Four years passed in a hurry, and in the back mountain of the Hengyue faction, in an extremely simple attic, Fang Xiaofan slowly opened his eyes. In the four years of pen &www.biquge.info amp; fun & pavilion, Fang Xiaofan, who was originally in the late stage of Yudan, did not succeed in getting married, although it was very close, but it seemed that something was still missing.

"It cost two pieces of immortal jade, countless spirit stones, and two ancestors to help, but I still didn't succeed in getting married." Fang Xiaofan sighed, although he had already reached the Great Perfection Realm of the Dan Stage half a year ago, it was always difficult to take that last step. Getting married depends on an opportunity, but also a kind of understanding, if you can't understand the way of heaven, then this life is difficult to cross.

In addition to the two masters who meditated and cultivated in the back mountains, there were also more than a dozen elders in the foundation building period, and these people were the backbone of the Hengyue faction.

"You can't force your cultivation all the way, since you can't do it here, you can go outside and look for opportunities." Liu Wenju, the ancestor of the crane-haired and childish face, said that in addition to absorbing the aura between heaven and earth, there is also an experience in the way of cultivation, and only through experience can you realize the Tao. Although Liu Wenju's cultivation is not as good as Fang Xiaofan, his insight is much stronger than Fang Xiaofan, after all, he is an old monster who has been cultivating for hundreds of years.

Fang Xiaofan nodded, stood up, and then bowed to the two ancestors. Stepping on the void, heading out into the sky.

When you come to the door of your own courtyard, the scenery is the same as before, and the things are the same. Falling to the ground, Fang Xiaofan walked towards the courtyard, and suddenly a figure walked out of the front yard, with a hint of surprise on his face.

"Master, you're back." At the gate of the front yard was Wang Lin, who had just come out of the stone room of the retreat a few days ago, ending their four-year retreat.

"Wang Lin, when did you come back?" Fang Xiaofan smiled slightly and walked forward, but he didn't expect that they were already over.

"It's been a few days." Wang Lin stood aside and said respectfully: "Master, the head of the sect asked me to go to Cangsong Peak tomorrow to participate in the exchange and competition with the Xuandao Sect, but the disciple has made slow progress in the past four years, and now he has only reached the third layer of condensation, and I am afraid that he will lose the prestige of the master." ”

"Three floors?" Fang Xiaofan looked at it intently, and it was indeed three layers of condensation, but when he thought of the plot in the novel, he smiled and said, "You just have to go, but remember not to leave your hands." "Wang Lin because of the Heavenly Reverse Bead, although it seems to be the third layer, the actual cultivation has reached the fourteenth layer, and it ranks first among the younger generation.

"Yes, master." Wang Lin nodded, turned around and prepared to leave.

After returning to the middle courtyard and thinking about it for a while, Fang Xiaofan went directly to the main hall to find Huanglong Zhenren, this competition is an opportunity for the Hengyue faction, if this group of Xuandao Sect disciples who came to the competition can be killed, then it will also weaken the strength of some Xuandao Sect. In the future, if the Xuandao Sect is in trouble, there will be less help, especially the old man Ouyang, whose cultivation is no worse than that of Huanglong Zhenren.

Finding Huanglong's real person, Fang Xiaofan said his thoughts, preemptively attacked, and then attacked. However, Huanglong Zhenren directly refused, in Huanglong Zhenren's opinion, if he acted rashly with unwarranted speculation, he would fall into the Hengyue faction and be in danger. Because the strength of the Hengyue faction is not as strong as the Xuandao Sect now, the other party has an excuse to attack the Hengyue faction.

Fang Xiaofan sighed, he knew the plot of the novel, but Huanglong Zhenren thought it was just his own guess. This time, Huang Long was a little stubborn, no matter how Fang Xiaofan persuaded him, he was unwilling to act rashly.

"Okay, since the senior brother is unwilling to make a move, then please strengthen the vigilance of your own sect, after this competition, the Xuandao Sect will inevitably attack my Hengyue." Since Huang Long can't be persuaded to take the initiative, then he can only be actively defended. In fact, this matter is more or less related to the fact that he did not succeed in getting a baby, if he was successful in getting a baby, Huang Long would not have so many scruples.

"This matter will be done according to what the junior brother said," Huang Long nodded and said: "As for the matter of killing the people of the Xuandao Sect who came to compete, I think it is better to be cautious, this matter is very important, and it is related to the survival of my Hengyue Sect." ”

Fang Xiaofan didn't speak, sighed, turned around and walked out of the main hall, since Huang Long refused to make a move in the name of the Hengyue faction, then he could only make a move alone. After all, he has not reached the Yuan Infant Stage, and he is not sure that he can deal with Pu Nanzi, so he can only weaken the strength of Xuandao Sect first.

The competition between the Hengyue Sect and the Xuandao Sect, Fang Xiaofan did not participate. However, Wang Lin swept the Xuandao Sect with his own strength, which also made Fang Xiaofan, the master, have a big face. However, Sun Dazhu's eyes when he looked at Wang Lin showed a trace of viciousness, and for Fang Xiaofan, he also had a lot of hatred in his heart.

It's just that during the competition, everyone knew one thing, that is, several Yuanying Ancestors of the Hengyue Sect had died on the battlefield outside the territory. And according to what Old Man Ouyang said, this was said by Pu Nanzi of the Xuandao Sect who came back from the extraterritorial battlefield, and he witnessed it with his own eyes.

As soon as the competition ended, Huanglong Zhenren was in a hurry to find Fang Xiaofan, and what the other party, Old Man Ouyang, said did not seem to be false. In this way, I am afraid that the Hengyue faction will really be as Fang Xiaofan said, it is already in danger. Pu Nanzi is a master of the Yuan Infant Stage, and if he suddenly attacks, the Hengyue faction will not be protected. However, Huanglong Zhenren didn't find Fang Xiaofan, so he could only wait in Fang Xiaofan's courtyard, and he already regretted that he didn't listen to Fang Xiaofan's previous advice.

On a large mountain a hundred miles away from the Hengyue Sect, a white figure stood in the air, his hands on his chest, his eyes closed, as if he was meditating, but this posture looked more like he was waiting for someone. And this person is Fang Xiaofan, and this road is also the only way for the Xuandao Sect to go back.

After a while, Fang Xiaofan's eyes opened, and the thousand-legged centipede that was more than 100 meters long slowly appeared in front of him, and the people sitting on the centipede were all members of the Xuandao Sect.

At this time, everyone in the Xuandao Sect couldn't help but feel a little depressed in their hearts because they lost the competition that they could have won, and suddenly saw someone blocking the way, and they couldn't help but be very angry.

"Who dares to block my Xuandao Sect's way, I don't know whether I live or die." An old man jumped up from the centipede, and without saying a word, he stabbed towards Fang Xiaofan with a sword. This old man is Qin Gulei, the elder of the Xuandao Sect, who lost the competition this time, and killed the uninteresting person in front of him, and he can also relieve the feeling of depression in his heart a little.

A sneer appeared on Fang Xiaofan's face, and he slowly stretched out his palm of his hand, and then grabbed it at Qin Gulei.

Qin Gulei's face changed greatly, and he immediately felt a huge force pulling him, increasing his original speed by several times. Qin Gulei flew towards the white-clothed man in front of him, but his hand holding the sword did not have the slightest strength, and slowly drooped down.

"Click."

Fang Xiaofan grabbed the throat of Qin Gulei who was rushing over, and with a force in his hand, the latter was crooked in the neck, and he died of anger.

The people of the Xuandao Sect were shocked, they hadn't seen this person before, but it was obviously not a good stubble, and it was still aimed at them, but they didn't know this person at all.

Taking out the Zhuxian Sword from the Qiankun bag, Fang Xiaofan swung his sword towards the thousand-legged centipede without reservation, and the monstrous aura of the huge sword qi carrier swept towards the huge centipede.

The faces of Old Man Ouyang and the others changed drastically, and several people immediately joined forces to cast a spell, forming a white round shield in front of the centipede, but the terrifying aura on the opposite side made them feel a trace of despair.

"Bang!"

The white round shield was disintegrated in an instant, and the sword qi directly slashed at the centipede's body, and then instantly impacted the people of the Xuandao Sect on it.

"The master of the Yuan Infant Stage!"

Old Man Ouyang said this sentence in horror at a moment before he died, and the strength of this blow was completely comparable to that of a monster in the Yuan Infant Stage.

The centipede was directly killed, and the people on it barely survived. The gap in rank is too big, and even if it is an ordinary blow in the realm of the late stage of the Great Perfection of the Yudan, it is something that these people cannot resist, let alone a blow with all their strength.

It's just that these people don't understand until they die, why is this?

Looking at the corpses of everyone on the ground, Fang Xiaofan's body jumped up, stepped on the void, and galloped towards the sky.

It's just that as Fang Xiaofan left, a woman on the ground slowly raised her head, with blood on the corner of her mouth. This person is none other than Liu Mei, because he stood in the last row and was not fatally injured. However, his eyes were looking at the sky, revealing a hint of a smile......