There is no sun or moon in the mountains, and another year is in a flash!

This year, for the disciples of Luoyingshan, there was nothing worth talking about except for the two genius brothers who advanced to the foundation-building cultivators. However, the true man Fang Ling, who swept through the Hongyu Zhenren and the head of the sect, had no news about his retreat. Although those disciples who were eager to be taken back by Fang Ling were still staying on Jianzhu Peak and waiting for him, the entire Jianzhu Peak was no longer as lively as before.

On this day, just as the disciples on Jianzhu Peak were practicing and cultivating, a bell rang leisurely. Although the bell was not too loud, it spread throughout Jianzhu Peak.

"The real person is out of seclusion!" A man who was talking to his companions suddenly stood up from the stone bench, with a hint of excitement in his words.

As he said, many people stood up and looked at the cave covered by clouds and mist, with a hint of uncontrollable excitement in their eyes. However, this excitement immediately became dim. Although they were reluctant to leave at Jianzhu Peak, they were not Fang Ling's disciples after all, and they were not qualified to visit this real person at Jianzhu Peak.

Two figures quickly used the wind control technique to pass over everyone's heads. Looking at the two figures flying straight to the mountain, many people's eyes showed a light of envy. Especially for the man in a yellow Taoist robe, these people's envy was even more jealous. Even after the man flew past, someone muttered in a low voice: "What a crazy thing? Isn't it a lucky person? Otherwise, with his qualifications, how could Master Fang accept him as a disciple? Humph!"

As soon as this discussion came out, it immediately resonated with many people. In their opinion, Fang De'an was just an ordinary disciple in terms of qualifications. If he hadn't flattered Miss Xiaotong around Fang Zhenren, how could he be accepted as a registered disciple by Fang Zhenren? Moreover, it is said that this guy could use the elixir in the Qi Refining Stage at will. If he had such elixir supply, he might have been foundation-building long ago. What's more, with the name of Fang Zhenren's registered disciple, even those deacons who built foundations looked at him with admiration and were polite in everything. It was really envious!

Fang Dean understood the envy and jealousy of outsiders for him, but he was also a little nervous. After his master accepted him as a registered disciple, he began to retreat. Although he had improved his cultivation to the peak of Qi refining with the pills, he was still a little worried that the master was not very satisfied with his performance.

Uneasy, he walked into the vast cave again and saw Fang Ling sitting in the middle, as if he was pondering something. During this year, although Fang Ling's appearance had not changed at all, Fang Dean felt that the majesty of his master seemed to have been three points higher.

"Uncle, you really miss me to death in this retreat!" Xiaotong flew to Fang Ling, blushed and said coquettishly.

Fang Ling smiled. He couldn't help but be pampering about the little girl he had grown up. He asked Xiaotong a few questions about cultivation with concern, and then he turned his eyes to Fang Dean.

"De'an, what's going on in the past year?"

Fang Dean felt his heart tight and his lips were dry under Fang Ling's gaze. Although Fang Ling asked with a smile, the power that Jindan Zhenren inadvertently revealed was still unbearable for him. He secretly encouraged himself, and then he plucked up his courage and said, "Report to Master, there has been no major issues on the mountain these days. But after you were in seclusion, twelve foundation-building monks came to pay homage to your direct territory, because they didn't know when you would come out of seclusion. After waiting for half a year, they left the offerings and left." While speaking, Fang Dean took out a small Qiankun bag from his waist and respectfully handed it to Fang Ling's approach.

The foundation building of his own territory can be said to be his subordinates. But he is focusing all his attention on the sacrifice of the Demon-Revitalizing Banner, and he has no time to pay attention to them. These twelve foundation-building monks ran to Luoying Mountain to worship. It seems that they still know the rules.

When the spiritual sense swept through the small Qiankun bag, it was found that in addition to the 300 medium-grade immortal stones, there were thirteen medicines that had been used for five hundred years in the past, as well as an inner alchemy of the monster that was at the peak of foundation building. Although these things were not too precious, they were quite a lot.

"Huh", when Fang Ling's spiritual consciousness swept through a ball of silver mud-like object, his originally calm heart trembled suddenly. Qingzhang Divine Clay! Although this thing is of no great use to most monks, it is one of the nine materials necessary to repair the Three Evil Soul Chasing Array Map!

Among these nine materials, the one that has always given Fang Ling a headache was the Qingzun divine mud. This thing was not even Qianzhu Sect, but unexpectedly, it appeared in the worship of him. Fang Ling, who was happy in his heart, had a flash of thought and immediately decided to go to his territory immediately. The territory of thousands of miles may bring him some surprises.

"Fang De'an, I will pass on my Dharma. Nine days later, I will visit Moon Mountain and let all the monks above the foundation builder gather to worship Moon Mountain."

Fang Dean hurriedly said, "Disciple's order!"

This was the first law that Fang Dean received from Fang Ling. He knew very well that with the passage of this law, hundreds of foundation-building monks west of Lianyun Mountain would be mobilized. No matter how difficult it was, they would gather towards the Mount Baiyue. Otherwise, they would despise the authority of the Jindan Zhenren. Even if there was a reason, once the Jindan Zhenren Zhenren who passed the law was unhappy, they could still be killed.

Three days passed by Fang Ling. In these three days, he had basically not practiced much. In addition to meeting Li Taifeng, who was the leader, he had contacted several Jindan real people such as Wang Hetong who came to visit.

Apart from Wang Hetong, the Jindan Zhenren people at home did not have much friendship with Fang Ling. When they came here to meet Fang Ling, they were just to express their intention of visiting him. So these meetings were meaningless.

On the morning of the third day, Fang Ling walked out of the cave and prepared to leave with Fang Dean and Xiaotong who were already waiting here. Just as he was about to sacrifice the demon banner to wrap the two of them, someone heard a loud voice saying, "Junior Brother Fang Ling, wait!"

Fang Ling was very familiar with the voice, it was Li Taifeng's voice. Fang Ling looked along the position where he was making a sound and saw two green dragons pulling a car and flying quickly from the sky. The car parked steadily in the air, and Li Taifeng walked out with a smile on his face. As soon as he got out of the treasure car, he smiled at Fang Ling and said, "Junior Brother Fang, how do you look at this car?"

Fang Ling could tell at a glance that the treasure car was a magic weapon, and it was decorated with luxurious decoration. Not to mention anything else, just take the bead curtain hanging on the car door for example, four wind beads can be worth thousands of medium-grade immortal stones. And the two green dragons pulling the car have the early stage of the Golden Pill cultivation at each end, which is not something that ordinary Golden Pill monks can possess.

"This treasure car is of course good." Fang Ling nodded slightly and said the truth.

Li Taifeng laughed and said, "This Qingjiao Sanguang Car is the car of the heads of our Qianzhu Sect for all generations. It is not only fast, but also very comfortable to do. The junior brother went to Baiyue Mountain for the first time. Because I want to be in charge of the sect, I can't accompany my junior brother. This car will be temporarily lent to my junior brother and will repay me when I come back from Baiyue Mountain."

"As a real person of Jindan, junior brother, you should also have a suit that matches your identity, otherwise, wouldn't those disciples be underestimated?"

Fang Ling naturally would not refuse Li Taifeng's kindness. After expressing his gratitude to Li Taifeng, Fang Ling took Xiaotong to the Qingjiao Sanguang Car. Fang De'an sat in front of the car, and waved the treasure whip formed by purple bamboo and python tendons, and the two green dragons rose into the air. Facing the legendary Qingjiao Sanguang Car in this sect, Fang De'an was a little excited. He had only seen it once when Li Taifeng was traveling, but he did not expect that one day he would be lucky to sit on the Qingjiao Sanguang Car.

"By the way, Junior Brother Fang, you can go to Baiyue Mountain here, it is best to be able to come back within two years. Two years later, it will be the ten-year auction of Wanbao Pavilion. Junior Brother, the things you want may be obtained in the auction." Li Taifeng looked at Fang Ling who was about to leave and said in a deep voice.

Fang Ling nodded and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother, I will definitely come back in time!"

The treasure whip sounded lightly, and the Qingjiao Three-light Car turned into three-color treasure lights and flew away from Luoying Mountain like lightning. The Qi training disciples standing on Jianzhu Peak who were waiting for Fang Ling to receive were full of desire in their eyes. How much they hoped that the person who sat in the Qingjiao Three-light Carriage and accompanied Fang Ling to worship Yueshan was the one who accompanied Fang Ling to worship Yueshan.

Fang De'an was sitting in front of the car, and a green light blocked the gale that was blowing towards him. He was satisfied and drove the car carefully, but when the treasure car left Luoying Mountain, he felt a little nervous. The two green dragons who were pulling the car had not gone out for a long time, and their speeds became faster and faster. He even felt that the car had bumpy. How could the master feel that he could not even drive the car? Fang De'an, who was anxious, whipped two whips at the two green dragons. However, the speed of these two green dragons became faster, which made Fang De'an even more busy.

Just when he didn't know what to do, a cold aura rushed out of the car instantly. Although this aura was not aimed at him, Fang Dean felt a mountain pressing on his heart. The two green dragons who were originally moving forward quickly instantly lowered their heads under this pressure. The three-light green dragon car that was originally rushing to lightning became stable again. This aura came and went quickly, but in an instant, it disappeared without a trace. However, at this time the two green dragons in the Golden Pill stage were extremely surrendered. As Fang Dean's whip swung, the car rushed towards the Mount Baiyue like a strong wind.

The room, which was much easier, sat in front of the car, and had a little more admiration for the master who had never given me any training guidance. It was not something that ordinary Jindan real people could do with their momentum. Although I was just a registered disciple, I was the first disciple. When I went to Baiyue Mountain, I must show it to the master. (To be continued...)
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