Chapter 367: Wu Clan

"Five!!"

Fang Zhixing appeared calm on the surface, but in fact he was extremely excited and ecstatic.

Qingyun Sword Immortal looked at the five foot-sized walls and recalled, "The reason why I collected the foot-sized walls is to prevent the old demon Qianxin from doing evil.

Now that the old demon Qianxin is finally dead, these pieces of the Chi Wall are of no use to me, so I will give them to Fellow Daoist Fang."

Fang Zhixing took it solemnly and said, "Thank you, Mr. Ning, for giving me this."

Qingyun Sword Immortal was silent for a moment, and reminded: "With your current strength, there are no more than five people who can defeat you, and the only one who can kill you is probably Ji Yuanwu."

Defeating means being stronger! Killing means crushing!

Fang Zhixing frowned and asked, "How strong is Ji Yuanwu, and what realm is he in?"

Qingyun Sword Immortal took a sip of wine and said vaguely, "Unfathomable! Ji Yuanwu once refined the fate of the Great Zhou Dynasty and merged it with himself, thus forging a peerless dragon vein that is invincible in the world.

Now that he had left Da Zhou, he had to cut off Da Zhou's luck with his own hands, destroying his own dragon veins and getting into some trouble.

But even so, he can still rely on the magical power of "Nine Dragons True Emperor Diagram" to exert his absolute strength to kill you."

Fang Zhixing remained silent and asked, "Who are the other four masters?"

Qingyun Sword Immortal's expression became solemn, and he slowly said, "The first one is the leader of the Wu Clan who rules the Hundred Thousand Mountains in Southern Xinjiang. This person is very mysterious, proficient in all kinds of bizarre witchcraft, and is almost omnipotent. Anyone who has provoked him has died a violent death."

Fang Zhixing's mouth twitched slightly and he remained silent.

Qingyun Sword Immortal drank a sip of wine slowly and continued, "The second person is Ji Yuanwu's daughter Ji Hongzhen. She did not practice the 'Nine Dragons True Emperor Diagram', but the 'Years Spark', which is also a time-based technique. Her magic power is profound and is not inferior to yours."

Fang Zhixing suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

"The third person is the Sword Saint. He has been silent for many years, and his sword has been completely restrained. His fighting power is very likely to be higher than mine!"

"The fourth person is Luming King Ji Yuantian. He is Ji Yuanwu's younger brother and the most terrifying one among the four princes. Even if Hailiu King is in the ocean, he may not be able to defeat him."

After hearing this, Fang Zhixing understood what was going on.

He put down the bowl and asked, "I need at least four feet of wall. Does anyone have any?"

Qingyun Sword Immortal shook his head and said, "The Chi Wall is too rare, and I don't have any clues."

Fang Zhixing was not too disappointed. He nodded, drank a jar of wine with the old Pavilion Master, and then stood up to say goodbye.

Before leaving, Qingyun Sword Immortal suddenly said: "That Wu clan leader did not join the non-war agreement. As far as I know, that was deliberately arranged by Ji Yuanwu."

Fang Zhixing's mind was moved, and he said solemnly: "Thank you, Mr. Ning, for reminding me."

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Soon, it was late at night.

The Royal Fleet advanced at a steady pace.

It was very lively at the bow, with roars rising and falling all night long.

The hard-working ice-breaking team has been replaced by a new group of people.

They worked through the night to ensure that the Royal Fleet could keep moving forward.

Naturally, it was not Fang Zhixing and Xigou's turn to do this hard job, as they both lay on the bed and slept soundly.

Suddenly!

Fang Zhixing woke up, and the moment he opened his eyes, his gaze fell on the door.

Just a moment ago, someone quietly came to the door, stayed for a moment, and then left quickly.

The opponent's movements were slight and his breath-control skills were good, so it was very likely that his strength had reached the Hundred Bulls Realm.

A piece of yellow paper was stuffed through the crack in the door.

Fang Zhixing looked at it carefully, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Talisman?"

The dog woke up in a daze and asked in surprise: "Who gave it to you? Did they want to harm you?"

Fang Zhixing carefully examined the talisman and said thoughtfully, "This is a sound transmission talisman. It seems someone wants to contact me secretly."

He hesitated for a moment, then suddenly crushed the talisman with force.

Bang! The talisman exploded, gushing out a large amount of white mist that condensed and did not disperse.

A shadow appeared in the rolling mist, and it was a beautiful woman with a graceful figure.

"Oh, it's the Imperial Concubine."

Fang Zhixing narrowed his eyes slightly.

The projection that came into view was Duanmu Yingxue.

She bowed with a very humble attitude and said softly, "I am sorry to disturb you so late at night. I really have no choice. I hope you will forgive me."

Fang Zhixing was extremely surprised and clicked his tongue, "You are the dignified imperial concubine, why would you contact a traitor like me in this way?"

Duanmu Yingxue pursed her lips and said with a complicated expression: "To be honest, I have encountered difficulties and came to ask for help from Fellow Daoist Fang."

“…”

Fang Zhixing was suddenly speechless.

The thin dog also opened his eyes wide and immediately sent a voice message: "This is weird, is this woman mentally ill? Why did she come to you to ask for help when there are so many people to ask for help?"

Fang Zhixing was silent for a moment, then said seriously, "Please explain clearly."

Duanmu Yingxue continued, "My father Duanmu Yuansu was seriously injured before, and his condition has not improved. The Queen took this opportunity to deprive my father of his military power and handed it over to the Third Prince Ji Hongchong. Today, the Queen forced my father to break the ice and do hard labor..."

At this point, the imperial concubine's delicate body trembled slightly, and she was already extremely furious.

Fang Zhixing observed the people's words and expressions and then he noticed one thing.

During this voyage, Ji Yuanwu abandoned all his concubines and only brought two women with him, the queen and the imperial concubine.

Although the Queen was Ji Yuanwu's principal wife, the one he loved the most was actually Concubine Duanmu Yingxue.

It is conceivable that there is palace fighting between these two women, and the resentment is deep, and they are incompatible.

Behind the imperial concubine, there is the support of the Duanmu clan. Her father, Duanmu Yuansu, is the most powerful general in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Normally, the queen can do nothing to her.

But after going out to sea, everything changed.

First, Duanmu Tianxu died a violent death, and then Duanmu Yuansu collapsed.

It was like the sky was falling! Ji Yuanwu was in seclusion and all matters were decided by the queen.

Duanmu Yingxue's situation suddenly became precarious, as if she was walking on thin ice.

Fang Zhixing's eyes flickered, and he pondered, "What problem can the imperial concubine solve by looking for me?"

Duanmu Yingxue gritted her teeth, bent her knees, knelt down, and said in a trembling voice: "I ask Fellow Daoist Fang to protect my father until the emperor comes out of seclusion."

Fang Zhixing laughed and said, "If I get involved, I'm afraid the Queen will be very unhappy."

Duanmu Yingxue said: "You and the emperor have a pact not to fight, the queen can't do anything to you."

Fang Zhixing shook his head and said, "You underestimate the Queen. Why would she need to take action personally to deal with me?"

Duanmu Yingxue took a deep breath, raised her head and said, "I have a wall of a foot, which I can give to Fellow Daoist Fang."

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but be excited, but he asked calmly: "Oh, how many do you have?"

Duanmu Yingxue's face was tense, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Three."

Fang Zhixing immediately said, "Give me four, and I'll make sure your father is safe."

Duanmu Yingxue hesitated for a moment, then stood up and said, "Okay, it's a deal."

Fang Zhixing was overjoyed and said seriously, "I am a man of my words. I will go and get your father right away."

"Thank you, fellow Taoist." Duanmu Yingxue bowed solemnly again, then waved her sleeves to disperse the smoke.

Seeing this, the little dog said, "What kind of shit luck do you have? It comes without any effort!"

Fang Zhixing was in a good mood and said with a smile: "Do you think I am you? This is called a burst of character!"

Then he walked out of the cabin, jumped off the ship, and came to the vanguard fleet.

Under the cover of night, a group of warriors were struggling to break the ice, each of them panting and sweating profusely.

Fang Zhixing glanced around and immediately noticed an old man with disheveled hair.

Compared to two months ago, Duanmu Yuansu has lost a lot of weight, looks much older, and is no longer as majestic as before.

“Cough, cough, cough…”

The old man kept coughing, and it was painful to hear.

He wanted to stop and rest, but suddenly, a long whip came and hit him on the back.

Pah! A bloodstain appeared.

Duanmu Yuansu gritted his teeth, his expression extremely painful, but he didn't cry out.

The people around couldn't bear to watch.

"Humph, old man Duanmu, is this how you work?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Not far away, there were three eunuchs in purple with ferocious faces supervising Duanmu Yuansu's work.

As soon as he slacked off, he would be whipped immediately.

Judging from the situation, he is aiming to kill Duanmu Yuansu.

Fang Zhixing floated down and came in front of Duanmu Yuansu.

"you……"

Duanmu Yuansu was stunned, not understanding what was going on.

Fang Zhixing smiled and said, "General, I would like to invite you for a cup of tea."

Duanmu Yuansu was confused and puzzled, but he vaguely understood something.

"You traitor, what are you doing?" a purple-robed eunuch screamed.

Fang Zhixing glared and scolded, "If you don't want to die, get out of here."

The three eunuchs in purple were immediately horrified. They didn't dare to fart and turned around and ran away.

Fang Zhixing supported Duanmu Yuansu with one hand and brought him into the room.

"Hey, it turns out that it was the Imperial Concubine who asked you to save me."

Duanmu Yuansu sighed in a deep voice, without any joy on his face. Instead, he beat his chest in annoyance and complained, "How foolish! This is making me unfaithful and unjust!"

Fang Zhixing and Xigou looked at each other and were completely speechless.

A moment later…

A purple-robed eunuch knocked on the door and shouted, "The Queen wants to see you."

Fang Zhixing raised the corner of his mouth slightly and stood up to go out.

Soon he came onto the deck.

Take a look around.

Queen Xiahou Mi, wearing a phoenix crown and a bridal robe, stood at the bow of the ship, admiring the night scenery.

In the shadows not far away, there stood a burly figure. His face could not be seen clearly, but one could see that he had a long sword on his waist. He stood proudly, as unshakable as a towering mountain.

Fang Zhixing walked slowly towards Xiahou Mi, bowed and said, "Fang pays respect to the Queen."

Without even turning his head, Xiahou Mi said calmly, "Fang Daoist, why did you kidnap General Duanmu? Do you want to break the agreement not to fight?"

Fang Zhixing said, "The Queen has misunderstood. General Duanmu and I hit it off right away and we appreciate each other, so I just invited him to have a few drinks."

"Nonsense!"

Xiahou Mi was furious, her face was covered with frost, and she said in a deep voice: "You are a traitor, how could General Duanmu get along with you at first sight? I advise you to release General Duanmu immediately, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

Fang Zhixing remained calm and said calmly, "If you want to accuse someone, you can always find a pretext! Queen, I didn't do it. If you did, you would be the one who broke the agreement not to fight."

Xiahou Mi's breath was choked, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want in exchange for releasing General Duanmu? Tell me what your conditions are."

Fang Zhixing spread his hands and said, "It's just a misunderstanding. I didn't imprison anyone. I hope the Queen can understand."

Xiahou Mi said angrily: "Okay, okay, you have already chosen your own way to death!"

She flicked her sleeves and left angrily.

The swordsman in the shadow also retreated silently.

Fang Zhixing curled his lips and walked back.

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Xiahou Mi returned to the first floor of the cabin and went straight to a room.

The door was not closed, so she walked right in.

In the room, a hunchbacked old man was sitting cross-legged, his face full of deep wrinkles like old tree bark.

"Godfather!"

Xiahou Mi knelt down, her face full of grievance and about to cry.

The hunchbacked old man opened his eyes and asked in a hoarse voice like sand: "What is it?"

Xiahou Mi cried and complained: "That Fang Zhixing is getting more and more arrogant. He even dared to ruin my daughter's good deeds. This is simply unreasonable!"

The hunchbacked old man remained calm and replied, "Ji Yuanwu has already said that he will personally deal with Fang Zhixing and let that bastard run wild for a few days. Why are you in such a hurry?"

Xiahou Mi said unhappily, "If my foster father just makes a move, killing Fang Zhixing won't be a piece of cake, right?"

The hunchbacked old man was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "Forget it, I'll help you one more time."

Xiahou Mi couldn't help but be delighted.

Not long after, another person came into the room.

This man has white hair and a youthful face, and wears a yellow Taoist robe. He is the founder of the Xianfu Sect, Zhenren Feilong.

"I greet the Queen Mother and the ancestors of the Wu clan." Master Feilong bowed symbolically.

"No need to be polite."

Xiahou Mi raised his hand and said, "There is something I want you to do."

Master Feilong took a deep breath, his expression a little unnatural, and said, "Are you asking me to deal with that Fang Zhixing?"

Xiahou Mi snorted coldly: "I just want you to deal with that guy!"

Master Feilong couldn't help but look unhappy.

"I will help you."

Suddenly, the hunchbacked old man spoke, "I will summon an evil creature to help you."

Master Feilong took a deep breath and said, "Fang Zhixing is an immortal. He can be reborn by dropping blood. It is meaningless to kill him here."

The hunchbacked old man replied, "If we kill him here, he can only be resurrected in the Great Zhou and cannot go to the new continent. We will also have one less major worry in the future."

Master Feilong thought about it, his face darkened, and he said coldly: "Okay, I will take action."

The hunchbacked old man stood up and walked out the door, saying as he walked: "I will complete the summoning ceremony 300 miles ahead and create a crisis, and then you can let Fang Zhixing roll the dice."

Xiahou Mi asked: "Will the fateful dice choose Fang Zhixing?"

The hunchbacked old man continued, "The fateful dice will select people to solve the crisis based on the intensity of the crisis. People on our side are the ones who created the crisis, so they will not be selected. Then the only person who is capable of solving the crisis is Fang Zhixing, and he will definitely be selected."

Xiahou Mi was overjoyed, and a vicious light appeared in the depths of his pupils.

Master Feilong nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, I'll go and prepare as well. This time, we must get rid of Fang Zhixing in one go."

(End of this chapter)