Longevity starts with inheriting a friend's legacy

On the back of the long dragon, Fang Xu did not see all this, and he did not know when he would be able to come back in the future after this separation.

Huayang Mountain.

When Changlong arrived, he had not yet entered the mountain gate, but Chu Rendi was already waiting there.

Seeing Fang Xu, Chu Rendi didn't wait for him to speak, and directly said: "Let's go."

Fang Xu was a little puzzled: "Master, don't you want to go in and say goodbye?"

Chu Rendi shook his head, then looked at the mountain gate behind him with a complicated expression: "Let's go."

Although Fang Xu was puzzled, time was running out for him, so he gave it some thought and transformed the long dragon into a dragon body, flying towards the direction of the Death Sand Sea.

"Where are we going?" Seeing Changlong heading straight towards the Northern Wilderness, Chu Rendi was a little curious.

Fang Xu explained, "Master, when I passed by the Death Sand Sea many times, I realized that there was something wrong with that desert, and I want to explore it this time."

As he spoke, he took out the notes and the four mysterious maps left by his grandfather from his Qiankun bag.

On the back of the long dragon, several people studied the map and the notes left by Fang Yuanshan, with different expressions.

"The Death Sand Sea has always been strange. Now it seems that there is another world underneath." Chu Rendi murmured.

Seeing his expression, Fang Xu asked curiously, "Master, do you know anything about the Death Sea of ​​Sand?"

Chu Rendi nodded.

"Deacon Tieshan, you know that, right?"

Fang Xu nodded slightly without saying anything.

Chu Rendi continued: "His leg was lost in the death."

"Back then, Tieshan went to the Northern Wasteland to look for some refining materials. When he passed through the Death Sand Sea, he happened to catch up with the outbreak of the Death Sand Sea and was directly trapped in the Death Sand Sea."

"Later, my master and Jiang Feng came to rescue him. When we found him, he had already lost one leg, and there was a strange beast lying next to him."

Fang Xu frowned slightly when he heard this and looked at Chu Rendi strangely.

He just noticed that when his master addressed Jiang Feng, he no longer called him "Senior Brother Jiang" or "Master", but called him by his name.

This……

"What is that ferocious beast?" Chu Mu's voice interrupted Fang Xu's thoughts.

Chu Rendi said: "I don't know, I have never seen such a thing before."

"It should be a desert worm." Kong Jie suddenly said, "There were some in the desert next to the Chiyan tribe back then."

"The desert worm is shaped like a giant python, has no eyes or nose, has a huge mouth with sharp teeth, is extremely sensitive to sound waves, and is very ferocious."

Chu Rendi nodded quickly: "Just as Senior Sister Kong said."

"It seems that what Tieshan encountered back then was indeed a desert worm."

Kong Jie looked at Fang Xu and said with concern: "If there really are desert worms in the sea of ​​death you mentioned, then we should be more careful on this trip."

Fang Xu was puzzled.

Kong Jie continued, "Desert worms are ferocious beasts that live in groups. A group often has thousands or even tens of thousands of them."

"These things are usually hidden in the desert and are not easy to detect."

"Once it bursts into life, it moves through the desert like a fish taking to water, at an extremely fast speed."

Fang Xu nodded and didn't take the so-called desert worms seriously.

"Take another look at this map."

As he spoke, he took out another map left by his grandfather Fang Yuanshan.

"What is this place?"

Everyone was a little confused, and Chu Rendi spoke directly.

Fang Xu shook his head.

The map in front of me was the one that my grandfather left in the small box. The map showed a vast continent with a particularly conspicuous mark in the center.

It was a stone tower.

Fang Xu had previously speculated whether this map might be a topographic map of the Central Continent.

But since he went to the Central Continent, he discovered that this map was not the Central Continent.

Because the terrain above does not match the central continent at all.

"Master, I suspect this picture may be a secret place hidden under the sea of ​​death."

Fang Xu expressed his guess.

Hearing this, Chu Rendi was slightly stunned.

Kong Jie shook her head and said, "Not likely."

"As we all know, the secret realm can't be that big."

"Judging from the grandeur of this map, the area shown on the entire map should be larger than the Central Continent."

Although the map in Fang Xu's hand did not have any scale markings, the person who drew this map had great skills, and one could see at a glance how vast the world shown on the map was.

"Where did you get this thing?" Chu Rendi asked curiously.

"It was left by my grandfather." Fang Xu said it directly without hiding anything.

"Your grandfather?" Chu Rendi asked in confusion, "Didn't you tell me before that your grandfather was just an ordinary carpenter in Fenglin Town?"

Fang Xu smiled bitterly and bowed: "Master, please forgive me. It was not my disciple's intention to conceal my grandfather's identity."

To be honest, if Ku Lun hadn't told him what happened before, and if he hadn't learned his grandfather's true identity from Xuan Ji after arriving in the Central Continent, he would have had no idea that his grandfather had such a great background.

"Brother Fang Xu, there is a strange phenomenon ahead!"

Everyone was studying the map when Changlong suddenly spoke.

Fang Xu stood up and noticed the death sand sea in the distance, a hint of surprise flashed across his face.

"What time is it now?"

"It's already October..." Yun Wan replied after a moment of silence.

October... the day when the deadly sandstorm broke out.

He didn't expect that he had chosen a good day to explore the Death Sand Sea.

In the distant Death Sand Sea, a sandstorm that covered the sky and the sun had already started blowing up!
Being high in the sky, everyone could clearly see that this horrific sandstorm was like a high wall connecting heaven and earth, sweeping in from the other side of the sea of ​​death!

"This……"

Kong Jie had never seen such a sandstorm and was immediately shocked.

"When I was in the Chiyan tribe, I often encountered sandstorms."

"But I've never seen anything so horrible..."

"Fang Xu, let's give up."

Kong Jie suddenly turned around and spoke.

Chu Rendi looked at the sandstorm that seemed to be the might of heaven and earth with a serious expression and said, "This sandstorm is much stronger than before. It might be dangerous to go in."

Fang Xu didn't say anything.

At this time, he also noticed a hint of unusual aura.

Why is there a faint scent of the will of heaven and earth in this sandstorm?

seem……

This sandstorm is coming towards me! ?

Looking up at the sky, Fang Xu showed a sneer.

Isn’t this the three hundred taels of silver that are missing here?
The more you try to stop me from exploring the Death Sea of ​​Sand, the more it proves that there must be some unknown secrets beneath this sea of ​​sand.

But this sandstorm is so terrible that it’s really difficult to force my way through it.

"Changlong, wait over there."

There is still more than a year before the selection of the Son of God, so he is not in a hurry.

Under normal circumstances, a sandstorm in the Death Sand Sea will last for a month.

You can wait for a month.

The dragon obeyed his command and flew directly to the ground.

"The sandstorm in the Death Sand Sea will only last for a month. Let's wait here." Fang Xu stated his plan.

No one objected. For them, one month was not a big problem at all.

However, the development of the matter was somewhat beyond Fang Xu's expectations.

A month passed quickly, and the sandstorm that swept across the entire Death Sand Sea did not disappear. Instead, it showed a tendency to intensify!

Even the surrounding Gobi Desert has been affected to a certain extent.

The horrific sandstorm swept over the gravel from the surrounding Gobi Desert, and the overwhelming scene was terrifying!
The wind brought sand and gravel, and the sandstorm instantly turned into a large meat grinder. Anything that was sucked in would be instantly crushed by the high-speed rotating gravel!

"Something's wrong!"

As people of Yu, both Yun Wan and Chu Rendi seem to be very clear about the characteristics of the Death Sand Sea.

In previous years, sandstorms in this sea of ​​death would only last for a month before subsiding.

But now it is mid-November, and the sandstorm has not only not stopped, but seems to be getting worse?
At this time, Fang Xu could only shake his head helplessly.

He knew that the will of heaven and earth must be behind all this.

If I wait here, he might let the sandstorm continue.

If I dare to force my way through, the sandstorm will surely take my life.

Moreover, Fang Xu also guessed that because of the existence of the agreement, even if he encountered danger in this sandstorm, Yanshen's past body or the mysterious existence in the void would not take action.

"Changlong, let's go." After figuring this out, Fang Xu knew that there was no need for him to waste time here any longer.

However, it was also because of this that the Death Sand Sea had been completely engraved in his heart.

I will definitely come here to explore this place when I become stronger.

"Where are we going?" Changlong asked.

"Return to the Central Continent."

……

In southern Xinjiang, there are hundreds of thousands of mountains.

By the time Fang Xu and his companions arrived, it was almost the annual festival.

Everyone found Old Ape, Gu Qiu and others whom they had not seen for a long time in the Hunyu tribe.

Without staying too long in the Shiwan Mountains, Fang Xu directly brought them to the secret base of the Dark Temple in Jiangzhou Prefecture.

Seeing Fang Xu, Xuan Ji said anxiously: "Fang Xu, you are finally back!"

Fang Xu bowed to Xuan Ji apologetically and said, "Thank you for your hard work during this period, uncle."

Xuan Ji waved his hand, and then spoke directly:

"The Elders' Council has issued an order. Because of the recent changes in the Dayan Dao Sect, the selection of the Son of God may have to be brought forward."

in advance?

Fang Xu frowned and asked, "How early should it be?"

"Early next summer, on the day of the Gutuo God Festival."

Early summer...Now it is the winter festival, and there is only half a year left until the beginning of next summer!

But I haven't yet gone through the Three Gods Trial, and I haven't been able to buy enough time for the Ghost Face Army to become stronger...

"Uncle Master, I plan to take on the Three Gods Trial now!"

Time is running out, he must go through the Trial of the Three Gods!

Only by passing the Three Gods Trial and entering the Land of the Fallen Gods, can he and the Ghost-Faced Army use the speed of time flow in the Land of the Fallen Gods to buy themselves more time.

"Now?" Xuan Ji looked at Fang Xu's cultivation level with some surprise.

This trip to Sanshan Island wasted more than a year, but he did not feel how much Fang Xu's cultivation had improved.

Xuan Ji thought that trying the Three Gods Trial now would be a complete waste of opportunity.

After all, every temple disciple can only challenge three times in his lifetime.

If you still cannot pass the Three Gods Trial after three attempts, you will never have another chance.

"Uncle Master, please help me arrange it."

Fang Xu did not explain too much. On the last level of the Tilan Mountain ruins, Yanshen had already passed on all his life's insights to him.

Now in Fang Xu's mind, he has almost comprehended the first level of Bai Yugui.

Now that he has mastered many special abilities belonging to the Yanshen, it should not be a problem for him to pass the Trial of the Three Gods.

Seeing this, Xuan Ji didn't ask any more questions and said immediately: "Okay, I will help you apply for it right away."

The Trial of the Three Gods and the Land of God's Fall are related to whether Fang Xu can become the Son of God of the Temple.

In Xuanji's heart, he naturally hoped that Fang Xu could become the son of God in the temple. After all, Fang Xu's grandfather was his junior fellow apprentice.

Moreover, Xuanmen was also a lineage of Yanshen in the past. As the inheritor of Yanshen, Fang Xu can become the son of God, which makes the Yanshen lineage proud.

Xuanji left. The Dark Night Guard Yu Xiangling looked at the old ape and others behind Fang Xu and said in surprise, "Fang Xu, where did you find these people? They are really interesting."

"A demon ape, a dragon... the way of killing, the Xuanyang Holy Body..."

"Is this the Holy Body of Danxiang?"

To Yu Xiangling, the people behind Fang Xu each have their own characteristics.

"Aunt Yu, these are my friends, fellow apprentices, and elders."

After introducing everyone behind the scenes to Yu Xiangling one by one, Fang Xu said directly: "I have something I would like to ask Aunt Yu for help."

Yu Xiangling said unhappily, "I knew you didn't call me aunt for nothing. Tell me now."

Fang Xu had never called her aunt when they met before, but he must have some ulterior motive when he called her aunt this time.

Fang Xu smiled awkwardly, then said, "I want my aunt to help me find two people."

"Looking for someone?" Yu Xiangling asked curiously, "Looking for who?"

Fang Xu turned to look at Chu Mu, then said to Yu Xiangling: "Find an alchemist above the seventh rank, and then find a forger who can forge spiritual weapons."

Yu Xiangling looked at him strangely and said, "You are really good at giving me problems."

"Although seventh-grade alchemists are not rare in the Central Continent, they are still hard to find."

"There is a blacksmith who can forge spiritual weapons in the temple. I can invite him for you."

Can’t find a seventh-grade alchemist?
Fang Xu frowned slightly.

Chu Mu's identity as an alchemist is one of his greatest strengths.

Everyone obtained a large amount of herbs from the Tilan Mountain ruins, and Chu Mu can now only refine sixth-grade peak elixirs.

Although this kind of elixir has a significant effect on Wu Zun, it is definitely not as good as the seventh-grade elixir.

"Brother Fang Xu, we don't need a seventh-grade alchemist, as long as we have a seventh-grade alchemy recipe."

At this time, Chu Mu suddenly spoke.

Yu Xiangling looked at Chu Mu with some curiosity: "Little girl, can you refine a seventh-grade elixir with just the elixir formula?"

Chu Mu hesitated for a moment and nodded, "You can try."

As soon as she finished speaking, a light flashed in Yu Xiangling's hand, and an ancient scroll appeared in her hand.

"The seventh-grade elixir, the Fiery Sun Red Phosphorus Pill."

"I got this recipe from an ancient site. I was planning to sell it at Duobao Pavilion sometime. Since you have confidence in it, I'll give it to you."

Looking at the ancient scroll in Yu Xiangling's hand, Chu Mu's beautiful eyes were almost as if she was about to reach out her hand.

But she didn't answer it because Fang Xu hadn't spoken yet.

"Aunt Yu, this thing should be very precious, right?"

The inheritance of alchemists is mostly passed down from ancient times. After the modern times, the inheritance of martial arts, alchemy weapons, formations, feng shui, etc. is no longer as it used to be.

"There is a saying in the alchemist world, one recipe for a hundred pills." Chu Mu said, "This means that the value of a pill recipe is often the value of a hundred pills that are higher than the first-grade pill recipe."

"The value of the Fiery Sun Red Phosphorus Pill recipe is equivalent to one hundred eighth-grade pills."

Fang Xu was a little shocked.

Yu Xiangling herself also showed a hint of surprise.

She knew that this seventh-grade pill recipe should be very precious, but she didn't expect it to be so valuable!
One hundred eighth-grade medicinal pills would cost at least several thousand pieces of top-grade spiritual crystal marrow!

"Has Aunt Yu changed her mind?" Looking at Yu Xiangling's expression, Fang Xu asked with a smile.

Yu Xiangling was stunned for a moment, then said stubbornly: "How is it possible!?"

"However, if this girl really manages to refine the Fiery Sun Red Phosphorus Pill, she must give me a few."

As an elder, Yu Xiangling felt embarrassed to go back on her word, no matter how precious the things she gave away were, so she could only find ways to get some of them back.

Fang Xu said nothing, but turned around and looked at Chu Mu.

"No problem." Chu Mu agreed readily.

Yu Xiangling then stuffed the scroll into Chu Mu's hands: "Put it away quickly, or I will regret it."

Chu Mu happily put the scroll into his Qiankun bag.

"I'll have to trouble Aunt Yu to take care of the blacksmith matter as soon as possible." Fang Xu said.

The blacksmith is the key to improving the strength of the Ghost Face Army. Only by finding a blacksmith who can forge spiritual weapons can he completely combine the remaining Ghost Face Army soldiers with the God-Servant Gu worms and make them stronger.

"I will handle it."

"But you have to be mentally prepared."

Fang Xu asked in confusion: "What kind of mental preparation?"

Yu Xiangling glared and said, "Of course you should be mentally prepared for a heavy loss!"

"Do you think that everyone in the temple is like me and old man Xuanji, and that you can use them for free?"

"For a blacksmith who can forge spiritual weapons, who would work for you if you don't have a labor fee of several hundred high-quality spiritual crystals?"

Fang Xu smiled bitterly and said, "I understand. Go ahead, aunt."

After Yu Xiangling left, the people behind Fang Xu gathered around.

"Fang Xu, what are you going to do?" Yun Wan asked.

Fang Xu looked at everyone and knew that it was time to explain to them.

He then briefly talked about his joining the Dark Temple and his participation in the election of the Son of God.

The crowd did not have any resistance to the current situation of the Dark Temple. On the contrary, because of Fang Xu, they all felt that there must be something wrong with the various forces that were hostile to the Dark Temple.

Especially the Dayan Dao Zong.

"Okay, Mu, Gu Qiu, the two of you go study the matter of the seventh-grade pill formula."

"By the way, this is for you."

As Fang Xu spoke, he took out all the immortal liquid of creation from his Qiankun bag.

The Immortal Liquid of Creation is no longer of any use to him, so it is better to let Chu Mu find a way to make the elixir to increase the power of the Ghost Face Army.

Not only that, he also gave all the things he had sorted out from the Yanshen Qiankun Ring to Yun Wan.

"This is a gift from a senior. I didn't have time to sort it out. Please sort it out."

Yun Wan took the Qiankun bag and nodded, "Leave it to me."

"Uncle Yuan, this is for you." Fang Xu said, taking out a heavy dark golden stick.

This thing is also in the Yanshen Qiankun Ring. Fang Xu cannot identify its quality, but it should be a good weapon, just right for the old ape to use.

The old ape took the long stick and waved it a few times, obviously very satisfied.

"Changlong, this thing is for you." Fang Xu said, and took out a long whip with traces of electric light flowing on the surface.

This thing just fits his thunder power perfectly.

Changlong took the whip and happily put it into his Qiankun bag.

"Senior Brother Liu Xin, this is yours." Taking out a huge axe, Fang Xu handed it to Liu Xin.

However, Liu Xin took a look at the giant axe but did not take it.

"This giant axe is not suitable for me." Liu Xin smiled and took out his own axe and said, "Take a look."

Fang Xu took Liu Xin's axe suspiciously, and suddenly found that this axe, which looked like an ordinary object, actually had a strange aura flowing through it.

"Okay then." After returning the axe to Liu Xin, Fang Xu also put away his own giant axe.

Yun Wan, Gu Qiu and Chu Mu came to a secret room and started to get busy.

Liu Xin, Kong Jie and Chang Long each found a place to practice.

Only Lao Yuan and Chu Rendi seemed unhappy that Fang Xu did not assign them any tasks.

"You little rascal, do you dislike my old age?" the old ape said unhappily.

Fang Xu quickly waved his hands to deny it, but in the end he was no match for the two of them. He could only take out some spirit crystal marrow and asked the two of them to find a way to collect some information outside.

If possible, it would be best to gather some people together and keep an eye on the movements of Dayan Dao Sect and various forces.

This matter was something familiar to Chu Rendi.

Because during the Ascension Meeting, the Law Enforcement Hall had a secret intelligence organization.

After everyone was arranged to go out, Yu Xiangling also brought a burly old man in his sixties.

After seeing Fang Xu, the sixty-year-old man actually frowned:

"Is this kid the grandson of that old guy?"

"Xiangling, have you been deceived?"

Yu Xiangling was stunned for a moment, and then she noticed that Fang Xu was still in the image of Huertu.

"Fang Xu, face..."

Upon hearing this, Fang Xu quickly withdrew his disguise and revealed his original face.

When the sixty-year-old man saw his true appearance, his expression was complicated at first, and then he snorted coldly: "Sure enough, he is just like that guy, just as annoying."

Fang Xu: “…”

"Aunt Yu, this senior is..."

Yu Xiangling quickly introduced: "Let me introduce you to the spiritual forger Sun Xiu, Master Sun."

"Boy, I pay my respects to Mr. Sun." Fang Xu bowed quickly.

He could sense that this Sun Xiu might have some grudge against his grandfather.

"no."

"Because you are the grandson of old man Sun Yuanshan, the price I mentioned before will have to be adjusted."

On the side, Yu Xiangling was completely stunned.

"Mr. Sun, you..."

"how?"

"Don't you know that it was that old man who killed Fu Ying?"

Yu Xiangling frowned slightly and said, "I know about this, but Senior Fu Ying..."

"That's my sister!" Sun Xiu said angrily!

Yu Xiangling was stunned again.

She never imagined that there was such a relationship between Sun Xiu and Fu Ying.

Fang Xu on the side looked at Yu Xiangling in bewilderment: "Aunt Yu, Fu Ying is..."

"It's your grandma." Yu Xiangling said helplessly.

grandmother???

Fang Xu couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

Fu Ying is my grandmother, Sun Xiu is her brother, then the old man in front of me is my uncle?

"Little boy Fang Xu, meet your uncle!"

After a moment of hesitation, Fang Xu quickly bowed again.

No matter what the conflict between Sun Xiu and his grandfather is, the other party is his elder after all.

Moreover, according to previous circumstances, Yu Xiangling should have revealed her identity when she went to invite him.

After learning his identity, Sun Xiu was still willing to come, which was enough to prove that the conflict back then was not a big deal.

"Stop!"

"What do you mean uncle or not?!"

"I have never recognized that old thing!"

Sun Xiu yelled with his neck stiffened, but his slightly bent eyes let Fang Xu know that calling him "Uncle" eased the conflict of that year.

"Uncle, what happened to my grandpa and grandma back then?" Strike while the iron was hot, Fang Xu quickly spoke.

He wanted to learn about his grandfather's past from these insiders.

"Humph!"

Sun Xiu obviously didn't want to say it.

Yu Xiangling on the side sighed and said, "Let me talk about this."

"When your grandfather and Senior Fu Ying fell in love, Elder Sun was the one who opposed it most strongly."

“At that time we all thought…”

Yu Xiangling glanced at Sun Xiu awkwardly, but didn't dare to say it directly. She just said tactfully: "When a cultivator reaches a certain level, age is no longer a barrier."

Fang Xu understood what Yu Xiangling meant.

It seems that they all thought that Grandpa and Sun Xiu were love rivals.

I thought Sun Xiu was an old man who was looking for young grass, but I never imagined that grandma was actually Sun Xiu's sister.

"Later, your grandfather's base was exposed and was surrounded by many forces. When we arrived, Senior Fu Ying was already dead and your grandfather was seriously injured."

"After your grandfather recovered from his injuries, he took his newborn son and your grandmother's body and left the temple. He has never been seen since."

Yu Xiangling's words seemed to ignite the anger in Sun Xiu's heart.

"If Fu Ying hadn't insisted on following that old man to the Qiyang stronghold, he wouldn't have died!"

"Also, tell me, where did that old man take Fu Ying's body?"

Facing Sun Xiu's questioning, Fang Xu sighed slightly.

"Uncle, don't get excited yet."

As he spoke, he took out the notebook left by his grandfather and said, "This is what grandpa left."

"He must have discovered some method that could revive grandma, so he resolutely took my father and grandma to Sanshan Island."

"As far as I know, Grandpa stayed in the desolate area of ​​Sanshan Island for decades in order to find a way to revive Grandma."

Sun Xiu took the notes with some suspicion, and his expression eased a little after reading them.

"Humph!"

"People are dead, what's the point of all this nonsense!?"

Although he said this, in his heart he had actually forgiven Fang Yuanshan a little.

"Uncle, I don't know what you think, but... but grandpa is dead, please calm down."

"That old guy is dead!?" Sun Xiu was a little stunned.

Fang Xu nodded: "He has been dead for almost ten years."

Sun Xiu felt somewhat disappointed, and his face even revealed a hint of sadness.

a long time--

"Ugh!"

He sighed deeply, looked at Fang Xu and asked, "Where's your father?"

"He's been dead for almost thirty years."

"This..." Sun Xiu staggered a little, and the image of the baby in swaddling clothes vaguely appeared in his mind.

"How did your father die?"

Fang Xu shook his head: "My grandfather said that he was killed by a ferocious beast while hunting in the mountains."

"The beast killed your father!?"

"Didn't your grandfather teach your father martial arts?"

Sun Xiu said with some disbelief.

Fang Xu smiled bitterly and shook his head. The father in his memory seemed to be a martial artist.

"Damn you old thing!"

"Damn it!"

Sun Xiu cursed angrily, but tears flowed from his eyes.

"how about you?"

"Over the years..."

Fang Xu shook his head: "I'm fine, uncle, don't worry."

"well……"

At this moment, Sun Xiu did not refute the title of "uncle".

This proves that he has accepted Fang Xu's identity from the bottom of his heart.

The two chatted for a while before Sun Xiu spoke up, "I heard from Xiangling that you want to run for the Son of God?"

Fang Xu nodded: "I want to become stronger."

Sun Xiu looked a little serious and said, "This matter is more complicated than you think."

As he spoke, he looked at Xiang Ling, then lowered his voice and said, "The Palace Master's hidden illness has relapsed. This is one of the reasons why the Council of Elders hastily decided to select the Son of God."

Yu Xiangling was somewhat surprised when she heard this and said, "Palace Master, he..."

Sun Xiu shook his head: "This old man estimates that this generation of the Son of God will inherit the position of the Palace Master in no time."

"In the past, the various factions in the temple generally held a conservative attitude towards the position of the Son of God."

"After all, everyone knows that becoming the Son of God means becoming the primary target of the Dayan Dao Sect."

"Over the years, many sons of God in my temple have died at the hands of the Dayan Dao Sect."

“But it’s different now.”

Yu Xiangling looked a little solemn.

Fang Xu asked puzzledly: "Does this matter have any impact?"

Yu Xiangling and Sun Xiu looked at each other and said, "Of course there is."

"Let me tell you this. In the past, the Sons of God would be the focus of attention of the Dayan Dao Sect. Before this, more than ten Sons of God had been assassinated."

"Therefore, every time a Son of God is selected, all the major forces will treat it seriously, but they will never go all out."

"This time it's different."

"The Palace Master's hidden illness has relapsed, and his time is running out. I don't think he can hold on for much longer."

"And this time, the Son of God is obviously very likely to become the next master of the temple."

"For the position of Palace Master, all the major factions will definitely devote all their resources to train their own faction's children and let them compete for the position of the Son of God."

“This will put more pressure on you.”

Fang Xu understood what Yu Xiangling said.

In the past, when selecting the Son of God, each major faction was unsure whether their Son of God could live to the moment of inheriting the position of Palace Master.

There are reservations about the training of the Son of God.

But this time it's different.

The deadline for the temple master is approaching, and there is a high probability that the current Son of God will become the temple master.

For the position of Palace Master, all the major factions are very likely to choose to go all out!
You know, most of these factions were inherited from ancient times. Although they were targeted by major forces in the Tianxuan Realm, their foundation should not be underestimated.

Devoting tens of thousands of years of resources to train a single person is definitely more terrifying than you can imagine.

"Fang Xu, if you can't do it, you should just give up."

Yu Xiangling hesitated for a moment before speaking.

She is just a night guard with no background behind her.

In recent years, the Xuanmen sect has been severely suppressed by the Dayan Taoist Sect due to its weak combat power, and its resources have been almost exhausted.

Generally speaking, Fang Xu has no chance of winning when competing with others in terms of foundation.

Sun Xiu didn't say anything either, but just looked at Fang Xu quietly, wanting to see what choice he would make.

"Give up... No." Fang Xu shook his head and smiled: "Aunt Yu, Uncle, there is one thing I haven't told you yet."

“This time when I went to Sanshan Island, I met Lord Yanshen.”

As soon as these words came out, Yu Xiangling and Sun Xiu were stunned.

Then, Sun Xiu excitedly asked, "Did you really meet Master Yanshen!?"

Fang Xu nodded: "Master Yanshen has given me all his life's insights and accumulations."

"Does this... count as my background?"

Looking at the confident smile on his face, Sun Xiu and Yu Xiangling were stunned.

Yan Shen's lifelong insights and accumulation are no worse than the foundation of those factions.

After all, Yanshen back then was a master-level figure in the Dark Temple.

"If that's the case, let's give it a try!" Sun Xiu came back to his senses and said directly: "Fang Xu, tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"

Fang Xu immediately told Sun Xiu how to reform the Ghost Face Army.

He also gave him the method left by Elder Ou Zhang.

After receiving Ou Zhang's experience in refining weapons, Sun Xiu couldn't help but exclaimed: "Too crazy!"

"Unexpectedly..."

"Unexpected!"

"This method of combining poisonous insects with weapon refining and witchcraft is something I have never heard of or seen before!"

“However, this method can be improved.”

Obviously, Sun Xiu's weapon refining skills were higher than Ou Zhang's. After just one glance, he knew that this method still had room for improvement.

"Uncle, I'll leave this matter to you."

Fang Xu cupped his hands, then handed a Qiankun bag to Sun Xiu: "There are some refining materials in this."

"Some of them were collected by me, and some were left by Lord Yanshen."

"You can use it as you see fit."

Sun Xiu took the Qiankun bag and nodded.

Knowing the number of the Ghost Face Army, he also knew that he simply could not produce so many top-quality materials at once.

"Fang Xu, immediately send someone to find those ghost-faced soldiers. I will help them transform their armor as soon as possible."

Fang Xu nodded.

Time flies, ten days have passed.

During the annual sacrifice, Xuan Ji also rushed back exhausted.

The news he brought was similar to what Sun Xiu said.

Because the deadline for the Temple Master is approaching, all the major factions of the Dark Temple are unable to sit still and have begun to devote all their resources to enhance the power of their respective faction's candidates.

And the candidates who had not planned to challenge the Three Gods Trial before the selection of the Son of God in the past, this time also set their sights on the Land of God's Fall.

After all, there are only half a year left before the selection of the Son of God.

I want to improve my strength as much as possible in such a short time.

The Land of God's Fall is the best choice.

"Uncle Master, when can I participate in the Three Gods Trial?" Fang Xu asked.

"Ten days later."

"We must leave the day after tomorrow at the latest."

Fang Xu nodded, and he could still accept it after ten days.

If the starting point is the day after tomorrow, I will try to break through again tonight. (End of this chapter)