C108 Fenbergen

That figure flipped in the air and flew down. "Haha, it's this fierce beast that I let go. I never thought that the power of the Exquisite Pagoda would be so strong that it would disturb the entire Qing Qiu mountain …" As he spoke, his figure was like a cyan bird flying lightly in the air, agile and swift. In an instant, he'd flown to the top of the Divine Wind Cliff.

The faces of Yin Bao Scroll and Ning An were filled with surprise, the older disciples of the Supreme Mystery Realm actually let out cries of "Ah!", while Yun Jiuchang's face was filled with indifference and puzzlement, as if he didn't understand how everyone was so frightened.

Even Karakorum Sword League, Li Fengxian and Li Jiu Huan revealed looks of indescribable shock as if they had seen ghosts and souls. Mu Lengqing, who was standing in the crowd, had eyes full of resentment and resentment. She kept shaking her head as she muttered, "No …" "No …"

Yes, all of this seemed to bring them to the primal chaos of thirty years ago. No one believed it to be true, because no one believed that he was still alive. For someone who had mysteriously disappeared for over 30 years, everyone now believed that he had died. At the very least, he no longer lived in their hearts and memories.

He was none other than Fang Bosheng.

Back then, the sixth generation elder of the primal chaos city — a grand elder of the primal chaos city who had great authority and authority, was also a mysterious figure. He had been the sixth generation Elder of Taixuan for over fifty years, and he had led the disciples to establish an immortal Taixuan cultivation technique, becoming an influential figure in the Qing Qiu Sect. In the past, when his fame and cultivation realm had reached its peak, he had done something that was extremely shocking — he had relegated himself to seclusion. Actually, to say that he had retired would be more accurate to called it a mysterious disappearance. After he passed the position of an Elder to Yin Bao, he had disappeared from the face of the earth, alone and without a trace, and no one knew of his whereabouts anymore. It was just like the autumn rain that had fallen when he left. Everything that had happened to him over the years, all his past in the Six Realms, had been washed clean like the autumn rain.

Now, like a resurrected ghost, Uncle Fang appeared once more and announced that he had opened the Exquisite Pagoda. The news that he had brought everyone such a shocking news for the first time left everyone utterly astonished.

From the discussions of the crowd, Yun Jiu Tang could tell that this person was the sixth generation elder of the Supreme Profound Capital. Yun Jiu Tang looked at Fang Bohun who stood on top of the Divine Wind Cliff. He was dressed in a purple daoist robe, which was the attire of an Taixuan elder. However, that purple daoist robe was already pale, and his sleeves and collar were in tatters. His face was ridged with lines as if they were carved by time. His hair was disheveled, and it rested on top of his old head, as if he were recounting the song of the past. However, his figure hadn't changed in many years. His slightly plump body was still as agile and agile as before. It could be seen that he hadn't stopped cultivating for many years. This could be seen from the way he had flipped in the air.

"Haha, everyone, don't be afraid. Could it be that everyone can't recognize me? I'm not a ghost or a soul, but a Uncle Fang." His voice hadn't changed, but it didn't sound as friendly as it had thirty years ago.

Yin Baoyun's words were cut short as if he was shocked by something, "Master …" Senior Brother … really … "Is that you …" Back then, Fang Bo Chen had thrown the position of an elder to him, leaving behind a lot of things for him to deal with. At that time, he was extremely anxious, so he shouldered the heavy responsibility of holding the position of an elder, and the bitterness was something only he himself knew.

The sword ruler raised his brows and said loudly, "Elder Fang, it's been so many years since we last met, and your looks have not diminished. I didn't expect that you would still be alive for so many years, and not just that, but you seem to be living a good life at that."

Uncle Fang laughed deeply, "Of course, I still miss you all these years, so I can't just walk in front of you all. Now that I miss you all so much, I'll show myself to reminisce about old times." He was still as free and easy as he was back then, but he seemed to be bound by some sort of taboo.

Everyone laughed along with her. Only Mu Xianqing looked bitter and embarrassed, as if she was being pulled and hurt by some emotion. The ruler shaped eyebrows continued to say: "Elder Fang, you just said that the poor strange beasts were secretly let out by you from the Exquisite Pagoda. You can't speak words like that ah!" The longsword man's sudden appearance was rather unexpected. He did not expect that Uncle Fang would still be alive after thirty years, and did not know what his purpose for coming here was.

"That's right, this is related to the safety of two pots and a city in the Qing Qiu Mountains," Li Fengxian chimed in. "You wouldn't give us such a pleasant surprise as soon as you appeared thirty years later, right?"

He watched as Uncle Fang gently leaped down from the top of the Divine Wind Cliff. As he flew, his figure steadily landed on the ground. Although it had been 30 years, his skill seemed to have improved. As soon as Fang Bo Chen landed on the ground, everyone quickly retreated. No one actually dared to even take half a step closer to him. Seeing this, Uncle Fang felt a little lonely and sad, "I've already told you, I'm really not a ghost …"

Yin Bao Scroll slowly walked out from the crowd. Looking at the Fang Bo Chen whom he hadn't seen for many years, her eyes were a little hazy, and she was unable to hide her excitement, "Senior Brother, you're finally back. Where have you been all these years?" Yin Bao Scroll still had many questions regarding Uncle Fang's abandonment of the Elder's position. Thus, he wanted to know why Uncle Fang had left his position back then and why he had appeared now.

Uncle Fang's eyes were slightly moist. He raised his eyes to look ahead, and after a long while, he sighed. "Ai, Treasure Scroll, it's a long story. Today, we two martial brothers will not talk about this. Let's settle this troublesome matter first." His words were rather sorrowful, as if hiding many unfathomable, profound meanings and feelings of helplessness.

"That's right, Elder Fang is not here to reminisce about old times," Li Fengxian continued, "Elder Fang, you said earlier that you were the one who secretly put Qiong Qi away, is that true?"

"Yes, the Qiongqi is indeed mine," he said in a firm, sonorous voice.

Yun Jiu Tang was suddenly shocked in his heart. Why did he secretly release the Qiong Qi? Wasn't this equivalent to ignoring the safety of the Qing Qiu mountain?

Actually, in these past few years, I have often been in secluded meditation training in the Heart Cleansing Stream and the absolute mountain cave, so I already knew about the Exquisite Pagoda in the absolute mountain cave. "As Uncle Fang spoke, his eyes were fixed on Yun Jiuchang and Shen Jingyang," I can understand the kindness these two youngsters have put in, but I was also curious to see just what kind of destitute appearance they would have in the past thousands of years when they launched the beast tide and brought calamity to the six realms. "He couldn't even swallow a mouthful of his words, his slightly fat body trembling," So, I used my inner strength to open the Exquisite Pagoda … "

He clearly remembered the moment when he had used his inner force to open the Exquisite Pagoda, the small, stone sized pagoda had suddenly started emitting a strange light, constantly expanding, and in an instant, it broke through the top of the cave, smashing through the peak of Taihua Peak, and extending all the way up to the sky, where the small, docile Qiong Qi in the pagoda had suddenly become enormous, and its fiendish face was immediately revealed. So Uncle Fang watched as Qiong Qi broke out of the Exquisite Pagoda and ravaged the world.

Uncle Fang's words were deeply engraved in the depths of Yun Jiu Tang's heart. Yun Jiu Tang did not know whether this six generation Taixuan Capital's elder was a friend or foe. He had already known the secret of the absolute peak's secret, but his reason for opening the Exquisite Pagoda was somewhat puzzling.

After a short period of silence, Uncle Fang looked deeply in the direction of Yun Jiu Tang and Shen ying Yang, a pleased smile appearing on his face, "Young Master Yun, Young Hero Shen, although you two have never met me, your hearts are sincere and kind. You have done a good job.

The sword ruler's brows were gloomy as he asked: "Elder Fang, you only opened the Exquisite Pagoda because you were curious, is there any hidden secret? How could there be such a simple reason?"

A faint look of panic crossed Uncle Fang's face. "What secret? You tell me, who wouldn't be curious about the poverty of the Exquisite Pagoda, and who wouldn't want to see this despicable and evil poverty of the Six Realms that has existed for thousands of years? " Saying so, he shrugged and spread out his palms.

"Of course there's a secret," Li Fengshen sneered, "Uncle Fang, weren't there many secrets in Taixuan back then? Why did you withdraw from the elder's position, your descendants were rather interested in it, ah. There are many rumors about you in the world!" Li Fengshu acted as if there was a hidden meaning behind his words. In fact, he had only heard it from the grapevine, he just wanted to scare Fang Bozhen.

Uncle Fang's face was ashen, no emotions could be seen on it, and he didn't argue. He just stood there quietly, as if nothing had anything to do with him.

"Elder Fang, it's better to tell the truth. Your secrets are unknown …" The sword ruler's eyebrow's cold and strange voice was like an incantation, causing Uncle Fang to feel a deep chill and an unknown sense of hopelessness.

At this point, Mu Xianqing, who was standing in the crowd, had tears in her eyes. She could no longer control her grief and rushed out. "Fang Bozhen, are you still trying to hide the truth from us? Are you trying to make everyone in the six realms laugh at us?"

Everyone looked at Mu Lengqing's resentful and pained expression in shock. When they looked at Uncle Fang's twisted expression, they could not believe their eyes. It was as though they had heard an earth-shattering piece of news. To them, there was nothing more shocking than this. The ruler shaped brows and Li Fengxian were even more shocked. They never thought that there were even more unknown secrets hidden between the two of them.

Uncle Fang wanted to cry so much that he didn't dare to look at Mu Lengqing directly. His eyes were lifeless and empty as the corner of his mouth twitched, "You …" How to... I still can't forget, it's been more than 30 years … You still can't get over it? " The words came out of his mouth in an intermittent manner, as if he was tearing away at their fragile moods.

"Why?!" Mu Lengqing's emotions exploded. She screamed crazily as if she had been suppressed for many years. "Why did you do this to me!?" Tears welled in her eyes. With a sorrowful expression, she shouted to the sky, "Heavens! What did I, Mu Sangqing, do wrong? Why are you doing this to me?" The sonic boom tore through the pain, causing the sound to shake the heavens and earth.

"What do you want from me? Our relationship has already reached this point, and my retirement is the best understanding. Perhaps it's because I shouldn't have shown myself to see you again today …"

Everyone was astonished. It turned out that the master of the Spiritual World and Taixuan's elder had a secret relationship!

Mu Lengqing looked at Uncle Fang with anger. Her face was flushed, and the way the woman looked when she got angry was even scarier. "You are a liar!" "Fang Bo Chen, you've caused me so much suffering, quickly return my son …" "I want my son …" The sorrowful sound floated onto the broken pieces of the ruins, covering it with a layer of sadness. "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwang@@

Suddenly, Uncle Fang was enraged, his veins popped out as he hysterically shouted: "You lost him, it's all because of you! "You are really too selfish!"

Mu Lengqing's body trembled uncontrollably. She was on the verge of collapse, so Wang Qingchuan quickly rushed over to support her. Finally, her weak body did not collapse. Our eighteen years of love! Do you still remember Taixuan's disciple who was dried up forever? " She sneered and looked away.

As if he had understood something, Fang Bozhen's eyes widened, "Eternal Withering Desolation?" "Could it be that the Ancient Desolation is …" He looked at Mu Lengqing in panic, waiting for her reply.

"Haha …" Mu Lengqing smiled foolishly before taking two steps back. Her eyes were bloodshot as she said, "That's right, he is our son." Her voice was trembling and becoming more and more intense, as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

"What did you say?" "How could it be …" Uncle Fang was extremely astonished. His face was filled with disbelief, doubt, and anger, which then turned into grief. "Back then, when you sent him to the Supreme Profound, he... could it be that he was..."

"Back then, you hid me and your child behind you because of your position as an Elder of Supreme Profound Capital. After he was born, for the sake of Supreme Profound Capital, you didn't even look at your child once, so at that time, I told you that your child passed away without a trace of sorrow," Mu Wanqing's voice choked with emotion. "Later on, I thought that our child could not live without a father, so I secretly sent him to the capital so that he could enter the inner sect and stay by your side. "I named him 'Eternal Wither'. The word 'ten thousand' means less on the 'Fang' character …"

When everyone heard these secret stories, they were like a bolt from the blue and shocked the entire Six Realms. Not only did he have a personal relationship with the Supreme Profound Elder, he had even given birth to a son, and had even become a disciple of the Supreme Profound Capital's inner sect! It had to be known that in the Six Realms, only the Immortal World and the Mortal Realm had marriages. As for the other realms, not marrying each other became a common rule. The two of them had such feelings. They had crossed the line and were going to be severely punished.

"How could this be …" Uncle Fang bellowed, "Why didn't you tell me before?"

Many people remembered that back then, when he was a disciple of Supreme Profound Capital, he had been a dried-up and barren genius, and his cultivation realm was extraordinary. However, he had accidentally tainted the devil's heart, and later on, the devil's heart had corroded his bones, causing him to completely lose his humanity and turn into a mindless, unconscious blood devouring demon. It could be said that it was the most painful loss even in the Primordial Profound Ark. After losing his beloved disciple, the Primordial Desolation, Uncle Fang felt a sense of despair, as if he had seen through the path of cultivation, and finally left the world.

That's right, no one would have thought that the Eternal Wither that Fang Bohun killed that year was actually his own son. It was only now that this shocking secret was revealed to the public through Mu Sangqing's mouth.

"Why should I tell you? Can't you see?" Mu Sangqing coldly said, "You betrayed me and you also betrayed our child." Her emotions exploded once again, "It's you …" You killed our child... Now you have a taste of grief! "

"Ah …" Uncle Fang looked up at the sky and roared, "You vicious woman..." "How can you treat me like this …"

The sound of grief filled the world.