Elder Qingniao told Xiaoman secretly to ask her to inquire carefully, but she told Fang Xing directly.
After Fang Xing found out that Elder Qingniao hadn't really grounded Xiaoman, he had already guessed it. Seeing that the old aunt had gone to great lengths, threatened Xu Lingyun's safety, and hinted that Xiaoman would be a spy, he couldn't help but sneered. Said: "If she asks, you should say that there is indeed, let her reward you a lot, and when you have almost got the reward, why should I give it to her?"
Xiaoman laughed and said: "That's good, but you are not in trouble, young master, are you?"
Fang Xing sighed, patted Xiaoman's small head and said: "Who let you be in her hands? Bear with it for now, and after I kill Xiao Jianming, I will go away immediately, and then I don't have to suffer I'm sulking!"
Xiaoman's eyes showed anticipation, and after a while, he said, "You must take me with you when the time comes..."
Fang Xing laughed and said, "Don't worry, you must bring it!"
Xiaoman then nodded lightly, and left with the elixir for refining the seventh-layer broken-rank pill, but just after walking for less than a stick of incense, he came back again, holding a person's ear in his hand, that person Fat and big, weighing about three hundred catties, it almost became a ball, and his Taoist robe was bulging. He was grabbed by Xiaoman, but he didn't dare to resist, ouch, ouch, ouch.
"Master, I just went out and saw this person lingering outside the valley, and I don't know what bad idea he was planning!"
Xiaoman said angrily, the fat man hides when he sees her, she thinks he is not a good person.
Fang Xing smiled when he saw it, and said, "Fatty man, why are you here?"
But it turned out that the fat man was none other than Yu Sanliang, a fat Taoist whom he hadn't seen in four years.
"Master, do you know him?" Xiaoman was a little surprised.
Fang Xing laughed and said, "Of course, this is Brother Zhu, my good friend!"
Xiaoman hastily let go of his hand, blessed him respectfully, and said, "Master Zhu, Xiaoman is being rude!"
The fat Taoist was startled, at a loss, waved his hands again and again, but didn't dare to touch Xiaoman's body, scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, and said repeatedly: "Oh, no, no, I can't afford it... My surname is Yu, not Zhu... You...you are the pride of Qixia Valley, the last time Elder Qingniao gave a sermon, I saw you once, and you even saluted me, this is... this is too rude... "
Xiao Man giggled, and said: "You are the young master's friend, and I am the young master's maid, so I should also salute!"
The fat Taoist was even more embarrassed, and looked towards Fang Xing as if asking for help.
Fang Xing said with a grin: "I'm just such a friend in Zongmen, so you don't have to be polite, fat man, tell me honestly, what were you doing hiding outside the valley just now? Otherwise, I'll beat you up first!" "
Seeing Fang Xing laughing and cursing as usual, the fat Taoist finally let go of his heart and sighed: "It doesn't feel like you have become the third true biography. It's a little... a little bit of that... Junior brother Fang, it's good that you don't put on the airs of the true biography." …”
But it turned out that when Fang Xing just came back, the fat Taoist was practicing in seclusion, and he didn't know it. When he left the seclusion and heard about Fang Xing, Fang Xing had already gone to Luanhuangshan. Had the opportunity to visit, but Fang Xing became the third true heir of Qing Yunzong, with a distinguished status, the fat Taoist felt a little uneasy, afraid of humiliating himself, so he dared not come.
Now he was forced to come by one incident, but he was still a little worried. He lingered at the mouth of the valley for a long time, but still dared not enter the valley. Xiaoman saw this and pulled him in by his ears.
In fact, Xiaoman also remembered him, once kicked Fang Xing at the mountain gate, and only then did he immediately decide that he was not a good person.
"My brother, put on an air of fart, do you have something to say?"
Fang Xing saw that the fat man was hesitating, and there seemed to be something unspeakable, so he simply asked the question directly.
When the fat Taoist heard Fang Xing's question, his face turned red to the ears, and he glanced at Xiaoman with some embarrassment. Xiaoman was also very smart, so he smiled and left when he saw this, leaving room for the two brothers to talk. The Taoist breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Fang Xing with a mournful face: "Junior Brother Fang, I didn't come here to find you just for this matter... Although there is indeed something to do..."
Fang Xing waved directly: "Come in and say!"
As he spoke, he called over the two disciples from the Discipline Department who were guarding him, and threw them a piece of spirit stone, and asked them to buy some wine and meat. The two disciples were naturally very happy, and they ran away. He was almost like a servant, but the fat Taoist saw that Fang Xing had treated him like he always did, he felt relieved, he let go of his restraint, and followed Fang Xing into the attic and sat down.
While Fang Xing observed from the side, he also discovered that the fat Taoist has now reached the first level of the fourth level of agility, which is not bad in terms of his aptitude. It seems that the resources he left for him were not in vain.
"Junior Brother Fang, if you do this, I, Yu Sanliang, can be regarded as a celebrity in the sect..."
After the fat Taoist sat down, he let out a long sigh.
"Celebrity? What's going on?"
Fang Xing laughed.
The fat Taoist smiled wryly and said, "Don't you know yet? Now the two most famous people in the sect are Feng Qingwei who stole obscene pants, and the other is Yu Sanliang who kidnapped..."
When Fang Xing heard the words, he burst out laughing with joy.
After questioning, I learned that after the end of the sect's disciples' training, naturally many disciples in the sect talked about the calendar, and when this spread, the most talked about is that they stole Fang Feng Qingwei, who was wearing obscene pants, and Fang Xing kidnapped the junior sister of the Hundred Beasts Sect. Feng Qingwei is now so ashamed that she has not been out of the valley for half a month, and Yu Sanliang has also become famous and become a celebrity.
"It's fine if it's just like this, the key is... Junior Brother Fang, you can save me..."
When Yu Sanliang said this, his face became bitter again.
"Huh? Is there someone bullying you?"
Fang Xing raised his eyebrows and looked a little bit evil.
Yu Sanliang waved his hands again and again, and said: "That's not true, it's just that I'm unlucky. Now that you and Brother Xiao Jianming have set up a bridge between you and Brother Xiao, it has caused a lot of trouble in the city. Everyone knows that we two brothers have a good relationship. , but after I entered the inner sect three months ago, it was a coincidence that I chose the mountain and river traction formula to practice...you say me..."
Fang Xing suddenly woke up, but it turned out that Yu Sanliang had just entered the inner sect three months ago. After entering the inner sect, according to the rules, he had to choose one of Qingyun's five methods to practice, and it was a coincidence that this fat man, But he chose the Mountain and River Traction Jue, that is to say, after he has practiced this Jue to a small degree, he will enter the Mountain and River Valley to continue practicing, and the relationship between Fang Xing, Xiao Jianming, and Feng Qingwei has become well known to everyone , this fellow was frightened, and ran to Fang Xing in a hurry to ask for help.
Thinking about the relationship between him and Fang Xing, if he entered the mountains and valleys, the skin would not be stripped by others!
Fang Xing frowned, and said, "This is indeed a problem, what do you want to do?"
Yu Sanliang said with a bitter face: "It stands to reason that after choosing the Qingyun Five Methods, unless you have reached a certain level, you are not allowed to practice other methods. I would like to ask you to express your affection to Duan Zhengu and let me change it. Let's forge the true art of Qingyan..."
Fang Xing said with a smile: "It's not troublesome, I'll just tell Duan Zhengu when I turn around!"
In his heart, this matter is really not that big, he doesn't need to tell Tie Rukuang, just talk to Wu Tong.
After listening to Fang Xing's answer, the fat Taoist felt very settled. In addition, Xiao Daotong also bought wine and meat at this time, so he and Fang Xing had a good time chatting about wine and chatting. After three years, there are naturally many things to do. We chatted, but Fang Xing's gratitude was beyond words. He was able to enter the inner door from the useless outer door back then, all thanks to the resources that Fang Xing gave back then.
After drinking a lot, the fat Taoist didn't leave until night fell. Fang Xing thought about it, he might be leaving Qingyun Sect in half a year, and there might not be many chances to see the fat man again, so he called him first and took 30 yuan As for the middle-grade spirit stones, he randomly picked up some odds and ends that he didn't need, put them together into a storage bag he had snatched from the Hundred Beasts Sect, and stuffed them for him.
The fat Taoist was embarrassed, but Fang Xing waved him away and accepted it.
"Oh, what a mistake..."
The fat Taoist was walking on the mountain road, still sighing softly.
Thinking back, if I hadn't been stupid for a long time, I had an idea, saw the future of this little devil, and made friends with him. I am afraid that I am still the useless disciple of the outer sect.
Sighing for a long time, he felt the strength of the alcohol surge again, so he sat down under the pine tree by the side of the road and took out the storage bag Fang Xing gave him.
When he opened it, his eyes were stunned by the middle-grade spirit stones that contained purple light in the red light. He didn't expect that Fang Xing would give him so many spirit stones at once, which made Jiu Jin half awake. Hastily flipped through it again, but saw that in the storage bag, there were a lot of middle-grade flying swords and various kinds of elixir, all of which were rare and rare in the inner sect, and his heart immediately became excited.
"Junior Brother Fang is so generous..."
The fat Taoist muttered to himself, and suddenly found a roll of light yellow booklet at the bottom of the storage bag, so he took it out, looked under the moonlight, and saw that it turned out to be a practice formula, the title page was impressively : The Art of Controlling Spirits and Beasts.
"Huh? Could it be that this is the technique that Junior Brother Fang prepared for me?"
The fat Taoist turned a page and read it carefully, but the more he read, the more fascinated he became, and he gradually forgot the time...