Chapter 504: Ying Fei

Before he could finish his words, the tall rat suddenly accelerated and rushed straight over, bringing with it a sharp scream.

During the surprise attack, there was a loud clanging sound, and the tall rat man drew his sword from its sheath, raised it to the sky, and chopped it down with great force.

"Immortal..."

Fang Zhixing looked at it with disdain, raised his hand, stretched out two fingers, and casually pinched the sword tip.

Chi~ The big sword was fixed in mid-air, unable to move forward even an inch.

Then, Fang Zhixing kicked out and hit the tall rat man in the stomach. The terrifying force instantly kicked him back.

Fang Zhixing didn't even look at the result, turned around and closed the city gate, keeping the walking dead outside out.

The world is much quieter.

The two walked in, passed the city gate, and entered a wide street.

The next moment, the scene that came into view made people hold their breath.

I saw tall and powerful men standing in rows and lines on the long street. There were so many of them that they were impossible to count, at least eighty thousand if not a hundred thousand.

They were all wearing standard armor, shining silver and looking very majestic.

This scene is spectacular and brings people an indescribable sense of oppression.

"One hundred thousand heavenly soldiers?!"

Fang Zhixing's pupils shrank slightly and his breathing became heavy.

When the flowers are covered with frost, their expressions are frozen and their faces lose their color.

How to fight such a huge number of ratmen who can be resurrected infinitely? What's worse is that the heavenly soldiers and generals are one, and there must be a commander behind these ratmen, whose strength may be unfathomable.

"grumble!"

Before they could catch their breath, the rat army rushed over, screaming and looking ferocious and rushing towards them.

"kill!"

Fang Zhixing did not give in. He had the support of the Daozu Blood River and his power was almost endless.

In other words, no matter how many immortals there are, they cannot kill him.

"Don't even think about hurting me, even if you are a ninth-rank golden immortal."

"Blood saves all living beings!"

Fang Zhixing is domineering and courageous.

When Hua Manyang saw this, she couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with emotion and followed Fang Zhixing's steps, just like her husband.

The two men charged forward with all their might, pushing forward all the way, blood and flesh flying everywhere, and no rat could stand up to them.

Ten miles, twenty miles, fifty miles...

The long street is really long.

Gradually, the flowers were tired of being killed by the frost, and the continuous consumption was simply a torture.

Even the wind stops sometimes.

Fang Zhixing tilted his head and said, "Take a rest. I can still hold on."

"……good!"

Hua Manyang panted softly, nodded, and hugged the Fuyao Bell with both hands, trying her best to regulate her breathing.

Eighty miles, one hundred miles, one hundred and fifty miles!

The more armored ratmen are killed, the more there are.

Fang Zhixing had a grim expression, like a ruthless killing machine, tirelessly killing everything.

The long street was dyed red, blood was flowing, and the scene was extremely brutal.

Before I knew it, three days had passed.

Fang Zhixing killed for three consecutive days, sweeping across the eight directions and being unmatched.

"I can't kill them all. I can't kill them all!" Hua Manyang was a little exhausted.

Fang Zhixing was just about to encourage her when, at this moment, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a sneaky figure out of the corner of his eye.

At the corner of an alley, a little white fluffy head popped out, with watery eyes twinkling.

The little head noticed Fang Zhixing looking at it, and after making eye contact with him, it immediately retracted its head, seeming to be very scared.

But after a while, the little head stretched out cautiously again, with a somewhat conflicted expression on its face.

After hesitating for a moment, the little head raised his hand and waved, shouting: "Hey, you two come here."

“We can communicate!”

Fang Zhixing's eyes flashed slightly, and without much hesitation, he pulled Hua Manyhuang over.

"Follow me, this way!"

The little head turned and ran.

She was a young rat woman wearing a white dress and two pigtails, looking like a child of seven or eight years old.

The alleys are intricate and complicated. The little head takes small steps, passing through the streets and alleys, turning around and around, as if he is very familiar with it.

The two of them followed closely.

After a while, the little head pushed open a door and called out, "Come in quickly."

Fang Zhixing carefully glanced at the yard behind the door before entering.

Bang!

The little head closed the door and quickly inserted the bolt.

Then she turned around, widened her eyes, and looked carefully at Fang Zhixing and Hua Manyhuang.

"Little...girl, what's your name?" Fang Zhixing asked.

The little head put his hands behind his back and answered seriously: "My name is Ning Ding!"

Fang Zhixing replied: "My last name is Fang, and I come from outside..."

Before she finished speaking, Ning Ding suddenly squinted in the direction of the main hall, made a gesture to keep quiet, and said in a low voice: "Keep your voice down, don't wake my mother up. Once my mother wakes up, she will be very hungry. There were many servants in the house before, but they were all eaten by my mother. Even my two brothers were eaten by her."

Fang Zhixing paused for a moment, while Hua Manyang felt a chill down her spine and got goose bumps all over her body.

Ning Ding waved her hand and led the two of them into a room.

When Fang Zhixing walked in, he saw that there were many bookshelves with many scrolls and jade slips on them.

It turned out to be an antique study!

"Please take a seat."

Ning Ding greeted her and ran out with the teapot.

Upon seeing this, Fang Zhixing immediately scanned the entire study room carefully.

Suddenly, his eyes focused and fell on the bottom of the second row of bookshelves.

A thick scroll attracted him deeply.

Because there were four words written on the scroll: "Prison-Suppressing and Robbery Merit"

“No way…”

Fang Zhi walked over, picked up the scroll, spread it out, and read ten lines at a glance.

This is amazing!

"It's actually the real Prison-Suppressing and Robbery Technique!"

"And it's the complete version!"

Fang Zhixing had practiced the Prison-Suppressing and Robbery Skill and was very familiar with it. He could tell the real from the fake at a glance.

No one would have expected that the Prison-Suppressing and Robbery Skill that even Madam Bai Guang and the Hua Clan's two major immortal palaces did not have was thrown under the bookshelf and gathered dust.

To be honest, if Fang Zhixing had the complete version of the Prison-Suppressing and Robbery Skill, he would not have become a Meritorious Immortal so quickly.

Putting down the scroll of the Prison-Suppressing and Robbery Skill, Fang Zhixing casually picked up a scroll on the top row of shelves and took a look at it.

"Immortal Absolute Art", "The Scripture of Mixed Truth", "Heaven Devouring Art", "Soul Devouring Treasure Strategy"...

Oh my goodness!

It's either a top-level magical skill or a peerless magic book, which is hard to come by! At this time, Ning Ding came back and put the teapot on the stove to boil water. His behavior was no different from that of a human.

Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows and asked seriously, "What race are you?"

Ning Ding sat by the stove and answered, "I am a descendant of an immortal, so I should belong to the immortal race."

Hua Man Shuang was surprised and asked, "I am also a descendant of an immortal, why don't you look like a human at all?"

Ning Ding replied: "I wasn't like this before. I was once a human, but a bad guy brought disaster upon us and turned all of us into rats."

Calamity!! Hua Man Shuang suddenly realized what was happening and asked in astonishment, "What kind of calamity can turn an immortal into a mouse?"

Fang Zhixing hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you unable to leave here?"

Ning Ding nodded and said, "That big bad guy not only imprisoned us, but also erased the law of death, making us kill each other in hunger. But we can't die and always come back to life."

Fang Zhixing understood and asked, "Then why are your two brothers gone?"

Ning Dinglian said: "My mother is an exception. Anyone eaten by her will be truly destroyed and die completely."

Fang Zhixing narrowed his eyes slightly and thought to himself, "As expected, your mother is Concubine Ying, right?"

Ning Ding nodded and said, "Yes, Yingfei Palace is my home."

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

Fang Zhixing took a deep breath and asked, "Who is your father?"

Ning Ding spoke word by word: "Emperor Xuantian."

As soon as these words came out, Fang Zhixing's expression suddenly changed.

I still remember that when Tianlei woke up last time, he asked him to look for Emperor Xuantian.

But after Fang Zhixing asked around, he found out that no one knew who Emperor Xuantian was.

It was as if Emperor Xuantian had never existed! I never expected that today in Concubine Ying's palace, I would get important clues about Emperor Xuantian.

It turns out that Concubine Ying is the concubine of Emperor Xuantian!

"Where is Emperor Xuantian?" Fang Zhixing asked hurriedly.

Ning Ding replied: "I don't know. My mother said that my father disappeared suddenly. No one can find him alive or dead."

Fang Zhixing was silent for a moment, took out the Heavenly Thunder, and asked, "Do you know the Heavenly Thunder?"

Ning Ding shook her head.

A look of disappointment appeared on Fang Zhixing's face.

After a while, Hua Man Shuang also asked, "Who is the villain who brought disaster upon you?"

Ning Ding patted his head and replied, "The name of the big bad guy cannot be told. Once it is told, my memory will be wiped and I will never remember anything about that big bad guy again."

After hearing this, Fang Zhixing and Hua Manyang looked at each other, feeling confused.

I just felt that the big bad guy was an extremely terrifying existence, cruel and insane, and unfathomable.

"The big bad guy is so awesome that he dares to attack Emperor Xuantian's concubine and children..."

Fang Zhixing's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but think of a possibility.

Perhaps, Emperor Xuantian had already been killed by that big bad guy!

The clue is broken again...

Unless Fang Zhixing goes to wake up Concubine Ying and ask her in person.

But doing so is undoubtedly courting death.

then!

"Never mind all that, getting the benefits is the real thing."

Fang Zhixing took a deep breath, looked at Ning Ding, and said with a serious expression: "To be honest, the two of us are here to look for treasure. Can you help us?"

Ning Ding looked down at the teapot. The tea was gradually boiling. She picked up the teapot and made three cups of tea.

"Please have some tea." Ning Ding picked up a cup of tea and stretched out her hand to make a gesture of invitation.

Fang Zhixing picked up the teacup and pretended to take a sip.

Hua Man Shuang was the same, she didn't dare to eat or drink anything here.

God knows if they will also turn into rat people after drinking the tea!

Ning Ding took two sips of tea before speaking, "I can help you find the treasure, but there is a condition."

Fang Zhixing said cautiously: "Please be clear."

Ning Dinglian said: "I wrote a letter, please find a way to send it to heaven."

Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows and asked, "You want the Heavenly Court to come and save you?"

Ning Ding nodded and said, "Perhaps only the Heavenly Court can save me and my mother."

Fang Zhixing understood and said, "Deal."

Ning Ding immediately smiled happily and took out a snow-white scroll from her skirt and handed it over.

Fang Zhixing reached out and caught the snow-white scroll.

The next moment, the snow-white scroll suddenly burst out with five-colored light and disappeared.

A blue tattoo immediately appeared on Fang Zhixing's arm.

"What is this?" Fang Zhixing was shocked.

Ning Dinglian said, "Don't worry, this is the scroll written by my mother. As long as you fulfill your promise and send the scroll to heaven, the blue tattoo will naturally disappear."

Fang Zhixing's face darkened slightly and he asked, "What else?"

Ning Ding replied: "The consequences are unpredictable. My mother didn't tell me what would happen."

Fang Zhixing curled his lips, quickly regained his composure, and said calmly: "I always keep my word, so you can rest assured."

Ning Ding smiled and said, "That's great. I'll take you treasure hunting right now. What do you want?"

Fang Zhixing looked around the study and said, "There are many techniques here. Can we pick some to take away?"

Ning Dinglian said, "These things are all my mother's collection. She doesn't like others to touch her things. Well, you can't take too many, just pick one each."

Hearing this, the two were overjoyed and immediately dispersed to start searching on their own.

Fang Zhixing took a stroll and soon discovered a miraculous skill called "The Way of Infinite Blood".

This skill is profound and extensive, and expounds on the mysterious theories of hematopoiesis, blood strengthening, blood coagulation, etc. If you practice it to a high level, you may be able to condense the blood of Tao that contains the Great Dao!

Dao Blood, the same origin as Dao Ancestor Blood River! "What a great blood-related magical skill!"

Fang Zhixing was very satisfied.

His main practice, "Pure Fire Blood Lotus", was self-created and had many shortcomings.

But with the help of "The Infinite Blood Path" to fill in the gaps, "Pure Fire Blood Lotus" will surely be able to reach a higher level.

"I want to master the Infinite Blood Dao as soon as possible, and then merge these two peerless magical skills into one!"

Fang Zhixing quickly came up with an idea in his mind.

Soon, Hua Manshuang also had a great harvest.

"Look what I found." She ran over with excitement on her face, holding a black scroll in her hand.

There were three big characters written on it: "Ancient Secret"! Fang Zhixing was very excited and asked, "Complete version?"

Hua Manyang nodded and smiled happily, "In addition to the eight volumes of the Ancient Art of Desolation, there is actually a general outline that corresponds exactly to the ninth to first rank. But since the eight parts split, the general outline has been lost. I didn't expect to find the complete version of the Ancient Art of Desolation here!"

Fang Zhixing felt extremely happy instantly.

Afterwards, they returned to Ning Ding and asked excitedly, "Anything else?"

Ning Ding tilted his head and said, "The palace is full of heavenly soldiers, all of them are starving. As long as you show up, we will be caught in an endless fight."

She thought about it, and suddenly slapped her thigh and said excitedly: "Oh, by the way, do you want the immortal treasure?"

Fang Zhixing's breath caught in his throat, and he asked with emotion, "Where is it?"

Ning Ding jumped off the chair and ran out. After a while, she came back holding a jewelry box.

"This is the jewelry my mother gave me as a reward. It is a genuine immortal treasure."

Ning Ding opened the box very generously, and immediately a pile of jewellery appeared.

Longevity lock, baby bracelet, peace lock, jade gourd, carp...

Ning Ding spread his hands and said, "Immortal artifacts are very strange. They choose their owners. No one else is qualified to choose them. Therefore, whether you can obtain immortal artifacts depends entirely on your luck."

(End of this chapter)