Immortal Emperor God Zun

Chapter 154
Fang Shuo and Li Yu turned around to look at the same time, only to see two elegant and refined women smiling at them.

Of the two women, one looked dignified and generous, while the other looked at Fang Shuo with flickering eyes, full of deep fear.

"Senior Sister Shangguan, Senior Sister Zhu Xi..."

Li Yu was pleasantly surprised, these two people were Shangguan Ying and Zhu Xi.

"Brother Fang!"

Shangguanying led Zhu Xi, who was extremely cautious, to Fang Shuo's side, there was no trace of color in her eyes, as if the young man in front of her was a relative she hadn't seen for many years.

"Unexpectedly, you are still in the southern land..."

Fang Shuo had mixed feelings in his heart, and after a long breath, he said freely: "Junior Sister Zhu, the past has already passed away, just in time, Qingxu Sect is Chongxin, come with me!"

As he said that, Fang Shuo was already walking towards the outside of the crowd. Wherever he passed, everyone scattered to both sides, and the casual cultivators who were closer to us before had already had fiery eyes and made up their minds. , but also to enter the Qingxu Sect and become a disciple.

Mo Zhennan's body had been put away by Fang Shuo a long time ago, and Fang Shuo led a group of three people straight to Wang's house.

Along the way, Fang Shuo finally knew that Li Yu and others were not in the land of Nanyin when they were teleported from Qingxu Secret Realm, but they were low-level and had nowhere to go. After many twists and turns, they returned to Nanyin.

As for Kang Ru, he fell and died in a fight with others.

As for Li Yu, he only wanted to avenge his father. He hadn't contacted Shangguan Ying and others for more than ten years, and his current cultivation was the weakest. The peak of the Nine Realms of Mortal Realm is only a hair away from psychic communication.

Fang Shuo sensed Li Yu's body, only to realize that his internal injuries were extremely serious, and his cultivation base was not the seventh mortal realm, but had fallen from the peak of the eighth mortal realm.

Fang Shuo knew without thinking that Li Yu must have fought desperately with the man who killed his father. Although he succeeded in revenge, he paid a huge price.

"After Qing Xuzong is rebuilt, help him recover!"

Fang Shuo murmured inwardly, and galloped even faster. Two days later, at dusk, the Wang family joined him. Even though the Wang family had the deepest enmity with him other than Mocheng, under the pressure of strength, the Wang family had no choice but to join him.

Seven days later, Fang Shuo appeared in the sky outside Qingxu Sect with Li Yu and others.

Looking from a distance, the nine peaks still stand majestically among the thousands of mountains, but the grass grows and the warbler flies in, but there is endless desolation.

And under the nine mountain peaks, there still seem to be more than ten mortal villages, and the smoke rising from the kitchen makes the four people feel an indescribable sadness in their hearts.

"Let's go, go down and say hello to those villagers. If the faction is established in vain, maybe they can't bear the impact of the vision of heaven and earth."

"Well, mortals have no faults. Even if the Qingxu Sect is established in the future, we can only protect them, but we can't drive them away, let alone cause people to die."

Fang Shuo glanced at the three of them, and they all expressed that they had no doubts. Then, the four of them dispersed and flew to a village each.

The first village Fang Shuo entered was at the foot of Qingdan Peak. Walking along the quiet mountain road, Fang Shuo couldn't help but recall the scene of searching for medicinal materials for Qiuhe, which he vividly remembered.

The first village has a population of more than a hundred. When they heard that Fang Shuo was an immortal cultivator, most of them scoffed. Go to the second village.

The second village is at the foot of Qinghuo Peak. Fang Shuo now gallops, and it only takes a few hundred breaths. Back then, it took him almost half a day to come from Chixiao Peak. If ordinary people walked, they would not be able to reach it in three days.

As soon as Fang Shuo entered the second village, he heard crying.

Frowning, Fang Shuo quickly turned around an alley, and saw an old woman sitting in front of her house, crying loudly.

"Aunt Wang, don't be sad. When all the young men in the village come back, let them join the young and middle-aged men from other villages to go up the mountain and get your daughter back."

"Hey, but those thieves are all good at martial arts, burning, killing, and looting are all evil, we ordinary people, what do we have to fight against them?"

The consolation of the people made the old woman cry even more terribly. From the words of the people, Fang Shuo also vaguely guessed something, that is, apart from many ordinary people moving to live in the Qingxu Sect, it also attracted thugs.

Fang Shuo pondered for a while, walked up to the old woman, and said, "This great god, is your daughter, was she taken away by the thugs?"

"That's right, Xiaohong and I depend on each other for our lives, how can I survive now..."

The old woman howled and cried, and didn't pay attention to who was speaking, but the neighbors who kept comforting looked surprised. An old man in his 60s looked at Fang Shuo a little, and asked cautiously: "Who are you? , you are not a nearby villager."

Hearing this, Fang Shuo explained his identity and purpose of coming here, which made the villagers doubtful, and the old woman stopped crying, sobbing: "You, if you are a fairy, you go and save my daughter, I will give you my daughter back. Just do it!"

"Forehead……"

Fang Shuo was speechless for a while, but he still nodded, and under the horrified eyes of the villagers, he went straight to the sky.

After flying to the high sky, Fang Shuo spread his spiritual consciousness impressively, and after a few breaths, his complexion gradually turned cold.

On the main peak, Qingxu Peak, he felt the aura of hundreds of people, and there were some faint fluctuations of spiritual power faintly exuding from those people.

Without the slightest hesitation, Fang Shuo landed directly on the Qingxu Peak, the Qingxu Square was in a mess, and the Qingxu Hall also fell on the square, crooked.

During the walk, Fang Shuo discovered many things about Mocheng. He wanted to come to Mocheng, and he was already planning to establish a sect in Qingxu Sect, but Fang Shuo slaughtered him before he could practice it.

In the dilapidated Qingxu Great Hall, bursts of laughter came out, and all the thugs gathered in it.

Fang Shuo didn't go in, but with a sneer, the pressure of his spiritual sense suddenly dissipated, and after a while, the laughter stopped abruptly.

None of the beings with spiritual fluctuations survived.

After three breaths, piercing screams came out, and immediately after that, more than a dozen girls ran out in panic. Fang Shuo saw them, and with a wave of his right hand, more than ten girls were all unconscious, and they were rolled up by him. Under it, it gently floated down Qingxu Peak and landed outside the previous village.

After doing all this, Fang Shuo smiled slightly, waiting for Li Yu and others to arrive.

That night, Fang Shuo and the others spent the night in the Great Hall of Qingxu. From the next day, the former disciples of the Qingxu Sect returned one by one. Thinking about it, they had already learned that Fang Shuo was about to rebuild the Qingxu Sect .

(End of this chapter)