"Hell!"

Seeing this primordial god, Jiang Wang and Lin Shoucheng rolled their eyes, and they were so shocked that they almost fainted.

For them, the primordial gods between the virtual and the real are indeed no different from the characteristics of ghosts.

"It turned out to be Qinghe, what happened?"

Fang Yuan flicked his shirt and asked unhurriedly.

The primordial god that appeared in front of him was translucent, and the whole body showed the color of glazed moonlight, turning into a statue of King Kong, which vaguely resembled the gods worshiped by the Taoist temple.

"Alas...... It's hard to put into words! ”

Above the King Kong Yuan Shen, scars were staggered, and the powder fell, obviously being hit hard: "The master contacted my disciple and asked me to make meritorious contributions, and the old Tao was anxious, so I went to probe the bottom of that group of girls......"

When Qinghe said this, he didn't want to continue.

Obviously, the next thing is that he is not good at learning and almost destroyed the original god.

Even, he was chased and killed all the way, there was no way to go to the sky, there was no way to enter the ground, he could only ask for Fang Yuan's head.

"You bull nose, you really don't know how authentic...... Tomorrow, you have to bring me all those jars of treasured peach blossom wine! ”

Fang Yuan shook his head and scolded with a smile.

In fact, if according to his true nature, if he encounters this kind of calamity, he will definitely be annihilated with one palm, and he will be kept in the bliss of his death, and there will be nothing left in the world.

But at this time, we must maintain the character of a righteous master, and bear with it for the time being.

Slowly beckoning, the moonlight sprinkled down, mending the spirit for this old crane.

"Thank you for your help...... But those wicked women will arrive later, so you should be careful...... The peach blossom wine will be delivered tomorrow! ”

Qinghe said gratefully.

It's just that he didn't notice that in this fluffy moonlight, there was a trace of weird aura, which also fell into his primordial spirit.

"Old Taoist, still haven't come out yet?"

Not long after, a voice like a silver bell immediately sounded outside: "You are from the Brahman Holy Sect, right?" King Kong Yuanshen, Baoyue Liuliguan thoughts, there is no semicolon around Ye Guo! ”

This woman's voice was delicate and tender, with a soft taste, even Lin Shoucheng and Jiang Wang couldn't help but feel a wave in their hearts, and the tension and hostility dissipated a lot.

Jiang Wang felt as if he was dreaming, and looked at Lin Shoucheng next to him.

This little friend clenched his fists, and his eyes were full of excitement: "Immortals! Immortal! Really...... Taoism and immortals are not ethereal, I must cultivate immortals! ”

"Immortals?!"

Rao is Jiang Wang was a little precocious, and he was also a little confused at this time.

At this time, accompanied by laughter, a young woman walked into the grass house: "What an old man, it turns out that he has found a helper!" ”

She didn't care about Lao Dao and the two little ghosts, a pair of wonderful eyes stared at Fang Yuan's face, with a slight hint of solemnity: "Your Excellency?" ”

This woman has picturesque eyebrows, wearing a light white veil, a golden hoop on her head, and green silk falling like a waterfall, with a natural fairy-like temperament.

"This girl, isn't she a painter?"

Fang Yuan said with a smile: "My surname is Fang, just an ordinary teacher, Qinghe has always been anxious, Tang suddenly offended the girl, if I am a peacemaker, how about this?" ”

"You want to end this matter?"

The good-looking frown of the painting girl frowned: "Then the slave family will go back, can you explain it to the sect master...... Unless...... Mr. Fang can pick me up three paintings! ”

"Painting?"

Fang Yuan pondered for a moment, and the Qinghe Daoist next to him immediately explained: "This is the unique method of the Miao Immortal Sect, to enter the Dao with painting, every painting is a spell!" ”

"I see!"

Fang Yuan nodded, a little speechless.

Don't look at this old Taoist and Zhihua sect is very atmospheric, what Miao Xian Sect, Fansheng Sect, etc., in fact, this Zhihua is not in the realm of human immortals, so he became the young sect master of Miao Xian Sect, obviously just a small sect in Ye Guo.

"Since the painting girl insists on doing so, please!"

Fang Yuan waved his hand.

"It's ugly!"

Zhihua took a deep breath, condensed the emptiness, and a painting scroll emerged.

Wow!

Just opened a corner, a black horse jumped out of it, and a black-armored knight with a hideous face directly held a horse chopping knife and rushed towards Fang Yuan.

"Iron Horse Binghe is coming to sleep!"

Zhihua groaned, spread out the scroll, and one after another Yin soldiers and Yin generals pounced, forming a battle formation, and killing Fang Yuan.

This momentum immediately made the two little children almost scared, and even Qinghe Lao Dao's face changed continuously, thinking that even in his heyday, he would not be able to take a single move.

"Good painting, majestic artistic conception, lifelike, knowing the wonderful hand of the painting girl, it is really unforgettable!"

Fang Yuan didn't frown in the face of this battle array: "In this case, how about I return the girl?" ”

The index finger of his right hand was dotted in the void, and he wrote the word 'Ding'.

Decide!

One word to set the storm!

The Yin soldiers and Yin generals who were originally charging suddenly stopped in mid-air like small insects in amber.

Suddenly, a lot of ink was condensed and returned to the painting scroll.

A pale gold character 'Ding' emerged, directly imprinted on it, like a seal.

"What kind of supernatural power is this?"

The painting girl, who was still smiling, as if she had everything under control, suddenly changed color, and her eyes looking at Fang Yuan were full of jealousy.

"It's just a little trick to carve insects! My generation of scholars, don't say anything strange and confused, only raise a mouthful of Haoran righteousness! In the end, nature is inviolable! ”

Fang Yuan said solemnly, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Jiang Wang's face full of envy, and couldn't help but have a narrow thought.

"Haoran righteousness, it is really the true seed of a scholar! I'm no match for you! The other two paintings don't have to be out either! ”

Zhihua sighed and retreated.

"This time...... Thank you sir for your help! ”

After she left, Qinghe's Yuan Shen immediately bowed to Fang Yuan: "Poor Dao will go back to the Taoist Temple to cultivate first, and if Mr. comes back another day, he will be greeted by sweeping the couch!" ”

As he spoke, he also turned into a puff of light and disappeared.

"It's a lazy thing!"

Fang Yuan said leisurely, but did not stop it.

Anyway, this person's primordial spirit has been polluted by the power of the demons, and if he goes against his will in the future, he can definitely make his life worse than death.

……

"How? Have you seen enough? ”

After the two cultivators left, Fang Yuan looked at Jiang Wang and Lin Shoucheng, who were like dreaming: "This kind of cultivation, but it's just a small path, you are stepping on the majestic avenue, just read a lot, don't make mistakes!" ”

"That old Taoist! It should be the host of the Vajra Temple in the city, and my father said that he is a master who has cultivated the Yuan Shen! ”

Lin Shoucheng gritted his teeth, knelt down again, and kowtowed like pounding garlic: "I hope that Mr. will be merciful and cross me to the door!" ”

"Idiot!"

Fang Yuan's face was a little pitiful, and he looked at Jiang Wang again: "What about you?" ”

"Me?"

Jiang Wang was stunned, he just couldn't get in the way of his little friend's face tonight, and at the same time, he hoped to be able to worship Mr. Fang, read more books, know Braille, and be able to make an account room when he grew up.

It's just that he didn't expect that in this short period of time, he saw many first-class characters of immortals, which made him fall into a dream.

"I ...... I still want to read more! ”

After a while, Jiang Wang gritted his teeth and said vigorously.

"Stupid!"

Lin Shoucheng endured and endured, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he still scolded it.

"Haha...... Coincidentally, I also order the method of reading! ”

Fang Yuan raised his head and laughed: "In this case, I will accept you as a student, tomorrow, together with your seniors, come to the grass house to listen to the lecture!" ”

"Thank you, sir!"

Jiang Wang was very surprised, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

"As for you......"

Fang Yuan glanced at Lin Shoucheng, he was still a child after all, after being rejected, and seeing that Mr. took such a fancy to the cowherd baby, he suddenly had more emotions of resentment, jealousy, hatred, and so on.

"You are destined to do your next career in the future, which is not suitable for the pure and inactive way of cultivating immortals, but it is suitable for martial arts killing...... I have a set of martial arts here, if you have the perseverance and perseverance to persevere, then take it and practice! ”

Actually, it's complete nonsense.

In cultivating immortals, killing and fighting is a common thing.

But Fang Yuan looked at Lin Shoucheng with this appearance, but he had a little narrow-mindedness in his heart: 'Hibernation and forbearance, it is indeed a poisonous snake...... I might as well light it up, and see if this snake can turn into a dragon, which can be regarded as a chance to create! ’

……

On the second day, Fang Yuan paid out the money and bought books and pen and ink for Jiang Wangtian, which was also accepted as a student, which surprised the other naughty boys.

And from then on, every night, Jiang Wang and Lin Shoucheng came together, asked Fang Yuan for teaching, and borrowed ancient books.

As for Lin Shoucheng, it seems that after going to King Kong Temple once, he completely cut off his hope, but calmed down, first practiced martial arts with Fang Yuan, practiced diligently, and the progress was very good.

But Fang Yuan occasionally glanced at him, and knew that this kid was not dead, and there might be some troubles in the future, which could be used as a seasoning for cultivation halfway.

"The world is in turmoil, and it is a great opportunity for the demon lords to make waves!"

Fang Yuan sat cross-legged, holding a blood-red spar with a six-pointed star in his hand.

After sending the two little kids away, he finally got down to business.

"In the past few years, Heavenly Court has continued to cast its nets, and it should have caught the traces of one or two demon lords...... As for the King of Nothingness, it's a thought ......."

"But even if I deliberately hide, I may not be able to do everything as expected, so I still have to improve my strength as soon as possible!"

Fang Yuan pondered silently, his fingers stroking the blood-red spar on his hand.

Even in this high-dimensional dimension, the Heart Demon Realm is a rampant existence, and the unique method of breaking the Heart Demon Realm is to prepare for hunting other worlds.

After Fang Yuan understood it thoroughly, he directly integrated it into his Dream Master's Dao, and combined with other materials, he could immediately use it.

Of course, at this time, it is still cautious and directly separates a distraction.

"In the high-dimensional world, the Great Dao will inevitably be more perfect, and it will also be of great benefit to me in comprehending my own way of creation!"

The realm of the Ninth Origin Demon Lord had already given Fang Yuan a glimpse of his own path.

His way is the way of the dream master, and it is also the way of creation!