Like a scorching sun, I walked slowly from outside the door, and the light burst into bloom.

Golden robe.

Floating black hair.

Wen Xiu and elegant face, and a strong body as tall as a mountain, are mixed with domineering spirit. Her eyes are like two black gems, with a slight gleam in the depth, and her breath is like a mountain ridge.

The person who came was Gu Xijin, the only one among his disciples in this generation who could make everyone call Senior Brother.

...

This was the first time Fang Junmei saw Gu Xijin in his life. This was the first time that he had a strange feeling of blooming pupils and his soul trembling.

This person's style is too outstanding and too transcendent.

This is a rival that he must surpass in order to become a stronger one!

Even Fang Junmei himself couldn't explain why after seeing this person, she felt a strong feeling of surpassing him and defeating him. Perhaps on the road to swordsmanship, only one person was allowed to reach the top!

For a moment, Fang Jun's eyebrows were magnificent, but there was no movement at all.

...

Gu Xijin walked in with his hands on his back, facing everyone's awe, and walked calmly. His breath was even stronger than Fan Lanzhou.

At this moment, Gu Xijin was also looking at Fang Junmei, his eyes unfathomable, with a condescending scent.

Fang Junmei was also looking at him, and the two looked at each other.

After a few breaths, Gu Xijin looked back with expressionless face and looked at the old man and said, "You two have violated the rules of the sect. Go to the punishment hall to report and receive the punishment yourself. If you dare to exaggerate or conceal, get out of the Peach Blossom Land."

The voice is high and it sounds fair.

“…Yes, senior brother.”

After hearing this, the old man gnarled his teeth after his eyes flashed a few times, and he should have bowed and left.

Fang Junmei had no movement, so she felt uncomfortable. She was obviously provoked by the other party and took the lead in taking action. If he didn't fight back, he was already dead. Would he not be allowed to fight back if he died?

Moreover, Gu Xijin was probably already noticed what was happening in the hall before, but he did not stop it. Instead, he spoke out after Fang Junmei took action, which shows that he had ulterior motives.

"What do you think? Why not go?"

Gu Xijin saw that Fang Junmei had no movement and shouted coldly.

Fang Jun's eyes flashed again, he smiled bitterly, and nodded slightly, "You have the final say."

After the words came, Fang Junmei also walked out of the door, of course she would not salute.

"It's the rules that have the final say!"

Gu Xijin stared at Fang Junmei's back with a slightly cold expression and said, "And - you should call me a senior brother."

"Sorry, there is no such item in the slogan."

Fang Jun did not look back and strode away without looking back.

When the monks inside and outside the hall heard Fang Junmei's words, they all felt like they were scalp-hit. Is this kid going to rebel? Perhaps no disciple of the Taoyuan Sword Sect dared to talk to Gu Xijin like this.

No, there is one more!

Some older monks, or who know more, unconsciously think of someone, and their eyes become more complicated.

And Gu Xijin's eyes staring at Fang Junmei were even more complicated. It was definitely not ordinary gloomy, but with deeper recollections. As for what was hidden deep in the recollections, no one could see clearly.

In his eyes, what he saw was not Fang Junmei, but another person, another person who was born in the Unmoving Peak, just like Fang Junmei.

In the hall, the atmosphere was almost cold.

Everyone even felt that Gu Xijin seemed to have turned into a human-shaped storm, and his breath was ready to move.

Everyone was worried, no one dared to make any noise.

"Don't you guys need to practice? You guys are fooling around here every day!"

Gu Xijin suddenly turned his head and scolded the monks in the hall very coldly, as if a thunderous sound exploded in the hall.

Many monks trembled suddenly in shock.

"Yes, senior brother, let's go to practice immediately."

Someone answered tremblingly, then rolled and crawled out the door, while others left one after another.

Looking at the crowd's appearance of being scattered and uncool, Gu Xijin's face became even colder and more solemn.

Soon, there were no one else in the hall except for a few deacon monks and Gu Xijin.

Gu Xijin's expression gradually returned to normal. He asked several deacons and monks about tasks before leaving the door.

...

The Punishment Hall was also on the Deacon Peak. Fang Junmei was walking fast. When he arrived, the old man who was attacking him was already naked and tied to a wooden stake in the square and was beaten to death.

People cannot activate magic power.

The whip is not an ordinary whip, but is refined from the vines and spiritual roots in the Sunset Mountains, and is full of thin and sharp thorns. With one whip, it will keep the skin and flesh blooming, and the blood is dripping.

When Fang Jun's eyebrows arrived, the old man was already covered in scars and blood flowed. He looked extremely miserable, and he didn't know how many whips he had been.

However, this person was a little tough, and he didn't say a word, but just gritted his teeth and stared at his eyes. When he saw Fang Jun's eyebrows, his eyes were slightly sunken.

The whip was not pulled out by a person, but was sucked in the air. If it were not spiritual, it would be controlled by someone.

"Are you Fang Junmei? I have heard about the incident. Like him, you will receive twenty whip punishments. You are not allowed to use your magic power to resist, otherwise you will be punished ten times more."

Fang Junmei was still watching, and a sound came into his ears.

At the entrance of the hall in the north of the square, a fat middle-aged man was lying on a wide rattan chair in an extremely comfortable position, as if he was basking in the sun. When he saw Fang Jun's eyebrows, he said coldly.

This man has a fat head and big ears, two small eyes, and looks a little funny, but his expression is as cold as steel. The aura emitted is almost comparable to that of the "Medicine Sword Immortal" Chun Yu Qian. I don't know who is one of the top ten sword immortals or an outsider master.

I thought the old man didn't dare to add fuel to the fire, Fang Junmei didn't ask much. After taking off her upper clothes, she walked to another pillar at will. There were vines growing on the pillar, swimming like a small snake, binding Fang Junmei's open arms.

The fat man did not say a word, and whipped his hand around his waist. Another vine whip flew out. He reached a few feet in front of Fang Junmei and whipped it down with a whip.

Blood splattered.

A long bloody hole was pulled out in an instant.

Fang Jun frowned and there was no other reaction. How could he, who had passed the fifth level of Chunyu Qian, not even able to bear this little pain?

Second whip!

The third whip!

...

Not far away, the old man finished whipping twenty whips in advance. After that, he saluted the fat man first and left.

Fang Jun's eyebrows whipped twenty whips and left.

After entering the mission hall again, except for a few deacon monks, there were no other disciples who were fooling around. After a slight glance, Fang Junmei walked towards the old man in green who had been taking on the mission last time.

"Junior Brother Fang, how does that Guiluo Whip feel?"

The old man in green asked with a smile as he looked at Fang Junmei, with a bit of joking in his voice, which was not offensive.

Fang Junmei had already used the injury medicine, and her blood had stopped flowing. After putting on her clothes, she could not see any abnormality. She didn't even change her walking look. She nodded slightly and said, "Senior brother wants to know, just go and try it myself."

When everyone in the hall heard this, they laughed.

The old man in green also smiled and shook his head. When Fang Junmei approached, he said seriously: "My junior brother should be here to take over the Fengyingsha quest. How much did he get?"

Fang Jun smiled but said nothing, and directly picked up a storage bag that had not been refined for him.
Chapter completed!