Although a little bit of the limelight.

But in the eyes of many knowing cultivators, Fang Yuan was just a Qi cultivator.

Even if it has a strength comparable to building a foundation, it can't be cultivated, and it hasn't attracted much attention after all.

The world of cultivating immortals is like a big wave sweeping sand, some people rise, some people fall, and every moment there are new heroes who are famous and famous.

Fang Yuan broke through this period of retreat and disappeared, and now he has slowly faded out of the field of vision of many monks.

Except for a few who are thinking about the lucrative rewards under the Wanted.

Others have long forgotten about him.

A little vain, Fang Yuan didn't care too much.

After learning this information,

He had a plan in his heart and decided to leave Qingzhou, a place of right and wrong.

The Extreme Yang Sect's station in this place has been lost, and the three major forces to which Qingzhou now belongs are enemies rather than friends.

Staying here any longer and being found may be unnecessarily troublesome.

Moreover, by the chance of this trip, the foundation of cultivation has been laid, and staying here will not help the cultivation.

However, he was not ready to return to the sect, but was ready to find a suitable place to retreat for a while.

Although his cultivation was in the middle stage of foundation building, in fact, after the breakthrough, he had not yet had time to cultivate the foundation building chapter of the Henghuo True Sutra.

Many of the methods recorded in the exercises have not been mastered.

There is still a lot of room for improvement.

What's more, his strength has improved too quickly, and when he returns to the same door, he will inevitably be explored by people with a heart.

Although the sect does not interfere with the opportunities of its disciples, it is inevitable that people will be jealous.

The heart of defense is indispensable.

Some troubles can be avoided, and it is better to avoid them naturally.

In this way, where to go is a question.

Fang Yuan pondered the right place.

"Quanzhou, Dongyang Valley is a good place, it is close to here, and the road is not far away......"

He first thought of the Dongyang Valley Baicao Garden, which had been stationed for five years.

There is the Extreme Yang Sect, there is a second-order spiritual vein, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and it is quite good.

However, it is a pity that Lin Qianshan, who had a master-apprentice relationship with Fang Yuan, was also transferred not long after he left.

If he went there rashly, it was a question of whether the Monk Tsukiji there would accept him.

"Maybe there's a better place to go......"

Suddenly, Fang Yuan remembered something, and a look of remembrance appeared in his eyes.

"When I left home and went back, my hometown voice has not changed, and my sideburns have declined. Since there is nowhere to go, it is better to go home. ”

He remembered his hometown in this world, the Pingling Mountain Range where the Fang Clan's Immortal Clan was located.

After a farewell year, the past is like a moment.

When he was a teenager, he resolutely left his family and joined the sect thousands of miles away to seek the avenue.

Now that the foundation has been built, it is time to go back.

People are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless, the Fang clan of the Pingling Mountain Range has his memories and beauty for more than ten years.

The elders and friends in the family are not bad to him, on the contrary, they are very favorable, which is worth remembering.

Although since he joined the sect, the connection with the family has become weaker.

But when he left, the old patriarch gave him five hundred spirit stones as his cultivation needs when the family finances were not sufficient.

Such kindness, remembered.

Now that he has returned to the family, he can also repay some affection.

And it seems that the old patriarch is very old, so many years have passed.

If there is no new foundation building monk in the family, I am afraid that there will be some turmoil and trouble.

When he goes back at this time, he can also deter the younger generations and keep the family peaceful.

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan harnessed the light and rushed towards the southwest border of Qingzhou.

The Pingling Mountains are far away in the land of Chuzhou, and the road is far away.

But for him now, it's nothing.

At the speed of the Tsukiji Monk, he would be able to cross several states and return to his family in less than a month.

Not long after Fang Yuan left, among the several monks lying on the ground, some of them were the first to wake up.

Then he woke up the rest of the people with a somewhat embarrassed face, and they looked at each other and looked at each other.

I don't know why I'm lying here.

There is not a single cent about the memory of the past.

These people were not harmed except for being captured and searched for souls.

Fang Yuan was not a person who killed indiscriminately, he learned useful news, erased relevant memories, and did not kill the killer.

These people couldn't find the reason, and then guessed that it might be a high-ranking monk who made a move.

A sense of happiness flashed on his face for the rest of his life, and he left quickly without looking back.

……

A few days later, on the border of Qingzhou, a rainbow of light turned into a rainbow and disappeared from the sky.

Behind him, several figures with equally powerful breaths glanced at them fearfully, and did not catch up again.

Fang Yuan felt a few breaths behind him, and did not chase after him again, he breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did he lower his speed.

Most of the monks in Qingzhou today are disciples of the three major forces of the Reverse Immortal Sect, the Demon Flame Sect, and the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

The time for the opening of the cave is coming,

Although the Extreme Yang Sect was defeated and even the station was lost, there was still the possibility of a comeback.

Therefore, the people of the three major forces still united and did not relax in the slightest.

During this time, the supervision was even stricter, and all strange high-ranking monks were expelled from the country to ensure that nothing went wrong.

Because of this,

Although Fang Yuan disguised himself and changed his appearance, he was still discovered.

To this end, four monks from the early stage of foundation building were also dispatched to chase all the way.

Fang Yuan fought with him in a hurry, without too much love and fighting.

With one enemy and four enemies, they fought and retreated, and finally went out of the Qingzhou border.

Maybe it was because he saw that the other party was too difficult, and he took the initiative to leave this place.

The men did not chase after them again.

There was no deep hatred, and they didn't associate the strange monk in front of them with the Extreme Yang Sect cultivator who killed Han Yanxin half a year ago.

Plus a few people shot for a while, but they couldn't take this person.

It can be seen that the other party's cultivation is profound.

There are no conflicts of interest, and no one wants to do thankless things.

Of course, if they knew that a Qi cultivator half a year ago had actually been promoted to Foundation Building, and had become a mid-Foundation Building Cultivator.

Faster than their penance for many years, I'm afraid they won't let Fang Yuan go so easily.

It didn't happen, and it doesn't need to be said.

After Fang Yuan drove away from Qingzhou, he was not in a hurry.

This time, I took this opportunity to travel to this great river and mountain.

The Jindan monk is not out, and in the Nanyue Immortal Cultivation Realm, Zhuji is already considered a master.

With his strength in the middle stage of foundation building, as long as he is not deliberately dying, there is no problem in wanting to protect himself.

……

So far, Fang Yuan has never relaxed.

Along the way, he traveled through the mountains and rivers, passing by the place where the prosperous county town was located, and he also became a mortal.

Listen to music and enjoy the food.

I also saw a lot of famous beauties in the world, and my horizons were broadened.

More than two months had passed, and Fang Yuan had not yet arrived at the Pingling Mountain Range, where the Fang Clan's Immortal Clan was located.

The journey, which should have taken more than a month, was spent nearly three months by him before he arrived at the nearby Sanjiang City.

Small kiosk

Sanjiang City is a mortal city.

The reason why it is named after this place is that there are three major rivers here: Baishui River, Luoshui River and Jiaxing River, which flow through and flow here.

Sanjiang City was built according to this, and the water transportation was developed and prosperous.

Fang Yuan escaped from afar, turned into a mortal, and entered the city.

"Sell cooking cakes, fragrant cooking cakes, a big buckle!"

"Sugar gourd, sweet and sour sugar gourd, take a look!"

The merchants and vendors walking the streets and alleys in the city, shouting one after another, Fang Yuan sat on the second floor of the restaurant, looking at the lively city.

A hint of remembrance flashed in his eyes.

This place is not far from the Fang Clan's Immortal Clan.

He also visited this place when he was a child.

After so many years, the memory has long been blurred.

Many places are also different from people.

Sitting in front of the window and looking at this lively red dust world, I fell into a trance.

"Recently, this Sanjiang City has been a lot more lively!"

"But isn't it, this year's annual Sanjiang tide is coming!"

"The wonders of the tide of the three rivers are famous all over the world, and no one in the surrounding states knows it!"

"It's miles and miles, a year ago I passed by the three rivers city, the three rivers tide, falling from the sky, the vast soup, the spectacular scenery is shocking, the memory is still fresh, the memory is still fresh!"

"Is it really that spectacular?"

"This time, I'm going to see the world's famous spectacle!"

"Haha, that can't be missed, tomorrow at noon, it's the view of watching the tide, you have to occupy a good place!"

was opened, and the voices of conversation in the inn came and went.

"Three rivers tide?" When Fang Yuan heard these people talking, he couldn't help but be a little interested.

He was naturally familiar with this world-famous spectacle.

It's a pity that I haven't seen it, and I learned all kinds of knowledge in the family when I was young.

Immortal cultivators are far away from the world, so they have not been to this Sanjiang City a few times.

There are only a few memories in my memory, and they all come and go in a hurry.

Now that I hear about this great tide,

I plan to see it with my own eyes, but I regret it.

The eighteenth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar

Fang Yuan, dressed in green clothes and a lupine scarf, was standing on top of the Sanjiang Dam like a scholar, looking at the sky.

At this time, the Sanjiang Dam was already crowded with people and the sea could not be drained.

"So many people are in the way, how can you see clearly!"

"Yes! yes, the tall guy in front, you squat! You're in the way! ”

"It's my business, I don't like to watch it!"

There were shouts and curses in the crowd, and some people were even lifted and thrown out!

The person who was thrown out was disgraced and scolded, but he didn't dare to say anything, the people who came and went were all people from the rivers and lakes, and the person who could throw him out could not afford to offend.

Looking at the crowd of people in front of him, Fang Yuan didn't care, the people who cultivated immortals were deaf and clear-sighted, and the terrain here was high, so they could see clearly.

There is no intention of exposing one's identity and cultivation in front of a group of mundane mortals.

He stood relatively far back, and there were only a few people around him, and he was quiet.

"The tide is coming, the tide is coming!"

I don't know who shouted, and the crowd around them who were still pushing and shoving suddenly quieted down, and they all looked towards the place where the tide came.

Before seeing the shadow of the tide, I heard the sound of the tide first.

There was a loud rumbling sound in my ears, and the river was still calm. The sound became louder and louder, like beating the drums of war on all sides, deafening.

In the distance, a white line appeared on the foggy river surface, which quickly moved westward, just like "practicing the Hengjiang River, and raising the white rainbow on the flat sand".

Closer, the white line becomes a wall of water, gradually rising, "the tide is a little higher, and the mountains are crossed in the waves".

With the rapid advancement of a white wall, the tide came in front of him, with the momentum of ten thousand horses galloping, the power of thunder, unstoppable.

The monstrous tide, the waves crashing on the shore, and the rolled waves splashed in all directions.

Looking at the turbulent tide of the three rivers, Fang Yuan's pupils shrank, as if he was in the midst of the great forces of heaven and earth.

Even though he was already a foundation building monk and was powerful, he could easily destroy a hill and cut off a stream, but the endless tide of the vast soup still shocked his heart.

"True to its name!"

Under this tide, Fang Yuan was faintly infected by the power of this heaven and earth, and his soul was covered with a clear light, and he had a feeling of understanding his body.

The way of heaven is natural, and the cultivation of immortal cultivators is to comprehend the way of heaven and nature.

At this moment, the feelings in his mind continued to erupt and converge.

Fang Yuan closed his eyes and remained motionless in the tide of the three rivers.

The tide of the soup was reflected in his mind more clearly than ever before.

Under the oppression of the loneliness of this dreary world, a depression suddenly arose in my heart.

Time stands still, and at a certain moment, a wave of pride suddenly arises, and even that wisp of depression has turned into that pride fuel, blazing!

"The Sword Comes !!"

With a loud shout, it was like a thunderbolt exploding, and a long sword with its unsightly appearance had already appeared in Fang Yuan's hand.

Many feelings in my heart have turned into a sword, and the person and the sword are combined, and this sword is like a tide, like a thousand pounds.

It's not so much a sword move as a sword intent.

In this great tide generated by the nature of heaven and earth, Fang Yuan had an epiphany of the sword intent of water.

It is the same as the previous Lihuo Sword Intent, and it is the prototype of Sword Intent.

It is a little strange to say that he is practicing the fire type exercises, but at this moment, by chance, he has comprehended the opposite water sword intent.

However, it can also be understood that the artistic conception power of sword intent has little to do with the exercises that the monk himself majored in.

It's just a feeling.

With Fang Yuan's swing of this sword, the surrounding tide crashed against the dam, and the waves that drifted and fell suddenly rolled upside down.

Obviously, he didn't use the slightest True Yuan mana.

It's just a simple use of the flesh to swing this sword.

But the waves in the sky were still like being attracted by Fang Yuan's long sword, and the waves gathered and formed a wave within a radius of a few zhang!

"Haha, what a tide!"

"Turn the sword to summon the water, and cover the hand to call the tide~"

Accidentally comprehending this water sword intent made Fang Yuan can't help but feel a sense of freedom and heroism.

I couldn't help but blurt it out, which made people listen to the blood surging.

With a wave of his hand, the tide that gathered turned into a stream with the light of the sword, and finally the light was like a match, like a dragon rolling up the sky and sweeping towards the tide.

The wave born of the sword hit the tide of the three rivers, and the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded through the sky!

Ignoring the stunned eyes of the mortals on the side, his body broke through the air and turned into a rainbow.