The lobby is exquisite and magnificent, majestic and magnificent, there are black stone chairs on both sides from the outside to the inside, almost full of people, countless eyes look at him, there is no young one, half of them are old men and old women, half of them are middle-aged people, and there are a few big disciples who should be more capable or something. Whether they are young or old, none of them speak, their expressions are solemn, like eighteen arhats, they don't cry or laugh.

Fang Qi glanced at it, and swallowed his saliva as if he was on the execution ground.

This hall is particularly spacious and empty, and when you swallow saliva, you seem to have the illusion of hearing the echo of swallowing saliva.

The head of Gui Ci was still leading the way, Fang Qi followed unnaturally with his buttocks, and the countless pairs of eyes were really coming towards him, he walked forward a little, his eyes followed a little, and his head was twisted from backwards, slowly twisted to the middle, and with the sound of his footsteps, it led to the upper seat.

Sitting?

Fang Qi thought in surprise, in front of this group of old people of the grandfather and grandfather generation, he actually sat on the upper seat?

Is it his turn?

Fang Qi sat down tremblingly, and then raised his eyes to see that there were two rows of seats on his left hand and right hand in front of him, needless to say, the status was arranged by the distance of the seats, the closer to the door, the lower the status, and the farther away from the door, the higher the status.

What is rather strange is that the head of the Guici sect sat down with him, and there was nothing wrong with this, but the problem was that there were more than 20 so-called dignitaries in the upper seat! What does this mean? Could it be that the head of the Guici Hall Fuyao Sword Sect is not the supreme leader here? There are more than 20 great powers who sit with him?

Fang Qi focused on observing the more than twenty people, and his doubts became deeper and deeper, if it was really as he guessed, the people of the Yunhuai Sword Sect among the more than twenty people would definitely not be able to run. Although the Yunhuai Sword Sect is a rising star, among the disciples brought out by the Changhuai Sword God, the swordsmanship attainments are extremely high. These two sword sects are both carrying the Ding sect in sword cultivation.

And among the others...... There are bald heads in robes, phew, monks, this is a Buddhist cultivator? There are also Taoist people wearing Taoist robes, it must be Taoist cultivators who have not run away, and there are a few people wearing black clothes, no uniform clothing, and a few people with a bad body, most of them are demon cultivators.

The cultivation realm is also divided into these categories, Taoist cultivation, sword cultivation, Buddha cultivation, and demon cultivation, how many representative figures are sent out of each category?

No wonder everyone got up and sat together.

There are hundreds of people in the main hall, and the symbol of a door is sitting out, the point on the door, in the position on the left side of the upper seat, there are a few old people who are meditating with their eyes closed, and their age looks much older than Gui Ci, Fang Qi quietly glanced at it a few times, and estimated in his heart, the one sitting on the upper seat is compiling, and how many people on that point are not compiling?

In addition to the sect families, there are also many hidden powers in the cultivation realm, and the powerful cultivation at that point is more advanced than these head elders. Otherwise, it can be regarded as a loose practice, and put it on both sides of the door, in those ordinary places. Since he is regarded as a guest, it is naturally extraordinary.

Fang Qi had a small abacus in his heart, and guessed for a while, although there were many sects in each classification, there were only a few at the top of the eye-catching pyramid, although the specific identity was not guessed, but it was not far from ten, but it was just that he couldn't sit in the right seat.

Fang Qi is also strange, what is the great thing that can bring these people together? If the people present guessed correctly, the lowest is also the Sword Saint and the Dao Saint, such a sage-level big man, when he arrives at the upper seat or the point of the door, those few hidden powers, even if there are super powers who have become gods, they may not be able to say,

Just when he was wondering, a voice suddenly sounded in the hall, "This is Master Fang." ”

Fang Shizhu ......

Oh oh oh my surname is Fang! Fang Qi reacted for a moment, and Gui Ci on the side stood on his own calmly and said slowly.

Fang Qi subconsciously stood up, someone introduced him, he couldn't just sit and let people introduce him, he wasn't an uncle, but he didn't know what to say when he stood up, he was a little at a loss for a while, hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at him, Fang Qi sweated on his forehead, bowed silently, and said, "Big, everyone." ”

……

There was silence in the hall, and Gui Ci's voice was thick, and he said with a smile: "Master Fang don't need to panic, please take a seat." ”

Fang Qi sat down embarrassed, wanting to die...... It's not a show, bow to your sister!

The huge stone chair was wide and deep, and could seat several people, and Fang Qi couldn't lean back even if he wanted to, and he almost doubted that he would lie in the chair if he leaned back. But being stared at by so many pairs of eyes, I subconsciously wanted to find a fig leaf, and there was no table in front of me to cover it, so it was uncomfortable to sit. Fang Qi looked to both sides, and it was natural for others to sit up, so he twisted his legs. Buddha Xiu sat cross-legged, with a big robe covering the front, plus a decent expression, and his demeanor became generous. Dao Xiu and Jian Xiu are both righteous and awe-inspiring, and they sit more upright than elementary school students who memorize texts. Since ancient times, whether it is a demon cultivator or a demon sect, it has been free and unrestrained, and today it has not departed from the vulgar feelings, and it is really a lot more casual, with one hand and no expression.

Fang Qi smacked his lips dryly, put his hands on his knees, and sat up straight with his waist straight, like a robot.

Fang Cai Guici introduced him and said, "This is Master Fang." ”

Fang Qi frowned, he found that the more strange and tense the atmosphere became, and the usually dull brain was better used.

This word is used in a profound way, this is XXX, indicating that the people here have not seen him, but most people have heard of him, otherwise why not say "This is the benefactor"?

Under what circumstances did these people hear of him?

After Gui Ci also sat down, no one in the quiet and huge hall made a sound, Fang Qi blinked, curious, but he didn't dare to speak, he could only wait and see, his fingers picked at the chair, a little nervous, after a while, a distant old voice sounded, breaking the silence.

"Master Fang, do you still know my voice?"

Fang Qi was stunned, this voice echoed, and it rang out in all directions of the main hall, and even the microphone was saved. When Fang Qi heard this person speak, he subconsciously turned his head suddenly, only to see that on the upper seat, the old man at the front opened his eyes, looking at him with gentle eyes.

The voice......

Of course he knew! He even dreamed many times when he dreamed back at midnight, it was this voice, the first voice he heard in Fengyao Mountain, and at the same time opened the prologue of his book "Becoming a God", leaving a few words, which has never appeared again!

How can it be a person in a book...... Fang Qi was in chaos, what was going on, didn't he sleep for six days, but for thousands of years? Or ...... Say...... Is there a world that is fake?

Fang Qi remembered that before, the demonic beast was killing indiscriminately, and his body had bent like a water wave, and his nerves suddenly tensed, if it was fake...... Which is fake, naturally, it goes without saying.

Fang Qi's hand holding the handle of the chair became stronger and stronger, and a hidden worry surfaced, and he asked at that time, can he return to the original world, so ...... Now it's ...... Ready to let him go back? too suddenly...... He didn't even see the last side of Hongyuan.

Wrong...... No, there are Gui Ci Elders of the Fuyao Sword Sect here, as well as countless characters in the book "Becoming a God", indicating that he is still in this book! Since he is still in the book, how can the characters in the book have such a great ability to reach the sky, reverse time and space to report to him and Hongyuan, who were still in the plot of Fengyao Mountain at that time, and what else to say to save him?

Could it be that all this is not controlled and guided by a mysterious outsider behind the scenes as he imagined, but an insider?

What is the purpose?

Fang Qi didn't care how to sit comfortably, and said in a hoarse voice, "Who are you?"

The old man said: "The old decay is called Danfeng." ”

"Dao Cultivator, Danfeng Zhenren?" Fang Qi stared at the old man, this Danfeng Zhenren must be a well-known figure in the cultivation realm, but he didn't ...... Fang Qi said: "I don't mean to offend, but I really don't know you, I'm sorry." You were the one who sent me to Fengyao Mountain? What are you going to do now, to send me back to my original world? Actually, we can discuss this again. ”

"You might as well put this matter aside," Danfeng Zhenren avoided answering, and said warmly: "Does Master Fang know where this is?"

What is this place?

Fang Qi looked dazed, he had just woken up, he hadn't eaten, his face had not been cleaned, his teeth had not been brushed, how did he know what this place was.

Danyang Zhenren let out a long sigh and said, "This is the only pure land left in the entire cultivation realm, Pujiang Mountain. ”

Fang Qi: "............"

Only...... Leftovers...... Target...... Clean...... Earth...... What does that mean? What about other places besides Pujiang Mountain? You have such a big nest...... What are the big groups of powerful people who are so important in the cultivation realm doing to eat? Isn't this an exaggeration, what kind of people and things can force the cultivation realm to this virtue? Even if the other party is strong, you people are not vegetarians, right? You can't join forces to fight the enemy? One punch is hard to defeat with four hands, and you can't beat it together, it's too cowardly!

Curiosity surged up, and Fang Qi couldn't help but ask with a bit of excitement: "Who ......?"

Who can force the cultivation realm into this virtue?

Fang Qi shut up, and a name popped up in his mind, Hongyuan......

Only Hongyuan...... Only he, in the three thousand years of the Ten Thousand Beasts Temple, absorbed the Yuan Dan and cultivation of countless monks and demonic beasts, once became a god, and once turned over. If it was really him, one punch would really be able to deal with four hands with ease, but there is a premise, it is Hongyuan, who has become a god!

It is impossible to have this cultivation in four months...... Fang Qi twisted his thigh hard, there was no emotion left, the pain made him much more sober, forget about the four months, and force himself to think about the problem from a different angle.

Thinking of the black fog that confronted the silver light before, the silver light was fierce and fierce, but the black fog could have an overwhelming counterattack! That kind of pen does have a bit of the demeanor of Hongyuan, who has become a god, and then he thinks about it, in those four months, Hongyuan was lazy and lazy, and he personally arranged and took care of Taoyuanju, the direction of his thinking may have deviated, is it because he doesn't like cultivation or ...... No need to cultivate?!

Fang Qi was silent for a few seconds and said, "Although I don't know how I ended up here, you must know the cause and effect of the incident." Why throw out a bunch of questions for me to guess, what might as well be said directly, what kind of dumb riddle to play?"

Fang Qi turned to look behind, Danfeng Zhenren closed his eyes, and there was a person next to him: "This matter is a long story. ”

Fang Qi turned his body and looked sideways, and it was not these old men who spoke again, but a middle-aged man, sitting in the first position of the row of people on the left hand, with a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Fang Qi pursed his lips, a little worried that he was reckless, the front and back lines had not been figured out, how could people talk so unceremoniously under the eaves? Danfeng Zhenren didn't want to deal with him......

After taking a lesson before, Fang Qi took a breath, and became very polite when he spoke again, and said, "Please speak, oh yes, your surname?"

The middle-aged man said: "I am the chief disciple of the Yunhuai Sword Sect, Zhengyun. ”

Fang Qi frowned, there were so many head elders present, they were all looking at their noses and noses, how could it be his turn for a little disciple to speak?

The hall was extremely quiet, Fang Qi felt more and more strange about the atmosphere, nodded and said, "Brother Zhengyun." ”

Zhengyun said: "This is not a book, it is the real world. ”

Fang Qi: ".................."

Fang Qi almost laughed, his facial muscles trembled, and it was very difficult to explain...... The person in the book said to him, this is not a book, it tastes quite sour and complicated!

He couldn't laugh in the next second, the corners of his twitching mouth froze on his face, and his back was covered with fine cold sweat, how did Zhengyun know that he saw the world as a book?

One sentence subverted his worldview and subverted all perceptions of the world.

"What did you say?" Fang Qileng said, "I remember that I read this book, two books, "Becoming a God" and "Divine Fury"...... Am I mistaken?"

"You're not mistaken," Zhengyun said, "There are indeed these two books." ”

After saying that, Zheng Yun made a move, and then the little disciple in white shirt ran in outside the main hall, it was Yan Ruo who had just seen him, holding a tray in his hand, on which were two thick books, Fang Qi's pupils shrank, and he would not admit that simple and simple cover, it was the cover of becoming a god!

Compared with the general kind of Marven, the dragon and phoenix dance of the cover text, the bells and whistles of the cover background, this cover is definitely a clear stream in the cover of Marven, at first glance, I thought it was not a horse is a drama, he believed in the evil of the cover, thought it was a drama, thought the author told a story honestly, who knew that this book was poisonous! After reading it, I was angry! The upper part was just finished, and the lower part of the table of contents was not turned over, so he wore it into the book......

I don't think I'm wearing a book now.

Yan Ruo held the tray in both hands, handed it to him, and Zhengyun said, "You see if it's these two copies." ”

Fang Qi fell silent all of a sudden, skimmed over "Becoming a God", and directly took "Divine Fury", flipped it slightly in his hand, there were no words, and it was full of blank paper.

"There are no words. Fang Qi put the book back.

Zhengyun said: "No ......"

"I know," Fang Qi squinted at him, "You don't have to say, I'll figure it out myself." ”

Fang Qi was still trembling, afraid of offending this and that for fear of offending that, shrinking his head as a turtle, but now he only needs to use his brain a little to guess a seven, seven, eight, eight.

Fang Qi said softly: "In this case, this is the real world, and "Becoming a God" is not a book, so everything I saw in this book has really happened?"

I don't know if it's his delusion, but the hall seems to be quieter.

After a long time, Zhengyun sighed and said, "That's right. ”

The corners of Fang Qi's mouth showed a hint of contempt, and he said, "I know where I am." ”

Fang Qi stood up from the stone chair and looked out through the main hall, the clouds and mountains in the distance were undulating, the fairy mist was shrouded, and the spirit was soaring, it was really a picture of a fairy.

"This is not only Pujiang Mountain, but also the anger of the gods, right?!" Fang Qi retracted his gaze, turned around the main hall, and sneered: "What should I say about you?

As soon as these words came out, the quiet hall finally became lively.

"You!" Zhengyun's face turned red and he stood up on the ground.

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