Changsheng: My qualifications improve a little bit every day

After Fang Yue heard this, his heart moved, but on the surface he only showed a hint of eagerness.

He gently put down the teacup in his hand, looked directly at Qingyang, and asked:

"Oh? Who would be harmful to me?"

Qingyang frowned and said in a low voice: "It should be the Shadow Pavilion!"

Hearing this name, Fang Yue's expression became obviously more serious.

He picked up the tea cup again, but instead of drinking the tea, he tapped lightly on the cup with his fingers, as if he was sorting out his thoughts.

Shadow Pavilion, this name has a special meaning to him.

I think back then, during the Wei Dynasty, he fought against many masters of this mysterious organization, and many of them eventually died in his hands.

However, at some point before, the Shadow Pavilion's headquarters in the Demon Realm unexpectedly reached a reconciliation with him, and both parties released goodwill and formed a temporary balance.

"It turns out it's them." Fang Yue murmured.

However, he didn't believe Qingyang in his heart.

After all, now he has seen through Qingyang and Xuantian Pavilion's conspiracy.

Therefore, he had to have reservations about Qingyang's words.

Although Qingyang seemed very sincere at the moment, Fang Yue knew that in this game of power, everyone could become a pawn and everyone could become a trader.

Fang Yue smiled slightly, but did not let the smile penetrate into his eyes. He said calmly to Qingyang: "Shadow Pavilion is indeed an old opponent. However, they should have only a few defeated soldiers left!"

Qingyang looked solemn, shook his head and said: "Brother Fang, you must not underestimate the Shadow Pavilion. Although they have indeed suffered heavy losses before, and their power within the Wei Dynasty has also been greatly weakened, this is only their superficial strength.

The Shadow Pavilion has a long history and profound foundation, and the strength of their main pavilion in the Demon Realm cannot be underestimated.

What's more, this organization has always been cunning and secretive, so we have to guard against it. "

"Thank you, Brother Qingyang, for informing me, but I wonder if Brother Qingyang has any news about my brother's family?"

When Qingyang heard Fang Yue mention his brother's family, a strange light flashed in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up.

He sighed softly and spoke slowly: "Brother Fang, I have indeed heard some rumors about your brother's family.

But please forgive me, I am not yet sure of the authenticity of these messages. If you follow me to the Xuantian Pavilion, you must have accurate information somewhere. "

When Fang Yue heard this, his heart moved. Sure enough, Qingyang wanted to go to his Xuantian Pavilion.

Fang Yue sneered in his heart, he had already seen Qingyang's intention.

However, he also wanted to know the whereabouts of his brother's family, and it wouldn't hurt to explore the Xuantian Pavilion at the same time.

He pondered for a moment, and then said: "Brother Qingyang, since you said so, I will go with you to the Xuantian Pavilion.

However, I hope that this trip to Xuantian Pavilion can truly solve the problems I am concerned about. "

After hearing this, Qingyang's eyes flashed with joy. He nodded quickly and said: "Brother Fang, don't worry, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer when I go to Xuantian Pavilion this time."

After the two discussed it, they decided to go to Xuantian Pavilion immediately.

Although Fang Yue appeared calm on the surface, he was full of vigilance and expectation in his heart.

He hopes to find the whereabouts of his brother's family and is also prepared to deal with any changes that may occur.

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A quarter of an hour later.

Fang Yue and the other two came to the gate of Xuantian Pavilion.

This magnificent building stands in the mountains, majestic and gives people a solemn and mysterious feeling.

Fang Yue looked up and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the Xuantian Pavilion was indeed well-deserved.

After entering Xuantian Pavilion, Qingyang led Fang Yue through the winding corridors and courtyards, and finally came to a spacious study room.

The furnishings in the study are simple and elegant, with some precious calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, revealing a strong cultural heritage.

"Brother Fang, please wait a moment, I will go and ask the library owner to come over." Qingyang said, turned and left the study.

Fang Yue stayed alone in the study. He looked around, secretly wary in his heart.

He knows he is in danger and must stay awake and calm at all times.

At the same time, he also wanted to see what the conspiracy was in the Xuantian Pavilion, and whether his brother and his family were here.

Soon, Qingyang led a middle-aged man into the study.

This man is tall and has a majestic face, giving people a feeling of calmness and authority.

He is the owner of Xuantian Pavilion—Ren Xuantian.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, I have admired your name for a long time. It is a blessing to see you today." Xuantian smiled and bowed his hand to Fang Yue.

Fang Yue also returned the gift with his hand and said with a smile: "The real person has been praised too much, and I am just a passer-by in the world.

It is my honor to be able to meet the real person today. "

Master Xuantian asked Fang Yue to sit down, and then ordered someone to serve him tea.

He picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and said slowly: "Fellow Daoist Fang, why did you come here this time?"

Fang Yue did not hide anything and said directly: "Master, I am here mainly for two things.

First, I would like to thank Brother Qingyang for reminding me that the Shadow Pavilion might be bad for me.

The second is to ask real people for news about my long-lost brother and his family. "

Upon hearing this, Master Xuantian put down the tea cup in his hand, looked at Fang Yue and said, "Of course I have heard about Fellow Daoist Fang.

Regarding the Shadow Pavilion, they are indeed an opponent that cannot be ignored. Fellow Daoist Fang must deal with them carefully.

As for the news about your brother's family, I do know some information, but I am not sure of its authenticity. "

Fang Yue's heart tightened when he heard this, and he quickly said: "I would like to hear the details."

Mr. Xuantian pondered for a moment and then spoke slowly: "According to the information I have received, your brother's family seems to have been captured by the Wei royal family and is currently being held in a secret prison in this city."

Fang Yue was shocked when he heard the news, but his face remained calm.

He took a deep breath, tried to calm his emotions, and then asked: "Ma'am, is this source reliable?"

"Our people, although they haven't seen it exactly, it should be true."

Xuantian said in a deep voice, "The Emperor of Wei is about to die and the throne is vacant. Of course some of them want the Dragon Soul of Luck to stabilize themselves and seize the throne!"

"So, does your Xuantian Pavilion also want the Luck Dragon Soul in me?" Fang Yue's tone revealed a hint of coldness. He looked directly at Xuantian, trying to read the true meaning in his eyes. intention.

Mr. Xuantian was stunned for a moment, then regained his composure. He slowly said, "Haha, it seems that fellow Taoist Fang already knows. Youdao is a common man who harbors a jade without any guilt. If you want to blame him, you can only blame fellow Taoist Fang for taking it instead of taking it." something.”

After Fang Yue heard this, he sneered in his heart. He had already expected that Xuantian Pavilion also had plans for his Luck Dragon Soul, but he didn't expect them to express it so straightforwardly.

"Master, so you Xuantian Pavilion wants to be my enemy?" There was a hint of chill in Fang Yue's tone.

Master Xuantian shook his head and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Fang misunderstood. We don't want to be your enemy, but we hope that you can take the initiative to hand over the Luck Dragon Soul.

After all, this thing in your hands will only bring you endless trouble. And our Xuantian Pavilion is capable enough to protect you and your family. "

When Fang Yue heard this, he even sneered in his heart.

He knew the importance of the Luck Dragon Soul, and he also understood that once he handed it over, he would lose all his chips.

He looked at Master Xuantian and said word by word: "Master, it seems there is nothing to talk about."

Xuantian raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he did not expect Fang Yue to be so decisive. He was silent for a while, and then slowly spoke: "Fellow Daoist Fang, are you sure you won't think about it again? You know, being our enemy is not a wise choice."

"Haha, even if I am willing, wouldn't the real person take action? Brother Qingyang, am I right?"

Fang Yue chuckled and turned in one direction, with a hint of joking in his words.

"Yes, Brother Fang is too understanding sometimes, which is not necessarily a good thing."

Qingyang walked out of the shadows in a corner of the study and looked at Fang Yue with a complex expression, "Since you know our intentions, we can't leave you alone."

Fang Yue smiled coldly, his body did not move, but his eyes revealed a cold chill:

"Brother Qingyang, is this how you treat guests? It's really disappointing."

Mr. Xuantian also stood up at this moment, his expression became serious and indifferent: "Fang Yue, don't toast me and eat as a penalty.

Hand over the Luck Dragon Soul, and I can guarantee the safety of you and your family. "

"Guarantee? Why should I trust you?"

Fang Yue's tone was full of sarcasm, "Master, what's the difference between your Xuantian Pavilion and Shadow Pavilion? They are both unscrupulous and greedy."

"Humph, I don't know how to appreciate it!"

Xuantian snorted coldly, and disappeared instantly. The next moment, he appeared in front of Fang Yue, and slapped Fang Yue's chest with a palm.

Fang Yue was prepared earlier and dodged the palm in a flash. At the same time, he struck with his backhand towards Xuantian's ribs.

The two exchanged several moves in an instant, and the energy in the study was so strong that the books on the bookshelf were scattered all over the floor.

Qingyang watched the battle from the side, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

He quietly moved to the door of the study, preparing to give Fang Yue a fatal blow when he was not prepared.

However, Fang Yue has so much combat experience that he has already noticed Qingyang's movements.

While fighting fiercely with Xuantian, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and suddenly kicked the bookshelf, and a book flew towards Qingyang with a fierce momentum.

Qingyang was caught off guard and had to dodge sideways. The book flew past his cheek and was almost injured.

At this moment, Fang Yue suddenly ducked out of the way, using the force of the counterattack from Xuantian's palm to instantly arrive in front of Qingyang, and punched him in the chest.

Qingyang was shocked and turned pale. He wanted to dodge but it was too late, so he had to respond hastily, facing Fang Yue's iron fist with both palms.

There was only a muffled sound of "bang", Qingyang was knocked back several steps by Fang Yue's punch, and he hit the wall, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Fang, your strength has indeed broken through. It's a pity that you stepped into Xuantian Pavilion today. No matter how strong you are here, you have to surrender!" Qingyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a sneer.

Fang Yue raised his brows slightly when he heard the words, but was not swayed by Qingyang's words.

But at this moment, a strange energy fluctuation filled the air, and suddenly the runes in all directions in the room lit up.

Fang Yue suddenly felt a strong binding force coming from all directions, as if he was tightly trapped by an invisible net.

He was shocked and immediately realized that this was a trap set by Xuantian Pavilion.

"Hahaha, Fang Yue, do you think you can escape easily? This is my Xuantian Pavilion's grand formation - the eight-door golden lock formation!" Xuantian said with a proud smile.

Fang Yue looked around and saw mysterious runes lit up in every corner of the study. They seemed to come alive, interweaving into a dense net in the air, trapping him tightly.

He tried to circulate his vitality to break free, but found that his vitality seemed so insignificant in front of this formation.

"You have planned all this a long time ago, what a good trick!" Fang Yue said coldly, with a hint of anger in his tone.

"Humph, we must be careful when dealing with masters like you. However, now you can't escape. Although I don't know what method you used to refine the luck dragon soul, there is a picture of the true form of ten thousand dragons in my Xuantian Pavilion, which can extract the dragon soul."

Xuantian Zhenren said, flipping his palm, a picture scroll shining with golden light appeared in his hand, with countless lifelike dragon patterns drawn on the scroll, each of which seemed to contain infinite power.

"This is the treasure of my Xuantian Pavilion - the Ten Thousand Dragons True Form Map. Today, I will let you experience its power and completely remove the dragon soul in your body!"

As soon as the voice fell, Xuantian Zhenren threw the Ten Thousand Dragons True Form Map into the air. The scroll quickly unfolded, and golden light shone brightly. The dragon shape in the picture seemed to come alive, circling and dancing in the air.

Fang Yue felt a strong suction coming from the picture, as if to pull his soul out of his body.

He was startled, knowing that this was Xuantian Zhenren urging the power of the Ten Thousand Dragons True Form Map to try to deprive him of the luck dragon soul in his body.

At this moment, Fang Yue was like being in the center of a storm.

But at this moment, Fang Yue was not panicked.

Because although this suction force was strong, there was no luck dragon soul in his body at this moment. Therefore, this suction force actually sucked nothing.

Fang Yue looked at Xuantian Zhenren and Qingyang coldly, sneering in his heart.

The luck dragon soul was absorbed and refined by his talent, and at this moment there was no dragon soul breath in his body.

Although the Ten Thousand Dragons True Shape Diagram is powerful, it has no effect on him.

However, Fang Yue did not immediately expose this fact.

He deliberately pretended to struggle, as if he was resisting the suction of the Ten Thousand Dragons True Shape Diagram with all his strength, in order to confuse Xuan Tian Zhenren and Qing Yang.

At the same time, he secretly accumulated strength and prepared to give the two a fatal blow.

"Haha, the power of the Luck Dragon Soul is indeed strong, which can make your strength soar in just a few months. But now this power will soon belong to me."

Qing Yang looked at Fang Yue's "struggle" and showed a cruel smile on his face.

Xuan Tian Zhenren also thought that Fang Yue was being gradually deprived of his dragon soul by the Ten Thousand Dragons True Shape Diagram, and showed a smug smile on his face:

"Fang Yue, don't resist in vain. The Luck Dragon Soul is not a power you can control, so just hand it over obediently." (End of this chapter)