After Wang Xinian said this sentence indifferently, the next moment he bared his teeth, sat on the lotus leaf, and scolded Fang Yan: "You fuck, don't you know how to start?"

Fang Yan sat down cross-legged, and smiled bitterly when he heard the words, the machine spirit on the side was unhappy every night, and said with his eyes glared: "What's the matter, relying on a dragon as a protector, just run rampant like this, bullying my master?"

Mo Qing turned around and said with a flat expression: "Want to regret it?"

Ye Ye pulled the corners of his mouth, and glanced at Xu Tangtang, the women understood that Xu Tangtang was not very happy to take out a blood-colored lotus seed, which was the core of this little lotus cave sky, the most essential part. Ye Ye casually threw it at Mo Qing, and after the latter took it, he smiled slightly, and also flicked his fingers and gave away an object.

Ye Ye took a look, then widened his eyes and gave a thumbs up, "Yes, although he is a beast, his qi is not small." ”

Mo Qing laughed and didn't bother to speak.

Wang Xinian looked at the two of them, looked at Fang Yan again, and said with a smile: "After this Daozi built the foundation, you were still the first person to embarrass me so much. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that you're strong, if this Daozi used the twelve points of power of the Qi Condensation Realm, you wouldn't be sitting here. ”

Fang Yan breathed slightly, this would finally suppress the disordered qi and blood in his body, and said with a smile: "So you have used eleven points of strength?"

Wang Xinian was deflated, his face was flushed, and he snorted. He finally drew his sword out of the sheath, and he had already broken through the suppression of the Condensation Qi Realm, so Mo Qing was willing to make the same bet.

Wang Xinian was depressed, took a pot of wine from the storage bag, raised his head and poured a big sip, wiped the corners of his mouth, raised his hand and waved at Fang Yan, "Do you want to drink?"

Fang Yan shook his head, "Don't drink it." ”

"It's boring. Wang Xinian muttered and waved his hand, "Let's go, I won't grind with you here." ”

This young Taoist from Luoluo Mountain really didn't embarrass everyone, saying that he was here to fight, and sure enough, he was going to leave after the fight. As a protector of the Dao, Mo Qing, a tall man whose body is even more of a dragon, glanced at Fang Yan, and then directly raised his hand and pressed it, and without seeing the fluctuations of the Dao marks, the bodies of the two of them rose from the ground and turned into flying rainbows and swept away.

A nineteen-year-old boy in white, gathering nine layers of blood.

The twenty-year-old young Daozi is the pinnacle of building the foundation.

When we meet, we say goodbye.

Fang Yan watched the two leave, slowly closing his eyes and boiling his body, while introspecting himself.

The boy's trip to the Little Lotus Cave was difficult and bumpy, and his body was already like broken porcelain, and he would collapse if he was not careful.

Therefore, every time he fights, he will introspect and adjust his spirit, starting from the earliest time he entered the rivers and lakes in Qishui City, all the way.

Fang Yan fights with people, every step is thoughtful, one step is not bad, he is cautious, and he will not use it to the extreme, this is the reason he has understood since he was a child.

Whether it is the city lord of the Second Realm Prayer Water City, the man of the Dart Bureau, or the old man of the Third Realm Shadow Sect, Fang Yan's methods are correct, but his mind is always tense, and there must be no sloppiness in his punches. So the old Taoist often says that the young man is too unhappy to shoot.

But this time was different, Fang Yan completely let go of his hands and feet, and fought heartily.

Competing in the same realm and forging each other's avenues is the best way to sharpen yourself.

In Fang Yan's body, the nine blood orifices shone brightly, and three of them all turned silvery-white, Yanshu Tianjiao Gong flowed and washed the sword fetus of the flesh body, and Yanshu Tianjiao Gong reached the second layer before he could "open his eyes", that is, the third eye of this eyebrow, which was closely related to the ghost bat wolf.

There are also boxing steps, and they run in with each other with the teenagers in this battle.

Fang Yan's palm evolved his fist technique, and he asked himself.

Night and night looked at his young master, and his heart was a little impressed.

After Fang Yan opened his eyes and rested, he squatted down night and night, and said with a smile: "Congratulations master, not only did you break the realm, but you also won this secret method from Mo Qing, and this time you won't lose money." ”

Fang Yan was angry and raised his hand to flick the door of the night and night, and said, "Since you recognize me as your master, you still use me to gamble with others?"

Ye Ye touched his head, stuck out his tongue, but was very happy in his heart, and said with a smile: "Don't you believe in the master." ”

"Master, you have a great opportunity, and you depend on each other against fate, although there are many disasters, but you are also bright. The master can now be said to be a treasure, but he either hurts the enemy by 1,000 and loses 800 at every turn, or he accepts everything, and he can't understand it. This set of immortal carrying tripod style can be regarded as the best secret method for the cultivation of the martial arts under the mountain, starting from the finger gong step by step, which is the most suitable for your own situation. ”

Seeing that the flowers were in a hurry, he glanced at Fang Yan with some resentment every night, Fang Yan was a little confused, the former had already taken a step back into Fang Yan's body, and came back to the thatched house of the Heart Lake.

Hua Weijian and the little girl in the robe came to Fang Yan one after another, the latter was a little worried, and the former snorted and said, "That's what you said about it?"

Fang Yan could only smile bitterly.

Hua Weijian sighed and said no more.

On the other side, Lin Haoran and the purple-clothed boy woke up slowly, while Xu Tangtang was telling them what had happened, and the two were shocked by the two immortal fights, and the purple-clothed boy was even more speechless.

......

On the bank of the Longmen River, the master and servant traveled by boat.

Wang Xinian coughed and cursed secretly.

Mo Qing smiled, and the young man gave him a blank look, "It's so fun to see me eating deflated?"

Wang Xinian suddenly frowned and said, "In the future, this guy may be a big stumbling block on my avenue, and he will be a little troublesome." ”

Mo Qingyou sighed and said, "I regret it now, I didn't kill him just now?"

Wang Xinian said with a smile: "Kill him? This Daozi is even more troublesome, and it's just a stumbling block, I'll be afraid? Hehe, how old are the two of us, and do we add up to forty? Since we are both young people, we don't care about our spirits, just seize the day, without this amount of energy, I would have died I don't know how many times." ”

Although the young man was embarrassed in the first battle, the arrogant arrogance never fell half a point.

Mo Qing's expression was as usual, and he said: "This young man's physical body is indeed good, although the edge is not exposed, but it is extremely tough, I am afraid that there are masters who have bothered to cultivate his physical body." If he doesn't die early, I'm afraid there will be a place for him in this southern Xinjiang in the future. ”

Wang Xinian snorted, "I don't know who has a better physical body than him or that Barbarian Soul Sect, originally I planned to go to the Barbarian Soul Sect to teach one or two, but now that the bottleneck has loosened after the First World War, I don't have to go." ”

The young man sighed and touched the sword box behind his back, "The second realm breaks the third realm, it is even more difficult, it is not easy for me to master the "swallowing Jiao" and "leaving sorrow" now, who knows if I will be supported to death after the three realms." ”

Mo Qing was noncommittal.

Wang Xinian suddenly narrowed his eyes and muttered: "No, it's not glorious to win, and I lost this secret, so it's too much of a loss to let this kid go like this." ”

Mo Qing was speechless as he watched as the young man summoned an eagle falcon from mid-air, muttering something, and then letting the falcon fly south.

Wang Xinian exhaled, with a feeling of raising his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "I have to go to the Western Regions quickly, I heard that the suspected iron knife Han Song Xiaoming was born, I have to go over to have a good time, maybe I can steal a bit of the truth." ”

Mo Qing snorted, raised his hand and knocked on the edge of the boat, and the ferry suddenly accelerated, carrying the two of them to the west.

......

Three days later, the five of them came out of the Little Lotus Cave.

Without the Lotus Sage, this Lotus Cave is like a rootless duckweed, and every moment is passing by the Dao Scar Heritage, which is naturally easy to break.

It is conceivable that in the next few months, this place will inevitably be unscrupulously looted by various sects, but this has nothing to do with Fang Yan and them.

The purple-clothed boy did not come out with a few people, but chose to stay here, saying that the demonic qi of the Five Realms here had not dispersed, and it was of great benefit to his Dao cultivation, and it was a great opportunity.

Fang Yan didn't force it, although he was very dissatisfied with his approach all the way, he was also used to the other party's chatter, and he was somewhat inexplicably regretful.

Lin Haoran was equally sad, but after being blinded by the purple-clothed boy a few times, he omitted a lot of hypocritical words.

The five of them stepped on the flying sword, and the little girl in the Taoist robe now broke through the realm and entered the foundation, and the road marks were still not enough to support the sword for too long, but fortunately, the place where she left was very close to the ground, and several people slowly approached a ferry, Xu Tangtang suddenly smiled and said: "Childe, I won't go with you." ”

Fang Yan glanced at Xu Tang, who gave a salute and whispered: "The matter of the Lotus Cave Heaven, I will tell the pavilion master truthfully, if the prince has the opportunity, he can come to Yibao Pavilion to talk about it." ”

Fang Yan frowned slightly, smiled at the woman after a moment, and saluted with a fist.

Thank you for giving her the grace of boxing.

The woman was in a good mood suddenly, and then sighed and said, "It's a pity, the son is too young, otherwise he ......"

Then she looked at the flower that was not very good-looking, and covered her mouth and smiled, full of charm.

Fang Yan was a little puzzled and dazzled, but the latter did not hesitate not to turn his head and no longer looked at him.

Hua didn't see it, but stayed, saying that Wang Yechu had something to do, and allowed her to walk with Fang Yan for a while.

The teenager was naturally very happy.

When they arrived on the shore, the five people became four, and Xu Tangtang quietly left.

Fang Yan and the others walked on the post road, and the cold wind invaded.

It turns out that it is slowly wintering.

Fang Yan first entered the rivers and lakes, and it was still autumn.

The young man closed his eyes and practiced boxing, the young man shook his head, and the two girls got together and talked about the girl's words.

All the way down.

There is one less white-bearded old man who likes to chatter, more than a dull half-witted fortune teller, and a pink skirt girl who also likes to chatter.

It doesn't seem to make a difference.

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