The Taoist who moved the mountain put down his wine glass, looked up at Fang Xiaoyu and said, "Fellow Taoist, the sacrifice to heaven once every five years is coming soon. Fellow Taoist is afraid that he will go to see the Demon Lord Youquan at that time. I wonder if you have prepared a gift?"

Fang Xiaoyu was slightly stunned, and looked at the Taoist of Dingshan in confusion and said, "What sacrifice to the sky?"

The Taoist of Moving Mountain couldn't help but look at Fang Xiaoyu in confusion. He was obviously very surprised that Fang Xiaoyu had never even heard of sacrifice to heaven. However, even though he was surprised, the Taoist of Moving Mountain still explained to Fang Xiaoyu: "Sacrifice to heaven is a rule passed down in the past. Every sacrifice to heaven is a meeting of the gathering of thousands of demons. Haven't you heard of it?"

Fang Xiaoyu reacted and smiled and said, "I heard about it but I heard about it, but I just couldn't react for a moment. After all, I was in Emei and I really didn't think that one day I would be able to participate in the Heaven Sacrifice Conference where thousands of demons gathered."

Hearing Fang Xiaoyu say this, the Taoist who moved the mountain showed emotion on his face. He was just like Fang Xiaoyu, and even compared to Fang Xiaoyu, he had to enter the 100,000 mountains to avoid his opponent.

If possible, the Taoist who moved the mountain would definitely not want to stay in the 100,000 mountains with a group of evil demons.

So in Fang Xiaoyu's opinion, the Taoist who moved the mountain gave him a strange feeling. On the one hand, the Taoist who moved the mountain was disdainful to the demons in the 100,000 mountains, but he also had good friends with these demons. Fang Xiaoyu really didn't know what to say about the Taoist who moved the mountain.

Blood Demon Youquan, Fang Xiaoyu thought it would take a long time before he would have the chance to have interaction with Youquan, but he didn't expect that in just a few years, he would meet Youquan.

According to the Taoist of the Mountain, this time I worshipped the sky, I might be summoned by Youquan and entered Youquan's sight.

Youquan is the strongest among the 100,000 mountains. It’s not that there is no demon stronger than Youquan in the 100,000 mountains. It’s just that those people ignore the world at all, and only Youquan is keen on worldly affairs. Therefore, the leader on the 100,000 mountains is Youquan.

Fang Xiaoyu's heart moved and looked at the Taoist of Dingshan and said, "Fellow Taoist of Dingshan, have you ever heard of the devil of Youquan and the Taoist of Shushan?"

The Taoist who drove the mountain shook his head and said, "If you want to talk about hatred, which of Youquan and those strong people in the righteous path have no grudges. You must know that Youquan practiced the Blood God Immortal Sutra and slaughtered countless people. Naturally, they are the targets of those righteous people who eliminate demons and defend the way. Youquan was almost killed several times, and the hatred between the two sides became enormous."

Well, no wonder Youquan swept across the peaks of Shushan later, and the resentment between the two sides of the relationship was so deep.

Fang Xiaoyu asked this, and the Taoist who moved the mountain thought Fang Xiaoyu was worried that Youquan would be unfavorable to him because of his identity. He smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, don't worry that Youquan Demon Lord will deal with you because of your identity. You must know that like a fellow Taoist, there are at least dozens of people who defected from the right path and entered the 100,000 mountains every year. If Youquan Demon Lord seeks trouble for these people, I am afraid that no one will dare to enter the 100,000 mountains long ago."

Fang Xiaoyu was just curious about why Youquan fought with many sects in Shushan later, which made the Taoist who moved the mountain misunderstand.

However, Fang Xiaoyu didn't explain it either. Just misunderstand it. If he really asked him to explain, he would really not be able to explain it clearly.

Looking at the Taoist of Dingshan, Fang Xiaoyu said, "I heard that Youquan Demon Lord practiced the Blood God Immortal Sutra and practiced many immortal souls, and was known as immortal."

The Taoist who moved the mountain said enthusiastically: "It's not that simple. The Blood God Immortal Sutra is indeed against the will of heaven, but this magic skill is not that easy to practice. At least the demon king of Youquan has been successful. On the one hand, it is difficult for the demon master, and on the other hand, it is because people in the righteous path that destroy Youquan practice the demon master more than once, causing Youquan Demon Lord to fail several times. The resentment between the two sides has come, which can be said to be getting deeper and deeper."

He glanced at Fang Xiaoyu, and the Taoist who drove the mountain said again: "Immortality is just an exaggeration. I heard that the Demon Lord Youquan has cultivated dozens of blood god sons. Of course, a blood god son is almost equivalent to a life. It is really not easy to kill the Demon Lord Youquan."

From the words of Taoist Moving Mountain, Fang Xiaoyu knew at least a lot about the Demon Lord Youquan.

Although Fang Xiaoyu had sent military souls to collect information about Youquan Demon Lord, it was a pity that the information found by the military souls was much worse than the information that the Taoist Master of Dingshan had. After sending off the Taoist Master of Dingshan, Fang Xiaoyu lowered his head and went up the mountain along the road. While walking, a burst of giggles came.

Fang Xiaoyu subconsciously looked up, and when he saw that Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but open his eyes widened and saw at least dozens or hundreds of figures imprinted from the same mold stood in front of the mountain road, under the big trees, by the stream, and even the tops of the peach tree.

"Tingting, you... you have actually cultivated the Wanhua Clan Sutra to the third level!"

There are dozens or hundreds of incarnations, at least the ability that can only be possessed by the Wanhua Clan Sutra reaching the third level. At present, dozens of incarnations cannot be faked. If nothing unexpected happens, it can be confirmed that Lei Tingting has reached the third level first.

Lei Tingting saw Fang Xiaoyu's surprise look and smiled slightly. The deity walked out of many incarnations and said to Fang Xiaoyu: "My husband, it seems that I will take you first!"

Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but curl her lips when she heard this. When they were practicing, they had bet before to see who could successfully practice the Wanhua clone scripture first. Now Lei Tingting mentioned this point. Fang Xiaoyu said: "Isn't there a fourth level, a fifth level? Tingting, you are just one step faster than me. We are competing, but who reaches the fifth level first. The lead is just a moment. I believe I will definitely surpass you."

Working with Fang Xiaoyu to go up the mountain, Lei Tingting said: "Is there something wrong with the Taoist who moved the mountain?"

Obviously Lei Tingting must have appeared a long time ago, but she did not show up when Fang Xiaoyu talked to the Taoist Dingshan.

Fang Xiaoyu told Lei Tingting about the blood demon Youquan, and Lei Tingting couldn't help but worry: "Youquan is too strong. Hunter, why are you his opponent? If you really can't do it, Emei will kill Youquan..."

Fang Xiaoyu shook his head and said, "If this is the case, we are afraid we will really not be able to complete the system tasks and will be trapped in this world forever."

Lei Tingting said: "But in just a few hundred years, if you cannot reach the level of the top-grade fairyland, let alone kill Youquan, it will be difficult to even stop Changmei from ascending ascend."

If Changmei ascended to the sky, then Fang Xiaoyu would fail to kill Changmei. So even if Fang Xiaoyu wanted to kill Youquan according to the plot, the final result would only be to lose sight of the other. After all, the task he arranged in the thief system was to kill Changmei and Youquan.

With a glimmer of splendor in his eyes, Fang Xiaoyu said, "Isn't it still hundreds of years? I don't believe it anymore. After hundreds of years, my cultivation level can't catch up with the two of them."

However, Fang Xiaoyu himself was a little confident. He went directly to the top level of the earth immortal from the peak of the soul. This is a great leap, and hundreds of years may not be enough for Fang Xiaoyu.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Xiaoyu made a decision in his heart. In any case, at least he had to refine the Golden Crow magic needle, and it was best to cultivate the Wanhua Clan Sutra to the fourth level. In this way, even if the cultivation level cannot be comparable to the two, no matter whether it is an incarnation outside the body or the treasure in his hand, it cannot be worse, right?

Half a month later, Fang Xiaoyu sat cross-legged and was on the top of Taohualing Mountain.

At this time, the scorching sun hangs high above the nine heavens, and the scorching sun shines, bringing light and vitality to the world.

Fang Xiaoyu, who had been sitting quietly without any movement, suddenly opened her eyes, and her eyes were flashing with splendor, and she grabbed her in front of her. She saw a thousand-year-old peach wood heart fall into her hands, and a mouthful of essence and blood sprayed on the thousand-year-old peach wood heart. At the same time, Fang Xiaoyu made seals with both hands, and the speed of seals was as fast as turning into a afterimage in her sight.

As Fang Xiaoyu formed the seal, a ball of light gradually bloomed on Fang Xiaoyu's fingertips, and the ball of light became brighter and brighter, like a small sun.

Just as Fang Xiaoyu pointed out, the sun's true fire gathered at her fingertips and immediately poured into the heart of the thousand-year-old peach wood.

Suddenly, the entire thousand-year-old peach wood heart turned red, giving people the feeling that it was about to burn. At the same time, the original size of a palm and the thickness of a thumb appeared on the thousand-year-old peach wood heart.
Chapter completed!