In the early morning two days later, after Fang Nan returned from the Purple Flame Bamboo Forest, he did not return to the house to continue making the Trap Talisman as before, but hurried straight to the Cloud Pavilion. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Today is the first day of the month, and it is common sense that it is the day he delivers the monthly talisman task.

Speaking of which, according to the previous requirements of the sea steward, he only needs to collect all kinds of talisman materials every month, and deliver the finished talisman in the next month, although the specific varieties are a little different each time, but the general number is about the same, which can be described as extremely easy for him.

Like last month, it was only thirty fireball runes and twenty ice spike runes, these two most basic spirit runes, for Fang Nan, it didn't take much energy at all, and it only took two or three days to complete.

It was precisely because of this that Fang Nan was able to have about the same amount of cultivation time as a formal disciple.

"But ......"

Walking on the mountain road, looking at the Yunji Pavilion that was getting closer and closer in the distance, Fang Nan's eyes couldn't help but have a trace of worry in his eyes.

The words that Fir had mentioned before were still in my ears, but now that Uncle Hai has been transferred to Linchuanfang City, the new Uncle Wang has heard that he is a strict person, and it is estimated that it will be difficult for him to tolerate continuing to do this without meeting with the other party.

"I should have known that I should have gone to someone to ask what kind of temperament this Uncle Wang was......"

Fang Nan frowned, just thought of this, but shook his head with a dumb smile, he has been in the door for several years, and he has basically spent it in penance, except for the three people who know each other well, and a few people in the same courtyard are nodding friends, where do you know a few fellow disciples?

Now that Jiang Guyue is far away in Jixian Mansion City, the so-called "Senior Brother Yuan" has long since dissipated, who can he inquire about.

Sighing softly, Fang Nan retracted his thoughts, didn't think about it anymore, and hurried with all his strength, and after making tea, he stepped into the gate of Yunji Pavilion.

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

A moment later, under the guidance of a generous old man with gray hair, Fang Nan finally met this Uncle Wang on the third floor.

And when he saw the appearance of "Uncle Wang" clearly, a sense of absurdity suddenly came to his heart, making him a little unable to believe his eyes.

By the wooden window in front of him, a curling shadow stood silently, wearing a simple dark black robe, which still couldn't hide her slender figure, and her eyes moved up, and what fell into her eyes was a cold and beautiful face, her hair was coiled up, and she was a beautiful young woman.

Seeing Fang Nanzheng looking at herself with a stunned expression, the young woman in black frowned, a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes, and said lightly: "Why are you looking at me like this, you have seen me before?"

"Back to Uncle Shi, when Uncle Shi was stationed in Linchuanfang City before, he was also one of the disciples who were sent together. Hearing the other party's question, Fang Nan's heart sank, and he hurriedly bowed down and responded respectfully.

"You're one of them?"

The young woman in black frowned slightly, and then her beautiful eyes flowed, as if she was recalling something, and said with some uncertainty: "No, since you have the cultivation of the twelfth layer of qi refining, you should have been very conspicuous among many disciples at that time, right, how could I not know?"

"Uncle Shi misunderstood. ”

Fang Nan smiled bitterly and arched his hand, "At that time, the disciple was just a cultivator at the ninth or tenth level of qi refining, and it was not worth mentioning among many fellow sects, plus now that a few years have passed, how can he be remembered by Uncle Shi." ”

That makes sense. ”

The young woman in black bowed slightly, agreeing with Fang Nan's statement.

Seeing this scene, Fang Nan's face was silent, but he sighed lightly in his heart, and he was inexplicably a little emotional.

The Uncle Wang in front of him was none other than one of the three foundation building monks sent by the Yuqing Sect to Linchuanfang City to garrison, and it was not the first time he had met Fang Nan, as early as when he first started, among the uncles who sat on the lobby to select new disciples, the other party was also clearly listed.

It's just that he remembered that the hair of this one was not coiled up before, and he looked like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, but now it seems that except for the cold expression on his face, the other aspects, especially the change in dress and temperament, are so great that they are almost the same as the two of them back then.

Thinking of this, he also complained a little about the fir, and if he didn't make it clear, he never expected that the so-called "Uncle Wang" would be this one, otherwise he wouldn't have shown a shocked expression.

After all, he didn't know the name of the girl in black at the beginning, he only remembered that she once called herself "Qingling", and without knowing it, he naturally couldn't associate the stern image of Uncle Wang in the fir mouth.

Speaking of which, if Fang Nan remembered correctly, this Senior Uncle Wang seemed to be a monk from the Hidden Sword Peak, and he actually appeared on the Red Flame Peak at this moment, and also took over the position of the steward of the Cloud Ji Pavilion, which made Fang Nan guess the causal relationship between the two almost instantly.

According to common sense, the monks of each peak cannot change their affiliation at will, but there are also several special circumstances that are excluded, since the uncle Wang of the Hidden Sword Peak in front of him arrived at Chiyan Peak and changed to a woman's dress, it is undoubtedly which monk of Chiyan Peak she married and moved here to practice and live.

When he was in Linchuanfang City, among the three foundation building monks sent to garrison Fang City, the white-clothed woman surnamed Wang and the red-clothed man were all converted to the sect after the three-year period, and only the one in front of him resigned from his position and returned to the sect after less than a year.

Of course, these things that happened to the other party only surprised him a little, and Fang Nan didn't pay much attention to anything, so after just a little groan in his heart, he didn't think much about it, but bent down and bowed, and said his intention in a euphemistic tone.

"You mean, I hope I can allow you to deliver the talisman making task once a month, like Senior Brother Hai?" Although the young woman in black didn't understand why Fang Nan was a little distracted before, she didn't ask more, but asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes, although the disciple knows that this kind of request is a bit excessive, he still hopes that Uncle Shi can agree. Fang Nan replied respectfully.

"Before, the rotating nephew downstairs said that a foreign affairs disciple was looking for me, and I thought there was something important, but it turned out to be this. The young woman in black shook her head with a smile, and said disapprerovingly: "I naturally won't interfere with this little thing, just follow Senior Brother Hai's arrangement." ”

Fang Nan didn't expect the other party to agree so happily, he was stunned at first, and then he was overjoyed, and hurriedly clasped his fists and said gratefully: "Thank you, uncle." ”