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Chapter 939 Youxuan(2/2)

As for the so-called ‘Thousand Souls Fragrance’?

After the soul-searching Zuo envoy found the relevant secret technique and the method to crack it, he immediately dispelled it, and Fang Xi fed the opponent's Nascent Soul to the Ancestral Demonic Tree.

Overall, the hands and tail are very clean.

However, the Zuo envoy had many secrets in his heart, which made Fang Xi very interested.

'The leader of the Black Mystic Sect is actually a 'Ghost Immortal'! If a ghost cultivator wants to become an immortal, the Mahayana Immortal Thunder Tribulation is extremely difficult, and those who can achieve it are all heroes of the generation...'

Fang Xi secretly estimated the possibility that Fengyuanzhai would give up on herself if the matter was revealed.

'As a powerful force, you won't give up on your important position after being threatened by a ghost fairy...'

'In addition, this place is Lingshan, so the ghosts and immortals have to give some face to the great monks... As long as I don't leave Lingshan, it won't be a big problem.'

'Of course, I will not put myself in a position where I need to be weighed.'

If this matter is exposed, the leader of Heixuan wants to take revenge.

Fang Xi would definitely run away immediately, including Fengyuanzhai!

Even a single hair of your own is much more valuable than the entire force combined.



Six Zen Tower.

In the box.

"The Supreme Elder...I have already said that my friendship with that senior is shallow, we are just neighbors..."

Shi Yushu looked at Qi Jian with a wry smile on his face.

"well……"

The lines on Qi Jian's face were wrinkled together, and he squatted on the Taishi chair to smoke a pipe.

After a long time, he puffed out a cloud of smoke: "It's difficult for our Sanyuan Sect to gain a foothold... It's even more uneasy outside recently. The Black Mystic Sect destroyed Mingyue Palace, and there are wars and dead people everywhere..."

"What does this have to do with us?" Shi Yushu looked puzzled.

"Our Sanyuan Sect is right behind Mingyue Palace. Do you think it matters? If there was a Mahayana in the sect, why would I have to grovel to those women back then?"

Qi Yun jumped off the seat and put the pipe pot on his waist: "That's all... Sometimes I really want to dissolve the sect directly to avoid being so upset..."

He walked out of the box with his hands behind his back, as if worried.

Shi Yushu was also a little confused.

Fighting is prohibited in Lingshan, but the small forces outside Lingshan are full of fighting skills, and they rise and fall every hundred years.

Could it be that this small sect that I joined is about to end again?
Chapter completed!
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