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    After dealing with these, Fang Ling turned his attention to Yin Qingjun. At this moment, Yin Qingjun also had a hint of anxiety in his words: "Zhenjun, I"

    "I believe you, you don't have to worry about it!" Fang Ling waved his hand to break the forbidden talisman issued by Zhao Jun, and then said calmly to Yin Qingjun.

    Yin Qingjun felt relieved after hearing Fang Ling's words, but then she whispered: "I am the one who caused trouble for you, Zhenjun."

    ¡°It¡¯s nothing, it¡¯s just like that sometimes. If you don¡¯t look for trouble, trouble will come to you. It¡¯s not your fault.¡±

    Fang Ling looked at Yin Qingjun and frowned slightly. Although Yin Qingjun five years ago was equally beautiful, he did not have such breathtaking beauty.

    Now, he feels that Yin Qingjun can no longer be described with just two words: beauty.

    Because there is a kind of charm shining from her body, a charm that men can't help but possess. It should even be said that it is a charm that brings disaster to the country and the people.

    "How have you been practicing in the past few years?" Fang Ling asked Yin Qingjun seemingly casually.

    Yin Qingjun replied softly: "I'm a bit stupid, thenthat skill has only reached the peak of foundation building now."

    "It's already very good. I'll give you some more elixirs so that you can cultivate them into golden elixirs in five years." As Fang Ling spoke, he secretly asked Taoist Master Xuan Mi: "You can cultivate it for her."  What kind of technique is it, and why has it changed so much? "

    "Of course it's the Heavenly Fox's magic technique. This technique is hard to find in a thousand years. How about I give you such a beautiful woman? Are you happy, kid?"

    The obsession of Xuan Ni Taoist chuckled and said: "In this world, only women who practice the magic of Sky Fox can help you resolve the Xuan Ni Tao marks pouring into your body."

    ¡°I don¡¯t know how many female monks were crazy about the magic of the Sky Fox back then, so you don¡¯t have to thank me!¡±

    Fang Ling said nothing.  But I was secretly sighing in my heart, this Tianhu magic is really not that powerful.

    It only took five years to give birth to a girl who was still young.  It has become so moving.

    While he was pondering, he sat down opposite Yin Qingjun.  Quietly asked about her cultivation situation.

    Fang Ling could speak calmly, but the Yin family suddenly exploded.  After all, there was a person hanging from the flagpole in the center of their home, and there was no way they could not see it.

    And the result of seeing this person was that Mr. Yin and others quickly gathered under the stone pillar.  When Mr. Yin started, he wanted to have Zhao Jun put down.

    But in the end he discovered that, let alone the Jindan master he was following, he was the ancestor of Nascent Soul.  Can't solve it either.

    When Zhao Jun came out, he wailed loudly towards him: "Old man, please inform my father and ask him to come and save me quickly. It's Fang Ling. Fang Ling wants to kill me. He framed me."  ah!"

    Fang Ling!

    These two words suddenly made the Yin family look ugly.  Mr. Yin could use his feet to guess what was going on.

    Originally, the Yin family wanted to fight both sides without offending each other, so it was best to let Zhao Jun encounter the problem from Yin Qingjun.  Then leave on your own.

    But he didn¡¯t expect that Fang Ling would directly hang Zhao Junchu on the stone flagpole.  What should I do? Should I really notify Zhao Junchu¡¯s family?

    Just when Mr. Yin was hesitating.  A cold voice came from the void: "Within ten days, make the stubborn stone nod, otherwise you will go with the stubborn stone."

    On a mountain three thousand miles away from the Yin family, a magnificent palace floated on the top of the mountain.

    A blazing spiritual energy, like a beam of light, sank directly into the palace from the ground. This spiritual energy not only enriched the palace's spiritual energy.  It makes the palace look like a palace of heaven and earth.

    This palace, as well as these thousands of miles of mountains.  They all belong to one person, and this person is Zhao Junchu's father, Yi Ren Patriarch.

    As a half-step almighty.  The ancestor of Yiren, Zhao Jingcheng, was always a top figure in the world, not to mention that he joined the disciples of True Lord Xiaoyao three hundred years ago and became the spokesperson of the most mysterious True Lord of the right path.

    Not to mention those ordinary monks, even the two true kings of Xuanhuo Sect were very polite to him.

    Because what he said not only represented him, but also represented the True Lord Xiaoyao. As the only subordinate of True Lord Xiaoyao, he had the ability to look down on those who were half-step powerful monks like him.

    In terms of cultivation, Zhao Jingcheng knew that he had no hope, so apart from meditating to maintain his strength, he basically spent the rest of his time enjoying himself.

    In his palace,It is said that there are clouds of beauties, and every year, there will be a steady stream of beautiful women coming from all directions to worship her.

    Now, he was taking a sip of the fairy wine while watching four female monks at the golden elixir stage dancing in colorful clothes in front of him.

    "Master, something bad has happened. Something happened to the young master!" A Jindan master in his forties walked in quickly and said.

    Zhao Jingcheng was looking at the scene comfortably at this moment, but his expression sank when a Jin Dan Master disturbed his interest.  If it weren't for the fact that Master Jin Dan was his capable subordinate, he would have been dragged down and beaten to death.

    He waved his hand towards the four female monks and said coldly: "What happened?"

    It can be said that the Jindan masters who worked under Zhao Jingcheng all understood Zhao Jingcheng's temper, and they couldn't help but feel a cold sweat for the Jindan master who reported the matter.

    If you can¡¯t give an answer, there is only one way for this Jindan master, and that is a dead end.

    The Jindan Master was not panicked at this time. He hurriedly said: "Young master was hung on a stone pillar by Wuyue Zhenjun in the Yin family. He asked the young master to persuade a stubborn stone to nod within ten days, otherwise  ¡­¡±

    "What's going to happen?" Zhao Jingcheng's eyes flashed with a trace of anger, and his words were filled with coldness.

    "The young master's soul will be destroyed." When the Jindan Master said this, he pondered for a while and said: "I heard that the young master has been crippled by the Five Sacred Lords and was hung on a stone pillar. He should not be able to support it for ten years.  sky."

    "Boom!" Zhao Jingcheng's palm hit a stone table heavily, and in an instant, the stone table turned into powder.

    He glared at the Jindan Master and said with anger in his voice: "Can you tell me again?"

    Under the pressure of Zhao Jingcheng, the body of the golden elixir master was trembling with fear, but in the end, he had to repeat: "The young master's cultivation level has been crippled, and he should not be able to last ten days. Please save the young master as soon as possible."  come out."

    Zhao Jingcheng didn¡¯t look at Master Jin Dan anymore, his expression was extremely ugly.  If he dared to destroy his son, if it were anyone else, he would kill that person immediately.

    But the words "Five Mountains True Monarch" were like a huge stone pressing on his heart, making it difficult for him to vent his anger.  After all, when it comes to cultivation, he is no match for the Five Sacred Lords.

    Without the strength, he rushed over, and the final result was probably that he would be killed in Fang Ling's hands.  Although his son is very important, Zhao Jingcheng is not willing to risk his life for his son.

    "Tell me, why did Master Wuyue hang Junchu on a stone pillar?" Zhao Jingcheng asked the Master Jindan in a deep voice while he was pondering.

    The Jindan Master was already feeling more and more uncomfortable under the pressure of Zhao Jingcheng. When he heard Zhao Jingcheng's question, he hurriedly said: "I heard that the young master had the idea of ????taking the concubine of the Five Sacred Lords!"

    "Asshole, how could my son have the idea of ??having a concubine? It's all nonsense!" Zhao Jingcheng hesitated for a moment, although there was a trace of anger on his face, he turned his palm and aimed hard at the golden elixir.  The real person fought.

    Master Jin Dan wants to escape, but where is his chance?  Before he could struggle away, a big hand about one foot in size had already been stamped hard on his body.

    The golden elixir master just had time to let out a miserable howl before his whole body turned into a piece of blood essence, and his golden elixir turned into dots of gold stars and fell into the essence blood.

    When the other Jindan masters saw the death of their companions, their faces showed signs of sadness.  It's just that they were already familiar with Zhao Jingcheng's temperament. Not only did they not dare to cry out, but they knelt down to Zhao Jingcheng and begged for mercy: "Master, please calm down."

    Zhao Jingcheng waved his hand towards these Jindan Masters and said, "You all, please step aside."

    At this moment, those Jindan Masters breathed a sigh of relief, and then left one by one as if they had received amnesty.

    After these Jindan Masters left, Zhao Jingcheng fell into deep thought. Half an hour later, Zhao Jingcheng stood up from his seat and flew towards the back mountain.

    In a hidden valley in the back mountain, Zhao Jingcheng came to a cave hidden in a stone wall.  There is no one in this cave, there is only an ancient mirror, hanging high in the cave.

    Zhao Jingcheng, who pondered for a moment, activated the magic formula and dripped two drops of blood essence from his fingers.

    The two drops of essence and blood were as crystal clear as red gems. As Zhao Jingcheng muttered words, the two drops of essence and blood finally turned into two dragon patterns and fell on the ancient mirror.

    The ancient mirror, which originally looked no different from a stone, suddenly shone brightly as the two dragon patterns fell.

    In the endless light,Palaces that are extremely bright, like palaces in the sky, appear in the ancient mirror. Although the ancient mirror is not too big, these palaces look no different from the real ones.

    Deep in the boundless palace, among the brilliant flowers and trees, a tall figure stood quietly among the flowers and trees.

    Although the palace is like clouds and the falling flowers are like rain, the moment this figure appears, everything is blocked by this figure.

    The man didn¡¯t turn his head at all, he was just a figure wearing a plain white Taoist robe. But the moment Zhao Jingcheng saw this figure, he knelt down on the ground respectfully.

    "Slave Zhao Jingcheng, pay homage to the true king!"

    "Slave," Zhao Jingcheng, as a half-step almighty, in front of this figure, his title is actually "Slave".  (To be continued)

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