The Strongest Qi Refiner

Fang Yu frowned.

He didn't have any feeling in his body, just saw the gas transformed into the red dust fruit entering the body with the naked eye.

Fang Yu immediately looked at himself and searched every position in his body, but found nothing unusual.

The gas that the red dust fruit turned into seemed to disappear just like that.

"How is that possible?" Fang Yu frowned and searched his body again.

The meridians, souls, flesh and blood, and even blood vessels... have not found anything unusual.

This is very strange thing.

Fang Yu thought for a while, then turned his head to look at the place where the little boy had set up the stall.

But this time, I didn't see the little boy.

In the original booth, a middle-aged woman was sitting, and the booth was selling some wooden trinkets.

Did this woman come after the boy had left, or...

Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly and he stepped forward.

"Handsome guy, what do you like? I must be cheaper than other stalls here." The woman saw Fang Yu and said with a smile.

"Have you always set up a stall here?" Fang Yu asked.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "I've been at this booth for the last half month."

"What I'm asking is today, have you been at this booth all the time? Haven't you left?" Fang Yu asked again.

The woman thought Fang Yu's question was very strange, and her face was puzzled, but she still replied: "I set up a stall here at nine o'clock this morning, and I didn't leave during that time. Did a regular customer introduce you? If so, I I can give you another discount."

Fang Yu frowned, staring at the woman, but found no problem.

The woman felt something was wrong with Fang Yu, and thought she had encountered some pervert or lunatic, and her face was a little frightened.

But at this time, Fang Yu turned around and left.

...

Red Dust Fruit...that boy...

Was the series of things that happened before just an illusion?

In this world, is there any illusion that Fang Yu can't see through?

Maybe there is... But, what is the purpose of the other party doing this?

The only clue that can be traced is the so-called red dust fruit.

However, after the red dust fruit turned into a gas and penetrated into Fang Yu's body, it was no longer found.

what is the problem?

Fang Yu rarely encountered such a confusing situation.

But right now, he is really confused.

He doesn't know if what happened just now is some kind of illusion, he doesn't know who is performing the illusion, and he doesn't know what the purpose is.

Even the red dust fruit that turned into gas and drilled into the body was nowhere to be found.

"If it is illusion, when did I enter the illusion?"

Fang Yu's brows furrowed, and he thought while walking slowly forward.

...

The next morning, a piece of news quickly spread throughout the northern martial arts world.

The leader of the four groups, Lord Huaixu, the fifth in the holy list, officially ended the retreat and returned to his position!

For the Beidu martial arts world, this is undoubtedly the best news.

Huaixu's status is quite high, and his influence is not limited to the Martial Arts Association.

Not only because he ranks fifth in the holy list, but also because of his qualifications.

It can be said that Huaixu is the one who has witnessed the growth of the northern martial arts world, and can even be said to be one of the founders of the northern martial arts world.

Even if the leaders of the eight great families and the top sects saw Huai Xu, they would lower their seniority and give them enough respect.

Therefore, as soon as the news of Huaixu leaving the customs came out, it immediately caused a sensation.

Many people speculated that Huaixu's return to the front of the stage was related to the semi-spiritual incident that broke out in the past few days.

...

The suburban mountainous area of ​​Wen'an City in the central region is at a time when the martial arts world in the northern capital is turbulent.

Xiumei held a document in her hand and flew all the way to the interior of the mountain.

In a valley, she saw a familiar figure.

Jiang Dao was floating in mid-air in a meditating posture, with a gray chaotic aura surrounding his body.

Xiumei stopped fifty meters away from Jiang Dao and silently waited for Jiang Dao to finish her practice.

But she didn't wait long before Jiang Dao opened her eyes.

"bass!"

A chilling light shone from Jiang Dao's eyes.

Although there was no direct contact, Xiumei still felt her heart tremble.

Since the fusion of Chaos Beads, Jiang Dao's aura has become stronger day by day.

From Xiumei's point of view, the momentum contained in Jiang Dao's every move is no longer inferior to that of the elders of the past.

"Xiumei, do you have something to do with me?" Jiang Dao looked at Xiumei and asked.

Xiumei was shocked and came back to her senses, and replied, "Senior brother, I just received a notice from the Wen'an Martial Arts Association, they said that the application has been approved, and we only need to submit a document to rebuild at the official level. Purple Flame Palace..."

"Notice from the Martial Arts Association? What about Shen Mu and Hei Jue?" Jiang Dao asked.

"They haven't come back yet, Senior Brother Zhenyun is contacting them." Xiumei said.

Jiang Dao frowned and stretched out a hand towards Xiumei.

The document in Xiumei's hand immediately flew towards Jiang Dao.

"This document is the license certificate from Senior Brother Shen Mu and Senior Brother Hei Jue... They are probably impatient, so let someone else send the license certificate back..." Xiumei said.

A few seconds later, the document flew into Jiang Dao's hands.

Jiang Dao took it in front of him, smelled it, and his face darkened immediately.

This document is stained with the smell of blood.

Black Jue and Shenmu...

Jiang Dao immediately closed his eyes and used his spirit sense to contact Hei Jue and Shen Mu, but he didn't get any feedback.

When Jiang Dao opened his eyes again, there was already a strong killing intent in his eyes.

"What's wrong? Senior Brother..." Seeing Jiang Dao's gloomy expression, Xiumei immediately asked.

"Brother!"

At this time, a figure flew quickly from the rear, and the voice was rapid.

Soon, Zhenyun came to Jiang Dao.

"Senior brother, Shen Mu and Hei Jue..." Zhen Yun said with red eyes and pale face.

"I already know." Jiang Dao's face was extremely cold, and the chaotic energy surrounding his body suddenly increased, and the circling speed became faster and faster.

"Who killed them! Who!" Zhenyun asked in a trembling voice.

At this time, Xiumei, who was behind her, woke up, and the blood on her face disappeared visibly.

Senior Brother Shen Mu and Senior Brother Hei Jue, dead?

They just went to Beidu to submit an application, how could they die? Who will kill them! ?

Xiumei's eyes turned red as she looked at Jiang Dao ahead.

"Senior brother, I will take the other brothers to Beidu now! I must find out the murderer who killed Shen Mu and Hei Jue!" Zhenyun said fiercely with blue veins on his forehead.

"I don't agree." Jiang Dao glanced at Zhenyun and said coldly, "No matter who killed Shen Mu and Hei Jue, his strength will not be lower than yours. If you go to Beidu again, you will not be able to help yourself. They take revenge."

"Is that the case!?" Zhenyun asked back.

"No, of course not." Jiang Dao's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he said coldly, "The reason why Shen Mu and Hei Jue went to Beidu is to rebuild the Ziyan Palace! Now, we must complete this first. Thing! After that, I will personally go to Beidu. I will use my method to find the murderer and make him pay a heavy price."

Zhenyun gasped for breath, looked at Jiang Dao, and stopped speaking.

And Xiumei, who was behind her, couldn't help crying.

Senior Brother Hei Jue, Senior Brother Shen Mu, they escaped the catastrophe of the year, but they failed to witness the moment when the Ziyan Palace was rebuilt...

And they just died on the way to rebuild the Ziyan Palace...

This kind of ending, for them, is undoubtedly the most difficult to accept.

...

When Fang Yu returned home, he came to the second floor of the Book Collection Pavilion, and read books by himself.

He wanted to see if something like red dust fruit was recorded in these books.

But after spending most of the night, Fang Yu did not read any records about the Red Dust Fruit.

After thinking about it, Fang Yu returned to the first floor.

The books placed here are mostly legends and myths.

In these books, will there be records of red dust fruit?

In the second half of the night, Fang Yu got into the books again, unable to extricate himself.

Until the morning sun rose the next day, the books Fang Yu had read were as high as a mountain, but he still could not find the information he wanted.

"Master, what are you looking for?" Xiao Fengchi appeared beside Fang Yu, tilted his head and asked, "You've been searching all night, haven't you found it yet? Why didn't you ask me for help?"

"Looking for your help? What can you help me with?" Fang Yu frowned and said.