Chapter 846 Beware of Monk Shenxiu (Third Update)

He just said hello to Shenxiu lightly, and Mr. Fusu didn't say much. He followed Fang Xing up the mountain and entered the palace to have a banquet. When the other cultivators saw this, they didn't understand what was going on. Even though resources were scarce in this Demonic Abyss, everyone tried their best and prepared generous gifts, which were brought to the banquet by the leading figures of the various Taoist forces. In the southeast, northwest, and southeast, almost every Taoism that entered the Demonic Abyss sent people. When he came, even the Meng and Han clans sent congratulatory gifts. Heads were rolling and faces were full of smiles, congratulating Fangxing for returning to the family...

Fang Xing, the little devil from Nanzhan, really became a member of the Yuan family?

This is a big event. Not to mention inside the Demon Abyss, even outside the Demon Abyss, many Taoists who got the news were shocked.

Moreover, when this news spreads, it will definitely become a big event in China and even Tianyuan, shocking all Taoist traditions.

And those who originally coveted the territory of the Tribulation Dao have since then stopped thinking about the Tribulation Dao Shishan Mountains.

After all, these ten mountains belonged to the little devil in the past, but now they belong to the Yuan family in name only!

In such a huge China, how many people dare to compete with the Yuan family for territory?

"Nineteenth brother, since you are a member of my Yuan family, you are protected by the family. You have the order with you. No matter where you go, no one can easily bully or insult you. But you can't bully others by relying on the family's reputation. You must remember !" At the banquet, Mr. Fusu held the wine glass and calmly ordered Fang Xing: "In addition, you must know that the family is closely related to you. When it rises, it will prosper and when it declines, there will be no safe eggs under the nest. What will you do in the future? , we must put the interests of the family first at all times, and we can no longer act according to our hearts and act nonsense like before!"

After hearing the words of an elder admonishing a junior, all the cultivators around him stopped and watched quietly.

After hearing this, Fang Xing smiled softly and said, "After accepting this marriage, you won't take away all my precious opportunities by force, right?"

"This... nonsense, how can the family value your little things?"

Mr. Fusu felt slightly embarrassed and subconsciously scolded him, not knowing what to say.

"Haha, then I'll be relieved!"

Fang Xing smiled and said: "As I said before, in my territory, the fortune can be shared with the family. If there is anything else, let's discuss it slowly!"

Mr. Fusu's eyes flashed slightly, and the cultivators around him also looked at each other with hidden smiles.

This little devil is really clever...and a little shameless!

Mr. Fusu just talked about the situation that the clan members should consider for the family. Before he mentioned any specific interests, the little devil first acted like a villain who was worried that the family would steal his treasure. No matter how much Mr. Fusu had any other thoughts, he could only reprimand him for the sake of the family's face in this situation. But this little devil simply hit the snake and followed it with a stick. He said he was relieved and completely blocked Fusu. Mr. Su's words below, of course, he also showed a certain degree of sincerity and agreed to share the immortal fate of creation with the Yuan family. He still knew how to advance and retreat, and did not make the matter too rigid. There was no need to think too hard. Not thorough.

"The Yuan family will be lively in the future..."

All the cultivators were thinking in their hearts, but their faces were calm, and they were drinking and discussing things, which was very lively.

"I know you must have doubts in your heart, but since you have the Yuan family talisman in your hand, you must have guessed something before, but you just don't know what it is. In fact, even I don't know about those old memories. I don’t know much about it, but I only know that seven hundred years ago, the family had an old grudge, and you were dying of a serious illness. Your father was dissatisfied with some of the family’s practices at that time, so he stole a rare treasure from the family and took you with him. After escaping from the family, for the next seven hundred years, he has been thinking of ways to reincarnate you and start a new life!"

"Looking at your appearance now, he must have succeeded. Ever since the family received the news that someone holding the Yuan family's talisman appeared in Tianyi Palace, they have already guessed that it was you. Someone in the family once suggested that you should be killed. Captured back, but the ancestors gave him back. After all, blood is thicker than water. There is no need to implicate the grievances of the older generation to you, the younger generation. In fact, even your father, the ancestors, who betrayed the family, I also planned to forgive him, but I kept on conducting secret visits and even spread the news, but I didn’t see him coming back..."

After three rounds of drinking, the guests at the banquet were having a good time. Some said goodbye, while others chatted more happily. However, Mr. Fusu called Fang Xing, came to the top of the mountain, and briefly told the past events in an understatement, which made Fang Xing even more excited. Doubts and confusion in my heart...

"Could he be talking about Uncle Eleven?"

Fang Xing couldn't help but think of the old Baimao who stole his treasure in Lingshan Temple, and murmured in his heart.

The talisman was given by Uncle Eleven, and it was that talisman that caused the Yuan family to misunderstand. What on earth is going on...

What a mess about reincarnation. Could it be that Uncle Eleven is really his father?

As soon as he thought of this problem, Fang Xing's face changed drastically, his eyes looked weird...

"So, don't have any grudge against your family, practice hard, and you will be able to succeed. And even though your bloodline is..."

As Young Master Fusu spoke, he mentioned bloodline, but suddenly paused, shook his head and said with a smile, "Let's discuss this later!"

However, there seemed to be some disdain in the eyes that looked over, but it just passed away briefly.

"He should be referring to the bloodline of the Beiming family..."

Fang Xing understood clearly in his heart, but he didn't bother to tell the truth. He just watched with cold eyes.

It seemed that regardless of whether the Yuan family recognized him or not, having two bloodlines in him was destined to be despised.

Don't worry about anything, it's all nonsense. If he really didn't care, he wouldn't have pointed it out on the first day they met.

"One more thing, I need to remind you!"

When they were leaving, Mr. Fusu's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at Fang Xing: "That little monk next to you, it's best not to get too close!"

Fang Xing, who was in a mess, was slightly startled: "Huh?"

Mr. Fusu said calmly: "Buddhist affairs are very deep. Even if our Yuan family is not afraid, it will be very troublesome if we get into trouble. Especially I think that young monk has a good spirit and implies Buddha's power. Even I am also afraid of it." You can't see through his depth. Maybe he is the trump card between Lingshan Temple and Pure Land in the fight for Buddhahood. This time he has entered the devil's abyss and pestered you all the way. His heart is not pure, so you'd better drive him away. …”

"impossible!"

Fang Xinghui looked firmly into Mr. Fusu's eyes.

"Haha, whatever you want!"

Mr. Fusu smiled faintly, floated up, and swept down the mountain.

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Late at night, when Fang Xing returned to the palace, his expression was still very confused.

"Senior brother, are you okay?"

As soon as he saw him coming back, he scoffed, and then a white shadow and a green donkey came over, with four eyes full of concern.

"What can happen to me?"

Fang Xing glared at Shenxiu and Qinglu. Now, he was the only one living on the mountain range at the core of his territory of Jie Dao. Although Chu Ci had become his little wife, her cultivation was too important now and they did not live together. They stayed with Wang Qiong in the territory of the Snowy Mountains. Qinglu and Shenxiu also had their own areas to guard, but these two guys were obviously too curious and had been waiting for them.

"You actually recognized this poor relative of the Yuan family and agreed to share life with them. Why do I feel so wrong?"

Shenxiu said with a confused look.

"Two..."

Qing Donkey also barked beside him, and Shenxiu followed up and said: "My nephew said, and you are already planning to use these ten mountains to exchange for a volume of the Supreme Sutra. If someone really brings the Supreme Sutra, then in the future What else can you give to the Yuan family?"

"Hey...can't we rob it again later?"

Fang Xing's words made Shenxiu and Donkey roll their eyes, and then he became a little more patient and explained: "Although I think that with the current generous gift, I can definitely get that volume of Taishang Sutra, but I also need to There is a contingency. If it really cannot be exchanged, then there is a high probability that it will be in the hands of the Chinese monks by chance, just like the Broken Formation Sutra. Then you need to use the power of a Chinese Taoist order to find it. There are other things like this. Is the Yuan family more suitable? Furthermore, in the unlikely event that I can’t find that volume of the Supreme Sutra, I can also find a way to encourage the Yuan family to help me get Xiaoman back... Anyway, no matter what, My little man must be snatched back!"

Seeing Shenxiu and Qinglu looking dumbfounded, he sighed softly, frowned and said, "Actually, the more important reason is that these things seem to be caused by Uncle Eleven, and I don't know. What the hell is this old Baimao doing? But after all, he is my eleventh uncle and he will definitely not harm me, so I will try my best to cooperate with him if possible..."

"I'm relieved now. It seems that senior brother hasn't changed!"

Shenxiu breathed a sigh of relief, then stared at Fang Xing with strange eyes: "You really scared me just now!"

"What are you so afraid of?"

Shenxiu suddenly burst into tears and said, "I'm afraid that if you recognize the Yuan family, you won't want me anymore. That Mr. Fusu obviously doesn't like me!"

"Forget it, let's rob Daosi Daosi and why others like it?"

Fang Xing felt a chill and kicked Shenxiu aside: "If you continue to talk nonsense, I will first remove your fourth master and give him to my apprentice!"

"Two...two..."

The green donkey burst into joy, and his long donkey face was full of anticipation.

Shenxiu was so frightened that she huddled aside and stopped talking, her little face full of grievances.

Looking at the little monk, and then thinking about Master Fusu's words, Fang Xing couldn't help feeling confused, but he shook his head, thinking that Shenxiu, this little bald donkey, besides loving watching fairies bathing, eating meat, and beating people On the back of his head, he likes to follow his own example, but he is still a good monk in other aspects. If he has any impure intentions, it must be Fusu who is causing discord.

Thinking of this, he laughed again: "I didn't drink enough just now. Shenxiu went to get some wine and drink some more with me!"

"okay!"

Shenxiu became happy again, and went to the banquet to hold the wine jar.

Looking at his cheerful expression, Fang Xing breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little ridiculous. He was lying lazily on the couch waiting for Shenxiu to come over with a drink, but suddenly he felt a spiritual light gathering in his arms and hurriedly reached out and took it out. Astonishingly, it was the sound-transmitting jade talisman given to him by his eldest cousin. The spiritual thoughts on it fluctuated, and his eldest cousin's voice came over: "The Supreme Sutra has been found..."