Fang Xing was a little nervous. He knew that the magic of the Taishang Spirit Transformation Sutra could allow him to use the method of "refining essence into qi" without restrictions. The speed was amazing. If it aroused the covetousness of this white-haired young man, it would be a bad thing. After all, this white-haired guy has too high cultivation and can kill himself with just one finger. Even if he wants to fight with others, he is not qualified to fight with them.

However, unexpectedly, the white-haired young man just sighed softly and said, "The rules of choosing disciples in Qingyun Sect are still loopholes. Your strange physique has always been placed in the outer sect as a disciple of Level D qualifications, and even I only discovered it occasionally!"

"constitution?"

Fang Xingqi said: "What kind of physique do I have?"

The white-haired young man smiled slightly and said, "Don't it be strange if you can directly digest this kind of wine made of demon elixir?"

Fang Xing was slightly stunned and said indifferently: "Who should eat and drink, who cares about this?"

The white-haired young man seemed to see the flashing in his eyes, and smiled slightly and said, "I can probably guess what you are worried about, but this is unnecessary. When I fed you the healing medicine, I found that you could absorb the spiritual energy quickly. I felt a little strange. After careful investigation, I found that your physique is different from that of ordinary people, and your digestive ability is more than ten times that of ordinary people!"

He paused, gently stroked his forehead, and said, "In the past few days, I have checked some clerical information and felt that you may have the hidden bloodline of the ancient Taotie. The ancient demon Taotie clan has the ability to swallow the sky and eat the earth. Your ancestors should be the bloodline left by the combination of Taotie and humans. It has been passed to your generation. Although the bloodline has faded, it also makes you have the ability to swallow the spirit pill directly!"

The white-haired young man said it very seriously. Although it was just a guess, he did not doubt his thoughts, because he did not find out that there were other trajectories in Fang Xing's body, so he could only attribute this characteristic to Fang Xing's physique. In his cognition, only those demon barbarians who have the bloodline of the Taotie clan could be able to generate this physique.

In this matter, his profound insight became his obstacle at this time, and he ignored other possibilities.

"What do you think of this? You are born from monsters and humans, your whole family is..."

Fang Xing heard this, but he complained in his heart, thinking that this is not a swearing person?

Of course, if the white-haired young man understands this way, he will naturally not expose it.

Seeing his face slightly changed, Bai Qianzhang smiled and said, "The world despises the mixed-blood monster mantra. I understand that you can cover up this fact, but you don't have to be so self-deprecating. Monsters are also creatures, and they often have unique magical powers and are prone to some special bloodlines. Therefore, the world of cultivation is not very disgusted with monster mantras. Besides, your bloodline is easier to hide!"

"Uh...hehe, yes, no one can tell if I don't say it..."

Fang Xing admitted according to his words, smiled and picked up the gourd beside him.

After drinking a sip of spiritual wine, I felt the essence and energy in my body immediately transform into.

However, he suddenly felt that the wine in the gourd tasted a little wrong, which was very different from the spiritual wine he had made before.

The white-haired young man smiled and said, "I tasted the spiritual wine you made. The taste was so bad. So I used a new prescription to make it. Not only did it taste much better, but it should also be more effective than before. I will give it to you!"

As he said that, he gently pointed his fingers on Fang Xing's forehead. Fang Xing's sea of ​​consciousness immediately had an idea.

It turned out to be a prescription, which explains how to make spiritual wine.

Fang Xing was overjoyed and smiled and said, "Oh, thank you so much!"

The white-haired young man smiled slightly and said, "No defense, I asked you to comprehend the beheading map before, which is also dangerous. This medicine is easy to count as part of my compensation for you. Have you understood the mystery of the beheading map?"

When he said this, his always calm expression seemed a little solemn and seemed to be very concerned.

"Tell the truth or tell the lies?"

This thought flashed through Fang Xing's mind quickly.

However, he quickly decided to tell the truth, because even if he said the meaning of the beheading map he had comprehended, it would not be of much loss to him. On the contrary, if he told a lie, he would risk angering this powerful person, which would not be beneficial to him.

Of course, it was also a very important reason why he liked this white-haired young man.

When he encounters danger, he is always quick-witted, but in normal times, he is careless and always looks at people by intuition.

"Actually, it's very simple. The mystery of this beheading picture is the anger of the beheaded person. It seems that the anger can stimulate some kind of power in my body, turning all my spiritual power into a terrible flame..." Fang Xing slowly recalled and said seriously: "But if you only comprehend the flame, you seem to be uncontrollable. You will be unlucky and you also need to comprehend the sword intent in the painting..."

"Sword Intention?"

The white-haired young man was stunned, as if he had realized the anger, but this was the first time he had heard of the sword intent.

Fang Xing nodded and said, "Yes, this guy who was beheaded was still cut off his head, which means that the sword intent is stronger than his anger. And the second mystery contained in the beheading map is the sword intent..."

The white-haired young man fell silent. After a long time, he smiled bitterly: "It's just that... It's a pity..."

Amid the bitter laughter, the white-haired young man sighed and left the stone chamber.

When he arrived outside the cave, he took out the beheading picture, looked at it for a while, and sighed: "I thought there would be some kind of immortal-level skill hidden in this picture that could help me break through the golden elixir and achieve the Nascent Soul, and my life span was twice as long. But I didn't expect that there was only evil fire and sword intent in this picture, which were all fighting techniques, but there was no cultivation skill. After all, I had no possibility of extending my life..."

"Do you really want to go back?"

Bai Qianzhang pondered outside the cave for a long time, but his body remained motionless, like a statue.

After three hours passed, he suddenly waved his sleeves, and a small purple stone plaque flew out of his sleeve. The stone plaque was seven fingers long and four fingers wide, with an extraordinary material, and it emitted a faint light of inspiration.

As soon as it appears in the air, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth seems to have life to it.

Bai Qianzhang looked at the stone tablet intently. After a while, suddenly his white hair moved, and a golden light flew out from the ceiling, reaching a hundred feet high. He actually set up a series of complex and simple magic arrays. This magic array covered the stone forest, making the stone forest seem to become a place isolated from the world. No one can detect it with his divine thoughts, nor can he connect with secret techniques.

After doing all this, Bai Qianzhang hesitated for a moment, and suddenly poked out his index finger and gently tapped the purple stone tablet. The misty air ripples spread out with the stone tablet as the center. After a while, the stone tablet became larger, and the front became like a jade mirror. Then, the clouds and smoke gradually dissipated on the mirror, and countless sounds and videos changed from inside, slowly becoming clear.

A big man with purple eyes on the lion appeared from the mirror, his eyes were too long. He was tall and wearing a wide purple robe. He sat upright on a jade chair with a terrifying look. There seemed to be an endless sea of ​​blood surging in his eyes. Countless evil souls rolled and struggled in his eyes, and occasionally someone stretched out his hands for help in his eyes and shouted silently.

However, as the purple-eyed man blinked, his eyes returned to calm again, and the wronged souls in the sea of ​​blood disappeared.

"Lao Jiu, is it you?"

The purple-eyed man said, his voice low, like a thunderous sound: "You are finally willing to contact the family!"

Bai Qianzhang's eyes suddenly became sad after hearing this voice, which was completely different from his usual calm appearance.

The purple-eyed man in the mirror was silent for a while, and suddenly his eyes blinked, and it seemed that a few black smoke flew out of his pupils.

Bai Qianzhang sighed and said, "No need to be futile. I have set up a great formation to deceive the sky. You cannot reveal where I am!"

The big man with purple eyes sneered and said, "You are still as careful as before, but what's the use of being careful? You are willing to contact me now, it must be because your life span is not much, right? You are indeed a genius. At that time, when the family treated you like that, you could secretly form a golden elixir, and even made a stunning spell. You took the picture of the mysterious coffin beheading and escaped quietly. You have been hidden for so many years. The family has never given up looking for you, but you can never be found. It can be seen that your ability is indeed good..."

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