Chapter 12 Am I Not Low-Key?

A hundred miles away, Guo Xing asked curiously: "Master, who are you talking to?"

Fang Mu said calmly: "Just now, those two guys were talking about me behind my back, and I warned them."

Guo Xing blinked, looked back at the Tianshu Gate that had completely disappeared in the distance, and said in surprise:

"Master, this place is at least dozens of miles away from the Tianshu Gate.

How can you hear them talking so far away?"

Fang Mu raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said: "I couldn't hear it before, but you players have given me a lot of inspiration.

That resurrection point is also very interesting.

I imitated the operation of the resurrection point and made a few small spells.

I just tried it, and the effect is not bad."

"Oh..."

Guo Xing nodded as if he understood, and then asked:

"Master, didn't you say before that it was inconvenient for you to take action? Why did you make such a big noise in someone else's sect?"

Fang Mu slowly turned his head and asked back: "Was the noise just now loud?"

'Not loud? ’

Guo Xing’s mouth twitched slightly, and he tried to say in a tactful tone:

“I mean, you always said you wanted to be low-key, but…”

Before he finished, Fang Mu continued to ask: “Isn’t my behavior just now low-key?”

Guo Xing’s mouth twitched again and said: “I think you may have a slightly different understanding of the word low-key… Woo!”

Fang Mu waved his hand and sealed the mouth of his silly apprentice.

In his opinion, he was already low-key enough.

According to his previous temperament, if someone dared to plot against him like this, he would have rushed into the void and killed him.

None of those so-called players should live.

Now he not only did not make any radical moves, but also patiently studied his opponents.

In such a humiliating situation, he did not vent his anger on Tianshumen.

He said he was going to borrow the demon, and that was to borrow the demon.

For other things, he could almost be said to have done nothing.

Even Chu Zhanyu of Tianshumen has been lamenting that his style of doing things is very different from the past, and he has become quite saintly.

‘Where am I not low-key? ’

Fang Mu thought for a long time, but he didn’t think he did anything wrong. He could only attribute it to his apprentice’s poor brain.

After a moment of self-reflection, he set his sights on the borrowed demon this time.

When he was on the road just now, he had completely crushed the demon’s head.

At this moment, the invisible and intangible demon was struggling frantically, trying to escape his control.

However, no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape from Fang Mu’s palm.

Fang Mu squeezed the frantically struggling demon into a ball with one hand.

However, he was still not satisfied with this. His fingers kept shaking, as if he was rolling a walnut, and he rolled up the demon in his hand.

Under his constant rubbing, the impurities in the demon’s body were removed bit by bit.

A moment later, a magic ball containing the essence of magic appeared in his hand.

Fang Mu pushed the magic ball gently, and it slowly floated in front of Guo Xing.

Guo Xing raised his hand to catch it, but the magic ball swayed slightly and let his hand pass, and rushed directly into Guo Xing's slightly opened mouth.

Gurgle!

Guo Xing subconsciously swallowed the magic ball into his stomach, and then realized what he had eaten.

He was beside Fang Mu during the whole process of making this magic ball.

He said in panic: "Master, that demon ran into my stomach!"

Fang Mu said lightly: "Well, I threw it."

Guo Xing: "???"

Guo Xing was almost crazy. Although he didn't know much, he knew that things should not be eaten randomly.

That demon was the top killing weapon of Tianshu Sect, and now it ran into his stomach like this.

He trembled and said: "Master, this thing will not make me die?"

Fang Mu said confidently: "Don't worry, I have already dealt with it, there will be no big problem."

'Your way of dealing with it is to crumple it into a ball? ’

Guo Xing’s mouth twitched slightly, and he was going to continue asking if this thing had any sequelae.

But before he could finish his words, he was confused to find that the scene in front of him began to change.

After a trance, the scene in front of him disappeared, leaving only a familiar sink.

‘Isn’t this the sink my family used a few years ago? ’

Before he could figure out what was going on, he found that there was a sound of water splashing in his ears.

His head was directly soaked.

Guo Xing moved slightly and found that he was washing his hair.

‘What’s going on? Did I travel through time? ’

He was stunned again, and then he heard footsteps outside the toilet.

Then, a somewhat elderly voice asked: “What are you washing?”

Guo Xing was too familiar with this voice, it was the voice of his deceased grandfather.

He subconsciously replied: “Grandpa, I’m washing my hair.”

“Ah, washing your hair... Go study, put your head down, I’ll wash it for you.”

Hearing this familiar words, Guo Xing’s eyes widened instantly.

He finally remembered when this happened.

His grandfather was still alive at that time, but his hearing was a little hard, so this conversation happened.

Because of this conversation, he had laughed at his grandfather for a long time.

‘How many years ago did I travel? If that's the case, it seems pretty good...'

Guo Xing couldn't help but have mixed feelings in his heart as he recalled the warm scenes.

He subconsciously wanted to get up and take another look at that familiar figure.

However, he found that his body was not in control.

Instead of getting up, he put his hands on his head.

The next moment, he actually pulled his head out of his neck.

He seemed to feel no pain at all, and just put his bleeding head in the sink.

"ah!!!"

Guo Xing was almost paralyzed by fright, and he screamed heartbreakingly.

What frightened him even more was that his screams came from the bloody head in the sink.

While he was yelling crazily, streams of dark blood kept pouring out of his mouth.

Guo Xing was so frightened that his eyes turned white, but his consciousness was unusually clear.

He could see every detail on the bloody head extremely clearly.

"Help, Master, help!"

An idea flashed in Guo Xing's mind and he shouted out this sentence.

A bit of bright light came into his field of vision, and the scene in front of him changed again.

After a moment, his vision returned again.

He looked at the familiar figure in front of him and almost cried.

"master……"

Fang Mu waved his hand and threw out a ban, interrupting Guo Xing's cry, and then said calmly: "Are you hallucinating?"

"Well……"

Guo Xing's mouth was sealed and he could only nod his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

Seeing this, Fang Mu nodded and said, "Yes, the hallucinations show that it is effective.

As long as you can persist for a month, you should be able to complete the soul consolidation. "