Three days passed in a flash, and Fang Yan noticed that a communication talisman on his body vibrate, which was the signal that he had made an appointment with Deacon Long that day, and he left the room, and Fang Yan came out to the Hundred Medicine Building.

Two monks who monitored the dialect also followed into the hundred medicine building, to their surprise, the dialect pedaled up to the second floor, although they are both foundation monks, they have not been on the second floor of the hundred medicine building, a strange feeling in their hearts, as a last resort, the two only stayed in the lobby on the first floor and waited for the dialect to come out, but unexpectedly waited for most of the day, until the afternoon, the two finally couldn't help but ask the guy who led the dialect upstairs in the morning, but was replied that the man had already left the hundred medicine building and went out with the deacon.

At this moment, Fang Yan had already followed Deacon Long to a secret place, not from the main gate of the Hundred Medicine Building, but from a secret compartment to leave the Hundred Medicine Building, Fang Yan didn't know what place it was, only knew that he seemed to be deep underground.

After walking around for a long time, and passing through several formations in the middle, I finally came to a hall, Fang Yan and Deacon Long did not come early, there were already a few people who arrived first.

Fang Yan glanced at it, five men, one woman, and six people sat on a futon and meditated with their eyes closed, and when they heard the sound of themselves and Deacon Long coming in, they opened their eyes and took a look, and one of the old men said to Deacon Long: "Daoyou Long, this little monk was introduced by you this time?"

"Kusu Daoyou, exactly, let me introduce you, this is Fang Daoyou, Fang Daoyou, this is Baiwu Mountain Kusu Daoyou. On the way here, Fang Yan told Deacon Long that his surname was Fang, but Deacon Long didn't care, no one knew if the name was true or false here.

"The younger generation has seen the withered seniors. Fang Yan bowed to Kusuo, he had already explored the strength of these people a little, all of them were above the late stage of foundation building, especially the one in front of him, who was the highest cultivator in this group of people, and seemed to have begun to condense the Dan, although there was no Void Dan Dacheng, but it was not far behind.

Seeing the strength of the dialect, Kusu didn't say much, waved his hand to accept this salute, and then continued to close his eyes and cultivate.

For the others, Deacon Long did not introduce them like this, but only quietly explained a few words to Fang Yan, and explained the personal situation a little.

In addition to Kusuo, the other men are Brother Liu Baichuan, Lanfeng Daoren, Tingshan Shangren, and Diaomudao Man, and the female monk named Chixiazi, Deacon Long emphasized it in particular, so that the dialect must not provoke Chixiazi, the temper is weird, the means are special, and it is extremely difficult, even if it is a monk of the same level, few are willing to provoke her.

Fang Yan thanked Deacon Long for reminding him, knowing that the basic situation of these people is always good, some people have strange tempers, maybe their words will inadvertently offend others, although Fang Yan is not afraid of trouble, but this kind of senseless trouble, Fang Yan does not want to provoke.

But after a look, Fang Yan found that the host here is the highest cultivator, but there should be others to come, Fang Yan saw that others were closing their eyes and cultivating, and he didn't talk much, sitting cross-legged on a futon, touching the Xingyun Jue.

Fang Yan got the Nebula Jue for a while, when he was in the Zhangtao Forest, his cultivation was still shallow, after leaving the Zhangtao Forest, he didn't practice well, first fought with the poison Luo, and then entered the black demon realm, after this time he came out, he really began to cultivate the Nebula Jue, when he was refining the qi, he just felt that this mental method absorbed the aura very quickly, and it was not until he re-cultivated in the past few days that he felt more and more that the extraordinaryness of this mental method was felt, and he could feel that when he was cultivating, there was a trace of strange aura pouring into his body, although Fang Yan was not sure whether this was the power of the stars that Xing unintentionally said, but it was undoubtedly of great benefit to cultivation。

While the dialect was cultivating, seven or eight more monks came in, and two of them, like the dialect, were also entering this exchange meeting for the first time.

Suddenly, Fang Yan felt a huge momentum coming, and at the same time, several people around him stood up, Fang Yan hurriedly opened his eyes, and found that with Kusu as the leader, more than a dozen monks in the late stage of foundation building all stood up, as if they were greeting an amazing guest, the person who can make a person like Kusuo so courteous, needless to say, must be the Jindan Great Monk.

Deacon Long on the side also spread a rumor to Fang Yan at this time: "Fang Daoyou, I didn't expect that there would really be a Jindan Great Monk to participate this time, it's very rare." Be careful. ”

The dialect was introduced by Deacon Long, and it is not an exaggeration to advise him like this, otherwise he would not have been better off if he provoked the Jindan Great Monk, and he would not be much better off as the recommender.

Fang Yan nodded, signaling that he was clear, in fact, Fang Yan didn't have much feeling for the Jindan Grand Monk in his heart, and if anyone had two Yuanying Grand Monks by his side, he would not be too excited about one Jindan Grand Monk.

Soon, this Jindan Grand Monk entered the hall under the leadership of two monks in the late stage of foundation building.

Just a look, Fang Yan felt shocked in his heart, this Jindan monk turned out to be his acquaintance, it should be said that he was his enemy, it was Rong Canghai, the father of Rong Hao, the ghost under his sword, how could he come here and meet him so coincidentally.

"The juniors have seen the seniors. "A group of foundation building monks, under the leadership of Kusuo, saluted to Rong Canghai who had just come in, even the most withdrawn Chixiazi did not dare to slack off, Jindan monks, a hundred foundation building monks may not be able to have a knot, it can be seen that the scarcity of Jindan monks, not to mention that most of these monks in front of them are scattered cultivators, and they can now cultivate for a long time, and they don't know how much hardship they have endured, and how many opportunities they have experienced to achieve, if they want to go further, it is even more difficult, if they can get the guidance of a Jindan monk, the benefits are needless to say。

Fang Yan followed everyone and bowed worriedly, fortunately, Rong Canghai didn't seem to recognize himself, too, Rong Canghai and Fang Yan had only met once, and the face used by the dialect at that time was not the same as it is now.

Rong Hao's body was destroyed, Rong Canghai finally found another body for his son, until now, Rong Hao still has not returned to his original cultivation, Wu Xiong is even more distraught, Rong Canghai can be said to hate dialects to the core, but he doesn't know dialects, even if dialects are close in front of him, he would not have thought that this person is the murderer he has been looking for for so many years, seeing so many foundation building monks saluting him, Rong Canghai nodded slightly, it was a response, and then under the guidance of Kusuo, he sat on the main seat.

After Fang Yan confirmed that Rong Canghai did not recognize himself, his nervous mood just now slowly calmed down, although Deacon Long on the side didn't know why Fang Yan saw Brother Jindan, so his mood suddenly changed, but he didn't ask much, he just thought that Fang Yan was the first time to see the majesty of Brother Jindan, after all, for a monk who built the second layer of the foundation, the Great Brother Jindan was too far away, and the dialect was able to withstand the pressure of the Jindan monk with just the second layer of the foundation, which was enough to surprise everyone present.

After everyone sat down one after another, Kusuo looked at Rong Canghai who was seated, Rong Canghai nodded and signaled, and then Kusuo said: "Enter the fortunate Rong seniors to participate in our exchange meeting, now, all Taoist friends will take out what they want to exchange, I won't say much about the rules, each by its own volition." ”

After finishing speaking, Kusuo waved his hand, and a wooden table appeared in front of everyone, and Kusuo first took out a thing from his arms and put it on the table, with a somewhat confident expression: "Contemptible people need a water spirit thing, if any Taoist friend has it, you can come to me to have a look." With that, he sat down.

Fang Yan looked at the table in front of Kusuo, a thing the size of a baby's fist, the whole body was crystal clear, like water and fog, he didn't know what it was, but he knew what the water spirit thing was, and the wood spirit silk he had refined contained the same wood spirit, the water spirit thing was something that could refine the water spirit root, most monks were acquired to refine various spiritual objects to get the corresponding spirit root, but this small thing can be exchanged for a water spirit thing? Fang Yan looked at Deacon Long beside him, but found that several people around him showed surprised expressions.

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