Seeing that the middle-aged man was still following behind, the girl in pink walked for a while, finally stopped, turned around and sighed helplessly, and frowned: "Okay, Senior Brother Huang, don't embarrass you, when I solve the matter at hand in this sub-cabinet, I will go back with you." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Really?"

The middle-aged man stopped and looked at the girl in pink suspiciously.

The girl in pink pursed her lips and didn't say anything, but when she turned her head, she happened to see the young man in white looking this way, and her eyes were slightly fixed.

Fang Nan was a little stunned, and immediately reacted, smiling in his heart, although the old man in front of him was an old man he hadn't seen for several years, but after all, there was only one side, and he didn't expect the other party to recognize him.

Just as he was about to turn around and walk towards the street entrance on the right, the voice of the girl in pink suddenly came from his ears: "The one in white over there, you stop!"

Slightly stunned, Fang Nan looked back, but saw the girl in pink looking at him suspiciously, and when he turned around and saw her face clearly, she said with some uncertainty: "Fang Daoyou?"

Fang Nan glanced at the pink-clothed girl with some surprise, since the other party had already recognized him, it was not good to pretend not to know, arched his hand, and said with a slight smile: "It's Fang, Fairy Mo, I haven't seen you for many years, it's been a long time." ”

Looking at the middle-aged man surnamed Huang behind the girl again, he bowed slightly, and saluted again: "Fang Nan has seen his predecessors. ”

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, looked back and forth between the two of them, and just said "um", which was a response.

"Eh, it's you?"

The girl in pink was Mo Yuning, and when she saw Fang Nan admit it, she looked at Fang Nan in surprise, "I haven't seen you for more than three years, how do you feel that you are disabled?" No wonder I didn't recognize it for a while. ”

"Long Disabled ......"

Fang Nan's face froze, and after the corners of his mouth twitched, he smiled dryly, "Fairy Mo said that he was laughing, Fang's appearance has always been ordinary, why is it long...... Ahem, what do you say?"

Mo Yuning was greatly disdainful, snorted from Qiong's nose, and said disdainfully: "Three years ago, you were quite delicate and clean, and you looked pleasing, but now you are ordinary, isn't it disabled?"

"This ......"

Fang Nan was stunned for a while, unable to speak for a long time, Mo Yuning saw that he was dumbfounded, and laughed out loud: "Okay, I won't joke with you." ”

"Speaking of which, isn't Brother Fang a monk from Hanzhou, is it also forced out by the Demon Dao Sect when he appears here this time?" Mo Yuning's face turned pale, and he asked with some curiosity.

Fang Nan shook his head and said, "Fang Mou is scattered and cultivated, he has nothing to settle down, he just wanders around, when he came to Nantang Prefecture, Hanzhou has not been turbulent, and it has nothing to do with the Demon Dao. ”

"Scattered cultivation?" Mo Yuning sighed lightly, raised his eyes to look at Fang Nan, and said with a smile, "If I'm not mistaken, Brother Fang's heroic shot back then was to chase after the foundation building cultivator, could it be that the current Qi refining and scattered cultivation masters are so rich?"

"It's just a rough talisman technique, barely self-sufficient, where is the upper net worth. Fang Nan smiled bitterly, "It's the ink fairy, worthy of being the young owner of the Moyulou, I haven't seen him for a few years, and he has cultivated to such a point, Fang Mou is far from ashamed." ”

The aura on Mo Yuning's body was not concealed in the slightest, Fang Nan's divine sense probed, and he suddenly had the cultivation of the eleventh layer of qi refining, which was beyond Fang Nan's expectations.

You must know that even among those great sects of the Jin Kingdom, there are only a handful of people who can have such cultivation in their early twenties, let alone those immortal cultivation families. From this point of view, this Moyu Building, which seems to be just opening a shop in various prefecture markets, is far from being as simple as it seems.

"Brother Fang was only a second-level Qi Refining cultivator three years ago, and now his cultivation is also good, I was a sixth-level Qi Refining Cultivator at the beginning, and my advanced speed is not comparable to Brother Shang. Mo Yuning said this, and chuckled, "That's it, don't talk about this, it's rare to meet the old man today, Brother Fang came to Fang City this time, I don't know if there is a place where Yu Ning can help?"

Fang Nan pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Fang Mou came this time to purchase a flying magic weapon, but along the way, most of the shops have been closed, and he is not familiar with the layout of the market, so he has not found a suitable place to start for a while." ”

"That brother Fang has found the right person. Mo Yu Ning showed a sly smile, "Brother Fang is afraid that he has forgotten, our Mo Yu Lou originally relied on all kinds of magic weapons to make a name for itself, since we can't find it, why don't we come to our store to have a look." ”

Fang Nan couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't expect that after three years of not seeing him, this young owner still had a soft spot for things in the business field, and at that moment he raised his eyes and looked at the Moyu Building standing not far away, nodded and said, "It's okay." ”

"In that case, let Yu Ning take Brother Fang to choose, Brother Fang just has to come with me. Mo Yu smiled and looked sideways at the expressionless middle-aged man on the side, leading Fang Nan towards Mo Yu Tower.

......

Stepping into the threshold, a ten-zhang square lobby appeared in front of him, with hundreds of magic weapons placed on the wooden cabinets on both sides, but they still looked extremely spacious.

Looking at the layout similar to the black jade building in Hanzhou Fang City, and glancing at the pink slender figure not far in front of him, Fang Nan suddenly felt a little trance, as if he had returned to three years ago when he had just been reborn.

However, when his gaze fell on the face of the middle-aged monk surnamed Huang who followed in, this feeling disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Late Foundation Monk ......"

sighed secretly in his heart, the other party has such a cultivation, but he is so low to Mo Yuning, Mo Yulou's strength can be imagined. It is quite rare for Mo Yu Ning to be polite to such a one-sided Qi Refining and Dispersion Cultivator.

Three years have passed, his heart has become more and more calm, and he is not surprised by all kinds of things in the immortal cultivation world, he is like this, naturally he can't expect the other party to be as simple and friendly as he was when he was a teenager three years ago.

The immortal road is long, and there is injustice between immortal cultivators, even if it is the old thing of the past, under the widening gap between cultivation, that friendship will eventually only disappear in the consumption of the years.

If you don't work hard to improve your realm cultivation, you can only be a low-level monk after all, and you will be annihilated in the memory of the old people, and you can't even comprehend the true wonderful scenery in the depths of the Immortal Dao, let alone achieve the Great Dao of Immortality.

A burst of realization rose in his heart, Fang Nan's eyes condensed slightly, and the dust on the spiritual platform suddenly disappeared, and under the clarity, the soul power that was originally curled up in the body and was extremely weak also moved at this moment, and the faint blue light flashed, and there were signs of slow recovery.