Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

"This Qingyuan Pill is really strange and the effect is surprisingly good."

Seeing Fang Lin's expression, Luo Wanlin smiled, "Master Fang worked hard all night to refine elixirs, but we can't do anything. It's just a pill. I wish I could help Master Fang."

Fang Lin nodded, "How are things going with the Qingyun Sect?"

Luo Wanlin's face immediately became serious when he saw Fang Lin getting back to business so quickly.

"We have found out that this sect is neither big nor small. It is located in the southeast."

With that said, Luo Wanlin took out a scroll and placed it on the table in front of Fang Lin.

"In terms of combat power, the highest combat power of Qingyun Sect is only a late-stage God King. In addition, there are two mid-stage God-Kings. There are four in the early stage of God-King. The rest are not even God Kings. Just a guy."

Listening to this description, a look of thought flashed in Fang Lin's eyes.

He took the scroll and took a look. On the scroll was the map of Qingyun Sect.

Fang Lin thought for a moment, then raised his eyes and asked, "Are there any strong men in the late stage of the God King in the All Heavens Branch?"

Luo Wanlin's eyes flashed for a moment when he heard this.

The intention behind such words has been put on the table, and Fang Lin is straightforward.

Luo Wanlin didn't hesitate, "Of course there will be god kings in the later stages. Even if Master Fang needs it, it's not impossible to invite someone at the god level."

Fang Lin nodded, "Go and ask the two God Kings to come with me in the later stage, as soon as possible."

"After the matter is completed, each of the two god kings will have a bottle of divine liquid in the later stage. You, President Luo, will also have one bottle. The remaining seven bottles will be taken out according to the normal process."

After the words fell, Fang Lin flashed the space ring in his hand, and a whole row of pill bottles appeared neatly on the table, no more, no less, exactly ten bottles!

Luo Wanlin couldn't help but his eyes suddenly became hot.

although

Although there are only ten pill bottles, how could Luo Wanlin not know the value of these pill bottles in front of him?

The total value of these things may have reached tens of millions of spiritual stones!

And these were just refined by Fang Lin within three days!

No, to be exact, Fang Lin's three days created far more than the ten bottles in front of him!

Luo Wanlin couldn't help but take a deep breath, "Master Fang is so generous, Luo is really... Don't worry, Master Fang, Luo will get things done as soon as possible!"

Fang Lin nodded when he saw this, "Thank you, President Luo, for your hard work. Fang will take a rest here first."

Luo Wanlin clasped his fists, "Master Fang, please help yourself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Wanlin put away ten bottles of divine liquid, then stood up and left.

Watching the door close, a bit of coldness gradually appeared in Fang Lin's eyes.

Do you think it’s a joke to destroy your whole family?

Fang Lin is where he is today, it's all thanks to that Song Qingyun!

Recalling everything that happened that day, Fang Lin's murderous intention seemed to be even stronger.

Time is also fate!

…

In the sky, there was a magnificent boat whizzing by.

There are three floors on the boat. Although it is not as good as the seven-story boat on the way to the semi-finals, there are only three people traveling this time, so it is quite satisfactory.

After all, a boat costs at least one million spirit stones. Not everyone can own it, and most of them are in the hands of some forces.

If Fang Lin can buy a boat casually, he can definitely be regarded as a rich man with free wealth.

On the rooftop, Fang Lin was dressed in a white warlord uniform, sitting in front of the coffee table and shaking the teacup. The heat in the teacup slowly emerged, and Fang Lin's movements seemed unhurried.

Not far away, Luo Wanlin was leaning on the railing, looking at Fang Lin and couldn't help but smile slightly, "Fellow Daoist Fang is so open-minded, he doesn't even know that he is about to do something big!"

On the other side, an old man with white hair and beard leaned on the recliner, turned his head and glanced at Fang Lin and couldn't help but chuckle.

"To be able to break out of the siege in the battle of the heavens, President Luo must not underestimate our guest from the headquarters! I heard that this year's semi-final venue was chosen to be the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Burials! What kind of place is that? That’s the alien’s territory!”

When Fang Lin heard this, there was no trace of emotion on his face.

"It's just a matter of cause and effect. What is coming is never late. If this is my disaster, panic or anxiety will still not escape my fate. Why not take it calmly?" ??

Luo Wanlin couldn't help but have some admiration in his eyes, "With Master Fang's state of mind, he is worthy of being a guest at the headquarters! If I could be like fellow Taoist Fang earlier, I can't believe my achievements will be even higher than today."

Fang Lin turned his head, his eyes inexplicably deep, "The past cannot be repeated, but the future can be changed. Although President Luo is older than me, the years to come are still very long, so why not be more confident?"

Luo Wanlin couldn't help but smile bitterly, but after a moment, his eyes became more solemn.

"What Fang Keqing said is that Luo has learned a lesson. Things in the future have not happened yet. Nothing is impossible."

Fang Lin withdrew his gaze, put the teacup on the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly.

"On this trip, if there are no accidents, you two only need to help me hold back the late-stage god king and the two mid-stage god kings. The rest will be done by myself.

deal with. "

Luo Wanlin's eyes froze slightly when he heard this, but he didn't say much.

On the other hand, the old man Zheng Feng didn't look surprised at all, as if he had absolute trust in Fang Lin's decision-making.

Time passed quickly in such leisurely fashion.

A few days later, the scene under the boat turned into continuous green mountains.

Luo Wanlin looked down, and after a moment, an aura gradually emerged from his body.

"The Qingshan Sect is in this mountain range. Are you two ready?"

Zheng Feng chuckled, "I have been waiting for a long time. It is Zheng's honor to be able to attend this feast with the guests from the headquarters as three people. Not to mention that there are no accidents this time. So what if it’s extremely dangerous?”

Fang Lin still seemed tepid, and just nodded casually.

Until a moment later, the boat suddenly stopped and floated in mid-air!

Luo Wanlin turned around and looked at Fang Lin, "This is it!"

Fang Lin then stood up and walked towards the edge step by step.

Looking down, among the mountains, one can see a continuous stretch of palace buildings hidden among the lush foliage.

In the mountains, there are all kinds of disciples flying or walking among them.

It was a bustling and prosperous scene.

Fang Lin looked at it for a moment, then stood up and flew out of the boat, "Let's go down for a visit."

The two people behind him immediately followed, the boat was put away by Luo Wanlin, and the three of them landed like this.

At the foot of the mountain, a huge arch can be seen standing. At the top, there are majestic words, Qingshan Sect!