"My current cultivation level is only above the eighth level of Qi training, and I have not yet reached the ninth level of Qi training!"
After all, he came here to ask for help, and Fang Yuan did not want to offend anyone for nothing. Therefore, although he felt that the Baihua Valley disciple named Yuan asked a lot of questions, he still responded politely and said, "Not to mention cultivation level. Saving people is like putting out fire, this Senior Brother Yuan..."
"You have actually reached the eighth level of Qi training?"
Yuan Ya's face was silent. After a long while, he sighed softly and said with a smile: "Both of us have participated in the assessment of the five major immortal sects in the Fairy Hall. We are considered peers. I am luckier and got the first place on the immortal list. After entering Baihua Valley, he was deeply loved by his elders, supported and taught him, and finally achieved some success. However, Senior Brother Fang Yuan heard that his life was full of twists and turns, and he was repeatedly trapped in difficulties. It is really admirable that he has such cultivation, but even this Once you reach the level of cultivation, you will never be able to kill them from that huge tide of monsters, right?"
"So he was the top of the immortal list later?"
After hearing his words, Fang Yuan was slightly startled and looked a little surprised.
He was originally at the top of the Immortal Ranking. Since it was later cancelled, a new top will naturally appear. However, this top has not entered the Qingyang Sect to practice, so he is naturally not familiar with it. Later, he just wanted to practice. Naturally, I didn't even have the time to care about these things. It was only now, after listening to the words of this true successor in white clothes, that I realized that he was the number one at that time and was born like this.
But these surprises were only fleeting.
He frowned and looked at the true successor in white, bowed his hands again, and said: "Qingyang is in danger, please help..."
"Haha, why are you so urgent about this matter?"
The white-clothed true disciple laughed, waved his robe sleeves, laughed lightly, then stared at Fang Yuan, and said lightly: "However, although senior brother Fang Yuan is at the eighth level of Qi training, he should not be able to master it. Then the killer will come out from the huge tide of monsters..."
"Senior Brother Yuan, can you please stop talking about this..."
Fang Yuan couldn't help but interrupt him, clasped his fists and said softly.
When he said these words, he felt helpless.
With his temperament, he really doesn't want to ask for help, but at this time, the situation is always better than others!
"Haha, if you are a practicing person, what can you say if you don't talk about practicing?"
The disciple surnamed Yuan laughed after hearing this, and waved his sleeves nonchalantly. A lotus petal gently floated out from his sleeve, and said with a smile: "It seems that Senior Brother Fang Yuan is not willing to talk about this issue. There is no defense, I can just try it myself..."
"you… "
Fang Yuan suddenly became suspicious and asked in surprise.
But before he finished speaking, the lotus petals floating out of the sleeves of the disciple named Yuan had already floated in front of him.
The moment the lotus petals touched the ground, countless red sharp blades with sharp edges suddenly appeared in the ground within a radius of ten feet. Each one was several feet long, and one after another went straight. Pointing at the sky, Fang Yuan was startled. Almost without thinking, he activated the flying sword force. His legs seemed to be motionless and he instantly rushed into the air.
Looking down, one can see the red lotus-like sharp blades that make one's scalp numb.
If he hadn't reacted extremely quickly, and had mastered the power of the Flying Sword into his bones, and could use it instantly, he would have been stabbed to death!
"What on earth do you want to do?"
There was already uncontrollable anger in Fang Yuan's voice.
"Didn't you tell me?"
The disciple named Yuan laughed softly: "Just give it a try!"
As he spoke, he flicked his robe sleeves again, and three lotus petals flew into the air, above Fang Yuan's head.
"you… "
Fang Yuan shouted angrily, but before he could say anything, he could only hear the sounds of "咻" "咻" "咻" without stopping, and countless swords suddenly shot out from the lotus petals floating in the air. The Qi crisscrossed and crisscrossed, almost filling the entire sky within a radius of thirty feet. Fang Yuan was directly trapped in the middle of these countless sword Qi, and for a moment he felt a terrifying red light all around him.
"Move the sword force..."
Without thinking, he suddenly turned around. This was a moving technique derived from the widow's climbing over the wall. It moved left and right, changing unpredictably. His whole body seemed to have turned into countless shadows in an instant, shaking. Shaking, he escaped directly from the Red Lotus Sword Formation without any injuries on his body, but his eyes instantly turned cold, and he shouted sternly: "That's enough..."
"You have refused to take action until now?"
The disciple named Yuan chuckled and raised his hand again. This time, he actually held a handful of petals in his hand.
"Senior brother, I have been patient for a long time. If you force me again..."
Fang Yuan couldn't help but feel heavy in his heart, he was anxious and angry, and he spoke in a deep voice.
"Haha, it's just a discussion. How can I force you or not?"
But the disciple surnamed Yuan burst out laughing, and simply grabbed a handful of lotus petals and started to scatter them!
Seeing this scene, Fang Yuan was shocked from the bottom of his heart. He clenched the Demon Seal Sword in his hand, and his magic power rose rapidly.
Luo Feiling, who was lying on her back, also shouted weakly: "It's too much, beat him..."
"Senior Brother Xiao Yuan, that's enough for you..."
But at this moment, a faint voice suddenly sounded.
At the same time as this sound rang out, a woman was seen flying over from the other direction of the mountain col. She was holding an oil-paper umbrella in her hand. Countless light-colored flowers were painted on the umbrella. She was wearing a white skirt. The face was beautiful and unparalleled, like a floating fairy, she flew over in the air, then landed gently between Fang Yuan and the disciple surnamed Yuan, and put away her umbrella.
"Oh, Junior Sister Xinyao, you really know how to choose the right time..."
Seeing her, the disciple surnamed Yuan sighed and gently collected the two handfuls of petals in his hand.
The person who came was none other than Lu Xinyao, Fang Yuan's classmate at Fairy Hall in Taiyue City when he was young.
"You just know how to fool around. Don't you know that Senior Brother Fang Yuan is worried?"
She complained about the disciple named Yuan, then turned to Fang Yuan, bowed politely, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Fang Yuan, we haven't seen you for a long time. Don't blame me, Senior Brother Yuan. He is actually teasing you. In fact, before you came to ask for help, we had already guessed that the Qingyang Sect was being robbed and would need help from several immortal sects sooner or later. We just didn’t know what the situation was inside, so we didn’t dare to rush in. Now that you have broken in and asked for help, I reported it to my Senior Sister Xiao from Baihua Valley right away!"
Fang Yuan was slightly startled after hearing Lu Xinyao's words, and seeing that what she said was reasonable, his heart jumped slightly.
He suppressed the worry in his heart and whispered: "Then... what do the major immortal sects mean?"
"Of course we need to save him!"
Lu Xinyao said seriously: "The five immortal sects are connected with each other, just like limbs. If Qingyang is in trouble, how can we not help him?"
"In this case... I will thank you in advance on behalf of fellow disciple Qingyang..."
After hearing Lu Xinyao's words, Fang Yuan hesitated for a moment, then solemnly cupped his fists and thanked her.
Ever since he left Bahuang Yuntai, this was what he had been thinking about. Now that he finally arrived at Baihua Valley, he was slightly relieved when he got the right answer. Lu Xinyao's promise was so certain that he wanted to represent him. means Baihua Valley.
"I wonder...when are you guys from Baihua Valley planning to leave?"
But after hesitating, he asked again.
"When will you leave?"
Lu Xinyao laughed when she heard this and said: "Senior Brother Fang Yuan, this change happened suddenly. If you want to rescue, you must not act rashly. Just now, I, Senior Sister Xiao from Baihua Valley, said that we will immediately arrange for all the major immortal sects to come here." Let's discuss and determine the rescue matters, and then everyone will agree on a time to send troops. Please don't be anxious, how about you just rest for a while at my Baihua Valley camp?"
"So... thank you so much, Junior Sister Lu!"
Fang Yuan heard that what she said made sense, so he had to agree temporarily.
He was really tired from all the killing and running around for two days, and he really needed to rest.
"Then quickly arrange the palace tent for Senior Brother Fang Yuan!"
Lu Xinyao smiled and said to the two Baihua Valley disciples beside her: "You guys are so ignorant of etiquette. Didn't you see that Senior Brother Fang Yuan was carrying someone on his back? You all just stood there and looked at them. Do you know how to pick someone up quickly?"
The two Immortal Sect disciples beside her turned slightly red after hearing this, and hurriedly came forward to take Luo Feiling.
"don't want… "
Luo Feiling, who was lying on Fang Yuan's back, said lazily: "Men and women are not intimate, so don't touch me..."
The two Immortal Sect disciples were immediately dumbfounded and looked at Fang Yuan unconvinced.
"No need, I can still carry it..."
Fang Yuan looked a little embarrassed and thanked the two Baihua Valley disciples in a low voice.
Lu Xinyao glanced at Luo Feiling with a half-smile, and didn't say much. She just arranged for the disciples of the Immortal Sect to take Fang Yuan to her palace tent to rest, and then said: "Senior Brother Fang, please rest for a while. I will arrange the important things first." , I’ll go see you later!”
Fang Yuan thanked her again before following the two Immortal Sect disciples.
"Haha, you can actually easily dodge my Lotus Sword Formation while carrying someone on your back..."
It wasn't until Fang Yuan left that Senior Brother Yuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the lotus leaf, suddenly laughed, turned to look at Lu Xinyao who was slightly lost in thought, and said softly: "Junior Sister Xinyao, you old My classmate, alone with a sword and carrying only one burden, fought his way out of the tide of monsters. He was still so powerful and angry as smoke. It is truly remarkable... "
"Um?"
Lu Xinyao reacted after a while and said with a smile: "Even Senior Brother Xiao Yuan started to praise others?"
Senior Brother Xiao Yuan smiled lightly and said, "Since he has such abilities, he certainly deserves praise!"
Lu Xinyao smiled softly and said softly: "I was really surprised. He was not like this before. He was just a hardworking boy from a poor family. His mind was not big, and his temper was weak. There are classmates who bully each other, but they remain silent. Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for three years, they have such a charming appearance. It is really... a bit surprising... "
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