The matter of Taixuanmen is destined to be just an episode, but in less than a day, the immortal gate of Taixuanmen no longer exists in the world, and will only fade away in people's memory. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fang Yuan, who left the Taixuanmen, could be said to have gained a lot, and an ancient immortal gate was emptied by him, although it was a declining immortal gate.

Fortunately, with the improvement of his mustard bracelet, the inner space was also opened up by Fang Yuan more and more, and sometimes he wondered viciously, could his mustard bracelet also be like Du Qingqing's Black Evil Peak.

But the world and space are two completely different concepts.

Having solved the Taixuanmen, at least in the near future, I am afraid that no one will come to touch the mold head of the Holy Dao Sect, and what Fang Yuan is thinking about now is how to spend the time after no one will touch the mold head of the Holy Dao Sect.

Why doesn't anyone dare to mess with Kunlun, the mythological classics about Kunlun will shock you, Kunlun is shocked by the golden immortals who have explained the teachings, that is the golden immortal who can kill a nether monk with a fart, although I don't know if it's true or not, but no one in Kunlun dares to offend.

It would be nice if he could find Kunlun's protection, Fang Yuan thought stupidly, but he only thought, he knew that Kunlun could not protect the Holy Dao Sect.

Why don't you find a way to forget the Yuqing Purple Mansion Immortal Thunder and ease the awkward relationship with Kunlun? Fang Yuan even thought so, but now he couldn't think of this method.

The purple and green twin swords, the mustard bracelets and magic weapons of Xuanqing and Qingzi in the Black Demon Peak were all trophies of both Kunlun and the Holy Dao Sect, but when Fang Yuan left, he didn't say a word about these things, and the Kunlun disciples led by Dao Ling were in the grief of losing their senior brother and junior brother, and they wouldn't bother with Fang Yuan, but it was hard to say afterwards.

"I have to take advantage of the fact that Kunlun and a few people think about it, and hurry up to get some benefits and deal with these things. Fang Yuan muttered in his heart.

If there is something in his heart, his legs and feet will naturally be slow, and after a while, some Taixuanmen disciples will catch up with Fang Yuan with various rainbow lights, looking at Fang Yuan who is deep in thought, no one dares to surpass him for a while, their purpose is obvious, they are all following Fang Yuan.

Some people's eyes were very flat, the destruction of the Taixuanmen didn't seem to have anything to do with them, they went to the Holy Dao Sect just to become stronger; some people were very sad, the sect that had been in the Sect for a long time was destroyed, they went to the Holy Dao Sect to ask for an explanation; some people were out of anger and stared at the people in front of them, if it weren't for the strength limit, they would have killed Fang Yuan a long time ago.

Fang Yuan didn't care about these gazes, the current affairs of the Holy Dao Sect had already made him anxious, and he didn't have time to pay attention to them.

Seeing the handsome White Stone Mountain appear in his eyes, Fang Yuan instantly fell outside the main hall, the first thing he sensed was the Great Sage who was bored and in a daze on the futon in the hall, at the moment when Fang Yuan was about to fall outside the main hall, the Great Sage sensed that seeing the Great Sage seeing his excited dancing monkey paws, Fang Yuan felt that his dignified mood was also much better.

And the disciples of the Taixuanmen behind them, who were like farts insects, did not dare to be like Fang Yuan, they fell outside the Mixed Yuan Temple, looking at the red sandalwood tree outside the view and the rusty bell on the red sandalwood tree.

Some knowledgeable disciples of the Taixuanmen have already guessed that just judging from the bell at the gate of the Mixed Yuan Temple, many years ago, the Holy Dao Sect was also an incomparably large immortal sect.

Looking at the Taoist temple in front of them, which was faintly bigger than the Taixuanmen, they were all subverted cognition, in their eyes, the Holy Dao Sect should be a broken mountain and a broken view, precarious, and it can't even shelter the wind and rain, it rains heavily outside, and it rains lightly inside, but the mixed yuan view in front of them is not like that at all.

Since Fang Yuan had already explained to the disciples of the Holy Dao Sect just now, these disciples of the Taixuanmen Sect easily entered the Holy Dao Sect, registered and made a register, and each received a set of robes, indicating that they had become disciples of the Holy Dao Sect.

Looking at the laughter and laughter that came from the Holy Dao Sect, it was a relaxed laughter from the bottom of my heart, not like an immortal sect, but more like a big gathering of young people, even now they were still in the fog, looking at the disciples of the Holy Dao Sect who laughed at them from time to time.

There was no difficulty, no disdain, no discrimination, and they were even ready to fight against the disciples of the Holy Dao Sect, but the punch they had gathered momentum was like hitting cotton, without any sound.

Fang Yuan looked at this group of Taixuanmen disciples, turned his head and walked into the hall, resting in the main hall for a few days in an extremely rare manner.

On this day, he was waiting for Qian Dajin, everything in the Holy Dao Sect looked wonderful, but in fact it contained danger, at least Fang Yuan needed to contain the crisis in the Ming place, and the best way now was not to find a backer.

As long as Fang Yuan was in the White Stone Mountain, the Great Sage followed him step by step, not knowing what attracted this little monkey on him, Fang Yuan shook his head helplessly.

Fang Yuancai sat down on the futon, and Qian Dajin's hurried footsteps sounded outside the hall.

Speaking of which, Qian Dajin is much busier than Fang Yuan, many things are handled by him, an unlucky senior brother, with Fang Yuan's frequent troubles, the Holy Dao Sect will probably not be prosperous in his hands, and most of them will fall.

However, Fang Yuan was glad that he had a group of friends around him who helped him so much.

"What's the matter, this time I should go and return the purple and green swords of Shushan!" Qian Dajin's front foot had not completely crossed the lacquered wooden threshold of the main hall, and he had already asked Fang Yuan a question in his mouth.

These are also enough to prove that Qian Dajin usually develops a resolute and resolute character when dealing with things, and he cannot be indecisive in many things of the Holy Dao Sect.

Fang Yuan got up from the futon, turned around and nodded.

Qian Dajin finally breathed a sigh of relief, the matter of Taixuanmen was resolved so quickly, which he had not expected before, and what he had always been worried about was the Ziqing Twin Swords, now that Fang Yuan finally had time to go to Shushan to return it, he was relieved.

In Qian Dajin's opinion, it was Fang Yuan's business to go to Shushan to return the Ziqing Twin Swords, and he would not have the extra mind to think about Fang Yuan's conditions with Shushan, if he knew, he would most likely reprimand Fang Yuan a few words, and Fang Yuan probably wouldn't listen.

"Don't worry, leave the affairs of the sect to me, you can go and go back quickly. Before the words fell, Qian Dajin stepped over the threshold again.

The Holy Dao Sect has been expanding recently, and sometimes Qian Dajin has to keep an eye on it, but for the monks, the expansion is just a few swings of the flying sword, cutting down a mountain, and it has become the building of the Holy Dao Sect with a little modification, but the most energy-consuming thing is the modification, so Qian Dajin is busy and can't wait to learn the secret art of clone.

Just as Fang Yuan stepped out of the main hall and was about to leave, the Great Sage squeaked after him from behind.

"Why do you want to go to Shushan with me?" Fang Yuan looked at the excited little monkey curiously.

Recently, this little monkey is no longer satisfied with staying on the mountain, but wants to go out with Fang Yuan, and it is difficult for it, since Fang Yuan brought back to Baishi Mountain, he has been contemplating eight or nine Xuangong all day long, like its age, other little monkeys are still all over the mountains and fields to call friends and companions, shuttle in the treetops of the forest, eat wild fruits, and drink clear springs.

The Great Sage nodded very hard, as if he was suffocating on the mountain.

"Okay, let's go together. Fang Yuanle said happily.

Seeing Fang Yuan's agreement, the Great Sage frantically circled around Fang Yuan, waving his arms excitedly.

Fang Yuan grabbed a white cloud in the air casually, a square circle, a trace of true yuan, the white cloud faintly appeared golden rays, it looked very mysterious, the Great Sage looked at Fang Yuan curiously.

"Go up. Fang Yuan pointed at Xiangyun and said, "You can't still want to stand on my shoulders, you're so big." ”

The Great Sage looked at Fang Yuan's shoulder, reluctantly lowered his eyes, and then looked at the auspicious cloud in front of him, scratching his head, as if questioning Fang Yuan, how could this cloud bear its weight without a place to stay.

"I've made a trace of true yuan, and it won't be a problem until you and I rush to Shushan, so go up quickly." Fang Yuan urged.

Seeing Fang Yuan's urging, the Great Sage reluctantly stepped on the auspicious clouds, thinking that if he didn't step on the auspicious clouds, Fang Yuan shouldn't let it follow, but he felt that the auspicious clouds were soft, like stepping on cotton, but he wouldn't leak it, and the Great Sage trembled and became happy on the auspicious clouds again.

Fang Yuan looked at the Great Sage helplessly, rolled up the auspicious clouds, and flew to Shushan.

Shu Mountain is built in the root of the sacred tree attached to the void and formed a hanging mountain, located in the west of Sichuan in the mountains and mountains, the mountain peaks are empty, like floating clouds, according to legend, it is said that it is a place of attraction given to the world by the immortals.

Since the opening of Shushan, the disciples of the past generations have diligently cultivated the way of sword cultivation, entered the world to subdue demons, and blessed the world from the nuisance of demons, and won the love of mortals, and were respected as immortals in Shu.

Shushan does not have a deep relationship with other immortals in the world, and it seems to be a paradise. The cultivation method of sword cultivation is also very different, and the cultivation of Shushan disciples is not to become immortals, but to save people in the world, which is more like the actions of the sect in martial arts.

So that Shushan's reputation is more in the mortal world, but all the monks dare not despise sword cultivation, the strength of sword cultivation is excellent, specializing in swords, and the combat power is naturally extraordinary.

But Shushan and Qingcheng are extremely different, and the disciples of the two sects always want the whole high and low in the open and secret, comparing the advantages and disadvantages of one another, after all, they are both sword cultivators.

There is no first, there is no second, and neither side is convinced.

Sword cultivation is easy to get started, but it is difficult for sword immortals to ascend to the sky.

If you are a master of sword cultivation, all of them are one as ten, one as a hundred, and even with the disciples of Shushan and Qingcheng, please don't use the sword to say, because you will never be able to defeat a person who comprehensively crushes you in terms of sword attainment.

On this day, there was one more person and one monkey in front of the bluestone steps of Shu Mountain, and Fang Yuan was not easy to break in rashly, just waiting for the disciples of the mountain guard to come out.

Soon a handsome young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes stepped out of the peak, this young man was just a cultivator in the early stage of the transformation of the gods, and his sword momentum was extremely powerful and unstoppable, with his handsome face, he would definitely fascinate thousands of women when he went down the mountain.

"Are all Shushan such handsome little brothers?" Fang Yuan said lightly, stroking the golden fluff of the Great Sage.

The Great Sage was extremely comfortable being touched by Fang Yuan, and he hummed with his monkey eyes closed.

"Shushan sword boy Jing Hong has seen this Taoist friend, I don't know what my friend is coming to my Shushan? Who is he asking to see?" The handsome disciple of Shushan named Jing Hong is very thoughtful, and his tone is also very close.

Originally, Shushan was famous, and there was an endless stream of people who came to Shushan to apprentice, and at first glance, Jing Hong also mistook the young man in front of him for someone who came to Shushan to apprentice, and wanted to inform Shushan that he would not accept disciples today, but after taking a closer look.

The young man in front of him, his demeanor is calm and moderate, he is generous, and there is a fairy air between his eyebrows, which is definitely not like ordinary ordinary people, and the little monkey held by the young man looks very extraordinary, not like an ordinary spirit animal, as a sword boy guarding the mountain, he has seen many people, and he thinks that the art of knowing people is not bad, so he treats each other with courtesy.

Fang Yuan didn't speak for a while, he was thinking about what the head of Shushan that Master had mentioned was called, it seemed to be called Xuan, he forgot it, and took it from the Great Sage, the Great Sage glared at Fang Yuan dissatisfiedly, reminiscing about the comfort just now.

Fang Yuan made a few counts at the Shushan disciple and said, "Poor Dao Xi is the sect master of the Holy Dao Sect, and I want to ask to see the head of your family." ”

In fact, Fang Yuan wanted to say that he came to Shushan to blackmail the head of your family, would this sword boy named Jing Hong drive him out of Shushan, Fang Yuan thought viciously, the word poor Dao made Fang Yuan really feel that he was too old, but after all, he came as the sect master of the Holy Dao Sect.

When Fang Yuan said that he was the head of the Holy Dao Sect, Jing Hong was taken aback, the Holy Dao Sect has been at the top of its prestige in recent years, no one knows it, no one knows it, the young man in front of him claims to be the head of the Holy Dao Sect, whether it is true or not, it is not something he can touch.

"Then you wait here, I'll report to the head of Xuanmu. Jing Hong's eyebrows showed a respectful look, and then he went to the top of the peak.

The title is changed from Taoist friends to you, showing respect for the sword, and the number of courtesies is full.

Looking at the arc-shaped sword qi tail dragged up by Jing Hongfei's sword, Fang Yuan couldn't help but be amazed, sure enough, sword cultivation is sword cultivation, even the momentum of the imperial sword is not comparable to ordinary monks, the most important thing is that it is very fast.

After a while, Jing Hong stood respectfully in front of Fang Yuan again and said, "Sect Master Fang, the head of the sect is invited, please come with me." ”

When he came back this time, Jing Hong already knew Fang Yuan's name, and when he stretched out his hand to lead Fang Yuan, he didn't mean to be the sword, but led Fang Yuan to step on the bluestone steps.

What kind of etiquette is this, Fang Yuan didn't understand, but since Jing Hong didn't say that he could fly, then he followed Jing Hong to the bluestone steps.

However, after stepping on the bluestone steps, Fang Yuan heard the squeak of the little monkey behind him.

"What's wrong?" Fang Yuan asked curiously looking at the little monkey's fear of the bluestone steps.

Jing Hong also noticed the abnormality of the little monkey, so he remembered something, and said to Fang Yuanshu: "Sect Master Fang, although the bluestone steps are a bluestone paved road among the peaks, there is a protective enchantment imposed by the ancestor of Shu Mountain, and the monsters dare not violate it. This little monkey has very keen senses at such a small age. ”

Jing Hong was secretly surprised.

After listening to Jing Hong's words, Fang Yuan realized that any stone at the foot of Shu Mountain had a ban on suppressing demons, which was really extravagant, or if the bluestone road of the Holy Dao Sect was also banned, it would also be a weapon of coercion in the future.

"What are you afraid of, you are a spirit beast, not a demon beast, come along, otherwise you will wait at the bottom of the mountain." Fang Yuan followed Jing Hong and continued to walk up the mountain without looking back.

If he is afraid of the little bluestone, how to face the dangers of cultivating in the future, Fang Yuan is testing the great sage.

The Great Sage saw that Fang Yuan's figure was gradually disappearing farther and farther away, his eyes were bloodshot, and then he gritted his teeth and quickly followed.