The Strongest Qi Refiner

Fang Yu called out Beibei and told her the coordinates of the Nandao Temple.

"bass!"

Beibei opened his eyes wide and released a ring mark.

Obviously, the power of the space laws of heaven and earth near the Nandao Temple is stronger, so that it takes longer for the ring mark to form.

It took about half an hour to complete the ring mark.

Fang Yu did not hesitate and passed through the ring mark.

After a moment, the field of vision in front of me changed greatly.

In front of him was a palace with a rather strange shape.

"Why does this palace look like a meditating monk?"

Fang Yu frowned and looked at the palace with multiple fairy lights blooming in the far sky ahead.

"Is this the Nandao Temple?"

Fang Yu looked around.

There are rings of light around the palace in the distance.

The halo itself is a law, and it contains very powerful magic energy.

It is conceivable that when the Nandao Temple really faces an attack, these haloes will definitely burst out with extremely powerful power, thus protecting the Nandao Temple itself.

"The defense force is very strict, at least... it is much stronger than the Tianfang Shen Pavilion in the Jitian Immortal Realm." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes and thought to himself.

At this time, his location was still a long way from the main body of Nandao Temple.

In the air under his feet was a teleportation talisman.

Obviously, the coordinates Qi Tianjiao gave him were probably a coordinate point officially announced by the Nandao Temple.

After arriving here, you still need to go a long way, and may need to go through a lot of heavy inspections before you can successfully enter the Nandao Temple.

Fang Yu stood on the spot and did not move in a hurry.

Because he knew that soon a monk would take the initiative to talk to him.

Sure enough, less than ten seconds passed before a light flashed in front of him.

"Where did it come from? Do you have a permission order?"

A guard wearing silver armor appeared in front of Fang Yu.

His face was stern, and his eyes looked at Fang Yu with a look of scrutiny.

Fang Yu immediately clasped his fists and saluted: "I have specially sent Deacon Yiming to come to Nandao Temple under the order of Xing Zun..."

"Xing Zun?"

The guard frowned more tightly, looking confused.

Logically speaking, a specially dispatched deacon is far from being able to enter the Nandao Temple to meet Xing Zun in person!

But he also understood that no one would have the guts to tell such a lie.

After thinking for a moment, the guard said in a deep voice: "You wait here first, I need to ask the palace master for instructions..."

Hearing this, Fang Yu's heart moved slightly.

The palace master mentioned by this guard is naturally one of the five deities in the Nandao Temple. However, according to Qi Qianhe, the palace master ranks last among the five and is the one with no real power.

"It seems that the Lord of the Palace does not have much status. You have to trouble him for such a small matter..." Fang Yu thought to himself.

"Whoosh..."

After saying that, the guard disappeared in front of Fang Yu.

Fang Yu was not in a hurry.

Because, judging from the anxious tone of the guy who just informed him through the token, it was an emergency for Xing Zun to see him.

Since it is an emergency, many procedures will be simplified.

Fang Yu's current appearance and aura have been completely replicated.

At least, his pretense is hard to see through without him obviously saying the wrong thing himself.

After a while, the guard returned to Fang Yu.

"You can go in and go directly to the main hall where Xing Zun is." The guard said, "Xing Zun is waiting for you in the hall."

Fang Yu nodded and took a step forward.

"bass!"

At this time, there was a burst of light under his feet.

The power of space enveloped him and carried him across a distance.

In an instant, he entered the interior from the outside of the Nandao Temple, and came to the middle of a cold hall.

Directly in front of him was a high platform with a figure standing on it.

This figure was tall and burly, shrouded in shadow, and his face could not be seen clearly.

But the vertical mark on his forehead is very obvious.

Even in the shadows, Fang Yu could feel how strong the coldness in those eyes was.

On both sides of the high platform, there are two huge stone statues.

The appearance of the stone statue is two monks raising their swords, looking like executioners.

The stone statue itself gave off bursts of cold air, making the atmosphere in the hall become strange and gloomy.

Standing in the center of the hall, it seems that he is not here to talk, but to receive judgment and trial!

A monk whose psychological quality is not strong enough may simply collapse to the ground in a place like this, shaken physically and mentally by fright!

The figure on the high platform... must be Xing Zun.

Fang Yu's eyes flickered, and murderous intent emerged in his heart.

Although it was Yiming who executed the crazy old man on the soul-killing stage.

But Yi Ming was just the executor who accepted the order, and the one who actually ordered the execution of the crazy old man... was the guy in front of him.

"Meet Xing Zun."

Fang Yu cupped his fists and bent slightly.

"I need to know all the details of when you executed that human bastard on the soul-killing platform that day!"

Xing Zun spoke, and the sound was like the sound of an ancient bell, echoing continuously in the hall.

"detail?"

Fang Yu raised his head and looked in the direction of Xing Zun.

He was thinking about the reason why Xing Zun was so anxious to call him back and asked the question as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Why did he suddenly care about the details of the crazy old man's execution that day?" Fang Yu's mind was racing as he thought.

"Answer my question!" Xing Zun said solemnly.

"Reporting to Xingzun, Lu Qing did not behave abnormally during the execution that day. I don't understand the details you asked about..." Fang Yu thought for a while and replied.