Wei Nan returned to the Immortal Hall with the dialect, and then summoned Zhang, Su, and Long to tell them the good news that the dialect had been refined into a demon stick!

Zhang, Su, and Long were very happy, Su Liuyun was better, but he was surprised by the performance of the dialect and couldn't help but admire, but Zhang Nian had already put his arm around the dialect's shoulders and began to plan for the future of the dialect...... This scene was undoubtedly what Wei Nan wanted to see the most, but he didn't immediately say the idea of letting Zhang Nian teach dialects to behave in the world, he wanted to let dialects rest first.

The quietest of the five masters and apprentices was still Long Bing, and after saying two words of congratulations to Fang Yan, she had been listening quietly, but obviously, she was also very happy for Fang Yan, and the whole person seemed very relaxed.

At this time, if Fang Yan deliberately told jokes to tease her, maybe he could really see her smile for the first time. It's a pity that at this time, Fang Yan was engrossed in accepting Master Zhang Nian's guidance...... About an hour later, seeing that Zhang Nian seemed to be endless, Wei Nan had to open his mouth to bang people, Fang Yan hadn't rested for a while since he left the Nine Refining Palace!

Soon there were only Wei Nan and Fang Yan left in the Immortal Hall, and Wei Nan said directly: "Okay, Fang Yan, you can go back and rest quickly." The list of candidates will be announced the day after tomorrow, and when the time comes, you will be sick and will definitely make people laugh. ”

"Okay, the disciple has retired. ”

"Wait! The devil stick was left, I don't know how many people's hands have passed, and the teacher hasn't had time to take a good look. Wei Nan smiled bitterly.

The dialect is also a great joy, but immediately his face changed, and he said to Wei Nan: "Master, let me use the demon stick for a while, and I'll send it back to you in a while, okay?"

"You kid, are you going to show off to Xiaotong?" Wei Nan smiled.

"Uh......" was said what was in the center, and Fang Yan only felt embarrassed, and almost blushed.

"Go ahead, you can send it whenever you want. Wei Nan waved his hand.

"Hehe, that disciple quits. ”

The dialects over there had already left the Immortal Hall for a while, but Wei Nan still had a smile on his face.

"Sizzle......" Wei Nan suddenly took a breath, his face was puzzled, and muttered, "Is it a delusion?"

Obviously, he couldn't figure it out by himself, so he immediately decided to come down and strode towards Long Bing's residence.

Soon arrived at the place, Wei Nan shouted outside the courtyard, "Long Bing?"

"Master?!" Long Bing walked out in shock, Wei Nan rarely came to her in person.

"Bing'er, I want to confirm that you are looking for the teacher, do you feel that there seems to be some changes in the dialect?"

Without thinking about it, Long Bing actually said directly: "The disciple is also confused, the dialect seems to be much more relaxed than before in the Immortal Hall, at first the disciple thought that it was because he was already familiar with everyone, or he had just refined the demon wand, and his confidence was strong, but after thinking about it, it didn't seem to be the case." His relaxation seems to have nothing to do with whether he is familiar with us or not, and it has nothing to do with faith, but from the heart, as if he is not just facing us, maybe he is facing everyone in this world, everything will be so relaxed. ”

Long Bing's words made Wei Nan stunned, although he wanted to express a similar meaning, but who expected Long Bing to analyze it so clearly. Long Bing is a woman, so her mind is naturally more delicate, but she has thought of so much since she left the hall for a long time!

Wei Nan immediately judged that his third apprentice was very concerned about dialects! It was no wonder that he had only cared about dialects in the last two months, and before that, dialects were actually more like Long Bing's apprentices...... Thinking of this, Wei Nan smiled: "I didn't expect your senses to be so keen, and what the teacher perceives is roughly the same as you." This time refining the Demon Stick, it is nothing to get the Demon Stick, the looming bearing that just appeared on Fang Yan's body is his biggest gain!"

"Hmm. Although it is not obvious, that kind of bearing does exist. Long Bing kept looking at Wei Nan's expression, and when she saw Wei Nan nodded, she said boldly, "The disciple has never seen a similar bearing in anyone. ”

"Huh?" Wei Nan obviously didn't think so far, and only raised his head for a while and said affirmatively, "He must have had an epiphany while refining the weapon, just go back and ask him." ”

The master and apprentice were discussing the dialect, and the dialect was flying slowly in the sky at this time, and it was the demon stick under his feet!

Of course, he could fly faster, even faster than the Sunset Gun, but he also wanted to take the opportunity to study the details of the Demon Stick's wielding, so he slowed down.

With his feet on the magic stick, the dialect has a feeling that it is connected to his blood, as if it is his new limb that has been extended! At the same time, he can also feel the heavy power hidden in the magic stick, it seems that as long as the Dao power is slightly urged, the magic stick will be able to burst out with great attack power! What the whistling moon white tiger roared and said that the black panther was all put down with a stick!!

Because he was familiar with the Fu Demon Stick, Fang Yan deliberately slowed down, but it didn't take him much effort to reach Hualing Garden, when it was just dark.

With the experience of falling into the beast circle last time, Fang Yan immediately cheered up and flew away, and he didn't dare to be distracted anymore.

Soon, he saw Wang Xiaotong on the ground!

The girl was looking at him with a smile on her face, indescribable satisfaction, obviously, Wang Xiaotong had already received the news that he had refined it into a demon stick.

As soon as the dialect was urged, the light of the Fu Demon Stick under his feet suddenly brightened up, and then he accelerated suddenly, swooping out a beautiful arc in the air, and then jumped directly without waiting for the Fu Demon Stick to stop, and landed in front of Wang Xiaotong after a somersault in the air, which was really indescribably chic.

Wang Xiaotong has been waiting for the dialect for a long time, and when he saw that the dialect's movements were so good-looking, he opened his arms and was about to throw himself into the dialect's arms.

At this moment, Fang Yan suddenly stretched out his right arm diagonally towards the sky, only to hear the sound of "whew", and the flying demon stick directly turned into a golden arc and flew back, and was grabbed by him with a "snap" in his hand, and then gently slammed it to the ground!

Flaunting, pure flaunting!

But it's beautiful and effective!

Wang Xiaotong really loved dialects more and more the more he looked at them, and once again pounced on dialects!

Then a scene that Wang Xiaotong never expected happened, only to see that the dialect suddenly had a flat face, looking indescribably solemn, holding a stick in his right hand, and his left hand had reached his chest at some point, and his palm was erected there with his palm facing right, and then he solemnly proclaimed the Buddha's name: "This female benefactor, the little monk is polite!"

Wang Xiaotong was stunned at the time, the breath of the Fu Demon Stick in Fang Yan's right hand was too heavy, and he actually frightened her for a while...... Then she saw a smile on the corner of Fang Yan's mouth, and in an instant, she completed the transformation from a high-ranking monk to a transcendent demon, and directly threw the demon stick and threw it at her, holding her in her arms at once.

"Ahh

"Ouch, female donor, don't pinch the little monk......"

"How dare you say it!!"

"Hey...... Sizzle...... Lady spare her life, don't pinch it...... Oh...... It's pinched there, dead girl......"

Wang Xiaotong did it on purpose, taking advantage of Fang Yan's crotch to break out of Fang Yan's arms, laughing so much that his stomach hurt.

At this time, it was already dark, and there was no one else around, so the two of them laughed and didn't worry about being seen.

It took a long time for the dialect to recover, and he said angrily: "I don't know if I can still use ......"

"Why don't you die!!shameless!" Wang Xiaotong scolded with a smile.

Fang Yan was also happy, stretched out his hand and took back the Fu Demon Stick and smiled: "Okay, don't make trouble, I'm almost tired, I'll go back to rest after talking to you." ”

"Obviously, you made the trouble first!" Wang Xiaotong pouted.

"Lines, Lines, Lines......"

Wang Xiaotong was familiar with Hua Lingyuan, and soon took the dialect to a hidden small garden, and the dialect sat on the stone chair, and Wang Xiaotong sat directly in his arms.

"Xiaotong, don't you think I've been these days?" Feeling the bullet surname on Wang Xiaotong's body, smelling her hair, Fang Yan only felt that the whole person was going to be drunk, and asked while touching Wang Xiaotong's hand.

"Of course. Everyone went to the Nine Refining Palace several times, but it was too hot below, and they didn't dare to go down every time. ”

"Uh...... I knew I was on top of it. By the way, what have you been doing for more than a month?"

"I've done a lot of things, and I'm so busy...... Don't talk about it, don't ......"

Wang Xiaotong leaned over his face and took the initiative to send a fragrant kiss to the dialect.

Although Fang Yan was tired enough, the ** in his heart was also held back for a long time, and he immediately responded enthusiastically, and his lower body reacted almost instantly.

It's a pity that in the end, the two of them only stopped at kissing and touching, because Wang Xiaotong suddenly thought that Yin Qing would take Fang Yan to see her immediately after letting her see Fang Yan...... After seeing Yin Qing and saying a few words to Wang Xiaotong, the dialect returned to the hall with the undulating magic stick.

First sent the Fu Demon Stick to Wei Nan, and when he returned to his house, his buttocks had just been swept over by the bed board, and he took off his clothes after dividing five by two, and Fang Yan fell asleep.

This sleep is one day and two nights, if it weren't for Zhang Nian to call him, I'm afraid he would be able to sleep for two more days and two nights.

After waking up the dialect, Zhang Nian said directly: "Fourth Senior Brother, quickly pack up, the sect master will announce the list of candidates this morning." ”

"Where?"

"Yunhetai. ”

"Okay, senior brother, you go first, I'll be there soon. ”

"Hurry up, the master didn't ask me to call you until this time, the ceremony has actually begun for a while. ”

Fang Yan jumped off the bed with a "whoosh", and then quickly dressed, seeing Zhang Nian laugh dumbly.

"The devil stick is on the table, don't you run ......" Dropping this sentence, Zhang Nian turned around and walked out of the house, grabbed a fairy sword and rushed into the air.

After packing up, Fang Yan hurriedly flew in the direction of Yunhetai with the Fu Demon Stick, and looked at it from a distance, only to see that there was already a sea of people, and he realized for the first time that there were so many people in the Yuming Sect!

In the stands, there are all figures with heads and faces in the sect, and Liu Banxuan is also there!

Fang Yan hurriedly lowered his altitude, almost sticking to the ground and flying there, for fear of being seen, his candidacy would definitely not be able to run, as one of the candidates for the True Immortal, he was still late, and it was really not good-looking to be seen...... Then he heard Liu Banxuan on the Yunhe stage suddenly raise his voice: "Now start announcing the list of candidates this time!"

(To be continued)