"Huh?"

The place where many monks of the Heavenly Star Sect gathered on the Demon Yuan Ridge suddenly swept two breaths, and the core disciples of the Heavenly Star Sect, whether they were meditating or practicing the exercises, all froze and had a trace of doubt.

Immediately, everyone probed towards the two breaths, and in an instant, they realized that they were the breaths of the two ancestors.

"Two seniors, but what happened?" asked the Qiyang Daoist with a divine sense.

"It's nothing, just let him recover here for a few days first. The voice of the Battle Emperor reached the ears of several core disciples of Qiyang Daoist and Jiaoyue Daoren.

In the surprised eyes of several people, a figure suddenly flashed out, and then the aura of the two ancestors disappeared without a trace.

"Fang Yan, what happened, what danger did you encounter?" Seeing the aura of the figure clearly, all the core disciples of the Heavenly Star Sect were a little surprised, and the Qiyang Daoist asked directly.

"Fang Yan has seen a few seniors, Qiyang seniors, juniors are fine, I have suffered a little injury, and it will be good to recover from retreat for a while. Fang Yan, who looked a little tired, saw several sect seniors, and when he heard the concerned words of Qiyang Daoist, he immediately said.

"Huh?" Several core disciples heard the words of the dialect but did not speak, but stared at the dialect closely.

The other distracted disciples around him, the Yuanying disciples also noticed the movement and surrounded them, Taiyu Changhui, Xiyan Lin and others were among them.

Stepping into the Great Array of the Demon Abyss Ridge again, Fang Yan was surrounded by a group of Heavenly Star Sect peers in a few breaths, just now the aura of the two ancestors was not concealed at all, they were all aware of it, they didn't know what had alarmed the two ancestors, until they saw the figure of the dialect revealed, and they didn't know why their fellow sect would go and return, and they would drive the two ancestors to make a move.

It's just that a moment later, all the fellow disciples who just gathered around didn't have the heart to inquire about the dialect, they all looked at the dialect, all of them looked surprised, although many monks did not doubt that the dialect could be promoted and breakthrough, but it was only a few decades since the dialect left here, and the original dialect of the late Yuan Infant was actually distracted at this moment, and more people remembered that the dialect when they worshiped the Heavenly Star Sect more than a hundred years ago was just entering the late Yuan Infant period.

"Senior Brother Dialect?" Taiyu Changhui was the most familiar with dialects, and when he stepped forward, he asked, his eyes were full of surprise, no one knew the experience of dialects better than the two of them, when they first met, the cultivation of dialects was even below them, but only in the middle of the Yuan Infancy.

Fang Yan smiled at them before he could speak, and Lin Ru on the side also asked out loud, "Fang Yan, have you survived the catastrophe?"

"I've seen Senior Brother Lin, I've seen all the senior brothers, the dialect was lucky, and I survived the distraction catastrophe. The dialect arched his hand and spoke.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Fang. Lin Ru bowed his hand and congratulated, and then everyone around him also sounded one after another congratulatory voices.

As the dialect voice fell, there was an uproar around, just a distraction was nothing, and there were other methods that could be simulated, but the dialect was sure in person, but there was no need to doubt it, especially Taiyu Changhui and other Yuanying monks, their faces were full of joy and hope, and there were also a few people with jealousy and unwillingness on their faces The look of disbelief flashed, such as Da Xilu and a few people who had a holiday with the dialect.

"It's all gone, the dialect is still injured at the moment, if you want to ask for advice, there will be an opportunity in the future, you go to the depths of the big array and have more experience, and you will also have such diligence. Qiyang Daoist opened his mouth and shouted.

Although many monks still wanted to find out, after hearing the words of the core disciple of Qiyang Daoren, they could only disperse, and they also sensed the slightly tired breath of the dialect, as for the experience and refinement mentioned by Qiyang Daoren, they also knew that it was a word of encouragement, a hundred years of kung fu from the late Yuan Infant to be promoted to distraction, this is no longer something that can be described by the word genius, if you can just go to the depths of the great array to experience this, then the distraction monks are not so rare.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and their mouths were still congratulating Fang Yan, and the Xiyan Daoist who walked at the end of the crowd also congratulated Fang Yan, and then asked in a whisper: "Fang Yan, what is the matter with your injury, but the monk did it?"

"Thank you, senior sister, for not getting in the way. Fang Yan smiled and thanked the close senior sister, knowing Xi Yan's intentions, but Fang Yan didn't want to make a move with Xi Yan in the early stage of distraction, if she let Xi Yan meet the red bald Luo Yue in the future, although she is also a genius, but she does not have a high-grade spiritual weapon star burial robe like herself, it is difficult to say that she will not suffer.

"Okay, just come to me if you have something. Xiyan understands the heart of the dialect, and when she hears the words of the dialect, she knows that the dialect has already made a plan, and she doesn't say much, leaving a sentence and drifting away.

"Good, good, good. After the juniors dispersed, Qiyang Daocai walked in front of the dialect, looked the dialect up and down again, and said yes in his mouth.

The rest of the core disciples also said again and again, those juniors may not realize that their core disciples know that the promotion of dialects is not an ordinary promotion of distractions, you know, dialects have comprehended the true meaning of Xingyun Jue as early as when Yuanying cultivated, and the Sword Star Dao people wanted to let dialects enter the core disciples, but they were pressed down because of cultivation, and now they are distracted, this reason is naturally not, that is to say, dialects are the same as them, they are also core disciples, and it is not an exaggeration to call them a junior disciple.

At this moment, even the Jiaoyue Dao people, who didn't like the dialect at the beginning, walked up to Fang Yan and patted Fang Yan's shoulder, and praised it a few times, the addition of a core disciple to the Heavenly Star Sect is a great thing for the entire sect.

"Fang Yan, what's the matter with your injuries? With your strength, plus the Star Burial Robe even if you are a high-level existence among the seventh-order demon beasts, you won't be injured, even a mid-stage distraction monk is enough to protect yourself. After a pause, Qiyang Dao calmed down, and then brought up his previous words.

"Don't hide it from Qi Yang's seniors, they are three mid-stage distracted monks. In the face of inquiries from several seniors, the dialect was no longer hidden.

"Three mid-stage distracted cultivators, who is so bold that they dare to besiege you?" Hearing the words of the dialect, many core disciples were furious and shouted loudly.

"A few seniors, it's okay, otherwise I wouldn't be safe here. Fang Yan said slowly.

"Well, but the Battle Emperor Soul Dao Divine Mind made a move? No, if they make a move, you won't be hurt, unless those people are the core disciples of those big sects and big forces, no one will escape." ”

"It's not the two ancestors who made the move, it's the Wuyi clan and a few Taoist friends who helped. ”

"Wu Yi clan, it turned out to be them, what is the origin of the other two, but do you want the sect to deal with it?" Qiyang Dao people knew that the dialect of the year had a friendship with the Wu clan Wu Cicada Ming before they entered the sect, and the Wu Cicada Ming waited silently in the Yingbin Valley of the Tianxing Sect for more than ten years in order to wait for the dialect, although he didn't know what the relationship between the dialect and the Wu clan was, but he knew that the Wu clan had no ill will towards the dialect, so he nodded immediately, and finally asked out loud.

"Thank you seniors, but don't pay attention to it, the juniors just deal with it themselves, one of the three has been killed, and the other two are also seriously injured, even if you want to explore for a while, you can't find it, and the next time you meet, the juniors are not afraid of them. ”

"Okay, it is worthy of being the core disciple of my Heavenly Star Sect. Hearing that Fang Yan didn't ask for help, several core disciples were not half annoyed, but a little more appreciated, if the people of the Heavenly Star Sect only knew how to use the power of the sect, the Heavenly Star Sect would not have the famous name it has now.

"Okay, let's not bother you anymore, the two ancestors brought you, it should be for the matter of that formation, now there are several monks who are proficient in the formation to preside, but they can't satisfy the soul Dao people, you cultivate and recover first, and then go after recovery, here are some healing pills to help you recover as soon as possible." As he spoke, Qiyang Daoist handed a few jade bottles in front of Fang Yan.

"Qi Yang, put away your pills by yourself, and let the dialect use these. Suddenly, a voice sounded, and then a wave flashed, and a jade bottle appeared in front of Fang Yan.

Hearing the voice, several core disciples all showed a bit of a different color, the soul Dao people actually personally gave the dialect recovery pill? With the elixir of the ancestor figure, Qi Yang was not polite, even if he took his jade bottle back, then several core disciples of the Heavenly Star Sect, including Fang Yan, bowed their hands together and said, "Thank you Soul Senior." ”