Chapter 12 The Legend of Zongmen
"Otherwise, what?" Fang Yi said coldly.
If he didn't know this, he might be able to let the other party go, but now it is absolutely impossible.
If he was caught by the other party and found his head, Qi Yunfei would definitely not let him go. It would be too late to regret it at that time. As for coming to apologize, Fang Yi never thought that it would be impossible for him to hand over the silver-scale soft armor so strong.
Thinking of this, Fang Yi's eyes showed a strong murderous intent.
"You..., what do you want to do?" Shang Xingwen obviously felt something was wrong and looked frightened.
"Sorry, in order to eliminate future troubles, I have to feel wronged you. If you want to blame me, blame yourself for following me!"
After Fang Yi said that, he gently stroked the long sword in his hand.
brush!
A bloodline appeared immediately in Shang Xingwen's throat.
After throwing the body down a cliff not far away, Fang Yi quickly left the scene.
Compared to Fang Wuxin, the pressure Qi Yunfei put on him was like a mountain, making him dare not be careless at all.
The opponent's strength is far from what he can compete with now.
It seems that you have to be extra careful in the future, and the silver-scale soft armor must not be known to outsiders.
When he returned to his residence, Fang Yi breathed a sigh of relief and immediately checked the storage ring. He had just collected some things from Shang Xingwen, but he didn't pay attention to what it was in a panic.
"So many golden tickets!"
Fang Yi was slightly stunned and then ecstatic.
It turned out that a small cloth bag found from Shang Xingwen was full of gold tickets.
Fang Yi roughly calculated that it was as large as 50,000 taels. Such a large amount of gold tickets was enough to match the income of the entire Fang family for a month.
It's really time to operate.
I was worried that I had no money to buy materials for refining weapons. Now, everything was solved and I only waited for three days to be auctioned.
In addition to the gold ticket, there are two bottles of Qi Gathering Pills and a jade token.
The jade plaque is rectangular and crystal clear. On one side, it seems to be a landscape painting, but on the other side, there are several ancient fonts, but Fang Yi does not recognize any of them.
After studying for a long time, he couldn't see any reason. At that moment, he had to give up and throw the jade token back into the storage ring.
After pouring out two Qi Gathering Pills, Fang Yi began to practice.
At the same time, Qi Yunfei also returned to his residence in a daze.
He returned in vain in this trip, with a deep background in Duobao Pavilion and extremely confidential about customers' information, and his friends had no choice.
Now, he can only hope that Shang Xingwen can find something, although this may be extremely small.
Time passes slowly.
However, Shang Xingwen never came back, which made Qi Yunfei feel uneasy.
This uneasiness becomes darker and thicker as the sky gets darker.
"Did Shang Xingwen encounter something unexpected?"
Qi Yunfei could no longer sit still and snatched the door and walked out.
As night fell, Fang Yi closed his eyes and practiced like an old monk entering into meditation.
The fat man ran in from outside the door excitedly. Before the person arrived, the voice came first.
"Fang Yi, good news! Good news!"
Fang Yi was slightly stunned, then opened his eyes, looked at the fat man with a little curiosity, and asked with a smile: "What's so happy?"
The fat man gasped and relaxed slightly, then said: "Jiang Sect just issued a notice and conducted a cultivation test in five days. I heard that the reward for this test is very generous."
The fat man licked his lips, his eyes glowing golden.
Fang Yi felt speechless and cursed: "Fatty, are you so stupid by Xu Shaojie? No matter how generous the reward is, what does it have to do with us? Do you think we can get a reward based on our cultivation?"
There are three thousand outer disciples, and there are countless powerful people. Not only Fang Yi’s cultivation level of the fourth level of Linghai, but it is not much better.
As for the fat man, he is still at the first level of the Spirit Sea at this moment. Although he is about to break through to the second level after practicing according to Fang Yi's guidance, how can such strength be at the edge of the reward?
"I definitely have no hope, but you have a good chance."
Out of Fang Yi's expectations, the fat man chuckled and said as if it was right.
"This test is different. It is not that those with high cultivation can get rewards, but that they test the speed of cultivation. From the last test to this time, whoever has the fastest cultivation progress will get rewards."
"Oh!" Fang Yi was slightly surprised. He used to test his cultivation directly, and once every six months, why did it suddenly change and the time was shortened by half.
"I remember when you tested three months ago, you just broke through the Spirit Sea realm. Now it is already at the fourth level of the Spirit Sea. With such a cultivation speed, it is very likely to get a reward." The fat man said enviously.
"If the last test was a month ago, it is probably possible that you will get the first place."
The fat man felt a little regretful. He knew that Fang Yi's cultivation level had improved completely this month, and there was no progress in the first two months. This was equivalent to Fang Yi's monthly progress being more than others' three months, and he suffered a lot of losses.
Fang Yi himself didn't care, and he couldn't be interested in this kind of test.
If he hadn't been able to escape, he wouldn't even bother to participate.
"Haha, fat man, you look down on me so much. There are countless geniuses among the outer disciples." Fang Yi smiled slightly, and then he added another sentence.
"Then you won't be able to practice quickly! Try to break through to the second level of the Spirit Sea in five days."
"Yes, I must break through the second level of the Spirit Sea and not let others underestimate it." The fat man nodded heavily.
Then the two of them started practicing.
At this moment, outside the huge palace in the clouds, the majestic old man was looking at the starry sky with deep eyes.
Behind him, the young man in blue was reporting with a slight bow.
"Old ancestor, I have already sent the order and will be tested in five days. But can I really find someone who has understood the twelve levels of tide techniques?"
The young man in blue looked puzzled.
"I don't know, let's try it out. Since that person has mastered the twelve levels of the tide technique, his cultivation speed should not be slow." The old man said lightly.
"Old ancestor, maybe we only need to check among the disciples who have comprehended the eighty or ninety levels of the Tide Art. How can those disciples who have very little cultivation in the Tide Art understand the Tide Art?" said the young man in blue in confusion.
The old man slowly withdrew his gaze, glanced at the young man in blue, and asked with a faint smile: "Has anyone in the sect understood the eleventh level of tide technique?"
The young man in blue was slightly stunned. Although he was puzzled why he asked this question, he still replied truthfully: "No."
"Since you can skip the eleventh level and directly comprehend the twelveth level Tide Art, who can guarantee that you can't skip more? You can even jump from the first level to the twelveth level?"
"This?" Lan Yi Qingyi looked unbelievable.
However, when he heard this, he vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a disciple of the First Level of the Spirit Sea in the inheritance room.
However, he still didn't think that with such strength, he could comprehend the twelve levels of the Tides.
"Old ancestor, what kind of place is Taixuan Palace? Can you really open Taixuan Palace by comprehension of the twelve levels of tide techniques?"
The old man shook his head, "It should be. Taixuan Palace and the twelve levels of tide art are both legends of the sect. Since the twelve levels of tide art are real, then Taixuan Palace must be real."
Chapter completed!