Unexpectedly, he brought three old demons from Xueyuan with him in Haizhou, so Fang Yuan followed his previous itinerary and headed west.
Unexpectedly, not only the monks from Haizhou rushed to Xihuang after hearing about the Holy Land Daozi, but they were lined up on both sides, full of enthusiasm. The same situation happened in other places along the way. Every three thousand miles, a Taoist party would set up a fairy platform to greet Fang Yuan, toast him and see him off, and offer him generous gifts. In the surrounding void, countless cultivators jumped up into the air, or watched the ceremony below, with extremely awe and envy in their eyes, but no one dared to come within ten miles of this ritual tent. They were recited and discussed among the people...
To be honest, this kind of experience was truly novel that Fang Yuan had never experienced before in his life. To a certain extent, he felt that it was too high-profile, too luxurious, and even ridiculous, and he had always wanted to give up immediately. He untied his tent, untied the dragon, and got on the road directly, rushing to the devil's edge as quickly as possible. Only with the advice from Wangqing Island's staff, he had no choice but to endure the journey for the time being.
"Taozi rushed to the devil's side and made great contributions to the world's living beings. We admire him very much and specially prepared a glass of thin wine..."
When passing through Baxiazhou, on a high mountain, someone played fairy music in the distance, and it seemed more lively than before.
Fang Yuan led the way over, and saw that more than a thousand monks had gathered up and down the mountain, all saluting, and in the pavilion on the mountain, there were several old men with advanced cultivation, holding up their hands politely. I bowed my wine glass and came to see him if he wanted to.
Fang Yuan had seen a lot of these etiquettes along the way and was familiar with them. He came out of the jade chariot and slowly walked up to the pavilion to meet the old cultivators. Although the most advanced among them, He was only a Nascent Soul cultivator, but he still saluted politely.
After all, Baxiazhou is famous for being small, and the practitioners are also weak. These old Nascent Soul cultivators are already the top ones in Baxiazhou, and they may be semi-retired in a way that is rarely seen by others. The masters are now gathered here to greet him, but in the world of cultivation, after all, his cultivation is the most respected, and Fang Yuan's status is not weak, so they are all respectful when they see him.
"Thank you to the seniors. The younger generation will definitely live up to his high expectations when he goes to the devil's side..."
Fang Yuan finished drinking, then bowed politely and prepared to leave.
Down the mountain, there are all kinds of immortal sects. There are not many people who are qualified to wait here, let alone others
As soon as they saw Fang Yuan's words, everyone bowed and did not dare to express their anger.
But at this moment, a loud shout was heard from below: "Sir, you have come a long way to work hard. This disciple has been waiting here for a long time..."
Fang Yuan heard the familiar voice, turned around and saw a group of people waiting for him near an ancient pine on the mountainside. The leader was a handsome young man wearing a golden crown. The ministers of civil and military affairs lined up on both sides.
At this time, in front of Fang Yuan, other monks did not dare to speak loudly. Only he, with a beaming face, stood out from the crowd and hurried towards Fang Yuan. When he got to Fang Yuan, he knelt down directly. He raised a glass of wine above his head and said loudly: "I heard that Sir is about to rush to the devil's side to perform meritorious deeds. I can't sleep at night. I wish I could go there so that I can listen to Sir's teachings again!"
"Oh it's you… "
Fang Yuan took a closer look and recognized the man who called him sir. However, he saw that he looked young, with good Jindan cultivation, a dignified appearance, and a heroic brow. Suddenly, he saw a hint of shrewdness and cunning. It was none other than the young prince Juncheng of Wuchi Kingdom whom he met when he left Qingyang Sect and lived in Wuchi Kingdom.
Fang Yuan also didn't expect that he would wait here early after hearing that he was coming, and asked him to come forward to meet him.
With a smile on his face, Jun Cheng, the leader of the Wuchi Kingdom, came to Fang Yuan, saluted him again, and said with a smile: "Sir, I really didn't expect that you have become the Taoist disciple of Wangqing Island and a god general at the edge of the devil. I really want to follow you this time!"
Fang Yuan looked him up and down and said: "You are only at the intermediate level of Golden elixir now, and have not yet achieved Purple elixir. It shows that you don't practice hard at all. If you follow me, I'm afraid you will only get scolded a few more times. You usually only say these nice words, don't you know how to work harder and practice more? You also know that a great disaster is coming, and when the time comes, you, the King of Wuchi, will have a big burden!"
Jun Cheng, the leader of Wuchi Kingdom, obviously did not expect that he would be scolded when he met Fang Yuan after not seeing him for a long time, so he had to smile awkwardly.
However, when he thought that Fang Yuan had disciplined him in front of so many people, and that he had undoubtedly admitted his status as his disciple, he felt even happier. He simply said with a shameless smile: "Sir, I'll take care of the cultivation matters." You will work hard, just don’t worry, this time I know you are rushing to the devil’s side, and I have specially prepared a set of resources for you, including magical elixirs and precious medicines, please bring them all with you!”
Fang Yuan knew that this was what he wanted, so he agreed without any hesitation.
When the cultivators around him saw this scene, they all became silent.
In this hegemony of Xiazhou, the power of the Wuchi Kingdom is really not that big. Therefore, among the countless monks waiting here, the leader of the Wuchi Kingdom can only wait on the mountainside. But who would have thought that this person who has never been around before? The humble king of a small country is actually Fang Yuan's disciple
For a moment, the look in the eyes of the king of Wuchi Kingdom changed, and he became a little awed.
When Juncheng, the king of Wuchi Kingdom, saw the looks of everyone around him, he couldn't help but feel a little proud, and he was willing to be scolded by Fang Yuan again.
"Hehehe, little junior brother, you are becoming more and more mature..."
Just as everyone was looking at the King of Wuchi with extremely envious eyes, they suddenly heard two more voices from the crowd. They all turned around and saw that the speaker was near the foot of the mountain. Location, in a small camp, there are two big-looking old men, one with black hair and the other with silver hair, wearing array robes. Although their cultivation is not high, their bearing is scary.
At this time, he actually crossed his arms, looked around, and walked up triumphantly.
"They... are actually calling Daozi their junior brother..."
When the people around them heard their name and saw their appearance, their eyes widened in shock.
"Could it be that these two two hundred and fifty are also acquainted with Wangqing Daozi?"
"...It is said that Daozi did practice in Baxiazhou for a period of time when he was not yet accomplished!"
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All kinds of discussions started, and countless people were worried.
"I almost forgot that there are two cheap senior brothers like this..."
As soon as he saw these two old guys coming up to him, Fang Yuan also had a headache, but these were no one else. They were the two formation masters that Fang Yuan met when he was in Wuchi Kingdom. After Fang Yuan helped Jun Cheng recover the country, He also stayed in their Tianshu Sect to practice for a period of time, and was semi-forced by them to join the Immortal Sect. He was given the title of a junior uncle, and he almost forgot about it...
"Two... senior brothers, are you okay?"
Seeing them coming, Fang Yuan had no choice but to clasp his fists in salute and asked with a wry smile.
"Easy to say, easy to say..."
The two elder formation masters, the silver-haired and the black-haired, were even more happy when they saw Fang Yuan being so polite. Their chests couldn't help but feel a little higher. They returned the gift to Fang Yuan grandly, and ordered the disciples behind them to prepare themselves quickly. All the resources are shipped as soon as they are delivered.
Fang Yuan said: "It is inconvenient to bring too many resources. The two senior brothers can just keep it for themselves to practice!"
He knew that Tianshu Sect didn't have much luck, and had been completely ruined by these two old losers...
But unexpectedly, the silver-haired old formation master was a little surprised when he heard this, and said: "I just keep it for my own practice!"
Fang Yuan's face suddenly looked strange: "Then you guys move here..."
The black-haired old formation master said proudly: "We two brothers are going to go to the devil's side with you to make great achievements. Of course we have to bring our belongings with us!"
Fang Yuan was a little dumbfounded: "This..."
The black-haired old formation master suddenly glared: "Don't you want to take us?"
Fang Yuan really didn't want to take them with him.
But I can't say this directly. Thinking about it, I know the point formation technique, so I said: "Then... then follow up!"
The two old formation masters became proud and ordered their disciples to bring their belongings and carry them to the dharma boat. They also greeted the three old snowfield demons familiarly. Unexpectedly, the three old snowfield demons had also just followed Fang Yuan. He had always been cautious and was intimidated by everyone. When he saw these two formation masters calling Fang Yuan his junior brother, he immediately showed a flattering smile and patted these two foundation builders diligently!
"Immortal Master Fang Yuan is on top. I, the Fire Cloud Ridge, are willing to follow you around and make contributions to the devil..."
Seeing the two old formation masters following Fang Yuan triumphantly, there was naturally a surge in the surroundings. Countless people were envious and jealous. Just as they were talking about each other, a woman came out at the foot of the mountain, leading the crowd and daring. , bowed to Fang Yuan on the top of the mountain.
"Ju... Jujiaomen, everyone, is willing to follow Daozi and make meritorious service to the devil..."
Seeing the woman leading the crowd out, another little fairy also gritted his teeth and hurriedly came forward to worship.
"Shuiyue Sect is offering you a generous gift and is willing to help Daozi..."
"The Tianhe Zhao family is willing to follow Taozi and make contributions to the devil..."
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Suddenly, the foot of the mountain became lively, and countless people came out in a hurry. Some were familiar to Fang Yuan, some were unknown to him, some came to pay homage to Fang Yuan, and wanted to go to the devil's side with Fang Yuan, and some were alone. When they came out, some of them were willing to follow Fang Yuan, and some offered generous gifts and resources to the immortal soldiers. For a moment, the crowd seemed excited and lively, which was beyond Fang Yuan's expectation.
"Don't disturb me, Daozi, this kind of thing is expected!"
Fortunately, there was an old deacon from Wangqing Island who followed Fang Yuan out. He was obviously very good at handling these matters, so he stepped out and counted them one by one, and gave Fang Yuan suggestions on how to deal with them. Fang Yuan understood and listened carefully. He analyzed and then made a decision!
If you can help and can be trusted, you can take them with you and rush to the devil's side together.
Others who could not help expressed their comfort with gentle words, and agreed to resist the catastrophe together in the future and serve the world.
After everything was over, Fang Yuan set off again, heading straight to Yunzhou. There were many more people in the group.
However, when setting off, Fang Yuan glanced behind him, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, and frowned slightly. He noticed a faint shadow following him, but he didn't know who it was. If he was a friend, why didn't he show up? Meet in person
If it's an enemy... I don't have an opponent with such a low cultivation level now, right
(End of chapter)