Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

It is worthy of being a female cultivator of the Valley of Lost Hearts, and the entire storage ring is filled with obscenity.

In addition to the Yuanshi elixir in the ring, it is some women's intimate clothing.

Red ropes, candles, and all sorts of quirky things....

Fang Mo looked at this pile of things, his eyes a little puzzled.

At this time, an ancient book next to it caught Fang Mo's attention.

"The Demon Dragon Imperial Phoenix Sutra..." Fang

Mo gently flipped it open to check.

After half burning incense, Fang Mo expressionlessly put down the Demon Dragon Imperial Phoenix Sutra in his hand.

This turned out to be a double cultivation exercise of an imperial daughter...

It describes in detail the practice of both men and women, and even countless techniques between beds....

But Fang Mo didn't know if this was useful to him, and after pondering for a moment, Fang Mo still put the Demon Dragon Imperial Phoenix Sutra into the storage ring.

Fang Mo waved his hand lightly, and boundless blood qi enveloped the entire room, and then he looked at the white jade ring on his hand, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"It's time to pick out

the Yuan Weapon..." As soon as the words fell, twenty treasured and restrained Yuan Artifacts appeared in the room, and the surging power of the Yuan Weapon caused the heaven and earth in the room to riot, and the air was filled with Dao ripples.

Fortunately, Fang Mo laid a layer of Yuan Power Qi in the room in advance, otherwise such a large array noise would definitely cause trouble.

Fang Mo's eyes looked at the twenty Yuan Artifacts in front of him with a slightly excited look, these were all Yuan Artifacts of the Xuan Step, and any one placed in the outside world could cause a huge sensation.

"It's really worthy of the Dan Dao Sect's heritage..."

muttered Fang Mo.

After that, he held a cold and shimmering blue long knife, and the next second he seemed to be in the vast sea, the raging waves hit him, and the sound of the tide lingered in his ears.

The information of this knife also appeared in my mind, the broken sea knife, the top grade of the Xuanjie, made of deep sea Xuan iron, the blade is like autumn frost, splitting mountains and breaking the sea.

Fang Mo's pupils shrank, and this sword intent made him shocked.

However, this knife was not suitable for him, shook his head slightly, and Fang Mo put down the sea breaking knife.

"This is..." Fang

Mo suddenly saw an ordinary black robe, which was incompatible with the surrounding treasure revealed Yuan Weapons.

He picked up the black robe with a little curiosity and entered it silky and cold, which was shocking.

"Phantom Heavenly Clothing..."

Fang Mo's eyes lit up, this Illusionary Heavenly Robe, like the Spirit Puppet Mask, was an auxiliary Yuan Weapon, but it could not only hide all the wearer's breath, but also resist the detection of the Yuan Master Realm!

After the secret realm is over, the spirit puppet mask will not be able to be used in the future, and it is just time to change into this illusionary robe.

Thinking of this, Fang Mo's hand glowed red, ready to refine the phantom heavenly robe.

"Buzz!"

Phantom Tianyi trembled violently, and actually broke away from Fang Mo's control and shot towards the outside of the house, fortunately blocked by Fang Mo's Yuan Li Qi, and could only run up and down the house.

"Hmph, what can be used by me is your creation."

Fang Mo snorted coldly.

After speaking, an extremely powerful terrifying coercion instantly filled the entire room, and he grabbed it in the air, and the phantom heavenly robe emitted a trace of wail, which was directly taken into his hands.

Under this terrifying coercion, the remaining Yuan Artifacts couldn't stop trembling, as if they were afraid of something.

After a few breaths, the red glow on the surface of the phantom robe dissipated, and everything returned to calm.

Fang Mo put the phantom robe on his body expressionlessly, and the next moment, there was no breath on his body, just like an ordinary person.

Next, Fang Mo once again set his sights on the remaining Yuan Weapons.

A moment later, he picked up a simple black bow, and the black bow entered his hand, and instantly a monstrous aura poured into Fang Mo's body like a torrent, making his fingers become a little blue.

Fang Mo's expression was indifferent, and in the next second, terrifying blood qi burst out from his body, and the anger was swept away, and then it poured into the black bow and began refining.

The ancient black bow continued to vibrate in Fang Mo's hand, but to no avail, it completely stopped after a while.

The shadow bow, the top grade of the Xuan step, contains the absolute qi, and the qi breaks through the void, like a shadow.

Feeling the powerful aura of the shadow bow in his hand, Fang Mo revealed a hint of satisfaction.

Although he still can't exert the full power of the Xuanjian Grade Elemental Weapon, if he urges this bow with all his strength now, he has the confidence to shoot directly at the Yuan Realm Duo!

With a wave of his hand, Fang Mo put the remaining Yuan Artifact into the storage ring, and then took out the black coffin.

"Bang!"

The cold air directly lowered the temperature in the house by a few points.

As if feeling something, a red shadow flew out directly from the coffin, and the milk swallow pounced on Fang Mo like a nest.

Fang Mo's figure did not move, and his eyes looked at Xuan'er in his arms deeply.

Xuan'er actually broke through to the eightfold realm of the Yuan Spirit Realm, you must know that she was only the sixth level of the Yuan Spirit Realm before entering the secret realm....

Is this black coffin so against the sky?

Fang Mo looked at the angry coffin, and in an instant, his brows furrowed slightly.

The anger of this black coffin was faintly much less than the last time....

Fang Mo looked down at Xuan'er in his arms, thoughtful.

At this time, Xuan'er was like an ordinary little sister next door, hugging Fang Mo tightly, and her little head leaned into his arms.

Fang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he could feel the emotions, attachment, and joy in his mind.

Her mind is becoming more and more mature, more and more human-like....

After feeding some essence blood to Qiu'er, Fang Mo signaled her to return to the black coffin, but Qiu'er actually had a resistant mood, unwilling to return to the black coffin, just raised that absolutely beautiful face and stared at Fang Mo aggrievedly.

From the emotions that Xuan'er fed him, Fang Mo roughly understood that Xuan'er wanted to stay by his side and follow him, and did not want to return to the dark coffin, although the breath in the coffin made her very comfortable.

"Well, when you absorb the qi of this black coffin, you can always follow me, go in..."

Fang Mo said softly.

As if he understood Fang Mo's meaning, Xuan'er pouted, tapped his jade foot, and lay down in the black coffin again.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Mo turned and left the room.

"Master."

Linglong in the courtyard stood up and saluted.

Looking at the delicate figure in a black dress, Fang Mo's eyes flashed inexplicably.

He suddenly thought of the Demon Dragon Imperial Phoenix Sutra he had just obtained....

Fang Mo's aggressive gaze made Linglong's cheeks flush, and she lowered her head slightly.

"I'll be away for a long time, and you'll stay... Forget it, you come with me.

"Yes, master!"

Linglong raised her head in surprise, and at this time Fang Mo had already walked out of the small courtyard.

Linglong tightened the fox coat on her body and chased out with a happy face.