Qian De covered his neck and gasped desperately on the ground for a few breaths before he got up tremblingly, not even daring to look at Fang Ze.

Just now, he really experienced the fear of death, and he was really full of fear for Fang Ze.

He just didn't understand how a person who had always been timid and afraid of things before became so strong.

But what he can figure out is that this may be because Shizun is out of the customs.

It is very likely that Shizun just asked Shi Fang to go to the main hall and passed on the gong to him, otherwise, how could this person's cultivation suddenly become so powerful.

This seems to be more powerful than the elder brother.

At the moment, he didn't dare to say anything, he cautiously led the way ahead, and answered Fang Ze's question honestly, for fear that if something went wrong, the other party would really kill him.

Through some side knocks, Fang Ze finally had a certain understanding of his own stone square.

As he expected, although this stone square was very popular with the master, because the master had been in retreat for many years, he did not like to communicate with others, and he was very unpopular in the sect.

Of course, there is more or less the attitude of the senior brother who is swaying around.

However, Shi Fang doesn't seem to care much about these, but in the eyes of others, he seems to be timid and afraid, so he has gradually become a waste in everyone's eyes.

But about Shi Fang's life experience, listening to Qian De's statement, it seems that except for the Son of Heaven, no one in the entire Tianlin Sect knows, everyone only knows that Shi Fang was brought to the Tianlin Sect by the Son of Heaven when he was very young, and the others don't know anything at all.

Fang Ze didn't continue to ask deeply, he remembered what Lin Tianzi had said to him, "There are some things, when the time comes, you will naturally be clear", and he always felt that there was a deep meaning.

After understanding some general information, Fang Ze let Qian De go.

A little person like this, give a little color to see, he will naturally be honest, and he is not worried at all that Qian De dares to do anything bad to him.

Chande was also afraid that he would reach the extreme, and he would not dare to mention today's events to anyone after he returned.

Because the great competition of the sect is coming, the whole sect is also in a state of active preparation.

The sect competition is held every ten years, and all disciples who can stand out from it can get the opportunity to step into the immortal tower to practice and comprehend the legendary immortal arts.

Therefore, every time there is a big competition between the sects, it is extremely intense.

But at the same time, although the sect requires the point to be up to every big competition, there will still be casualties, after all, the cultivation of monks is the law of the jungle, as long as it is not too bad, the sect will generally ignore it.

They were all actively preparing for the sect competition, and no one came to disturb Fang Ze, and he was also happy.

It is also possible to use this time to stabilize your cultivation.

Time has been a month, and the day of the big competition between the sect is getting closer and closer.

"Senior Brother Shi, are you there?" Also on this day, outside Fang Ze's residence, there was a soft call.

A woman in white walked up.

The woman's appearance is not particularly outstanding, but she is better than her temperament.

Fang Ze opened the door and was stunned when he saw the woman.

I don't know if it's his delusion, he feels that the woman in front of him looks a little like Ma Xianchen between her eyebrows.

No, or rather, Ma Xianchen is a little similar to this woman.

However, he quickly thought from this woman's white-clothed outfit that she was the senior sister of the Heavenly Landing Sect.

And he also heard Qian De mention this senior sister, saying that this senior sister is very kind, and almost all the disciples in the sect like this senior sister very much, but she has been in retreat all year round and rarely shows up.

"Senior sister!" Fang Ze shouted respectfully, seeing this senior sister was really like letting him see Ma Xianchen, and the respect in his heart was naturally revealed.

"Senior Brother Shi, it will be the big competition of the sect in a few days, I am worried that you are not well prepared, there is a soft armor for your self-defense."

Senior Sister took out a soft silk armor with a glowing glow in her hand and said.

Fang Ze could see at a glance that the soft silk armor was extraordinary, this was probably the treasure that the monks would fight for when it was taken to the outside world, it could be seen that this senior sister usually didn't seem to be good to him.

However, with his current powerful Eucharist, it seems that he does not need such a protective treasure.

Immediately said politely: "Senior sister, I can't accept such a valuable thing, you better keep it for yourself." ”

"I won't participate in this sect competition, it's useless to keep it, take it quickly, this competition, don't let me down!"

Senior Sister stuffed the soft armor into Fang Ze's hand.

Fang Ze couldn't refuse at all, so he had to take it.

"Senior sister, please rest assured, I will not disappoint you and Shizun." He also said it from the bottom of his heart.

"Well, this time it does look a little different than before, it seems that the master does have some reason to have high hopes for you."

The senior sister looked Fang Ze up and down, and saw that Fang Ze was free and easy everywhere, and it seemed to contain an indescribable momentum, which was very different from before, so she couldn't help but nod her head in approval.

Fang Ze only smiled lightly.

"Okay, you can cultivate well, I'm going back to retreat too."

Then the senior sister didn't say too much, turned around and left.

Fang Ze watched her figure disappear, and felt more and more that Ma Xianchen's temperament was the same as this senior sister, and he couldn't help but think that the appearance of the Ma family in the future would have something to do with her?

And the news that Senior Sister gave Fang Ze soft armor quickly spread to Senior Brother.

When Senior Brother Yan Feng heard the news, his eyes were full of bloodshots, full of jealousy and resentment.

He has always been interested in the senior sister, in his opinion, one is the senior brother and the other is the senior sister, which should be a natural pair, but the senior sister has always been indifferent to him.

It's just indifferent to him, but he cares so much about Shi Fang, almost every time he goes out, he has to go to Shi Fang first, which is what he can't accept the most.

"Senior brother, do you want to find someone to teach Shi Fang a lesson?" Several blue-clothed disciples couldn't help but ask cautiously.

Yan Feng raised his head at this time, his gaze returned to normal, and said lightly: "In a few days, it will be a big competition between the sects, you guys should prepare well." ”

Those blue-clothed disciples naturally understood what the so-called preparation meant.

They all looked at each other and smiled, "Please rest assured, Senior Brother, we have been ready for a long time." ”

Yan Feng nodded, a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

As a senior brother, of course, it is inconvenient for him to clean up Shi Fang, but it is different in the sect Dabi, even if Shi Fang dies, the master can't blame him.

The time soon came to the day of the Great Sect of the Heavenly Landing Sect.

The square was also bustling with disciples.

The Tianlin Sect is a very large sect with disciples of various lines.

Normally, disciples of other departments are not allowed to step into the main sect without the summons of the sect master.

Only in a grand ceremony like this will the disciples of all departments be allowed to gather, but they also need qualifications, so to speak, those who can participate in the big competition are the elite disciples of all departments of the Tianlin Sect.

In fact, the big competition was not held in the square, but by the sect master and several elder-level figures, tearing a spatial crack as a battlefield for the competition.