Chapter 1038 Relying on the Spirit, Forget Love

Chapter 1038 Relying on the Spirit, Forget Love

"Do you know what year it is in the game now?"

Seeing Fang Jie suddenly appear in front of him, Yi Ling was stunned and answered the question irrelevantly.

"Well……"

Fang Jie has been immersed in leveling and leveling, and has been in a duplicate with doubled time, so he has long been unable to remember when it is now.

"The 42nd year of the game calendar, the end of the year"

After Yi Ling gave the answer with great excitement, she angrily said, "You haven't been back for twelve years, and we haven't met for twelve years. When you come back, what's the saying to me?"

"this……"

Fang Jie grabbed his head embarrassedly, and apologized with a wry smile: "I'm sorry, I'm too selfish."

In fact, Fang Jie really doesn't think that twelve years have passed. After all, the copy he is in has always been in double time, and his psychological time is probably only 3 or 4 years.

"It's not selfish," Yiling smiled bitterly and said, "Ha, we all know your goal, and we know that you are getting closer and closer to your goal. In fact, your goal is what everyone expects... I just want to tell you that for many years, everyone has worked hard without credit. This time you come back, at least it has a bit of humanity."

"Haha, that's that's that."

Fang Jie blew up ashamed, and temporarily put aside his eagerness to break through, and asked, "Are you and everyone else okay?"

"Simply." Yi Ling's expression was slow, and she organized her language and said: "Wangqing Pavilion is now one of the three major forces in the martial arts world. It has stable internal economy and many experts. Of course, it cannot be compared with you."

"Three major forces?" Fang Jie couldn't help but say, "Why are the three major forces? Which three major forces? What about other sects? All of them were annexed?"

"It's not considered annexed, but it's dead in name only."

Yi Lingdao: "In recent years, small sects have been unable to survive. They either merge with the big sects to form a force alliance, or they are directly annexed and become an empty shell sect. In the north, the Hu Miao family, Shaolin Temple, the Sun and Moon God Sect, Quanzhen, and the Ancient Tombs have become a northern alliance; in the west, the Xingsu Sect and Ming Cult, the Ouyang Family, Lingjiu Palace, the Five Poison Sect, the Blood Sword Sect, and the Dalun Temple have formed a Western alliance; and in the west, the forces of the Wangqing Pavilion, including the Dali Duan Family, the Emei Sect, the Chivalry Dao, the Medicine King Valley, the Five Mountains Sword Sect Alliance, and the various sects that were accepted by the Wangqing Pavilion at that time formed the Central Plains Alliance."

After listening to this introduction, Fang Jie had too many questions in his heart. After thinking about it, he said in surprise: "It is reasonable for the Northern Alliance, but in the west... why did the Ming Cult get along with the Xingsu Sect? Why is the Blood Knife Sect inside? Is the decadent blood less courageous? Is it even dared to sing a opposite tune with Wangqing Pavilion?"

"Decadence Blood Little?" Yiling smiled meaningfully, "I am only responsible for the internal affairs of the Wangqing Pavilion. I don't know much about military affairs. You can ask Wangqing, or just ask the Decadence Blood Little Little."

"Well, I'm going to ask..." Fang Jie touched his nose, then asked again: "Also, Dali Duan and Medicine King Valley have actually joined us? It seems that you have managed the Wangqing Pavilion well, haha, Emei Sect... The girl Feng Lin is willing to join our Wangqing Pavilion? This is a very strange thing..."

"You've been out for twelve years, what's so strange about it?"

Yi Ling despised Fang Jie without hesitation and smiled: "The so-called world trend, long-term division will lead to unity, long-term division will lead to unity, and long-term integration will lead to unity. Shuzhong area has always been a chaotic place. In the last year of the national war, Shuzhong area became a meat grinder, Xingsu Sect, Dali Duan Family, Blood Knife Sect, Dalun Temple, and Emei Sect were all stomped in. However, before the end of the national war, the Ming Cult suddenly joined forces with the Xingsu Sect, and several other sects were severely damaged. After discussing with Feng Qing Pavilion, the senior management of Wangqing Pavilion discussed with Feng Lin, considering that it was too resource-consuming to continue occupying Shuzhong, he decided to let the Emei Sect retreat simply, and then the Dali Duan Family also defected to us."

"I see……"

Fang Jie nodded slightly, but suddenly thought of a crucial question: "It's strange, where are the Wudang Sect and the Beggars' Sect? Which force are they in now?"

Yiling smiled bitterly and said, "You are not forgetful yet, and finally found the problem. These two great sects in the rivers and lakes, plus Taohua Island, have formed a small alliance force in the east. They are currently trying to avoid dealing with our Wangqing Pavilion, obviously wanting to seize control of the Central Plains. At present, we suspect that they seem to have reached some kind of agreement with the Xingsheng faction, intending to form a joint attack from the east and west. Of course, the fourth national war year is about to end, and it has not posed too much threat to us yet."

"Haha, are the Beggars' Sect and the Wudang Sect?"

Fang Jie touched his chin with a wicked smile, obviously thinking about how to eliminate hidden dangers.

"There is no need to rush to do it." Yiling saw through Fang Jie's thoughts and said with a smile: "The National War Year is about to end. Now it will not have any strategic effect. Instead, it may destroy the post-war economic reconstruction. Don't you want a large number of bronze men in the Great Zhoutian Chongkui? Just treat them as lambs. After two years, the wool will grow together, and we will cut off a round of wool. If you take action, you will not cause waste."

"Yo?" Fang Jie looked at Yi Ling with surprise and said, "I didn't expect that you have become more and more sinister than ever before, and you actually know how to shear the wool."

Yiling smiled disinterestedly and said, "No, all the people in this family have to be raised for you. Is it okay if you are not sinister or more careful in your calculations?"

"Fortunately, I'm very sad," Fang Jie thanked repeatedly, and said ashamed: "Thanks to you that good-natured help me, otherwise, such a big stall would have collapsed."

A trace of sweetness flashed in Yiling's eyes and said with satisfaction: "I'm very happy with you. In fact, all this is not my own credit. You should go and see others."

Fang Jie nodded silently, took out the Kunlun mirror and was about to leave. Seeing this, Yi Ling hurriedly said, "Wait, there is something I have to explain to you."

"What?"

"Don't you want to improve your basic strength as soon as possible?" Yi Ling smiled and said, "After the years of national war cultivation, many people in Wangqing Pavilion have successively rushed to the small Zhoutian acupoints, and their strength is close to or even reached the strength before you left the dungeon. Since you opened the eighteenth level of Hell, they can't sit still, and they also went to the hell dungeon. I'm afraid the top masters in the world are the same. So I believe that there will be a large number of copper people in the big Zhoutian acupoints in the market soon, and the price will plummet."

Speaking of this, Yiling paused and said, "In addition, a large number of hell materials will also appear on the market. Maybe your Nine-Orient Divine Soldier will be available soon. Therefore, I suggest you wait a moment and don't be so anxious."

After hearing this, Fang Jie thought about it, but shook his head and said, "It's not as easy as you said. I chose the perverted level difficulty this time, but you also know the amount of materials I got, and it's not a lot. Those of them who can't pass a few levels can get some small amounts of low-level materials at most. They don't have enough of them, so it's unlikely to sell them."

Yi Ling seemed to have known Fang Jie would say this before, and couldn't help but laugh: "But you can exchange the Book of Forgetfulness and Heavenly Death with them for the materials you need. Anyway, you have already rushed to the entrance of life and death, and the Book of Forgetfulness and Heavenly Death is meaningless to you."

Fang Jie said: "That's right, but after entering the Hell copy, they can also fight the Phantom Land God Pearl to synthesize the Forgetful Heavenly Book by itself."

Yi Ling shook her head and said, "Don't think that everyone is as perverted as you. As far as I know, there have been many masters who have been in hell copies before, but the Phantom Earth God Pearl rarely hit. I guess it is because they did not choose the perverted difficulty copy, so the Phantom Earth God Pearl has extremely low violence rate. Therefore, we can completely pre-provide a master in the sect's sect. With the guarantee, they can get each of them after entering the Hell copy. We only have rune materials."

After thinking about it, Fang Jie nodded and said, "Well, this idea is good. It seems... it seems that I have to go to the Eighteenth Level Hell a few more trips to the Eighteenth Level Hell and brush more of the Phantom God Pearls."

"That's your business." Yiling smiled and said, "Before you can't get over, you should go and comfort other meritorious ministers first, so as not to make people feel upset."

"Well, then I... leave?"

Fang Jie looked at Yi Ling and stopped talking for a while. He finally didn't say anything in his heart. He took out the Kunlun mirror and teleported it directly.

The next moment, Fang Jie's figure appeared beside Wangqing.

At this time, the head of the military Wangqing was frowning and staring at a huge sand table. He seemed to be thinking about something. The sand table was filled with small flags of various colors, representing the number of forces and troops of all parties. Obviously, this sand table is the current situation in the war in the country.

On the other side of the sand table, there was a person standing. It was the military staff of Wangqing Pavilion that was currently Shuangxueyun. However, Shuangxueyun's eyes were not on the sand table, but on Wangqing. Needless to say, Shuangxueyun, like all other men, would always be a little abandoned when he was around Wangqing.

When he saw Wangqing again after twelve years, Fang Jie still felt astonished. After a while of dazed, he coughed lightly to signal his existence.

"Who?"

Ranxueyun couldn't help but be shocked. He immediately took out the weapon and held it in his hand. Just as he was about to take action, he saw that Wangqing had already taken action.

"No, right? I'll play with Nine Yin White Bone Claws with me as soon as I meet?"

With a teasing, Fang Jie had already grabbed Wangqing's wrist lightly, and then pulled Wangqing into his arms in the blink of an eye.

Wangqing was about to stand up to resist, but suddenly she felt that the sound in her ear was quite familiar. After hesitating for half a second, she suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but moan and stop resisting, tears were ashes.

"Fortunately, I'm so sad..." Fang Jie patted Wangqing's shoulders in a complicated mood, but didn't know how to comfort him.

Seeing this scene, the bloody cloud, who had already recognized Fang Jie, couldn't help but glance at the two of them with envy, and quietly left...

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