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Chapter 587 Golden Bridge Avenue

A man with three golden threads on his forehead has a high level of practice!

This was Fang Yuan’s first impression after seeing this man.

There is no doubt that this is another supreme Nascent Soul. And based on the feeling this person gave Fang Yuan, his background is probably not just the supreme Nascent Soul, but there should be some other means to keep the box.

Realizing this, he not only sighed slightly in his heart. How difficult is the Supreme Yuanying to be achieved? He has been in Langya Pavilion and the Snow Field for many years before he can achieve success. Originally, he had enough foundation to dominate a state, become a sect and a ancestor, and let his disciples serve him well. He never thought that he had seen so many things in the South China Sea?

But after thinking about it carefully, I have to admit that this is reality.

In this world, there is not only one who is qualified to call himself a genius, but also one who has the fortune. There is not only one who is willing to work hard to practice hard, and not only one of one. This is a great world where genius emerges and competes for the world...

In the land of the nine provinces, Zhongzhou is the best in terms of the foundation of practice.

Zhongzhou is known to have thirty-two ancient tribes and nineteen families, which are all ancient Taoist traditions and bloodlines that have been passed down for countless tens of thousands of years. If these ancient tribes and aristocratic families are unified, they will be the seven holy places in the world, and their heritage and power are not as good as theirs. In these thirty-two ancient tribes and nineteen families, only four saints and eight heroes have appeared for hundreds of years. I don’t know how many fortunes and resources have all returned to the twelve people. Their practice conditions are not something that they can imagine like a casual cultivator...

Before entering the snow field, I had heard that among the four saints and eight heroes, some of them had already achieved the Nascent Soul. Later, the rest of them also entered Kunlun Mountain to seek fortune. Now they must have gone up to the next level and their cultivation has improved greatly...

Thinking about it like this makes me feel much more comfortable.

After all, I don’t have so many conditions, and I haven’t even gone to Kunlun Mountain.

In this case, Isn’t it enough to be proud of yourself by becoming the Supreme Nascent Infant?

What's more, I have achieved the Supreme Nascent Soul, but is it just the Supreme Nascent Soul?

Looking at the man again, his vigilance was slightly reduced.

There will never be such a scene of robbing the first time in the world drama. The person in front of me is a bit like a bully described in the drama, but I am not a weak young actor in the drama, and Luo Feiling is not a person without ideas.

"Who is that person?"

He and Luo Feiling stepped on the giant Kun and floated straight to the north at an extremely fast speed.

The man with three hard lines in his heart did not fall on the back of the giant Kun, but he still sat cross-legged in the clouds. However, the giant Kun was terrifying in speed and broke through the wind and waves, but he followed a hundred feet away without any haste, as if he was not useless.

"He..."

Luo Feiling turned his head and whispered: "He is the Daozi of the Qin family in Zhongzhou, named Qin Ranwu, and is very famous. People in Zhongzhou say what the Four Saints and Eight Masters are. He is the youngest among the Four Saints. Because when I was a child, he had practiced on Wangqing Island for a while, so he regarded himself as an elder in front of me every day. It was okay when he was not seen. When he saw him, he was more careful than my aunt. He looked serious every day. Anyway, I had seen him secretly watching my maid take a bath..."

"One of the Four Saints of Zhongzhou, is that what it looks like?"

Fang Yuan was a little ashamed.

At first, he really didn't care much about the four saints and eight heroes and little seven kings that were widely circulated in Zhongzhou. However, now that he has been hated by several ancient families in Zhongzhou, he naturally needs to understand it. He knows the titles of these people. Since this person is the youngest Qin family among the four saints of Zhongzhou, he must be the little saint of the chaos, and is one of the most outstanding young practitioners in Zhongzhou.

I never thought that he was so young.

The giant Kun floated through the sea and left. After about a day, some scattered islands could be seen. Fang Yuan felt a little nervous.

This time I go there, I will naturally meet countless great people in the world of practice today, and I believe I will also meet many old friends. More importantly, I will meet Luo Feiling's family. I really don't know what reactions and stories will be after seeing them.

During this period, they were alone with Luo Feiling, and they talked about everything. Fang Yuan naturally learned about Luo Feiling's life experience.

She is a disciple of the South China Sea Wangqing Island, one of the seven holy places. She has not mentioned whether she was the saint Luo Feiling, and Fang Yuan did not ask. She only knew that the South China Sea Wangqing Island is really rich in heritage and has been passed down for countless years. Most of the islands seem to be women. With Wangqing Island as the core, the twelve huge islands around are all the forces of Wangqing Island, and the twelve elders of Wangqing Island are stationed respectively.

Fang Yuan was not very interested in the strength and the foundation of Wangqing Island...

He just couldn't help but start to worry about a question: Why did Luo Feiling's master call Wangqing?

I thought of the ninth aunt I had met back then, dressed up as a Taoist nun in a Taoist robe, and I felt even more uneasy.

Is this implying something?

...

...

Soon, the giant Kun had floated within the sphere of influence of the South China Sea Wangqing Island. At this time, you can see the seas far and near, and there are fairy mountains everywhere, blue sky and blue mountains. The fairy mountains are hidden behind the mist. In the air, you can occasionally see fairy birds flying back and forth. People who practice step on the sword to control the clouds, which looks like a fairyland, clear and elegant, but Fang Yuan could feel that there were some lush gas machines hidden between the quiet and elegant. He guessed in his heart that for the sake of the Red Sky Society, the entire South China Sea would have been banned.

The giant Kun floated onto a small island that was dozens of miles acres and then sank. Fang Yuan and Luo Feiling both climbed ashore, but saw that there were many children of aristocratic families with high cultivation, and masters from all walks of life were stationed in sequence at this time, waiting quietly. Among them, there were Lu Shaobo, the Lu family's son, who Fang Yuan had seen before, and several others were listed at the front. When he saw Fang Yuan and Luo Feiling joining hands, his eyes were condensed, but he didn't say anything.

However, after seeing the man with three vertical lines in his forehead, he moved away from his eyes and did not look directly at him.

"So many people have come here, it seems we are just in time!"

Luo Feiling glanced around and smiled and said, "Senior Brother Fang Yuan, just follow me later!"

Fang Yuan nodded, letting Luo Feiling take charge of everything.

He always had to prepare more for his work to avoid panic. However, when he came to Nanhai this time, he didn't have time to do anything, and he felt that he didn't need to do it. Anyway, he was on Luo Feiling's territory, so he naturally just followed the girl's arrangements.

After saying a few words, I heard a ray of spiritual light suddenly flew into the sky in the northeast direction, dyeing purple for a long time.

Someone excitedly said, "Is it finally going to start?"

Before he finished speaking, there were already changes in the qi mechanics around him. The formation covering such a small island began to change, and gradually opened a passage. At the same time, waves were surging ahead, and the golden light was dazzling. However, seven or eight golden lights suddenly appeared on a fairy island dozens of miles away in the sea area, scattering towards several surrounding islands, like golden bridges.

And as the golden bridge was built, two huge black stone statues walked over from the sea around each golden bridge.

They stand on both sides of the Golden Bridge, like the gate gods that seal the road!

"Don't make noise, enter the palace to watch the ceremony in order!"

There was a heavy sound from the island at the center, very majestic.

"Quick, fast, enter the hall in order..."

"Oh my God, I really didn't expect that I could attend such a grand event in my lifetime..."

"Hurry, the world's first-class immortal society, even if you just go in and drink a cup of tea, it will be worth the silence of your life..."

“…”

“…”

With the low voices, the cultivators lined up a long line of fish and dragons and walked towards the golden bridge supported by the two stone statues in sequence.

Fang Yuan observed next to him, but found that most of the people entering the palace here were the Nascent Soul realm and the highest cultivation level were just the Supreme Nascent Soul such as the Lu family Daozi. However, he had not seen those legendary figures, so he must have entered the palace on other islands.

I remembered what Jiu Gu said back then that the South China Sea Immortal Association was participated by the world's great figures. In history, the lowest cultivation level was only the Nascent Soul, but because that person has the title of the world's No. 1 formation master. In comparison, this time, there seemed to be a lot more Nascent Soul. I don't know if it is because there is too little high-end combat power in the world today.

"Senior Brother Fang Yuan, let's go!"

Luo Feiling seemed a little excited, and pulled Fang Yuan forward, as if he was looking for any chance to jump into the line.

"Fellow Daoist Fang Yuan, please stay!"

But at this moment, Qin Ranwu, the little saint of Luantian who had been following a hundred feet behind them, suddenly spoke indifferently. Fang Yuan and Luo Feiling turned their heads and saw that he had arrived near them at some point. He said calmly: "Junior Sister Feiling is qualified to enter the palace to listen, but this fellow Taoist Fang Yuan did not allow it, so he just waited here. Don't enter the Red Heaven Conference without permission!"

"What?"

Luo Feiling was dissatisfied when he heard this and said, "Senior Brother Fang Yuan is also the Supreme Yuanying, how can he be worse than those descendants of Kunlun Mountain?"

Qin Ranwu frowned and said, "This is not a matter of cultivation. Those descendants of Kunlun Mountain who came here also received the order of the Immortal Alliance, so they are qualified to enter the palace and listen like us. Fellow Daoist Fang Yuan could not enter unless he received this order!"

Luo Feiling said: "This is Nanhai, I will bring Senior Brother Fang Yuan in!"

Qin Ranwu shook his head and said, "Although this is the South China Sea, this meeting was set by the Immortal Alliance, and the rules cannot be messed up!"

Luo Fei was so energetic that he wanted to say something else. Fang Yuan said, "The rules must be followed, you can go in first!"

Seeing that Fang Yuan seemed not to be affected, Luo Feiling felt relieved and said, "Then wait for me, I'll go and talk to my ancestors!"

As he spoke, he stepped on the red clouds and rushed straight into the distant sky, running fast.

Fang Yuan smiled helplessly, but with his hands on his back, he stood by the bridge and waited.

When the Lu family Daozi and others saw him like this, they didn't say much, but just said nothing. They glanced at him lightly, and separated from the fishing line by him, stepping on the golden bridge, with their big sleeves floating, so unrestrained, they walked straight towards the hall like a legitimate immortal.

Someone passed by Fang Yuan, with a complicated smile on his face, and turned his head and whispered something to the people around him.

Fang Yuan remained silent and just waited quietly.
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