When everyone heard this, they all reacted, and it was so.

Such a guy who has made an oath, or has a handle to be caught, will either be killed or released, and he will definitely not be relieved if he is released, and maybe a big enemy will be released.

......

Snort -

Fang Junmei tore open the other party's storage space and picked up the contents inside.

"What's going to do next?"

Zhuang Youde asked.

"My enemies, not so much. ”

Fang Junmei said calmly while taking the object: "Although the guy in white covered his head and deliberately did not reveal the aura of the Dao heart, there were always those few people. This matter will be resolved by myself in the future. ”

The crowd nodded, knowing that he had already guessed.

In the other party's storage space, there were no strange treasures, but there were a lot of immortal jade, Fang Junmei gave them to the Heavenly Wolf Sanctuary and the Panwang Sanctuary, and the monks of the Falling Star Sect as compensation and gratitude.

An incident has come to a temporary end here.

......

After tea time.

In the main hall, the lights are bright and the wine is fragrant, but Fang Junmei, today's protagonist, is missing.

......

In the world outside the city, it was already night, the sky was full of stars, and the bright moon sprinkled the night like water.

Dafeng Clan stepped on a white sword light, flying through the sky, not fast or slow.

On his ordinary face, he was cold and depressed.

Although Fang Junmei has recovered, and his heart has changed, but between his words, he always has a kind of distrust of him, and even makes him feel that his dignity is gone.

This feeling has been felt for a long time.

After all, the Dafeng Clan is a very dignified man, and when everyone was judging the white-clothed sword cultivator just now, the Dafeng Clan had already quietly left, without saying goodbye to anyone.

He had already decided in his heart that he would no longer have the luxury of worshipping under Fang Junmei's door in the future, or even never come to see him again, but he would still persist in the way of the sword seal.

Thoughts are flying, and the mind is in a trance.

......

Suddenly, a powerful divine sense swept over, and then, the familiar voice sounded in my mind.

"Is that all there is to it?"

The voice was as cold as ever.

Dafeng was shocked when he heard this, his figure settled, and his divine sense swept back, only to see Fang Junmei standing on the top of a small hill a hundred miles behind him, looking in his direction.

The bloody clothes did not change, the red and white intertwined flew in the night wind, the waist seemed to be straighter than ever, the hands were behind the back, the bearing was like the abyss and the sea, and the two eyes were as deep as the finest black jade.

Fang Jun's eyebrows did not have any expression.

After a few glances, Dafeng lowered his head and opened his mouth to leave.

"Come here!"

Fang Junmei had already transmitted the message to him first.

Hearing this, the Gale Clan's gaze hesitated for a moment, and finally flew in his direction.

......

"Meet the seniors. ”

Soon, he landed silently and saluted.

Fang Junmei stared at him a few times, then swept in all directions, and sighed in a very low voice: "This place is indeed a little shabby, but if you are still willing, you can give me a few salutes and be my founding disciple." ”

Fang Junmei finally said this.

After going through the previous events, there is finally nothing to pick about for the son of the Dafeng clan.

When the Dafeng clan heard this, his body was first shocked, and then in his two eyes, hot tears rolled up and spilled down.

From when he was in his twenties, he waited until today, and after waiting for tens of thousands of years, he finally waited for this sentence.

This coveted sentence.

Looking at his appearance, Fang Junmei was also moved, and felt that he was too harsh and indifferent to this son before.

"Disciple Dafeng Clan, meet the master!"

The Great Wind almost roared, fell to the ground, and knocked three times!

......

When I returned to the city lord's mansion, everyone was drinking and chatting.

Seeing Fang Junmei leading the Dafeng Clan in, everyone showed a smile like this.

After sitting down, the Dafeng clan was reintroduced to everyone, and naturally there was a lot of laughter, and the two guys Zhuang Youde and Song Shede were even more happy.

"Jun Mei, what is the name of your transformed Dao Heart?"

After a long while, Gu Xijin asked.

When everyone heard this, they stopped laughing and looked at it together.

Fang Jun smiled and said: "After not moving, it is immortal, after immortality, of course, it is immortal, from today onwards, my Dao heart should hang high like the sun and the moon, and it will never be extinguished!"

Between the words, there is a lot of pride.

In the two eyes, it was like a lamp, bright and firm.

When everyone heard this, they nodded enviously.

"Indestructible, indestructible ......"

Gu Xijin muttered and repeated, smiled arrogantly, looked at Fang Junmei and said, "You'd better not be too lax because of this, after my Dao heart transforms, I will come to destroy it!"

Proud and confident as always.

"Sit back and wait for my brother to come. ”

Fang Junmei looked at him and replied lightly.

Everyone shook their heads and smiled.

At this moment, Long Jinyi, Zhu Yan Cijing, Xiongfei and others are also ambitious.

......

After a while, it's almost midnight.

The Heavenly Wolf Temple, the Panwang Temple, and the monks of the Falling Star Sect, seeing that Fang Junmei and the others still had confidants to talk about, said goodbye and left first.

In the end, only Fang Junmei, Piaoshuang Clan, Long Jinyi, Gu Xijin, Zhuang Youde, Song Shede and other close monks were left in the hall, as well as the disciples who came out of the Panxin Sword Sect.

Bang!

The door closed suddenly, the ban was raised, and it was Fang Junmei who made the shot.

......

"Ladies and gentlemen, the old body will give you another drink, in the matter of Junmei, you have made great efforts, and the old body is grateful. ”

After Piaoshuang finished speaking, he drank it all.

Everyone is naturally modest, and it is another cup of belly.

"Old grandmother, it's not okay to say thank you, why do you want to express it?"

Song Shede said with a wicked smile.

In the Immortal Poison Temple before, when he was treating the psychological illness of the Piaoshuang Clan, he had already followed Fang Junmei and evoked the title of Old Grandmother.

"You little bunny, what's on your mind about me again?"

Piaoshuang scolded with a smile, but his expression was extremely kind.

Song Shede smiled, and said with a somewhat flattering smile: "Old grandmother, take advantage of your high interest today, otherwise, you will pass a few hands of the Tyrant Immortal torture hand to us." The younger generation is obsessed with Dan Dao, and his other talents are poor, so he really doesn't have time, and he can't deduce any profound magical powers. ”

He wants to kill the torture hand of the Tyrant Immortal!

Since the last time, I have been thinking about it, and I have been grinding Fang Junmei for a lot of time, but Fang Junmei does not have the consent of the Piaoshuang Clan, and he does not dare to pass him on casually.

See you again today, that's called an eye-to-eye!

Hearing this, Piaoshuang smiled slightly, and said briskly: "The Tyrant Immortal Torture Hand has extremely high requirements for the level of body and soul prohibition, if you can work hard, Jun Mei will take the time to pass on your hands." ”

Song Shede's eyes lit up when he listened, and he was overjoyed, and he really didn't have much expectation.

"Thank you, grandmother!"

Great thanks.

When others heard this, they were also happy for him, but it was of course unrealistic to hope that everyone would learn it.

And such as Long Jinyi, Gu Xijin and others, they are all extremely arrogant, no matter how clever the torturer of the tyrant is, it is also someone else's means, and there is no heartbeat.

This little episode is over.

......

Everyone's eyes looked at Fang Junmei.

Fang Junmei didn't talk nonsense, and directly expressed his thoughts.

"Ladies and gentlemen, most of us are of the same ancestry, even if they are not, they are closely related, and I have been wandering through the Four Great Sacred Domains until now, I urgently feel that we need to have a foundation. ”

Fang Junmei said.

This was not a whim on his part, he had had this idea before, and he came to the scene while everyone was gathered.

"Jun Mei, are you going to form a force?"

Gu Xijin asked, frowning a little, he really felt that it was too comfortable to be a casual cultivator.

"Strictly speaking, it's not a force, there is no distinction between sect masters and disciples, it's just a foundation, lest we wander all over the world and want to find others, all by asking around!"

Fang Junmei said.

Everyone laughed together at the end.

Fang Junmei looked at the old grandmother, and then said, "Grandmother, I want to use the depths of the white clouds as a foundation as a place for me to settle down in the future. ”

After speaking, he looked at everyone again: "In the depths of this white cloud, it is the former mountain of our Fang family, which was occupied by Fang Seventeen before, I have cleared it, and I will also practice there for most of the time in the future." ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, if you don't have a place to go, you can also come and settle there, and if you have the power of the sect, you can also break through in the power of your own sect. In short, in the depths of this white cloud, it will be regarded as a place for us to settle down in the future, come and practice the Tao, or leave your own news, inquire about other people's news, you can come here. If you get into trouble, you can also come over and take care of each other. ”

Fang Junmei put forward his own thoughts, and said, "But only for the monks who are close to us, you and your Taoist disciples. ”

The master of speech has his own bearing.

When everyone heard this, they thought silently together.

......

"You are now also a Tianbutong monk with two changes in the Dao heart, in the depths of the white clouds, I have no opinion on what you want to do. ”

The old grandmother said first, but her expression was slightly complicated. But no matter how there is a knot in my heart, this level must be passed.

"Thank you, grandmother. ”

Fang Junmei nodded in thanks.

"This method is very good, and it is much more convenient for everyone to contact in the future, and there are not too many other constraints, so I have no opinion. ”

Gu Xijin nodded in agreement.

Long Jinyi, Zhuang Youde and others also nodded one after another.

The juniors who came out of the Panxin Sword Sect had no opinions, and they were even very happy, with so many bigwigs asking for advice, it would be smooth sailing to practice in the future.

......

"Since everyone has no opinions, there is no need to rush to the Quartet for the time being, and we will go to Baiyun Mountain with me tomorrow, open the mountain and set up a formation, and be familiar with the doorway. ”

Fang Junmei said again.

Everyone nodded in unison.

After the plan was agreed, Fang Junmei briefly talked about the matter of Dao Lang in the troubled times and reminded everyone to pay attention.

After chatting for a while, they dispersed, and only Fang Junmei and Piaoshuang were left in the hall.