After the battle in Shijing Village, Fang Yi saw the fat lang god in the suburbs, and the fat lang god fell into his arms as soon as he saw Fang Yi, leaving tears in Fang Yi's arms, as if something happened to Fang Yi, so that Fang Yi was comforted for a while, Yan Gan and Duanmu Yuanqing were also very happy to see Fang Yi have such a strange favor, this fat lang god was still waiting for Fang Yi.

The battle with Zhao Meng had a good ending, and everyone returned to Baili Village with laughter and laughter all the way, at this time it was already night, and Yan Gan was ready to part with Fang Yi and the others.

"Uncle Junior, let's leave it at that!" Yan Gan said to Fang Yi.

"Does Elder Yan Gan have a place to live?" Fang Yi asked with concern.

"Of course, although I said that there are some inconveniences in my legs and feet, there is still a place to live, so Uncle Xiao doesn't have to worry. Yan Gan said to Fang Yi, saying that he should not worry about the place where he lived.

"By the way, I don't know when we'll see each other right now!" Fang Yi showed a hint of goodbye.

"Uncle Xiao, we should meet soon, when the sect sends a new disciple, I will look for Zhao Meng's location, someone will help take care of it, and I will have all my strength to deal with that Zhao Meng's dog thief, and when we meet again, it should be within the sect!" Yan Gan explained to Fang Yi.

"Okay, Elder Yan Gan, take care!" Fang Yi clenched his fists and said to Yan Gan.

"Uncle Xiao take care!" Yan Gan also said goodbye to Fang Yi with a fist, and then turned to leave.

Fang Yi looked at Yan Gan's back, this time the battle with Zhao Meng almost died in Shijing Village, if it weren't for Elder Yan Gan's unpredictable consequences in the end, he really couldn't imagine that this Elder Yan Gan was still a real person in Bigu, and when he first met, he thought he was an uncle on crutches looking for trouble.

"Brother Fang!" Duanmu's voice woke Fang Yi up.

"Oh, Brother Duanmu!" Fang Yi said back to his senses.

"Brother Fang, let's go!" Duanmu Yuanqing said to Fang Yi.

"Let's go, go to Uncle Zhang's house!" Fang Yi said to Duanmu Yuanqing beside him, and then went to Uncle Zhang's house, still thinking about Senior Sister Yu Junyi in his heart, this is a big motivation for Fang Yi!

When he came to the door of Uncle Zhang's house, because it was almost night, the villagers of Baili Village had also developed the habit of closing their doors early because they had been disturbed by the murderous spirit recently, and Duanmu Yuanqing stepped forward to knock on the door.

"Uncle Zhang!Uncle Zhang!" Duanmu Yuanqing shouted into the door.

"It's coming!" Uncle Zhang opened the door and saw Fang Yi and Duanmu Yuanqing, his face showing joy.

"Brother Duanmu! Brother Fang, you're back!" Uncle Zhang opened the door and saw that Fang Yi and Duanmu Yuanqing had returned to Zhao after a complete battle, guessing that they should win a big victory!

"Yes, Uncle Zhang, we're back!" Fang Yi said to Uncle Zhang.

"Haha! How about it, two monks, but find the culprit?" Uncle Zhang asked Fang Yi and Duanmu Yuanqing.

"Of course it's defeated! It is estimated that the murderous spirit will not come again!" Fang Yixiang said happily to Uncle Zhang, changing his previous worries, this is also a way for the villagers to live with peace of mind.

"That's good! That's good!" Uncle Zhang muttered as he led Fang Yi and Duanmu Yuanqing to the side of the wooden house.

Fang Yi looked at the quiet wooden house outside the door, and suddenly wondered, Senior Sister Yu Junyi didn't wake up? Fang Yi hurriedly opened the door of the house, looked inside the door by the moonlight, and found that there was no beautiful figure on the bed, and a look of worry came to his heart.

"Brother Fang!" Uncle Zhang seemed to guess what Fang Yi meant, and stepped forward and whispered.

"Uncle Zhang, where's the senior sister here?" Fang Yi turned to Uncle Zhang and asked, looking at the empty bed from time to time.

"Don't worry, Brother Fang! The friar woke up in the evening, and when I saw her, she was not very good-looking, and I told the friar not to be injured and not to move. Uncle Zhang said slowly to Fang Yi.

"And then?" Fang Yi asked eagerly.

The friar did not think that she was too concerned about the injury, and after a brief pranayama, she departed, leaving behind a word. Uncle Zhang said to Fang Yi.

"In a word, what words?" Fang Yi was even more excited, grabbed Uncle Zhang and said, this time he actually missed the reunion with Senior Sister Yu Junyi, and he was inevitably a little unhappy in his heart.

"The nun said let me thank the people who helped her, I can't repay it now, I hope to repay it again in the next life!" Uncle Zhang was a little hurt by Fang Yi, and struggled for a while and said.

"Oh! I'm sorry!" Fang Yi saw the painful look on Uncle Zhang's face, and hurriedly let go of his hand to apologize, Fang Yi heard what Uncle Zhang said, Senior Sister Yu Junyi was fine, and immediately relieved.

"Hey, it seems that the reunion with Senior Sister Yu Junyi can only try your luck in the Yue Sword Sect!" Fang Yi sighed.

"Brother Fang, don't worry too much! I have a fate to meet thousands of miles away, and I will see your senior sister one day. Duanmu Yuanqing sighed when he saw Fang Yi and hurriedly said.

"Maybe!" Fang Yi reluctantly returned.

After a night of speechlessness, Fang Yi lay on the bed and looked at the roof in a daze, thinking that he had finally seen Senior Sister Yu Junyi, but he missed it like this, and slowly fell asleep in this mood.

"Brother Duanmu, are you really going to say goodbye again?" The next day, Fang Yi and Duanmu Yuanqing said goodbye to Uncle Zhang, and at the same time asked Uncle Zhang to tell the villagers that they could live in peace in the future, Uncle Zhang felt joy after hearing this, and then Fang Yi and Duanmu Yuanqing left Baili Village, and the two were at a fork in the road.

"There is no banquet in the world, Duanmu Yuanqing has no choice but to say goodbye to Brother Fang!" Duanmu Yuanqing said to Fang Yi, and from the words, Fang Yi felt that Duanmu Yuanqing was a little reluctant.

"Brother Duanmu is planning to return to the sect?" Fang Yi was also a little reluctant to talk to Duanmu Yuanqing more.

"Yes, it's been a long time, after this battle, I realize my own shortcomings, there are also many unknown but powerful people in this red dust world, I want to return to Huangjiwu to concentrate on cultivation!" Duanmu Yuanqing said to Fang Yi.

"So that's the case! Then Fang Yi wishes Brother Duanmu a smooth road here! I don't know when I will see you again!" Fang Yi said to Duanmu Yuanqing, and his words reflected his reluctance.

"We are destined to meet each other, and when the time comes, Brother Fang is welcome to come to Huangjiwu as a guest!" Duanmu Yuanqing said with his fists cupped.

"Okay, then I also invite Brother Duanmu to come to the Yue Sword Sect as a guest!" Fang Yi replied.

"That brother Fang has taken his leave!" Duanmu Yuanqing hugged Fang Yi and said.

"Farewell!" Fang Yi said with his fists clenched at the same time, and then Duanmu Yuanqing turned around and left the other way on the fork in the road, Fang Yi looked at Duanmu Yuanqing's departing figure and sighed I don't know when I will meet this person with such a grand wish in my heart again, I hope he can get his wish!

After a long time, Fang Yi could no longer see Duanmu Yuanqing's figure, and Fang Yi also walked towards the Yue Sword Sect from another way.

"What's the matter, don't you go home and have a look? I remember that your house is in Muliang City?"

"If I don't go back first, I originally wanted to go back and have a look, but I'm afraid that Zhao Meng is secretly watching, and it will not be good for me to return to Muliangcheng and be touched by him, so Muliangcheng won't go back first, let's go back to Yuejian Sect first!" Fang Yi said to the fat Lang God, and the pace under his feet did not stop.

"Okay then!" the fat man said when he saw that Fang Yi had no intention of going home, and at the same time retracted his head.

The way back to the Yue Sword Sect was far away, Fang Yi sometimes stared at the sun and walked forward, and it was inevitable to sweat when he moved, and Fang Yi was already sweating at this time, taking off his robe and exposing his shoulders.

"Hey, why are you saying it's such a long way back!" Fang Yi complained.

"What, don't you know how to use swordsmanship!" said the fat man after hearing Fang Yi complain.

"That's right, if you don't say it, I'll forget!" Fang Yi patted his head and said.

At this time, Fang Yi thought that he had already comprehended the art of the sword in the battle of Baili Village, and he could leave the sword in the air, if the sword flight could save a lot of effort, just do it, Fang Yi decided to use the sword to fly back to the sect.

"It will be by!" Fang Yi put his fingers together, stroked the hilt of the sword behind him and led out the long sword, which will fly out of the scabbard and float out of the scabbard with the guidance of Fang Yi at this time, suspended in the air, at this time Fang Yi is full of expectations for the flight of the sword, the sword flying in the sky This is the dream of Fang Yi's original world, can it be realized now?

Seeing that Fang Yi slowly led the long sword to the ground, ready to step on the long sword, Fang Yi carefully stepped on the long sword, and at the same time said to the fat man beside him: "Come up!"

When the fat man god heard Fang Yi's words, he immediately transferred to Fang Yi's shoulder, waiting for Fang Yi's sword to fly, the fat lang god's expectation was not weaker than Fang Yi at all, and even stronger than Fang Yi himself.

Fang Yi saw that the fat lang god was ready, two fingers stood in front of him, and called in his heart that the long sword would slowly float up, and the long sword would obey Fang Yi's order, gradually leave the ground, and float into the air, Fang Yi was overjoyed when he saw this, it seemed that he could really fly with the sword, who knew that when the long sword was about to rise from three feet high from the inside, he suddenly stopped obeying Fang Yi's command, staggered, and threw Fang Yi and the fat lang god to the ground, Fang Yi was face to the ground, and fell a dog to eat, and the fat lang god was not spared.

"I'm special!" Fang Yi was spitted out by this cold fall.

"What's going on?" Fang Yi asked, rubbing his sore spot.

"You ask me?" said the fat man even more unknowingly.

"I'll try again!Come up!" Fang Yi said to Xiang Fat Lang God when he stepped on the general again.

"No, no, no, it's better for you to try it yourself!" "Fat Lang God has a lesson, so he won't eat with Fang Yi.

Fang Yi saw that the fat man was unmoved, he could only try to fly the sword by himself, who knew that the result was repeated again, just when Fang Yi was three feet up, the long sword would shake again, Fang Yi couldn't stand on top of Jiang You steadily, and fell to the ground again.

"Oops!" Fang Yi let out a painful sound again.

"Eh~ Why don't I forget it?

"No, I won't believe it!" Fang Yi's stubbornness rose and he was determined to try again.

After many attempts, Fang Yi found that Edgeworth's flight could only be stable when it was about two feet above the ground, and it was moving forward rapidly, and it was easy to control, and if it rose to three feet, it would still be swaying by the long sword.

"What should I do?" asked the fat man.

"What else can I do! Two feet is two feet! Isn't it much faster than walking?" Fang Yi was helpless, so he could only take the sword about two feet and call the fat man god again.

Seeing that Fang Yi had stabilized around two feet, the fat man decided to give it a try, and jumped on Fang Yi's shoulder again.

"Let's go!" Fang Yi said, then the sword flew and headed towards the Yue Sword Sect, looking from a distance, Fang Yi was flying close to the ground, but the speed was indeed extremely fast.

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