"You will go back and rest for the time being, and wait for the summons from the Immortal Sect at any time. This time the demon slaying will not be reported to anyone for the time being!"
After returning to the Immortal Sect, Butler Bai and others gave serious instructions before letting Fang Yuan and others go back. After experiencing a catastrophe of life and death, the disciples of the Immortal Sect were naturally filled with emotions when they returned to the familiar and safe Xiaozhu Peak. When they saw Deacon Bai and others leaving, they all gathered around Fang Yuan, each of them being polite. He angrily bowed to Fang Yuan and thanked him, even Hong Tao, a member of the Fengqing Poetry Society, was no exception, and then they dispersed, feeling in their hearts that there would be a big disturbance in Xiaozhu Peak after this demon slaying.
"Um, why don't you go back?"
Fang Yuan said goodbye to Junior Sister Xiao Qiao and others, turned around, but was slightly startled.
There were actually two people left in the room. One was Wu Qing, standing there looking at him. The other was Qi Xiaofeng, standing on a cliff not far away. Apparently waiting for Wu Qing, Wu Qing was just looking at him. Looking at Fang Yuan, his face was already extremely embarrassed!
"Senior Brother Fang Yuan, I have something on my mind that I want to tell you!"
Wu Mingchu looked pitiful and slowly took a step closer to Fang Yuan, lowering his head.
"snort!"
Qi Xiaofeng couldn't stand it anymore, punched the stone wall hard, turned around and left.
But Wu Qing didn't even look back, lowered his head and rubbed the corners of his clothes, and said carefully: "I haven't apologized to you for what happened in the past..."
"Didn't I already say it? There's no need to apologize..."
Fang Yuan frowned slightly, took a step back, and said calmly: "It's too late today. If you have anything to say, let's talk about it tomorrow!"
After saying that, it was inconvenient to stay any longer, he bowed his hands, turned around and walked away in fluttering green clothes.
"you… "
Wu Qing looked at his figure that quickly disappeared into the mountains and stamped his feet in hatred.
But after stamping his feet, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he thought to himself: "I didn't realize that he was quite good-looking before!"
As he said that, he slowly walked back, thinking in his mind: "If I hadn't gone out this time, how would I have known that Qi Xiaofeng, who usually showed off his power, was actually a straw bag? How could such a straw bag be worthy of a noble family like mine? Miss, this Fang Yuan is really a beautiful phoenix who flew out of a humble family. If my ancestors saw her, they would definitely praise me for my discernment in selecting people!"
"However, speaking of it, his cultivation level is a bit low, but there is no defense. Grandpa Zu said that cultivation level can still be accumulated with resources after all, and it is not the most important thing. Besides, he doesn't have it in the first place. Stupid, it was only delayed because of practicing the lost mental skills of the Immortal Sect. At worst, I will ask Grandpa to plead with the deacons in the Immortal Sect and let him change his inheritance... "
As he spoke, he clenched his fists and secretly said, "Grandpa, don't worry! I will definitely not let you down!"
When Fang Yuan returned to his small building, he naturally didn't know that he had fallen into the eyes of others, but when he thought of Wu Qing's shy look, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, thinking that Wu Qing was still as bitter and mean as before. It looked cuter. After sitting down and drinking two cups of cold tea, the goosebumps all over my body disappeared, and then I started thinking about my own affairs seriously!
This time when he went down the mountain, in order to kill the demon, he couldn't help but cast the Xuanhuang Qi Technique, which was not completely successful. However, he found that this method was really powerful. Not only did he condense his magic power to an incomparable amount, but after it was fully activated, he could It allows you to be at the peak of the fourth level of Qi training, and have power that is not inferior to that of ordinary people at the sixth level of Qi training, and is worthy of being the first of Qingyang's five methods!
This made him have deeper expectations for the Xuanhuang Yiqi method that was about to be completed.
And after this mission, if nothing unexpected happens, the Immortal Sect will definitely give you a reward, which will just allow you to improve your cultivation level!
After a night like this, Fang Yuan got up early the next morning and danced his sword to the breeze in the mountains as usual. However, this time, he used the matching sword given to him by Lu Mei'an, the lord of Taiyue City. It was worth a lot of money. The three-thousand-gold magic weapon is indeed different from the ordinary iron pieces used in daily life. When it dances, the wind blows, and the cold light overflows, giving Fang Yuan a sense of grandeur as he swallows mountains and rivers!
However, I don’t know if it was an illusion. When Fang Yuan was practicing his sword, he always felt that there seemed to be a hidden power in the sword. However, when he sensed it carefully, he found nothing. Instead, he found a faint force on the sword body. The black mark is looming, as if it is extremely mysterious. It is unknown whether it was left on it by the craftsman when the sword was made, which makes the sword a little more mysterious.
"Has my swordsmanship improved again, or is there some kind of power sealed in this mark?"
Fang Yuan was a little confused, but he felt that he should have asked Lu Mei'an carefully when he was giving the sword.
But when I thought about it again, I felt that I might have thought too much.
Anything that can seal power in a sword is a fairy magic weapon. This sword is worth three thousand gold. It is a treasure in the world, but it is impossible to seal any power in it. Otherwise, let alone three thousand gold, it is Thirty thousand gold cannot buy it...
"That must be because my swordsmanship is about to break through a certain bottleneck again!"
Fang Yuan thought secretly, but still looked at the black mark carefully.
"Hehe, Senior Brother Fang Yuan has practiced swordsmanship well..."
While he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a laugh next to him. Fang Yuan was startled. He turned around and saw Wu Qing walking down the hillside from a distance, holding a lotus leaf in his hand, which was piled with ribbons. He was holding a small purple fruit covered with dew, while his other hand was holding a white clay pot filled with mountain spring water. He smiled and walked slowly towards Fang Yuan.
"Uh... Junior Sister Wu Qing, what a coincidence!"
Fang Yuan suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He put away his sword and said hello with a reluctant smile.
"What a coincidence, I'm just here to find you!"
With a smile, Wu Qing came to Fang Yuan's small building and poured the water from the clay pot into the water tank in front of Fang Yuan's building. It was only a clay pot more than three feet high, but it was full of water. A jar of water, and then looked at Fang Yuan angrily, and said considerately: "You see you are sweating all over from practicing sword practice, wash it off quickly, I have something else to say to you later... "
"Forehead… "
Fang Yuan had indeed sweated his robes from sword practice, and was about to take a cold shower, but looking at Wu Qing's concerned eyes, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and took a step back, saying, "Thank you Don’t worry, there’s no need to go to such trouble!”
After saying that, he put away his sword, turned around and left.
Wu Qing's expression changed, but he rushed to catch up again: "Wait for me!"
Fang Yuan just ignored him and walked faster and faster. Now this Wu Qing was really scary.
But at this moment, I suddenly heard a burst of laughter from above my head: "It's so early in the morning, your place is so lively!"
Fang Yuan and Wu Qing both looked up and saw a pretty figure slowly flying over. Who was it if it wasn't Junior Sister Xiao Qiao? She was laughing, standing next to an ancient pine, looking at a Fang Yuan, who looked helpless, and Wu Qing, who rolled his eyes, said, "I woke up early in the morning and wanted to come over to see you, but I didn't expect someone to come earlier. Senior brother Fang Yuan, have you had breakfast?"
When Fang Yuan saw her, he felt like he was being pardoned. He turned around and walked towards her, saying, "Let's go!"
Wu Qing stamped his feet angrily and shouted, "You haven't taken a shower yet!"
Fang Yuan directly took out a purifying talisman from the storage bag. With a flick of his finger, it turned into misty water vapor. After circling it for a week, all the sweat was gone, and he felt refreshed and clean. This was a kind of The Immortal family's talisman seals are very convenient, and Fang Yuan also has a few, but these talisman seals are also worth a few dollars. Fang Yuan usually lives a tight life and is reluctant to use them, but this time he has to be generous.
Seeing this, Wu Qing could only clenched his fists angrily, hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and followed.
This made Fang Yuan extremely embarrassed.
He and Junior Sister Xiao Qiao walked in front, and Wu Qing followed quietly behind, which always made him feel very uncomfortable.
It's like a wild beast is staring at your back...
Junior Sister Xiao Qiao also seemed to have discovered something interesting, she kept looking at him and giggling...
This made Fang Yuan want to kick her into the cliff next to her!
The three of them rushed to the Lingshan Hall in tandem. Fang Yuan and Junior Sister Xiao Qiao sat down to eat naturally. Wu Qing sat not far from them, not eating, just holding his chin. Looking at him, the atmosphere was extremely strange. The disciples of the Immortal Sect dining around them all vaguely felt something was wrong, thinking that someone had put poison in the Lingshan Hall...
Just when Fang Yuan was about to break the chopsticks in his hand, a wooden kite slowly landed outside the Lingshan. A child wearing green clothes and two horn braids lowered his head and looked inside. He took a look and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Fang Yuan..."
Fang Yuan stood up with a "huh" sound, went out and jumped onto the wooden kite: "Let's go!"
The boy was startled for a moment: "How do you know that I came to pick you up on the order of the deacon?"
Fang Yuan frowned and urged: "Don't talk about the deacon, Lord Yama will pick me up. Let's go, go!"
(End of chapter)