Three days later, in front of the mountain gate of the Shenyin Sect.

Fang Yanli was unexpectedly stopped by the Mountain Gate disciple after taking out the ordinary disciple token.

"She doesn't have a token, she is not from my sect, and she is not allowed to enter. The disciple of the Mountain Gate pointed at A-Ning and said coldly.

"Senior brother, don't blame, she is mortal. Fang Yanli hurriedly explained.

"Oh, mortal?" The mountain sect disciple glanced at Fang gradually leaving.

So the mortal woman and the man in front of her ......

The disciple of the mountain gate left a sentence of 'wait here', and another disciple left.

Not long after, a gray-haired old man appeared, if you just look at his face, it is estimated that he is an old man in his sixties and seventies, but he is covered with a good aura.

Fang gradually departed his mind, this person is estimated to have reached the peak of the ninth percent of the Qi Sea just by his momentum, and it is estimated that he is a spiritual monk who is stuck on the edge of the foundation.

"I've seen Senior Brother Meng!" four or five Mountain Sect disciples immediately saluted.

Fang gradually left suddenly, sure enough, he was a core disciple who had not yet built a foundation.

Meng Hai nodded casually, his eyes wandered around the crowd, and soon fell on A Ning who was leaving behind Fang Yanli.

"Are you going to bring mortals into the sect?" Meng Hai said in a deep voice.

"I have seen Senior Brother Meng, it is indeed the idea of the junior brother, although she is a mortal, but she has saved the life of the junior brother, so I want to integrate her into the sect. Fang Yanli arched his hand towards Meng Hai and said very sincerely.

Meng Hai twisted his beard and looked A-Ning up and down.

Suddenly, as soon as he raised his hand, the speed was amazing, and he turned into an afterimage, directly grabbed Ah Ning's wrist, and put one finger on it.

At the same time, there was a flash of light in his storage bag, and a drop of red liquid with a strange aura fell on A-Ning's palm.

Fang was gradually taken aback, but seeing that A-Ning had no different colors, he was relieved again.

Meng Hai squinted his eyes for a long time.

"There is indeed no sea of qi, and the physique should be mortal. He suddenly let go of his hand, and with a flick of it, the strange liquid in A-Ning's hand suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"There's Senior Brother Lao. Fang gradually sighed that the strength of this sea of qi was indeed beyond his reach, but there was not much performance on his face.

Several Mountain Sect disciples confirmed this, glanced at each other, and nodded.

"In that case, then hand over a hundred spirit stones, and go in. ”

Fang gradually left the smile on his face for a moment, and said, "Why do you need a hundred spirit stones to bring mortals into the sect? I remember that there is no such provision in the sect rules, right?"

"Elder Gu set the rules three years ago, and naturally there is no record in the sect rules, but it has been recognized by all the elder husbands. If you don't believe it, you can go into the sect alone and ask the other elders.

However, Elder Gu also said that if he could get his permission, he could also enter the sect, but since the incident in Demon Ape Mountain, the elder has not returned to the sect for a long time. A few Mountain Sect disciples said.

Elder Gu, Gu Qingfeng? Fang gradually left stunned.

Is that the old man who is not serious?

As soon as he thought of this old man, Fang gradually left with hatred and itched his teeth.

He still remembered that he was cheated by the old man at the beginning.

This old man is full of food, he has to take care of this, he really founded it when he founded it.

"A few senior brothers, as well as Senior Brother Meng, I'm just an ordinary disciple, where did I get a hundred spirit stones. Why don't Senior Brother let the two of us in first, and then I'll ask for advice when Elder Gu Qingfeng returns?" Fang Yanli asked.

"That's not good, a few of us have only accepted the task of being a disciple of the Mountain Gate for a month, and if we change people after that, who knows?" Several disciples of the Mountain Gate suddenly shook their heads.

Fang gradually left his face stiffened, his brows furrowed, and he really felt a headache.

As he hesitated, he felt someone touch his palm, and when he turned his head, A-Ning shook his head at himself.

Fang gradually tightened his mind, not only did he not flinch, but he strengthened his determination to bring Ah Ning into the sect.

"Senior brothers, you don't know anything...... Fang gradually left thinking about Xiaozhi with reason and emotion, and hurriedly took out all the touching stories made up in his mind.

But I don't know if it's because there were only a few people present, those senior brothers just listened to Fang Wanli's words, but there was not much change in their expressions.

"You don't need to say it, this is really not something we can decide, there are only so many spirit stones in a task, and we don't want to be so troublesome, but the rules are the rules after all. Meng Hai sighed, flicked his sleeves, and blocked Fang Yuanli's words.

Sure enough, it still didn't work, and Fang gradually left a little disappointed.

His eyes were rolling around, and he kept thinking of various methods, but he vetoed them one by one.

A-Ning was brought here by him, is it possible to send it back again?

No, absolutely not!

Fang Yanli really felt like he was in turmoil, and he couldn't speak for a while.

But at this moment, he suddenly noticed that inside the mountain gate, through a layer of transparent prohibition, a figure that was somewhat familiar to him flew by.

That graceful posture, blurred face, who else is not Mu Xin?

"Senior Sister, Senior Sister Mu Xin!" Fang gradually left the great joy, and suddenly shouted loudly.

Several mountain sect disciples were stunned, but they also looked up and found that it was indeed Mu Xin.

It's strange to say, Mu Xin has been going out frequently these days, which is rare.

It's just a pity that the latter is a disciple. You don't need to show a token, which is sad.

However, it would be too naïve for this ordinary disciple in front of him to expect Mu Xin to help.

This disciple is notoriously cold, and there are so many admirers in the sect, but she just doesn't care about anyone, and she doesn't come out of the sect on weekdays, and she is dedicated to cultivation, and even if she travels, in addition to seeing her slender figure, her face is hidden in a haze, and she can't watch it.

The disciples of the Mountain Sect shook their heads, and even Meng Hai ignored Fang Yanli's words and looked at Mu Xin in the air with a focused expression.

It's not that he admires the latter, he just envies Mu Xin's cultivation of building a foundation, he has been in the ninth percent for a full twenty years, but he has never been able to break through.

It was a step to truly step into the immortal path, and it was also a barrier that blocked countless people who lacked talent from the door.

In the past, he increased his longevity for a hundred years, his face was youthful, and he couldn't get by, so he let the years go by like him, Shaohua was old, but he was helpless.

Just when Meng Hai was feeling envy in his heart, his eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at the approaching figure in the air, with an incredible expression.

Could it be that you want to guide me on the path of foundation building?

Meng Hai's heart was full of agitation, and even his body trembled slightly.

However, what disappointed him was that Mu Xin's body did not completely fall, but was suspended in the air, and a cold voice spread: "Let them in." ”

Her spiritual sense had already been swept away, and she was naturally aware of what had happened before.

Fang gradually left to feel an ethereal gaze fall on his body, and before he could speak, Mu Xin had already turned into a long rainbow and disappeared.

"Uh......" The disciples of the Mountain Gate were stunned.

The disciples in the seat directly left a sentence, so what should I do?

It stands to reason that the status of the disciples under the throne is equivalent to that of an elder, and they should have a certain right to speak, but Elder Gu Qingfeng is a little different after all......

No, that's not the point!

"You and Senior Sister Mu Xin ......," several Mountain Sect disciples couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, hasn't Senior Sister Mu Xin always been like this?" Fang Yanli said with some confusion.

Several people looked at each other, but Meng Hai coughed dryly, and glanced at Fang Yanli with strange eyes: "Take her in." ”

"But Senior Brother Meng......" Several mountain sect disciples suddenly became anxious.

"It's nothing, I'll vouch for this matter, isn't it just a mortal? It's a big deal that when the time comes, I will say that it was made by the disciple under the seat, and I have the ability to go to Senior Sister Mu Xin!" Meng Hai said decisively.

Although Mu Xin is definitely younger than him, his cultivation is one step ahead of him to build the foundation, so it is not too much to call him a senior sister here.

Cultivators, attainment first.

Hearing Meng Hai say this, several Mountain Sect disciples suddenly lost their words and nodded in agreement.

It's just that their burning eyes have been looking at Fang Yanli, thinking about various things in their hearts.

Meng Hai also took one last look at Fang Yanli, flicked his sleeves, and left.

Fang gradually left looking at Meng Hai's figure that was gradually moving away, and fell into deep thought.

This person seems to be a little courteous, and I don't know if it's because of Senior Sister Mu Xin.

However, this was not the time to think about this, Fang gradually left and the disciples of the mountain sect glanced at each other, no longer verbose, and pulled A Ning up the mountain.

However, after two sticks of incense, Fang gradually left and led A Ning into the cave.

The ban was closed, and Fang gradually left to breathe a sigh of relief.

I thought it would be easy to bring A-Ning back, but I didn't expect this to happen.

Fortunately, Mu Xin came out to help, otherwise he would really be in trouble.

"Who is your Senior Sister Mu Xin?" Just thinking about it, A-Ning, who had been silent before, finally spoke.

Fang Yanli turned his head and looked at A-Ning in amazement, and found that her face was calm, but her two hands were already twisted together.

couldn't help but chuckle: "That Senior Sister Mu Xin, born with a fat head and big ears, is just an ugly monster, don't worry." ”

He said secretly, senior sister is not strange, what she said is at ease.

A-Ning frowned lightly, and said with some doubts: "But I don't hear her voice like that." ”

"Senior Sister Mu Xin is indeed like this, I was really shocked at the beginning!" Fang gradually left the stone bed and said casually.

A-Ning was still skeptical, but he didn't ask again.

Seeing her like this, Fang gradually seemed to remember something, and said, "By the way, I have to go out with Senior Sister Mu Xin in a few days." ”

“......”

......

More than a hundred miles outside the Invincible Sect, a black-clothed disciple wiped the sweat from his face and sat panting on top of an emerald green mountain peak.

"Damn, this person is sick, running around!" he angrily threw out the wind talisman that had turned to ashes in his hand.

Unexpectedly, the mountain wind blew and directly blew the ashes upside down, making him embarrassed.

"Bad luck!

He stood up and said angrily.

"Miss me Wang Shui, how can you ever be so aggrieved!" He spread out the parchment paper in his hand, and saw a red dot on it that seemed to be farther away from him, and the more he looked at it, the more angry he became.

In order to catch up with that person, Wang Shui directly rushed for a few days, without rest in between, and the wind talismans were used up seven or eight, and the last one was just used up, thinking that the person was powerless to escape, but who wanted to see it, and suddenly went crazy.

The man was gone again, and in a matter of days, he had traveled a great distance.

"I don't believe it, it's a big deal to pick up your corpse!" Wang Shui scolded angrily, fell to the ground helplessly, and began to rush into the distance.

"Whew-"

There was a roar of demon beasts in the forest, which made the anger on Wang Shui's face even worse.

"I'm so angry!"