Lu Xinyao was gone for a few hours, and Fang Yuan waited in the palace tent, gradually feeling a little anxious.

When he and Luo Feiling killed all the way, they had already discovered that the raging dark demon wind had stopped momentum, and it must be possible to branch the news soon, and it could also be concluded that once the dark demon wind disappeared, the Eight Desolation Cloud Platform where the disciples of the Qingyang Sect were located would definitely be attacked by a group of monsters, and no one knew how long it could be supported.

It's just that at this time, he can't urge anymore, and he has no choice but to endure himself.

"Senior Brother Fang Yuan, that beautiful senior sister just now seems to have a lot of affection for you......"

Just when Fang Yuan and the others were anxious, a joking voice sounded beside him, but he saw that Luo Feiling woke up at some point, and was sitting cross-legged on the couch at this time, holding a wine gourd in his arms, and looking at himself with his eyes.

"Why did you wake up?"

Fang Yuan suddenly felt a little surprised.

"I just lay with my eyes closed, I didn't actually fall asleep, I just didn't bother to talk......"

Luo Feiling took a sip of wine and sighed: "But I heard everything you said at that time, I think that senior sister must have something to do with you, did you ...... before?"

Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "You think too much!"

"Oh!"

Luo Feiling agreed, poured two sips of wine sullenly, and suddenly said worriedly: "What if this senior sister is really interesting to you, and you have to sacrifice your hue to be willing to rescue?"

Seeing her serious appearance, Fang Yuan gritted his teeth with hatred: "I regret carrying you out of the monster pile now!"

Luo Feiling suddenly laughed: "My back is all out, can you still throw me back again?"

Fang Yuan suddenly froze, and he felt like he had nowhere to exert his strength!

Now he is full of worries, thinking about how to move the rescue of the four immortal gates as soon as possible, his heart is like a mess, this girl is so heartless, and he actually asks about these inconsequential little things, but it really makes him helpless, I want to train her for two sentences, and I think that this girl also escaped from death and killed, so I can't bear it, let her go!

And he himself, closed his eyes and recuperated, not ready to pay attention to her nonsense.

When Luo Feiling saw this, he deliberately sighed: "Senior Brother Fang Yuan, you said that we came to ask the Four Great Immortal Sects for help, will it be successful?"

"Of course, we have to succeed!"

Fang Yuan opened his eyes this time and replied very seriously: "Do whatever it takes!"

"But what if people don't want to save them?"

Luo Feiling sighed, holding his chin, looking very worried.

Fang Yuan was silent for a while before he said softly: "This time, there is no room for failure......

"Senior Brother Fang Yuan......"

Just when the atmosphere in this palace tent was a little depressing, with a laugh, Lu Xinyao's light figure appeared at the door of the palace tent.

Fang Yuan hurriedly stood up: "Senior Sister Lu, is there a result?"

"The true legends of several major immortal sects are being discussed, and come with me!"

Lu Xinyao said a word, glanced at Luo Feiling who was drinking on his bed, couldn't help frowning, coughed lightly, and said, "That junior sister seems to have recovered a lot, if it's okay, let's come over together......"

"Alas, I'm tired and lazy, go ahead......"

Luo Feiling yawned and replied lazily.

"This ......"

Lu Xinyao suddenly glanced at Fang Yuan a little speechless.

"Let's go......"

Fang Yuan was also helpless, thinking that you didn't look like you were tired and ruthless when you spoke just now, but he didn't want to force Luo Feiling, since she didn't want to go, it would be better to leave her to rest in the palace tent, so he sighed helplessly and walked out of the palace tent with Lu Xinyao.

"The true legend of several immortal sects will be discussed in the valley ahead......"

Lu Xinyao led the way beside her, and then smiled helplessly: "Senior Brother Fang Yuan, I see that the true disciples of these great immortal sects are not very happy, including my little Brother Yuan, when you discuss with them, don't quarrel......

"Of course I know!"

Fang Yuan let out a long breath and said in a low voice.

How can he not understand the truth that people have to bow their heads when they are under the eaves?

On the valley in front, there is a pool of water, which is the place where Brother Xiao Yuan planted lotus flowers to meditate yesterday, and now around the pool, there are many cases, and after the case, there are the true legends of the major immortal gates that have just arrived.

However, only one person from the major immortal sects came, and the other true legends still had to sit in all directions.

Now, these people are discussing various arrangements, and the dispute is fierce.

It was still far away, and Fang Yuan had already heard many of these angry cold words.

"Qingyang Sect suffered this natural disaster, it was their inverted frieze, why should our major immortal sects give up this elixir all over the place, and have to take the lives of countless disciples to rescue? If the rescue fails, do you have to let everyone die together?"

The one who spoke was a strong man dressed in animal skins, with iron chains wrapped around his body, and he was a true legend of the Hundred Beast Sect.

"Hehe, you can't say that, the five immortal sects are in the same breath, if we don't save it, then if we go out, can't they say that it is not moral?" A young man in white at the head of the north, gently shaking the folding fan, is a true legend of the Shangqing Sect, he smiled faintly: "It's just that what Senior Brother Hong Leopard said also has some truth, that is, before the rescue, the way back is ......"

"Do you have to go up and down to the rescue?"

An arrogant man with a sword box behind him said lightly: "Half of the people of my Xuanjian Sect are enough!"

"Joke, your Xuanjian Sect has half of the manpower, so our Hundred Flowers Valley only has ten manpower, is it enough?"

At this time, it was Senior Brother Yuan of the Hundred Flowers Valley who spoke, and his expression was also very displeased.

And Fang Yuan came over from afar, listening to these words in his heart, and his expression was already a little helpless.

"Senior Brother Fang Yuan, remember what I said......

Lu Xinyao turned his head, lightly clicked, signaled Fang Yuan to pay attention, and then walked forward, bowed to the true transmission of the major immortal sects, and said: "Senior brothers, Senior Brother Fang Yuan Fang of the Qingyang Sect is here, if you have anything to say, you can ask him!"

"Hoo ......"

Fang Yuan also took a deep breath and slowly walked forward.

"Hehe, this is the first peak disciple of the Qingyang Sect who is in the limelight now?"

There was a moment of silence in the room, and someone laughed softly, looking Fang Yuan up and down.

"Fang Yuan, the true disciple of Xiaozhufeng of Qingyang Sect, has seen all the senior brothers......"

Fang Yuan also saluted everyone and said softly: "In this trial, my Qingyang Sect suffered misfortune, and encountered a natural disaster, and all the dark demonic breaths and monsters in the Great Demon Breath Lake gathered in the territory of the Qingyang Sect, causing the disciples of my sect to ......."

He was just about to explain the current dangerous situation of the Qingyang Sect, when he was suddenly interrupted.

"Hehe, I don't like to hear what you say!"

It was the true disciple of the Beast Spirit Sect who spoke, he sneered, looked at Fang Yuan, and said: "What do you say, all the dark demon breath and monsters have gathered in the territory of the Qingyang Sect, it seems that we have been stained with the light of the Qingyang Sect, the Demon Breath Lake is already sinister, since we have entered the Demon Breath Lake, dealing with all the sinister things is originally one of our trial contents!"

As he spoke, he looked at Fang Yuan: "Qingyang Sect can't deal with this sinister, it's useless for you, can you still blame us?"

When Fang Yuan heard this, his heart suddenly felt a little unhappy, but he still held back.

"Senior Brother Fang Yuan, do you think what I said is wrong?"

That true disciple of the Beast Spirit Sect looked at Fang Yuan with an unkind gaze, aggressive.

"What the senior brother said makes sense, but in any case, my Qingyang Sect has already suffered this catastrophe, and it is difficult to support it alone, so I sent a few of us to come out for help, originally eleven of us came out, and now only the two of us have survived, and the other senior brothers have not heard from the slightest, they must have been killed, and I hope that the four great immortal sects will look at the face of the Immortal Alliance and help my Qingyang Sect once!"

Fang Yuan took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said softly.

"Senior Brother Fang Yuan, please rest assured, the four great immortal sects are in the same breath, and they will naturally save us!"

The white-clothed man shaking the folding fan in Shangqing Mountain smiled faintly and said: "It's just that the four great immortal sects are really not trivial, our own trials have not yet been completed, if we want to rescue the Qingyang Sect, the sacrifice of each immortal sect is too great, and even if we read it for the sake of our fellow immortals, regardless of these gains and losses, when to save it, how to save it, it is also a problem!"

Fang Yuan waited for him to finish before he said: "If the four great immortal sects are willing to lend a hand, it is naturally thicker than the mountain, and my Qingyang Sect is not a profit-seeking person, all the gains from this trial can be sacrificed to make up for the loss of the interruption of the trial by the major immortal sects......"

"Hehe, this place is full of elixirs, will we covet the idea resources of Qingyang Sect?"

"What this Senior Brother Fang Yuan said is generous, but even if you give it all, how should our four great immortal sects be distributed?"

"Alas, this time, I don't know how many Immortal Sect disciples' lives will be lost, how can it be measured by just money?"

“......”

“......”

After listening to the words of these true legends, Fang Yuan's mood gradually sank.