The Strongest Qi Refiner

"What's wrong?" Wu Neng looked at Zhi'er.

Zhi'er didn't speak, she stretched out her right hand and stroked in the air.

A burst of blue light appeared, and the perspective in the spirit mirror was magnified several times.

At this time, you can clearly see the Zheng family warriors who fell on the ground.

Most of the warriors have died, and a few warriors are seriously injured and dying.

But even so, Wu Neng still didn't see anything unusual.

"You tell me..."

Wu Nengzheng was talking, but his face changed.

He suddenly noticed that a corpse lying on the edge of the pit had suddenly disappeared!

He thought it was because of his dazzling eyes, so he took a few steps forward and got closer to the spirit mirror.

At this time, another corpse within the field of vision disappeared out of thin air!

This time, Wu can be sure that he is not wrong!

How is this going! ?

The corpses that fell on the ground are disappearing one by one!

Wu Neng leaned in front of the Spirit Mirror and wanted to see more clearly.

"You step back!"

Zhi'er shouted, and at the same time waved again, and continued to move the perspective of the spirit mirror down until it was directly above one of the corpses.

The content of the entire spirit mirror is this corpse.

In this way, it is possible to clearly see how the corpse disappeared.

The room was unusually quiet.

Both Zhi'er and Wu Neng stared at the corpse in the spirit mirror, waiting for the moment when it disappeared.

After about half a minute, the corpse in the picture disappeared!

Wu Neng didn't see anything!

It just disappeared out of thin air!

Wu Neng turned his head to look at Zhi'er, his eyes full of astonishment, and asked, "What the hell is going on here?"

Zhi'er looked solemn, thought about it, and stretched out her hands to pinch the seal.

The spirit mirror shone with a burst of light.

Then, the corpse returned to the picture.

"Slow down and watch again."

Zhi'er stood up and walked to the mirror.

At this time, the speed of the picture in the spirit mirror dropped to one-tenth of the previous speed.

After waiting for a few seconds, the screen changed.

A white shadow flashed over the corpse, and then the corpse disappeared.

"Slow down again! Look what this white shadow is!" Wu Neng said.

Zhi'er activated the magic trick again, reducing the speed of the picture in the spirit mirror to one-twentieth of the limit.

Then, in the picture, the white shadow appeared again.

This time, both Zhi'er and Wu Neng saw the outline of this silver, and their faces became pale!

In outline, it's a hand!

A pale hand!

This hand pressed on the corpse, and the corpse shrank into tiny blood globules in an instant, which was sucked in by the palm of this hand!

After seeing how the corpse disappeared, both Zhi'er and Wu Neng's eyes were full of horror.

They had never seen such means before.

"Look again, where did this hand come from!" Wu Neng said.

Just when Zhier wanted to activate the spirit mirror.

"Clap!"

The spiritual mirror floating in the air suddenly burst!

Zhi'er and Wu Neng trembled!

"This..." Wu Neng turned to look at Zhi'er.

"The spirit body...was discovered." Zhi'er said with a pale face.

It was the first time that Wu Neng showed such a frightened expression.

After a long silence, Wu Neng asked, "Now... what should I do?"

Zhi'er glanced at Wu Neng, took a deep breath, and said, "Report this to the top."

"And then? Fang Yu's side..." Wu Neng was still shocked when he thought of the huge pit with a radius of several hundred meters that appeared in the Zheng Family Manor.

If the giant pit was caused by Fang Yu, then Fang Yu would not be able to fight against Zhi'er, let alone capture Fang Yu.

"Report Fang Yu's situation together, why are you so stupid?" Zhi'er said, her face recovered a lot.

Wu Neng snorted coldly, turned around and walked out.

...

Back in Nandu, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

Fang Yu went back downstairs to the apartment, and seeing Qin Lang was still following him, he stopped and asked, "Why are you following me? Why don't you go back to the capital?"

"Uh..." Qin Lang scratched his head.

He didn't know why he followed Fang Yu back to the apartment.

"Thank you for sending my sword, the journey is smooth." Fang Yu said.

Seeing Fang Yu's eviction order, Qin Lang smiled awkwardly and said, "Master Fang, I still have some things to deal with while staying in Nandu, and I won't return to the capital for a short time."

"I will be staying in Shengtian Hotel during this time. Master Fang, if you need my help with anything, you can contact me at any time."

"Okay, thank you." Fang Yu said, turning around and leaving.

"Master Fang, I have a question, I don't know if you are willing to answer..." Qin Lang hurriedly stopped Fang Yu.

"What's the problem?" Fang Yu asked, frowning slightly.

"I want to know, what is the name of your sword?" Qin Lang looked at Fang Yu, his eyes lit up, and asked curiously.

"Sword of Heaven." Fang Yu replied.

"Sword of Heaven..." Qin Lang repeated.

"If you are so interested in this sword, I can borrow it from you for a few days, and then you can return it to me." Fang Yu said, and was about to take out the broken sword from the storage bag.

"No, no..." Qin Lang hurriedly waved his hand and said.

Recalling the scene of Fang Yu wielding the Heavenly Dao Sword against Zheng Yan's power of annihilation, Qin Lang's heart was both shocked and passionate.

It can be said that Fang Yu in that scene is the perfect interpretation of the strong in Qin Lang's mind!

This Heavenly Dao Sword is not something that someone of his level can use!

"Master Fang, I'll go first." Qin Lang clenched his fists to Fang Yu, then turned and left.

Fang Yu looked at Qin Lang's leaving back, and said to himself, "That kid Qin Wudao has a good education for future generations."

...

Back home, Fang Yu sat on the sofa and drank a glass of boiled water.

After disposing of the Zheng family, he must return to the Ziyan Palace.

"Jiangdao..."

It is difficult to find a person all over the world, even if you know his face and name.

What's more, the group of people in Ziyan Palace are hiding in other people's bodies in the form of souls, which makes it even more difficult to find.

No matter the name or appearance, they are completely different from before their death.

Therefore, to find Jiangdao, there is still only one entry point.

That is the purple flame.

"You still have to get help."

After thinking about this, Fang Yu leaned on the sofa and took out the Heavenly Dao Sword from the storage bag.

The original owner of this sword was his master, Daotian.

Before Daotian ascended, he passed the Heavenly Dao Sword to Fang Yu.

"The existence of this sword is longer than the lifespan of me and you combined. In the future, you can compare with it who has longer lifespan. I hope you can win." Daotian said to Fang Yu.

Since then, the Heavenly Dao Sword has become Fang Yu's exclusive weapon.

During the seven days and seven nights of fighting against the Ziyan Palace, the Heavenly Dao Sword was broken, and only half of the blade remained.

However, even if it is broken in half, its function has not diminished at all, and it can still cut everything.

Sixty years ago, Fang Yu lent the Heavenly Dao Sword to Qin Wudao.

After Qin Wudao used it up, he kept it for Fang Yu until today.

"Hey, it looks like you are very old." Fang Yu stroked the surface of the rusted broken sword and said, "I'm afraid I will win the competition that Master said."

...

At noon the next day, Fang Yu came to Nandu University.

Nandu University is the best university in Huaibei area with a large campus area.

It was late August, and school was less than a week away.

Many sophomores and juniors have returned to school and are preparing for class.

Fang Yu walked in from the gate, passed a school road lined with cherry trees, and came to an office building.

In the personnel office on the third floor, Fang Yu met Guo Gang.

"Mr. Fang! Hello, hello!" Guo Gang held Fang Yu's hand and looked excited.

"I'm here to sign the contract," Fang Yu said.

"I've been congratulating you for a long time! The contract is here, please take a look." Guo Gang put a contract on Fang Yu's table.

"After signing, you are the youngest visiting professor of our Nandu University!"

"As for the salary, if Mr. Fang has a request, we can discuss it in detail..." Guo Gang looked at Fang Yu and said.

Fang Yu didn't care about the salary, glanced at the contract casually, and signed his name.

"Is there nothing else?" Fang Yu said.

"No, when I arrange the course, I will inform you Mr. Fang again!" Guo Gang said happily.

Fang Yu nodded and turned to leave the Personnel Office.

Walking back to the school road, Fang Yu looked around boredly.

At this moment, a fragrant wind came in front of him, and there was a scream.

Fang Yu reacted quickly and turned sideways to dodge.

"puff!"

A girl fell on the ground beside Fang Yu.