From the eyes of Zhenjun Xuanyang, Zhenjun of Wu Poisons understood. He immediately clasped his fists at Fang Ling and said, "Mr. Fang, this Long Heng was extremely guilty, which caused Zunshi to lose most of his friends. I also asked Zhenjun to make a living for the people of the world and kill this dormitory."

The two people said to kill him, which made Long Heng's face pale. He knelt on the ground and said loudly: "Since the little one surrendered to the True Lord, he naturally dared not be irrelevant."

"As long as the True Lord accepts it, the little one is willing to make a vow to dedicate his inner demon hands to you."

After Long Heng said this, he kept kowtowing. It seemed that if Fang Ling didn't accept him as his subordinate, he wouldn't have gotten up.

Fang Ling pondered for a moment before saying, "Since you are sincere, I will reluctantly take you away."

Fang Ling's attitude made Long Heng feel tears in his eyes. No matter what, Fang Ling's statement means his life, and he has been temporarily saved.

Seeing the Five Poison True Lord and Xuanyang True Lord who were still trying to persuade him again, Long Heng didn't wait for the two of them to speak, and said directly: "The heavens are above all the paths, and the supreme inner demon is above. I, Long Heng, are willing to worship Zhenjun Fang Ling as my master. If you disobey, you are willing to destroy both souls and souls and never be reborn!"

With Long Heng's oath, a strange Taoist pattern formed in the void. Long Heng didn't even think about it, and reached out to his forehead, and a drop of golden essence and blood rushed out of his forehead.

The essence and blood were penetrated into the Taoist pattern, causing the Taoist pattern to form a black bead the size of a thumb, flying towards Fang Ling's hand.

The inner demon oath bead, as long as one bead is in hand, Fang Ling can dominate Long Heng's life and death at any time. He took the inner demon oath bead. Fang Ling's divine thoughts glanced around on it and then smiled with satisfaction.

Fang Ling did not do anything to the inner demon oath bead. With this bead in hand, he has an extra powerful assistant since then.

He nodded to Long Heng and said, "I don't have many requirements for you in my disciples in the future. I only have one rule, that is, just be obedient."

"The subordinates must obey the master's orders and will never do anything that violates the master's orders."

As Long Heng spoke, he stepped forward to the dragon-patterned golden book. Although he felt a little reluctant, he picked up the golden book and still stepped forward to Fang Ling. He said in a deep voice: "Master, if you have the virtue of this dragon-patterned golden book, you should enjoy it, and it should belong to the master."

Although I already understood that it was difficult to change Fang Ling's Dragon Pattern Golden Book, the corners of the mouths of Zhenjun Xuanyang and Zhenjun Wu Poisons still twitched involuntarily.

After all, Fang Ling has now formed an overwhelming advantage. If the two of them dare to show any dissatisfaction, Fang Ling might kill them directly in anger.

By that time, there would be no place for them to reason.

So after hesitating, the two people, together with the surviving True Lord of Kurong, bowed to Fang Ling at the same time, and said, "If you have the virtue, you will get it. It should be owned by Brother Fang."

"Since all the Taoists said that, I'm not polite!" Fang Ling might have to be pretentious in daily affairs, but now, when it comes to Dragon Pattern Golden Book, how can he have time to be humble?

Fang Ling, who took over the Dragon Pattern Golden Book, did not participate immediately, but instead put the Dragon Pattern Golden Book into his own small Qiankun bag. Then he pointed at the flying sword in the void.

Ninety-nine simple versions of Shangqing Tianlei Sword flew back and turned into a purple light element, hovering above Fang Ling's head. As for the real Shangqing Tianlei Sword, Fang Ling took it back into the small Qiankun bag.

"Master, this is the small Qiankun bag left by the True Lord Xiaoyao. Maybe the master will be useful." Long Heng quickly joined Fang Ling's subordinate role, picked up Yan Xiaoyao's small Qiankun bag and handed it to Fang Ling.

Fang Ling swept into Xiaoyao Zhenjun's small Qiankun bag with his spiritual sense and found that there were a lot of genius treasures inside. Not to mention anything else, the top-grade immortal stones alone were more than 100,000.

He is worthy of being a true lord, and he is really not as rich as ordinary.

However, compared with the top-grade immortal stones of 100,000 yuan, what made Fang Ling even more happy was that there were three materials for refining Shangqing Tianlei Sword in the small Qiankun bag of Zhenjun Xiaoyao.

One of them is the Wanjin Steel Mother that Fang Ling had to spend all his effort to find.

Seeing Fang Ling accepting Xiaoyao True Lord’s small Qiankun bag, Xuanyang True Lord and Wu Poison True Lord began to say goodbye to Fang Ling after looking at each other.

Fang Ling looked at the three people who were leaving, looked at Long Heng who was serving him again, and a thought arose in his mind.

His thoughts were turbulent, but the hearts of Xuanyang Zhenjun and others were sweating. After all, Fang Ling had the ability to kill them now. Once this Zhenjun Fang had thought about them, they would have no way to die.

So for a moment, the three of them felt a little nervous. The Five Poison True Lord held the agreement that Fang Ling had signed for them tightly, and kept calculating in his heart.

"My brothers, I have something to do here, so I want to ask for your help."

Ten days later, the Emperor of Shangdi issued an edict to sacrifice to the long river. The time for sacrifice was three days later.

Sacrifice to the Long River is a sacred event for people in the Shang Dynasty. On that day, not only can we see the emperor who sacrificed the Long River, but also cultivators who fly to the sky and escape from the earth appear. Therefore, after hearing the emperor's order to sacrifice, many people began to gather in the capital of the Shang Dynasty from all directions.

"Have you heard that the Sanyang Ancestor of Xuanhuo Sect has arrived. I heard that he wants to assist His Majesty in the Priest's Priest."

The person who spoke was a young man in his twenties. When he spoke, his eyes were filled with longing.

Judging from the young man's robes, this young man should be a person from a superior family, otherwise he would not have worn a fire silkworm robe worth a thousand gold.

This fire silkworm robe is not only warm in winter and cool in summer, but also has difficulty in invading the flames. Only the children of princes and nobles can afford this kind of fire silkworm robe.

However, in the commercial realm, the highest-ranking people are cultivators. As for kings, princes and nobles, they are nothing compared to cultivators.

"The Sanyang Ancestor is coming, oh, then this sacrifice must be very lively. I heard that when Emperor Wu sacrificed the long river a hundred years ago, there was only a Yuanying Ancestor in Xuanhuo Gate."

A man who looked quite smart had a cold light flashing in his eyes. He looked like he was not an ordinary person. He said with some emotion: "This time he was able to send a powerful man with a half step. It seems that Xuanhuo Sect has a good support for His Majesty."

Various arguments emerged not only in this tavern, but also in the entire city, and even in the entire business world.

I don’t know how many great families came to the capital from all directions. Their purpose was to look at the sacrifices.

Or, they want to show their faces in this high sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sac

At this time, the Sanyang ancestor sitting in the capital smiled bitterly. Others didn't know why he was very clear about why this sacrifice was made. The sacred sacrifice was actually just a trick for a person.

But he really couldn't understand why he had to use such small tricks with that person's status.

Is it really just to make your reputation spread throughout the ages? But with that person's status, one day, he will be famous throughout the ages, and there is no need to be so anxious.

But no matter what the purpose of that person is, as a small person, all he can do is cooperation.

If someone knows that Sanyang Ancestor calls himself a little person, he will definitely be surprised to hear him. But in fact, Sanyang Ancestor calls himself like this, because he is indeed a little person with Fang Ling.

"What are the senior brother thinking?" In a gentle voice, Li Xunzhen stepped in. His dark blue Taoist robe made Li Xunzhen more charming.

The Sanyang Ancestor raised his head and smiled softly, "I was thinking about sacrificing the Changhe River. Hey, why are you here, junior sister?"

"That lacks a person who leads the horse, so the ancestor lets me come over!" Li Xunzhen said the two words, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Let Li Xunzhen lead the horse in one and a half steps. No one in Xuanhuo Sect does this. Now, Xuanyang Zhenjun has arranged such an errand for Li Xunzhen, which shows his importance to this matter.

The Sanyang Ancestor smiled bitterly and said, "Now the situation in the entire commercial domain has changed drastically, and that person has been pressed on our Xuanhuo Sect and the Five Poison Sect. If our Xuanhuo Sect wants to pass on its legacy safely, we naturally cannot offend that person."

"No matter what, junior sister, you said, he is also the goddaughter he recognized."

Li Xunzhen raised her eyebrows and her eyes widened a little. At this time, those who knew her naturally understood that this half-step powerful man was very unhappy at this time.

But the Sanyang Ancestor did not show any fear, but continued: "Xunzhen, don't be unhappy, although the fact that you worship him as your godfather is just an exchange."

"But in this world, there are very few people who know that this is exchange. If you have this one, it's a good amulet."

Although Li Xunzhen didn't want to admit it, she knew it was true. She glanced at the Sanyang Ancestor and said, "I heard that my senior brother needs a golden-eyed snake that lives in the ancient wilderness forest as a medicine to induce medicine to refine medicine?"

The ancestor Sanyang was stunned. Why didn’t he know that he needed a golden-eyed snake? But Li Xunzhen is not a fool. She must have her purpose when she said this.

"I have sent my nephew Xuanyu to the Mangu Wilderness Forest yesterday. I hope to bring a golden-eyed snake to my senior brother. I must thank me!"

After saying this, Li Xunzhen left in a flash. In the eyes of the Sanyang Ancestor, the woman's graceful figure was not only intoxicating, but also a little scary.

Although the Golden Eye Snake is just a monster that can only reach the Golden Pill stage, the Mangu Wilderness Forest is not a good place to go.

Young Master Xuanyu has just become the ancestor of the Nascent Soul. Even though his cultivation is good, he still has dangers in the ancient wild forest of Manchu.

After hesitating for a moment, the Sanyang Ancestor finally said in a deep voice: "Junior sister, although that Young Master Xuanyu is abominable, Master Tianhuo has just died after all. If he is asked to die too, then the sect..." (To be continued...)
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