When Fang Cun and his party arrived at Qingjiang City, they saw that Qingjiang City was already very lively.

The six sects of Qingjiang have all rushed to Qingjiang City.

Because all the sects know that now the ghost arresting officials and the matter of governing the spirit well are so big, it is impossible for them to hide most of the people in the door, but they are punished and participate in it, but the matter has come to this point, and there is no point in going to the Spirit Mist Sect again, so they simply went directly to Qingjiang City to wait, which even includes the stingy sect master of the Dusk Sword Sect and the three elders in the sect.

And some of the big names in the Seven Clans, such as the patriarchs of at least the four clans, or some old ladies who have never appeared in the open, but whose seniority and cultivation are unexpectedly high, have also come here, adding a little surging undercurrent to this place.

It's just that they came over, either low-key or obscure, and because Mr. Fan had a rule that Qi refiners were not allowed to use spells and spells casually to disturb the people, and at this critical time, no one wanted to anger this Mr. Fan, so everyone came over, just quietly entered the city, and then chose some good places to stay, but it didn't stir up too many waves.

Only when the second son of Fang came over, he suddenly attracted countless eyes.

Because compared to those great qi refiners with profound cultivation and extraordinary status, Fang Er Gongzi was very high-profile.

Not only did he not enter the city in a low-key manner, but he even drove the magic boat directly into the air of Qingjiang City.

The black pressure was like a cloud, directly pressing on the heads of the people.

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"My God, who is so arrogant?"

"Bold, you actually regard the rules of my Qingjiang City as if nothing is not possible?"

First of all, the gods and commanders who guarded the city, etc., as soon as they saw this huge magic boat coming across the sky, they were shocked, and they subconsciously wanted to come forward to ask, but many people just thought about it slightly, and then they saw the familiar magic boat, and even saw the white-robed boy standing at the head of the boat, and was suddenly dumbfounded, and quietly retreated back...... After the tongue pulling incident, they are all very eye-catching!

"The ...... of the majestic Dharma Boat"

"What a handsome son......"

"No, didn't Mr. Fan not let Fazhou enter the city before?"

And the people of Qingjiang City were also shocked by the scene of this magic boat entering the city, and first subconsciously admired, such a big guy flew in the air, and it didn't fall, and then he woke up again, and asked who the son of the head of the boat was.

When he knew that it was the boiling Second Prince Fang who was now in the city, and I didn't know how many people, he suddenly showed a look of sudden realization, although most of the affairs of the Shoushan Sect were handled by the two elders, so in front of the people, the reputation of the Second Prince Fang in Qingjiang City was not so loud, but the recent rumors still made him famous for a while.

The first is that he has five sects, leaving words on the stone wall, folding flowers for swords, and other rumors, which have long been circulated in the streets and alleys.

Second, Mr. Fan also took the body of the county guard, and did not hesitate to bend his waist and beg this second son of Fang to go out of the dragon stone to save the spiritual well, which has already spread.

The latter, in particular, has long been spread all over the city under the deliberate promotion of some people.

"Mr. Fan and the others haven't returned to the city yet, but I didn't expect Second Prince Fang to come, and they drove such a big magic boat......

"It's not going to be all that...... Ryuko?"

"Phew, that's called a dragon stone, not a dragon...... I heard from the old man next door that this thing is used to fill the well, as long as the well is full, everyone will have a good life...... Don't ask me what a good life I have, it is said that the well water can cure the sick......"

"Yes, yes, I also heard the seller of cooking cakes say, the well is filled, you can fill your stomach by drinking spring water, you can directly pour mountain spring water back, put it in the stove room for a day, guess what? If you want to drink Wujiapi, he is the taste of Wujiapi, you want to drink Zhuyeqing, he is the taste of Zhuyeqing...... Alas, Mr. Fan is really heartbroken for the sake of our Qingjiang people......"

"This second son of Fang is not bad, Mr. Fan begged him to take the treasure out to fill the well, and he really brought it, and he came so early, earlier than the people of the Seven Clans, it means that he is sensible, but I don't know how many treasures he has taken!"

"Heh, he's such a fart! If he's really a good person, then does he need Mr. Fan to beg him? Shouldn't he know that our Qingjiang City needs this thing, so he took the initiative to hand it over? Alas, I just feel sorry for Mr. Fan, such an old sage, for the sake of our Qingjiang people, he did not hesitate to condescend to his dignity, and ran to ask for help from the old man of those rich families, which is admirable......

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And when there was already a lot of discussion in the entire Qingjiang City, the eyes of Fang Cun on the Dharma Boat were sweeping over the whole city.

Finally, his gaze fell on a seven-story small building in the middle of the city, called the Washing Cloud Tower.

In this world, most of them are wooden buildings, which are exquisitely and gorgeously built, but the floors have never been high.

The seven-storey building has risen from the ground and can almost overlook the whole city.

"This place is good......

Fang Cun took a fancy to it, turned around and went back to the cabin, and said to the little fox beside him: "Go and clean up!"

"Yes!"

The little fox honestly agreed, jumped down from the air, squatted on a side of the clouds, and landed on the top of the seven-story small building, only to see that this small building is like a tower, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, the top layer, but ten zhang square, there are some exquisite wooden futons placed around, it is a place to drink and enjoy the scenery, at this time is sitting some rich gentry masters, and there are a few singers around them.

"Childe wants to use this place, you go and drink elsewhere first!"

The little fox glanced at the people upstairs and whispered to them.

"Yo...... Fox ......"

"Talking ......"

"Not very old, good looking......"

When the rich gentry upstairs saw the little fox, their eyes couldn't help but straighten slightly, and they all subconsciously praised it.

But the little fox was too unthreatening, and they didn't move for a while.

The little fox looked around, carefully came to the first rich gentleman, picked up a piece of inkstone on his case, because this building is an elegant place, there are pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the case, for the first is these old men drank happily, when the poetry is rising, you can wave the pen and ink at any time, and the little fox is like waiting for them to put down the pen, both hands to hold the inkstone.

And then......

"Smack"

The inkstone was crushed by the little fox's two little paws, and her two round eyes looked at the old man.

"Go down!"

The rich gentry on this floor stayed for a long time, and suddenly they were so shocked that they ran down with a stumble.

Then the little fox cleaned up the mess in the building, and hurriedly put everything in one place, and then poured out of the window with a "bang", looked back at the clean little building, and nodded with great satisfaction.

"Second Master Fang, what are you going to do?"

In the cabin at this time, Meng Zhixue, He Zhenzhang and others all looked at Fang Cun in surprise.

They didn't know what Fang Cun was doing when he came to Qingjiang City in advance at this time, and asked the little fox to clean up this small building.

It was also at this time, around Xiaolou, I don't know how many Qi Refiners had already arrived, but they had not appeared in advance, no matter their status, they were just watching from a distance at this time, and they didn't know what medicine was sold in the gourd of this Second Prince Fang, so they were not in a hurry to come over and inquire, now that the situation was decided, all the cultivators knew it in their hearts, and they didn't want to have too deep a relationship with the Fang family......

"Preaching ......"

Fang Cun replied, and then he felt that it was not suitable, he was now just a cultivator of the Condensing Light Realm, if he was ashamed to say anything, it would be a little too embarrassing, so he explained without a trace: "I just broke through the Condensing Light, but I have a little understanding, so I will find a place to participate in the study of one or two, and I also hope that I can get some benefits from each of you classmates and friends......

As he spoke, his eyes swept over He Zhenzhang, Meng Qing'er, Yu Qingli, Meng Zhixue and others, and said with a smile:

"Of course, it doesn't hurt if someone else comes to listen!"

When everyone heard this, their expressions were different, but they all seemed a little serious, and they all followed him and floated down from the magic boat.

And after listening to Fang Cun's words, he Zhenzhang came to the air at the right time, and shouted in a deep voice: "Second Prince Fang preached and expounded the scriptures in Xiyuntai today, and all Taoist friends who are interested can come to participate in the study...... Rest assured, it's free ......"

Fang Cun glanced back at Crane Zhenzhang, and thought to himself, why do you have to add the last six words......

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He didn't care about other people's eyes, so he just came to the building, sat in front of the innermost small case, and waited until He Zhenzhang, Meng Zhixue, Yu Qingli, and Meng Qing'er also sat down, and said with a smile: "I have heard that the Taoist friends of the Immortal Sect often hold immortal meetings, talk about scriptures and Taoism, and learn from each other, which is an elegant thing, but we are all rolling in the red dust, and there is rarely such a style, but now we are early, and there is nothing else, but we just caught some effort, and took the opportunity to break the realm, and chat with your classmates......"

As he spoke, he looked at Meng Zhixue and said, "Senior Sister Meng, when you were in Liuhu City before, you were a well-known cultivation wizard, far surpassing your peers, your cultivation is so fast, and the foundation is so thick that it is difficult to find in the world, but why with your foundation, after entering the Nine Immortals Sect, you suddenly encountered a bottleneck, not only until now, there are no signs of breaking through the realm and condensing light, and even the foundation of your body is a little messy?"

Meng Zhixue was a little dazed, and looked up at Fang Cun, wasn't this what she asked before?

And Fang Cun looked at Crane Zhenzhang and Meng Qing'er again, and said with a smile: "The same is true for Old Crane and Meng Qing'er's junior sister, you don't have to be arrogant, you are also outstanding in talent, and you can be a leader, otherwise you will not stand out from the more than 300 disciples in Liuhu City and become a master of the sect, but why is it that now that you have entered the sect, you are not in the crowd, and there is no outstanding act?"

"Is it really only about talent?"

"I've been thinking about this since a long time, and now I seem to have some ideas!"