Chapter 298: Wait for Me......

"Do you want to go up and make a move?" Seeing that Fang Yan could see it, Qu Jifeng asked.

"Forget it, I'll secretly observe it for two days first, and then I'll talk about it, and now it's not anyone's opponent at all. Fang Yan didn't turn his head, and replied honestly.

This is Weng Xue frowned slightly, and said in confusion: "Obviously he is an immortal cultivator, but he wants to study worldly kung fu, is it really very beneficial to cultivation?"

"That depends on what kind of Dao you are cultivating, I think that studying Kung Fu is the most beneficial to Dan Dao immortal cultivators who are good at strengthening the pills, as for the instrument Dao, it is not necessary, and the Array Dao, it is even more unnecessary. Qu Jifeng said.

Weng Xue immediately said: "Isn't the two people on the stage cultivating the Instrument Dao? There is not much need for the Instrument Dao to learn Kung Fu, so why are their Kung Fu still so good?"

"You'll have to ask them to go. This kung fu is not so easy to learn, practice Sanjiu in winter, practice Sanfu in summer, even if you learn it for a lifetime, the power is not as strong as the weakest immortal method......" Qu Jifeng obviously has prejudices about learning kung fu, and he has not said a word of approval until now.

Fang Yan had been listening to their conversation, and then he smiled and said: "One of the two people on the stage is a great immortal, and he is still so keen on kung fu when he reaches this realm, it must be useful to learn kung fu." ”

"Haven't you learned kung fu yourself, let's talk about the benefits of learning kung fu first. "Weng Xue Dao.

"Forget it, I've decided, I'll go up for a while, and when the fight is over, let's pull that big immortal and say hello." The dialect lifted the spirits.

"Then we have to go a little further, and don't be preempted. Qu Jifeng said urgently.

As soon as they moved, they only heard a "bang" from the stage, and the great immortal kicked his opponent out with one kick, and his opponent had to use the Ling Xuan technique to stop in the air, and he had already lost.

"Hurry up, hurry up," Qu Jifeng and Weng Xue urged at the same time.

Fang Yan stopped instead, and said, "That kick just now was too sharp, isn't it......?"

"Dead dialect, you don't want to go again, do you?" asked Weng Xue in a low voice.

"Hehe, that's what I mean, or I'd better come back next time. ”

"Die" Seeing that the dialect was so useless, Weng Xue angrily raised her right palm and gestured twice at the dialect.

"Uh, what's going on? No one seems to dare to go up and challenge it?" Fang Yan said suddenly.

At this time, only the great immortal was left in the middle of the stage, waiting for someone to come up and challenge.

After a few more breaths, still no one stepped forward, and the great immortal suddenly stretched out his hand upward, and the blood-red halberd in the sky flew directly to his hand. This person is in his early forties, burly, and his eyes are very godly, giving people a sense of vigor and resoluteness

waved the halberd twice, and that year, the great immortal sacrificed the halberd back into the air, looked around the crowd, and said, "If no one comes to the stage to fight, let's stop here today." ”

"Wait"

At this time, a pleasant female voice suddenly came, and many people were stunned when they heard it, is it really fake, is there a woman who wants to go on stage to compete?

Everyone turned their attention to where the sound came from, including the dialect, because it was Weng Xue who spoke......

"You're too ruthless......" the dialect lowered his voice, word by word.

"Go ahead and let my sister see how you got beaten off the stage. Weng Xue smiled.

Qu Jifeng was also very happy, patted Fang Yan's shoulder and said, "It's okay, this person has beaten hundreds of people, even if you lose, you won't be ashamed." ”

"I'm talking about it if I'm not careful. ”

After muttering, Fang Yan flew to the platform without looking back, stood outside the great immortal Sanzhang, hugged his fists and said: "The younger generation dialect, I learned some fist and foot kung fu in my early years, and I hope that my seniors will teach me a few tricks." ”

The great immortal was looking at him carefully when he flew out of the dialect, and nodded at this time: "Looking at your standing, you know that you have a foundation in martial arts since you were a child. All the masters of the world are teachers, and they dare not be taught by them. I am Wang Yi of the Hundred Battles Sect, so let's learn from my little brother. ”

Fang Yan was stunned when he heard it, he has had a foundation in martial arts since he was a child?

Could it be that before coming into contact with the "Nine Beast Gong", the days when I fought in the Seven Immortals Gang could be regarded as martial arts? Those started when I was a teenager

Unless it's ......

In an instant, Fang Yan's spirit was in a trance, his childhood memories were too vague, but he vaguely felt that there were indeed a lot of things happening at that time. Could it be that he really learned kung fu at that time?

"The younger generation was rude, and after listening to the words of the seniors just now, I suddenly thought of the two old people. It took a while for the dialect to react and said busily.

"It doesn't matter. ”

"Please"

After finishing speaking, the dialect has already opened up the posture, which can be attacked and defended

"Where did he learn this posture, it's pretty good. "The crowd of Weng Snow Road.

Qu Jifeng also made a gesture, the four fingers of both hands were naturally side by side, the right hand was slightly higher in the front, and the left hand was slightly lower in the back.

At the same time, the Great Immortal Wang Yi suddenly lowered his body and rushed towards Fang Yan like a cheetah, and once the fight began, he changed from a humble gentleman to a fierce warrior bent on victory

As soon as he first engaged, Fang Yan and Wang Yi fought well, not because his skills were indeed comparable to Wang Yi, but because Wang Yi didn't expect his strength and degree to be far from an ordinary immortal.

Wang Yi has always suppressed his own physical realm, and his physical fitness is only similar to that of ordinary immortals, so he naturally can't please the dialect that has been washed by Pu Lao's back-scale blood. After a few moves, Wang Yi said while fighting: "It seems that the little brother must have an adventure in order to have such a body when he is a junior immortal, for the sake of fairness, I have to adjust my physical realm." ”

"Good. Fang Yan's hand movements did not stop, and he responded cheerfully.

After that, dialects inevitably fall into a disadvantage, and the disadvantage grows.

Wang Yi's moves are very concise, but his moves are ruthless, even if the dialect wields "Nine Beast Gong" to the extreme, he is still not Wang Yi's opponent. This person's actual combat experience is terrifying, and the dialect even suspects that Wang Yi's kung fu is created by Wang Yi after summing up his combat experience

Seeing that Fang Yan was about to lose, Weng Xue, who was not far away, was already so nervous that her palms were sweating, and she regretted pushing Fang Yan to the stage.

At this moment, Wang Yi's left elbow hit Fang Yan's left chest, and Fang Yan immediately folded his arms in front of his chest, so Wang Yi's explosive power was too great.

However, the force of impact was delayed

Fang Yan sighed in his heart, and immediately knew that he had been fooled, Wang Yi had never used a false move since he started fighting, and he thought that this was Wang Yi's fighting style......

In the next moment, Fang Yan only felt that his back was tight, and he was already hugged by Wang Yi, and then the whole person rose upward, quickly drew an arc in the air, and hit his head down to the ground

Although Wang Yi can't be seen, the dialect can fully imagine Wang Yi's movements, which is actually a very simple back fall, but it is enough to break a person's neck bone

The best way to break this move is to stretch out his hands to support the ground, but this Wang Yi's move is simply leaky, and when he hugged Fang Yan from behind, he had already sandwiched Fang Yan's arms under his arms......

"I admit defeat," the dialect hurriedly shouted.

Before Fang Yan's voice fell, Wang Yi had already let go of his arms, and Fang Yan immediately stretched out his hand to support the ground, and his back hand bounced out with a "whoosh".

"The juniors lost. "The dialect is very disgraceful, and since it has lost, it is very officially established and said again.

Wang Yi smiled, and then asked, "I see that you have the image of the Nine Beasts in your hands, could it be that you are practicing the Nine Beasts Gong?"

Fang Yan really has a feeling that he is about to collapse, this Wang Yi is too powerful, how long has he been fighting, and he can even see that he is practicing "Nine Beast Gong".

"Exactly. ”

"The Nine Beasts Gong aims to stimulate people's potential and promote the awakening of Daoji, which is really not a profound martial art from the perspective of martial arts alone. It's really commendable that you can practice the Nine Beasts Gong to this extent. Wang Yi said.

"Thank you for the compliment, and the juniors say goodbye. ”

Fang Yan didn't want to delay Wang Yi to continue to learn, so he hurriedly flew out, and soon arrived at Qu Jifeng and Weng Xue.

"Are you okay?" Weng Xue asked, the expression on her face was not relaxed at all at this time, Wang Yi almost scared her silly when he dropped the dialect just now.

"What can it be?" Hey, sister, why is your face so pale?" Fang Yan wondered.

Qu Jifeng smiled: "Haha, it's not that I'm worried about you. ”

After finishing speaking, Qu Jifeng wondered, because in the past, Weng Xue would definitely stop him in time, but he didn't expect him to finish in one breath this time.

Fang Yan didn't have so many ideas, but felt that his heart was warm, and it felt good to be cared for, especially the person he liked.

Weng Xue glanced at Fang Yan and said angrily: "Don't be stinky and beautiful, as long as it's a friend, I will be worried in that situation." ”

"But your friends are only me and Senior Brother Qu, and Senior Brother Qu will never be in that situation. Fang Yan smiled, the implication was that what Weng Xue was worried about could only be his dialect.

Weng Xue glared at Fang Yan again, and was about to speak, when she suddenly heard Qu Jifeng say: "Senior Wang is leaving, can you catch up?"

"Go"

The dialect jumped out with a "whoosh", and finally met a martial arts master, and he still wanted to learn something from the other party, no matter how bad it was, he must have something to say

"Wang Senior"

As soon as he got out of the range of the Nine Instruments, Fang Yan hurriedly shouted. The other party is a great immortal, once he breaks through the sound barrier and escapes, even if he shouts, it will be too late, and the degree of others is faster than his voice......

Wang Yi stopped, saw that it was a dialect, and asked, "What's the matter with the little brother?"

"Senior Wang, the juniors have some questions about martial arts that I want to ask my seniors. At this time, Qu Jifeng and Weng Xue also flew over, and the dialect was introduced by Wang Yi, "The three of us are all disciples of Pingtian Sect, this is my senior brother Qu Jifeng, and this is my senior sister Weng Xue." ”

After Qu Jifeng and Weng Xue finished their salutes, Wang Yi said: "I still have something to do today, how about you come to me another day?"

Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Okay, anyway, the juniors are not in a hurry." ”

Waiting for Wang Yi to fly away, Weng Xue frowned and whispered, "He doesn't want to help us, right?"

"He must be really in trouble. Fang Yan didn't see any suspicious expression on Wang Yi's face just now.

"Not necessarily. He is a great immortal of the Hundred Battles Sect, why must he help you, a junior immortal of the Pingtian Sect? Didn't he say that there was something to do, and since there was something, why did he fly so slowly? If it was me, I would have broken through the sound barrier and walked away when I was on the Nine Instruments Platform. The Hundred Battle Sect's residence was not close to the Nine Instruments Platform at all. Qu Jifeng said.

"Well, let's just look for him next time, and see how he reacts next time. The dialect quickly thought about it and said directly.

"It's getting late, let's go back. Weng Xue looked at the sunset and said.

"Then you two go back first, I still have to continue my patrol. Qu Jifeng said.

"Don't pretend, I haven't seen you patrol for a long time. Fang Yan laughed.

"Hehe, as long as I'm not in the sect's station, even if it's okay to inspect, let's go, don't delay my work, the task assigned to me by the sect can't be sloppy. "Qu Jifeng is serious.

"Okay, let's go back first, if you go back early, go find me, and if it's late, you won't need to. Fang Yan said.

"Okay. ”

Fang Yan and Weng Xue flew directly in the direction of the sect's station, but it was not too fast at all. There are still a lot of scenery to see in the location of this alliance, and the people from the nineteen sects have their own characteristics, which almost dazzles them.

When I returned to the sect's station, it was already dark, the rooms of the two were next to each other, Weng Xue's was in the corridor, and when she arrived at the door of the dialect house, Weng Xue was just about to say goodbye, but she looked at the door and said "huh".

Fang Yan's attention had been on Weng Xue, and it was only then that he finally noticed the handwriting on the door.

Each room was forbidden and the door was completely covered by a pale brown curtain of light on which there was a line of pale gold letters: Assemble in the council hall tomorrow.

Fang Yan perked up and said, "It seems that there is some activity for us to participate in." ”

Weng Xue also nodded and said, "The sect has been postponing the day when we will participate in the alliance, since it has chosen to let us come today, there must be no way to push it anymore." Something big must happen tomorrow."

"Well, let's rest and recharge tonight. How about you call me early tomorrow morning?"

"Okay. Weng Xue nodded.

At this time, Fang Yan had already taken out the order charm and opened the door, and suddenly his heart moved, and he said to Weng Xue: "Do you want to go in and sit down?"

Weng Xue panicked for no reason, and immediately said, "Didn't you say you wanted to rest just now?"

"Isn't this too early?" Fang Yan said embarrassedly.

"Then let's go and practice. ”

"Okay. "The dialect doesn't matter, but there is still a little bit of loss in my heart.

Weng Xue has been observing the expression of the dialect, how can she not see the mind of the dialect, the person has already walked towards the door of his room, but suddenly turned around and said, "If you are really bored, come to me." ”

Fang Yan couldn't help but be overjoyed, and said cheerfully: "Okay." ”

When she returned to the house, Weng Xue sat sideways on the chair, pressing the back of the chair with her hands, and her chin resting on the back of her hand.

She could see that she could easily influence Fang Yan's mood, and this feeling made her a little intoxicated, because Fang Yan was the only person she liked, and what could make her happier in this world than Fang Yan caring so much about her?

However, she also had a little bit of guilt. Because she could do this on the basis that he liked her in the dialect, she should actually confess to the dialect as well, so that it would be fair, but she was afraid of the consequences of confessing to the dialect. Perhaps, once she confesses to Fang Yan, the relationship between the two will deteriorate rapidly, and she can't even be friends, right? As long as there is such a possibility, she will not dare to take risks.

She is getting more and more aware of dialects, which are extremely firm in practice, but emotionally, even he doesn't know himself. In terms of feelings, his confidence is not so strong......

The dialect's emotional outlook system is not perfect, she can actively influence him to build that system, or she can subtly let his emotional outlook system slowly unfold in the direction she wants, and even, she can directly tempt the dialect and make the dialect make unforgivable mistakes

She understands dialects and believes in her own charm.

However, whenever she thinks of those bad thoughts, that is, using the tongue's liking and trust in her to lead the tongue by the nose, she will be very sad.

But what could she do, and who made her not the first to know tongues?

Although Fang Yan didn't know that she liked him, although he only inadvertently influenced her, it was already deeper than she had deliberately influenced him

Just like before he entered the house just now, he only showed a little loss, so she couldn't help but turn her head and say, "If you're really bored, come to me."

She really didn't want to see the dialect be a little unhappy.

When will this mood and such a state end......

In the next room, Weng Xue's sentence in dialect, "If you're really bored, come to me", was happy for a while, and then sat up cross-legged on the bed, and quickly immersed herself in the Immortal Demon Palace.

"Dialect, Beginner Heavenly Immortal, First Layer of the Outer Hall of the Immortal Demon Palace, the one hundred and eighty-seventh"

Fang Yan came to the bottom of the Demon Temple's exploration list and read it softly.

"Hmm???" Fang Yan's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked towards the bottom of the exploration list again, "One hundred and eighty-seven?"

He clearly remembered that he was the one hundred and eighty-sixth, so to speak, there was a newcomer in the Immortal Demon Hall during this time, and that newcomer had already run ahead of him

Look up

"Monk Guoxian, Beginner Heavenly Immortal, Second Floor of the Outer Hall of the Immortal Demon Palace, the one hundred and eighty-sixth"

Fang Yan judged at once, the newcomer was this monk, just because there was no one else except for the outer four layers of his own Immortal Demon Palace, and the second-to-last person was on the fourth floor of the outer hall......

Now, finally, there is one more ...... wandering around the first to third floors of the outer hall

"What ...... fate," Fang Yan sighed.

Then Fang Yan stared suddenly, he couldn't wait any longer, his grandmother's, counting this Guoxian monk, he had already been passed by three people in succession, it turned out that he was still one hundred and eighty-four, and now he has reached the first level of immortals, but he has become one hundred and eighty-seven

Although, the title of the first place has not changed much......

No, you must give this Guoxian monk to the past

On the second floor of the outer hall, you can enter it immediately

"Monk, you have to wait for me ......"

Saying this, Fang Yan rushed headlong into the Immortal Demon Palace.