While Fang Ling was secretly happy about his thoughts, he felt that doing this was a bit risky. The risk of robbing a large sect was very high. Maybe if you were not careful, you would be bombarded by the strong men of the sect.

What's more, every sect has one or two means to protect the sect. For example, the Baitu Thousand Wrap Formation in Baitu Palace is difficult to break the formation if Fang Ling had not used the formation to break the formation.

The Seven Killing King kept looking at Fang Ling carefully. When he saw the joy flashing in Fang Ling's eyes, Nati's heart in the air suddenly felt relieved.

At least, this Old Ancestor Fang was satisfied with the treasure he prepared.

He eats big heads and small heads himself. He is satisfied and he can also take his low-quality ancient treasure with peace of mind.

"Where did this thunder-striking stone be found?" Fang Ling's eyes fell on the Seven Killing King and asked in a deep voice.

When Xia Chengdu delivered the things to Fang Ling, he knew that there was a thunderstorm inside.

However, although this lightning-striking stone was precious, it was of no use to him, so in order to please Fang Ling, he directly gave this whole piece of lightning-striking stone to Fang Ling.

Now Fang Ling asked him the origin of the thunder-striking stone, how could he know? He waved to Mr. Changle and others and said, "Tell me, what is the origin of the thunder-striking stone?"

The other Jindan real people looked at each other a few times, but didn't say anything. It was obvious that they didn't know.

Only after hesitating for a while, Mr. Changle said: "This thunder-striking stone was found in its cave by the ancestor of my Baituo Palace, who was hunting down a thunder monster, a thousand years ago."

"It's just that because Bai Tuo Palace does not have people who practice thunder-type skills, this thunder-striking stone has been kept in the treasure house."

It was discovered a thousand years ago and has been left to this day.

Does this really fit the saying, "A blessed person doesn't have to be busy, and a blessed person is frightened?"

Fang Ling, who was very confident in classifying himself as a blessed person, nodded to the young master Changle, and then asked, "Do you Baituo Palace, do you have this kind of thunder-type material?"

Fang Ling just asked casually this sentence.

But Mr. Changle seemed to have grabbed the life-saving straw and said, "Minister Fang, I... I also know that in addition to the lightning-striking stone, the ancestor of my sect brought something else."

"As long as you spare my life, I can tell you everything I know!"

For monks, although life is very important, the act of betraying the interests of their own sects in front of so many people is still a bit disgusting.

Some disciples of the sect standing in the distance even spit on the ground.

Fang Ling nodded and said, "Tell me what it is. If it works for me, I won't kill you."

"It's a purple jade talisman, and the jade talisman is also placed in the treasure." Young Master Changle shouted loudly after hearing Fang Ling's words.

Fang Ling's divine thought flashed and swept towards the small Qiankun bag, but there was no such thing in the small Qiankun bag.

Just as Fang Ling looked at Mr. Changle again, the Seven Killing Heavenly King Xia Chengdu carefully handed over a jade talisman respectfully.

This jade talisman is only the size of a palm, with a faint purple light. It looks like a natural pattern, and it is faintly like a thunder hidden in it.

However, what made Fang Ling pay more attention was the two words on the jade talisman.

The two words "Yu" and "Jiu" give people a feeling of being confused. However, Fang Ling, who used the nine heavens to truly understand the power of the four directions, thought of the four words "Nine Heavens to Rule".

He urged the true energy in his body into the jade talisman. The faint purple light suddenly turned into a purple purple light curtain.

The lightning flashed. There was a hint of attack in the defense.

Is this just an ordinary defensive talisman?

Fang Ling pondered and looked at Xia Chengdu again, and Xia Chengdu's heart was a little trembling at this time.

This is the private goods he hid behind Fang Ling's back. If Fang Ling didn't ask, he wouldn't know, it would be the best.

But now Fang Ling suspected that he still had something hidden, which was quite uncomfortable for him.

"Zhengren Fang, this... I found this one at that time..." As he spoke, Xia Chengdu took out an exquisite small Qiankun bag from his body and said helplessly.

Fang Ling glanced at his little Qiankun bag and did not speak, but looked at Mr. Changle again.

"Zhengren Fang, this is the jade talisman that our ancestor brought back from the thunder monster back then, only this piece."

Young Master Changle said with a hint of earnestness: "Although our ancestors have never understood the wonderful uses of this jade talisman, they say that this jade talisman is definitely a good thing."

Fang Ling nodded, and took all the jade talismans, and handed the small Qiankun bag handed over to Xia Chengdu again. Then he glanced at Mr. Changle and said, "How much do you know about the Xuanyin Zhenying?"

"The disciple was confused and confused for a moment of profit, so he did... do something worse than pigs and dogs."

"Please give me a chance. I will definitely reform myself and I will definitely not dare to do this again..."

Fang Ling had no time to listen to his promise, and snorted coldly: "I'll ask you how much do you know about Xuanyin Zhenying? Don't answer me the questions here!"

"I also... I occasionally see this Xuanyin True Infant in a classic book. I only know that according to the records above, I can train Xuanyin True Infant into an external incarnation."

"Even... can even go further." Young Master Changle said this and repented: "I really don't know that Xuanyin Zhenying is your ancestor. Please ask the ancestor to take the ignorance of the younger generation..."

Fang Ling frowned. Where did this young master Changle want to go? He actually thought that the Xuanyin Zhenying was deliberately created by himself to improve his magic power.

"Where is the jade slip?" Fang Ling, who was unhappy in his heart, asked in a deep voice.

Young Master Changle quickly took out a jade slip from his small Qiankun bag and respectfully handed it to Fang Ling.

Fang Ling, who took the jade slip, glanced at the Seven Killing King, walked outside.

As a Nascent Soul Ancestor, Xia Chengdu could not understand what Fang Ling's gaze meant. He smiled and just as Fang Ling walked out of the hall, he slapped his small Qiankun bag and a fist-sized net bag, and flew out directly.

Bloody pocket!

The most simple and difficult magic weapon to refine to the peak is the most difficult to train. This kind of magic weapon is used to train people's blood. No matter how many cultivators are, as long as they are put into the dirty blood pocket, they will turn into pus and blood for a moment.

Young Master Changle and several Jindan real people had almost no room for resistance, and rushed towards the dirty blood pool.

Although Young Master Changle had never seen the Duo Xue Dou, he was a real person of Jindan after all, and was still very sensitive to the feeling of danger.

When he was about to rush into the dirty blood pocket, he couldn't help but shout loudly: "Fang Ling, you are the ancestor of the Nascent Soul. I have said everything. You promise not to kill me!"

"Old Ancestor Fang didn't kill you, boy, you can see clearly, I was the one who killed you!" The Seven Killing Heavenly King was full of resentment towards Baituo Palace. At this time, Mr. Changle's appearance made him laugh.

Fang Ling naturally heard the words of Mr. Changle. Not to mention that he had no good feelings for the Baituo Palace. What's more, he stepped through the mountain gate of the Baituo Palace and killed the body of the man Ningbing.

He Baituo Palace has been dead.

For these disciples of Baituo Palace, especially Jindan Zhenren and Foundation Establishment Cultivators, it is better not to keep them.

As the foundation-building disciples of Baitu Palace were collected from the Poison Blood Pocket. Baitu Palace, one of the four major sects of Xuan Kingdom, was destroyed in one day.

Three days later, in a cave in Baituo Mountains, Xiaoyu said to Fairy Qingping with some dissatisfaction: "Miss. Fang Ling is really too much. Now all the disciples below the foundation-building of the Baituo Palace have been driven out of Baituo Palace."

"And he also used great means to directly cut off the earth veins of Baitu Palace!"

"Stop, the ancestor is acting, how can you comment like a little girl? Remember it. If I hear you say something randomly again, from now on, you will not be a disciple of Yihua Island. Where should you go, please listen to the emperor!"

Xiaoyu has always been favored by Fairy Qingping. Even if she made a mistake, Fairy Qingping never got such a temper towards her.

Now, I have to drive her out in just one sentence.

She knew very well that at this time, her lady was not joking with her.

Her lady's abnormal attitude made Xiaoyu so scared that she was silent. At this moment, the little girl truly understood that Fang Ling in her impression was completely gone.

This is a Nascent Soul Ancestor, a Nascent Soul Ancestor who is high above and looks down on all directions. With a single thought, he can determine the life and death of countless people.

And she is just one of these countless people.

"Miss, I'm back!" Zhao Chunli's voice sounded from outside at this time.

"Sister Chunli, come in." Fairy Qingping stood up from her seat and greeted her.

After letting Zhao Chunli sit down opposite her, she said nervously: "Doesn't you agree to let us leave?"

"Old Master Fang said we can come and go freely." Zhao Chunli stroked her hair while speaking, and a trace of indescribable loneliness appeared in the expression on her face.

The huge Baituo Palace has disappeared. Among the mountains belonging to Baituo Palace, Xu Libing sat quietly under a small pavilion and stared at it.

The mountains are silent, the white clouds are silent, and although the beautiful scenery is endless, the woman in front of her has no intention of appreciating it.

In her heart, she was still thinking about the situation ten days ago.

On that day, the man who should be his husband told himself helplessly that the child in his belly could only let him grow so slowly.

The medicine of Mr. Changle will not only make her feel exhausted, but even the child will lose his spirit and wisdom and become an idiot.

Naturally, she didn't want her child who had been pregnant for so long to become an idiot.

However, even the Nascent Soul Ancestor could not predict the child's birth date, which really made Xu Libing feel a little anxious.

Xuanyin True Infant, can this child still be called Xuanyin True Infant? (To be continued)

ps: I wish you all good food, good mood, and a good bag in your pockets!

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