Ling Jingyao looked at him with a look of suspicion.

The dialect had no meaning to explain, staring thoughtfully into the distance.

"What are you going to do now?" Ling Jingyao asked.

Fang Yan glanced at her and said, "I should have asked you this." ”

Ling Jingyao looked melancholy and couldn't speak.

Without Qingzhu Pavilion, where should she go?

She suddenly felt a little flustered, because she found that without Qingzhu Pavilion, she didn't know what to do, and she didn't know how to live.

"The Spirit Hall has become like this, Ling Tianchen will definitely be angry with you, if you leave the island, it will also be unsafe." Fang Yan looked at her and said, "If you want to stay in this sea, you can only stay on this island." ”

Ling Jingyao's heart moved slightly, and she suddenly turned her head to look at him, waiting for him to continue.

"Come out of here with me." The dialect hesitated for a moment, but still said the sentence.

Ling Jingyao looked at him in a daze, and after a moment, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, a very satisfied smile.

"When you go to land, you can go to find your master, and you can also see the scenery on land."

Ling Jingyao didn't speak, and I didn't know if she agreed.

Seeing that she was silent, Fang Yan wanted to continue to say something, and as soon as his lips opened, his brows furrowed, and he looked towards the sky in the distance.

A figure rushed towards him, and soon appeared in front of him.

The master of the Giant Spirit Gate, Baifeng Mountain.

"Brother in tongues." Bai Fengshan looked at Fang Yan with a sigh on his face, his expression was a little complicated.

"Lord of the White Gate, who are you?" Fang Yan looked puzzled. Obviously, I don't understand, at this time, what is Baifeng Mountain doing here?

"Brother Dialect, I'll see if you need help." Seeing that there was not the slightest worry on Fang Yan's face, Bai Fengshan felt more and more that this matter had something to do with the old pavilion master of Qingzhu Pavilion, and secretly said that he had really not made a mistake this trip.

If the old pavilion master of Qingzhu Pavilion comes back, I am afraid that Qingzhu Pavilion will soar directly to the first position.

"Help?" Fang Yan frowned.

Bai Fengshan pointed to the mess in front of him and said, "If Brother Fang Yan needs help, the Giant Spirit Gate can help." ”

Fang Yan was a little surprised, as if he couldn't understand Bai Fengshan's intention to do this. However, he didn't say much, and set his eyes on Ling Jingyao.

Ling Jingyao greeted Bai Feng Mountain slightly, and then said softly: "White Door Master, thank you for your kindness, however, Qingzhu Pavilion does not need assistance for the time being. ”

Bai Fengshan was slightly stunned, but quickly came back to his senses and said, "If the Ling Pavilion Lord is in need, you can come to the Giant Spirit Gate to find me at any time." ”

"Thank you, Lord Baimen." Ling Jingyao said gratefully, although she didn't know why the other party was so enthusiastic, but after all, the other party was here to help Qingzhu Pavilion, so she naturally had to be polite.

"Pavilion Master Ling doesn't have to be polite, speaking seriously, I also need to thank Brother Fang Yan for helping me avenge my great revenge." The Lord of the White Door waved his hand and said, "I won't bother the two of you, Brother Fangyan, no matter what you need, even if you come to the Giant Spirit Gate to find me, as long as I can help, I will not refuse." ”

With that, as soon as his body moved, he wanted to leave.

"The White Door Master ......"

But at this moment, the dialect spoke.

"Dialect brother, please speak." Bai Fengshan's heart was overjoyed, and his body stopped in a hurry.

He would choose to come to Qingzhu Pavilion at this time, naturally it was not without reason. Through Fang Yan's previous behavior, he could probably judge what Fang Yan should still rely on, otherwise, even if he borrowed his courage, he would not dare to destroy the Spirit Hall in that state.

And the one who relied on him could guess a little, eighty percent was the old pavilion master of Qingzhu Pavilion.

So, after thinking about it for a while, he decided to make friends with the dialect at this time. With the strength shown today in tongues, he is fully worthy of his friendship.

He asked himself if he fought with the dialect, he was not sure what he could take advantage of him, on the contrary, there was a great possibility of dying at his hands.

As for whether he could survive in Ling Tianchen's hands, it was not something he could care about. However, even if he didn't survive, he didn't have much to lose. But if he survives, it is not to be underestimated.

Judging by his current strength, his future potential is undoubtedly huge. Since he can't help him, he naturally has to find a way to make friends. Even if you can't make friends in depth, it's good to at least ease the relationship between the two.

"Lord of the White Gate, I remember that there is a restaurant in Qingzhu Pavilion that seems to be under the door of the Giant Spirit Gate now." Fang Yan looked at him and said, "I don't know if it is inconvenient for the master of the White Gate to return this restaurant to Qingzhu Pavilion?" ”

Hearing this, Bai Fengshan did not hesitate at all, and immediately said: "No problem, Brother Fangyan, I will arrange it immediately, and you can send someone to receive it later." ”

"In that case, thank you to the White Gate Master." Fang Yan laughed.

"Brother Dialect is polite." Bai Fengshan said: "Brother Fangyan, the Giant Spirit Gate has also received the other two shops of the Qingzhu Pavilion before, and today it will be returned to the Qingzhu Pavilion together, and I hope that the Lord of the Ling Pavilion will not be surprised." ”

"The White Gate Master said with a smile, I am grateful that you can return these shops to Qingzhu Pavilion." Ling Jingyao wanted to say something to refuse, but after thinking about it, she still didn't say it.

Although she was ready to disband the Qingzhu Pavilion, if these shops could come back, they could at least give her disciples a place to live.

Bai Fengshan smiled, said another polite word, and left.

Almost at the same time that Baifeng Mountain disappeared into the distance, there was another sound of breaking wind in the other direction, and immediately after, a middle-aged Confucian appeared in front of the two of them.

"Brother Fang, do you remember me?" As soon as the middle-aged Confucian student's figure settled, he greeted Fang Yan with a smile, and his demeanor was full of respect.

"Naturally, I remember." Fang Yan nodded slightly, this middle-aged Confucian was an elder of the Golden Daowu, and he had come to woo him when he first came to this island.

"It's an honor to be able to memorize the dialect." The middle-aged Confucian also looked at Fang Yan with a complicated expression, and said, "Brother Fang, what you did today is really surprising. ”

Fang Yan smiled faintly and did not speak.

The middle-aged Confucian sighed secretly, feeling a little bitter in his heart. He saw it with his own eyes when Fang Yan entered the soul realm, and he never thought that one day, this young man would destroy the spirit hall to this point.

He didn't expect that this young man's growth rate would be so amazing, and in just a few months, he would be able to destroy the entire Spirit Hall by himself.

Looking at Fang Yan's puzzled gaze, he perked up and said straight to the point: "Brother Fang, Pavilion Master Ling, a few years ago, the Golden Daowu borrowed two shops from your family, and today we will return them together." ”

"Oh?" There was some surprise in the dialect.

"Brother Fang, Pavilion Master Ling, you can send someone to receive it later." After the middle-aged Confucian finished speaking, he took out a cloth bag from his body and handed it over: "Pavilion Master Ling, the Golden Daowu knows that the reorganization of the Qingzhu Pavilion requires a lot of money, this is a little bit of the meaning of the Golden Daowu, and I hope that the Pavilion Master Ling will accept it." ”

Fang Yan glanced at Ling Jingyao and did not speak.

Ling Jingyao was also a little surprised, and seemed a little hesitant, as if she didn't know whether to accept the other party's Yuanshi.

Fang Yan stretched out his hand and took the bag of yuan stones, and said, "Say hello to your dock master for me." ”

The middle-aged Confucian nodded hurriedly, and after saying a few polite words, he got up and left.

Not long after the middle-aged Confucian left, the golden old monster of the Luoyun Sect rushed over again.

And the purpose of the golden old monster is the same as the middle-aged Confucian in front of him, and he is also to return the shop that he snatched from Qingzhu Pavilion back then.

Fang Yan was a little surprised at first, but soon understood it, and he couldn't cry or laugh.

It can be seen from the nervous reaction of these forces that they are very worried that the dialect will go after them. By means of dialects, there is probably no force on this island that can withstand his crazy blow.

Therefore, these forces are very interested in handing over the shop that stole Qingzhu Pavilion in the first place. If they could exchange two shops for the peace of the entire force, they would naturally not be able to ask for it.

In half an hour, the forces that had robbed the Qingzhu Pavilion shops before were very knowledgeable and sent people back to return those shops, and at the same time as returning these shops, they all gave some yuan stones more or less.

And for these yuan stones, the dialect was not polite at all, and accepted them all.

Ling Jingyao looked at the dozen bags of Yuan Shi in front of Fang Yan, and was in a trance for a while. She didn't expect that one day, these shops in Qingzhu Pavilion would actually be able to return to her hands. She didn't expect these shops to come back in such a way.

"Are you still planning to disband the Green Bamboo Pavilion now?" Fang Yan looked at her and asked.

Ling Jingyao responded silently and did not speak.

"All the shops in Qingzhu Pavilion have been recovered, and it is not difficult to return to the previous scale." Fang Yan said softly.

Ling Jingyao looked up at him and said, "Brother Fang, do you think I should be disbanded?" ”

Fang Yan shook his head and said, "This matter can only be decided by yourself, and no one can make decisions for you." ”

Ling Jingyao fell silent again.

She also knew that with these shops, coupled with the deterrent power brought by Fang Yan's behavior today, Qingzhu Pavilion would have a very smooth journey in the future. However, for some reason, the thought of reorganizing Qingzhu Pavilion made her feel a little physically and mentally exhausted, as if there was an invisible pressure all over her body, which made her a little breathless.

Qingzhu Pavilion was gone, she thought she would be sad, but she suddenly found that although she was sad, she had a sense of relief in her heart, and she was relaxed.

At this moment, Qiao Yue walked over cautiously with a few disciples.

"Elder, Pavilion Master, everything has been taken care of, what should we do now?" Qiaoyue asked.

Ling Jingyao looked up at her, her eyes struggling slightly. After a while, she finally decided something, bit her lip and said, "Pass the order, all the disciples will be disbanded on the spot, and from now on, there will be no more Qingzhu Pavilion on Linglong Island." ”