Men are inferior to women

He suddenly asked: "Then the tree demon has a master?"

Ling Xiaoyue leaned over, leaned her elbows on Fang Zhou's shoulders, and exhaled like blue: "Of course, the Xuanyin tree is not a common thing, it only grows in the most yin and the most mysterious places, and it is invaluable. How can it grow out of the broken place, someone must have planted it to absorb the yin energy of the imperial mausoleum in the mountain."

As she spoke, she also kicked Huineng: "Monk, am I right?"

Huineng was kicked over, lay on the ground and sneered: "Xuanyin tree demon is dead, I can't live, you all have to die too, you all have to come down and be buried with me."

Huineng's recalcitrant attitude made Fang Zhou frown: "Where's your power word? Can't you use it on her?"

Ling Xiaoyue gave her apprentice a blank look, and didn't bother to explain.

Han Li on the side whispered: "The power word technique can only deal with the Qi Refining Realm, and it will have no effect after the foundation is established."

Tsk, I thought it was awesome, but it turned out to be a useless skill that can only bully miscellaneous soldiers.

"You really don't want to say it?"

Fang Zhou stared at Huineng, thinking about how to get her to speak.

But Ling Xiaoyue suddenly said: "Don't waste your words on apprentice, this monk already has a death wish in his heart, let the teacher come and see her off."

Huineng slowly sat up cross-legged, with a solemn face, and said in a deep voice: "Before I die, I hope that the three benefactors will fulfill a small wish of the poor monk. Who are you and what sect are you?"

Seeing that Ling Xiaoyue was about to answer, Fang Zhou jumped in front of her and said, "Whether it's okay or not, we are all disciples of the Xuanji Sect."

Han Li was puzzled, she didn't know why Fang Zhou said that, but Ling Xiaoyue glanced at him with a smile and did not refute.

Monk Huineng lowered his eyes: "Xuanji sect? Alright, poor monk, I've made a note. I'll be waiting for you all in Abi Hell. Let's do it."

Ling Xiaoyue stepped forward, reached out and patted Monk Huineng's head lightly.

Monk Huineng died immediately, but there was no external injury.

Fang Zhou's scalp was numb, Ling Xiaoyue always patted him with her palm when she was fine, if she accidentally used the wrong force, it would be a tragedy, and she must not be allowed to pat him casually in the future.

After killing Huineng, the matter here is the end, and the rest are some trivial matters.

At dawn, Fang Zhou went back to the former site of Lanruo Temple alone.

The ghosts and ghosts lingering in this place have all been scattered by trees and hones, and they have run away without a single one left.

These ghosts and goblins were originally forcibly taken by the tree demon and gourd baby to serve as soldiers in Lanruo Temple, and they were unwilling. Now that the tree demon is dead, of course they ran as far as they could.

Fang Zhou first went to the basement where Ning Caichen was hiding, and found that it was already empty. Presumably, after Nie Xiaoqian got her ashes, she immediately took Ning Caichen away, not wanting to stay in Lanruo Temple any longer. Second.

Although he didn't say goodbye in person, Fang Zhou still found a note left by Ning Caichen in the basement.

It said that she and Nie Xiaoqian would go back to their hometown of Zhejiang County to settle down together, and if Fang Xianchang was free, they could go to get together.

Fang Zhou put the note away and headed to the dungeon.

In the dungeon, Yan Chixia’s body was still there. Two days later, apart from being lifeless, Yan Chixia’s body was neither rotten nor rotten, and her skin felt as soft as alive, but without warmth, a bit like the legendary golden body Immortal means.

Naturally, Fang Zhou would not do anything disrespectful to Yan Chixia's body. After all, this was his mentor, and besides, he was not that harsh.

After bringing Yan Chixia's body out of the dungeon, Fang Zhou made a simple coffin for her out of tree roots, and buried her in a beautiful location near Lanruo Temple.

Chapter 83. You must pay a heavy price

In order to prevent the tomb from being destroyed and dug secretly, Ark did not build a grave bag or make a tombstone, but only made some marks that he could recognize, so as not to find the location in the future.

After finishing his work, Fang Zhou clapped his hands, looked at the flat ground, and said in a low voice: "Go all the way well. If it is true as you said, after death, you will be reincarnated, then I am looking forward to the day when I see you again."

Although the meeting with Yan Chixia was only for a short while, Yan Chixia's boldness and freedom still left a deep impression on Fang Zhou, and established a glorious side of a cultivator in his heart.

After burying Yan Chixia, Fang Zhou returned to the other courtyard of Lanruo Temple. There was only one last thing to deal with, and that was the men who were being played wantonly by the monks in Lanruo Temple.

Fang Zhou promised to let them go back, but he couldn't just let them go. These men had seen the faces of the three of Fang Zhou, so it would be troublesome to let them go out and talk nonsense.

You must know that there are messengers behind Monk Huineng, and it is easy to know the situation of the three of them through this group of men.

If Fang Zhou was allowed to go back on his word and kill all these people, then he would not be so mad, so this matter is really a headache.

In the end, it was Han Li who stood up and said that this matter could be handled by her. After she left, she could take these men away and deal with it properly.

That's right, Han Li was about to leave. She originally came to Yefenling to find a Buddhist secret treasure to rid her body of the black dragon poison. Now that the so-called secret treasure doesn't exist, Han Li can only continue on the journey of detoxification.

Fang Zhou just remembered this incident, and asked Ling Xiaoyue for some wine to drink for Han Li.

After drinking it, Han Li felt refreshed, and her physical strength was slightly enhanced, but it was a pity that it still had no effect on the black dragon poison in her body.

Fang Zhou couldn't help complaining to Ling Xiaoyue: "Didn't you say that your wine is a fairy wine, a holy medicine for healing? Why is it not effective for Han Li's poison?"

Ling Xiaoyue picked up the jug and threw it at it: "Stinky boy, you also know that it is called the Holy Medicine of Healing. It is naturally used for healing. Who told you that it can detoxify? If it can heal the wound and also detoxify, why not sell wine for the teacher? If you get rich, do you still need to go around to make money?"

Fang Zhou said unconvinced: "Poisoning is also an injury. It is an internal injury. Your wine can't even cure internal injuries. How dare you call it a holy medicine for healing."

Ling Xiaoyue twisted her mouth angrily: "You come here for Teacher, let Teacher beat you into internal injuries, and see if it can be cured."

"If you want to threaten with your hands when you are wrong, how dare you say that you are a role model in the education field?"

"Traitor, don't use the one you have in the future."

Seeing the pair of master and apprentice quarreling again, Han Li couldn't help laughing, and the faint sorrow of parting disappeared.

Before leaving, Ling Xiaoyue wandered around Lanruo Temple, scraping the ground three feet away, and scooped up all the silver earned by Monk Huineng over the years.

Fang Zhou didn't know how much money Ling Xiaoyue had looted, but judging from her happy mood, it must be quite a lot.

The three of them left Yefenling with a group of men that day, and separated on the bank of the Jingchu River.

In this era where traffic depends on walking and communication depends on shouting, after parting, the day of seeing each other may be far away.

The world of cultivating immortals may be better, but the road of cultivating immortals is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will die in a certain struggle, or in a secret place where there is no one.

Therefore, a farewell for a cultivator may often turn into a farewell.

Regarding this situation, Fang Zhou, a rookie who just entered the world of cultivating immortals, didn't feel deeply. After saying goodbye to Han Li solemnly and inviting her to visit the sect when she had time, Fang Zhou and Ling Xiaoyue turned and left.

By the way, the sixth generation and Wuwukai were not harmed by the monks. Perhaps it was because the two horses were quite spiritual, so they were not slaughtered, so that they had a chance to return to their owners safely.

Han Li looked at Fang Zhou's back, and silently wrote down the address of the sect he gave her in her heart.

She doesn't know if this separation is a farewell, but if there is a chance, she will definitely meet Fang Zhou again.

……

Late at night, in the quiet courtyard of Lanruo Temple, a crow flew down from a branch and stood on the roof, making an ominous rattling sound.