"Ling Yin, a disciple of the Leshui Sect, meet the Elder Fang of the Shoushan Sect!"

"Ye Xuanzhen, a disciple of the Leshui Sect, meet the Elder Fang of the Shoushan Sect......"

"Leshui Sect disciple Crane ...... Hehe, Second Prince Fang hasn't seen you for a long time......"

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Soon, four or five disciples of the Leshui Sect were summoned, stood in a row, and saluted to Fang Cun seriously.

At a glance, you can feel that their aura is magnificent, the qi is faintly floating, and the cultivation is very extraordinary, among them is a man in an ink robe, his eyes are black and white, blazing, and his face is a little arrogant, at a glance, you can feel that the qi and blood around him are condensed like mercury, and the mana is gloomy, it seems that he is already at the peak of the foundation building realm, and he is only one foot away from the condensing light realm.

And among these people, there is only one person, whose qi is not obvious, shrinking his head and shrinking his head, looking at Fang Cun and sneering.

It's not another one, but it's Fang Cun's classmate Crane Zhenzhang when he was in the Baixiang Academy in Liuhu City.

"Well, the disciples of the Leshui Sect are full of spirit, and they have a good temperament, and they have everyone's demeanor......"

Fang Cun sat there, deliberately looked at Crane Zhenzhang, and praised it.

No matter how this sounds, it sounds like a counter-argument.

The elder on the side heard this, and immediately glared at Crane Zhenzhang, so frightened that he immediately shrank his neck.

Fang Cun smiled, and said to the elders around him: "When I first arrived in your sect, when I saw these juniors, I couldn't shorten the number of courtesies!"

As he spoke, he asked Xiao Qingliu to take a few things and distribute them one by one.

In fact, at this time, Fang Cun didn't know what the Leshui Sect was doing when he called these disciples out, but he also had his own plans, since the Leshui Sect was so polite, of course he couldn't lose his share, and the elders still had to have a shelf.

"Huh?"

Several Leshui Sect elders were suddenly a little curious, and stretched their heads slightly.

Xiao Qingliu looked well-behaved in front of people, holding them one by one, and although the disciples of the Leshui Sect were not very regular when they saluted Fang Cun, they also knew that Fang Cun's age was not very old, and he was even younger than them, and the reason why he was an "elder" was only because he was an elder in the Shoushan Sect, and according to the rules between the six major sects, he just admitted that he was a generation younger than him.

But when he saw that he was going to reward himself like an elder, he was naturally a little unhappy when he was proud in his heart.

Especially the ink-robed man at the front, he wanted to refuse proudly, but he didn't expect that what Xiao Qingliu held with both hands was actually a scroll in a narrow golden box.

"That's ......"

Even the elder who was drinking on the other side couldn't help but glance at it curiously, and his eyes lit up slightly.

"The stele post written by Mr. Chaoge Song last month has just arrived in Qingjiang!"

Fang Cun explained with a smile, and the surrounding elders suddenly looked slightly surprised.

This Mr. Song is a song of the dynasty, or the first calligrapher of Daxia, with a one-handed inscription that is the best in the world and is canonized as a saint.

The disciples of the Leshui Sect practice more Fu Dao, and they also love calligraphy, even their disciples who are not mainly Fu Dao are the same.

And like this old Mr. Song's stickers, but the most sought-after things, usually they can find, most of them are rewritten I don't know how many times, there is no trace of divine will left, and the square inch sent out, but it is clearly the most exciting tablet.

Like this kind of ink treasure written by everyone, it is divided into several levels, written directly, framed, naturally the most precious, can be worth 10,000 gold, there is still no price, and the stele is engraved on the tablet, and then dyed and rubbed out of the stele, it is secondary, you can still feel the old gentleman's calligraphy artistic conception and runes, and even can feel the residual in the words between the lines of some of the spirit and spirit.

And from these rubbings to reproduce, it is called a book sticker, and the value is a few points less, and most of it can only be appreciated.

What Fang Cun sent out casually was the stele sticker that came over Chaoge, which was naturally rare enough.

Most of the pride in the hearts of several Leshui Sect disciples disappeared suddenly, and they still wanted to refuse politely, but this damn hand......

"Elder Xie Fang......"

After receiving the stele, he naturally wanted to thank him, and when he thanked him, he subconsciously became a head shorter.

"Sure enough, it's worthy of Fang Ergongzi, it's really generous......

Crane Zhenzhang was at the back, and he poked his head to see, and finally it was his turn, and he stretched out his hand with a smile on his face, but unexpectedly, when he came to him, Xiao Qingliu suddenly put the tablet back in the cloth bag, but reached out and groped for a while, and found a black jar, heavy, with a wicked smile, and said: "Crane Gongzi, this is a good thing that Gongzi specially left for you......"

"What?"

He Zhenzhang held the black jar, his expression was obviously a little confused.

The people around were also curious, and they turned their heads one by one and looked at Crane Zhenzhang.

Everyone knows that this senior brother of the crane and the second son of Fang are classmates, and it is said that the relationship is not bad, it seems that there is really special care?

"Good stuff......"

Xiao Qingliu leaned close to Tsuru Zhenzhang's ear and said with a low smile: "This is the Demon King's what, the bubble, the monopoly ......."

"Huh!"

Tsuru Masho's face turned red all of a sudden.

And the eyes of the fellow disciples and elders around them also widened instantly.

Even Yu Qingli, who was standing beside Fang Cun, pinched his nose silently, as if he wanted to pinch his smile back.

Xiao Qingliu is not a qi refiner, no matter how low his voice is, he can't escape the ears of these people!

For a while, everyone looked at Crane Zhenzhang's eyes strangely and fearfully!

"You ......"

Crane Zhenzhang's face was already red and about to drip blood, and he wanted to make a disgusted appearance, but after thinking about it, what is this the demon king......

So he carefully put it away, and thanked him with low eyebrows: "Mr. Xie Fang's ......"

"You're welcome!"

Fang Cun, who was sitting at the top, nodded to Crane Zhenzhang with a smile, and said with a smile: "I still have a lot there, I can give it to you!"

He Zhenzhang suddenly took a breath, and he wanted to say something but didn't dare to say anything.

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"Hehe, I called these disciples over, I originally wanted them to sacrifice a ugly appearance, but I didn't expect to get Elder Fang's generous gift first!"

Seeing that all the disciples had received their rewards, one of the elders of the Leshui Sect smiled and said to Fang Cun: "Second Prince Fang, although my Leshui Sect has refined the runes, but also has its own treasure body, naturally by the ancestors, some magic and magic powers have been deduced, just by words, I am afraid that it will be difficult to explain in a short time, so we have recruited these disciples to come over, demonstrate them one by one, and also ask Gongzi for guidance!"

When Fang Cun heard this, he nodded with a smile and said, "It couldn't be better!"

At this time, he somewhat understood the thoughts of the elders of the Leshui Sect.

"Elder Fang is above, and the younger generation is ugly!"

And after listening to the elder's instructions, the disciples of the Leshui Sect retreated together, and out of the middle came a disciple who looked like he was about twenty years old and had beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

After saying that, he pinched the seal method with his hand, destroying the mana, and the surrounding void changed faintly, like ripples, and the void seemed to become slightly dark, and then, suddenly, he took a step to the side, and at the same time pointed forward, and shouted in his mouth: "Go!"

"Wow!"

With this shout, beside him, a spiritual light actually flew out, like a sparrow, and hit the rock ten zhang away, and then I heard a bang, but it was this sparrow that directly pierced the indestructible rock, and the strange thing is that where it was pierced, there was no stone chips and smoke and dust, as if in a flash, they all evaporated.

Seeing this scene, Yu Qingli couldn't help frowning.

And after this disciple performed this method, he bowed again and stepped aside.

Another disciple stood up and saluted: "The junior has been in the Leshui Sect for seven years, and he has cultivated a method of leading the river!"

As he spoke, he walked out a few steps, came to the front of the rock, faced the staggered river under the peak, pinched the seal and danced, stepped on the gang, the body turned a few times, suddenly, pointed downward, and suddenly it could be seen, at least hundreds of zhang away in the river, there was actually a thunderclap, swirling and the river turned over several zhang, like a fierce beast, mighty, going upstream, walking more than ten zhang, before it disappeared.

Seeing this, even several elders of the Leshui Sect couldn't help but smile.

It is so far away from the river that it can exert such power, and if it is exerted by the river, the power must be even more terrifying.

"Junior Ye Xuanzhen, he has cultivated a big Luo Liuyun sleeve, and he has the courage to sacrifice his ugliness, please ask Elder Fang for advice!"

The last one to come out was the man in the ink robe, he bowed to Fang Cun, and then when he raised his head, his face was already a little more proud, and he retreated a few steps back, looking casual, his body did not move, but several runes suddenly flew up behind him, some of them were soaring and ignition, some were blooming with golden light, and some were pouring into frost.

And this Ye Xuanzhen suddenly raised his head and looked at the several rune seals, and then the two big sleeves shook outward, and in the blink of an eye, he was like a spirit snake with his own life, tumbling and rolling, and he actually put away the three rune seals one after another.

The three rune seals, which already have different powers, retracted their sleeves and bloomed at the same time.

And Ye Xuanzhen at this moment, he actually waved his big sleeves, his body was floating out of the dust, and his mana also gave birth to all kinds of changes.

or rolling, or sweeping, or winding, or receiving, or swinging, the mana is intertwined, and it is so complicated and exquisite that it is extreme.

Whoa......

Between the dances of his big sleeves, his figure is slightly retracted, and his big sleeves are shaken forward, and then slowly retracted.

On the ground, there were already three more rune seals, or there were traces of fire, or there were cracks of golden light, or there were frost remains.

The power of the three runes has been dissolved by him.

Quietly, it even looks like a kind of weightlift!

"Not bad!"

Looking at the three runic seals on the ground, the five elders of the Leshui Sect all showed unbearable smiles on their faces.

Looking at it like that, if it weren't for the square inch, they would even have to clap their hands and praise.

On the other side, several other disciples of the Mountain Guarding Sect looked at Ye Zhenzhen one after another, and their faces showed envy.

"Small skills, not enough to worry about, please ask Elder Fang for advice!"

These disciples of the Mountain Shou Sect, after each performing the spell, stood together again, saluted Fang Cun in unison, and said loudly.

The number of courtesies is very sufficient, and the words are very respectful.

But that desire to ask for advice, no matter what, can't hide it.

Yu Qingli suddenly understood what they were going to do, frowned slightly, and glanced at Fang Cun quietly.

Even Crane Zhenzhang looked a little more serious, and quietly cast a look at Fang Cun.

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Looking at the disciples of the Leshui Sect all standing in a row looking at him, and the elders of the Leshui Sect around him also smiled, looking very satisfied with the performance of these disciples, Fang Cun suddenly felt that things were interesting.

It turns out that the Leshui Sect is fighting this idea!

Now that he has come to the Leshui Sect to seek the Fa, he wants to enter their Tibetan Scripture Hall, because he won the bet before, so there is no reason for the Leshui Sect not to let him enter, and because the Leshui Sect has heard about the things he did when he was in the Twilight Sword Sect, he will not do such things that hurt each other's face, so they not only agreed, but also agreed extremely cheerfully and generously!

Not only did he agree to enter the Tibetan Scripture Hall, but he even found the most outstanding Foundation Building Realm disciples in the sect and practiced them one by one.

However, because of this, it made Fang Cun embarrassed.

Since these disciples have made their own moves, then you, as an elder, naturally have to comment a few words.

If you can't point out these disciples, or even see the subtlety of their techniques, then it means that your cultivation is not enough, so why do you have to enter the Tibetan scripture hall, just let our disciples teach you a few tricks, it's not that we're stingy, but because we're generous, I'm afraid that you will enter the Tibetan scripture hall by yourself, and you won't be able to understand the scriptures and meanings of those magic powers, how considerate......

And at this time, even if Fang Cun still wants to enter the Tibetan Scripture Hall, Leshui Sect can logically arrange a few sect disciples to accompany him, look at them now they have called He Zhenzhang over, He Zhenzhang has not been in the field for a long time, and there is still a lot of gap with these outstanding disciples, he came over and showed nothing, purely prepared to let him accompany Fang Cun behind......

To put it bluntly, Leshui Sect is willing to gamble and lose, and he is not worried about what Fang Cun will learn.

They were just worried that if Fang Cun entered the Tibetan Scripture Hall, he would lose his memory, and then go back and leak out the entire Leshui Sect Sutra and Righteous Method.

Therefore, they would rather let their own disciples teach him a few tricks.

This kind of behavior is no different from the Dusk Sword Sect to some extent, but the Leshui Sect is many times more clever.

What to do in this situation?

Fang Cun smiled and thought: Of course it is......

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Now that the picture was poor, several elders also relaxed, and only looked at Fang Cun with a smile.

At the same time, several disciples of the Leshui Sect who showed their unique skills were also looking at Fang Cun with anticipation, and their faces were somewhat arrogant, for them, this was actually a challenge, through this kind of challenge, let Fang Ergongzi retreat from the difficulty, Fang Ergongzi is not small now, if this matter is done, they will also look extremely bright.

And in the midst of these expectant or worried eyes, Fang Cun smiled and stretched his sleeves and said, "Not bad!"

Hearing this, several Leshui Sect elders suddenly smiled.

Elder Chen smiled at Fang Cun and said, "If Second Prince Fang doesn't dislike it, then ......"

Then he smiled when he heard it: "As a disciple of the sect who has studied the Fu Dao, it is really good!"

"Forehead ......"

The faces of several Leshui Sect elders suddenly became a little strange.

As a disciple of a sect who has studied the Fu Dao, it is really good, that is to say, at the level of other sects, it is average?

The faces of the few Leshui Sect disciples below also became a little unsightly.

But only Crane Zhenzhang was suddenly stunned, how could this scene be familiar?