My Master is a Bug

Ding Yan clenched his fists and said, "Gong Zaixian is another fate in this world!

He has been fighting openly and secretly with my master.

This time, he also sent the Canglang map and another piece of ancient jade into your hands.

In addition, he deliberately lit up this ancient jade in my master's hand, and drew you here.

My master was killed by him! "

"So... I really killed the wrong person."

After Fang Mu muttered, he asked again, "Where is Gong Zaixian now?"

Ding Yan pointed angrily in one direction and roared, "It's on the Demon Burying Mountain over there!"

Fang Mu raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "The Devil Burial Mountain, the name is quite interesting.

What features are there? "

Ding Yan's chest was still heaving and he said, "It is said that on the Devil Burial Mountain, a demon who was in the state of destiny was once buried.

As long as you get close, you can feel the deep magic energy! "

"It's a more obvious feature."

After Fang Mu said something, he suddenly stared into Ding Yan's eyes and said:

"Do you really hope now that I can go to Gong Zaixian's troubles immediately, so that I can let you go?"

Hearing this, Ding Yan trembled uncontrollably again.

Fang Mu stared at it for a while, then smiled:

"You deliberately brewed hatred for Gong Zaixian, and used this hatred to lead the topic to Gong Zaixian.

It's actually not wrong to do so.

If I were in your position, I would probably only be able to find my life in this way.

But your hatred just now was too contrived, obviously deliberately brewing.

You haven't done anything like this before, have you? "

Hearing this, Ding Yan suddenly showed a deep despair on his face.

He deliberately brewed hatred for Gong Zaixian, in fact, he wanted Fang Mu to feel that he would not seek revenge on him.

But obviously, his plan failed from the start.

From the very beginning, Fang Mu knew all about his plans.

Ding Yan, who was in despair, calmed down at this moment.

He slowly closed his eyes and quietly waited for the moment of death.

Fang Mu smiled and waved his hand: "You don't have to do this, I didn't plan to kill you today."

When Ding Yan heard this, he opened his eyes in astonishment.

He wanted to see if the demon of this lower realm was deliberately playing tricks on him.

Fang Mu said lightly, "You have a good talent, and you are a good whetstone.

When you become successful in your cultivation in the future, don't forget to come to me for revenge. "

Ding Yan subconsciously shook his head and said, "I dare not..."

Fang Mu nodded and said, "I know.

Even if you succeed in cultivation, you will not be my opponent.

But it doesn't matter, I still have a few apprentices.

When they come to this world in the future, you can pour your wrath on them. "

After Fang Mu finished speaking, he stopped talking nonsense with Ding Yan and disappeared directly in place.

Ding Yan looked at this empty valley and couldn't believe that the devil didn't kill him.

After standing for a long time, he finally confirmed that he really escaped.

He looked in the direction of Devil Burial Mountain, and said in a daze: "Fang Mu... has a grudge against his apprentice?"

Ding Yan repeated this sentence several times, and his mind gradually calmed down.

At this moment, a gust of breeze blew through, making him completely awake.

But then, he felt as if something was wrong.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized the problem.

This is windless valley, where is the breeze!

Ding Yan suddenly looked around, only to realize that the aura in the Windless Valley, which had been so strong and overflowing, had disappeared without a trace.

Along with these auras, there is also the Qianzhang Bamboo that has grown in the valley for hundreds of years.

Ding Yan looked around blankly for a week before saying with a dull expression:

"There is no spiritual energy in the Valley of No Wind, where should I go to cultivate..."

…

After Fang Mu left, he was not in a hurry to go to Devil Burial Mountain.

He slowly flew over the sky, feeling the Dao rhyme of this world while recalling the battle just now.

However, after just a moment, he shook his head in annoyance.

The battle just now was really unpleasant.

The cultivator had been running away from the fight.

Even at the last moment, it didn't cause any damage to him, just spent some heavy water.

Since the heavy water absorbed some of the immortal energy in the death elixir, the quality was already quite good, so it was only slightly damaged.

After absorbing all the spiritual energy in Windless Valley, most of the heavy water has recovered.

After Fang Mu thought for a while, Ding Yan's figure suddenly popped into his mind.

This young man is quite good, and it should be no problem to use it as a whetstone for Guo Xing and Lin Kaixin.

He begged for an opponent but couldn't, and didn't want his apprentices to fall into the same situation as himself, so he deliberately left Ding Yan dead.

In order to create a suitable growth environment for his two poorly gifted disciples, Fang Mu has taken great pains.

However, after thinking about it for a while, he suddenly realized that he had two apprentices, and one sharpening stone seemed to be insufficient.

"I don't know how many apprentices Gong Zaixian has..."

When Fang Mu thought of this, he suddenly had motivation.

He simply stopped flying slowly, but disappeared directly in place.

After a flash of flickering, Fang Mu's figure appeared on top of a mountain that suppressed deep demonic energy.

According to Ding Yan's description, this should be the Burial Mountain.

However, Fang Mu sensed the entire Devil Burial Mountain~www.novelmt.com~ but found no signs of living beings.

"Am I looking in the wrong place?"

Fang Mu muttered, and his figure disappeared again.

After another flash, he appeared over a nearby sect.

This sect is not big, there is only one shabby-looking mountain gate with the three words Wangshanzong engraved.

When he pressed down with one hand, he crushed the mountain protection formation of Wangshan Sect.

The violent roar instantly alarmed all the monks of the entire sect.

An old man with a gray beard flew out in panic.

However, before he could see what was going on, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

When his sight resumed, there was already a young man in front of him.

This young man doesn't seem to be anything special, but the breath he exudes is the same as the breath he just pierced through the sky.

The old man shuddered suddenly, bowed and said, "Old Qiu Muyu, I have seen the devil!"

Fang Mu said indifferently, "Where is the Demon Burial Mountain?"

Qiu Muyu pointed to a looming mountain in the distance and said, "That mountain is Zhenmo Mountain."

Fang Mu looked in the direction he came from and frowned, "So, I didn't find the wrong place before."

When Qiu Muyu heard these words, he shivered again.

Although he was limited to his cultivation, he couldn't see what kind of strength Fang Mu was, but he knew very well who lived on the Devil Burial Mountain.

This devil, who had just pierced the sky, came to the Devil Burial Mountain to find trouble as soon as he entered the world, which made him have all kinds of guesses.

Just when he was thinking about it, Fang Mu asked again, "Does Gong Zaixian live on the Demon Burying Mountain?"