Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Fang Lin stood there for a long time.

After a long time, he slowly closed his eyes.

At this time, it is already the fifth watch, and it will be dawn in a few hours.

However, before leaving, Fang Lin still has one thing to do!

He put away the feeling of separation in his heart and walked alone on the street.

But soon, he disappeared from the street like a ghost.

After breaking through to the Spiritual Void Realm, Ling Bobu made a qualitative leap, and his speed became several levels faster.

When he reappeared, Fang Lin stopped in a remote place in the north of the city.

This place is known as the cemetery of Xianwu Academy cultivators. Even during the day, few cultivators come here, let alone at night.

At that time, there was silence all around, and Fang Lin could hear his own breathing clearly.

In the dark night, only a faint ray of moonlight casts down from the sky, becoming the only light here.

However, to Fang Lin, this was nothing.

He walked alone in the alley, looking around as if looking for something.

After walking about two hundred meters, Fang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Under the dim moonlight, a rickety old man was sitting on the street with a cigarette in the corner of his mouth.

Fang Lin took three steps at a time, walked forward, and said enthusiastically: "Old man, you are still sitting here so late, be careful of catching a cold, why don't I take you back!"

The old man was startled by the sudden sound, and jumped up with a "crack" sound.

At the same time, he was extremely agile, and several silver needles whizzed out from his cuffs.

During the day, this kind of hidden weapon would be hard to guard against, let alone now, in the dark of night, when one's skills are limited, the silver needle in the sleeve is a big killer weapon.

Whoosh!

There was a subtle sound in the air, and Fang Lin didn't even think about it, so he jumped into the air to avoid the whizzing silver needle.

Looking back, I can only see not far away

There were several small holes penetrated by silver needles in the wall.

Behind the wall, a cultivator fell in a pool of blood, dying with his eyes open.

Obviously, this unlucky guy didn't even know how he died.

"Are you Fang Lin?"

At this moment, a lifeless voice came from the rickety old man guarding the door.

That kind of sound can make people's scalp tingle when they hear it in the dark night. Even Fang Lin, an expert in art, feels unnatural at this moment.

"good!"

Seeing that the other party had no intention of taking action again, Fang Lin put away his aura and slowly fell down.

The old man did have a bit of a temper.

He glanced at Fang Lin, continued to sit down, took a puff of cigarette, and said without saltiness, "Young Master Fang is not welcome here, please leave alone!"

Fang Lin smiled calmly and said: "Whether you welcome me or not, it's not up to you to decide!"

When the old man saw that Fang Lin wanted to find trouble, he rolled his eyes and was about to take action.

However, Fang Lin was one step ahead of him!

brush!

Taking one step forward, he was already in front of the old man. A cold voice, like a thousand years of snow, sounded in the old man's ears.

"If you want the dog's life, just take me to see your shopkeeper, otherwise, I will slaughter all the people in the west of the city!"

Half a month ago, Fang Lin really didn't have such ability.

But now, with his feet in the spiritual realm, a flaming fairy spirit in one hand, and a blue frost sword in the other, he really has the strength to say such words.

The old man felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and the feeling of death spread in his heart. He quickly agreed to Fang Lin with a trembling voice.

It was just a job, and he didn't want to lose his life.

In addition, Fang Lin is a ruthless character who has killed even the huge Xiao family. I am really not qualified to fight with Fang Lin.

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"The old gentleman is frightened!"

Fang Lin received the old man's consent, smiled and put away his breath, and at the same time tidied the old man's clothes thoughtfully.

The old man felt this scene silently, but felt that Fang Lin was as terrifying as a devil.

One second she wanted to take his life, but this second she was caringly arranging his clothes.

Such a young man is cruel and ruthless, no wonder he can kick out the Xiao family that has been entrenched in Xianwu City for hundreds of years.

The old man's mind was racing very fast at this moment, but his hand did not stop and he opened the door tremblingly. .??.

Squeak...

The heavy sound of the wooden door was extremely harsh in the moonlit night.

As the door slowly opened, the scene inside came into Fang Lin's eyes.

There were ten cultivators standing side by side around him, and their cultivation had reached the spiritual realm.

Although most of them are one-star or two-star spiritual cultivators, with such strength, they have to stay here to guard the door. It is conceivable that this small courtyard is not ordinary.

As Fang Lin stepped into the courtyard, all twenty eyes fell on Fang Lin.

There was a faint hint of putting pressure on Fang Lin.

If ordinary cultivators saw this scene, they might be afraid.

But Fang Lin did not flinch when facing the eight major sects. The twenty people in front of him were simply a small scene to him.

Boom!

Then, the door of the hall slowly opened.

From inside, a loud voice came: "It's great to have friends from far away. Mr. Fang, please come in!"

So, under the gaze of everyone, Fang Lin strode into the main hall.

There is a universe inside!

Although it looks like a dilapidated courtyard, the decoration inside the main hall is extremely luxurious.

Using luminous beads as lamps, the main hall is brightly lit, and the surrounding mahogany furniture

Under this light, there was a bright and shiny light.

The most eye-catching thing is the lion seat in the main hall!

A middle-aged man in his forties sat firmly on it.

Although there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, there was an inexplicable majesty.

This kind of momentum is the natural power of a strong person who has been in the upper position for a long time.

In addition, there are two people sitting on both sides of the main seat, one fat and one thin.

They looked evil and stared at Fang Lin fiercely as soon as Fang Lin came in.

Fang Lin looked around, and then his eyes fell on the middle-aged man. He slightly cupped his hands and said, "Sir, his aura is calm, his power is like a rainbow river, and his eyes are full of energy. He must be the famous Mr. Dongguo Tu of Xianwucheng!"

The middle-aged man in the main seat was slightly startled when he heard Fang Lin's words.

In this Xianwu City, everyone who knew his name was already dead. How did Fang Lin know his name?

However, when he thought that Fang Lin could find this place and had a very good relationship with Wan Qingshan, he understood.

Hongxing Chamber of Commerce dares to offend anyone!

Dongguo Tu calmed down, smiled loudly, and said, "Master Fang is joking. In terms of reputation, I, Dong Guo Tu, am just a nobody. You are the star of Xianwu City!"

Fang Lin casually found a seat and sat down, tapping the table gently, and said in a leisurely manner: "Mr. Dongguo, you are so humble, I am just making a name for myself, your ability to make money is much better than mine! "

After hearing these words, Dongguo Tu didn't answer and narrowed his eyes slightly.

As the saying goes, there is nothing wrong without going to the Three Treasures Palace.

He and Fang Lin had never crossed paths, but now Fang Lin came to visit in the middle of the night and was fighting with him. This matter was definitely not that simple.

However, Dongguo Tu was also an old fox. He laughed, waved, and asked someone to serve Fang Lin a pot of tea.

The night was very long, and Fang Lin was not easily dismissed.