The people of the entire Langya Pavilion were all looking at Fang Yuan worriedly, guessing Fang Yuan's mood back and forth countless times in their hearts, but Fang Yuan himself didn't notice it, just walked through the vast classics of Langya Pavilion easily, even happily, and chose his favorite books.

Some people think that he has broken off the path of cultivation, at least a thousand years ago, it is impossible to get the immortal source again, so now he will probably read some books on cultivating the mind, but he didn't expect that what Fang Yuan finally chose was mostly some immortal magic powers related to cultivation.

This made many people secretly sigh: "He is still unwilling......"

It's just that things have come to this point, isn't it that the more unwilling you are, the more painful you are?

Fang Yuan didn't pay attention to these, he just found a quiet side hall, moved all the classics he chose in, and then didn't come out of it all day long, only his current nominal disciple Yun Zhou would go in to serve, and the others didn't know what he was doing at all, and occasionally heard him muttering something like "the avenue has traces" and "the sun and the moon are full", and he only heard it confused, looking at his confused face, but indulging in it, there was only one feeling......

...... Mr. Fang Yuan can't be crazy, right?

Bai Youran sometimes felt that he cared about him, a gentleman who was now at a low point in his life, so he would ask the cook of Langya Pavilion to cook some old ginseng soup, white crane leg meat and the like, and take it to the side hall to serve, and do his disciple's gift, but he was always bombarded by Fang Yuan impatiently, and once he caught up with him and was really angry, and he was pulled over and beaten a few boards.

Bai Youran had no choice but to come out helplessly, and sighed: "Mr. is not only crazy, but also a martial madman......"

Helpless, up and down Langya Pavilion, no one could understand what Fang Yuan was saying, and no one could help him, even the current Mrs. Bai and the Seven Courtyard Masters of Langya Pavilion had come to see it, but when they heard the occasional words that popped out of Fang Yuan's mouth, they really couldn't understand what he was saying, so they could only look at him unconsciously and sympathetically, waiting for him.

Several other holy places, including the South China Sea Forgetful Island, the Nine Heavens, the Eight Desolate Cities, etc., have also come to see him, but they don't know what the other party is saying, so they can only send countless Qi Dan Treasures, so that he can take care of his body.

These holy lands have actually been secretly plotting many times, and they have tried to use various methods to see if they can get together some more immortal sources and give them to Fang Yuan, but the result is disappointing, the immortal source is a cherished thing, and it has been consumed year after year, and now they really don't have it in their hands, or maybe someone does have some left, but they just hide it and say no, then there is no way.

The only way to get the Immortal Source again is to wait.

The immortal source is the condensation of heaven and earth, and when a thousand or two thousand years have passed, there will be another immortal source in the world.

Perhaps, after such a long period of depletion, there will be more when it reappears next time.

But for now, no one can do it.

What's more, many people's attitude was that even if Fang Yuan had an immortal source, it would be useless.

What the defenders of Donghuang Mountain said at the beginning is very reasonable!

The avenue of heaven and earth has changed, and the once heavenly merits have all made mistakes.

The more you participate in the research, the easier it is for you to go astray and advance and retreat.

Only those who have never comprehended the Heavenly Gong at all will be able to embark on a new path.

And Fang Yuan, although he is recognized as a genius today, he has also participated in the Heavenly Gong, even if he gets the Immortal Source, he will only achieve the Transformation of God, and the greatest achievement in the future will only be on par with the Lord of the major Holy Lands, no matter what, he can't compete with the one in Donghuang Mountain.

With this thought, even the major holy places can only watch now.

The general trend of Donghuang Mountain has risen, and there are no two heroes, almost all the major families and Taoist systems have been included under the banner of Donghuang Mountain, and the forces under their command are rising every day, and the Immortal Alliance and the Six Holy Lands can only remain silent at this time, they are watching coldly, and they are also worried in their hearts, is this Tianyuan really going to form a dark dynasty again?

It's just that when the dark dynasty in history appeared, there were three sword demons who forced him to cross the catastrophe.

In this life, where is the third-world sword demon?

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"The road is difficult, the road is difficult, the road is simple and complicated......"

In the side hall, Fang Yuan didn't even care much about his image, there were many pleats in the green robe, and all kinds of allusions were placed around horizontally and vertically, and above the small table around him, there were cursive scripts written by him everywhere.

There are some bizarre words on it, and some are algorithms, stacked like hills.

Now that he is in this place, even the white cat is not here, and he is too messy, Yunzhou and some maids of Langya Pavilion wanted to come in and clean up, but they were also kicked out by Fang Yuan, not letting them touch their treasures.

Fang Yuan himself also seemed to be very distressed, but it was the kind of distress that he enjoyed in it, the various immortal methods in Langya Pavilion had been turned over by him, and even the Haoran Heavenly Gong treasured by Langya Pavilion had been turned over by him several times, and then he directly threw it to the ground and ignored it, so he secretly took it out and treasured it well, and he couldn't let this madman see it again.

Fang Yuan didn't pay attention to it, he couldn't look down on it, it was garbage, and the cursive writing he wrote that no one could understand was like a baby, page by page, one by one, all of them were extremely neatly cleaned up, but the handwriting was not very good-looking......

On this day, he seemed to have encountered some problem again, so he sat down on the ground, leaned against the pillar, and groaned helplessly.

"The human heart is strange, the human heart is strange, the human heart is the best and the worst ......"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a voice outside the main hall, which was also opposite him.

Fang Yuan looked curiously, and saw a young man in a Confucian robe walk in outside the main hall.

This person looks young, but there are some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and there are more silver threads in his hair, he looks ordinary, but he has a proud atmosphere, and he walked into the hall as if no one was around, looked around, his eyes fell on Fang Yuan, and said with a smile: "I was outside just now, I listened to you talk for a long time, if my guess is not bad, you have a miscalculation!"

Fang Yuan was a little surprised: "Where?"

The young man said, "The second Xunzi chapter of the Tao quotation is there!"

Fang Yuan hurriedly flipped out that article and said, "What's wrong?"

The young man smiled and said, "You are young at the end and have ignored a law, let me show you the ......"

Saying that, he took the pen and paper, the pen walked the dragon and snake, and wrote, all kinds of wonderful words and words, and they were displayed in front of Fang Yuan, Fang Yuan was looking at the great wonder next to him, and hurriedly clapped his hands, and the young man finished writing, and said: "But it's a pity that I followed your train of thought forward, and I didn't take a few steps, and I found a problem that was difficult to solve, and I wanted to come to this road and it didn't work!"

Fang Yuan said: "Brainless, can't you change it?"

As he spoke, he snatched the pen and paper and began to write quickly on the cursive script.

The two discussed together, and actually gave birth to a tacit and sympathetic feeling, Fang Yuan soon discovered that this young man really had vast knowledge and had only seen it in his life, and this young man also found that although Fang Yuan was young, he was like an old monster who had lived for an unknown number of thousands of years in his bones.

The two of them got together, like friends they hadn't seen for many years, and countless whimsical ideas collided.

Soon a cursive hill in this side hall became two, three.

Neither of them ate or slept, they just pushed and argued as fast as they could.

Sometimes the face is red, the young people scold Fang Yuan for being a little bastard, Fang Yuan scolds him in Yunzhou dialect for being a deflated grandson, and sometimes he hugs and laughs like a close friend, and every time a new chapter comes out, he will let Yunzhou fetch wine and toast happily.

They only cared about the deference, but they didn't realize that a dark cloud had shrouded Langya Pavilion.

Thousands of miles away, there is a large army gathering, led by the mountain guards around the little saint master of Donghuang Mountain, surrounded by the little saint master of Donghuang Mountain who is now with the divine light on his head, mighty and mighty, straight to Langya Pavilion, the mountain keeper has a gloomy face, murderous, in front of everyone, shouted in a deep voice: "If Langya Pavilion dares to protect him, I am afraid that from today onwards, there will be one less of the seven holy places!"

Some of the cultivators followed the Donghuang Mountain and followed.

Some people's hearts were tightened: "Donghuang Mountain has subdued the hearts of the people in the world, and finally can't hold it back, and is going to make a move to the holy land?"

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In the Langya Pavilion, Mrs. Bai didn't know when, when she arrived at the gate of the side hall, she came with her, and Bai Youran.

At this time, Mrs. Bai has always been graceful and smiling, but her approachable face showed a touch of desperate sadness, Bai Youran's usual smiling face, at this time, also like frightened little beasts, they stood anxiously at the door of the side hall, as if they wanted to push the door in, but the thin wooden door seemed to have thousands of weights, and their mother and son did not have the courage to push it open.

So they stood outside the temple all night.

The morning dawn came, and the sunlight poured through the panes into the gloomy side hall.

Fang Yuan moved his wrist, wrote the last word on the cursive script, threw away the pen, and laughed.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, it really happened!"

The young man was also quite emotional, looking at the cursive writing around him, it seemed a little incredulous.

Fang Yuan smiled: "If it hadn't been for you, I wouldn't have succeeded so quickly!"

The young man smiled and said, "I am happy to see the hunt, and I have no regrets!"

Fang Yuan threw away the pen, slowly stood up, straightened his clothes, respectfully saluted the young man.

The young man also stood up and returned the salute to Fang Yuan, and the salute moved for several weeks, without the slightest flaw.

When they worshiped each other, they both looked into each other's eyes, and the expressions of the two people were full of emotion and joy, with undisguised appreciation and admiration for each other, as well as a lingering regret and sadness.

Fang Yuan was silent for a while before he said, "We finally worked together to derive this method, but we don't know...... Can this method be regarded as a heavenly achievement?"

"What about Heavenly Strength?"

The young man shook his head and said, "This method should be called the word Taoshu!"

Fang Yuan smiled bitterly and said, "This is only the second volume, and it can't reach the level of Dao Shu......

The young man interrupted him and said, "It depends on whether you can realize the third volume yourself!"

Fang Yuan looked at him and said, "If only you could help me!"

"Why borrow my strength when you walk alone?"

The young man laughed and said, "And you can see that I'm dying!"

At this time, Madame Bai outside the hall suddenly covered her mouth, and tears rolled down her beautiful face.

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