[Bow and thank the untitled Taoist friend for the spirit rune rain, another round of ferocious attacks has come, and the reward area has been swiped for you...... Don't break the bank so much in the future (*^__^*)]

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"Senior Brother Eldest Sun, right? Sorry, please borrow a ......."

In the amazement of everyone, she added: "I already have a dance partner." ”

As he spoke, he didn't even look at the eldest grandson Linghua again, passed by him directly, and walked into the crowd.

"Oh my God! Is her brain rusty? Actually refused the opportunity to dance with the eldest grandson?! ”

"I must have been scared stupid by the Yin Demon Beast just now!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Well, definitely!! ”

In the midst of the discussion of the female cultivators at the scene, Fang Lingjun went straight to Ji Wuping. Stretched out his hand and grinned: "Come on, senior brother, do I have the honor to invite you to dance together?" ”

As he spoke, he naughtily leaned into Ji Wuping's ear and whispered proudly: "Angry at that Qiu Yanfu!" Hehe~"

Ji Wuping smirked, reached out and scratched his hair.

Fang Lingjun directly grabbed his hand and leaped onto the stage in the middle of the lake.

Under the moonlight, Fang Lingjun and Ji Wuping both danced, although neither of them could dance, especially Fang Lingjun, but this did not prevent her from listening to the sound of silk and bamboo in her ears and strolling leisurely. All this is just because of the beautiful mood.

Such a woman, free and straightforward, is deeply reflected in Ji Wuping's eyes.

Gradually, more and more male disciples invited female disciples to dance on stage, and the wide stage was full of vigor and vitality.

The youthful and beautiful face is dizzying.

"Senior brother, the moonlight is beautiful tonight, can you accompany your sister to complete a dance?" Qiu Yanfu showed a demure smile and said softly to the eldest grandson Ling Hua.

The eldest grandson, Ling Hua, withdrew his gaze from the stage, turned around and glanced at Qiu Yanfu, who was full of anticipation.

"I'm sorry, Senior Sister Qiu, since the Flower God's Birthday is over, I should also go back to report to the master." His voice was as clear as spring water, but the words he said made Qiu Yanfu's heart stagnate.

Qiu Yanfu reluctantly smiled back, then lowered her head and pressed her lower lip to death. It wasn't until the figure of the eldest grandson Linghua disappeared that she dared to raise her head, but the smile on her face had long been gone.

Qiu Yanfu turned to stare at the primrose-colored figure under the moonlight, and hatred suddenly grew in her heart.

She gritted her silver teeth and said: Good you Fang Yunrou, bad for me! I'm going to make you pay a terrible price!

In addition to Qiu Yanfu's vicious eyes, by the lotus pond, there was also a pair of eyes staring at Fang Lingjun.

The man secretly clenched his fists, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Heh! I said why I always wanted to refuse and welcome, the original way was to hook up with other men earlier! Looks like I'm going to have to fix you......"

Fang Lingjun, who was dancing happily under the moon, didn't know that she had already been targeted by two poisonous snakes.

After the Yin Demon Beast incident, Fang Lingjun felt that his comprehension of the sword momentum had deepened a little. Three days later, when she opened her eyes from meditation, she vaguely touched a trace of the true meaning of using a knife, but she couldn't say what it was, as if the thoughts in her mind were not very clear, and those feelings were only fleeting bits and pieces.

Fang Lingjun took out the teak long knife with her backhand, and her two epiphnies were inextricably linked to this strange long knife. The first time, that is, the time when Gao Mingyong was killed, under the guidance of him, he comprehended the sword qi. And this time, he relied on the unyielding fighting intent from the knife to enable him to face the fear brought by the seventh-order demonic beast.

This long knife is very strange! It's a pity that Fang Lingjun's rummaging and checking can't reveal the mysteries, so he can only stop there.

Speaking of the experience of the night of the Flower God's birthday, Fang Lingjun still had lingering palpitations. If she hadn't been in a hurry at that time and condensed the ghost water treasure in the palm of her hand, I'm afraid she would have lost her soul by now! She will never forget Qiu Yanfu's fierce and smug eyes, apart from her, Fang Lingjun couldn't think of anyone else who would secretly do something.

The Yin Demon Beast suddenly became furious, and the problem must be with that Demon Yuan Pill. Fortunately, Fang Lingjun possessed an extreme yin treasure like the Ghost Water Treasure Drop, otherwise, he would not be able to control the tyrannical Yin Demon Beast at all.

Fang Lingjun put away the long knife, and a sneer condensed at the corner of his mouth. robbed Qiu Yanfu of the name of the flower god, and trampled her dream on the spot, presumably she must hate herself to death.

However, Fang Lingjun wasn't too afraid. Cultivating the truth is to fight with the sky, and immortality is not her ultimate goal, Fang Lingjun is so difficult against the sky, but he wants to live wantonly and chic, not to be coveted and coerced, to soar freely in this world, and to be the most true self.

So, even if she knew that Qiu Yanfu was a fierce beast with a Buddha-faced snake heart, as long as she dared to provoke Fang Lingjun, Fang Lingjun would not hesitate to pull out her minions. Cowardly, how can it be Fang Lingjun's style!

She has always only asked her heart when she does things.

Fang Lingjun put the long knife on his back, fastened his eyes, and prepared to go out.

Her body is getting more and more weird now, and the cold aura in her body is getting stronger and stronger. So much so that when I meditate, I am often awakened by the cold breath in my meridians. This change was exacerbated by the improvement of her cultivation, especially recently, in broad daylight, she also felt the cold. For monks, they can draw qi into their bodies, so that the aura can fill the pores, so they rarely feel cold, unless they are in a cold and snowy place like the Hokuriku Ice Field.

Then Fang Lingjun guessed that his change would be related to "Ghost Water Immeasurable True Technique"?! Could it be that her physique is also changing towards the Nine Yin Mysterious Spirit Body?

Fang Lingjun didn't know if her body would eventually turn into the Nine Yin Xuan Spirit Body, but she was sure of one thing, now that she was only in the early stage of Qi cultivation at the fifth layer, she could no longer hold this Yin and Cold Qi. What if you reach the sixth or seventh layer of Qi training? Wouldn't she be frozen to death by the Nine Yin Xuan Cold?!

I feel aggrieved when I think about it!

Fang Lingjun knocked on the door, and sure enough, there was a transmission note outside.

Since she came back, she has been able to receive a transmission note from Zhong Xiangcai every day. At first, Fang Lingjun didn't plan to deal with him, but he was harassed for three days in a row, which really annoyed Fang Lingjun.

Now that Fang Lingjun was a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi cultivation, the Qi Cultivation Pill was already useless to her, and she could only take the more expensive Qi Gathering Pill. And because Zhong Xiangcai couldn't take out a lot of pills like before, so Fang Yunrou's remnant soul suddenly settled down, and when facing Zhong Xiangcai, he didn't bother to jump out to take care of him. Fang Lingjun sighed in his heart at the same time that he breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as she didn't come out and make trouble, Fang Lingjun would be happy.

Fang Lingjun looked at the transmission note in his hand and said to himself, "It's time to make a break." ”

The mountain behind the main peak, deep in the bamboo forest.

A middle-aged man in a dark robe stood in a bamboo forest with his back to the light.

A gust of wind blew, bringing up the withered yellow bamboo leaves and the sound of "rustling" footsteps.

It was the sound of stepping on a crisp leaf, not in a hurry.

The middle-aged man suddenly turned around and said in surprise: "Senior sister, you are finally willing to come to see me!" ”

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