Fang Qingling's move attracted the side glances of several Daojun, in front of the elders, who doesn't want to be praised and valued by the elders, and she was bluntly belittled, but she was unmoved, not even a drop of anger, or dissatisfaction, is she too good at covering it up, or is she really not taking it to heart?

"Not enterprising. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Ziyun Zhenjun said contemptuously, he was very sure that Fang Qingling really didn't care about his opinion, so he didn't think about his own path, didn't make efforts, didn't fight or grab, it was no different from giving up on himself, and it wouldn't be much of a climate.

Fang Qingling was stunned for a moment, obviously she didn't expect Ziyun Zhenjun to say this about her, did she have to argue with him face to face to be satisfied? At that time, it is not a joke to give her the name of disrespecting her elders, she is just more optimistic, and feels that there is no need to bring unhappiness to herself. Moreover, she relied on herself to cultivate immortals, not others, so why should she please others?

Fan Yu Zhenjun's gaze stayed on Fang Qingling's face for a while, and then he said leisurely: "This is a mistake. If she is really a person who is content with the status quo and does not want to make progress, how can she win the first place above the big competition? Her qualifications are mediocre, and she is indeed not as talented as those geniuses, but once she reaches Jindan, she focuses on her heart and understanding, followed by her qualifications. ”

Fan Yu Zhenjun looked at a seat not far away meaningfully, "No matter how talented you are, your mood can't keep up, even if you can pass the hurdle of Jindan, you can't pass the path of Yuanying." ”

At this moment, Ziyun Zhenjun's face can be described as the bottom of the blackened pot, which is terrifyingly gloomy.

Isn't it exactly what Fan Yu Zhenjun is talking about?

He has been stuck in the Great Perfection for more than 400 years, and most of his life has passed, and he can no longer break through to the out-of-body stage. In the past, when I broke through to Yuanying, if it weren't for my good qualifications and good luck, I guess I wouldn't have achieved what I have today, and the reason for this is that my heart can't keep up.

Now that Fanyu Zhenjun has caught up with him, he has reached the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant Stage, and he called his senior brother because he has old qualifications, and when Fanyu Zhenjun's cultivation breaks through again, they will probably have to be called the other way.

"Humph! It also depends on whether she has that ability! Ziyun Zhenjun couldn't hold back on his face, threw down a sentence, and disappeared like a gust of wind.

Looking at the empty seat, the corners of Fan Yu's lips hooked up a fox-like triumphant smile, "Then we'll wait and see." He then instructed a serving disciple to make tea, and waved to Fang Qingling, "Come, Ling'er, serve tea to the teacher." ”

Seeing that Fanyu Zhenjun was so optimistic about herself, Fang Qingling couldn't help but be a little flattered, she took the teacup neatly, strode forward, knelt down, handed over the teacup in her hand, and said respectfully: "Master, please drink tea." ”

Fan Yu Zhenjun still had a faint smile on his face, took the tea, and pecked lightly.

As if there was a face-changing medicine in the tea, I saw Fan Yu Zhenjun casually throw a ring to Fang Qingling, and ordered with a solemn face: "If you receive the award, you will go to the Black Cliff, and you will not come out until you build the foundation." He pointed to Xiao Duyang, "That's your third senior brother, go and see it." ”

What? Hearing the three words of Black Cliff Valley, Fang Qingling missed a beat in his heart, and froze in place, not reacting for a while, and even didn't listen to the words that followed.

Black Cliff Valley belongs to a major murderous place in the East, there are many species in it, there are many magical beasts, the lucky ones can get the opportunity, the incapable, the unlucky can only stay in it for the rest of their lives, there are no bones, there are many dangers inside, even the foundation building monks do not dare to dabble in it easily, with her current Qi cultivation period, let her go, it is simply to send death.

Looking at Fang Qingling's frightened expression, a cunning flashed in the depths of Fan Yu's eyes, and he saw that his face softened slightly, and explained: "Don't worry, the teacher will not harm you, and when you see the things in the ring, you will understand, don't pestle, go and give your senior brother a salute." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Fang Qingling's eyes couldn't stop twitching, how could he feel like a sheep in the tiger's mouth?

Others are not surprised, it is normal for immortal cultivators to have a little bad taste, plus they have been with Fan Yu for so long, what are the quirks they have already understood each other.

Clenched his fists and endured it, Fang Qingling responded: "Yes." ”

Bowed his head and walked to a meter away from Xiao Duyang, clasped his hands into fists, and bowed, "Senior sister Fang Qingling has seen senior brother. ”

Xiao Duyang glanced at the top of his jet-black hair, bowed his head slightly, and then looked away and did not respond.

Fang Qingling scratched his head, straightened his waist, and stood back in place boringly.

The other peak masters began to congratulate Fan Yu Zhenjun one by one, and received high disciples.

Seeing that the fire was almost the same, the head of the sect instructed the Treasure Weapon Peak Master to lead Xiao Duyang to the Treasure Pavilion, and summoned his eldest disciple Wu Hao, asking him to lead Fang Qingling to the Heavenly Machine Pavilion located in the Ethereal Peak.

Out of the Sect Leader's Hall, Fang Qingling exhaled lightly, Wu Hao saw it, and said with a smile: "I have heard of the deeds of my junior sister, you can defeat a powerful opponent like Lian Idiot, it really makes me have to admire." ”

"The senior brother has won the prize, and the little sister can win the game, and luck accounts for a large part." Fang Qingling said modestly.

"Senior sister is right, luck is a part, but strength is also indispensable."

"That's what Master and My Aunt's ancestors taught well."

“……”

There was a word of chatting, they were not far from Tianji Pavilion, Wu Hao's expression became a little weird, he panicked: "Senior sister, there is Tianji Pavilion in front, you go over by yourself, I still have some trivial matters, so I will leave." ”

As soon as he spoke, he was chasing after a group of snakes and beasts, and without waiting for Fang Qingling to respond, he left like a gust of wind.

Looking at his hurried back, Fang Qingling was speechless, it seemed that the temper of the Tianji Pavilion was really flattering.

He walked alone to the door of the five-story attic, and shouted loudly: "Senior Uncle Ancestor, disciple Fang Qingling has come to ask for a meeting." ”

"If you have something to say, let it go!" Rude words came from inside the door.

Fang Qingling was not annoyed, and said calmly: "Disciple Dabi won the first place, and he got the privilege of entering the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, and he came to receive the award, and he ...... hope."

Before Fang Qingling could finish speaking, with a whoosh, Fang Qingling's eyes flickered, and a sloppy old man appeared in front of her, interrupting her words at the same time.

His clothes were disheveled, and his gray hair and beard were tangled like a chicken's nest, and he was simply a bad old man.

Han Yangzi was stunned, "What do you want, if you have enough, go quickly." ”

This is the one mentioned in the original book, the predecessor who can budget for the future distraction period? Fang Qingling's eyelids jumped three times, and he asked cautiously, "Then can I go in?" ”

Han Yangzi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he circled around Fang Qingling before waving his hand and taking the lead in walking towards the door of Tianji Pavilion, "For the sake of seeing that you are quite pleasing to the eye, I will give you five days." ”

Quickly following up, Fang Qingling stared at his back with resentful eyes. The last time Yang Shiyi came was half a month, why did she shorten it so much?

"Who do you think you are, it's a god-given grace for a little Qi cultivation disciple to come in, and you still dare to complain." He seemed to have eyes on his back, and the other party Qingling bluntly struck.

Fang Qingling's body shook by his thorny words, and he pouted dissatisfiedly, although he knew that he couldn't compare with the heroine's golden finger, he was still a little blocked in his heart: Fair Jun, where did you go?