Fang Ling thought to himself that making these people feel that being the leader of the Huidao Sword Sect is an insult to the Huidao Sword Sect, and then leaving by himself, I believe that they are unwilling to look for themselves.

After Yi Bao met, he sneaked away.

He casually put his feet on the small jade-made coffee table, Fang Ling deliberately set his eyes on the fairy Ziyun, and he seemed to be intoxicated.

Fairy Ziyun, who was talking nonstop, slowly noticed the expression of the sect leader of his family, and felt chilled for a moment.

She met too many suitors, and everyone who pursued her showed grace in front of her.

She has met lustful people, but she can ignore those people directly.

But now she really has no way to ignore this person. After all, this person is their future sect leader.

What should I do if he is strong on me!

For a moment, Fairy Ziyun felt very distressed. If this sect leader really used force on him and then forced him with his identity as the sect leader, then what should I do? Is it for the sect to obey, or...

"Tell me, fairy, why don't you continue to talk?" Fang Ling saw that he was effective, so he held his cheek with one hand and said with a smile.

"Sect Master, what you should introduce has been introduced to you. That... If there is nothing to do, I will say goodbye for the time being." Fairy Ziyun's face turned a little red at this moment.

"That...that fairy, if you want me to be the leader of this sect, you can't make me unfamiliar with anything. I think the most important thing is to strengthen it, my sisters and I...ah, my understanding of each other."

Fang Ling's words made the fairy Hongyun's face cold. He glared at Fang Ling fiercely and said, "Sect Master, you might as well rest first!"

While speaking, he pulled Fairy Ziyun and walked out quickly with his fellow disciples.

"Sister Ziyun, when she first looked at him, she thought he was quite honest. Why is he like this now?"

"Why did the ancestor choose such a scoundrel as our sect leader for us? In the future, we may become the laughing stock of the major sects. In the opinion of my younger sister, let's write to all elders and let him go wherever he comes!"

"Otherwise, what will our Huidao Sword Sect look like in the future."

Before Fairy Hongyun finished speaking, a woman wearing a green dress and looking soft and weak said, "Sister Hongyun is saying that when I see him, I feel so sad!"

"Please give him some benefits and let him leave our sect as soon as possible!"

Fairy Ziyun felt a little overwhelmed at this time, but as the leader of many sisters, she did not dare to make decisions randomly. In the end, she could only say hatefully: "I will definitely report this matter to my master."

Although Fang Ling did not want to be the leader of the Huidao Sword Sect, the benefits of the leader of the Huidao Sword Sect were soon revealed.

Just as Fang Ling held the Mingwang Sword in his hand and studied the mystery of the Mingwang Sword, Fairy Ziyun walked in gently.

"Sect Master, Sanxian Island invites you to attend today's welcome party!"

Fairy Ziyun stopped far away from Fang Ling. Although she bowed and bowed, she did not present the invitation made of jade with her plain white hands. Instead, she threw it over gently.

Fang Ling looked at the woman who was afraid of him, laughed, patted her forehead with her hand, and said with anticipation: "Ah, I've heard of this welcome party for a long time, and I heard that many fairies from the Three Immortal Island participated."

"It seems that I can really see Fairy Mu Ling this time. Hehe, I want to see if Fairy Mu Ling is really as Yuan Chang said, that... that... that is bigger than papaya."

What was that, Fairy Ziyun naturally understood, and her face changed suddenly. Although she was not a worldly fireworks, it was the first time she had seen such a rough man.

Just when she was so angry that her teeth were itchy, but she suppressed the anger in her heart, Fang Ling suddenly said, "By the way, I heard that this kind of welcome party is very big, so you can't be embarrassed!"

"Since you must make me the leader, I will be reluctant to do so. You can't lose the face of our Huidao Sword Sect."

"You guys, go down and dress up, hehe, it's better to be more beautiful. This is the order of my sect leader."

Fairy Ziyun agreed. As soon as she walked out of the door, she heard the vulgar voice coming from inside: "Grandma, this time I will definitely blind those guys to go out with a group of beauties."

With this, she treated her sisters and others as decorations, and for a moment, Fairy Ziyun was so angry that she felt so angry that she was very respectful of the founding ancestor of this sect in her heart, she also had a little more complaint about the ancestor at this time.

What did the ancestor do? I have to find a sect leader for the sect, and I have to find a reliable person. This person is really...

I will definitely tell my master if I give this guy some benefits, so that he can leave the Ming King Sword and leave his own sect as soon as possible.

Fang Ling and the fairy Ziyun walked away and continued to study the Mingwang sword. He felt that there was a complete Taoist pattern in the Mingwang sword. When this Taoist pattern was activated, it could form a Dharma body in the void.

Moreover, Fang Ling also felt that the Dharma body formed by urging the Taoist patterns in the sword was not complete. If he could urge all the Taoist patterns in the Mingwang sword, then a small world centered on the four-faced and eight-handed Mingwang sword should be formed in the Mingwang sword.

The small world of Mingwang should be comparable to the small world of Taoist king.

It's really a good thing. The more you study the Ming Wang Sword, the more Fang Ling likes it, the more he wants to return the Ming Wang Sword, the less he will become.

The moon rose above the sky, and Fang Ling, surrounded by the monks of the Huidao Sword Sect, came to a palace suspended in the void, surrounded by Ziyun Fairy.

This palace is carved from white jade. Twenty-four dragon jade pillars that should be hundreds of feet long, each of which is more than ten feet thick.

The dragons are as erect as if they are sensible. If they use their minds to sense them carefully, they can sense the sound of the dragon roar from the jade pillar of the dragon.

Of course, there is no real dragon on this dragon jade pillar, but Fang Ling can be sure that in each dragon jade pillar, he used great magic power to inject the soul and Taoist patterns of a Taoist peak dragon.

The souls and Taoist patterns of these dragons not only add to the power of the hall, but also the defense and attack power of the hall, which has reached a big step.

Forty-eight young men and women in brocade clothes stood on both sides of the palace like geese wings. These young men and women not only looked very proud, but also had their cultivation level at the beginning of Taoist priests.

Using forty-eight Taoists to welcome guests is also a big deal. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!