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Jian Twelve knew Nangong Qiushui's strength very well, but at this moment he waved his hand and said, "It's not that simple. This time, the treasure of the fairy world has appeared, and all the sects in the imperial court are eyeing it. There has been a lesson learned by Mr. Fang Yuan before." , so proceed with caution.”

Shen Wuyu said: "Yuanzang is also a master at the peak of Huanxu now. He is only a few steps away from Tianmang Realm, and he is proficient in the way of assassination. I believe that this trip to the Chaotic World will definitely gain something."

At this time, Yuan Futu's eyes fell on the man wrapped in black strong clothes, he felt like a ghost, illusory, as if the whole person might disappear at any time, extremely unreal.

Xiaonan said in a deep voice: "Genzo, like you, was once the winner of the Sword Discussion Conference. He has experienced the baptism of the sword tomb inheritance, and the assassin's way is learned from the inheritance, which is almost non-existent in the same realm. Those who can defeat him are very powerful."

"The way of an assassin?" Yuan Futu savored these four words carefully.

Jian Twelve instructed: "This is the first time that the patriarch of Futu has left Jianzong to perform a mission. Although his cultivation base has improved rapidly, he is still very dangerous in the turbid world, so you must always ensure his safety."

Genzo cupped his hands and said: "The disciple will definitely do his best to ensure that the elder is safe!"

Jian Twelve nodded slightly, and continued: "As for the second thing, I am about to retreat again and hit the Heaven Transformation Realm." He said these words extremely calmly, but they caused great waves in everyone's hearts.

When Fang Zhenzhen was still alive, he was already the only strongman in Jianzong who had reached the realm of transforming into heaven, and now there will be one more.

The state of turning into heaven is only inferior to the state of returning to the gods. When the cultivation level reaches this level, the dharma form condensed from the golden core will break away from the physical body and become an incarnation outside the body, which can snipe the enemy from thousands of miles away.

People like Nangong Qiushui and Shen Wuyu are still in the Tianmang realm.

"Congratulations to the suzerain!" Shen Wuyu said first, lowering his head, but the corners of his mouth raised a strange arc.

Jian Twelve said with a smile: "I have been immersed in Tianmang's Great Perfection Realm for a long time, and my lifespan is almost exhausted. If I don't break through the realm, this body will wither sooner or later. I just want to break through Tianmang to reach the sky. It's not that easy, so I don't know how long this retreat will take, and by then, the big and small matters in the Sword Sect will be taken care of by Shen Yuan and Qiu Shui."

Nangong Qiushui nodded and said, "Sect Master, please rest assured."

"As for the time to go to the turbid world, it will be the day after tomorrow. After all, it is a dangerous place. Even if you can't get the spirit treasure, you have to come back with your life. Don't lose the big because of small things." Jian Twelve stood up from the black seat Standing up, he said: "This time you are called together to explain these two matters. If there is no other matter, then go back first."

Immediately, everyone left the Profound Sky Hall one after another.

Yuan Futu still stayed where he was, and winked at Xiaonan. Xiaonan's expression was a little dark, and he felt a little helpless about it. Then he walked in front of Jian Twelve and briefly talked about Xiaodouzi's matter.

Jian Twelve smiled and stroked his gray beard, and said: "Since my Jianzong has this talent, naturally I can't bury him, so I approve him to be the sword attendant of the patriarch, but the Sutra Pavilion must not be left alone. It's still going to stay there."

Yuan Futu was ecstatic in his heart, wouldn't Xiaodouzi not only be able to read those exercise classics, but also practice unscrupulously, and said immediately: "Thank you, suzerain."

Jian Twelve sighed slightly, and said: "Before, it was Fang Yuan and the elder of the Demon Sect, Li Cangtian, who died together. Now the talented disciple Pang De is deprived of the right to practice, and even Wan'er's natal pearl is damaged. There is a shortage of talents, so naturally we can't." Because of the rules set by the ancestors, the talents of the disciples of the sect were wasted in vain."

Yuan Futu's heart sank, and he asked, "Why don't you see Wan'er?"

"She is recuperating in the Houshan Cave Mansion. Using the technique of nourishing Yuan that I taught her, she should have almost recovered, but the realm will stay in Hunyuan. You can see her at any time."

"Well, suzerain, is there any news about Pound?" Yuan Futu clenched his fists involuntarily when he mentioned this person.

"Not yet, but the killing order has been issued, and he has done such a heinous thing, even if Jianzong can't find him, the sky will punish him."

Yuan Futu frowned deeply, wishing he could tear Pang De's body to pieces immediately.

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After leaving the Tianxuan Hall, Yuan Futu bid farewell to Xiaonan, planning to go to the back mountain to find Lin Wan'er. Along the way, he saw the mountain where the Buddhist scriptures pavilion was located, and thought that sooner or later this cheat book would have to be handed over to Xiaodouzi, and such good news had to be given to Xiaodouzi first. He knew it, so he went directly to the attic.

The attic was cleaned up, but there was no one there. Yuan Futu felt a little strange. After walking to the second floor, he suddenly heard bursts of punches piercing through the air. He immediately walked to the window and saw the On the lawn, a young man was shirtless, waving his fists forward.

The fierce fist hit the void, making a dull sound like hitting wood and stone. One can imagine how powerful this physical body is.

"Growing taller, the physical body is so much stronger?!" The last time I saw him was before the battle against Pound. I didn't expect that it would not be long before all the acupuncture points in his body had been successfully refined. Responding, infinite power is derived, and it will soon reach the realm of martial arts refining viscera.

Xiaodouzi was immersed in boxing at the moment, with nothing outside his mind, all his attention was focused on his fists, his movements were wide open and closed, like a longbow being fully drawn, and his muscles were tense.

"Black tiger digs its heart!"

With a low growl, Xiaodouzi stepped forward and punched, and at this moment, Yuan Futu quietly appeared in front of him, slowly stretched out his palm, and placed it weakly on the roaring fist.

Xiaodouzi was taken aback, and wanted to withdraw his fist power, but he was too old to do so, but he didn't expect that the fist landed on his palm, and the force of the explosion suddenly disappeared like a mud cow falling into the sea.

"About a few hundred catties of strength, it's not bad to be able to do this with only the body." Yuan Futu smiled and touched his bright and cute little forehead.

Xiaodouzi said excitedly: "Old Patriarch, you are back."

Yuan Futu said: "I seem to have underestimated your talent too much. I didn't expect that the extremely difficult practice of refining acupoints would not be a bottleneck for you at all."