Wei Nan chattered, and couldn't insert a word in the dialect, only listened carefully and quietly.

Fang Yan could feel Wei Nan's concern for him, and he could also feel Wei Nan's reluctance and faint shame.

At this time, Wei Nan was not a high-level immortal, not the new sect master of the Yuming Sect, he was just a master of dialects.

I don't know how long it took, Wei Nan seemed to realize that he shouldn't be like this, he settled down, walked up to Fang Yan and patted Fang Yan on the shoulder, and then said loudly: "Remember, no matter where you go, you are my Wei Nan's apprentice! Cheer up, go! Go to Pingtian Sect to show off your strengths! Your opportunity is unmatched in the entire Yuming Sect, and your talent is even more unique! You are my closed disciple, even if you are fighting for your teacher, you must make a name for yourself in Pingtian Sect!" Dialect, one day, you will be crisscrossing the West Spirit Divine Continent!"

Fang Yan was also quite excited to listen, and what Wei Nan said was exactly what he was expecting.

"Master, I will definitely succeed!" Fang Yan said solemnly.

"Well, I believe in you for the teacher!"

It wasn't until this moment that Wei Nan realized that he still had a lot to say, and he really wanted to do something to compensate for the dialect. It's a pity that Fang Yan is about to leave, and the remaining time is only half an hour, how many words can he say in this time? As for compensation, there is no chance at all, Fang Yan is going to Pingtian Sect, and he has nothing to give to Fang Yan at all.

Then, although he was very reluctant to let go in dialects, Wei Nan still took the initiative to say: "Okay, there is nothing to say as a teacher." Xiaotong is still waiting for you at this time, go and say goodbye to her. ”

"Okay, master, take care, say goodbye to the senior brother, the second senior brother, and the third senior sister on my behalf. ”

"Hmm. There you go. ”

Wei Nan waved his hand at Fang Yan, and watched Fang Yan turn away, only to feel as if his body had collapsed...... After Fang Yan went out, he flew in the direction of Hua Ling Yuan, and now the speed of the Fu Demon Stick was obviously much faster than the previous one, and in a moment Fang Yan came to the sky above Hua Ling Yuan.

At this time, Wang Xiaotong was sulking in the house, she was angry with herself.

Fang Yan was about to leave, but she couldn't do anything, and she couldn't even let Fang Yan spend more time with her, and it was only then that she realized that just being equal to Fang Yan was far from satisfying her.

She doesn't want to influence the direction of Dialect's life, nor does she want to change Dialect's surname and behavior, but she wants Dialect to accompany her, especially when she thinks Dialect should accompany her.

Obviously, this wish of hers did not come true, and it is for this reason that she is sulking. She was angry that she didn't have enough energy, if she was more powerful than the sect master of the Pingtian Sect, who would dare to take Fang Yan away from her?

At this point, she had a clear grievance, and she did not have the slightest idea of reproaching the dialect. Besides, Fang Yan is about to leave, and it's too late for her to hurt him...... It was at this time that she heard the door knock, and a figure walked in as quickly as if she had entered her room, it was the dialect!

"I'll have to go soon!" Fang Yan said directly.

Wang Xiaotong couldn't help but be stunned for a while, and then asked, "How fast?" She looked at Fang Yan without blinking, for fear that Fang Yan would say an answer that she couldn't accept.

"Half an hour at most......" dialect said helplessly.

Wang Xiaotong's tears rolled down at once, he lowered his head and didn't speak, and his shoulders began to shrug down.

Fang Yan put down all the things on his body, walked to Wang Xiaotong's side and hugged her gently, comforting: "Silly girl, what are you crying about, this is not life and death." I will definitely have a chance to come back after I arrive at Pingtian Sect, and besides, the envoy of Pingtian Sect will be here in less than a year, and the quota of that little immortal belongs to you! When you also arrive at Pingtian Sect, we can meet again!"

"Woo...... What if people can't choose it......" At this moment, Wang Xiaotong was very unconfident, and said with a crying voice.

"You are my dialect's wife, how can you not choose!, uh, if you really can't choose, you will secretly run to me......" Later, dialect couldn't help laughing.

"You're still laughing!" Wang Xiaotong stretched out his hand and pinched Fang Yan's body.

"Ouch......" the dialect called out pretendedly.

Wang Xiaotong stopped, his mood finally improved a little, and he said in a low voice: "Brother Yan, you must take good care of yourself when you arrive in Pingtian Sect." ”

"Well, don't worry, you have to take care too, don't ......"

Before the dialect was finished, Wang Xiaotong had already pointed his toes and kissed him, blocking all the words behind the dialect in his mouth. The two of them were hugging each other face-to-face, and it was easy to be hooked by each other's bodies**, and this kiss was even more incredible, and the panting voices of the two became heavier and heavier.

"Xiaotong...... No way...... I'm going to have to leave soon......"

"What about you...... Why don't you leave......" Wang Xiaotong kissed Fang Yan while stroking her body according to Fang Yan's hand, although he spoke intermittently, his movements did not stop at all.

"I'll ...... right away Just go...... I really have to go...... Not...... I can't stand it, you little goblin......"

The dialect "whew" hugged Wang Xiaotong up, walked quickly to the bed...... "door...... critical moment, Wang Xiaotong still maintained a trace of sobriety.

With a wave of his right hand, Fang Yan's Fu Demon Stick leaning on the side of the table flew out directly, silently holding the door of the house.

The next moment, the temperature in the house rose sharply...... after **, the two of them were even more reluctant, but they couldn't help it, they could only hope for the future.

Leaving a promise that he would see him again in a year, Fang Yan left Hualing Garden, and when he looked back in mid-air, Wang Xiaotong, who was dressed in a red dress, was standing in the breeze and was looking at him stupidly. But Wang Xiaotong is not alone, because she still has a spirit by her side, this little guy has now completely defected to Wang Xiaotong, and having it is enough to relieve Wang Xiaotong's boredom.

The dialect no longer lingers, and the magic stick rises into the sky.

After waiting in the air for less than ten breaths, a figure flashed in front of Fang Yan, and Luo Wen appeared there.

"Senior, I've taken care of everything. ”

"Alright, let's go. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Wen captured the dialect with a blue light and teleported away directly!

With Luo Wen's teleportation technique, Fang Yan felt that it would take about a moment to reach the Immortal Capital Kingdom Ping Tianzong, but what he didn't expect was that they teleported again and again, and it was almost half an hour, and Luo Wen's expression had not changed at all, as if he had not yet reached his destination.

Since Fang Yan didn't have any concept of teleportation, he didn't know how far away he was from Cangwu now, plus Luo Wen had been teleporting at high altitude, and he couldn't even see the landform under the clouds.

After a long while, finally, Luo Wen stopped for the first time, and said to the other party: "Now that you have entered the realm of the Immortal Capital Country, you still remember what I told you, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Okay, I'll take you directly to the sect master. ”

"Hmm. Fang Yan nodded calmly.

Seeing that Fang Yan was still so calm, Luo Wen nodded with satisfaction, and teleported again after capturing Fang Yan!

Next, Luo Wen's teleportation technique was unleashed very quickly, and he disappeared from the sky almost as soon as he appeared, as if he was in a hurry.

Although Lovan did not explain it to the dialect, the dialect could guess what was going on.

Although Pingtian Sect is one of the strongest immortal cultivation sects in the Xiling Divine Continent, on the way to becoming stronger, Pingtian Sect has also made countless enemies, even in the territory of Xiandu Kingdom, there are several powerful opponents!

Luo Wen's Xianhao Road must have also experienced bloody storms, and he didn't dare to swagger and fly slowly in the Immortal Capital Country!

After rapidly teleporting eleven times in a row, Luo Wen finally stopped teleporting and appeared under the clouds, and said to Fang Yan, "This is the Pingtian Sect." ”

The nerves of the dialect were already very large, and it was not that he had never imagined what Pingtianzong would look like, but when he saw Pingtianzong with his own eyes, he was still speechless for a while.

Within a radius of 1,000 miles, the verdant mountains are undulating like dragons and pythons; thick or faint clouds linger in the mountains, gently fluttering with the wind; one after another wide or narrow waterfalls hang on the mountain cliffs, flowing down thousands of feet; the valleys are deep, the mountain streams are clear, and patches of jasper-filled water are dotted among the mountains; there are cranes flying in the sky and many kinds of good-looking birds whose names cannot be called at all in the dialect, and from time to time they make a dusty chirp...... The scenery is picturesque, and the charm of Lingxiu is so clear, like the residence of a fairy.

In the haze, on the top of the mountain, beside the waterfall, on the shore of the lake, in the valley and stream, the fairy palaces, pavilions, and pavilions stand there, or magnificent or elegant, perfectly integrated into the fairyland below.

All of this shook Fang Yan's heart, and Fang Yan finally couldn't hold back and asked, "These places, all of them belong to the Pingtian Sect?"

"Well, but some places are just landscapes. Pingtian Sect has only nine peaks, six valleys, and three lakes with immortal inheritance, all of which are self-contained. The Yuming faction has four ways, namely, Tools, Beasts, Tricks, and Dan, which have been inherited from Chiyun Peak, Wufu Peak, Yuxiu Valley, and Tearfish Lake. You will have the opportunity to learn about these things in the future, and now I will take you to Lingxiao Peak to meet the sect master. ”

"Is that one?" asked Fang Yan, pointing to the only one that went straight up and down into the sky, like a sword of the gods.

"Hmm. ”

The next moment, Luo Wen teleported again, and when Fang Yan opened his eyes again, he saw the largest palace he had ever seen in his life!

Pingtian Immortal Palace!

Fang Yan couldn't imagine how much manpower and material resources it would take to build such a fairy palace, and his only feeling at this time was that compared to this Pingtian Immortal Palace, the Ten Thousand Ghost Palace was almost like a small grass tent in the countryside...... As Luo Wen, he also had to wait for someone in front of the Pingtian Immortal Palace to report before he could enter.

However, the two did not enter the main hall, but entered the side hall.

Before meeting the sect master, Fang Yan was deeply shocked by the Pingtian Immortal Palace, because it was not only magnificent, but also exuded a solemn and immortal aura!

This is the real Asgard!Fang Yan was almost certain that even if he smashed it with all his might, he wouldn't want to smash a corner.

Because he was only concerned with amazement, Fang Yan was only subconsciously following Luo Wen forward, so that when he had obviously arrived at his destination, his gaze did not immediately turn to the person he should be looking at the most.

In an instant, the killing machine covered the body, and the dialect even had the illusion that he was dead!

(To be continued)