Girl, let me check it out.

Unfortunately, the bodies of the two fourth-level Mingwu who were just killed by him had been burned by the high-temperature flames until not even a slag was left, and no useful clues could be found.

But fortunately, I was careful and saved the other Jingtian from the man who committed suicide by burning himself.

"Zuru-worship."

Wen Zhexue opened her hands, and the Mingxiao Sword automatically flew into her palm.

The girl picked up a handful of yellow earth with the tip of her sword, on which a quiet star flame was burning.

"They are all possessed by the devil."

Fang Weihan took a closer look and discovered something strange.

I was so anxious just now that I didn't have time to observe the fires carefully.

Now after Wen Zhexue's reminder, he noticed that these flames were not pure blue-purple, but blue-purple with a hint of inky black.

"Yun Shu, what's going on?"

Fang Weihan asked in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"What is this eggplant-colored fire?"

Yun Shu: "..."

"Eat, eat, and eat!"

The girl said unhappily.

"Just listen to your senior sister. She should be able to explain it to you."

Couldn't she also talk about this crappy book once more?

Fang Weihan muttered quietly in his heart.

"Jingtian is accompanied by fate and karma, and he tends to have more greed, anger, and ignorance than other cultivators, so the probability of him becoming a demon is also higher."

The girl drew her sword, and yellow earth flew into the air, fluttering all over, and the flames were completely extinguished.

She sheathed Mingxiao, and the blade and sheath merged together with a crisp sound.

"Those who are possessed by the devil are foolish and hate the ruthlessness of heaven."

The girl's voice was very soft.

The bright sunlight shone on her body, making the girl in snow-white clothes look as beautiful as a fairy.

But Fang Weihan always felt that she was inexplicably sad.

Or... is she always like this?

Fang Weihan didn't know.

"Then Senior Sister, why do these possessed Jingtian use Linyuan Pavilion's moves? Could it be that Linyuan Pavilion's moves can be passed on to others at will?"

he asked again.

The moves used by those people just now were obviously from Linyuan Pavilion. He could see some shadows of "Star Theory" in their every move.

This is what Fang Weihan is most puzzled about.

"I do not know."

To his surprise, Wen Zhexue also shook her head.

Doesn’t she know either?

Fang Weihan frowned.

"Yun Shu? Do you know?"

Yun Shu was silent for a moment.

"A thousand years ago, Linyuan Pavilion was divided because of the Tianyi prophecy. It was divided into conservatives and radicals. The conservatives were the ones who stayed on the mountain. And the radicals were people like me...

"After we tried to make some changes, we found that it is impossible to save the world by relying solely on conventional means. That is simply a pipe dream! So we must make changes."

"We chose to wait, but some people couldn't wait any longer. They were determined to take more radical measures to get the job done."

Fang Weihan seemed to have vaguely guessed what Yun Shu wanted to say.

"You mean... this is the origin of Zoroastrianism?"

he asked in a deep voice.

"Maybe... I don't know the details. They were not called this name at the time. But they are the only ones who are stranded outside Tianshan and can use the magic of Linyuan Pavilion."

There was a hint of sadness in Yun Shu's voice.

Thousands of years ago, they resolutely went down the mountain for the same purpose, but eventually parted ways.

There are many paths leading to the future in this world, but they always intersect, and there is no right or wrong.

Maybe what the Zoroastrians did was right, but even so, they had no choice.

Since they chose to stand against Fang Weihan, they must have noticed something.

Now that things have come to this, the only option left is a life-and-death fight.

"I can sense that they seem to have a strong desire to kill me."

Fang Weihan pondered for a moment and then spoke slowly.

"I have severely slapped the Fire Worship Cult in the face before, and also cut off an important source of income for them. Will these people send out masters of the God-level realm to assassinate me?"

Wen Zhexue couldn't help but glance at him sideways, her eyes flickering slightly.

The girl said nothing in the end.

“Unexpectedly, there are Zoroastrian monks who have infiltrated the imperial capital. I want to investigate their origins and where they are hiding.”

Fang Weihan turned around and looked at Wen Zhexue.

"Does Senior Sister have this intention?"

He definitely wanted to drag Wen Zhexue along.

After all, the combat power of this senior sister of mine is really exaggerated.

The fifth-level Jingtian who was able to defeat her could be killed instantly by her with one move. This should be the person with the strongest fighting ability among Fang Weihan's closest relationship.

Alas, Yun Jiang needs to practice harder.

Upon hearing this, Wen Zhexue stared at him for a moment with her eyes that seemed like they were carved from ice crystals.

Fang Weihan felt that she seemed to be slightly unhappy?

But soon, this little bit of unhappiness disappeared completely.

"I have followed them all the way here for this very purpose."

The girl spoke softly.

"After this farewell, Master gave me three tasks. One of them is to hunt down the traitors in Linyuan."

Fang Weihan poked Yun Shu in his sea of ​​consciousness, feeling somewhat gloating.

"Did you hear that? You're going to be chopped by Ming Xiao."

Yun Shu: "..."

"Humph, I am in your sea of ​​consciousness, if I want to chop someone, I will chop you first."

she said angrily.

"Senior Sister, can I ask what the remaining two tasks are?"

Fang Weihan was a little curious.

"The second is to guard Changming and exchange what is needed with the court."

The girl glanced at him.

"The third is to protect those with strong luck and bring peace and prosperity to the country and the people."

"A person with great luck?"

Fang Weihan was stunned for a moment.

He pointed at himself tentatively.

"Senior Sister, am I considered a person of great luck?"

The girl nodded.

"Sure enough! I knew it!"

Yun Shu looked as if she had suddenly realized something and started shouting in his mind.

"Family, I understand!"

"I was wondering why there is such a familiar aura on Wen Zhexue! It turns out to be the aura of the Shitai Creation Map! That's why she can monitor the destiny of the world, and that's why she treats you so specially!"

"After the luck is lost from a person, it will first return to the heaven and earth, and will flow back to the person again after a cycle, looking for a new host. And this passing cycle is the era of sudden war. Linyuan Pavilion has the responsibility to maintain stability in the world, and they don't want to see this, so they send out people to protect the personal safety of those with great luck."

After listening to Yun Shu's yelling, Fang Weihan had some understanding of the logic behind Wen Zhexue's behavior.

But he still didn't figure out what were the familiar visions that appeared in his mind from time to time.

"Senior Sister, I feel very insecure. I need your protection."

Fang Weihan looked at Wen Zhexue with pleading eyes.

If he didn't think it was too fake, Fang Weihan would even want to squeeze out a few tears.

The girl was obviously not used to Fang Weihan's sudden enthusiasm.

She bit her lower lip lightly, her face looking conflicted.

"Well, I will protect you, don't worry."

Wen Zhexue tried her best to make her tone sound softer.

I don’t know why, but after Fang Weihan made this request, Wen Zhexue’s mood inexplicably improved.

"Thank you, Senior Sister. You are so kind!"

Fang Weihan was moved to tears.

Fang Weihan felt that getting a guarantee from Wen Zhexue was much better than getting a guarantee from Fang Zun.

Wen Zhexue would definitely not fool him easily, but the old bastard Fang Zun was best at writing blank checks.

This is a promise from the Fairy Sister. Next time I meet a fifth-level opponent, I will be able to call for help myself.

Fang Weihan felt somewhat complacent.

The girl looked at his happy expression and couldn't help curling the corners of her lips. She didn't know which string deep in her heart was gently plucked, causing ripples.

She raised her hand as if possessed, as if she wanted to put it on Fang Weihan's head.

When her hand was halfway extended, the girl suddenly reacted as if she had woken up from a dream.

What were you trying to do just now?

She hastily withdrew her hand, a rare look of panic appearing on her face.

The girl secretly glanced at Wei Han below, and only breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that he didn't notice her little action just now.

Cause and effect...here it comes again.

There was the sound of horse hooves in the distance; it was the scouts of Xuan Zhongwei arriving.

"Senior Sister, the Xuan Zhongwei's men have arrived."

Fang Weihan gestured to Lao Zhao from a distance.

"I know someone at Xuan Zhongwei's place, uh..."

He suddenly remembered that Wen Zhexue seemed to be present when he went to Fufeng County last time.

"It's Xiao Jin, whom Senior Sister has seen."

Fang Weihan scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly.

"It just so happens that Xuan Zhongwei has also been tracking down the traces of the Fire Worship Cult recently. How about we hand over the fourth-level person to Xuan Zhongwei? They are experts in digging out information, and I believe they will be able to pry some useful information out of Jingtian's mouth."

Wen Zhexue nodded slightly, indicating that she had no objection to this.