xian came to a restaurant, won some money, picked a secluded place to sit, and thought to himself: "Or... That cultivation man has already left, the rest of the ordinary Jianghu heroic traveller, of course not me Opponent. I remember the swordsman’s face. Just ask a little or two to get a clue."

　　cultivation people gather the spirit of heaven and earth and gather the essence of the sun and the moon. Unless they reach the stage of red dust refining their hearts or have important things in their bodies, they rarely stay in the world for a long time.

　　 is also a coincidence.

The alcoholic in the building happened to be talking about this.

　　 "The Yin family is a local tycoon, with ten thousand acres of land, servants like a forest, maid like a jade, and countless gold and silver in the house, otherwise how will attract the demon?"

　　An alcoholic blushed.

　　 "It is said that the demon can perform the method of carrying the five ghosts, and there is the technique of piercing the wall. If I can get this method, wouldn’t it be gold and silver?"

　　 "Wow! Bad intentions!"

　　 "Haha, drink and drink!"

　　 The table seems to be a martial arts circle person, and one person said: "In the Yin House, the second son of Yin, Yin Qiuxian, is also extraordinary, but he is a famous player in our six counties. What about a little demon..."

　　Fang Xian touched his face and felt that he had already found his target.

　　He did not say much. He paid directly to go out and went to Buzhuang to buy a few sets of ready-made clothes. He changed some eye-catching robes and inquired about Yin Fu's position, waiting at the door.

　　 In the evening, I heard horseshoes again and again.

　　 A horse with black hair all over the body, only four hoofs and white horses come flying by. This is the famous horse of ‘Treading the Clouds’.

　　 A young son immediately, with dashing eyebrows star eyes, a face like a ruddy jade, and a long sword at his waist.

　　 Especially the face, it is quite deep in the original memory.

　　 ‘Okay! This is not the wrong person. ’

　　Fang Xian pressed the bucket and walked away slowly.

　　……

　　 night.

　　 A shadow sneaked over the high walls of Yin Mansion and entered the back house.

　　Fang Xian used to be the martial arts circle supreme, after all, he used the magic power to carry out his work, and he walked on the snow without traces, coming and going.

　　 found a shadowy place and took down a servant. I knew immediately that the second son was still practicing his sword in the back garden!

　　Fang Xian stunned the boy and came to the back garden according to instructions.

　　 hiding in the dark, I suddenly saw a man dancing at the center of the garden under the moon, like a wind willow and a sword like duckweed, which obviously got the best teaching.

　　 placed in the previous life, can be called a guru!

　　 "Ah..."

　　After a set of swordsmanship and dancing, Yin Qiuxian sighed quietly: "My heart is long, where do you seek fairy? Xiandao, Xiandao..."

　　 Suddenly, he glanced at the corner of his eye, and saw a yellow light flying thorn!

　　—— Fulu flying sword!

　　 After all, he was Martial Way expert. With a sip, the long sword picked up blossoming sword flowers and protected him.

　　 The yellow light turned around in mid-air, like a spirit snake, and like a peerless swordsman. He saw the flaws of his sword skills directly and pierced with a sword.

　　 ‘I’m dead! ’

　　Yin Qiu Xian heart sighed~IndoMTL.com~ but found that flying sword did not come to cut his first level, but shot a sword gas, directly abolished his Dantian.

　　 "Ah..."

Under the pain, the second son of Yin House passed out.

　　Fang Xian only then Shi Shiran appeared, carrying this Yinqixian, as if carrying a child, regardless of the noise behind him, disappeared in a blink of an eye.

　　……

　　Snap!

　　 A pot of cold water was poured on his head. Yin Qiuxian suddenly woke up and looked at Fang Xian. Suddenly, his body shook: "It's you! Are you dead?"

　　 "Disappointed?"

　　Fang Xian fiddled with the fire.

　　He has been out of the city and captured this person alive. Naturally, there are some things that need to be forced to ask: "My Master is dead? Who is the one who started?"

　　 Yin Qiuxian suddenly felt a little chill.

　　 This man is a little too lightly written between his words, unlike the way Master died.

　　 "Sure enough, it is a evil door demon, with a cold heart, I yuck!"

　　 has a strong temper, and he scolded directly.

　　 "Idiot!"

　　Fang Xian won’t get used to this baby and directly crushed all the bones in his right hand: "You still have a lot of bones in your body, do you want to try it?"

　　 didn't think that Yin Qiuxian's character was really hard, but he said nothing.

　　Fang Xian thought for a while, and played with magic power, in conjunction with some of the psychic spells learned in the previous life martial arts circle, and asked again.

　　 "I was killed by a passing senior who claimed to be the Luoyang School of Baiyang Master, and left that night..." Yin Qiuxian answered with a confused face.

　　 "Luoshan School... Master Baiyang?"

　　 Fang Xian nodded, it is necessary to take this sword of Yin Qiuxian into account, and suddenly, my heart moved: "This person has a strong character, it seems that there is such a blessing in his body..."

　　 Anyway, the old turtle is still superfluous, it is better to count it.