Baiyue Mountain is the highest mountain in Lianyun Mountain with a height of 5,000 miles and steep peaks. The highest peak Baiyue Peak is covered by smoke all day long. In the eyes of the mountain people living around Baiyue Mountain, the Baiyue Peak is simply a place that even gods cannot reach. However, these simple mountain people do not know that on this Baiyue Peak, a magnificent palace stands on the top of the peak that has been cut into a flat ground and covers an area of ​​a thousand feet. On the platform below the palace, there are hundreds of strange-dressed monks, standing in groups of three and five in groups in the square below the palace, chatting and looking at the east sky from time to time.

At this time, the sun had risen to the middle of the sky, and the rolling gale wind kept blowing from the void. However, these gale winds that could blow people away would be blocked by an invisible force when they were ten feet away from the palace, and it would be difficult to blow into half a minute. The most people chatting were three groups, each with twenty or thirty people, among which the one standing at the east was an old man who looked over fifties and had a powerful face. His blue face was holding a snake stick in his hand. As he spoke, he looked around and looked at him, majestic.

At this time, he heard him say loudly: "Although Zhenren Fang has just achieved the Golden Pill, he is the co-lord of us and others. When you meet Zhenren Fang, you must not lose your etiquette and make Zhenren unhappy!" As soon as he said this, the foundation-building monks standing around him nodded respectfully. The old man was very satisfied with his words.

At this moment, a weak voice said timidly: "Old Jiu, when I pay homage to Mr. Fang, can I report my brother's affairs to Mr. Fang?" The person who spoke was a woman wearing a blue dress with a cold face but gave people a stunning feeling.

Hearing the woman's words, the expression of the green-faced old man changed. He pondered for a moment and said softly: "Su Lian, you should know that today is the first time that Zhenren Fang has arrived in the territory. If you ask him this problem, it will probably be counterproductive. I think, let's wait and talk about it!"

"But the Nine Old Master. My brother has been captured by Ma Zhengxiong for many days. If I don't rescue him, I'm afraid I can only collect the body of my brother." When the woman finished speaking, her face was full of sadness.

The old man with green face changed his face. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a clear female voice saying, "Sister Su Lian, you should report to Fang Zhenren after a while. Since Fang Zhenren is the Jindan Zhenren who is in charge of our place, he should make the decision for us."

As soon as the woman spoke, many monks who were blocking the two of them separated instantly. A woman wearing a veil and full of enchantment between her eyebrows came to the old man with green faces gracefully. The woman looked twenty-five or twenty-six years old. Her breasts and buttocks were erect and convex. Her two slender legs, although separated by the veil, were filled with the power of captivating souls.

Seeing this woman, many monks' eyes seemed to have encountered magnets, staring at the woman greedily, and some even subconsciously swallowed their saliva. However, when these people looked at the woman's eyes, they all hurriedly lowered their heads.

They dare not look at the woman!

"This is a group of useless men. Just look at it. I won't eat you!" The woman glanced around and said carelessly.

"Qingzhukou, wasp needle, black scorpion lady, they don't want to be eaten by you just by looking at you for a little longer, and you can't even find the bones." The nine old man smiled and said with a smile.

The Black Scorpion Lady was not angry, but looked up and down at the Jiu Lao, and then said with a smile: "I have heard that Jiu Lao, you are old and have no heart. Otherwise, after welcoming the real person this time, we will go back to my Luoya Mountain..."

"Hahaha, forget it. I'm old and weak, and I'm already useless. You'd better find a young and strong person." As the old man spoke, he glanced at the Black Scorpion lady, and then smiled and said, "Black Scorpion lady, I heard that Fang Zhenren who came this time is young. If you can win the favor of Fang Zhenren..."

The black scorpion lady turned cold and then said, "Old Jiu, I am used to being free and cannot serve the big guys. If you gossip in front of Zhenren Fang, do you believe it or not, I will give myself to you at that time?"

Although the nine elders usually suppressed the Black Scorpion Lady, the Black Scorpion Lady was ruthless at this time. The nine elders were really a little scared. He laughed and said, "Just, this is just a joke. Why do you take it seriously, Black Scorpion Lady?"

"But I'll talk about the matter between the Black Scorpion and the Su brother and sister later. After all, this is not the time to make things difficult for Zhenren Fang."

The black scorpion lady was very satisfied with the surrender of Jiu Lao. She glanced at a tall and powerful middle-aged man standing in another circle and said softly: "Even if we don't cause trouble, there may be some people who don't want to. I have heard that someone has come from Hexi." This sentence made Jiu Lao look at him. He stepped forward and said, "You said there is a place in Hexi..."

Just as the Black Scorpion nodded, someone heard someone shouting: "What are you talking about? Are you so happy to talk? Can you tell me? Let me listen to it too. As the saying goes, it is better to have fun alone than to have fun, right?"

With these words, the tall man walked towards the two of them, his eyes swept unscrupulously at the black scorpion lady. A hint of greed flashed quickly in his eyes, and he said with a smile on his lips: "I haven't seen each other for a few years. Madam, you seem to be plump again, so plump, so comfortable! When will the lady be free, let's have a good conversation?"

Although the Black Scorpion Lady was not Yi Yu, she still felt a little afraid when she heard the provocation of the man. Uncle Jiu looked at the man coldly and said, "Ma Zhengxiong, this time we are welcoming the Jindan real master, you should be more restrained."

"Oh, Uncle Jiu, are you a hero saving the beauty? Hahaha, it turns out that cow dung is getting older and protecting flowers!" Ma Zhengxiong smiled at Uncle Jiu and said lightly: "I'm afraid that Uncle Jiu, even if you are determined, this kind of labor-intensive work is still too hard but not enough. Some things should be done for us young people!"

These words made Uncle Jiu's body tremble in anger. The snake stick in his hand turned into a poisonous snake with its teeth and claws ready to pounce on Ma Zhengxiong at any time. However, Uncle Jiu finally suppressed the anger in his heart and did not issue the magic weapon that had been sacrificed for many years.

"Hahaha, when did my wife figure it out, go to Qingluoxia to find me. Let's work together, and life will definitely be more comfortable." Ma Zhengxun said this and said to Su Lian, who was standing aside: "Little girl, my patience is limited. If you don't report in my cave within three days, I will let your brother's soul be destroyed."

"Ma Zhengxun, this time Fang Zhenren is here, I will definitely ask him to uphold justice." Su Lian looked at Ma Zhengxun with wide eyes, with a hint of determination in his words.

In terms of appearance, Su Lian seemed to be three points stronger than the Black Scorpion Lady. Although she was angry at this time, she had a different flavor. Ma Zhengxiong smiled and said, "Oh, I'm really scared, so tell me, see if this real person has time to care about your affairs!"

His idiot was very loud and had a meaningful taste.

"The Qingjiao Sanguang Car is the frame of the leader!" A monk who was looking up at the sky shouted loudly to the surroundings.

With this sentence, the foundation-building monks who were originally somewhat chaotic quickly stood in the square. At the moment when the Qingjiao Three-Light Cars fell, they knelt respectfully on the ground and said in unison: "Disciples and others welcome the leader."

Fang De'an sat in front of the car, looking at the foundation-building monks kneeling on the ground, although they were prepared, they were still shocked there. At this moment, Fang Ling's voice came from his ears: Come and answer.

These were just four words, but Fang Dean woke up from the shock. He cleared his throat and said, "The head of the sect has not arrived. It is Zhenren Fang Ling. You should come here soon and see him!"

As Fang Dean finished speaking, Xiaotong quickly helped Fang Ling open the curtain of the car. At this time, the foundation-building monks waiting here saw Fang Ling's appearance clearly. Compared with the respect and envy of most foundation-building monks who saw the young Fang Ling, the nine old frowned unconsciously when they saw Fang Ling.

Fang Ling did not notice the Nine Old Man's action. While his spiritual sense swept, he looked at these foundation-building cultivators. More than three-quarters of these foundation-building cultivators were at the early stage of foundation-building, and most of the remaining were in the middle stage of foundation-building. Only seven or eight people reached the peak of foundation-building. Among them, the highest cultivation was a tall man. The man looked at him, and there was no respect for others. On the contrary, Fang Ling felt that the man looked at him with a hint of provocation.

This slight provocation made Fang Ling very uncomfortable. He stepped down from the three-light car of the Qingjiao, and looked at the tall man. With this gaze, Fang Ling's spiritual sense hit the man hard. No matter who the man was, and no matter what background the man had, this area was his territory, he would never allow anyone to provoke his majesty.

The big man never expected that Fang Ling had just got off the car and attacked him without hesitation because his eyes were wrong. Although his cultivation level had reached the peak of foundation building, and furthermore was the Golden Pill, in terms of spiritual consciousness cultivation, he was too far from Fang Ling. With Fang Ling's current spiritual consciousness, even if he was not worse than the ancestor of the early stage of the Nascent Soul, not to mention that he was still a person who had not even reached the Golden Pill!

Under Fang Ling's spiritual consciousness, Ma Zhengxiong felt a huge hammer hit his spiritual consciousness. In an instant, he felt that his soul seemed to have cracked. The body, which was originally standing firmly on the ground, even knelt down on the ground! (To be continued...)
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