Although Wang Wenguang said not to come to him if there was nothing special, Fang Zixuan still couldn't help but come, he came to make amends to Wang Wenguang.

Fang Zixuan was very lucky, he saw Wang Wenguang sitting on a bamboo chair in the front yard drinking tea, because there was also a woman in white opposite him, Ji Qianqian.

It's just that Wang Wenguang didn't seem to see Fang Zixuan, and was still chatting with Ji Qianqian over tea.

Ji Qianqian saw Fang Zixuan, so she said, "Zixuan, come to your master for something?"

Fang Zixuan smiled, and then he walked up to Wang Wenguang and said, "Master." ”

Wang Wenguang didn't seem to hear it, and he was still just slowly sipping tea.

At this time, Ji Qianqian also saw that there was something wrong between the two, so Ji Qianqian asked Fang Zixuan, "Zixuan, what's the matter, did you make Elder Wang angry?"

Fang Zixuan sneered: "Yes, I inadvertently made the master angry before, and now I am here to make amends." ”

Ji Qianqian heard this: "You, why did you make Elder Wang angry?"

The relationship between the two is really extraordinary, no, Ji Qianqian didn't know the whole story, and she was already biased towards Wang Wenguang's side. But when it comes to this matter, you really can't blame Wang Wenguang for being angry, Wang Wenguang is just thinking about him, but he seems to be a little arrogant.

"Elder Ji, I know that I have disappointed Master in this matter, so I will make amends now. Master, this is the ten jars of plum blossom spirit wine that I asked for from Elder Fu, although you have drunk it before, but I don't know where to find a better spirit wine, so I have no choice but to use this plum blossom spirit wine to honor you, Master. Fang Zixuan lowered his head, whispered his air, and then, with a wave of his left hand, ten wine jars were placed on the ground beside Wang Wenguang.

Wang Wenguang still ignored it.

It seems that Wen Guang is really angry this time, otherwise he wouldn't have treated Zixuan like this in front of me, hey, that's it, the Tianda favor owed to Zixuan before hasn't been repaid, so let me repay some interest first. Thinking of this, Ji Qianqian said to Wang Wenguang: "Elder Wang, since Zixuan is now sincerely making amends to you, in my opinion, you can forgive him." Zixuan, you are really, you can't make Elder Wang angry anymore in the future, you know?"

"Got it, I promise not to make Master angry again in the future. Fang Zixuan still lowered his head and whispered his air.

"Elder Wang, look. Ji Qianqian looked at Wang Wenguang and said.

Wang Wenguang drank a sip of spiritual tea before he spoke: "That's it, this time for the sake of Elder Ji's face, the wine will stay, and people will get out." ”

"Thank you, Master, thank you, Master, I'll get out right away. After Fang Zixuan finished speaking, he really rolled to the ground, and then rolled down the road down the mountain.

Since Wang Wenguang said this, it means that he forgives himself, but this is just for Ji Qianqian's face, otherwise, this matter is probably not so easy to end. Fortunately, I came today and came at another time, and if Ji Qianqian was not there, I was afraid that I would return empty-handed.

Seeing that Fang Zixuan really rolled down, Ji Qianqian couldn't help but laugh.

"Wen Guang, what the hell is going on, how could the good Zixuan make you angry?" asked Ji Qianqian.

"Hey, you'll know about it later. Forget it, don't mention him, I'm angry when I think of him. After Wang Wenguang finished speaking, he drank all the spiritual tea in the cup.

"Okay, then let's not talk about it. Ji Qianqian said softly, and then helped Wang Wenguang fill the empty teacup with a cup of spiritual tea.

In fact, when Ji Qianqian came to Wang Wenguang a few months ago, she found that Wang Wenguang seemed to be in a bad mood, so Ji Qianqian often came to accompany Wang Wenguang in the past few months. And until today, Ji Qianqian found out that the reason for Wang Wenguang's bad mood was actually Fang Zixuan, which made Ji Qianqian breathe a sigh of relief. It's not that Wang Wenguang himself has something on his mind, if Wang Wenguang has something on his mind, Ji Qianqian really doesn't know how to persuade him.

Fang Zixuan really rolled until the foot of the mountain before standing up, although it was very embarrassing to do so, but to be able to get Wang Wenguang's forgiveness, this embarrassment was nothing.

Looking in the direction of Qingxiufeng's front yard, Fang Zixuan was once again glad to have met Ji Qianqian this time, otherwise I really don't know how long Wang Wenguang would be angry, but, looking at the way he looked just now, although he said that he forgave himself, but it is estimated that the anger has not completely disappeared, and he still has to find Elder Fu to get a few jars of plum blossom spirit wine to honor the master.

Perhaps thanks to Ji Qianqian's company, Wang Wenguang's mood seems to be slowly improving, although he still doesn't have a good face for Fang Zixuan who was sent to the door, but at least he will scold Fang Zixuan a few words.

It's good to scold yourself, but I'm afraid that if he doesn't say a word to himself, that's fatal. Fang Zixuan said happily in his heart.

Sometimes Ji Qianqian is also there, looking at Wang Wenguang's attitude that is neither salty nor light, Ji Qianqian will also say two good words for Fang Zixuan. After all, Ji Qianqian's face is useful, and after helping Fang Zixuan say good things three times, Wang Wenguang's anger seems to have almost disappeared. This is, this makes Ji Qianqian very curious, what is it that makes Wang Wenguang angry for so long? He has been in Qingyunmen for so many years, and it is really the first time he has seen Wang Wenguang angry.

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and more than 12 years have passed unconsciously, and Fang Zixuan's cultivation has finally reached the realm of martial arts.

It's just that Fang Zixuan is not in a hurry to break through the realm of martial generals, firstly, Fang Zixuan's cultivation has not yet been consolidated; secondly, Fang Zixuan's golden law is only thirty percent of the realm, and it is still one percent behind the other four system laws, Fang Zixuan wants to make up for this golden law and use forty percent of the five elements law to impact the realm of martial generals; third, Fang Zifeng's five soul refining techniques have not completed the third layer. What's more, this time is still five years away from the seventeen years that Fang Zixuan told them at the beginning.

It's just that Fang Zixuan didn't have a clue about how to comprehend the golden law for a while.

Fang Zixuan's comprehension is amazing, but no matter how powerful his comprehension is, sometimes there must be an introduction, just like Fang Zixuan comprehended the fist intent from Wang Wenguang at the beginning, if it were not for Wang Wenguang's inspiration, it is estimated that Fang Zixuan has not comprehended the artistic conception until now.

A year later, it was Yuan Zihan who was the first to complete the third-level soul refining technique, because she had already cultivated five years earlier than Fang Zifeng's four others.

Unconsciously, the time has passed the seventeen years that Fang Zixuan had agreed with Yuan Zihan and the five of them, but Fang Zixuan has not yet comprehended the golden law, and the four of Fang Zifeng have barely finished cultivating the third layer of the soul refining technique, so Fang Zixuan said hello to the four of Fang Zifeng.

Soon, the summer of this year passed, and the pace of autumn also fell in Qingyunmen.

On this day, Fang Zixuan sat on Wusong Mountain.

Now it is Meng Qiu, the autumn wind is bleak, and in addition to some evergreen plants in Qingyunmen, the rest of the plants are golden.

Occasionally, some yellow leaves fell on Fang Zixuan's body with the wind, and Fang Zixuan didn't pay attention to it, and soon, these yellow leaves were blown away by the wind.

Maybe this autumn breeze was too comfortable, and Fang Zixuan's whole person suddenly became in a trance.

And in this trance, Fang Zixuan's heart suddenly swelled with a faint familiar feeling.

As if he was affected by a certain breath, Fang Zixuan's soul power involuntarily emanated.

Under the black soul power, Fang Zixuan seemed to see a world that was a little different from what he saw with his eyes, here, it was still golden everywhere, but Fang Zixuan also felt something a little special.