"My current cultivation is only above the eighth layer of Qi Training, and I have not yet reached the ninth level of Qi Training!"

After all, he came to ask for help, and Fang Yuan didn't want to offend people in vain, so although he felt that this Baihua Valley disciple surnamed Yuan asked a lot of questions, he still politely replied, "Don't talk about cultivation, saving people is like fighting fire, this Senior Brother Yuan ......."

"You have actually reached the eighth level of Qi training?"

Yuan Ya's face was silent, and after a long while, he sighed lightly and said with a smile: "Both of us have participated in the assessment of the five immortal sects set up in the fairy hall, and we are considered peers, I am lucky, I won the name of the top of the immortal list, after entering the Valley of Hundred Flowers, I am deeply respected and loved, and I have brought up the teachings, and finally achieved a small success, but Senior Brother Fang Yuan heard that his fate has been twists and turns, and he has been trapped repeatedly, and he actually has such cultivation, which is really admirable, but even if it is this kind of cultivation, it is impossible to kill the general from that tide of monsters, right?"

"It turns out that he is the top of the later immortal list?"

When Fang Yuan heard his words, he was slightly stunned, and his expression was a little surprised.

At the beginning, he was the top of the immortal list, but since it was later canceled, naturally a new top will come out, but this top of the list has not entered the Qingyang Sect to practice, and he is naturally not familiar with it, and then he just wants to practice, so naturally he has no time to care about these, until now, after listening to the words of this true biography of white clothes, I know that he is the top of the list at that time, and he was born like this.

But these surprises were only fleeting.

He frowned and looked at the white-clothed true legend, bowed again, and said, "Qingyang is in danger, please help ......"

"Hehe, what's the urgency of this matter?"

The white-clothed true legend laughed, waved the sleeves of his robe, smiled faintly, and then stared at Fang Yuan, and said lightly: "However, although Senior Brother Fang Yuan is a cultivator of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation, it shouldn't be enough to kill the generals from the tide of monsters......

"Senior Brother Yuan, can you not talk about this ...... for now?"

Fang Yuan couldn't help but interrupt him, hugged his fists, and said softly.

When he said this, he was already a little helpless in his heart.

With his temperament, he really didn't want to ask for help, but at this time, the situation was always stronger than people!

"Haha, cultivators, don't talk about cultivation, what do you say?"

When the disciple surnamed Yuan heard this, he laughed, waved his sleeves nonchalantly, and a lotus petal gently floated out of his sleeve, and said with a smile: "It seems that Senior Brother Fang Yuan is not very willing to talk about this problem, but there is no defense, I can try it myself......"

"You ......"

Fang Yuan's heart suddenly became suspicious, and he asked in surprise.

But before he finished speaking, the lotus petals floating out of the sleeves of the disciples surnamed Yuan had already floated in front of him.

The moment the lotus petal touched the ground, and suddenly in the ground within a radius of ten zhang, countless sharp and terrifying red blades suddenly appeared, each of which was several zhang long, one by one pointing straight to the sky, Fang Yuan was taken aback in his heart, and almost without thinking about it, he ran the Flying Sword Momentum, and the whole person seemed to be unable to move his legs, so he instantly rushed into the air.

Looking down, the red lotus-like blade made people's scalps numb.

If it weren't for his extremely fast reaction, the flying sword momentum was practiced into his bones again, and he could use it in an instant, he would have died through his heart!

"What exactly do you want to do?"

There was already uncontrollable anger in Fang Yuan's voice.

"Didn't you say that?"

The disciple surnamed Yuan laughed softly: "Just give it a try!"

As he spoke, the sleeves of his robe flicked again, but three lotus petals had already flown into the air, above Fang Yuan's head.

"You ......"

Fang Yuan shouted angrily, but before the words could be spoken, he could only hear the sound of "Xiu", "Xiu", "Xiu", "Xiu", and the lotus petals floating in the air suddenly burst out of countless sword qi, staggering and horizontal, almost filling the entire sky within a radius of thirty zhang, Fang Yuan was directly trapped in the middle of these countless sword qi, and for a moment he felt that his body was surrounded by terrifying red light.

"Swing the sword ......"

He didn't want to think about it, his body turned abruptly, this was the way to move his body from the widow who climbed over the wall, left and right, unpredictable, the whole person seemed to have turned into countless shadows in an instant, staggering, and escaped directly from the Red Lotus Sword Array, without any injuries on his body, but his eyes had instantly become cold, and he shouted: "Enough......"

"Haven't you been willing to make a move until now?"

The disciple surnamed Yuan chuckled and raised his hand again, this time, he actually held a handful of petals in his hand.

"This senior brother, I have repeatedly endured it, if you force me to ...... again"

Fang Yuan's heart couldn't help but sink, he was anxious and angry, and said in a deep voice.

"Haha, it's just a discussion, what do you want to force you or not?"

The disciple surnamed Yuan laughed loudly, and simply held a handful of lotus petals again, and was about to sprinkle them out!

Seeing this scene, Fang Yuan was already shocked in his heart, clenched the Demon Seal Sword in his hand, and his mana rose rapidly.

Luo Feiling, who was lying on her back, also shouted weakly: "It's too much, beat him ......"

"Senior Brother Yuan, you're enough......"

But at this moment, suddenly a faint voice sounded.

At the same time as this voice sounded, I saw a woman flying in the other direction of the col, she was holding an oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and the plain pen on the umbrella surface depicted countless light-colored flowers, wearing a white dress, with a beautiful face, beautiful and unparalleled, like a fluttering fairy, flying over like a volley of empty steps, and then gently landed between Fang Yuan and the disciple surnamed Yuan, and put away the umbrella.

"Alas, Senior Sister Xinyao, you are really good at picking the right time......"

Seeing her, the disciple surnamed Yuan sighed and gently put away the two petals he was holding in his hand.

It was none other than Lu Xinyao, Fang Yuan's classmate in the Fairy Hall of Taiyue City when he was a child.

"You know what to do, don't you know that Senior Brother Fang Yuan is in a hurry?"

She complained about the disciple surnamed Yuan, and then turned to Fang Yuan, bowed, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Fang Yuan, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't blame my little Brother Yuan, he is actually teasing you, in fact, before you came to ask for help, we had already guessed that the Qingyang Sect had been robbed, and sooner or later we would need the help of several great immortal sects, but I didn't know what the situation inside was, so I didn't dare to break in, and now that you broke out to ask for help, I have already reported to me Senior Sister Xiao of Baihua Valley at the first time!"

Fang Yuan listened to Lu Xinyao's words, and was slightly stunned, and when he saw that what she said was reasonable, his heart suddenly jumped slightly.

He forcibly suppressed the worry in his heart and whispered, "That...... What do the great immortal gates mean?"

"Of course I want to save it!"

Lu Xinyao said with a straight face: "The five immortal sects are connected with each other, just like siblings, Qingyang is in trouble, how can we not save it?"

"So...... I thanked Qingyang in advance on behalf of my fellow ......."

Fang Yuan listened to Lu Xinyao's words, but hesitated slightly, and then solemnly hugged his fists and thanked him.

Since he came out of the Eight Desolation Cloud Terrace, what he thought about in his heart was this matter, and now it was easy to get to the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and when he got the right words, he was slightly relieved in his heart, Lu Xinyao promised such an affirmation, and he thought that it represented the meaning of the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

"I don't know...... When are you going to leave the Valley of Hundred Flowers?"

But after a moment's hesitation, he asked again.

"When are you leaving?"

Lu Xinyao laughed when she heard this, and said: "Senior Brother Fang Yuan, this change came suddenly, if you want to rescue, you can't act rashly, just because my Senior Sister Xiao of Baihua Valley said that I will immediately arrange for the major immortal sects to come to discuss and determine the rescue matters, and then everyone will make an appointment to send troops, and please don't worry, how about you two rest in my Baihua Valley camp for a while?"

"So...... Thank you, Senior Sister Lu!"

Fang Yuan heard that what she said also made sense, so he had to agree for the time being.

His killing, two days of travel, is really a little tired and tight, and he really needs to recuperate.

"Then hurry up and arrange a palace tent for Senior Brother Fang Yuan!"

Lu Xinyao smiled and said to the two Hundred Flowers Valley disciples beside him: "You guys don't know how to be polite, don't you see that Senior Brother Fang Yuan is still carrying a person on his back?

When the two Immortal Sect disciples beside her heard this, their faces were slightly red, and they hurriedly stepped forward to take Luo Feiling.

"Don't ......"

Luo Feiling, who was lying on Fang Yuan's back, said lazily: "Men and women don't kiss, don't touch me......"

The two Immortal Sect disciples were suddenly a little dumbfounded, and looked at Fang Yuan unconvinced.

"No need, I can still carry ......"

Fang Yuan's expression was also a little embarrassed, and he thanked the two Hundred Flowers Valley disciples in a low voice.

Lu Xinyao glanced at Luo Feiling with a smile, and didn't say much, just arranged for the Xianmen disciple to take Fang Yuan to his palace tent to rest, and then said: "Senior Brother Fang, let's rest for a while, I'll arrange the big things first, and then I'll go over to see you later!"

Fang Yuan thanked her again before following the two Immortal Sect disciples.

"Hehe, with a person on his back, he can easily dodge my Lotus Sword Formation......"

It wasn't until Fang Yuan left that Senior Brother Yuan, who was sitting on the lotus leaf, suddenly laughed, turned his head to look at Lu Xinyao, who was slightly distracted, and said softly: "Senior Sister Xinyao, you, your old classmate, who fought alone with a sword, came out of the tide of monsters with a burden, and he was still so powerful, and his breath was like wolf smoke, it was really amazing......

"Huh?"

Lu Xinyao reacted after a while, and said with a smile: "Even Senior Brother Xiao Yuan has begun to praise others?"

Senior Brother Yuan smiled faintly and said, "Since he has such skills, he is naturally worthy of praise!"

Lu Xinyao smiled lightly and said softly: "I was really a little surprised, he wasn't like this before, he was just a poor disciple with a hard work, his mind is not big, and his temperament is also weak, so he bullied each other, and he was silent, but he didn't expect that he hadn't seen him for three years, but he had such a demeanor, it was really ...... It's a bit of a surprise......"