Meng Fang, an outer disciple, defeated two inner disciples in a row, and even Situ was defeated.

This series of news gradually fermented in the Tianyu Sect, and the name of Meng Fang completely resounded in the Tianyu Sect this time.

"This is a demon that only exists in legends!"

The disciples who witnessed that battle were still shocked, and they couldn't calm down for a long time.

Just by breaking through the Condensation Realm, he was able to defeat Situ Wushuang of the Eight Levels of the Condensation Realm, and this powerful combat power was simply incredible.

The strength of the strong physical body is comparable to the attack power of the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation, far exceeding the speed of the disciple of the personal transmission, and the concentration of these factors in the outer disciple of a heavy Qi Condensation Realm always gives people a dreamlike feeling.

In a secluded cave mansion in the Tianyu Sect, Tong Fei shouted angrily, urging the flying sword in his hand.

His brows furrowed more and more, and every time he thought that Meng Fang could defeat Situ Wuxian, his heart could not be calm.

It's only been a few months, and the kid from the outer door who can tie with him has already surpassed him far beyond him, and Tong Fei, who is known as a genius, only feels humiliated, and at this moment he just wants to concentrate on improving his cultivation.

"Meng Fang, you wait for me! When I fully comprehend the sword intent, I will fight with you again!"

The rise of Meng Fang naturally makes some people happy and some worried.

Chen Kang and Han Feiyan were both overjoyed when they heard that Fang Zong could even defeat the inner disciples, the two of them were the few people in the Heavenly Feather Sect who were happy about Fang Zong's rise from the bottom of their hearts.

In the inner courtyard of the Discipline Hall, in a cave.

"Damn! Damn! Why have you become so strong!" Chang Fengyang slammed his fist on the wall, he remembered the figure that could resist his Heaven-Shaking Finger just by refining the body realm, and he never thought that in less than half a year, he would grow to such a point.

I knew that even if I offended Senior Sister Luo Yi, I would kill him! Chang Fengyang felt remorse in his heart.

In the middle of the main peak, from a quiet cave, came a man in white, he was extremely handsome, with a great figure and a graceful demeanor.

"Young Master, you're finally out of the customs!" Zhang Hai and Liu Baiyun, who were kneeling outside the cave, both showed excited smiles when they saw the man in white walk out.

The one who can be made a young master by the two is none other than Lu Shanjun, who ranks second among the disciples of the personal lineage.

Lu Shanjun's eyes swept over the two, his narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked softly, "I gave you three chances!"

"The subordinates are guilty, please punish the young master!"

Zhang Hai and Liu Baiyun shook their bodies and hurriedly lowered their heads.

Lu Shanjun put his hands behind his back, and the wonderful aura wrapped around his body, and the majestic figure fell into the eyes of the two, like a god. His gaze looked at Danqi Peak, and then muttered, "Meng Fang......"

In a secluded valley, the melodious sound of the piano lingers on the sparkling lake.

Luo Yi, who was as beautiful as a fairy, sat quietly in the stone pavilion by the lake, staring at the lake, leaning on a big red oil-paper umbrella beside her.

"You and I can meet again!" Luo Ya smiled gracefully, her eyes becoming more affectionate.

In the cave mansion, with the help of the power of the elixir, Fang Zong's injuries had already fully recovered on the same day.

I have to say that becoming an alchemist is indeed a good choice, what elixir you need, you can refine it yourself, and you don't need to exchange it with the sect.

In the past two days, Fang Zong has basically not practiced much except for entering the dream scroll, except for going out every morning to practice archery, the rest of the time is in alchemy.

At this time, the Dream Pill was gradually taking shape in his Dan furnace.

Yes, he is refining the Transforming Dream Pill.

Since obtaining the materials of the second Huameng Pill, Fang Zong studied how to refine the Huameng Pill with the help of Xie Yu, and after these two days of research, he was ten percent sure that he opened the furnace for alchemy.

Xie Yu also watched from the sidelines, and the other party appreciated it very much.

The Dream Transformation Pill is not other pills, just the two main pills Nine Butterfly Dry and Misty Dream Heart Orchid are difficult to find, thanks to Qiu Yan who found those two main pills as a bet in order to deal with him before, otherwise Fang Zong would not be able to find these materials now.

The pill gradually took shape, and Fang Zong didn't have the dream power as powerful as Xie Yu, so he just divided the pill in the furnace into ninety-nine and eighty-one.

At this stage of forming, the most troublesome thing is that the Dream Pill is extremely unstable, and it is easy to rupture, resulting in the volatilization of medicinal properties, so the medicinal properties of each pill need to be controlled to the extreme.

Even if it is the Dream God Technique, it is difficult to divide the mind into ninety-nine and eighty-one, so the last time the Dream Pill was refined, there was a reason for the rupture of the pill.

However, this time, Fang Zong's preparation was very proper, he still concentrated his dream power to the extreme, and the medicinal properties in each pill were under his control, perfectly combined.

After more than three hours, there was a soft sound in the Dan furnace.

Fang Zong's whole person seemed to have collapsed, and he almost sat on the ground, he quickly slapped the lid of the Dan furnace and poured out the pill in it.

"Alas, it's still a little broken!" Fang Zong checked the pills, no matter how much he was concentrating, there were still fifteen pills that could not be formed, and cracks appeared on them.

Xie Yu smiled and said: "Well, that's good! With your current Shura power and Dan Dao attainments, you can refine sixty-six Dream Transformation Pills one by one, which is far more powerful than the original weapon spirit, so you don't have to be frustrated, little master!"

"Don't worry, I'm not depressed!" Fang Zong smiled and put away the newly refined sixty-six Dream Transformation Pills.

In this alchemy, the mental consumption was really a bit too much, and even Fang Zong's body felt a burst of fatigue and weakness.

At this time, Elder Xu Dong's voice came from Fang Zong's jade slip.

"Meng Fang, tomorrow, gather at the top of the main peak!"

"Is the Six Sects Contest about to start?" Fang Zong's eyes lit up, full of anticipation for the Six Sects Contest.

The next morning, Fang Zong woke up from the dream world.

His body was now full of energy after a full night's rest, and the dream world was much fresher because of the nourishment of the World Tree.

"The Prison Dragon Sword, the Heavenly Star Sword, the Wolf Moon Bow, the Wolf Bone Arrow, as well as the Spirit Stone and the Pill, well, they are all ready!" Fang Zong was excited, packed up everything, and walked out of the cave.

But he didn't expect to see Qiu Yan as soon as he walked out of the cave.

"Senior Brother Qiu Yan, it's early!"

"Don't call me senior brother, just call me Qiu Yan, wait until you take me as an apprentice, even if you call me Xiao Qiu, it doesn't matter!" Qiu Yan laughed softly.

Fang Zong glanced at him and said, "Forget it, I'll still call you Qiu Yan! But shouldn't you gather at the main peak?"

"As a disciple, where can I go first? Of course, I will wait for the master to go to the main peak together!"

"You really are!" Fang Zong smiled helplessly, there was nothing he could do about this guy who wanted to apprentice to live or die.

In desperation, Fang Zong still went to the top of the main peak with Qiu Yan.

Before they came to the main hall at the top of the main peak, someone had already arrived, and it turned out to be Situ Wushu and the other two inner disciples.

"I've seen Senior Brother Qiu Yan!" The three of them saluted Qiu Yan, after all, Qiu Yan was a personal disciple, and his status was much higher than that of these inner disciples.

When Situ Wuhuan saw Fang Zong, his face was extremely ugly, but when he thought of Fang Zong's unreasonable attack power, he still had a little fear in his eyes.

The other two inner disciples smiled kindly at Fang Zong, but Fang Zong didn't see these two people in the crowd that targeted him a few days ago, so he smiled back at the two of them.

"You're Senior Brother Meng Fang, right?

"This senior brother has won the award, may I ask what the two of you are called?" Fang Zong bowed his hand, after all, he didn't stretch out his hand to hit the smiling person, not to mention that these two people had not targeted him.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!" The inner disciple who greeted him at the beginning waved his hand and pointed at himself: "Chu Zifeng, an inner disciple in the Lower Discipline Hall, and this one is Fang Miaomiao, an inner disciple of the Sword Pavilion!"

"Oh?" Fang Zong looked at that Fang Miaomiao and said sincerely: "I didn't expect Senior Brother to be a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, it's really amazing!"

Fang Miaomiao smiled shyly and touched the back of her head embarrassedly. "It's nothing!"

"Fang Zong, you may not know that this Fang Miaomiao has been taught by Senior Sister Luo Yi, and her kendo perception is amazing!" Qiu Yan interjected from the side.

"Thank you Senior Brother Qiu Yan for your compliment!"

The four of them got together, talking and laughing, which was very lively, while Situ Wushu stood alone next to him, looking very lonely.

It didn't take long for the other personal disciples to come, and the four of Fang Zong didn't dare to say anything more, and became quiet.

Duan Cangxue and the other personal disciples were obviously very disgusted with Fang Zong, from the last time they fell into the well in the land of inheritance, Fang Zong knew that these personal disciples must have something to do with Lu Shanjun, and it could even be said that they had all been recruited by Lu Shanjun.

Because of the arrival of Duan Cangxue and the others, the scene became a little deserted, except for Qiu Yan, who was still talking to Fang Zong, the others were either closing their eyes or standing silently.

"Little ones, are you staring impatiently?"

The old man's voice came from behind him, and everyone turned around, only to see a short old man with gray hair appear behind everyone.

Seeing this old man, except for Fang Zong, everyone else saluted respectfully: "Disciple to meet Elder Duan!" Although Fang Zong didn't know the identity of the old man, he still learned from the others to salute together.

When he heard the title of Elder Duan, he immediately remembered Senior Sister Luo Yi's master, as if it was this Elder Duan.

Fang Zong couldn't help but glance at Elder Duan a few more times, who knew that Elder Duan happened to be looking at him as well, only to hear Elder Duan smile and ask, "You little guy, what are you doing looking at the old man like this?"

"Elder Duan, the disciple just thinks that Elder You are an immortal and like an old immortal, so the disciple can't help but be curious and wants to take another look!" Fang Zong said with a smile.

"Haha, your name is Meng Fang, right? It seems that you are indeed a genius, I hope you can win glory for the Tianyu Sect this time!"

"Elder Cheng's auspicious words!"

Duan Cangxue raised her eyebrows, and they couldn't help frowning. Unexpectedly, Meng Fang's name also reached Elder Duan's ears, and it seemed that this Meng Fang had grown to the point where they all had to pay attention to it.

"Alright, let's hurry up!" Elder Duan stroked his beard, and with a gesture of his hand, a cold light flew out of his sleeve, which turned out to be a flying sword.

The flying sword "swished" and was suspended in the sky, and under the control of Elder Duan, the flying sword was soon magnified dozens of times.

Elder Duan's figure was disillusioned, and in the next second, the person had already landed in the front of the flying sword.

"Come on!"

As soon as Elder Duan gave the order, Fang Zong and the other ten Heavenly Feather Sect disciples jumped onto the flying sword.

"Let's go!"

The flying sword, which had been magnified dozens of times, turned into a cold light and quickly swept towards the sky.