When the dragon meteor strode back to the familiar stone forest again, it surprised him. At this time, the square was full of people walking back and forth, and there were already many people sitting on the stone pillars, dressed in strange clothes, men, women and children. He had seen a few bright lights flashing in the sky above him when he was closely following a delicate figure, but it was still a great surprise that there were so many fellow Daoists here.

According to Long Fang's original estimate, this gathering of monks, there were at best forty or fifty Condensing True Realm monks in the four regions of east, west, south, and north. But there was a mess in front of him, and there were at least sixty or seventy people according to rough statistics, and this was not counting the other side of the square, where hundreds of monks were huddled together, and the scene was grand enough to think about.

'I'm the last to advance, right?!' Long Fang snorted himself, examining the characteristics and differences of each fellow Daoist one by one, and what made him depressed was that he couldn't see the cultivation of most of the monks. At the same time, several divine thoughts also swept over him, and Long Fang turned a blind eye to this, perhaps no one would be interested in a latecomer whose initial realm was stable.

Of course, this was only his own thought, as a light aroma had wafted behind him and rushed into Long Fang's nostrils. Long Fang's spirits perked up, and he hurriedly looked back and turned around, and when he saw the person clearly, his cheeks couldn't help but heat slightly, wasn't this the beautiful woman who followed others all the way and secretly competed in skills?

"Why, this fellow Daoist, haven't you chosen a suitable stone pillar to sit on?" The voice was sweet and crisp, playing with the green flute in his hand, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared at Long Fang.

"Uh--I was new to the city, and I was checking the square, so I ............. "Long Fang is a little speechless, strange, where is the chic on weekdays?

"Newcomer?mmmmmmmm

"This-like a frightening dragon, graceful like a dragon!" Long Fang secretly stuck out his tongue, it turned out that people had already noticed it, so he had to praise it cheekily.

"Really, the little woman thinks that the sweet-mouthed guys are all underbeaten. ”

"Hey, hey, hey, when I'm free, I'll let my sister beat me up. Long Fang had no choice but to cater to the hippie smile, coaxing the beauty to be happy is not more cost-effective than dealing with the arrogant and unreasonable tiger.

"Hmph! you have no malicious intent, and you have just stepped into the threshold of the Condensing Truth Realm, so don't worry about it this time, you would have been killed by this girl if you had changed others. If you want to talk, you can make it clear, and you don't have to be sneaky. The woman's pretty face was cold, and she criticized Long Fang for a few words, and then went behind her back to herself.

"Can you tell Fang Ming, that beauty?"

"Western Regions, Lelan. The voice echoed in Long Fang's ears.

Long Fang pinched his nose helplessly, scratched his scalp again, and was about to leave. Suddenly, he seemed to be aware of it, and glanced back at his back, a bewitching figure had already appeared in his eyes, and Shi Shiran was walking from several stone pillars, and a strange fragrance had already drifted in advance with the wind. This woman has red hair, a red dress and a blue dress, and totems are carved on her arms.

"Giggle...... Little brother, have you been scolded by your sweetheart?"

"Oh, why did you meet her again? Last time, she was caught by killing that seriously injured ghost cultivator, and this time she will come to tease me again." Suddenly, my mind changed again, no! The current self has already changed after advancement, and it is very different from before, except for Tengge's predecessors, no one knows his true details. It's really time to fight, almost showing the horse's feet, otherwise the results of enduring two hours of severe pain will be in vain.

"My sister will laugh, I just met her for the first time, where did the affection come from. Long Fang replied with a sneer.

"I see, I was wrong, if you are really interested in her, my sister has countless ways to help you, of course, you only need to pay a little spirit crystal. ”

"Don't bother my sister, since I have come here, the word 'love' will be light, my sister is still looking for a stone pillar at this time, and it is right to wait for the seniors to make it clear. Long Fang clenched his fists and arched his hand, then turned around and left calmly.

"I look down on the word 'love', how can my brother know that the avenue is ruthless?" the woman smiled, tapped the palm of her left hand with the jade flute, glanced at Long Fang's back, and then walked to the other side step by step.

"Look, isn't that Tulia, the witch of Southern Xinjiang, looking for someone to play tricks again!" a voice rang out.

"Alas, go quickly, the farther away from her the better, the last time I heard that a Taoist friend was harmed by her with a Laoshzi Gu worm for half a month, and he almost went crazy with half crying and half laughing. Another voice responded.

Long Fang's ears and eyes were psychic, how could he not hear the whispering in the distance. I thought to myself: When I saw this woman for the first time, I judged from the clothes and totems on her body that she was from southern Xinjiang, and it seemed that it was true. Where did the title of 'witch' come from? Could it be that she was not kind-hearted? Her old friend Balu was also from southern Xinjiang, so was there a rift and grudge between them? There were many doubts surrounding Long Fang, but obviously this was not the time to figure out these messy problems.

I found a stone pillar and jumped up, standing on a high place with a wider field of vision, and the monks who were originally full of people below were now scattered in the vast stone forest, but they looked sparse and deserted. As time passed, fewer and fewer monks arrived, and finally no one joined them, and the whole square gradually fell silent again.

At this time, the space above the ancient tower at the core fluctuated, and immediately attracted everyone's attention, and then a figure wearing a golden brocade robe and a golden crown slowly walked out of the void, holding a large pu fan in his hand, it was Tengge. This made a trace of fear flash in the eyes of the Ning Zhen Realm present. It turned out that the seniors hid in the sky and quietly observed us and others, but fortunately they didn't do anything out of the ordinary, otherwise the punishment would be inevitable.

A powerful divine thought swept the audience, and Tengge didn't say anything, just a magic decision popped up. The outermost light of the stone pillar flickered a few times, and the huge light curtain that usually blocked everything from the outside world returned to its original state.

"Meet the seniors——!" All the monks stood up in unison and bowed deeply to Tengge.

"Well—for—for!" Tengge shook his fan, then waved. Glancing at the sky covered by rolling black clouds, he coughed and spoke:

"Do you know the void above your head?"

"What?"

"What do you mean?" Suddenly the people spoke noisily, and they didn't know why except for Long Fang.

"In the ancient times, my Qingchuan Continent was full of talents, and a Tianyuan Realm predecessor stumbled upon a spatial barrier before he ascended, and after spending great divine powers to investigate, he finally learned that there was another space beyond the endless void above our heads. However, due to the limited mana and the shortage of materials, he has not been able to open it, so he had to contact his fellow Daoists in the Tianyuan Realm of several other continents, and several seniors racked their brains, and finally found a way to open it after repeated attempts. Then they used everything they could to establish several ancient circles on various continents, and the one under our feet was one of them. ”