On Fuyun Mountain.

Fu Cai'er's cries of pain have disappeared.

Li Tao, a true disciple, stood beside her, his face full of murderous intent, and said sharply:

"The second senior brother deceives people too much."

Fu Cai'er glanced at him, thought about it, and gently pulled his sleeve.

"Senior brother, don't blame the second senior brother, he may not know that we are engaged."

Betrothal.

Oh, yes.

Today, the family is here, and they are here to ask for relatives.

And so on –

Sister Cai'er said that she was engaged, did she already agree?

If the courtship is successful, she is her wife.

Can she be ridiculed at will?

She was humiliated, and she looked good on her face?

——How will you gain a foothold in the sect in the future?

As soon as he thought of this, Li Tao's killing intent became even stronger.

"Hmph, Senior Sister Cai'er, you wait here, I'll go get justice for you!"

Without waiting for Fu Cai'er to say anything to stop him, he pushed open the door, and his figure flashed and flew towards the back mountain.

After he left.

Fu Cai'er waited for a while before pushing the door out.

I saw an infant uncle standing outside the door.

"I've seen Uncle Shi."

Fu Cai'er hurriedly saluted.

Uncle Shi wanted to speak and stopped: "Li Tao ...... Are you going to get married? ”

"Uncle Shi, don't say that, I have nothing to do with Brother Li Tao," Fu Cai'er said with red eyes and a low voice: "He's just unfair for me." ”

Uncle Shi seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, straightened up, and said in a deep voice: "This time it was indeed Fang Yuming who did something wrong. ”

Fu Cai'er lowered her head weakly: "Maybe I usually ask my uncle for advice on cultivation, but he is a little unaccustomed to it and thinks that there is something wrong with my conduct." ”

Uncle Shi took two steps and muttered, "This kid himself preaches to many junior sisters every day, hiding his lustful heart, but slandering you as a seed of true seeking. ”

"This wind can't last."

"Well, I'll go myself."

Fu Cai'er was startled, and hurriedly waved her hand and said, "Don't." ”

"Why?" Uncle Shi asked.

"The second senior brother is a talent, I have always admired it, if he hadn't said me like this today, I would have thought-want-"

She was a little embarrassed, her face turned red, but in the end, she seemed to remember Fang Yuming's words, and her expression became extremely sad.

Uncle Shi said calmly: "You like him?" ”

"It's not there now, but let's ask Uncle Shi to let him go, I'll just bear these things alone." Fu Caier said.

Uncle Shi sighed and said, "Cai'er, you are just too kind, this is not good." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he had already rushed to the sky.

Only Fu Caier was left in the same place.

Her eyes were blank, her face was still sad, but the corners of her mouth had curled imperceptibly.

……

The other side.

Fang City.

Bai Zongmang, the head of Fuyun, took the two Supreme Elders, hiding in the corner of the wall, looking at the Yuelao Pavilion in the distance.

"Nineteen, blind date?" A Supreme Elder wondered.

"It's too early to be a Taoist monk, so distracted, how can you cultivate the Tao diligently and go straight to the clouds?"

Another Supreme Elder sighed.

Bai Zongmang was also a little disappointed.

"Qingyun is difficult, how many ordinary people in ancient and modern times have been mistaken by women."

"I think when I was nineteen years old, I was determined to forge ahead, practice with all my might, defeat all opponents, and become the leader of the sect."

"At that age, I never thought of finding a Taoist partner."

The two Supreme Elders couldn't help but nod slightly as they listened to the words of the master.

Fang Yuming.

This son is too anxious!

This kind of heart seems to be lacking in the next head.

"Why don't you think about a few other True Transmission disciples?"

"That's all there is to it."

"Alas, at a young age, I don't want to be motivated, but I am obsessed with women, and it will be difficult to get green from now on, but it's a pity, it's a pity!"

The three of them were feeling excited, but they saw a flying boat coming from far away and stopped in the sky above Fang Market in an instant.

A swordsman-wielding nun leaped down, collected the flying boat, and landed on the street.

After a moment's hesitation, she struck out a teleportation talisman.

"Huh? Isn't this Song Qingsi of the Qingcheng Sword Sect? ”

Elder Taishang said casually.

"Yes, she is the first person in the younger generation, her swordsmanship is unparalleled, and it is said that she will soon succeed to the position of the next head of Qingcheng." Another Supreme Elder said.

"It's a pity that our Fuyun Sect doesn't have such disciples." Bai Zongmang sighed.

As the three of them spoke, they flew into the sky and left the market.

Song Qingsi glanced back.

The three old men were just looking at themselves on the street corner.

- There should be no ill will.

After all, the streets are full of people looking at themselves.

But—

What about Fang Yumingren?

The door of the Yuelao Pavilion opened.

Fang Yuming walked out and bowed to Song Qingsi.

Song Qingsi returned the salute with a smile.

The two men said a few words, and then walked side by side into the street.

"Fang Daoyou, what problems do you have in your cultivation now?" Song Qingsi asked seriously.

Monks, cultivation is the best topic.

Feel free to discuss.

Wu Xiaode said casually: "What the elders said is very simple, I don't have any problems now, just practice step by step every day." ”

No problems?

The difficulty of cultivation is like climbing the road without a ladder.

Is Fang Yuming really so arrogant?

If so, there is no need to eat today's meal.

"You don't mind if I ask a few small questions about my cultivation." Song Qingsi said.

"Ask." Wu Xiaode said.

"You are in the Jindan Great Perfection Realm, how are you going to live the Infant Thunder Tribulation?" Song Qingsi said.

"Oh, that's it." Wu Xiaode said naturally.

The knowledge and secrets of all worlds are in the inheritance of the Emperor of Man and Sarina.

What's there to think about with a mere thunderstorm.

Song Qingsi raised her eyebrows, she only felt that this person was so big, but he didn't have any intention of showing off, as if he was stating a fact.

Then—

Boom!

Song Qingsi stretched out her hand and drew her sword, bursting out with a cold sword qi and turning into an afterimage.

The afterimage stopped.

Wu Xiaode pressed Song Qingsi's hand with his hand and said lightly:

"Song Daoyou doesn't have any murderous aura on him."

Song Qingsi suddenly laughed.

Her smile is like a proud snow and cold plum blooming in winter, moving and dazzling.

- As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

The secret sword of his own close-range assassination has killed countless evil monks, and no one can stop him.

He took it lightly.

He is a monk of the gods.

He is Jindan.

Jin Dan blocks the gods.

With this trick just now, it can be determined that he is not a bombastic person.

"How about another move?"

Song Qingsi said.

"No need," Wu Xiaode said frankly, "I personally have some experience in combat reactions, so it may not be fair to you to fight again." ”

Song Qingsi couldn't help but laugh.

The age difference is three years, and his cultivation is two realms behind, and he is still afraid that the fight will be "unfair to you".

"It's just one trick."

She couldn't help but say.

"Come on." Wu Xiaode was helpless.

Three hours have passed.

It's only twenty-one hours.

If he can't change Fang Yuming's fate trajectory, he will be wiped out by the law of fate.

In comparison, I'd rather fight the demons head-on.

But at this point, we can only go all out.

A flash of cold light.

The clash of swords echoed through the streets.

The law enforcement monks of Fang City hurriedly came, but saw a man and a woman in the field arching their hands in unison and said:

"I'm sorry, but my hands are itchy for a while, so don't blame me."

The law enforcement monks were a little angry, but quickly saw the two of them.

One is to transform the divine sword and cultivate Song Qingsi.

One is Fuyun True Transmission Fang Yuming.

Pipe a yarn.

"Forget it this time, next time I will invite the two Taoist friends to compete outside Fang City." Law Enforcement Monk Road.

"Thank you." Song Qingsi said.

"Definitely." Wu Xiaode also said.

The law enforcement friars are gone.

"Boy, swordsmanship isn't bad." Song Qingsi looked at the simple long sword on his waist and couldn't help but frown.

OK.

This kid didn't know where he learned swordsmanship, and he had such momentum when he drew his sword.

"I know a little bit about it, but in fact, what I'm good at is hand-to-hand combat."

Wu Xiaode explained.

Song Qingsi saw the knife on his waist again.

"What's the name of the sword?" She asked curiously.

"The name of the sword is Butterfly, and the name of the sword is Waste." Wu Xiaode said.

If what he's good at is hand-to-hand combat......

It's very compatible with me.

In terms of cultivation, there is no need to take the school exam, he is very strong.

- When the thunder tribulation is carried out, it is estimated that you can really pass the level just by fighting.

"My saber is called Xiushui." Song Qingsi introduced.

"Good sword." Wu Xiaode praised.

"Of course it's a good sword, and your sword is also very good." Song Qingsi said.

The two looked at each other.

Song Qingsi's heart jumped, and she silently used the magic trick, so that her face could not form a flush.

After walking for a while, the two stopped at a restaurant.

"Eat?" Wu Xiaode said.

"Okay." Song Qingsi said.

The two of them found a place by the window and sat down.

Finish ordering.

While waiting, tea was served first.

Song Qingsi took a sip and sighed, "It's the first time I've eaten alone with a male monk. ”

"Me too." Wu Xiaode also sighed and said.

Song Qingsi glared at him.

At this time, she had already tested Wu Xiaode's skills, and decided that he was not a boastful person, so she was naturally willing to have further relationships.

After a while, all the dishes ordered were served.

The two talked while eating, and became familiar with each other little by little.

When she was about to finish eating, Song Qingsi thought about it, took out a sword book and handed it to Wu Xiaode.

"This is your sect's swordsmanship?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"What do you think, how dare I spread the secret of my sect, this is the martial arts fighting technique that I obtained from an adventure." Song Qingsi said.

"Give it to me?"

"Yes, after all, this is the Dao method that leads directly to the Divine Transformation Period, you can refer to the practice, it is beneficial." Song Qingsi said.

Wu Xiaode read a few pages.

This secret book is really interesting, talking about melee combat moves, spells, knives, swords, spears, gourd and other techniques at various levels of cultivation, as well as the nineteen stages of cultivation.

That's enough to start a sect.

So this is the general record of the Demon Sect exercises that she snatched from the Demon Sect Holy Land when she stepped through the Ten Thousand Thousand Mountains.

"Well, I've got something for you, too." Wu Xiaode said.

He took out a jade slip, put it into the sword technique corresponding to the peak realm of the Transformation God in the Human Emperor Inheritance, and then handed it to Song Qingsi.

Song Qingsi swept her mind and said in surprise: "Swordsmanship!" ”

After a few glances, she put away the jade slip baby.

The two were about to continue talking, when they saw one monk after another falling from the street outside.

"Get out, Fang Yuming!"

Li Tao stood on the street, holding a long knife, and shouted angrily.

Followed by him were seven or eight disciples of the Fuyun Sect.

Everyone looks like they're eager to try.

Trouble is still coming!

"Your junior brother is so murderous, it seems that he really wants to kill you."

Song Qingsi had an expression of watching the play, and she didn't feel that there was anything to worry about.

That Li Tao only had the cultivation of the Jindan Initial Realm, and his mana fluctuated and was vain, and there were seven or eight flaws in his posture with a knife.

I just tried Fang Yuming's methods.

With Fang Yuming's strength, killing him is the same as playing.

"No way," Wu Xiaode sighed, "I missed him when humans evolved. ”

He beckoned to the street.

"Senior brother, have you eaten? Didn't eat and came to eat. ”

"Second senior brother, don't pretend, you dare to scold Cai'er-"

"What's your business?"

"She's my fellow."

"Bring me the marriage book."

"We're going to get engaged right now—"

"You bring her here, as long as she agrees to marry you in public, I will immediately apologize, and since then I have been in retreat in the sect, and twenty years will be out."

Twenty years is out!

Twenty years of retreat is tantamount to giving up all the power of the sect.

Li Tao was stunned, and even his anger disappeared a little.

Wu Xiaode was still smiling.

Fu Cai'er would never agree.

If she says yes—

Fang Yuming couldn't go out of retreat for 20 years, and she married Li Tao again.

- Then Fang Yuming's fate has completely changed!

I wish I could do that!

"Is that true?" Li Tao asked.

"I'm not going to tell you, I swear to God." Wu Xiaode said. (End of chapter)