There were three monks around.

A young man, an old man, and a delicate female cultivator.

It was the young man who spoke, handsome in appearance, wild in temperament, quite a bit of a heroic man, but it was a pity that the greedy light in a pair of eagle eyes was a little heavier, like a greedy wolf.

The three of them are all in the realm of the late stage of mortal transformation.

When Fang Junmei became one of the top forty in the Southern Saint Domain, he was wearing a pig's head, but now that he has returned to his original appearance, these three guys obviously don't know that he is Fang Donglai, the first in the Southern Saint.

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His eyes swept slightly over the three of them, and he continued to drive the Taiyi Qing Lingfang towards the north.

Fang Jun's eyebrows were expressionless, and he only took out the Divine Delusion Sword.

Seeing his indifferent look, the three of them exchanged glances, and then they moved together and attacked.

Fang Junmei's long sword struck out, and the golden seal flowed.

Boom Boom Boom –

The sound of explosions soon arose.

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The process of this battle, there is no need to mention it in detail, the three of them were soon shocked by the bombardment, vomiting blood again and again, what slaughtered the mind of an ancestral monk to make a name for himself, and he was beaten without a shadow.

Not to mention, Wan Xiaohua has been alarmed and ran out to watch the play.

"The seniors spared their lives, and the three of us knew that we were wrong. ”

The old man hurriedly begged for mercy, and the three of them fled in three directions.

Fang Junmei snorted coldly, he didn't chase anymore, he didn't intend to kill more today, when the catastrophe came, these monks would turn into ashes sooner or later.

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Continue north.

After more than two years, he finally entered the Northern Sanctuary.

The scene of the Northern Sacred Domain is similar to that of the Eastern Sacred Domain, not because the location is further north, it is full of ice and snow, of course, there are also ice and snow, that is because there is more ice vitality in the heaven and earth.

Like the Eastern Sacred Domain, the number of mortals in the Northern Sacred Domain is also booming, and the monks are also doing the same, so a large number of small and medium-sized forces and scattered cultivators will inevitably be born.

These small and medium-sized forces and scattered cultivators, cultivating to the realm of mortal transformation, are very difficult, and the difficulty of cultivation can be imagined.

After Fang Junmei arrived, he went to those small and medium-sized forces, or the places where the scattered cultivators were entrenched, and passed down his own sword seal path, along with some other cultivation paths.

At first, the monks were naturally skeptical.

"Someone wants to preach?"

"Is it still free?"

"Who are you fooling?"

"Lie to you, I'm your uncle!"

"Who are you, uncle, come on, one, little rabbit cub, and dare to take advantage of me!"

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After a lot of noise, some people went in disbelief, and this time they went, and never came back.

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On that side, Fang Junmei doesn't care if there are many people, one person is also talking, two people are also talking, I believe that after the news spreads, there will be more and more monks who listen to the Tao, and this is indeed the case.

And this time, Fang Junmei, in order to avoid being squeezed out, suspicious, and chased by those powerful monks in the Northern Sacred Domain, covered himself up, he had encountered some such things when he was in the Southern Sacred Domain.

This time, he cast a ban on his skull, creating a cloud of gray mist to hide his appearance, and the same is true for Wan Xiaohua who followed.

When Fang Junmei spoke, Wan Xiaohua listened beside him.

This woman doesn't have many means, so she just uses Fang Junmei's sword mark to make up for some. And she was born with a different species, and she had sword vitality in her body, this cultivation, the speed of comprehension, and the degree of maturity when she cast the sword seal, Fang Jun's eyebrows were all surprised.

Even if it is an original talent to draw inferences, it can be compared to the Gale family.

And in this sermon, Fang Junmei's own brain seemed to be more sensitive and intelligent, and his understanding of the way of sword seals, and even other cultivation paths, became more and more profound.

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Time flies.

Fang Junmei didn't stay in every place for a long time, and the speed of transmission was not slow, at least it was much faster than what he had passed in the Ancient Sword Temple back then.

And he himself is to change the place and continue to pass on.

Kendo.

The Way of the Sword Seal.

In the Northern Sacred Domain, it began to spread rapidly, and the cultivation of the way of the sword also grew.

And Fang Junmei also won the reputation of a mysterious sword cultivator, which provoked a lot of monks to guess his true identity and the intention of doing so.

Wan Xiaohua thought it was quite interesting at first, but gradually it became boring.

"Brother Junmei, if you spread it like this, it will be able to spread all over the four holy regions one day, and besides, it's still free, why not sell it in those big cities, if the price is lower, it will definitely attract many monks to buy it. ”

After the sermon was over that day, Wan Xiaohua asked quietly.

Fang Junmei shook his head.

"No, in that case, it will not be a preaching, but a transaction, and God will definitely not give me the reward he should give me. ”

"What reward did he give you?"

Wan Xiaohua asked curiously.

When Fang Junmei heard this, he smiled mysteriously and did not answer her.

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The matter of the power of faith must not be spread randomly, not to prevent Wan Xiaohua, but to tell her that it is useless, it must be that only by opening a precedent can she get this reward from God?

How many people can do it, opening a precedent?

Gu Xijin is one.

And Fang Junmei himself can only be counted as half!

Because the beginning of the Sword Seal Dao was not created by him, he just stood on the shoulders of the predecessors of the Panxin Sword Sect, inheriting and carrying it forward!

But that senior was already dead, and the more powerful Dragon Gate Sword Seal and Fan Transform Sword Seal were all created by Fang Junmei himself.

Therefore, this preaching merit should of course still be counted on Fang Junmei.

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Fang Junmei stood up and was about to leave, but Wan Xiaohua looked at him a little strangely, because, at this moment, there was a monk walking in the direction of Fang Junmei.

In Wan Xiaohua's impression, Fang Junmei was not a rude monk who had no grace or was high, but this posture clearly did not intend to pay attention to this person.

"Seniors stay!"

The man hurriedly shouted.

This person is a young man in his early thirties, tall and slender, his appearance is only average, his facial contours are round and soft, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose are together, his face is a little sickly pale, and his body exudes a fierce sword intent.

Although the appearance is ordinary, the temperament is very special, giving people a feeling of isolation from the world, not interacting with anyone, not having relationships and stories with anyone, standing alone, walking in the world.

It is not arrogant, nor is it withdrawn, but a kind of birth to be alone, walking in the world, and lonely to the point of indescribable.

Fang Junmei's eyes froze, but he still stopped, turned his head to look at this person, and said lightly: "Today's Tao has been preached, what else do you have to do?"

He really didn't want to pay attention to this person, because his name was Jun Baihe.

Once the first kendo genius of the Southern Immortal Kingdom, the realm is higher than Fang Junmei, the Jun Baihe of the Red Lotus Sword Palace.

There has been no news of this person for a long time, it turns out that he has already come to the Northern Sacred Domain to cultivate, and his current realm is only in the middle stage of mortal transformation.

This was actually a normal cultivation speed, but the problem was that he had been thrown away far by Fang Junmei and the others.

When Fang Junmei was speaking, Jun Baihe was listening below, he had already seen it, and he sighed in his heart for a while.

There is nothing more strange than this.

And when Fang Junmei spoke, he deliberately changed his voice, and this person didn't hear it. If you know the true identity of the person in front of you, the expression of the custodian is wonderful!

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"Seniors, juniors Jun Baihe, although it is a casual cultivation, but he asks himself quite a bit of kendo talent, recently heard the sword seal of the predecessors, such as Daigo empowerment, harvested a lot, very admired the seniors, I hope to beg the seniors to take pity, can accept me to get started. ”

Jun Baihe said respectfully.

In the end, he was a person who had been a young sect, and he may have become the sect master later, in other words, he was humble and arrogant, which was really very good.

It's a pity - Fang Junmei knows his bottom!

Back then, in order to realize the heart of being tired of the rivers and lakes, Jun Baihe turned into a mortal, and allowed those mortals to rebel, ruined his wife, and killed his children, cold-blooded and hateful.

Compared to the Gale Clan, it is much worse.

How could Fang Junmei take him as an apprentice?

"You and I have no mentor-apprentice relationship. ”

Fang Junmei said coldly and walked away.

"Senpai, Senpai-"

Jun Baihe looked inexplicable, how to say that he would go, how much to give people a chance to show!

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On that side, Wan Xiaohua hurriedly followed, still feeling inexplicable.

Of course, Jun Baihe would not give up easily, and he also caught up.

But the speed of Fang Junmei and the others was getting faster and faster, and it didn't take a while to get rid of him completely.

Jun Baihe froze his figure, looking at the sky where the two of them disappeared, his face was ugly, and a gloomy light appeared in a pair of eyes.

"What's so remarkable, it's just a monk in the early stage of the ancestral knot. ”

With a cold sentence in his heart, Jun Baihe turned away, and made up his mind that he would uncover the identity of this mysterious sword cultivator in the future and get back today's humiliation.

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"Brother Junmei, do you know that person just now?"

After staying away, Wan Xiaohua asked.

Fang Junmei nodded, and told Jun Baihe about it.

"This person is really inferior to a beast!"

After listening, Wan Xiaohua also scolded angrily, and her silver teeth were about to be crushed.

Fang Junmei didn't want to mention it more, and concentrated on hurrying up, as for Jun Baihe, in his heart, it was already not worth mentioning.

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In addition to preaching, the two often took off their disguises and went to the place where the monks gathered to inquire about the news of the Piaoshuang Clan, Yang Xiaoslow, and the Blood Sea Orchid.

Regarding the relationship between himself and Yang Xiaoslow, Fang Junmei did not hide it, and even said that in his life, he would only love her and marry her.

The meaning behind it doesn't need to be said more.

When Wan Xiaohua heard this, she was only slightly sad, and then returned to normal, as if there had been no waves in her heart, she smiled as before, and she wanted to help Fang Junmei find this little slow sister.

Fang Junmei saw her as usual, and he was also relieved in his heart.

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In a different place, it was a sermon again.

After this time, someone stayed behind.