Chapter 11: The Eve of the Great Match

"Yo, what's going on? Yang Shiyi is you again, why are you always ghosted, I can meet you everywhere. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Duan Tianyan heard that the second senior brother was fascinated by Yang Shiyi's fox spirit, and mixed it up again, she immediately rushed over, and when she saw many disciples surrounding them, she pretended to be surprised when she passed by.

"It's just a dog and a powerful person, Senior Sister Duan, I'll send Senior Sister Yang, you can do it." Mo Xuan knew that she was at odds and wanted to separate them as soon as possible.

"Oh, it turns out that Senior Sister Yang is nosy again. However, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to do this, no matter how you say this, it's also the internal affairs of Xuanfu Peak, Senior Sister Yang did this, and when it is spread, others still think that we have no one in Xuanfu Peak, and we have to rely on 'outsiders' to discipline us. ”

Duan Qianyan accentuated the tone of the word "outsider", which was a bit aggressive.

"I'm afraid that the deacon's affairs are busy, and I see that it's just a small person, so I don't want to be so popular, and my senior sister is serious." Yang Shiyi said softly, with an innocent face, how can there be any momentum before?

"Everything starts from a young age, Senior Sister Yang, please respect yourself." Duan Tianyan was unyielding and said with a slight warning.

"That's enough, that's the end of it." Mo Xuan found that Yang Shiyi's face was getting worse and worse, and couldn't help but feel pity in her heart, interrupting their lips with words, glaring at Duan Qian Yan with a warning look, and turning to Yang Shiyi and saying gently: "Don't care about her, let's go." ”

Smugness flashed in the depths of Yang Shiyi's eyes, and the corners of her lips hooked slightly, "Hmm." ”

Looking at the two people in the distance, Duan Qian stomped his feet angrily, his beautiful eyes were full of grievances, and he said as if he had sworn an oath: "Hmph! Yang Shiyi, wait and see, Brother Mo is mine! ”

Fang Qingling, who took everything into his eyes, didn't know whether to pity Duan Qianyan or pity Mo Xuan, in the original book, Mo Xuan was just a cannon fodder, a cannon fodder for Yang Shiyi's disaster.

Hongxia Peak is located around Xuanfu Peak, Fang Qingling has a light talisman on his leg, and he will soon arrive at the Red Fu Palace.

Knowing that Fang Qingling was the one who had nothing to do but ascend the Three Treasures Palace, Fang Hongluo, who was sitting in the first seat, pretended to be surprised and asked, "Ling'er, how can you have time to come to see me today?" ”

Fang Qingling's face remained unchanged, and he said respectfully: "Ling'er has been busy lately, so I don't have time to come to see you, so it's no wonder that I want my aunt." As he spoke, he took out something and handed it over, "Actually, Ling'er has something to give to her aunt." ”

Glancing at the things in Fang Qingling's hand, Fang Hongluo remained silent, took the array plate handed over, and asked in surprise: "This is?" ”

"Ling'er was fortunate enough to get a spirit gathering array, and found that it was not an ordinary spirit gathering array, so she took it and studied it hard, and finally let me make a spirit gathering array array plate with the same effect, so I thought about giving it to my aunt and helping my aunt get married as soon as possible." Fang Qingling said.

In fact, the Spirit Gathering Array in Fang Hongluo's hand was an adapted formation, which could gather three times the spiritual energy from the outside world.

As for the Ancient Spirit Gathering Array, before she had the strength, Fang Qingling would not take it out easily, she was not guilty, she understood the truth of her guilt, and her relationship with Fang Hongluo was not enough to deal with life and death.

"Is it really that magical?" Fang Hongluo looked at the array plate in his hand and asked in disbelief.

The speed at which a person's cultivation can be improved depends not only on their state of mind and talent, but also on the intensity of the aura in the outside world. In ancient times, spiritual power was charged, and there were not a few people who became immortals, but now the aura is far less than in ancient times, and there are even fewer people who become immortals, which shows the importance of the richness of the aura.

"Why don't you try it?" Fang Qingling pouted mischievously.

"Hmm." Fang Hongluo felt that what she said made sense and nodded.

Activating the formation, just like Fang Qingling used the Ancient Spirit Gathering Array, the external spiritual energy poured into the cave mansion until it was in a mist state.

"Haha, it's really good, with this help, the baby is just around the corner, God helps my family, Ling'er is simply a hero of our family." Seeing all this with her own eyes, Fang Hongluo laughed out loud and patted Fang Qingling's shoulder excitedly, thinking that it would be difficult to successfully condense Yuan Ying with her state of mind, but now it doesn't seem so slim......

Suddenly, a strange light crossed the bottom of Fang Hongluo's eyes, and the other party Qingling said kindly: "I don't know where Ling'er came from?" ”

"Actually, Ling'er was lucky, in an inconspicuous stall in Fang City, I accidentally saw an old array disk, the array disk was originally a discarded thing, but Ling'er found that the line burned by the array disk was not simple, so I took it and studied it carefully. Combined with the sect's knowledge of the formation, coupled with my unremitting efforts and hardships, in the end, the emperor lived up to his wishes, allowing me to realize some ways and obtain this extraordinary spirit gathering array. ”

Fang Qingling tried his best to make his eyes sincere, and used words to express how hard and hard he was, but in his heart, he was more defensive against Fang Hongluo.

Although the Spirit Gathering Array only has three times the effect, there is no Spirit Gathering Array with such an effect in the Heavenly Scar Continent, and its value is not small.

People who cultivate immortals are extremely realistic, some people have the closest flesh and blood relatives in order to become immortals, and distant relatives like Fang Qingling and Fang Hongluo are even less convincing.

"Can you show me the plate?" No matter how realistic Fang Qingling's expression was, Fang Hongluo didn't fully believe the other party's words.

"Absolutely." In order to ensure that nothing went wrong, before arriving, Fang Qingling had prepared everything and handed over the array disk that had been prepared in advance.

Fang Hongluo looked at the blackened old array disk in his hand, and found that there were indeed some years, not like they were recorded at the moment, it seemed that he was too worried, too, Fang Qingling was only in his twenties, where did he come from such a heavy scheming?

Fang Hongluo half-lowered his eyelids, restrained his good thoughts, and said amiably: "Ling'er Formation is talented all the way, and it must be played well, although the monk mainly focuses on improving cultivation, but these secondary skills are also essential, and if you learn them, the road to cultivating immortals will not be too bumpy." ”

Fang Qingling nodded as if he was very useful, "Thank you Guzu for reminding me, Ling'er remembered." It's not too late, so I'll go back first. ”

"Hmm." Fang Hongluo nodded and said kindly.

Coming out of Fang Hongluo's residence, Fang Qingling's tense expression relaxed, and she exhaled, she smiled slightly with relief, and returned Fang Hongluo's love, the cause and effect relationship is not so heavy......

After finishing the trivial matters, Fang Qingling returned to Zangjian Peak to prepare for the five-year competition, five years ago, the champion was Yang Shiyi, who won the privilege of entering the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, at that time her strength was too impressive, she did not participate, and who will be the winner this year is still unknown.

The day of the great competition of the sect was coming, and the competition square was overcrowded, Fang Qingling sat in the corner of the battlefield and listened to the chatter and laughter of the Qi cultivation disciples of the Wuji Sect.

"Uncle Yang has only entered the foundation building period in just over ten years, which is really beyond our reach."

"She is the genius of my sect, how can we compare with her?"

"The ice spirit root has a strong attack power, I heard that she also reported the big competition of the foundation building disciples, do you think she will win the first place?"

"No matter what, she is now in the early stage of foundation building, no matter how strong her strength is, she can't go against the sky, I think she can't do it, but I think Uncle Xiao can win the first place."

"Yes, Uncle Xiao is really a first-day talent of the younger generation, but he has a foundation building Great Perfection cultivation in his sixties, not to mention a sword cultivator."

"I heard that he is handsome and handsome, and he is the most handsome beautiful man in the sect, if I am lucky enough to meet him, I will have no regrets in this life."

"I've watched from afar, but he's cold, withdrawn, and alienated."

"Don't think about it, he's not what you can think about, I think only Uncle Yang is worthy of him, Uncle Yang is as beautiful as a flower, kind-hearted, and Uncle Xiao is simply a match made in heaven."

"Uncle Duan is one of the 'Goddess Double Beads' of the Wuji Sect, if he confronts Uncle Yang, the scene will be very intense, but it's a pity that he can't go to the onlookers."

"If you don't participate in the competition, you can't go and watch."

“……”

Most of the above people who defend Yang Shiyi are male disciples, and those who say good things for the so-called Uncle Xiao are naturally female disciples.

If Fang Qingling guessed correctly, the Uncle Xiao they were talking about was Xiao Muyang, and he was also her future third senior brother.