A few days later.
The various envoys who came to celebrate Fang Yuan's promotion left one after another, and only a few elder envoys from the Realm Alliance stayed.
In the main hall, there was a round table and a circle of seats, with several boys with different auras sitting on them.
"Okay! Fang Yuan, let me introduce to you. These are the seven elders of our Realm Alliance. You have already met Xichen and Qingmu. Next are the four elders of Heishui, Houtu, Ruijin, and Jiyin!"
The fire-refining boy waved his hand carelessly, his voice was old, but he had the courage to point out the country.
"I entered Fang Yuan at the end of my studies and met all the elders!"
Fang Yuan's eyes flashed with golden light.
I saw that the auras of these boy messengers changed greatly, and they were covered with shadows, as if they were wearing a mask. For example, the fire dragon boy in front of him had a shadow of the fire-refining elder attached to it.
Knowing that this was because the elders were relying on the messenger, they were distracted and couldn't help but salute.
Of course Elder Xichen had seen him before. Although he was the image of King Xia in the ancient world, he was not far different. When he saw him, he looked at him and smiled kindly in return.
Elder Qingmu next to him, on the other hand, didn't look very natural.
I guess it was because I saw another true saint added to the enemy's camp, which made him even more powerful.
The remaining elders also have their own strengths, and their aura is as deep as the abyss. Especially the elder Jiyin, as the only female, seems to be shrouded in black mist, which gives Fang Yuan the strongest sense of threat, which also makes him the strongest. The other elders were mostly wary and kept a certain distance.
"Well, that's right. I didn't expect you to be able to cast martial arts so quickly. After the resolution of our Council of Elders, we unanimously authorized you to be a Seven-leaf cultivator of our alliance and have the power to enforce the law!"
Elder Xichen nodded with a gentle voice.
It's just that Fang Yuan's mind was astonishing and he had piercing eyes, so his weakness was immediately obvious, even to Elder Qingmu next to him.
Obviously, last time in the Guchen Great World, they had to kill themselves and move away, which caused considerable damage to the origins of the two elders.
"... Haha, yes, Fang Yuan, you have to try your best. Unfortunately, you have a martial arts breakthrough this time and cannot be directly promoted to elder. But it doesn't matter. With your talent, I believe that soon, there will be another elder in this alliance. of!"
Elder Qingmu's face was still a little gloomy at first, but now he smiled kindly and secretly praised him.
As soon as these words came out, the elder Lianhuo next to him felt a little embarrassed.
Fang Yuan, however, looked on coldly and looked trembling: "I have just been promoted, and I have already exhausted all my hard work and accumulation. How can I expect this? But the leader of the alliance is here? Since I have joined this alliance, I must meet with you."
In his perception, each of these seven Xusheng elders was like a mountaintop, and their auras did not belong to each other and competed with each other.
The Jiyin elder was the strongest. Fang Yuan speculated that he almost had the cultivation of a ninth-level Void Sage. The energy of Yueyin lingered around him. At first glance, he even felt the night and saw the bright moon hanging high in the sky.
Next, it was Xichen's turn. This elder had roughly the cultivation level of an eighth-level virtual saint. He was a direct disciple of the saint, and he was also extraordinary.
Several other elders were probably hovering around the seventh-level Void Sage, at the same level as Lianhuo and Qingmu, but they were fighting openly and secretly, leaving Fang Yuan speechless.
"The leader of the alliance has something important to do. Otherwise, since you are a new talent in this alliance, he will definitely be happy to meet you!"
When a newcomer rises, it is the proper thing to pay homage to the leader of the alliance.
Elder Chen Xi was stunned for a moment, then spoke immediately.
"It seems that the arrangement for Daqian has reached a critical moment. Does it have to be suppressed by the Dream Master at any time?"
Fang Yuan rolled his eyes and got a lot of information from this few words.
"Okay, since Fang Yuan, as the law enforcer of this alliance, you still have to bear the responsibilities that you should bear. Since you like this Jinyang blessed land, we will make the decision and completely transfer its ownership to you, as well as the previous few years. What do you think about shortening the task refractory period to half a year?"
Several elders looked at each other and Ji Yin said.
Her female voice is as clear and clear as an underground spring, almost freezing one's soul just by hearing it.
"Since it is the request of the Presbyterian Church, I have no choice but to accept it."
Fang Yuan sighed secretly.
He had expected this. The war was imminent. Even if these elders were busy as dogs, how could he be allowed to be free
The entire Jinyang Paradise, with only half a year left to concentrate, was already the biggest concession made by the alliance.
If he hadn't been promoted to True Saint and had the reputation of killing Cangxuan Saint, it's hard to say whether he could have received these compensations.
"Half a year... It seems that the war is not far away... No, it has already started. In half a year, it will be the decisive battle!"
Fang Yuan's eyes flashed with enlightenment.
"good!"
Several elders looked at each other, completed the latest arrangements, and left one after another.
"Meet the adults!"
The boys looked startled, then saluted Fang Yuan and slowly retreated.
"This method of conjuring gods... The first is to have a support, such as these boys who have done tricks in advance, and the second is not to reduce too much strength... These elders' projections just now, although their aura is deep, can really fight, up to six levels With the strength of Xu Sheng, I can defeat them all by myself!"
Fang Yuan secretly pondered: "It just so happens... With these six months of free time, let's go to Master's hometown to see him. I don't know how his old friends are doing now... "
…
Yezhou, Yuncuishan.
This state is just a small remote state with sparsely populated areas, but the spiritual tea produced around Yuncui Mountain is very famous, and the best ones are specially supplied to the royal family. Therefore, it supports a large number of people and industries, surrounding Yuncui Mountain. Towns, large and small, were built.
Many cultivating families also gathered here and settled here to live and multiply.
On the road, a bullock cart was slowly moving forward. Fang Yuan was wearing a loose and comfortable Geyi and a bamboo hat on his head, lowered to the top of his eyebrows. He was half-lying and driving the cattle, with a casual and lazy expression.
He had already acquired all the inheritance from Master Wenxin layman at Qingfeng Lingdi. Apart from the secret Eight Sword Formation of the Dream Weapon Master, there was also a brief summary of his life.
"My real name is 'Jue Xin'. I am from Yuncuishan in Yezhou, Daqian. I was born in the Ye family. I was successful in swordsmanship as a young man. I was given the name 'Li' by my elders... At the age of fifteen, I broke through the Wuzong barrier and became famous, so I traveled around. The world has received the inheritance of the Dream Master. At the age of eighteen, he officially became a Dream Master, was recruited by the imperial court, and entered the Hidden Dragon Guard."
Yes, the Jue Xin layman back then was actually a member of the Hidden Dragon Guard, a big court eagle dog!
However, Fang Yuan had no intention of inheriting this legacy. Besides, he had offended the Holy Lotus Sect in the first place, so he was forced to find a backer, make peace with the Realm Alliance, and gain time to grow.
If he joins the imperial court, he will be a hostile force, and he will fight to the death.
"The Master is a Hidden Dragon Guard, supported by the imperial court's resources, and has amazing magical powers. Under the Eight-Sword Sword Formation, the killings are heavy, and he has a bloody feud with the Dream Masters of the two evil sects... After the Eight-Sword Sword Formation is completed, he will become a saint. The first person below him, he was killed one after another, and even several of the saint's direct disciples were killed. He was ruthless and ruthless, so he was nicknamed 'Jue Xin', and he was completely tolerated by the dream master..."
Fang Yuan sighed and silently thought about what he had received that year:
"Even with the protection of the imperial court, there are too many blood feuds, and there is still a crazy dream master who caused the Yuncuishan massacre and wiped out all the master's family in one night. Even the master himself was seriously injured. He luckily escaped with his life, but he cultivated It was a big loss, and the attitude of the court turned cold... Because of this, the master was also disheartened by Yinlongwei. After the falling out, he flew away, went to Yuanwu Continent, and adopted me... "
He was half leaning on the bullock cart, his eyes were misty, as if he was recalling everything in Yuanwu Continent.
It is precisely for this reason that once the Eight-Sword Sword Formation comes out, it will be the enemy of the whole world!
"The dream master who wiped out all the masters in the past is the master of the Yuanchuhui. He is Li Qingmian, who is known as the holy pen of subduing demons. He is the dream master of manifesting the saints! He has the great magical power of the dream pen to create flowers! One stroke creates a world, and one flower creates a heaven! "
For such opponents, even if Fang Yuan has broken through to the True Saint, he can only look up to him temporarily.
"Of course I can't do anything about the Yuanchuhui, but this time the five major forces join forces to start a war with Daqian, there may not be a chance to fish in troubled waters..."
Fang Yuan sighed silently in his heart: "For now, it's better to stay in silence and visit some of the old places mentioned by Master..."
Dream masters all understand the principle of the cunning rabbit's three burrows.
The Ye family where Jue Xin lived back then had several secret branches with blood flowing out. They even used secret methods to block the investigation and kept their names anonymous to prevent being caught in the same pot.
Time has passed, and by this time, there should still be a few traces of blood circulating.
The ox cart continued to move forward slowly, and not long after, it arrived at a big city.
This is Yuncui City, where the Ye family’s headquarters was.
Fang Yuan pretended to be a merchant driving a carriage. His muscles and bones moved around his face, and he changed his appearance. He turned into a spiritual tea merchant from another state. He wandered around the city, walking aimlessly. After a while, he arrived at East urban area.
This place is obviously different from other places. The terrain has been changed. There are several connected small lakes, and a lot of vegetation is planted around it. The scenery is beautiful, but it is extremely cold and inaccessible. It is completely different from other places in the city.
"This... should be where the main residence of the Ye family was..."
Fang Yuan looked at the sparkling lake in front of him, with mixed feelings in his heart.
Seeing a tea stall next to it, I drove an ox cart over there and ordered a pot of tea.
Although it is not a spiritual tea, it is close to Yuncui Mountain and the quality is still very good, with a mellow taste and a lasting aftertaste.
“Good tea!”
Fang Yuan pretended to be surprised and his eyes lit up.
"Haha... Old man, this tea is far inferior to Lingcha, but it is the best among ordinary products. This craftsmanship is not a boast. Back then, the Ye family's three hundred miles tea house had hundreds of tea heads and master chefs. Among them, the old man can also take a place..."
The stall owner was a gray-haired old man. He was smoking a hookah and his eyes were blurred, as if he was lost in memories: "But then... the Ye family was wiped out overnight, the tea mountain was burned, and most of Yuncui City was destroyed. What a tragedy." …”
Fang Yuan listened silently, drinking tea with a calm expression.
After a while, without comment, he threw down a penny and walked away.