Chapter 408; Snow Country, Evil King Pavilion [5,000 words]

Author: My demon chooses Li Bai

Chapter 408; Snow Country, Evil King Pavilion [5,000 words]

Daxuan, Kyoto, the Imperial Palace, Jijia Cave and Heavenly Paradise.

Fang Ping, who was still the guest elder of the Ji family in name, stayed here for a few days and left after finding it uninteresting.

All the way out of Daxuan, I unknowingly arrived at the "Snow Country" among the thirty-three kingdoms of the human race.

The territory of this country is extremely vast, several times larger than Daxuan. However, the land is vast and sparsely populated, and half of the territory is still in extremely cold weather. The sky is covered with heavy snow for many years, and dripping water turns into ice.

On this day, in the northern part of the Snow Country, a man and a woman stood on a golden chariot and landed across the sky and the earth shrouded in ice and snow. Looking up, the sky and the earth were completely white, and the river in the distance was frozen.

, a series of ups and downs, endless mountains, steep peaks are also covered with white snow.

The cold wind that blew was like a long knife cutting into the human body and bones. Ordinary people simply could not survive in such an extremely harsh environment.

Fang Ping was wearing a gold-threaded black robe, which was a little thin, but he didn't feel any coldness to the bones. The golden blood flowing in his body made his body feel like a blazing furnace.

Nestled in his arms, the female sect leader's slender and soft waist was also held in his strong and strong arms. Her hair was in a high bun, her face was beautiful, her manners were dignified, and her delicate face that could be broken by a blow became more delicate and moving under the decoration of this ice and snow world.

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“It’s a nice place, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world.”

Fang Ping smiled.

"I'm afraid not." The female sect leader pointed to the distance.

Amid heavy snowfall and hurricanes, a city stood on the top of a mountain.

The city is not big, but it has a population of hundreds of thousands. It is bustling and isolated from the world. When ice and snow fall into the streets, they will dissolve into water in an instant. The scene on the streets is prosperous and not bleak. The people in the city coming and going are like the world.

People have lived here for generations, and there is only one road to go down the mountain, which is steep, rugged, and covered with ice.

"Let's go over and have a look." Fang Ping rolled up his sleeves on a whim, put away the golden chariot, and rode the wind and fog with Tantai Qingluo into the depths of the city.

It caught the attention of some people along the way.

In a small courtyard deep in the city, Dongfang Ye, who was thinking about countermeasures to face the upcoming troubles, felt something in his heart, stood up as if facing a formidable enemy, and blurted out: "You are coming so quickly?

"

He quickly rushed to the front of the two strange auras, and saw a man and a woman, who seemed to be a couple. The man was in his early twenties, tall and majestic, with a fierce and stern look, and a pair of deep and bright eyes that could tear people's souls apart.

The woman is two or three years older in appearance, more mature, and has a noble and elegant temperament.

"Flat down below."

"This is my wife. The two of us traveled through the thirty-three kingdoms of the human race and passed by this place. We saw this city hanging high on the mountain and isolated from the world, so we wanted to come in and have a look."

Fang Ping was keenly aware that the man was wary and defensive about his arrival, so he explained with a smile.

"I see, I misunderstood." Dongfang Ye breathed a sigh of relief and cupped his hands and said: "I am the city lord Dongfang Ye. I am the city lord of Dongfang City. Two distinguished guests have come from afar. I, the city lord, should welcome you as distinguished guests. Please come with me.

I come."

He couldn't tell which stage of magical martial saints this couple belonged to, but he was just a quasi-magical martial saint who had condensed a small magical seed, and he didn't dare to slack off in the etiquette.

After leading the two of them back to the palace in the city, Dongfang Ye ordered a banquet and solemnly entertained Fang Ping and Tantai Qingluo.

This Dongfang City was built thousands of years ago by a magical ancestor of the Dongfang family who came here. Since then, the Dongfang family has been in charge of this place from generation to generation. Dongfang Ye is the fifth generation city lord and has the power of life and death in the city.

After drinking for three rounds, Dongfangye tentatively inquired about Fang Ping's origins, but secretly thought with no trace on his face: "That Evil King Pavilion is so aggressive and overwhelming.

These two people came to the city at this time. Maybe they were sent by God to help me. Let’s see what this person says. If he (she) and his wife really pass through this place, I will promise some benefits and invite them to stay.

Come down and help me."

Fang Ping, who didn't know what Dongfang Zhizhong was thinking, but also noticed that the other party seemed to have an overtone, turned the jade wine cup in his hand slowly and replied: "Fang comes from where he came from."

After saying this, he stood up and said, "Thank you very much, Lord Dongfang City, for your warm hospitality. We, the couple, will not bother you anymore."

Seeing that Fang Ping was about to leave, Dongfangye struggled for a moment and shouted: "Brother Fang, please stay."

He stepped forward and rushed to Fang Ping, bowed and bowed.

"City Lord, why is this? Fang can't stand this great gift from you." Fang Ping's magical power seeds turned around in his body, and a magical force supported Dongfang Ye, making him unable to bow no matter how hard he tried.

Dongfang Ye was secretly surprised, and firmly determined to recruit Fang Ping as a helper, saying: "Brother Fang doesn't know something. Not long ago, a group of magical martial saints came to this snow country. They were all wearing black robes, and their methods were ruthless.

They all have magical powers and martial arts, and they run rampant in the country of snow, oppressing all parties. Not long ago, those people came to Dongfang City and forced the city lord to join them..."

In this Eastern City, he can be admired by others and be superior to everyone. If he were suddenly asked to surrender and worship, no one would agree. This is not the key point. The key point is that he said that he would think about it after a period of time.

A man in black robes kidnapped his wife and daughter, and said they would return them to him when he figured it out.

"What do you mean by the city lord, that you want Fang to stand up for you?"

Fang Ping chuckled. With his current level of cultivation, he dared to challenge ordinary martial arts giants. How could a few magical martial saints be of any use? "But why should I help the city lord? We are strangers and met by chance. Although you, the city lord,

I have given Fang a warm reception, but the price for Fang to offend several magical martial saints is too high."

Dongfang Yeshen thought that this was a sign that all the people in the world were interested in benefiting, so he replied: "I won't let Brother Fang's action go in vain."

"Tell me about it." Fang Ping didn't think the other party could come up with something that would impress him.

As expected, Dongfang Ye actually wanted to use a volume of martial arts mystical skills, or an incomplete volume of martial arts mystical skills, plus a high-grade spiritual elixir to win over Fang Ping.

After hearing this, Fang Ping took a deep breath and said, "Are you going to use this to test Fang?"

Being underestimated.

"Isn't one roll of martial arts and one high-grade spiritual elixir enough?" Dongfang Ye felt that the price he offered was not low: "Then... I, the city lord, will add one high-grade spiritual elixir and ten middle-grade spiritual elixirs."

Dan is fine."

Fang Ping;???

Looking at that carnivorous expression, it makes someone on the other side seem greedy.

But the reality is definitely not like this.

"Dongfang City Lord, do you know the origins of that group of people?"

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Fang Ping asked casually.

"These people claim to be the Martial Saints of the Evil King Pavilion, and they follow the decree of the Lord of the Evil King Pavilion to recruit talents in the thirty-three countries of the human race. If I agree to those people and join the Evil King Pavilion, I will be planted.

After planting the curse seal, there will be no freedom at all from now on." Dongfang Ye replied with a sigh, which was also one of the main reasons why he refused to surrender.

No one wants to put his or her life in the hands of others.

"Evil King Pavilion..." Fang Ping recalled the top inheritances he knew in the four seas of Kyushu. He did not find any useful information and had never heard of it. However, after the arrival of this golden age, the temple demons were windy and the water was deep.

There are many bastards, all kinds of monsters and monsters have jumped out, and an evil king's pavilion has appeared. It is not surprising: "The experience of the city lord is pitiful."

Dongfangye:???

"Brother Fang, if you think it's too little, why don't you take whatever I have accumulated in the Dongfang family's treasure house?"

Regarding his own life and the safety of his wife and daughter, Dongfang Ye risked his life and said with red eyes.

"There is something at the foot of this mountain." Tantai Qingluo, who had not said a word or expressed her opinion since arriving in the city, said in vain.

After receiving the reminder, Fang Ping saw a small figure of Yuan Shen rising up in the sea of ​​consciousness, and his consciousness left his body, penetrating through the mountain like a shuttle.

A source vein several hundred feet long came into view.

This was not the first time that Fang Ping saw source veins. The source vein in the Jijia Cave Heaven Paradise helped him condense the seeds of immortal golden body and magical powers. This source vein was several hundred feet long and was not as large as the Ji Family Cave Heaven Paradise.

The one inside, but the source energy within it has not been exhausted, unlike the source veins in the Jijia Cave Heaven Paradise, which have been exhausted by more than half.

"If I absorb the source energy from this source vein, my physical body should be nourished a lot."

Withdrawing his spiritual consciousness, Fang Ping didn't mince words, and said to Dongfang Ye, who was begging for help from him, "If I take action, will the Lord of Dongfang City be willing to give him anything?"

"Yes, as long as Brother Fang takes action, this city lord can give you anything."

"Well, I want the source vein at the foot of this mountain." Fang Ping pointed to his feet and said word by word.

Dongfang Ye was stunned for a moment, and his expression was shocked: "Brother Fang...how...know that there is a source vein at the foot of the mountain?"

The source vein was hidden deep under the mountain peak. This was the top of the mountain. It was thousands of feet away. Little did he know that Fang Ping had condensed his Yuan Shen, and his divine consciousness enveloped the area. It was so terrifying that even ordinary giants of the Martial God could not match it.

Naturally, thanks to the reminder from the female sect leader.

To be more precise, it was the martial arts emperor within the female sect who told the female sect leader, who told Fang Ping that a martial arts emperor, even with only a trace of his soul remaining in the bodies of others, still has great power that is different from ordinary people.

"What? Dongfang City Lord is reluctant to give up?"

"It's not that I don't want to give up, but..." Dongfang Ye struggled in his heart. His ancestor of the Dongfang family's magical power built the city here because he discovered the source vein at the foot of the mountain. The source energy generated in the source vein matches the origin of the human body. He can

Condensing the seeds of supernatural power relies on the source vein. He feels sad to hand over such a foundation passed down from generation to generation.

"It doesn't matter if Lord Dongfang City doesn't want to."

"Forget it, if I become the slave and puppet of the Evil King Pavilion, can I still enjoy this source of blood?"

After seeing this clearly, Dongfang Ye no longer hesitated and agreed to hand over the source vein to Fang Ping.

"Okay, the city lord can notify the people from the Evil King's Pavilion to come, and then let Fang Ping handle everything."
To be continued...