Twilight Yunzi looked helpless, leaving a small sect 'gate' like the Fire 'Gate', there was no self-protection power at all in the catastrophe, and there was no other way to do it except to send people under the fence.xshuotxt.com and the dialect's initial judgment was the same, if he didn't have half of his own self-protection power, he hoped that others would definitely die a miserable death, and he still had to rely on himself if he wanted to survive.

Everything is back to the original point, that is, the matter of building a foundation in dialects, only by building a successful foundation can he get a glimmer of life, otherwise, with his cultivation in the Qi refining period, even if the opportunity appears in front of him, he may not necessarily win over others. And building a foundation is not a day's work, and the cultivation of dialects is still far from the requirements of building a foundation, and the sect's 'gate' has been disbanded again, and where to build a foundation has become a problem.

"The elder cultivation is so strong, but he is still so worried, the disciple's cultivation seems to be inevitable. "Half of the tongue is a temptation, the other half is a heartfelt emotion.

"You kid just have a lot of eyes, just ask whatever you want, I'm afraid it's hard to have such an opportunity after today. By the way, I think you have prepared all the pills and 'medicines', and this is not the place to speak, so the old man will 'hand' you the experience of building the foundation, and the right to use it for reference, no matter how much it can't help. "As he spoke, Twilight Yunzi took out a 'jade' Jane and handed it to Fang Yan, which was exactly what he had learned when he had built the foundation.

Fang Yan hurriedly took it and kept bowing and thanking him, this 'jade' Jane was very precious to him. The sect' 'gate' is gone, the place to build the foundation is difficult to find, not to mention, even the person who guides him is gone, and he can't get the experience of his predecessors, so he builds the foundation in such a daze, whether it can succeed or not for the time being, for this reason, he was seriously injured and cultivated into a big fall, and even went mad and died.

"It's not too early, it's better for my nephew to leave quickly, so as not to cause complications. See you in Burning Sun City in the future, don't delay any longer, be careful on the road. Twilight Yunzi didn't forget to tell him a few words, today's words can be regarded as an answer to Fang Yan's hard work in the past few years, if it weren't for this catastrophe, Fang Yan would definitely be his right-hand man, it's a pity.

After hurriedly thanking him, Fang Yan immediately returned to the peak, but saw that Qingluan and Li Fang were still busy in the spiritual field, carefully putting away the spiritual grass, and looking at the prosperous scene on the mountain peak, he looked at the prosperous scene on the mountain peak with a reluctant expression.

"I don't have time, just pick up a few valuable spiritual 'medicines' and collect them, and destroy the others, and if I have the opportunity to plant them again in the future, there is nothing to be reluctant to, it must be fast." Fang Yan hurriedly instructed the two of them, and then rushed directly into the spiritual spring.

When he came inside, Fang Yan only collected a few of each spirit grass, and destroyed the rest on the spot, he didn't want to be seen by the people of Shengyang's 'Gate'. Even this pool, the dialect made the black demon open a few gaps, and the full spiritual spring water immediately poured down, flowing into the stone crevices of the mountain's 'cave'.

Lingtian did not stay, the Lingtian that was built hard at the beginning, and the grade was upgraded, it was still destroyed by the dialect, and the eyes did not blink, and the people who came here a few days later would only see a barren mountain, and it was difficult to imagine how prosperous it was before being taken care of by the dialect, and it was impossible to guess the details of the dialect.

Looking at the messy spiritual spring 'cave', the dialect and the black evil together, the top of the 'cave' mouth collapsed, and the entire 'cave' and spiritual spring were buried, maybe this place will not be found again in the future, and it will be buried deep in the ground from then on.

In the large spiritual field outside, Qingluan and the others were still reluctant to destroy it, desperately picking all kinds of spiritual grasses, which they had planted with great painstaking efforts, and each one of them had taken a lot of effort to 'flower', and how could they do it, whether it was the spiritual valley or the fruit tree, looking at these spiritual plants that could be harvested soon, they were so anxious that they wanted to cry.

Fang Yan sighed secretly, how could he be willing to destroy the little foundation he had built up over the years, this was once the foundation of his life, but unfortunately it was impossible to stay in the future, and the reason for it was impossible to tell the two, so he could only do it himself.

"Like me, don't be reluctant, otherwise it will bring big trouble in the future. Speaking in dialect, he took out a long sword, and instantly cut down a piece of green bamboo, even the golden-topped bamboo sunflower that had just grown in it did not let go, and destroyed half of this bamboo forest in three strokes and two strokes, and then kept urging the two of them to do what he did, and quickly destroy these things that could not be taken away.

Then Fang Yan ordered Hei Sha to help a few people throw all the things in the spirit field down the mountain, and the large number of spirit beasts raised by Qingluan, except for some rarer ones that were put away in spirit beast bags, the rest were released on the spot, and the remnants of the spirit grass and spirit fruit on the mountain peak could also provide them with rations for a period of time, and they would have to ask for more blessings in the future, in fact, they were not the same in dialects.

In just one hour, the former vibrant Spirit Peak has become a mess, as if it has been robbed, there are no more useful spirit plants in sight, and even the Spirit Field has been ruined, these are all black handicrafts.

Pulling Qingluan, who was still reluctant, Fang Yan ran towards the mountain peak, and soon took off the sword with the two of them, disappeared into the sky above the mountains in the camp, and did not look back, and the fire 'door' of more than ten years of life was left behind forever.

Thinking of the young man with a young face at the beginning, as well as the ups and downs of more than ten years in the 'door', and the friends I met in the 'door', this farewell may be a permanent secret, and I will never see it again, and the years spent together with that year are buried in the memories together.

If you are lucky enough to survive after the catastrophe, Fang Yan may still remember from time to time that Liu Yunzi, Xiao Feng, Ji Ming, the Xia brothers, and the young lives that have been with them for more than ten years in the 'Gate', if no one survives, all this will be gone with the wind, and Fang Yan doesn't know where he will die in South Vietnam.

No one will remember that there was once a sect called Lihuo 'Gate' here, and no one will remember that there was also a disciple called Fang Yan, and more and more interesting stories would happen every day in the huge cultivation realm.

"Everything will eventually be forgotten, all memories are only in the hearts of the living, even if not for themselves, but for these unforgettable memories, live well. "On the way back to Yannan City, Fang Yan suddenly felt inexplicably sentimental, once he thought that even if he saw the collapse of the Lihuo 'Gate', he would not move the slightest emotion, because this sect 'Gate' was too disappointing to him.

But now that it's really over, Fang Yan has become a little reluctant, and even he himself is very surprised that the 'door' from the fire has quietly occupied a place in his heart. No, in fact, it is not mainly the sect's 'sect', but those former brothers, those who are dead and alive, and those who are about to die even if they are alive, which makes Fang Yan, a person who thinks he only loves cultivation, feel blocked in his heart for a while.

Just like the bizarre dissipation of the Lihuo 'Gate', the dialect of the disciple of the Lihuo 'Gate' will no longer exist from today onwards, and he will be a complete loose cultivator in the future, and he will not even plan to go back to Yannan City. In his conversation with Twilight Yunzi, he always reminded Fang Yan that disciples like him who had returned from trials had better not appear in front of people, especially the well-known Nancheng City, because the Tsukidan on his body was enough to make everyone crazy at this time.

He was going to meet his parents secretly, so he went to Burning Sun City, found a suitable place there, and seized all the time to cultivate to see if he could succeed in building a foundation, otherwise everything would be impossible to talk about, and it would only bring unnecessary trouble to his family.

Two days later, the three of them came to a small town dozens of miles away from Yannan City, found a simple inn, and settled down temporarily. The road is becoming more and more "chaotic" and "chaotic", from the previous sneaky "touching" and "touching" looting, it has evolved into a blatant roadblock robbery, a gang of large and small forces are entrenched everywhere, as long as the people of the past see it, they will be surrounded, fortunately, the dialect and divine sense are far beyond ordinary people, and there is a strange means, so they came here all the way without danger.

As soon as he settled down, Fang Yan sent a message to his mother, and then waited quietly in the inn, not daring to make a sound. And Qingluan and the others were also puzzled when they saw his actions along the way, but they didn't say anything to ask each other, and when they came back from the trial of life and death, Fang Yan must have encountered some big trouble that was inconvenient to tell each other.

At nightfall, Fang Tong's husband and 'wife' quietly came to the inn, and even dressed up in disguise, which was obviously the idea of her mother Lin. Fang Yan hurriedly asked Qingluan and Li to stare around in the inn, and then in the room with his parents, he told all the things about the trial and the amazing news he knew about the catastrophe.

The two of them were shocked, they had already heard of the catastrophe, but as before, they didn't expect it to be so ferocious, and under the explanation of dialect painting and painting 'color', they all became sweaty, their faces were pale, and their mouths were wide open.

These internal messages were too shocking, and the dialect was not much better than this when they first heard it, and such a dangerous and extremely earth-shattering catastrophe was really slim for them as low-level cultivators to survive. The Fang family has finally had a little bit of 'color' over the years, and seeing that the revival of the family is imminent, it has ushered in the first 'stick', and the biggest Fang Tongfu's 'wife' is no less than a bolt from the blue.

"Yan'er, it can't be 'mistaken', is it?, those families seem to be full of confidence, and have mobilized the families and mortals of the whole city to build the city protection equipment day and night, don't they know about it?"

"There is no possibility, the child's sources think they are very reliable, and some signs have repeatedly shown that this catastrophe is not as simple as imagined, and the hastily built city defenses alone are not enough to resist, even those immortal cities are enough to choke. The father still hurriedly reminded the clan to take precautions as soon as possible, draw up some regulations, or move the clan to another place, otherwise there will be a catastrophe and no way to escape. ”

"Go, where can we go, our family has been here for generations, how can there be any other place. Besides, as Yan'er said, it is too late to leave at this time, and even if this large family escapes to other big cities, it is impossible for them all to enter the city, and the situation at that time is only worse than here. Lin quickly calmed down, unlike Fang Tong, who only sighed.

This statement is quite reasonable, a small family like the Fang family is inconspicuous in its own strength, and it may be considered the number one in this southern city, but in other places, it may not even be qualified to enter the city as cannon fodder, so how will it deal with itself at that time. These days, the dialect's heart is 'chaotic', and many of these things have not been thought about in detail, but the mother Lin is a big one who can discuss big things.