Fang Ji's eyes lit up and he nodded: "Yes, there are two lines of small words, which tell the secrets of gods and gods, and the hearts of ghosts and monsters."
Hearing this, Fang Hao's eyes turned stern, it was indeed that old guy.
Then I heard Fang Ji say that before they left, the old man left without saying goodbye and never came back.
Fang Hao frowned. The old man didn't know him, so how could he harm his woman?
What on earth is this guy planning?
"How many years ago did that old guy come?" Fang Hao looked serious.
Seeing Fang Hao's expression, Fang Ji didn't dare to hesitate and responded quickly: "It's been decades. That old man has been living in the village for decades. I was still young at that time."
Hearing this, Fang Hao took a deep breath and was almost certain that that guy was also a hidden master in China.
But last time I heard Fang Wenyu say that the old fortune teller could actually walk on the sea step by step, which made Fang Hao feel weird.
Even if he is at the peak of Transformation Realm, he cannot achieve this level, which is enough to show that the old man's cultivation is probably not as simple as that of Peak Transformation Realm.
"Okay, village chief, go and do your work. I'm going to be in seclusion here for a while. Don't let anyone disturb me."
"Don't worry, my benefactor, I will definitely control the villagers and will not disturb my benefactor." Fang Ji promised.
The fear of being caught just now has long since dissipated. In the hearts of the villagers in Longwang Village, the Fang family is the descendant of the old god, so they are naturally their benefactors.
After Fang Ji left, Fang Hao directly overcontrolled the mighty power of heaven and earth and wrapped up the Dragon King Temple.
Strange to say, this world has great limitations on spiritual power, but the power of heaven and earth does not seem to have much restrictions.
Of course, the main reason is that Fang Hao did not use the mighty power of heaven and earth to fight. These controlled mighty powers of heaven and earth were used as a defensive wall.
After a while, a golden light flashed from Fang Hao's eyebrows. A soul that looked like a little broken boy rushed out from Fang Hao's eyebrows.
It instantly disappeared into the sky and flew towards the Qilian Mountains.
…
Fang Wenyu came to the Qilian Mountain trail alone and walked toward the mountain calmly.
Because the other party did not mention the specific meeting location in Qilian Mountain, Fang Wenyu had no choice but to walk aimlessly towards the mountain.
But suddenly, a voice sounded in Fang Wenyu's mind: "Third uncle, this is my soul. Don't worry, everything within a thousand miles is under my control. It doesn't matter how many masters come to the other side. I will be there soon."
Come here!"
Fang Wenyu was surprised: "What method are you using? Can I do it?"
"You... are still not good enough. This is a method only available at the peak of the Xuan Realm." Fang Hao's soul is in the mountains and forests, and ordinary people cannot spy on it. He can communicate with Fang Wenyu using his consciousness.
But Fang Wenyu could only speak.
"Oh, it looks like there's really nothing we can do if we can't go up." Fang Wenyu rolled his eyes: "My eldest brother is the same, he insists on letting me guard down below!"
Listening to Fang Wenyu's muttering, Fang Hao had nothing to say and quickly flew towards the Qilian Mountains.
Although he said it is a thousand miles in radius, this is the scope of the soul's spying in the upper realm. In the lower realm, it is also subject to certain restrictions, but a radius of a hundred miles can still be achieved.
Fang Hao's soul was extremely fast, and he quickly traveled through the Qilian Mountains. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the Fang family's ancestral home.
Unfortunately, it was all in ruins, and nature took back the land that once belonged to the Fang family.
Everywhere looks lush and quiet, except for some ruins that are not covered by vegetation and still look desolate and desolate.
Fang Hao was condescending, looking like a five or six-year-old child. Now Fang Hao's soul has solidified as if it were a physical entity.
Jishang also transformed into clothes, and his eyes seemed to have a magical light exposed.
Fang Hao once again used the power of his soul to explore the ancestral home of the Fang family.
This time Fang Hao seemed to be different from the last time he came. He felt that there was some inexplicable aura in this vast underground area.
He was so weak that even Fang Hao felt that it was just an illusion.
But no matter how hard he hit the force sensor, he didn't find anything.
Then, Fang Hao's soul instantly rushed into the distance.
On the hill over there, there were several people standing there, three of them were standing on one side, and a junior among them was being held hostage by two seniors.
Opposite the three of them was Fang Wenyu.
Fang Hao didn't see the faces of the three people at all, but he immediately recognized the young boy who was held hostage as Fang Bowen.
Although I haven't seen him for more than five years, the blood-connected aura of his son can be sensed more clearly the higher his cultivation level.
Especially Fang Bowen, that brat, has the same sect mark aura as Fang Hao.
The marks of the sects can sense each other.
At this moment, Fang Bowen turned his head slightly and glanced at the sky suspiciously. Although he saw nothing, Fang Bowen's eyes were very bright.
Fang Hao did not take action immediately, even though his current soul had a certain fighting capacity.
He wanted to see what the two guys who came down from the upper world wanted to do.
These two people were dressed in ancient costumes, so they were naturally very different from the people in the lower world.
One was very tall, at least two meters tall, but not strong, like a bamboo pole.
The other man was very fat, weighing at least two hundred pounds, with a bald head, but he carried an astonishing evil aura.
Fang Hao could tell at a glance that the cultivation levels of these two people were at the early stage of the Xuan Realm.
Fang Hao didn't know what kind of force the two people belonged to.
Fang Hao was hidden in the clouds, listening to the conversation below.
"Let Fang Bowen go, I will spare your lives." Fang Wenyu said with a majestic attitude, holding his hands behind his back.
The fat man looked cold and sneered: "You are just at the peak of Transformation Realm, but you still dare to speak arrogantly in front of me. Fang Wenyu, are you from the Fang family?"
"So what?" Fang Wenyu raised his eyebrows, but did not take action. He was waiting for Fang Hao to arrive.
"Do as we say, and we will let you go!" Fatty said, pulling Fang Bowen directly beside him, signaling Fang Wenyu not to act rashly, otherwise Fang Bowen would be operated on.
Fang Wenyu frowned: "What do you want?"
"It's very simple. I heard that your Fang family once had a treasure box. If you hand it over, I will let you go!" The fat man's voice was a bit sharp.
Fang Wenyu's eyes flashed, and then he suddenly realized that these two guys were actually trying to find the treasure box in his Fang family.
The treasure chest was taken away by Fang Hao last time, so the Fang family's ancestral home naturally didn't have it. Fang Wenyu shook his head and said, "I don't know what the treasure chest is. I'm afraid you asked the wrong person!"
"With your cultivation, since you are a member of the Fang family, how could you not know?" The fat man's eyes flashed with evil energy: "If you are not honest, I will kill this boy!"
Fang Wenyu frowned and said, "Why are you looking for the treasure chest?"
"Why am I looking for a treasure chest? Do I need to tell you?" The fat man scolded: "It is said that your Fang family's ancestral home is in the Kunlun and Qilian Mountains. You take us to your ancestral home!"
"You'd better not hurt Bowen, otherwise I'll let you die without a burial place!" Fang Wenyu's eyes flashed with murderous intent. (To be continued)