Chapter 45 Qin Yan

"Go to Zhaoyunmen?" Fang Xin has always been wary of Mo Zhu, but he can't help but be interested after hearing his proposal. After all, there are people in Zhaoyunmen that they care about the most.

Seeing Fang Xin's smile at the corners of his mouth, Mo Zhu was also in a good mood, and then laughed and said, "How about Brother Fang? I said you would be interested."

"I do want to go, but I don't know what the purpose of our trip is. Brother Mo, don't tell me that you are bored in the door, so you want to go to Zhaoyunmen to have some fun." Although he was very moved, there was always a chill in Mo Zhu's smile, so Fang Xin had to ask the origin suspiciously.

"Ha ha, if I really want to go to Zhaoyunmen to have some fun, will you still go with me?" In the face of Fang Xin's seriousness, Mo Zhu still replied without any seriousness.

"Hmm." Hearing this, Fang Xin's eyebrows suddenly frowned.

"Haha, no kidding. In fact, when I go here, I want to take the teacher's important task. However, this trip is not dangerous, so I want to take you to practice. It's not that my brother said that it's good to practice hard behind closed doors, but the most important thing in the way to cultivate immortals is opportunity. Maybe you and I can beat your ten years of hard work, are you right?" Maybe he understood Fang Xin's temperament. Mo Zhu stopped joking, but told him the real reason.

Hearing Mo Zhu's explanation, Fang Xin quickly accepted his statement. After all, Mo Zhu's words, the demon soul did not know how many times he had persuaded himself before. I was ready to walk around and meet the opportunity. I just didn't expect that as soon as he had this plan, Mo Zhu took the initiative to come to him. In this way, Fang Xin had to be cautious again.

"Thousands of monks in Taihemen, why did this Mozhu take a fancy to me? This person seems to have paid more attention to me since his appearance, and the gaze on the Zixuan Hall is even more strange. Is it possible that he really discovered some secrets about me?" Standing still and thinking about everything carefully, Fang Xin did not dare to walk with him because of his various vigilance against Mo Zhu. However, if you refuse Mo Zhu's kindness at this time, you will more or less show your modesty. In such a dilemma, Fang Xin did not know how to choose at this time.

Seeing Fang Xin's hesitation, Mo Zhu raised his eyebrows and said, "What is Brother Fang doing? Are you afraid that you can't eat you on the road?"

Fang Xin has heard that Mo Zhu's words are not all jokes. So after thinking about it for a moment, in order not to make himself look too guilty, Fang Xin had to brace himself and said, "Ha ha, what did Brother Mo say? I'm not afraid that my cultivation is too low and I will cause you trouble at that time? But since my brother thinks highly of my brother so much, it doesn't matter if I go with you."

"Hehe, that's right." Seeing Fang Xin agree, Mo Zhu immediately stroked his palm and smiled.

"Please ask Brother Mo to wait for a moment, and I will report to the master, and then how about going out with you?"

"This is natural. As the disciple of the teaching, Brother Fang can't disappear for no reason. Let's go." After saying that, Mo Zhu actually took the initiative to lead Fang Xin to find Qingsong.

Seeing this situation, Fang Xin's high-hanging heart also fell a little. After all, with this explanation, Qing Song knows who he is going down the mountain with, and Mo Zhu must not dare to use any more means on the road.

Qing Song did not object to Mo Zhu's intention to take Fang Xin to Zhaoyunmen, but was extremely encouraging. After several instructions, Qing Song actually gave Fang Xin a flying sword. The name of the sword is remnant wind, and it is a top-quality treasure.

Seeing that Qingsong's other party believed in such a deep love, Mo Zhu beside him had another calculation, but he didn't show anything after all. For Fang Xin, he doesn't care much. The top-quality treasure is also a great treasure. In addition, Fang Xin has never had a sword, so he was not polite to take over the remnant wind and refine it on the spot.

Saying goodbye to Qing Song, Fang Xin flew to Zhaoyunmen with the new flying sword and Mo Zhu. Along the way, the letter also saw that Mo Zhu wanted to talk several times, but in the end, Mo Zhu did not say anything, and Fang Xin naturally would not take the initiative to explain.

It was not until Fang Xin and Qing Song had to walk close to Zhaoyun Mountain that Mo Zhu finally opened his mouth and talked to Fang Xin, "Brother Fang, tell me how you and the master know each other. Why do he value you so much?"

After listening to this question, Fang Xin knew what Mozhu wanted to hear. Mo Zhu could not have known his origin, otherwise he would not have looked very familiar when he first saw him. Fang Xin knew very well that a flying sword with a top-grade treasure weapon had once again aroused Mo Zhu's infinite speculation, so he asked this question.

Fang Xin was not afraid of him asking, so he immediately made the matter between himself and Qingsong clear. After a few words, Mo Zhu couldn't find anything different in it in the end. Fang Xinben still expected Mo Zhu to say something to solve his doubts about this matter. As a result, Mo Zhu's silence also made Fang Xin put away this thought.

After staying up late at night, Fang Xin and Mo Zhu began to really move towards Zhaoyunmen. Fang Xin, a person who has practiced in Zhaoyunmen, led the way, but the two brothers are not unfamiliar in Zhaoyunmen.

At this time, Fang Xin knew that Mozhu's trip was for the fairy pavilion of Zhaoyunmen.

Although it is an unimpeded journey to the fairy pavilion, because the prohibition of Zhaoyunmen fairy pavilion is particularly severe, he is as strong as ink bamboo, and he can only look at the door and sigh.

But after a while, Mo Zhu looked at Fang Xin with a smile, and then asked, "Brother Fang, did you get the method of control prohibited by Zhaoyunmen Fairy Pavilion?"

"No, how can I come into contact with such secrets." Fang Xin really doesn't know how to control it, so he simply denies it.

However, after listening to Fang Xin's words, Mo Zhu muttered in a low voice, "Oh, I thought the master gave you a flying sword because you made great contributions."

After muttering this sentence, seeing that Fang Xin's face had not changed, Mo Zhu smiled again and asked again, "I don't know if Fang has any other way to open the fairy pavilion, or you don't have to open it, as long as you can go in."

"Brother Mo is really funny. How can I have such a ability." Aware of the other meanings in Mo Zhu's words, Fang Xin first looked at him vigilantly, and then said with a smile.

But Mo Zhu didn't seem to give up, and finally asked directly, "Brother Fang, do you think there will be any strange beauty if you practice something about life and soul skills or methods?"

Hearing this last question, Fang Xin's head suddenly buzzed, and he couldn't even smile. No matter how stupid Fang Xin is, he can understand that the matter of entering the Fairy Pavilion in Zixuanmen must have fallen into Mozhu's eyes. Otherwise, he can't ask all these questions.

Thinking about these clearly, the ideas in Fang's confidence come to life. It's a small matter to have two souls, but if Mozhu tells Qingsong about this matter, they guessed that the demon soul in the Zixuanmen Fairy Pavilion was taken away by themselves. In that case, whether they can survive is really a problem. So thinking of this, although Fang Xin knew it was impossible, he had secretly planned to make Mo Zhu shut up.

Although he thought so, Fang Xin still denied it first: "Ha ha, can the soul of life still be cultivated? This brother really doesn't know what's wrong. If Brother Mo appreciates it one day, I hope Brother Mo will let him know and let me gain insights."

Looking at Fang Xin pretending to be confused, Mo Zhu didn't break it. He still laughed and said, "Well, it's good."

Just when Fang Xin and Mo Zhu pretended to be snakes, a strange voice suddenly appeared, breaking the peace created by their efforts: "The two Taoist friends are talking about something. They seem to be very happy. Can you tell me and make me happy?"

Hearing this sound, Fang Xin and Mo Zhu were shocked. Especially Mo Zhu, when he talked to Fang Xin, he always let go of his consciousness, for fear that someone would approach and not know. However, he didn't find that someone was approaching until someone made a sound. This situation only shows that the cultivation of the comer is far above himself.

Thinking of this, Mo Zhu hurriedly followed the sound, but he was stunned again after seeing the people.

The man who came out of the night was just a young man who looked like a twenties, revealing the dignity of his body in a gorgeous suit. What's more strange is that this person has red hair, and even the color of his pupils is red. This appearance adds a little evil to his dignity.

Mo Zhu is now very confused, because he found that although this young man is extraordinary, his cultivation is only in the later stage of spiritual gathering. Although it is quite good to have such cultivation at this age, Mo Zhu does not believe that he can avoid his divine surveillance with his cultivation.

Just as Mo Zhu was puzzled, the young man in Huafu came to the two of them and said with a smile, "Why did you two have such an expression? Did I disturb your interest?"

Facing the question of the Huafu youth, Mo Zhu did not answer, but stared at him, as if he wanted to see through something.

However, Fang Xin doesn't care about this. Although there are no fewer doubts in his heart than Mo Zhu, he understands that since this person dares to appear, he can't be ignored. So after hesitating for a moment, Fang Xin said with a smile, "Don't get me wrong. We're just a little confused."

"Ha, so that's it. I'm really too rude." Although the young man in Huafu said that he was rude, the arrogance on his face was not reduced by half. Then he continued to say, "Let me introduce myself. My surname is Qin, and my name is Yan."

"Your surname is Qin?" As soon as Qin Yan finished speaking, Mo Zhu suddenly frowned and asked.

"Exactly." Seeing that Mo Zhu finally opened his mouth, Qin Yan also turned his eyes to him. After waiting for a while, Qin Yan took the initiative to ask Mo Zhu, "Brother Mo Zhu, can't I be surnamed Qin?"

"How do you know who I am and who you are?" After being directly given the name by Qin Yan, Mo Zhu's face was more suspicious. When he asked back, he was even ready to take action.

But in the face of Mo Zhu's reaction, Qin Yan still maintained his indifference: "Oh, I know my surname is Qin, and you also thought of that. What's the matter? Don't you want to face it so much?"

Listening to Qin Yan's words, Fang Xin couldn't help thinking about it secretly: "What's the surname Qin? Why can a person surnamed Qin be so arrogant?"

While Fang Xin was thinking about it, Mo Zhu finally stopped asking, but said in a low voice, "Well, what about the Qin family?" If your old man comes, I may be a little scared, but if you dare to talk to me like this, it's really a long life."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Zhu, who had been very restrained before, suddenly burst out. He didn't see any movement in Mo Zhu's hand, but Fang Xin saw a black light suddenly emitted from him and went straight to Qin Yan silently. And Qin Yan's smile on his face was still there at this moment, and obviously he did not expect that Mo Zhu would say anything, so there was no reaction at all.

After the black light took action, seeing Qin Yan's reaction, Mo Zhu showed an evil smile at the corners of his mouth. He seems to be very sure about his attack. Mo Zhu has regarded Qin Yan as a dead person.

But just as the black light was about to pierce Qin Yan's chest, a figure suddenly flashed in front of him and put the black light into his hand without any pause. After the figure stood fixed, a burly old man appeared in front of the crowd.

Seeing that his offensive was disintegrated, the smile on Mo Zhu's face suddenly disappeared. Instead, there is a look of surprise and vigilance.

"Ha ha, I have heard that the Wuling cone of the head of the sect is extremely sinister. Now it seems that it really lives up to its reputation." After the appearance of the burly old man, he held a three-inch-long iron cone and said to Mo Zhu with a smile.