After Zhuo Junhui handed his Great Sumeru Order to the old man, the old man had a magic weapon that looked like a white jade plate in his hand. He glanced at the Great Sumeru Order, and then said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Zhuo, please gather in the hall in three days."

Fang Ling also learned from Zhuo Junhui and handed over his Great Sumeru Order. When the jade plate magic weapon swept the Great Sumeru Order in Fang Ling's hand, the old man with a smile suddenly became tight.

"My fellow Taoist's Great Sumeru Order has some problems. I don't think so. I'll ask the above for instructions now. Fellow Taoist will come here tomorrow!" The old man's eyes flashed and he said softly to Fang Ling.

Fang Ling kept staring at the old man. From the old man's twitching eyes, he felt that the old man must be hiding something from him.

As his eyes flashed, he asked faintly: "What's wrong with my Great Sumeru Order?"

The old man's expression changed and then said in a deep voice: "This Sumeru Jade Plate shows that there is something wrong with your Great Sumeru Order. As for what the problem is, I can't tell you now."

A large Sumeru Order, many sects from countries gathered together to compete. How could Fang Ling leave by himself just because he had a problem?

He glanced coldly at the old man and said lightly: "Come it!"

"Fellow Taoist, I think this Great Sumeru Order is still..." The old man held the Great Sumeru Order tightly and said to Fang Ling with a smile.

Fang Ling realized something was wrong here more and more. He took a step forward suddenly and said in a deep voice: "Take it for me!"

"You dare to act wild here, you are really lawless. Let me tell you, if anyone dares to cause trouble here, the monks in the world will kill them together!"

The old man saw Fang Ling still insisting on his Great Sumeru Order. He was anxious for a moment and said with a hint of threat in his words.

He didn't know that his performance made Fang Ling feel more and more confused. His Great Sumeru Order was the Great Sumeru Order of the Northern Yan Kingdom. It has not appeared in the world for thousands of years, but it is indeed the Great Sumeru Order.

The Great Sumeru Order painted by Zhuo Jun just now was not abnormal. He was the same as his, but the old man's attitude was different.

What's more, now he holds his Great Sumeru Order, clever words and despises, coercion and temptation, and maybe there will be some conspiracy.

Therefore, Fang Ling's color changed and his body had already arrived strangely in front of the old man. Before the old man could react, the Great Sumeru Order had fallen back into Fang Ling's hands.

The old man had only one feeling about Fang Ling at this time, that is, fast!

It was so fast that he didn't have time to react!

When he saw the Great Sumeru Order in Fang Ling's hand, the old man's eyes rolled. He just opened his mouth to shout, but felt a murderous intent that directly enveloped his heart.

As long as he dares to move a little, this murderous intent can ruthlessly stir him into pieces like the water of the turbulent rivers!

Although the sect is very important to him, his own life is the foundation. What is more important than his own life?

The old man closed his mouth very tactfully. After the murderous intent slowly relaxed a little, he said: "Your Excellency, I just want to figure out a little abnormality."

Fang Ling glanced at the old man indifferently and said coldly: "You Qianqing Sect is only responsible for registering the people entering Mount Daxumeru. As for the authenticity of the Great Sumeru Order, it is not your turn to test it."

The old man's face suddenly turned gray.

Fang Ling was a little grateful to Zhuo Junhui at this time. If he hadn't talked all the way, he wouldn't have known the rules.

"Say, why do you want to test my Great Sumeru Order?" Fang Ling naturally would not miss this opportunity, and there was a hint of strength in his words.

"This...this..." The old man was reluctant to tell the real reason, but as Fang Ling's eyes became more and more cold, he knew that if he wanted to hide it, there would definitely be no good results.

"Your Great Sumeru Order has not appeared for a while, so I just felt......"

Fang Ling's expression moved when the old man said that. Although he showed murderous aura, he was unwilling to kill people just without saying a word here.

After all, for him, the most important thing now is to enter Mount Dasumi, and to use the Bodhi tree to understand the secret of breaking the elixir and becoming a baby.

"Register it!" Although Fang Ling didn't believe what the old man said so simply, he didn't want to delay here and said coldly to the old man.

Of course, the old man was unwilling to do so, but Fang Ling didn't care whether he was willing or not. Under the urge of his noble aura, the old man couldn't feel any rebellious. He directly grabbed the old man's palm and swept his Great Sumeru Order with the jade plate.

"Brother, you're so domineering!" After Fang Ling walked out of the hall, Zhuo Junhui slapped Fang Ling's shoulder with a punch and said with a big smile.

Fang Ling's thoughts were not here in Zhuo Junhui. The moment he grabbed the old man's palm, he had already brought his carefully refined red beetle into the old man's sleeve.

Although this old man was a real person of Jindan, his mind was shocked by Fang Ling just now, so it was naturally difficult to find the red beetle that Fang Ling placed on him.

Although the red beetle is not good at defending against enemies, it is a good choice to get some information.

As for Zhuo Junhui, Fang Ling was also a little more alert. Although this guy seemed careless on the surface and spoke without restraint, he was definitely not the kind of person who was not scheming. When Fang Ling had a conflict with the old man just now, he stood aside and saw everything clearly, but said nothing.

This is naturally not his talking personality, and Fang Ling thinks that this is exactly what he is smart about.

Therefore, after pondering for a moment, Fang Ling said lightly: "You said, why did that person get moved by my Great Sumeru Order?"

"I really don't know this, but Brother Fang, the Qianqing Sect is in the limelight recently. Some people say that their strength is almost among the top fifty of the world's cultivation sects."

Speaking of this, Zhuo Junhui slapped his head and said, "Oh, I seem to have forgotten something, let's talk about it later."

After Zhuo Junhui finished speaking, he was like a frightened rabbit leaving quickly. Fang Ling didn't think there was anything wrong with his unfaithful behavior. After all, the two of them were just a chance meeting. If they wanted someone to slap their swords for you, it would be a delusion and would never be possible.

After pondering for a moment, Fang Ling casually found a hotel in the city, asked for a small courtyard, closed his eyes and sensed the red beetle with his heart.

Now, his spiritual sense is not inferior to the ancestors in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage. In just a moment of effort, he sensed the position of the red beetle.

The old man who wanted to take him the Great Sumeru Order was in a huge cave hall full of forbiddenness. If Fang Ling's spiritual sense had not come in through the red beetle, it would have been a headache for the forbidden part of the hall.

But now, what made him feel even more stressed was the Taoist sitting on the jade platform, with a full moon and a floating beard.

This Taoist man has the cultivation level of the early stage of the Nascent Soul, but at this time his face, which should be as peaceful as an immortal, was a little more ferocious.

"What did you say? The Great Sumeru Order belonging to the Northern Yan Kingdom actually appeared!"

"Yes, uncle, my disciple wanted to rely on his identity as a welcome guest to detain the Great Sumeru Order, but he did not expect that the boy holding the Great Sumeru Order of Northern Yan was extremely cunning, and his methods were far better than his nephew!"

The old man's head was already lying on the ground, which shows his fear of the Nascent Soul Ancestor.

The Nascent Soul Ancestor snorted, and his eyes flashed, and he said lightly: "Do you know where that person is now?"

"Report to the uncle, after this man left, the disciple had arranged all the disciples to stare at the man through the sect's order jade talisman. According to the report just now, the man lived in a shop in Xicheng."

The old man was nervous, but he was relieved at this time. He knew the character of this uncle and knew very well that he had escaped this time.

The Nascent Soul Ancestor, who was sitting on the jade bed, did not speak anymore, and a man standing beside him and looking over thirty years old said in a deep voice: "Uncle Master, now is the most important time for my Qianqing Sect. The Great Sumeru Order of the Northern Yan Kingdom must not be allowed to appear."

"Our Qianqing Sect has worked hard for several generations and has sold out a lot of benefits. Only then can we win over the disappearing Great Sumeru Order of the Northern Yan Kingdom to our Qianqing Sect. As long as the Great Sumeru Order of the Northern Yan Kingdom does not appear this time, our Qianqing Sect will have a complete merit."

"And once that man takes the Great Sumeru Order to attend the Great Sumeru Meeting, those sects that oppose us will never miss this opportunity."

The Nascent Soul Ancestor, who was sitting cross-legged on the jade collapse, nodded and said, "Jingxu, you are right, then what do you think we should do now?"

"Uncle Master, in the eyes of my disciples, this matter is not difficult to deal with. Just kill the person who comes!" As the man spoke, he raised his eyebrows and said, "He deserves to die, who made him block the way of our Qianqing Sect!"

A hint of praise rose in the eyes of the ancestor of the Nascent Soul. He stood up from the jade collapse and said, "Those who can participate in the Great Sumeru Conference have some extraordinary means, otherwise, with Jingtong's strength, they would not be forced to hand over the things they got."

"Disciple is incompetent!" The old man was so scared that his face looked like a slut, and he hurriedly knelt respectfully on the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the verge of the

However, the Nascent Soul Ancestor had no time to pay attention to him, but said indifferently: "The efforts of our Qianqing Sect for so many years cannot be wasted. Jingxu, wait a moment, you will kill that person with Jinghe and the others."

While speaking, the old man patted his little Qiankun bag, and a bead as big as a fist flew out of the little Qiankun bag. In an instant, the rolling red light shone on the entire hall.

Jingxu and others looked at the bead and showed a hint of envy. They knew that the bead was made by the old man who killed a six-clawed heavenly centifolia in the Nascentiate and refined it with the Yuan pill of that heavenly centifolia.

This bead can not only shine thousands of miles, but also activate a kind of three-yin corrupt fire generated in the belly of the sky centipede. As long as an ordinary Jindan real person is infected with a trace, he will be dead. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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