Zhu Yunying sat down opposite Fang Ling and lobbled with a smile.

Fang Ling was stunned for a moment, chuckled, and asked casually: "Is it worthy of your Hantianmen's price?"

"Of course, Brother Fang is definitely worth the price!" Zhu Yunying smiled sincerely and said, "As long as Brother Fang is willing to withdraw, we can continue to discuss the conditions!"

Fang Ling played with the wine glass in his hand, and after a while, he said: "This is not a matter of price, but other aspects, do you think so?"

Another aspect made Zhu Yunying's face change. Then Zhu Yunying smiled bitterly and said, "No matter what, from me, I am extremely reluctant to be an opponent of you, Brother Fang. God will do anything to others!"

The two smiled at each other, and Zhu Yunying walked towards Xiong Dijie and others with her slender legs.

"I didn't expect that Brother Fang, you can be so favored by beauty. If this matter happened to me, maybe I would agree." The woman surnamed Cen, who was sitting on the side, suddenly said with a smile.

If the person who said this was Danqing Weng, Fang Ling would be surprised, but would never be surprised. After all, although the appearance of Jindan Zhenren will age with the change of time, their physical functions will decline very slowly.

But the person who spoke was a woman named Cen, which was a bit incredible. He also wanted to explore the origin of the woman named Cen, and immediately said half-jokingly: "Fairy Cen, if you want to choose to withdraw, you probably need those three heroes to persuade me, right?"

"I'm not interested in those three stinky men. What I want is the long-legged girl. Of course, it's better for Liang Siying to come together." The woman surnamed Cen was still wearing a veil, but the smile gently raised on the corner of her little mouth seemed very naughty.

Fang Ling was a little sweating. At this time, he felt that he had really met a tomboy. While pondering, he directly raised his glass and said, "Fairy Cen, I'm very happy to know you!"

The woman surnamed Cen also raised her wine glass at this time. Just as the two were about to drink the wine in the cup, someone said in a deep voice: "Today, all real people gathered in Xiangjing City. It is really the prosperous era of my Southern Chu. Come on, let me drink this cup."

The speaker's voice was loud and his body was dressed in an emperor's outfit, and he seemed to be extremely imposing. Under the momentum of this person, the group of Jindan Zhenren actually felt a little bit moving and slacking off.

Fairy Cen came to Fang Ling gently and whispered: "This king has gone through the oil lamp and can't live for half a year!"

Fang Ling was shocked. He thought that his eyesight and spiritual consciousness were good, but he could not see that the monarch had any signs of being terminally ill!

In the Tang family's quiet room, Fang Ling's fingers kept pinching, and the three true fires were driven by Fang Ling to fly towards a huge alchemy furnace. The alchemy furnace had turned red at this time, and blue smoke kept flying out of the alchemy furnace.

"rise!"

Accompanied by this deep shout, a red light flew out of the cauldron, and Fang Ling's face showed a serious look. He flicked his fingers and flew towards the red light. The materials were instantly approaching the red light.

At this time, Fang Ling seemed more serious, and his fingers were pinching faster. However, just as he pinched his fingers to the last magic trick, the red light suddenly rushed up one foot, and in an instant, a stubborn iron thing fell from the void.

Fang Ling waved at the falling stubborn iron and immediately caught the thing into his hand. Looking at the stubborn iron that seemed to be a flying sword but did not have the light of the flying sword, Fang Ling sighed.

This is already the fourth magic weapon flying sword he has trained, but unfortunately, this training still ended in failure. Although the Jindan real person can train the magic weapon flying sword, only after Fang Ling personally trained the magic weapon flying sword, he realized that the method of training the flying sword was really not that simple.

After becoming the real person of Jindan, Fang Ling only trained the magic weapon of Demon-Observation Banner. As for flying swords, he really had never taken action. In order to forge the Shangqing Tianlei Sword, Fang Ling specially made some ordinary materials to train ordinary magic weapons to practice, but he did not expect that three times in a row ended in failure.

Although these materials are not important, Fang Ling's heart was hit. In addition to training this flying sword, you can also find a Jindan real person who is proficient in refining weapons to train it. However, this Shangqing Tian Lei Sword is Fang Ling's most important magic weapon now. If you don't train it yourself, it is difficult to achieve the combination of the Heart Sword.

It seems that it still needs to find a while to practice the forging method.

Having made up his mind, Fang Ling pointed at the huge alchemy furnace, and the originally flaming alchemy furnace cooled down instantly.

"Swoosh"

A jade talisman suddenly flew from the void. Fang Ling took the jade talisman and saw that it was a letter of flying talisman sent by Xiong Feiba, telling him that the time for dragon competition in the ancestral land had come, and asked him to meet at the mountain behind the palace half an hour later.

This time, the battle for dragons in the ancestral land should be very difficult. Fang Ling casually returned a jade talisman to Xiong Feiba, and then walked out of the quiet room.

When Li Taifeng and others saw Fang Ling coming out of seclusion, they all quickly surrounded each other. Because Li Taifeng, the head of the sect, was present, the atmosphere seemed a bit serious. After Fang Ling said Xiong Feiba's letter, Li Taifeng pondered for a moment and said, "Junior brother, this time the Xiong family's ancestral land is competing for dragons, so I'm better be careful. Liu Qiushui is as smart as the sea, and I don't know what other methods there are."

"Remember one sentence, we just go and help, it doesn't matter whether we succeed or not. The key is to protect ourselves."

Fang Ling nodded and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother, now the auction has ended. In my opinion, Senior Brother should take Xiaotong and the others back to the sect first. It is better not to stay in Xiangjing City for the time being." While speaking, he said to Tang Kang again: "Master Tang Family, you might as well lead the direct descendants and Senior Brother Li to fall back to Yingshan first."

When Tang Kang heard Fang Ling's words, he felt excited. He felt deeply that the medium-grade immortal stone he invested in for this Zhenren Fang a while ago was worth it! Once he took the line of Zhenren Fang, it would be difficult for his Tang family to grow.

"Xie Fang Zhenren is concerned, I will let the family members clean up and set off immediately."

Li Taifeng nodded and said, "Recently, it's time to recruit inner disciples in the sect again. Tang Kang, if you have any suitable candidates, you can let the deacon disciples take a look first."

The icing on the cake of Li Taifeng made Tang Kang happy. After all, for the family that was dependent on the Qianzhu Sect, the more monks in the Qianzhu Sect have, the more they have the say. He hurriedly thanked Li Taifeng.

Xiaotong was a little disappointed that she could not go back with Fang Ling. Looking at the little woman's distraught appearance, Fang Ling felt a little unbearable. After all, it was him watching the grown-up child. Fang Ling hesitated for a moment and took out a jade talisman from his little Qiankun bag.

"When you go back, you can watch it yourself. If you have any needs, just look for the senior brother of the sect."

Xiaotong took the jade talisman and smiled. It was not that she felt the preciousness of the jade talisman, but that as long as Fang Ling gave her something at this time, she would have a different position in Uncle Fang's eyes.

After arranging Li Taifeng and others, Fang Ling flew towards the date location. In just a quarter of an hour, Fang Ling arrived at the mountainside of the palace. However, at this time, he found that many people had already come before him.

Liu Zhongyu was standing beside Xiong Feiba with a sword in his arms. Seeing Fang Ling's arrival, a hint of disdain appeared on his face. Dan Qingweng and others stood beside him, but at this time they showed a bright smile. Xiong Feiba, as the master, from the intimacy between him and Liu Zhongyu, it can be seen that the relationship between these two people has improved rapidly in these three days.

After hesitating for a moment, Xiong Feiba finally smiled and said to Fang Ling: "Minister Fang is here. Please wait a moment. When my father opens his ancestral land, we can go in."

After saying this, Xiong Feiba continued to chat with Liu Zhongyu. Although Liu Zhongyu still looked proud, Xiong Feiba still deliberately followed his temperament, which made Liu Zhongyu laugh from time to time.

"Brother Fang has been so happy these two days!" The woman surnamed Cen moved gently to Fang Ling, and a faint fragrance hit Fang Ling.

Fang Ling smiled and didn't say much. At this time, he looked around and saw that in addition to Xiong Dijie and other people from the Hantianmen, there were also some old men wearing the costumes of the Southern Chu royal family, all of whom were about seventy years old.

These old men are all mentally strong, and most of their cultivation is based on foundation-building cultivation. Behind the king, there are six real people in Jindan. However, they all look serious, and even when facing the king, Behind the king, they keep silent.

"Here you come!" I don't know who said that, and then the three elders of the Xiong family flew from a distance. When the three of them fell on the top of the mountain, the descendants of the Xiong family present bowed and bowed almost at the same time, "Greetings to the three ancestors."

Xiong Dijie was also celebrating, but those who are familiar with him could see from his eyes that he had a deep hatred for the three Nascent Soul Ancestors.

"No need to be polite." Xiong Ri looked at Xiongshang and said, "Are you ready?"

"Report to the ancestor, you are all ready." Although Xiong Shao gently hugged his fist, from his expression, he didn't have much fear of Xiong Ri and the other three. Xiong Ri glanced at Xiong Feiba and others again, then frowned slightly. He wanted to speak, but in the end he swallowed what he wanted to say back into his stomach.

"Since we are all ready, let's start now!" Xiong Ri stepped towards a stone platform that Xiong Shu and others were a hundred feet away.

"Brother Dao, wait!" A faint voice came from a distance. The sound was not high, but it gave people a feeling of being as clear as a phoenix. However, when Xiong Ri heard the sound, his eyes twitched.

Before Fang Ling could see the person coming, he felt that the surrounding environment had changed. Although the mountains and rivers were still the same, in his spiritual sense, the surrounding environment had become as soft and natural as the endless autumn water.
Chapter completed!