Chapter 262 The Secret of the Mysterious Coffin

Throwing the dazed Chu Ci into the carriage first, Fang Xing also put away the storage bags of the four servants. The chain on the ground was quite useful, so he put it away together and took it out. When the Wanling Banner was about to wave, he suddenly remembered something, his eyes lit up, and he quickly came to the side of the red-clothed yin waiter, raised the flying sword with a "swish", and pointed it straight at the red-clothed yin waiter...

"You... what are you going to do?"

Although the red-clothed shadow waiter was blown away by Fang Xing's huge force, he was not dead. He was frightened and shouted palely.

"Fang Xiaojiu, you are not allowed to kill..."

Chu Ci in the carriage also poked his head out and yelled at Fang Xing.

"hey-hey……"

Fang Xing smiled ghostly, ignored her, the flying sword turned sharply, and the silver light flashed across.

With a "chi" sound, the red-clothed servant closed his eyes.

However, after waiting in despair for a long while, death did not come, instead, it was cold in the crotch.

"Haha, it turns out there really isn't..."

Fang Xing glanced under the red yin waiter, finally satisfying his curiosity, laughed, and then glared at the red yin waiter, put away the Wanling flag, and cursed fiercely: "Dead eunuch, you are lucky, don't worry about it for now." Feed you to the old evil!"

After speaking, he turned and got into the carriage.

And counting on this girl to drive the car, the four lives are just to give her face, besides, Lao Xie really has some resistance to eating this thing.

"Cross your ass, drive me!"

Fang Xing crossed his legs, lay down in the carriage, rubbed himself comfortably, and ordered Chu Ci.

"Don't drive!"

Chu Ci hated him so much that his teeth itch. He asked him to drive, but he refused to drive, even though they were going to the same place.

"Hey, do you believe that I'm going to kill those four dead eunuchs right now?"

Fang Xing's eyes widened, and he gave himself face, but this girl became more energetic.

"If you dare to kill people indiscriminately, I will commit suicide. Without me, let's see what you use to drive the Zilei car!"

Chu Ci said angrily, looking at it, it seemed that she wanted to negotiate terms with Fang Xing.

"Dare to threaten me?"

Fang Xing suddenly pointed and sealed Chu Ci's meridians: "You don't understand the nice words, so just say something you can understand..."

"You... what are you doing?"

Chu Ci shouted nervously.

"Take off your clothes..."

"Don't... ah... bastard..."

"Can you drive?"

"……meeting……"

"Then let's go quickly..."

"...first... undo my restraint...give me back my clothes..."

"I'll give you ragged clothes, I'd like to see you as a young master..."

"...you are a bastard, a complete bastard..."

"If you're not honest, I'll pick you up..."

The Zilei chariot finally set off smoothly, and it flew into the air like lightning. This is a top-notch flying magic weapon, and its speed is many times faster than the magic boat that Fang Xing was riding on when he came from the Hundred Beasts. When there are enough spirit stones, you can teleport once every three hours, which is enough to teleport thousands of miles, but it is far higher than ordinary magic weapons.

It was also at this time that Fang Xing realized that the carriage was surprisingly spacious, with fox-fur carved couch, purple table and jade lamp, fine wine, panacea, delicacies and wine, everything that one could expect. The jade cup in the left hand holds fine wine, and the right hand holds a pear wood smoked seventh-grade wild boar monster leg. Drinking a sip of wine and gnawing a bite of meat, that life is very beautiful.

This Zilei chariot is a top-grade flying magic weapon, and Chu Ci does not need to drive it all the time. In fact, it only needs her to be in the carriage, and the magic weapon can operate. It cannot be driven normally, but this is a specially customized magic weapon. It is a prohibition set up to protect the noble blood of Chu Wangting, and it is of little practical use.

"Ass, how long can we get there?"

Fang Xing asked Chu Ci who was sitting at the front of the carriage in a rage.

"have no idea!"

"I beat you..."

"Three days!"

"Oh, when will those old men arrive?"

"have no idea!"

"I must beat you..."

"Ah...don't come here...they drive their supernatural powers and teleport many times, and they can arrive in a day!"

Fang Xing's ears hurt from Chu Ci's screams, he sat back with his ears out, and asked angrily, "Can't you talk properly?"

Chu Ci said angrily: "I can't speak properly to you!"

Fang Xing sighed, and said, "My bad temper is blamed on me..."

Chu Ci was speechless.

Thinking of her majestic Princess Chuci, in the eyes of anyone, she is not a dignified, generous, and graceful existence, not to mention the seven small countries around her, even the royal families of the four kingdoms of the Northern Desert, the Western Qin, and the Southern Shang. There have been envoys who proposed marriage to the royal court very early on. Who doesn't dream of marrying himself who has the appearance of a mother in the world? It's just that my brother suppressed it.

It's just that it's hard for him not to get angry if he is so quiet and demure.

This bastard didn't find the reason from himself, but blamed himself for his bad temper...

Chu Ci simply ignored him, and just sat on the sidelines and sulked.

Fang Xing didn't even bother to talk to her, he needed time to practice if he had wine and meat, who would care about this bad-tempered woman...

In the end, Chu Ci couldn't bear it anymore, and asked Fang Xing, "When did you succeed in building the foundation?"

Fang Xing rolled her eyes and said, "What's none of your business?"

Chu Ci, who was angry with a single word, didn't want to talk to him, and there was a long silence, she asked again: "How did you repel those four Yin servants?"

Fang Xing smiled triumphantly, and said, "That's the supernatural power cultivated by my master, how about it?"

"Hmph, isn't it just that there is some powerful magical weapon, and what magical powers are you still boasting?"

Although Fang Xing said the truth, Chu Ci saw the relaxed expression of his words and thought that what he said was false, and remembered that the emperor brother and the ancestor had private discussions, and they both believed that this Hundred Beasts Sect The servants sneaked into Daxue Mountain to hide their true strength in search of opportunities. Their real cultivation should not be very high, but they probably have some powerful magic weapons in their hands.

Chu Ci believed in the judgment of the emperor's brother and the ancestors. At this time, it was hard to believe that Fang Xing had the ability to blow away the four yin servants. Naturally, it was attributed to the magic weapon speculated by the emperor's brother and the ancestors, and he was a little dismissive Gu.

"Haha, you don't care what I rely on, anyway, the young master is very capable, and I will kill your brother sooner or later!"

Fang Xing openly publicized his ambitions in front of Chu Ci.

But Chu Ci didn't seem worried, rolled his eyes and said: "Don't dream, can a magic weapon beat my brother? Take care of yourself, you have already built the foundation, even if you have a powerful magic weapon this time In the midst of such an opportunity, I may not be able to protect myself!"

"Huh? What does that mean?"

Fang Xing was stunned for a moment, thinking that there was something in this girl's words, how could it be more difficult to protect herself after building a foundation?

In the bottom of Chu Ci's heart, she still vaguely thought that Fang Xing was a person who broke the rank temporarily. In addition, he was bullied enough by this bastard, so he deliberately frightened Fang Xing and said, "Don't you know? Yes, there are chances in the Spiritual Realm, there are chances in the foundation building, and there are chances in the foundation building. If you break the rank, you will have the opportunity to enter the Spiritual Realm, and you will still have the strength to compete with others, but if you break the rank temporarily, you will lose your advantage in front of the foundation-building masters. It is no wonder that Wan Luo Patriarch I won't take you!"

"What else is going on?"

Only then did Fang Xing understand why there are both Foundation Establishment Realm Talents and Spiritual Realm Talents in Daxue Mountain. If one wants to improve one's strength, wouldn't it be better to directly improve one's cultivation level? It was only at this time that I realized that there was still such a saying.

"Then what happened to Ye Guyin and Hou Guimen?"

Fang Xing suddenly remembered these two people, but they also broke the steps temporarily in Daxue Mountain.

Chu Ci looked at Fang Xing contemptuously, and said, "Can you compare with others? Sister Ye and Senior Brother Hou are both amazingly talented, and they have accumulated enough talents in the Spiritual Realm. They can form a flawless Dao foundation, and besides, the two of them have their own specialties. After entering the enchantment of the mysterious coffin with my emperor brother, they can be of great help, and we can take the opportunity to build the foundation together..."

"Tch, what a shockingly beautiful fart, one was stripped naked by me, the other was knocked unconscious by me..."

Fang Xing muttered, dismissing Chu Ci's words, and suddenly thought of something again, and said, "How do you know?"

For a long time, although Wanluo old monster did not tell him exactly what this opportunity was, he once mentioned that this opportunity is the biggest secret in the practice world, even he didn't know it clearly, for ordinary disciples She said that she almost didn't know anything. The girl Chu Ci was simply kept and didn't intend to take her there, so how did she know so much?

Seeing Fang Xing asking herself so curiously, Chu Ci stopped talking, turned her head and said, "I don't want to tell you!"

Fang Xing did not speak, his eyes were fixed on her clothes.

Chu Ci's heart felt cold when he saw him, and he covered his chest with his hands and shouted: "What do you want?"

Fang Xingdao: "Suddenly, your clothes are not pleasing to the eye..."

Chu Ci was afraid and angry, and cursed: "Can you stop being so shameless, touch my clothes again, and I will fight you hard!"

Fang Xingdao: "Who made this move the most effective?"

Chu Ci was speechless, knowing that this little ghost really dared to do something, so he could only answer honestly: "What's so strange about this, the news about this great opportunity was first passed on to various forces by Lingshan Temple, several years ago Our Royal Court of Chu has already got a copy, the ancestor and the emperor brother also discussed it, and they didn’t hide it from me. I heard something from them, so I naturally know..."

"Um?"

Fang Xing was excited when he heard this, he looked at Chu Ci threateningly and said, "Tell me everything you know!"

Chu Ci said: "I..."

Fang Xingdao: "If you don't say anything, I will take off your clothes..."

Chu Ci jumped up in anger, but hit her head with a "boom". She covered her head with one hand in pain and anxiety, tears swirled in her eye sockets, and put her hand on her waist, almost crying, angrily Fang Xingdao: "Why do you bastard dare to bully me? I warn you, if you touch my clothes again, I will bite my tongue and kill myself immediately. You can fly to Jueyao Ridge by yourself!"

Seeing that Chu Ci was about to cry, Fang Xing's arrogance also weakened a little. He lowered his head not to look at her, and muttered in his mouth: "You blame me for bumping your own head? You kill yourself every now and then. I wonder if you can handle your temper?" Don't be so smelly?"

Chu Ci: "..."