The accusation of the old dragon king of the prehistoric world made the god of the Ye clan a little confused. He faintly realized that the situation was not as simple as he thought. In any case, he did not expect that the old dragon king of the prehistoric world would appear and expel the White Bone Holy Lord. The first thing he did was to accuse himself of not saving Fang Xing, and he also vaguely pushed the responsibility of letting the golden crow go to himself. Fang Xing knew very well. The Demon Abyss was located in the Demon Abyss, and the Demon Abyss was naturally his responsibility. It would be better if the Lord of the Gods did not blame him. If he blamed him, the Prehistoric World would definitely not be able to do it. So it would be natural for this old guy to choose a scapegoat to put the jar on...

He definitely didn't dare to choose himself, and that son of the Night Clan could still run away?

It seems that although the Gonghuang Bone Palace has always insisted on its blood glory and refused to practice human appearance, it has actually been deeply influenced by the human race. Such a secret move to shirk responsibility is very casual, and it is no less than the old slippery ones in the human race!

"I should report this to the Lord of God, and he will judge the faults!"

The son of the Night Clan was so angry that he was not easy to refute, so he could only say a coldly and then turned his head.

"After returning to the Bone Palace, I will also write to the Lord of God to explain this matter clearly!"

The old god king of the prehistoric world spoke lightly and said, "But the most important thing now is the matter of your mission to Pure Land. The Divine Court had an order to let me ensure your safety in the Demon Abyss. I also made arrangements in the Prehistoric Bone Hall. I didn't expect you to not go to the plain wasteland, but chose the Baiduan Mountain area. I was too lazy to pay attention to what you were thinking in your heart. To ensure your safety is the top priority. Let me go to the Prehistoric Bone Hall. Let me rest for a day and I will escort you there!"

After hearing his words, the other little saints naturally had no objection and agreed.

The group changed direction and came straight to the Bone Hall of the Plain Wasteland. The momentum on the road seemed a little low. To put it bluntly, they were all the best among the juniors of the Gods. The name of the little saint is a recognition of their strength. Although they had several levels of intentions, showing off their martial arts is not just one of them. But as a result, there were only so many junior geniuses who had lost their lives in Baiduan Mountain before they even arrived at their destination, which was a bit too serious to deal with them!

Fang Xing was in a good mood and walked around the team, cursing Fu Shanzi for a while: "Idiot, get out of here!"

After a while, I went to tease Hua Mier: "Is the saliva you spit honey?"

After a while, I asked: "Does there be a poisonous needle behind your butt?"

Hua Mi'er's face turned pale. She glared at him several times, but Fang Xing seemed to be fine.

But Hua Mi'er really dared not to break up with Fang Xing. She had seen this guy's ability to curse people.

In addition, the opponent has the same status as his opponent. This guy is not sure how powerful he is, but he dares to oppose the strongest son of the little Saint-yeh clan. Invisibly, Hua Mier and others were slightly weaker in front of him...

When they arrived at the Bone Hall of the Bone Hall, the group of people stopped. The son of the Night Clan thought about how to deal with the troubles afterwards. Fang Xing obediently entered the guest room arranged in advance by the Bone Hall of the Bone Hall. After waiting for a while, he finally waited for a little customer. He was a beautiful little girl with jade in a delicate white dress and rode on a Tengshe with wings on her back. When he saw Fang Xing's eyes turned red, he called "Dad" and threw himself into Fang Xing's arms.

It’s none other than Fang Xing’s daughter Fang Xiaomei.

After Fang Xing took office in the gods, Fang Xiaomei stayed in the Bone Hall of the Prehistoric Bone, and it has not been seen for half a year.

"How did you practice? It's the peak of foundation building?"

Fang Xing smiled and held Fang Xiaomei's back collar in one hand and lifted her up and down. He looked up and down and said with a strange expression.

The girl in front of her looks like she is only seven or eight years old. She is still a pure little girl, but her aura is a real peak in foundation building. She can form a pill by taking another step. Moreover, her Taoist foundation is also a rare purple Taoist foundation in the world, almost better than Fang Xing back then. If this is spread, it may shock the world of cultivation and be considered as the birth of another peerless genius.

"The old Dragon King has been guiding me. He said that with my foundation, my practice is already slow now!"

Fang Xiaomei reached out to hold Fang Xing's neck and said coquettishly.

"It's indeed slow!"

Fang Xing thought about it and couldn't help but nod, thinking that this girl had a miserable fate in her childhood. Daoyuan was almost unable to survive, but later she had opportunities. First, the Big Golden Crow gave her a drop of demon blood in her life. For the children, that drop of demon blood was simply a big treasure. Later, the eldest princess Ao Zhen regarded her as her own birth and raised her for a few years. She had fed several spiritual elixirs and even blood lotus seeds. Her foundation was almost done. However, at the time of Yaochi, Fang Xing injected the Daoyuan of the Yuan family into her body, not only completely making up for her Daoyuan defect, but also made her have the strongest foundation since then.

In terms of physique, the strongest in the world is just the legendary innate Taoist body.

But this girl probably has surpassed the innate Taoist body long ago.

Not to mention that she has been instructed by others in her practice, she may make rapid progress even if no one is instructed.

"Hey hey, this person is Xiaomei, right? Come on, eat candy..."

At this moment, the little princess Yaochi finally got into her mouth. She had heard of Fang Xiaomei's deeds for a long time. She thought that as a late start, she would raise this Fang family's eldest lady who was raised by herself and regarded her as her own. She had to be more polite. After brewing next to her for a long time, she finally came forward with a smile on her face, but no matter how she looked, she felt guilty.

Fang Xiaomei was not stupid. She looked at the beautiful woman who was cautious in front of her father, then looked at her unreliable father, nodded thoughtfully, and a smile appeared on her little face, and said sweetly: "Hello, vixen..."

The smile on the little princess Yaochi's face instantly frozen.

Fang Xing was also surprised and grabbed the girl's ear and pulled it over, curiously saying, "Who did you learn this from?"

Fang Xiaomei said obediently: "My mother, he used to say that you are a heartless person. He was happy outside, but he never knew how to go over and see her. He also said that no matter how many beautiful women you meet in the future, he must be polite and call them vixen politely..."

"Why don't you teach me something?"

Fang Xing said angrily, but because of these words, he remembered the arrival of the eldest princess Ao Zhen.

The little princess Yao Chi was also very distressed: "I am not a vixen, I am the one who is married by the Ming media, and the six people behind are vixen!"

She was still thinking about Fang Xing's bold words to marry ten people, and decided that all the ones behind her were vixen!

"Then I will call the Fourth Aunt!"

Fang Xiaomei secretly calculated and set a position for the little princess Yaochi.

"Can the word "aunt" be removed?"

The little princess Yaochi reluctantly recognized this identity and quietly came over to discuss it.

"Just give me the benefits. Not only did I take the word "aunt", but I also had to give you four words..."

Fang Xiaomei blinked and quietly discussed with the little princess Yao Chi.

"Can you buy it? That's great. I have many good things here..."

The little princess Yaochi was overjoyed and immediately muttered to Fang Xiaomei.

Fang Xing frowned when he saw it, thinking that these girls regarded this as a seat in the robber's nest?

"By the way, Daddy, I didn't do the thing you ordered, please punish me!"

After discussing a deal with the little princess Yaochi, Fang Xiaomei finally started to talk about serious things, her little face was full of seriousness.

“Not found?”

Fang Xing nodded, but there was no sign of loss on his face, as if he had expected it.

Fang Xiaomei nodded and said, "With the help of the old Dragon King, I entered Baiduan Mountain with Xiao Teng'er several times and explored the creation scriptures everywhere. There were many good things, but I never found the location of the Taishang Sutra. I don't know if the scriptures were too secretly hidden and ignored by me, or if those scriptures were not in Baiduan Mountain at all. In short, I have never sensed it!"

"If the last two chapters of the Supreme Verse are so easy to find, it would not be considered a fortune!"

Fang Xing nodded and did not blame Fang Xiaomei.

When he was about to join the gods to do that big thing, he had already instructed him to ask the Honghuang Bone Palace to help him find the remaining two sutras. Anyway, with the status and strength of the Honghuang Bone Palace, one or two people occasionally sent to Baiduan Mountain to get some luck, and the Fire Demon Clan did not dare to stop him. Moreover, before, he also passed on Fang Xiaomei's several sutras to let her practice. If Fang Xiaomei could see the scriptures related to the Sutra, she should be able to feel it. With the help of Tengshe, she would be considered safe if she entered...

However, since she has gained nothing after several times when she went in, it probably means that the remaining Supreme Sutra is no longer in Baiduan Mountain.

"The nine coffins descended from the sky are mostly one coffin and one sutra. Now all nine coffins have arrived in Tianyuan, where is the remaining Taishang Sutra?"

Faced with this problem, Fang Xing couldn't help frowning.

When he encounters troubled times, he also knows that only by constantly improving his cultivation can he be free and easy.

For him, there are many ways to improve his cultivation. The most reliable and fastest way is to collect the Taishang Sutra and complete the Taishang inheritance. After all, the Taishang Nine Sutras are inherited in one line, transforming spirits, immortality, and sensing the three sutras, which helped him lay a strong foundation, breaking the formation, free and free, and three sutras of one Qi, which allowed him to have a method of fighting against enemies that was not inferior to anyone. Later, he accidentally obtained the Taishang Taoist Sutra, which saved him countless time to settle down, explored the path of cultivation, tapped out his own potential, and avoided many detours.

It can be described in this way. If there is no Taishang Sutra, then Fang Xing has to retreat for at least a few years after experiencing the three thunder tribulations, and then explore it in a daze for several years before he can truly exert his strength in the third level of the tribulation...

With the Supreme Sutra of Seeking the Tao, his process was shortened by hundreds of times!

It was precisely because of this that he couldn't help but start looking forward to what the remaining two volumes of the Supreme Sutra were!
Chapter completed!