Hua Shuying was wearing a water-green skirt, and Qianyin chuckled, making people feel intoxicated. Although Fang Ling's current cultivation level has improved a lot compared to the past, she still felt a sense of gentleness in her heart when facing Hua Shuying.

But when his eyes were withdrawn from Hua Shuying, he couldn't help but think of the figure who told him.

The flowers were bright back then, and the smile of that person was like a flower.

Although she had not practiced and would eventually turn into dust, Fang Ling could watch her grow old, but could not see her burial in the hands of others.

Although the young master of Qingyuan died, he could not relieve Fang Ling's hatred.

After calming down for a while, Fang Ling slowly stood up and said, "Then I'll go and ask Lin Yu and see what good things are there here."

Fang Ling is easy to find where Lin Yu is. Although the thing that blocks the spiritual consciousness confused Fang Ling's spiritual consciousness when Fang Ling searched, there was no big restriction between them.

When Fang Ling found Lin Yu, Lin Yu was sitting quietly under a flower tree in the palace. The green table and stone benches were a unique feeling.

"If you are not there to accompany Sister Hua and the others, why do you come to me for your sake? You cruel guy, after you have been away for so long, I wonder how worried they are?" When Fang Ling sat down opposite Lin Yu, Lin Yu asked with a hint of anger in his words.

Fang Ling sat down on the stone bench opposite Lin Yu, and then said softly: "Sister Lin Yu, I want to know what is the thing that can block my spiritual consciousness here?"

"It turns out that I want to know this, then come with me." Lin Yu stood up from his seat and said with a smile: " Speaking of which, I only found this thing in the mud behind the palace in recent years."

"Although I think it is a bit extraordinary, it has no other use except to block the monk's spiritual consciousness. If you come back from a large place and help me see what this thing is?"

While talking, Lin Yu took Fang Ling and walked towards the back of the palace. After crossing several trails, Lin Yu stopped in front of a grassland.

One by one, under Lin Yu's white little hands, it turned into a little yellow light and fell into the grassland.

A large entrance slowly appeared under the flat land, and Lin Yu was the first to walk in.

There were hundreds of steps at the entrance. When Fang Ling followed the steps to the ground, his eyes suddenly fell on a light yellow stone tablet that was three feet and six inches high.

This stone tablet looks mottled, and I don’t know how many years it has been.

And the moment he saw the stone tablet for the first time, Fang Ling felt that there seemed to be no big patterns in the stone tablet.

But the moment he saw the stone tablet, he felt that the stone tablet was extraordinary. He even felt that the stone tablet was like a dragon trapped in the mud. Once he was allowed to fly to the sky, he would definitely be able to spread the clouds and rain.

He stared at the stone tablet tightly, looking inch by inch, wanting to see a word, even a Taoist pattern in the stone tablet.

But unfortunately, there is nothing in this stone tablet.

Fang Ling used his spiritual sense to sense this stone tablet. As a Taoist lord-level existence, his spiritual sense could sense all things in the world. However, under his spiritual sense, he felt that this should be just a stone tablet.

Could this be one of the eight divine monuments that Qingmang Daojun was looking for?

Fang Ling stretched out his hand and raised the stone tablet. The stone tablet gave Fang Ling the feeling. It seemed that there was no difference except for being a little heavier.

He used his mana to activate the stone tablet. The stone tablet had no reaction to the mana that Fang Ling poured in.

Fang Ling used more than a dozen methods in his face in an instant, but each method was useless at all. The stone tablet was quiet, like a real stone.

"I have tried all kinds of methods, but none of them work," Lin Yu said with a disgust: "If I hadn't found that this stone tablet was really extraordinary, I would not pick it up from the mud without saying anything."

"Fortunately, he got it right after picking it up this time. With it, it can block the spiritual consciousness sweeping from outside, and I don't know why."

After carefully observing the stone tablet, Fang Ling pulled Lin Yu and arrived at the area where Lin Yu discovered the stone tablet.

However, Fang Ling searched all over a hundred miles and found nothing related to this stone tablet.

"This stone tablet is not simple. Maybe the Qingyuan Young Master and the others came here this time for this stone tablet." Fang Ling gently patted the stone tablet with his palm, and said with a hint of emotion in his words.

Lin Yu smiled: "This stone tablet is not too far from where I woke up for the first time. Maybe it can help me recall my previous life?"

"Okay, if this guy is really as expensive as you said, I'll give him to you first, it's useless to put it here."

Fang Ling looked at Lin Yu deeply, but did not refuse. First, there was no need to be polite between him and Lin Yu, and secondly, Fang Ling was really curious about what special this stone tablet has.

After spending a beautiful night, Fang Ling was preparing to return to the Sankong Holy Realm first. Although he wanted to kill the Qingmang Zhoutian world immediately, Fang Ling was no longer the passionate young man back then, and he still knew the principle that sharpening a knife would not delay chopping wood.

Although the clone of Qingmang Daojun's Taoist Lord was shocked and killed by him, Qingmang Daojun was a Taoist Lord level. After all, he did not have an accurate estimate of Qingmang Daojun's strength. He rashly killed him, and he didn't know the outcome.

Therefore, Fang Ling wanted to conquer the golden sacred tree first and further improve his strength so that he could grasp it even greater.

Before this, Fang Ling was about to arrange all the people hiding in the North Sea one by one. Qingyuan Shaojun's strength had been destroyed by him, so these people didn't have to hide here.

Fang Ling convened this time the hosts of the Zhendao Sect, such as Fu Jing, Bai Li Taifeng, and the elders of Zong Zhou.

But when Fang Ling was sitting in the hall, he found that there were a lot of people coming from the Ji family of Zongzhou.

The people from the Scream and True Taoism combined are not as many as the children of the Ji family, and many of the Ji family's children looked at Fang Ling, and it seemed that they were a little less friendly.

Could these guys be really like...

Thinking of what Fu Jingbo said, Fang Ling picked up the corners of his mouth gently, but Fu Jingbo was extremely nervous at this moment.

He felt that at this moment, the disciples of the Ji family were already a little impatient to regain their former glory and power.

This is nothing. Fu Jingbo thinks he can understand their urgency, but Fu Jingbo hopes that the development of things should be as good as he expected.

"Senior Brother Fu, Senior Brother Li, Qingyuan Shaojun and others have been killed, and Zhou Yu is time to come out to take charge of the overall situation."

Fang Ling sat firmly on the throne and ordered Fu Jingbai and Li Taifeng lightly. To be continued.

PS: It's late, please forgive me, brothers, wuwu, the hero killing has reached nearly 300,000 words, I hope you all support me
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