Chapter 844 Three Gifts

Boom!

The gate of the village in the north of Jie Dao's territory is wide open. Inside the gate, there are already Jie Dao monks who are blowing long conchs and beating big drums. The sound is overwhelming. And inside the gate of the village, there is a man wearing a shabby monk's robe and a finger-like hair on his head. Fang Xing, a man with short sword hair, swaggered down the mountain with his hands behind his back. At the gate of the village, the three maids of the Yuan family stepped aside and saw a young man in a red robe. The young master strolled forward. He seemed to be walking on land, but in fact, every step he took was three feet away from the ground, making him appear to be walking in the air.

This man is exceptionally handsome in appearance, but gentle and gentle in his demeanor. He has a certain nobility that makes people dare not look directly at him, but they don't realize that he is sharp. There are two long white tassels on the temples, which are tied up in a bun. Then it hung down on his shoulders, which gave him a dash of chicness and agility in addition to his heroic aura. Many practitioners around him subconsciously held their breath when they saw him.

The divine son of the Yuan family!

Young Master Fusu, one of the four great princes in the Central Region of China!

It can also be said that this person is one of the most outstanding young people among the younger generation in this world.

Fang Xing came down from the mountain, and he came from outside. The two met each other inside and outside the village gate, and both looked at each other.

Just as the two people looked at each other, the air in the room seemed to freeze, and there were faint invisible ripples.

One is the most famous little devil, and the other is one of the most noble nobles, but they meet on this occasion.

This kind of situation makes people feel vaguely weird and secretly shocked.

"Nineteenth brother, we finally meet..."

After looking at each other for a long time, the red-robed divine son of the Yuan family smiled softly and spoke with a warm and gentle attitude.

"hey-hey……"

Fang Xing also lowered his head and smiled, then suddenly raised his head and looked at Mr. Fusu, frowning and said: "Why am I ranked nineteen? How can you be so sure that I am your brother? You didn't mean to make me younger on purpose. You’re the one who took advantage of me, right?”

"Forehead……"

The monks around him couldn't help but press their foreheads after hearing this.

No one would have thought that this little devil would discuss seniority when they met for the first time...

However, they are all looking forward to it. The mystery of the little devil's life experience has always been the focus of the monks in all regions of China.

If he is really a member of the Yuan family, then I don't know how many orthodox traditions will change their attitude towards this little devil.

After hearing this, Mr. Fusu smiled softly and said: "If we really count our generations, you and I are not of the same generation. Given our life experience seven hundred years ago, I at least have to call you You are called a little ancestor, but you have been reincarnated countless times. That generation has long been in chaos. Naturally, you can no longer calculate it based on your life experience seven hundred years ago. Since you have successfully come back alive in this life, you have After receiving the talisman of our Yuan family, we will regard you as a descendant of this generation. This matter was also requested by the head of the family. Before you, there were eighteen sons in the direct line of the Yuan family. You appeared late and your age It’s also the best, ranked 19th, but doesn’t it make sense?”

"What is this mess, and what is the situation with reincarnation?"

Fang Xing frowned even more as he listened. He felt that besides himself, everyone else knew about his life experience?

"Oh haha, then let's calculate based on the previous generations..."

Although he didn't understand it, it didn't stop Fang Xing from agreeing casually with a smile, but his eyes were spinning, not knowing what to think about.

"It seems you don't understand your life experience!"

Master Fusu saw Fang Xing's expression and knew what he was thinking. He smiled faintly and said, "The person who gave you the Yuan family's talisman probably didn't explain it clearly to you, but it doesn't matter. When the time comes, When the time comes, they will always tell you the causes and consequences. You just need to know that no matter how your life experience changes or who your biological parents are, it is all a result of reincarnation. In the end, your source of truth still comes from the source family. You have what you have now. His achievements and abilities are all due to the Yuan family’s unlucky luck..."

"Depend on!"

Fang Xing wanted to curse as soon as he heard this.

Who are these people? At first, the eldest cousin said that she could cultivate into a three-headed and six-armed demonic form because of the bloodline of their Beiming family. Now this guy said that he could achieve what he has now because of the luck of their Yuan family. Add body...

...After so many years of co-writing, you have done nothing?

But before he could turn his back, Mr. Fusu waved his hand again and said with a soft smile: "Even as a member of the same clan, you should have some etiquette when meeting each other. I have always heard that you get into trouble every day and steal a lot of good things. This I won’t give you any gifts, but I will help you solve a small problem, just as a favor..." After that, he looked to both sides and nodded lightly.

At this time, three people walked over from the other side of the Taiyin River. One was wearing linen, and the other two were wearing white robes and black robes. All three were holding a tray in their hands, and the middle one was slightly bullier. The other two are flatter.

The old man in sackcloth came to Mr. Fusu, and Zi Ying'er beside him gently took off the gauze scarf.

The cultivators looked into the tray and suddenly exclaimed in low voices.

What was in the tray was a head.

When Fang Xing saw it, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he didn't understand Mr. Fusu's intention. The head belonged to a middle-aged man, with a beard on his face and a strong outline, but he saw it clearly. I feel indifferent and don't know what his intentions are.

"This person is called Huangfu Moshi. He is the third of the four ancestors of the Nanzhan Huangfu clan living in China. He bought your longevity sword talisman at a high price and invited the sword talisman to assassinate you. This person was responsible for the plan. I spent 70,000 elves to find out this person's identity, and bought his longevity sword talisman for 130,000 elves. In this way, his head So he gave it to me, just think of it as the first meeting gift I gave you today, the Huangfu family will never dare to offend you again!"

Master Fusu's calm explanation made all the cultivators around him take a breath of cold air.

What surprised them was not only the generosity of Mr. Fusu in spending 200,000 spirit spirits to deal with one person, but also the courage of this person. The Eternal Life Sword has always been strict about keeping the identity of the person who purchased the Eternal Life Sword Talisman secret. A slight leak revealed that Mr. Fusu actually had the means to find out the identity of the third elder of the Huangfu family, and then bought his longevity talisman. The meaning of blood for blood, tooth for tooth, should not be too obvious, especially for someone like him. With such an understatement, it makes people feel faintly cold.

Even Fang Xing was in a daze. He had fought with the Changsheng Sword twice, and he didn't know who was going to deal with him...

But not counting Mr. Fusu, another old man in black also brought a tray over. Hongqueer lifted the gauze on it, but to the surprise of the cultivators, what was on this tray was a baby with a belt. The bloody palm was crystal clear and clearly belonged to a master.

Mr. Fusu said again: "This palm belongs to a man named Lu Fengxian. I know that he is your enemy, and I wanted to take his head and give it to you. Unfortunately, this man is very talented and unexpected." To my surprise, even though I set up a killing array, I only cut off one of his hands and he escaped. However, the Lu clan he belonged to was also warned and must not dare to get involved in Taipei again. Go to Taoism!"

"Lu Fengxian!"

When Fang Xing heard this, he couldn't help but raised his eyebrows and looked a little moved.

The Yuan family was indeed very capable, and they didn't even know where the man had escaped, but Fusu found him unknowingly, cut off one of his palms, and directly warned the Lu family to let him go. That group of people bowed their heads and admitted defeat...

He couldn't help but look at the third tray, his eyes moving slightly.

If the first gift is the head of a mountain master with the Eternal Life Sword, and the other two gifts are the palm of Lu Fengxian, then...

...This is the third gift that was saved for the end. What is it?

Even Fang Xing was a little excited, thinking it would be great if this guy could lift the head of the ancestor of the Huangfu family...

But Zi Yuan'er lifted the veil on the tray with a light movement. To everyone's surprise, there were two jade deeds inside.

Mr. Fusu, on the other hand, picked up two jade deeds with a light movement, walked forward slowly, and said lightly: "Ten days ago, you rashly killed the children of the Meng family and the Han family. Although those two people are not very important figures, they are members of the Meng and Han tribes after all. Not killing people when discussing matters is the bottom line for a big family to deal with. If you don't hurt people, no matter how you beat them, No matter what you robbed from them, I can help you bear it. Unfortunately, before you returned to the family, you committed a taboo, hurt people's lives, and hit the bottom. In this case, it is the family that has to step in. To protect you, I have to give the other party adequate compensation!"

As he spoke, he walked into the entrance of the village: "I was originally very angry about this, but thinking that you have been used to being wild outside and it is normal to not understand the rules, I decided to help you cook. Before coming here, I have I have talked with the sons of the Meng family and the Han family. They can forget about what you did today, but accordingly, you should use two of these ten mountains to compensate them. Zhang is the contract, you put a seal on it, and this disaster will be gone, so be satisfied!"

Want my mountains, and two of them?

Fang Xingdu was immediately stunned, his brows knitted together for a moment!

The young monk Shenxiu and even Chu Ci, Wang Qiong and others were instantly startled and turned to look at him.

The green donkey, with its hooves clattering, went directly to the back of the village.

Based on their understanding of Fang Xing, they all had a premonition of something bad...

Sure enough, when he saw that Mr. Fusu was walking lightly into the stronghold, Fang Xingze suddenly raised his hand and pressed, and a ray of spiritual light penetrated into the large formation that was everywhere but already lurking around him. It was like water patterns, and the waves flowed toward the Fengchan cauldron on the top of the mountain, and then flowed down from the cauldron, turning into a layer of purple light, covering the entire mountain...

This sudden scene made Mr. Fusu slightly startled and stopped.

"Nineteenth brother, what do you mean?"

He frowned slightly, but still did not lose his composure and asked calmly.

"First of all, I am not your nineteenth brother. According to seniority, you have to call me little ancestor. This cannot be messed up!"

At this time, Fang Xing squatted at the entrance of the village and said with a smile: "Second, if you return to the family, let's talk about returning to the family. Don't get it involved with other things. Everything else is easy to discuss, but if you want If you want my territory..."

As he spoke, his face suddenly turned cold and he shouted in a low voice: "Shenxiu!"

The little monk Shenxiu seemed to have been prepared for it. He jumped out immediately, put his hands on his hips and shouted: "If you have the ability, come in!"