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The young woman in black shook her head slightly, her eyes fell back to her hand, and she said lightly: "Since there is nothing else to do, let's go down and hand over the task to the lobby on the second floor." ”

"The disciple understood. ”

Fang Nan replied respectfully, raised his head, and then noticed that the young woman in black was still holding an old book that was somewhat yellowed in her hand, and after dealing with herself at this moment, the other party's head lowered slightly, and she actually continued to read the book directly.

And when he glanced at it before turning around and going downstairs, he also saw the contents of the cover of the old book, and saw that the five big characters of "East China Sea Sword Travels" were printed in the blue of the paper.

"Travelogue?"

Fang Nan's expression moved slightly, and as he walked down the stairs, he muttered secretly, "It seems that what the old man in the library pavilion said before is not false at all, this kind of travel novel, which has nothing to do with cultivation, is extremely popular among monks no matter when and where. ”

"It seems that if there is a shortage of spirit stones in the future, this aspect can really be considered...... But that's not something I can think about right now. ”

Thinking of this, there were many worries in his heart, Fang Nan thought for a while, frowned, retracted these superfluous thoughts, and after handing over the task on the second floor, he went straight out of Yunji Pavilion and rushed to his residence.

............

Ten days later, in front of the Purple Flame Bamboo Forest.

The morning sun is sprinkled on the lawn, the clouds and mist are swirling, and the purple light is flowing, like a fairyland. Compared with the past, the bamboo forest this morning is sparsely populated, but there are only a few, but it seems a little empty.

In front of a purple flame bamboo with the thickness of half a person, a man in a moon-white robe sat with his back against the ground, holding a light cyan jade slip with a leisurely expression, and beside him, a young man in green, although he was also sitting cross-legged on the lawn, but his expression was a little nervous, and from time to time he would look towards the place where the mountain road came, as if he was waiting for someone.

"Seventh brother, what is such impetuousness, since that person is your friend, he must not be deceived, just wait with peace of mind, why bother looking left and right like this. ”

Seeing this scene, the man in the moon-white robe put down the jade slip in his hand and said helplessly.

"I also know that Senior Brother Leng will not break his promise at will, but now it's not too early, isn't it worried about what happens in the middle. The green-clothed young man smiled bitterly and roughly estimated, "Now we still lack about a hundred trapping talismans, and when we receive the fifty here, it will be almost the same if we have a few scattered pieces, and then I and my brothers will dare to enter that site with confidence." ”

"Well, the situation inside is a bit special, before the second uncle entered, no one in the clan expected that the spirit rune of the trapping talisman would still come in handy, otherwise, I would have gone to prepare more for it a long time ago, so why be in such a hurry as now. The man in the moon-white robe bowed slightly, his eyes fell on the green-clothed young man, and he said lightly: "After you go in, you and the fifth brother must follow closely behind me, otherwise, if something happens at that time, even if it is me, it will be difficult to protect you." ”

"Little brother, remember. ”

The green-clothed young man nodded, and was about to say something, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the figure on the mountain road that was gradually approaching, and his eyes flashed with joy, and he hurriedly pointed behind the man in the moon-white robe and said, "They are here!"

"Huh?"

The man in the moon-white robe was slightly stunned and turned his head to look.

Sure enough, in the morning light, two figures in satin blue robes fell into sight, one on the left had a heroic face and a magnificent figure, looking about thirty years old, while the person on the right looked much more ordinary, but relatively younger, as if he was only in his early twenties.

It was the fir and the fonnan.

Seeing the green-clothed young man standing up, Fir quickened his pace a little, bowed to him from a distance, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Liu, I've kept you waiting for a long time." ”

"It's nothing, I've just arrived. ”

The green-clothed young man Yin stepped forward, hugged his fists and smiled back, his eyes fell on Fang Nan next to him, and his divine sense subconsciously swept over, but he found that the other party's cultivation was like a cloud and mist, and he couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, and hurriedly arched his hand to Fang Nan, and said politely: "This Taoist friend looks quite faceless, I don't know what it is?"

Listening to his tone, there was no arrogance of a formal disciple to a foreign affairs disciple under normal circumstances.

Although a month ago, the young man in green had also seen Fang Nan from afar in this place, but at that time it was just a back, and he didn't pay attention to it because he had important matters to discuss, and now that so long has passed, he has long lost his impression in his heart.

When he met such a fellow disciple whose cultivation was obviously higher than his own, it was only natural for him to be polite.

"In the lower south, is the person who took over the task of making the sinking talisman this time, and hasn't invited the senior brother yet?" Fang Nan smiled and returned the salute as well.

"It turns out that the senior brother is also a talisman master, but this time he is disrespectful, disrespectful. ”

The green-clothed young man was taken aback, obviously not expecting it, his tone suddenly became a little more polite, and while introducing himself, he led the two of them to the Purple Flame Bamboo Forest, and said: "In Xia Liu Ming, the seventh in the clan peers, you can call Liu Qi by Taoist friends." ”

While speaking, several people also came to the thick purple flame bamboo, and the man in a moon-white robe was sitting on the lawn leisurely at the moment, and did not get up.

At the same time, Liu Ming's voice also sounded: "This is in the lower brother Liuchuan Mountain." Speaking of this, he paused, hesitated for a while before arriving: "Okay, let's talk about each other, the province is chaotic." ”

Fang Nan frowned, still a little unclear, but the fir on the side gasped, and after looking the man in the moon white robe up and down, he said in disbelief: "Liu Chuanshan?

"Monk Tsuki?"

Hearing this, Fang Nan on the side was stunned, he had also swept the other party with his divine sense from a distance before, only to feel that the aura was long and flat, almost integrated with the surrounding aura, and he couldn't see the specific depth, but he didn't think much about it, and thought that this was just the peak of qi refining, but now it seems that it is actually a senior who has advanced to build a foundation early?

On the other side, seeing the reaction of the fir, the man in the moon-white robe was a little dumbfounded, and said with a smile: "Why, in addition to Liu, have you heard of someone else with the same name as me?" ”

"Is it really Liu-senpai?"

Fir was taken aback, hurriedly bowed, and said respectfully: "Senior fir, I don't know if my uncle came here in person, I didn't recognize it, it was rude, and I ask my uncle to bear with me." ”

Although Fang Nan on the right didn't say much, he didn't dare to slack off when he saw the fir bowing, and bent down deeply towards the man in the moon-white robe.