In the past few days, Fang Yan has been quietly cultivating in the inn, and most of the time has been calm, but a small thing has happened, that is, Hua has not broken through the realm.

The girl didn't realize it, but she felt that her realm was higher than Fang Yan, so she raised her chin proudly towards Fang Yan, and happily pulled the little girl in the robe to buy rouge, and the girl was finally not so calculating in this regard.

The young man was also very speechless about this, Hua Weijian has broken the bottleneck in the middle of the second realm in just half a year from breaking through the foundation building realm to the present, you must know that it will take at least more than ten years for some mountain qi practitioners to break through this bottleneck, and Hua Weijian has just passed his nineteenth birthday now, what a demon talent is.

But Fang Yan forgot that it had only been five years since he started his cultivation.

Elder Meng came once, and Fang Yan's expression was particularly strange, which made the young man very dazed, and then Elder Meng left a bulging bag and walked away.

Lin Haoran opened it excitedly, his face changed suddenly, and he threw himself directly into the corner and vomited.

There was a bloody head inside, with dilated pupils that were extremely hideous.

Fang Yan fell silent, and there was some faint speculation about the attitude of the Six Battle Gates and the Xu family.

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When the sky was dark, a figure in white wearing a hat swept out of the inn and walked south.

At the end of the rouge shop, Dong Shishi rarely got up early in the morning, stretched his waist, shivered coldly, tightened his sleeves, and retracted his head into the collar. He thought about it for a while, and took out a book written by Confucianism from the drawer, which Zhou Fengyuan used to pay Dong Shishi on credit when he bought rouge, maybe it was used to pretend to be a scholar and deceive a girl from which family. Dong Shishi is not very literate, but he has also heard that there is a golden house in the book, and since he has the money to build a golden house, he can always be warmed inside.

The white-clothed man took his eyes off the wide-eyed reading child, toe lightly, swept up a thick locust tree nearby, sat on the branch, took out a pot of tea, and did not take the teacup, but raised his head to the mouth of the pot and drank it.

On this day, the Fang family in Luohua City was extremely quiet, the servants cleaned the courtyard in an orderly manner, and some maids hung white strips on the door beams. Today is the death day of the former head of the Flower Bone Sect, Fang Lost, who single-handedly rejuvenated the originally lonely Fang family, and only then did he have this huge force in Falling Flower City. The old man had a son under Fang Hong's knees, and after his death, Fang Hong also respectfully buried the old man, and went to the grave every year today, burning some paper money on the ancestral card at home.

At this time of year, other families in Falling Flower City will also symbolically send people to greet them, and it is often crowded at noon.

Today, Fang Hong was dressed in white, but his expression was a little respectful, and he deliberately walked half a step behind the person next to him when he walked on the road. The man was also dressed in white, but he had a golden sword on his back, and he had just entered middle age by looking at his face. The middle-aged man was smiling and talking with Fang Hong with his hands behind his back, but at this moment he suddenly paused, his eyes swept away, and he looked at the position of the Fang family's ancestral card.

"The rules of you market people are a little interesting, and they are a little more complicated than those on our mountain. The middle-aged man said with a smile.

Fang Hong said respectfully: "The immortal master has praised it, the worship of the little people is just that, where dare to compare with the mountain." ”

The middle-aged man was noncommittal, and glanced at Fang Lost's spiritual position, before coming here, he also knew about the situation of the Fang family, knowing that this Fang Lost was not an ordinary person, and his early experience was impossible to explore, but he vaguely knew that he was not from Lanzhou, and when he first arrived in Luohua City, he did not show his eyes, but then led the Fang family, which had long since declined at that time, to become a big force in Luohua City again.

Thinking of this, the man smiled, how could he go down the mountain and be careful everywhere, and come to spend some effort to find out the roots of these ordinary people in the market?

The man's surname is Du Mingmei, from the Golden Sword Sect, his status is quite not low, he has been practicing in the sect, this time he is also out of the customs to complete the sect task, if it is an ordinary task, he is naturally disdainful, but this time his own master specially told himself a small thing, let him think for a moment before making up his mind to come.

Du Mei traveled thousands of miles down the mountain, and when she arrived in Luohua City, the first thing she did was to do that unexpected little thing, went to find a beef shop, ordered three plates of sauced beef, and sat in it for a full hour, until the little guy came to drive people away, and then got up to leave. Du Mei herself was also surprised, she really didn't understand what her master meant, but she still settled the account honestly.

There are many disciples from the Golden Sword Sect, Du Mei heard that the natural seed of Confucianism is about to be born, and the Chen family has asked them to fight for the position of the city lord, and they also have to rely on the Chen family to rest and take the lead one step ahead. Du Mei did not choose to go to the Chen family, but came directly to the Fang family with the sword that was escorted by the mission, which was a bit unexpected, but it just matched Du Mei's mood.

Du Mei has been famous in the Golden Sword Sect for a long time, she entered the foundation at a young age, and she likes to be competitive everywhere, which is why her own master has to let him be honest and retreat, this time he deliberately picked a task in Luohua City, I heard that there is a character here, his name is Fang Yan, he was on the glass list at a young age, and he has competed with the five realms of the immortals, which made Du Mei feel hot for a while, he likes to take these strange people as the whetstone of the avenue, and regretted not participating in the battle of the bloody illusion in the retreat, and now he is gearing up, ready to meet this so-called extreme realm martial artist for a while。

Du Mei looked at Fang Hong who was flattering at the moment lightly, and only sneered in her heart, he had lived in the Fang family for a long time in the past two days, and he had heard a lot of things, and he was very curious about how this ordinary person, who was not even a martial artist, could raise a son of the extreme realm, and he was quite disgusted when he talked about it, which was weird.

Fang Hong didn't realize it, he only knew that the immortal master in front of him was a big person. After there were more foreign immortals in Luohua City, he also inquired about a lot of things on the mountain, and roughly knew that the immortals were also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and most of the immortals who usually liked to fly away were just entry immortals who had no ability, and this Du Immortal Master was a master of building the foundation realm, not to mention that his cultivation was high, and his face was also very great, if he flattered him, his son's future future will be bright!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel excited, and hurriedly led Du Mei to the lobby, Fang Yu was already standing there swaying, and he didn't care when he saw his father coming, but his eyes swept towards the guests from outside, especially the woman.

Du Mei was stunned for a moment, but looked at Fang Yu with interest, and secretly said in her heart that although the foundation was a mess, it was quite suitable for his appetite.

At noon, the Xu family and the Chen family also sent someone to come, Du Mei was inconvenient to show up, so she was arranged in the back seat, the Chen family came to the old man with snow-white eyebrows, and the Xu family also came to the elders of the family, but the strange thing is that the old man of the Xu family looked gloomy, seeing that the Chen family was not as cynical as before, but looked a little worried.

After offering incense and worshipping and counting all the paper money, everyone comes forward to worship, even if it is over.

Fang Hong breathed a sigh of relief silently, after worshipping outside, he was escorting the long sword, if it was safe, his friendship with the Golden Sword Sect would be there!

Suddenly, Du Mei, who was in the corner, laughed, jumped up, the golden light instantly flowed all over the body, and the golden long sword behind him was sonorously unsheathed, and he was able to control it, like an arm and a finger, and after wiping his fingers, he was even more brilliant, and his eyes were hot, it was a sword cut down!

"Fortunately, I'm finally waiting for you, the guy who is hiding his breath, to take my sword!"

In front of everyone's eyes, a white dress fluttered to the ground, and he was still holding a teapot in his hand, but he just stretched out his right hand, palm facing forward, just resisted the flying golden long sword, and pushed forward lightly, and that Du Mei just kept the sword move, and his body slid out upside down, plowing a trace on the ground, the ground cracked, and the mud flakes, until he stopped before the ancestral brand. Du Mei was just about to make a move, but she was swept out directly diagonally by the thunderous whip leg of the white clothes, and was forcibly embedded in the wall.

The white-clothed man put the hand that was against the long sword behind his back, raised his other hand high, raised his head and took a sip of tea, wiped the corners of his mouth by the way, and then smiled and said, "Wait, you can get out." ”