Three days have passed in a flash, and in the past few days, why don't you hate to live in the Qingsong Courtyard, cultivate your body and mind, and practice the 'yin' yang cultivation and transformation skills and the divine dragon refining body with peace of mind. （WWW.800book）

Being in a treasure land, above the spiritual veins, the aura and the heaven and earth yuan power are extremely abundant, so that He Wuxi's strength is progressing extremely fast.

Tang Bao is only interested in eating spiritual food and watching beautiful 'women' every day, and of course, sleeping is also one of his biggest hobbies.

Xiao Qinglong has been staying quietly in the courtyard these days, while Xiao 'Mao' Ball is very busy, and he has to go to the courtyard halfway up the mountain every day.

Every time it came back, it would drag a large bag of delicious spirit fruits, covered with 'lip' prints.

Such a peaceful and comfortable life is such a luxury for He Wuxian and others, but it is a portrayal of the disciples of Furong Sha for many years.

Since he entered the Furong Temple that day and made Zhao Wucheng ugly in public, he has not appeared again in the past three days.

Afterwards, He Wuxian also inquired, only to learn that Zhao Wucheng was not a disciple of Furong Sha, but a disciple of the flying fan 'door'.

The relationship between the flying fan 'door' and the Furong Temple is good, and Zhao Wucheng also came to the Furong Temple as a guest this time, waiting to watch Lan Yawen refining the Xuanshuang Sword.

After hearing the words 'door', a sneer couldn't help but appear on the corner of He Wuxian's mouth.

When she was in the 'jade' capital, Wang Qian brought a young man with a folding fan to take revenge.

That Senior Brother Li was a disciple of the Flying Fan 'Gate', and he was extremely arrogant, which made He Wuxian remember it vividly.

Zhao Wucheng is also a disciple of the flying fan 'door', and he acts domineeringly, has a narrow heart, and wants to face each other with a sword if he disagrees.

As a result, He Wuxi's dislike for the sect 'gate' of the flying fan 'gate' suddenly rose to the extreme.

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On a peak near Furong Mountain, there are several quiet and elegant courtyards.

These annexes are all built by the Furong Temple, and the special "door" is used to entertain friends from other "doors", so as to show the warm hospitality, harmony and friendliness of the Furong Temple.

In a huge courtyard, there were only three people living in the study, discussing things.

The leader was a thin, bamboo-like middle-aged man, dressed as a scribe and pretentious with a folding fan in his hand.

The other two are young men, one of them is Zhao Wucheng, and the other is also a disciple of the Flying Fan 'Gate', Zhao Wucheng's junior disciple.

At this time, Zhao Wucheng and his junior brother Li Fang were clasping their fists at the middle-aged man and saluting: "Welcome to the master." ”

The middle-aged man sat upright on the Taishi's chair, raised his hand slightly to signal the two disciples to be exempt, and then looked at Zhao Wucheng solemnly and asked, "Shizun originally planned to come to Furong Temple to observe Elder Lan Yawen's refining after half a month, but Wucheng, you urgently summoned the teacher to come over, what happened?"

As soon as he said this, Zhao Wucheng's face was full of grief and indignation, his eyes looked at the direction of Furong Mountain with resentment, and he told the events of the day in detail. 800.800BOOK

Of course, Zhao Wucheng's words added fuel to the fire, saying that He Wuxian was a hooligan who pestered Mei Qinghan, and he was a righteous man who acted righteously, but was beaten instead.

After listening to him tell what happened, the middle-aged man suddenly looked at the 'yin' owl, slapped the table with anger on his face, and shouted angrily: "'Bastard' boy, what a bold man! He dares to be wild in front of the chief disciple of my Flying Fan 'Gate' and bully the majesty of my Flying Fan 'Door'! Is it true that Luo Changting is a vegetarian?"

In addition to being angry, Luo Changting did not forget to ask Zhao Wucheng: "Wucheng, have you investigated the origin of this son? Which sect's disciple' dares to be so arrogant?"

Zhao Wucheng's face suddenly showed a sneer, and he reported to Luo Changting: "Master, the disciple has learned about the origin and news of this son from Mei Qinghan. This son's name is He Wuxian, and he is not a disciple of any sect', but just the grandson of the city lord of Pearl Island. There were three of them, and besides him there was a fat man, a little monster with white hair......"

Without waiting for Zhao Wucheng to finish speaking, Luo Changting angrily slapped the table with one palm, and his eyes flashed with fierce light.

"Hmph! I thought it was a young man from a 'door' sect? It turned out to be just a little turtle in the middle of nowhere! A little turtle dared to insult my face as a flying fan of the 'door', it was really a way to kill himself!"

Hearing Luo Changting's words, seeing him so angry, Zhao Wucheng couldn't help but feel proud in his heart.

He is the chief inner 'door' disciple of the Flying Fan 'Gate', and Master Luo Changting is an elder of the Gong Transmission Sect, and he is also a third-level martial arts powerhouse.

Because his grandfather punished the elders with kindness to Luo Changting, Luo Changting doted on him very much, but whenever he encountered problems, Luo Changting would do his best to solve them.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wucheng's heart couldn't help sneering.

"Hmph, why no hate, why no hate, this time my master came forward, see that you still dare to be arrogant in front of Lao Tzu? With the strength of my master, I will crush you to death with one finger. ”

Both the master and apprentice were extremely angry about this matter, and even the junior brother Li Fang was scolding endlessly, eager to kill He Wuxian in person and avenge Zhao Wucheng's anger.

Immediately after, the three of them sneered and discussed, how to deal with He Wuxian.

"Master, you are a strong martial artist, and now you are not only a guest in Furong Temple, but also a senior master. Therefore, it is not convenient for you to take action directly in this matter. ”

Although Zhao Wucheng was angry, he was not a brainless person, and his mind was vicious and 'insidious', so he quickly thought of a way.

"Master, the disciple thought of a way to kill He Wuxian logically. He Wuxian's own strength is also unfathomable, so we can start from the people around him, and when the time comes, provoke him to fight back, and at the critical moment, Master Venerable, you will make another move, and kill that little miscellaneous in one fell swoop. ”

"In this way, even if we kill He Wuxian in the Furong Temple, it is also our business, and it will not affect the relationship between this 'door' and the Furong Temple. ”

Hearing Zhao Wucheng's words, Luo Changting's eyes burned and he thought for a moment, then nodded with satisfaction: "Okay! Wucheng, you are really resourceful, and you didn't hurt you in vain as a teacher, so this matter will be done." ”

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On Furong Mountain, in the Inviting Moon Palace, the big 'door' of the secret room deep underground opened.

After three days of recuperation, the 'jade' and 'bed' of the 10,000-year-old cold really exerted a powerful effect, allowing Bai Yan to wake up.

At this time, Luo Xue was holding Bai Yan's arm and helping him out of the secret room.

After the warm treatment of the 10,000-year-old cold 'jade' and 'bed', Bai Yan's qi 'color' and strength have recovered a lot.

He was still a little weak, but at least he was able to move freely.

Luoxue helped him, left the Invitation Moon Palace, and walked towards the Qingsong Courtyard.

The Moon Invitation Hall is located on the west side of Furong Mountain, and the Green Pine Courtyard is on the south side of the mountain, and there is a distance of about three miles between them.

When the two of them were halfway there, they happened to pass by a verdant bamboo forest.

Just when Luoxue told Bai Yan with pity on his face, asking him to pay attention to rest, and Bai Yan was always silent, a figure appeared from the bamboo forest.

This figure came extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed out of the bamboo forest, swept a distance of ten zhang, and blocked in front of the two of them.

At the foot is a tree-lined path, which can only accommodate two children, Bai Yan and Luoxue.

The man who came was a tall young man, about eighteen or nineteen years old, and his face was full of ferocity that blocked the way, and Bai Yan and Luoxue had to stop.

"Heh, you're the monster that came out of the dragon's belly?"

"Look at your young age, you are full of gray hair, you are definitely not a good kind at first glance, a monster like you should not live in the world!"

The young man was Li Fang, he glared at Bai Yan with disdain and hatred on his face, and while opening his mouth to insult Bai Yan, he also stretched out his hand to pull his long snow-white hair.

Although Bai Yan didn't quite understand Li Fang's words, the undisguised expression of hatred on Li Fang's face, as well as the hostile movements, made Bai Yan's expression sink, and his eyes were full of coldness.

He tilted his head slightly, took a step back, and dodged Li Fang's hand, did not catch his hair, and glared at Li Fang with a gloomy look.

But Li Fang was unrelenting, pointed at Bai Yan's nose with a sneer, and scolded angrily: "You little bastard, you dare to stare at me? Demons and monsters like you, even if you live in the world, you will only harm the people and kill innocents indiscriminately! Today, Lao Tzu is going to kill the demons and kill you for the sake of the heavens!"

As he spoke, Li Yi stretched out his right hand, and the strength of the eighth-level martial artist burst out, condensed into a fist, and blasted towards the white flames fiercely.

Although Bai Yan still didn't understand Li Fang's words too much, for some reason, when he heard the words demon and demon that Li Fang said, Bai Yan's eyes suddenly became cold and cruel.

In his clear eyes, there was a raging white flame, revealing a strange and bloodthirsty aura.

There seemed to be an inexplicable force that moved in his body, making him unable to control his body, his hands clenched into fists, and his bones creaked.

He clenched his teeth, trying his best to resist the inexplicable power, but his eyes and expression gradually became hideous and bloodthirsty.

Seeing Li Fang's punch coming, Bai Yan pursed his lips, his eyes bloomed with a monstrous murderous aura, and his body flashed, and he narrowly dodged it.

Seeing that Bai Yan was able to dodge the bombardment of his fist, Li Fang was a little surprised, but the movements in his hands did not stop, and he swung his fist again, carrying a distance of 80,000 catties, and blasted towards Bai Yan's 'chest'.

At this moment, Bai Yan's face and eyes showed a strange hideousness and bloodthirstiness.

He suddenly stretched out his right hand, his palm wrapped in a white 'colored' flame, and blasted out towards Li Fangzheng with a fist.

"Bang!"

In the dull crashing sound, two fists, one large and one small, slammed into each other fiercely.

The white flames instantly pierced Li Fang's fist and went straight to his palm.

However, only a crisp sound of "click" was heard, and Bai Yan was hit by a majestic force of 80,000 catties, his wrist and shoulder were broken at the same time, and his body flew out upside down.

"Poof!"

The white flame was blasted three feet away, and fell heavily on the path paved with bluestone slabs, smashing the slabs into pieces.

His body rolled on the ground a few times before stopping, he struggled to get up, a wisp of red blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his right arm hung limply, already heavily injured.

After all, he was only a child of about twelve years old, and in order to suppress the Purple Fire of the Angry Sun, his strength was exhausted, and he still failed to recover, and his body was still very weak.

Under the full force of the bombardment, how could he possibly beat Li Fang, an eighth-level martial artist?

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