It takes at least five or six days for a three thousand miles of journey. However, for the three thousand miles of journey, Fang Ling and Zhao Chunli, they only watch the sunrise in Luoou Mountain and the sunset in Huolong Mountain.

Huolong Mountain occupies a hundred miles in size, and the mountain is majestic. From a distance, it seems that there is a faint spiritual energy rising. Although Fang Ling does not have any good methods to check the spiritual energy, at least it can be seen that there are at least three spiritual veins in this mountain. The three spiritual veins are given to a small sect of immortal cultivation, and can even be used as a mountain gate.

"This old Liehuo was originally a casual cultivator. At that time, Old Ancestor Chen from this sect was intoxicated by his love for the fine wine he brewed, so he included him in this sect." Zhao Chunli's feet were a blue sword light, which was much better than the white bone sword made by Ling Yu's envoy.

At this time, Fang Ling gave people a feeling of yin energy. He was not surprised that Liehuozi was getting started because of the good wine brewing. Qianzhu Sect was very casual about absorbing disciples. For example, he only fought with the King of Hair. Meng Meng introduced them, and is now a member of Qianzhu Sect. However, these foreign disciples who joined were much worse than those who grew up from the Master of Qianzhu Sect, such as Zhao Chunli. The Monkey Sect generally didn't care about them, so the benefits they gave naturally would not be much. Take Fang Ling for example. In recent years, in addition to being a disciple of Qianzhu Sect, he had a little income from Luoou Mountain, and the others were just given a few low-grade immortal stones during festivals.

"How is this fellow fire Taoist cultivation?" Fang Ling asked softly while slowing down the speed of the flying sword.

"The peak of foundation building, but the possibility of this old guy becoming a golden elixir is too small. So I think he will never dare to hit the realm of the golden elixir in his life!" Zhao Chunli chuckled and said, "When he reached the peak of foundation building, he was happy to join the ancestor Chen of this sect and strike while the iron is hot. Ask ancestor Chen to help him calculate the chance of becoming a golden elixir. Chen Zu said that he was not one of them in a hundred, so it would be better to guard all."

From Zhao Chunli's words, Fang Ling could hear a hint of gloating. It seems that although this woman was saying that she had a good relationship with Liehuozi along the way, she still didn't want others to walk ahead of her on the road of cultivation.

It’s better to wait for all! Thinking of this sentence, Fang Ling felt a little sad. After all, he had reached the middle stage of foundation building. What he had to face next was the golden elixir. Although he had no friendship with the Liehuozi, the sad feeling of the rabbit and the dead fox always had to be that little.

"The Lieyang Valley where Liehuozi lives is. Let's go down together." After crossing the two peaks, Zhao Chunli pointed forward.

Just as the two of them pressed down the sword light, two men in fiery red robes had already flew out of the valley. One of the two men on the left had the early stage of foundation building, and the other on the right was the ninth level of Qi training.

The man in the early stage of foundation building was the first to speak: "Disciple Jiang Chenlong, pay homage to Uncle Zhao. The master just said to Uncle Zhao, saying why haven't you come over yet, and ask me to welcome you."

"Chenlong has not seen him for only three years. He has successfully built the foundation. It's so gratifying!" Zhao Chunli glanced at the man. A bright smile appeared on his face, and he seemed even more intimate in his words.

"Thank you for Uncle Zhao's blessing, my disciple was lucky enough to enter the foundation building half a year ago." Although Jiang Chenlong tried his best to look calm, the spring breeze on his face could not be concealed. Fang Ling's eyes fell on the face of the disciple of the ninth level of Qi training on the right. He saw that the disciple's face was tense, and in addition to envy, there was more jealousy in his eyes.

Although he first met two people, Fang Ling had already understood what was going on after thinking about it. He was nothing more than two disciples who were usually together. One broke through the foundation building, while the other did not.

"You can break through the foundation building at a young age, and your master is considered to be a successor. In this way, when your master is away, you can call me Senior Sister Zhao." Zhao Chunli was good at dancing with a long sleeve and said Jiang Chenlong with gratitude in a few words.

After briefly introducing Fang Ling's identity, Jiang Chenlong asked the disciples of the ninth level of Qi training around him to take Fang Ling and the others into Lieyang Valley.

There was a formation outside the Lieyang Valley. From the outside, it was a cloud of green mist in the mountains. The disciples of the Ninth Level of Qi Refining pinched the magic tricks, and a fiery red passage five feet wide appeared in front of the two of them.

"Brother Fang, because there is earth-fire magma under the Lieyang Valley, not only is it like spring in all seasons, but the fire-type spiritual power is relatively dense. For those who practice fire-type martial arts, it is a treasure land that is hard to find." Zhao Chunli pointed to a row of fire-red trees as he spoke: "These fire-sand trees bloom every ten years, bear fruit every ten years, and mature every ten years. Although it is not very useful to us monks, ordinary mortals can strengthen their bodies by getting one. The wine of the old Fire is brewed by this fruit."

The Lieyang Valley covers an area of ​​dozens of miles, and Fang Ling can't see the edge at first glance. Inside the Lieyang Valley, Fang Ling feels hot.

"The two uncles, in front of them is Chaoyang Hall, which is a distinguished guest. Just walk forward." When I walked through several paths and came to a red palace, the disciple of the ninth level of Qi training said respectfully.

Zhao Chunli nodded, ignored the disciple at all, and walked into the red palace. At this time, many people had gathered in the palace, and several were talking and laughing loudly. Seeing Zhao Chunli coming, several people stood up at the same time and greeted: "Junior Sister Zhao is here, long time no see!"

"Some days I haven't seen Chunli Fairy. Look, I've lost my brother Wei!"

"Miss Chunli, you said we should get close to you when we have time. Why haven't we been to sit in my brother's cave during this period?"

Faced with these greetings, Zhao Chunli was good at dancing and agreed one by one, but in an instant, it became the center of everyone. Fang Ling, who was following Zhao Chunli, was directly ignored by others. Fang Ling looked at more than 30 cultivators of different shapes in the hall, pondered for a moment, and sat down on a chair in the corner.

As soon as he sat down, a young maid in red clothes quickly presented him with a bowl of tea and two dishes of fruit.

Fang Ling took a sip of tea and looked at the many monks around him. Most of these monks were dressed in strange clothes, not only in dragon robes, but also male monks were wearing black beggar robes, rubbing their feet while drinking. Most of these people were talking in groups of three and five, but their voices were not too high. Zhao Chunli was surrounded by several men and was talking loudly there. When Fang Ling's eyes fell on her, Zhao Chunli seemed to sense Fang Ling's gaze, nodded to Fang Ling from afar, and then started to laugh with a man wearing a green royal robe.

After looking at it, Fang Ling was about to close his eyes and rest. He came here mainly for exchange meetings. As for making friends with these foundation-building monks of the Qianzhu Sect, he had no idea. Not even a moment after closing his eyes, he heard a man quickly running over and said, "Seniors, my family master asked me to tell you, Senior Chen Yupeng came to celebrate his family master's birthday. Now he has arrived outside the mountain. If you want to greet him, please go to the outside of the valley with your family master!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, someone stood up and said, "Senior Brother Chen Yupeng actually celebrated Lao Liehuo's birthday. Lao Liehuo has such a great face this time! Let's go there too. It's not easy to see Senior Brother Chen at the same time."

"I heard that Senior Brother Yupeng had already practiced the Golden Wind Strategy to the third level a few days ago and was preparing to attack the Golden Pill. How could he have time to attend the birthday of Lao Liehuo?"

"Why do you care about so much? In a few days, Senior Brother Chen becomes Jindan Zhenren, so we have to call Uncle Master. Take advantage of this opportunity to meet him quickly, so that he can talk to you in the future!" In just a moment, there were more than half of the cultivators in Chaoyang Palace, and many people also pinched the magic tricks and prepared to walk out.

Although Fang Ling didn't know what kind of person Chen Yupeng was, he didn't want to be too special, so he followed the crowd and walked outside. When he arrived at the entrance of the valley, there were already a bunch of people standing at the entrance of the valley, one of the short old man with a red face was surrounded by a group of people.

"Brother Liehuo, you have such a great deal of face. Senior Brother Yupeng can come here to celebrate your birthday in person. This is the only one among us!"

"I'll meet Senior Brother Yupeng later. Brother Liehuo, you must help me introduce me. I'll go to the main hall in a few days. It would be even better if Senior Brother Yupeng helped me say something."

"I heard that the Golden Feng Sect practiced by Senior Brother Yupeng is one of the three top spells of our Qianzhu Sect. When he first entered the foundation building a few years ago, he defeated a disciple of the Lianjiang Sword Sect in the middle stage of foundation building."

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At this moment, almost all the topics that fell into Fang Ling's ears were about Chen Yupeng. Fang Ling's heart was even more urgent to see Chen Yupeng at this moment. At this moment, Fang Ling's eyes suddenly fell on Zhao Chunli.

He suddenly realized that the fairy Chunli, who had been good at dancing, had her eyebrows frowned, as if she had some serious worries. Even if there were a few people around her talking to her, she looked absent-minded. This expression was obviously a bit out of place with her personality. Could it be that Zhao Chunli and Chen Yupeng, there were still some unreasonable relationships? Thinking of this, some dirty guesses suddenly emerged from Fang Ling's heart.

At this moment, I don’t know who called out first, and the forbidden area of ​​Lieyang Valley suddenly opened up, and a red light that was ten feet long rose out of thin air on the ground. Liehuozi quickly took two steps forward, and then looked at the end of the red light with a smile on his face.

In the red light, a man and a woman walked in. (To be continued...)
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