Chapter 568 Fang Han's Adventure

On the bank of Longyuan River, everyone was stunned.

There are many guards of the Fang family, including Fang Zeshan and Bai Haichan.

The world in everyone's eyes seems to be eclipsed by the sky and the earth.

They only saw that Fang Qingxue was like a god creating the world, surrounded by lightning, hanging in the sky between heaven and earth.

Fang Qingwei narrowed her eyes when she heard Bai Haichan's roar.

Secret realm of supernatural powers?

What’s so great about the magical secret realm!

Even Qingwei broke through the secret realm of supernatural powers three years ago.

All of this is the work of that man...

The same goes for the technique she is using now.

In Fang Qingxue's mind, she recalled her sister's hysterical confession to her a few days ago.

His eyes were slightly absent-minded.

On the other hand, Bai Haichan has no intention of fighting again at this moment.

Taking advantage of Fang Qingxue's distracted moment, he turned around and ran wildly into the distance, trying to escape the pursuit.

only.

Fang Qingxue reacted very quickly.

Her white clothes were fluttering, and she reached out and pointed forward.

"Shangqing, Lei!"

A divine thunder that was as thick as the mouth of a bowl was blasted forward quickly, pointing directly at Bai Haichan's back.

boom!

There was no room for dodge.

Bai Haichan's entire body was hit, and there was a burning smell immediately.

The precious garment that could withstand swords was struck by divine lightning and torn into silk cloth in an instant.

Wow!

He staggered and ran wildly, falling into the depths of the rolling Longyuan River.

"If your life is destroyed, what's the use of escaping?!"

Fang Qingxue took a step forward.

Thinking of the scene of her sister and 'him' being embarrassed, she felt murderous intent in her heart.

Aiming at the direction where Bai Haichan fell into the water, he grabbed it with one hand.

Bai Haichan's body was immediately sucked out of the river.

At this time.

From his arms, a simple scroll and a palm-sized gold and iron box fell out.

The moment Fang Qingwei's magic power was touched, a dragon suddenly flew out of the scroll.

The dragon opened its eyes wide, rolled up Bai Haichan's body, got into the river together with the scroll and the box, and disappeared before everyone's eyes.

After being stunned for a while, Fang Qingwei was thoughtful.

It turns out that the "Picture of Fu Jiao Huangquan" cannot be contaminated with magic power, otherwise it will awaken the power.

It is indeed an ancient treasure that contains great mystery!

She sighed inwardly and slowly landed.

In the distance, Fang Zeshan led the crowd and quickly gathered around him.

"Qingxue!" He said with great excitement: "You have actually cultivated to the secret realm of supernatural powers. Our Fang family has been..."

"Second uncle."

Fang Qingxue interrupted him directly: "Second uncle, please arrange the arrangements and search along the river bank."

"I need to go back and see my father first."

"Okay, okay..."

This time, Fang Qingxue still didn't wait for his answer.

Invoking the power within his body, he rose from the ground like a crane, glided in the air, and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Countless people were mobilized and searched carefully along the upper and lower reaches of Longyuan River.

...

For Lin Luo.

All he needs is the picture of underworld.

As for who gets the Huangquan map, it doesn't actually matter.

The reason why we have to follow the original plot plan is mainly because we are worried about the variable of ‘Creation Immortal King’.

otherwise.

He could just tell Fang Qingxue to kill him directly.

And when collecting the underworld map, do not release mana.

Lin Luo and Fang Qingxue have an in-depth understanding of their relationship.

Taking over Huangquan Tu is not a big deal, it's just more compensation.

In the early stages of the plot, before the memories of past lives have awakened.

These people have a narrow vision.

A mere magical secret realm can make people exclaim for a long time.

In fact, Lin Luo is also very puzzling.

According to Fang Zeshan's dictation, the news about the 'Yellow Spring Picture' was received from their ancestors in the Yuhua Sect.

However.

Fang Zeshan added: Fang Qingxue is the first person in the Fang family to be promoted to the secret realm of supernatural powers in decades.

In other words, the ancestor who practiced in the Yuhua Sect has not yet reached the secret realm of supernatural powers...

Lin Luo: Huh?

If you don't reach the secret realm of supernatural powers, aren't you an outer disciple?

When did even the outer disciples become eligible to have access to this kind of news?

Moreover, the Yuhua Sect gave the Fang family full authority to snatch the Underworld Map from Bai Haichan?

This is the narrowness of the early plot.

In order to highlight the awesomeness of the ‘Secret Realm of Supernatural Powers’, the vision of many characters naturally had to be compressed a lot.

Although Lin Luo also knew that this had nothing to do with the overall plot.

But he had to explain to avoid misunderstanding.

...

The bank of Longyuan River.

The night gradually passed, and it was morning again.

Somewhere deep in the reeds on the shore, Fang Han practiced here all night.

Over the past few days, he only had a vague understanding of the secret pattern of "Nian Hua Smile".

It can activate the magic power in the body, but it cannot inject this magic power into the petals and leaves.

Injecting magic power will cause the petals to collapse immediately, making it difficult to stay.

If it were replaced by a magic weapon or a flying sword.

It can maintain some power.

But in that case, the technique cannot be called "Holding Flowers and Smiling", but must be called "Holding a Sword and Smiling Wryly".

Among them, the control and use of magic power require diligent practice.

Among the reeds, Fang Han stood up straight and patted the morning dew off his body.

Look at the Longyuan River in the distance, and then look upstream.

Last night at midnight.

He vaguely noticed that there seemed to be a war starting far upstream.

Fang Han originally wanted to go upstream and take a look.

As soon as he had this thought, he immediately recalled that his master had taught him that if he wanted to live better in the world of immortal cultivation, one very important aspect was not to join in the fun!

If you join in the fun and watch when the big guys fight, you might die on the spot when the aftermath of the attack comes.

What's the point of practicing?

After thinking for a long time, Fang Han finally gave up the idea of ​​"waiting and watching".

It was not until the early hours of the morning that the surging powerful aura became calm.

Huh!

Stretching his tired body, Fang Han took a deep breath.

He didn't know how long it would take for him to reflect and repent.

If the "future master's wife" lost her temper, how would she find him?

Wouldn't she let me go back in the future?

Uh...

Countless thoughts flashed through Fang Han's mind.

There was a sudden flash of light on the water not far away, as if something shiny was reflecting the sunlight.

He was attracted by the light at a glance.

"Hmm?"

"That seems to be... a person?!"

When Fang Han saw the floating object on the water, his face changed.

Now, he was born and raised in the secular world, and he still retained some innocence.

Seeing someone fall into the water, he subconsciously ran forward to save the person.

He jumped into the water, dragged the person ashore, and checked his body.

"No breath..."

"Hu, hu!"

Fang Han's heart suddenly tightened, and even his breath began to become disordered.

The person in front of him was wearing a tattered robe, and only occasionally a few places could still see the gorgeous dark gold color.

The whole body was burnt as if it was burned by a raging fire, and there was a long wound on the back.

"Wait!" He suddenly remembered.

"Those movements last night, could they be these people?"

He turned the man's body over, wanting to see his face, and then bury him.

After all, it was a human life, and he might have participated in a mysterious war.

No matter what angle he stood at, Fang Han didn't want to get involved too much.

Being able to bury him in peace is the greatest mercy.

Just turned the man over.

Bang!

A crisp sound reached my ears.

A gold and iron box suddenly fell from the corpse's arms and hit the gravel on the river bank, making a pleasant sound.

At the same time, an ancient painting also fell.

Looking at the two things lying on the ground, Fang Han was startled, and then narrowed his eyes.

He reached out to pick up the thing and held it in his hand to examine it.