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"Hiss~~ It's strange, it's really strange. The magic weapon that can penetrate the immortal arts, there is not a trace of Yuan Force fluctuations, is it because my cultivation is still shallow and I can't see through it?"

Nangong Wufeng played with the multi-functional tactical helmet in his hand, knocked here and there, and sometimes wore it on his head to experience it himself, but no matter how he studied, he never could see through the mystery.

It's strange to be able to see through, the scientific and technological level of the earth has thrown off the entire Cretaceous period of the wild continent.

Nangong Qingxue was very happy today, because her sister, who had been separated from her for a long time, finally came back, and she brought an identical sister.

"Sister Yan'er, you and Sister Ling'er look good~~ like each other. The little girl sat on Cang Yan'er's round thighs, and kept looking back and forth between Cang Ling'er and Cang Yan'er with two big watery eyes. If it weren't for the different colors of the clothes, coupled with the scar on Cang Yan'er's left cheek, I'm afraid no one would be able to tell the identity of the two sisters at all.

"Hehe, then do you say that I am beautiful, or is your sister Ling'er beautiful?" Cang Yan'er laughed.

"Hmm...... Hee-hee, of course they're all beautiful!" The answer came as soon as she opened her mouth, and this question was not difficult for the little girl.

"Oh, look at you little ghost!"

Cang Yan'er nodded affectionately at the tip of Little Lori's nose, and her eyes were bent like crescent moons. Before, in front of Cang Ling'er and Nangong Wufeng, I always felt that I was young and could mess around, but now I found that I had an extra sister, not only did I have no more heart to mess around, but even the whole person was full of maternal brilliance.

"Dad, don't you even know where Fang Ping and the others went?"

Cang Ling'er frowned slightly, since the end of the first battle in the Yuan Demon Realm, she has been haunted by the problem of Fang Ping and the three of them disappearing out of thin air.

"Well, I only found traces of space shattering on the side of the Huotou Camp, they should have used a spell weapon such as a teleportation jade slip, but where exactly did it teleport to...... I can't track it. Nangong Wufeng sighed lightly, if you want to trace the destination from the teleportation traces, you must go through at least one Heavenly Tribulation to thoroughly understand the power of the law.

"Alas~~ Sure enough, you can't help it, Daddy?" Cang Yan'er, who was playing with Little Lori, also sighed, and most of the smile on her pretty face dissipated.

"That...... Who is this Fang Ping you are talking about, how do I feel that this name is very familiar?" Nangong Qingxue blinked, always feeling that she had heard Fang Ping's name somewhere, but she couldn't remember it.

However, before anyone could answer her, a **** appeared in front of everyone out of thin air, it was the Taishang Patriarch of the Nangong family, the old lady of Baguio.

"Wu Feng, someone from the Taishang Court has come to report and let you and Xiao Ling go to the Council of Elders for trial. ”

"What about my grandmother?" Cang Yan'er hurriedly asked, without saying a word, she privately abandoned the position of the Netherworld Holy Maiden and returned to the Yama Ghost Sect, she was the real headache.

"Hehe, don't worry about your business, someone has already solved it for you. Baguio laughed.

"......Ahh Really?" Cang Yan'er almost jumped up from her chair, her joy overflowing. She knew that her grandmother had never lied. "Which predecessor is it, how can he have such a penetrating ability?"

As soon as these words came out, I saw that the old lady Baguio's face suddenly became a little tangled, and she seemed to reluctantly speak: "Yes...... Lonely seniors. ”

"Uh?......"

"Blood Demon Heavenly Venerable?!"

............

Name: Fang Ping.

Rank: Private, 3rd class.

Physical Strength: U-level.

Mental state: Good.

Subclass: Beast Trainer Lv2,

Number of spirit beasts: 1/6,

Affinity: Neutral,

Skill Comprehension Chance: 50%.

Fame: 21300.

XP: 0/3000.

"Obviously, a few days ago, I said that there is nowhere to spend a lot of prestige, alas~~ What a fucking sin!"

Looking at the reputation value on the attribute panel, which had shrunk by more than ten times, Fang Pingdang felt a little like crying without tears. It's a good thing he didn't teleport into those vicious environments, otherwise he would have really cried.

"Look, this is our Purple Cloud Sect, for the teacher, I will take you to the Danfang to change your clothes, and then go to the elder to get your disciple's waist card. ”

Mu Yuyan, who was on top of the flying sword, said excitedly, she never thought that she would be able to receive an apprentice one day, it was like a dream.

Fang Ping closed the system interface, looked in the direction that Mu Yuyan's arm was pointing, and found that there were several pavilions and pavilions standing hazy under a light purple cloud, at first glance, it really had a sense of fairyland on earth.

Although its scale is far less spectacular than that of the Yama Ghost Sect, it is obviously more desirable than the oppressive environment of the Ghost Dao Sect.

After observing along the way, Fang Ping found that most of the plants on Lost Island were bamboos and shrubs, and only a few places would have trees. Pieces of bamboo sea are surging in the wind, which reminds him of the scene in the movie "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon", which is full of fairy tales.

The sect mechanism of the Purple Cloud Sect is different from that of the Yama Ghost Sect, there is no hierarchical distinction between the inner and outer gates, but according to the five elements, there are five major academies of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. The five colleges are equal in status and compete with each other, each with its own emphasis. For example, most of the disciples of the Golden Academy entered the Tao with magic weapons and weapons, the disciples of the Water and Fire Academies majored in magic and supernatural powers, the Earth Academy paid the most attention to tempering the physique, and the Wood Academy was completely the world of Dan Dao disciples.

Mu Yuyan is also a Dan Dao cultivator, but he is a disciple of the Fire Academy. There is no special reason, it's just that because of her talent, the Mu Academy doesn't want her.

The process of getting started was simpler than Fang Ping imagined, just showing his exercises in front of an elder and confirming that it was not a detailed work sent by the Demon Dao. Everything went smoothly in the process or something, but the elder secretly said a pity when he saw that Fang Ping was cultivating the Desolate God Technique, which showed how unfavorable the Desolate God Technique was by the Cultivation Realm.

I have to say that the life of the Purple Cloud Sect is much more comfortable than that of the Yama Ghost Sect, there is no oppressive environment, no bloodthirsty monsters, and no ruthless characters who want to kill people at every turn.

After a few days, Fang Ping was completely accustomed to life here, and every day, in addition to helping his cheap master take care of the alchemy furnace, he also checked some books that recorded alchemy and many low-level pill recipes.

According to Mu Yuyan's words, this is to lay a good foundation for formal alchemy in the future. In fact, Fang Ping knew very well in his heart that this girl just didn't know how to teach herself, because she was also a rookie herself, and the fact that she blew up three Dan furnaces in a row in five days was proof.

But not to mention, after watching so much, Tian Fangping was really interested in alchemy, especially those pills that could strengthen the physical body and accelerate cultivation. There's no way, he can't find the Five Forbidden Lands, and if he doesn't think about improving his strength as soon as possible, he will have to stop at the Qi Refining Realm in this life.

What kind of international joke, Lao Tzu crossed over and is not a tourist, how can he be in the Qi Refining Realm and wait for death.

In the Treasure Pavilion of the Wood Academy, Hou Xiaoxiao, who was on duty, saw Fang Ping who had just entered the door, and immediately couldn't help but quip: "What, come to help your master lead the Dan furnace again?"

"Hehe, yes, Uncle Hou. Fang Ping smiled innocently. In less than ten days, he had already come four times, all of whom were regular customers of the Treasure Pavilion.

"Hehe, here, it's been ready for your stupid master a long time ago. The glamorous red lips pursed, Hou Xiaoxiao smiled slightly, and took out a small stove half a meter high from under the counter. "Go back and tell her. Each person can receive up to four second-grade Dan furnaces per month, and if you want to receive more, you will have to exchange them for contributions or spirit stones!"

"Eh, thank you, Uncle, you're so beautiful today!"

Fang Ping smiled flatteringly, and when he put away the Dan furnace, he didn't forget to give a praise that didn't cost money, which made Hou Xiaoxiao's pretty face flush for a while, and he couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "Flamboy, when is this girl not beautiful!"

"Haha, Uncle Shi is beautiful every day, the most beautiful today, even more beautiful tomorrow, and even more beautiful the day after tomorrow. Hehe, Uncle I'm leaving!"

"Hey...... This stinky boy is really a dog that can't be fed, and he doesn't talk to his mother much......"