The tall and thin Daoist glanced at each other, and the thin Daoist flew to the high roof not far away with Fang Fushui, and the three of them stood still on a roof.

With his feet on the ground, Fang Fushui couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and under the urging of the two, he quickly told the origin of his family and the flying sword, what to say is actually nothing, Fang Fushui and the worry-free Taoist people have only been together for more than a month, and what is there to talk about.

However, the two Taoists were not interested in Fang Fushui himself at all, but instead focused on asking about the situation of the worry-free Taoist, what appearance and characteristics. It seems that the old way wants to know more about it.

After Fang Fushui repeatedly depicted, a trace of clarity finally flashed in the eyes of the two.

The two of them exchanged voices: "Senior brother, it seems that it is indeed a worry-free senior brother. ”

"Well, from the first time I saw the Songqing Sword, I almost thought of it. ”

"That's right, I also had a guess when I saw Senior Brother's Songqing Sword, but what did Senior Brother mean? Why did you give this kid the Qingsong Sword. ”

"Hmph! Senior Brother is a deep man, how can we guess his thoughts...... However, the senior brother has been missing for so many years, and now I know that he is still safe and sound, isn't it very good, I thought that the senior brother had fallen outside!"

"Then why didn't he go back to the mountains to see his brothers?"

"How do I know this, but at the beginning, he fell out with the head of the sect and left, almost out of the sect, there is no life and death matter, how could he be willing to go back and see the stinky face of the uncle. ”

"Yes, the luck of the senior brother is really bad, obviously after the death of the teacher, the position of head of the family should also be inherited by the senior brother, but it was taken away by the senior uncle by virtue of cultivation, it would be strange if the senior brother could endure this breath. ”

"He is not as inconspicuous as us, he is highly regarded in the door, even if he doesn't leave, Uncle Shi will not be able to tolerate him in order to sit firmly in the position of the sect......"

“......”

The two of them passed into the secret and recalled the past......

"Two immortal elders, can you let me go......" Fang Fushui saw that the two of them were silent, and after waiting for a while, there was still no movement, and finally couldn't help but interrupt the communication between the two.

The two of them weren't angry, after all, Fang Fushui could be regarded as their cheap nephew, although they didn't know what the idea of the Worry-Free Daoist was, but after all, the friendship of so many years was not a fake, and when they saw the disciples of the Worry-Free Daoist, they still felt a little kind.

Therefore, he was not ready to continue to embarrass him, but put on a kind smile.

The tall Taoist returned the Qingsong Sword to Fang Fushui, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Okay, you can go, but you remember, you must practice well in the future, and don't let down your teacher's hopes." ”

Fang Fushui was suddenly flattered, and secretly full of doubts, he really didn't understand why the two of them were fierce and vicious before, why did they change their faces so quickly, and for a while he seemed to see a trace of kindness in the eyes of the two.

What hell is going on?

However, the other party can let him go, and finally return the flying sword to him, which is a good thing for him anyway, at this time, if you don't take advantage of the other party's net to quickly slip away, then what are you waiting for...... Thinking of this, his figure flashed, and he was ready to jump off the roof and leave.

However, the next moment, Fang Fushui's eyes flashed, and a rather dignified middle-aged Taoist suddenly appeared in front of him silently, blocking his way.

Fang Fushui was taken aback, and almost fell on the roof with one foot in the air, he lifted his breath and twisted his body to quickly stabilize his figure. I glanced at the person who came, and found that the other party seemed to be a little familiar, and I always felt that I had seen it somewhere, and I saw it often, but I couldn't remember it for a while.

However, if he heard his question, the tall Daoist and the thin Daoist would probably kindly tell him that the reason why he felt familiar was because this middle-aged man looked too similar to him, and the reason why Fang Fushui felt familiar was because he had seen that appearance countless times when he looked in the mirror.

It's just that he couldn't think of it for a while.

"Son, come and show me. The middle-aged man beckoned to Fang Fushui cordially.

Fang Fushui didn't know why, he obediently walked to the middle-aged man, he was so obedient, it seemed that it was not only because the appearance of the person who came was familiar, but there was a sense of intimacy from the blood, which made him give birth to a warm and cordial feeling.

"Who are you?" asked Fang Fushui.

"I, I'm your uncle!" said the middle-aged man laughed.

What!

And the tall and thin two Taoists were also very surprised, the people who came were clearly cultivators like them, but they had such a close relationship with Fang Fushui, which was really unexpected.

And just now they also learned about his background from Fang Fushui's mouth, more than a month ago, this kid was just a lowly slave of a big family, how could he be a relative of a cultivator.

However, although they were surprised, they didn't feel too surprised, with the very similar looks of the two, it was even more difficult for others to believe that they had no relationship.

However, they felt strange that the person who came was not Fang Fushui's father or uncle, but his uncle.

Seeing that Fang Fushui was like a thunderbolt, and he was speechless in a trance, the middle-aged man arched his hand towards the tall and thin Taoists and smiled: "Two Taoist friends!

"In Xiaxijiang Sect disciple Zhao Changkong!"

"Xijiang Sect disciple Lin Duhe!" the thin Taoist also introduced himself.

"I don't know who Your Excellency is?"

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "It turned out to be a fellow Daoist of the Xijiang Sect, Fang Qi of the Poor Dao Zixiao Palace!"

"Fang Qi!" The two of them were both taken aback, glanced at each other, and then confirmed: "But that Fang Qi Dao brother, one of the top ten true disciples of your palace!"

Fang Qi suddenly smiled and nodded: "It seems that there is only one Fang Qi in the Poor Dao Palace." ”

"It turns out that Your Excellency turned out to be the famous Fang Qi Daoyou, it's really disrespectful!

The Xijiang faction where these two people belong is just a small sect that has barely stepped into the second rate, and there is only one Yuan Shen Zhenren in charge of the whole sect, and the strength is worlds different from Zixiao Palace.

Over the years, Zixiao Palace has developed steadily, and its strength has expanded day by day, and it has been seen by many well-intentioned people, and everyone has gradually begun to compare it with the Four Dao and Two Sects, although Zixiao Palace has not done anything earth-shattering over the years, it has actually become a pivotal force in the cultivation world.

Everyone put their eyes on Zixiao Palace, and continued to pay attention to ......

Some time ago, the news that the Zixiao Palace opened a Fighting Law Conference and decided ten true disciples had also spread all over the world, and the names of the ten of them were also widely circulated......