"Fang Chen has just succeeded in building a foundation, and he hasn't yet cultivated his flying sword, you haven't competed with him in your technique, are you going to use the flying sword to take advantage? You obviously know this situation, and you have to be ruthless, if you let Elder Ziyang know, you are afraid that you will have to go to the Siguo Cave for a year. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Wu Tian looked at Chen Ye and said with a sneer.

"Hmph, this is a test of the sword level, naturally each according to their strengths. I'm cultivating with Fang Chen, don't you want to spew blood here!"

Chen Ye didn't know what he thought, but he slowly calmed down, his expression was indifferent, and his voice was cold.

"Yes, each according to his strengths! Do you want to come with me to learn about cultivation!"

Wu Tian opened his mouth unceremoniously.

Chen Ye was angry.

He naturally didn't dare to discuss with Wu Tian, Wu Tian's cultivation was in the late stage of foundation building, and he was only in the early stage of foundation building, although after a few years of consolidation, he was still a little short of the middle stage of foundation building, and he was even farther away from the later stage.

Wu Tian was already a senior cultivator among his disciples, otherwise he would not have become a deacon of the Sword Ping.

There are deacons in each peak of the gate, most of whom are served by disciples in the later stage of foundation building, and some of them are because they are old and feel that there is no hope of breaking through, so they turn their focus to door affairs.

There is another category like Wu Tian, who does not have a good master and does not have enough cultivation resources, so he takes the initiative to serve as a deacon and receive a salary.

Chen Ye remembered that he had formed a bond with Wu Tian a few years ago, but he didn't expect that this person still remembered that he would come out to stir up trouble at a critical moment, and he hated him so much that he couldn't do anything about him.

"When my master comes back, I will definitely ask you for justice!" he said coldly.

Wu Tian's heart tightened, Chen Ye's master Yang Chunzi was famous for protecting his shortcomings, which was why Chen Ye's cultivation in the early stage of foundation building dared to be arrogant among the disciples.

This senior of the Dan period was the true disciple of the elder of the Pavilion Chiyang Zhenren, if it weren't for the long time he had traveled abroad, Chen Ye was afraid that he would have to fly to the sky.

Just when everyone was talking and Fang Chen was silently sitting on the ground to heal his injuries, a streamer of light flew into Qingyun Peak.

Flying Sword Story!

Wu Tian's eyes flashed, and he saw the streamer go straight to Fang Chen, who was sitting in the middle of the sword test ping, and stopped in front of him.

"I am deeply gratified to hear that Senior Brother Fang has successfully built the foundation. I have specially prepared a gift for my junior brother, and I invite my junior brother to come to Tianxuan Peak!"

The sound condensed on the flying sword echoed on the sword test floor, and all the disciples looked envious, because this was the voice of Yuanqin, the first fairy of Tianyimen.

There are not many female disciples in the door, and even fewer are amazing.

But Yuanqin is known as the first fairy, beauty and wisdom coexist, and his cultivation has already reached the stage of knotting, leaving his peers far away.

She is kind-hearted and approachable, and all her disciples have a good impression of her.

And Yuan Qin's identity is even more terrifying, she is the daughter of Tianyang Zhenren, the head of Tianyi Sect, so the disciples dare not have any nonsense about her, and even Chen Ye does not dare to be dissatisfied with her in the slightest.

Fang Chen was stunned and stood up.

"Go, you hurry up and go to Tianxuan Peak!"

"Don't delay the time of the Qin Fairy, don't rub it off!"

"Go early and come back early, remember to help us say hello to the piano fairy!"

Everyone was gossiping, Fang Chen nodded, and walked outside.

Walking to the edge of the sword test ping, he suddenly turned around and said to Chen Ye, who was still standing there: "Wait until my flying sword training is completed, and then come to ask for advice!"

Chen Ye's face was gloomy and he snorted coldly.

Wu Tian laughed: "Senior Uncle Fang Chen went to Tianxuan Peak this time, Chen Ye, you have to be careful." ”

Tianxuan Peak Hall.

Fang Chen saw the beautiful Qin Fairy, wearing a lilac dress and long black hair.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at her.

Yuan Qin is in the main hall, like a peerless fairy, high up, although Fang Chen is the same generation as her, he still needs to look up.

"Senior Brother Fang, come here. ”

Her voice is gentle and delicate, just like her character.

Fang Chen raised his head and glanced at her secretly, then stepped forward as he said.

Yuanqin has a slender body and skin like snow. She smiled faintly, her eyes were like stars and moons, and her lips were like cinnabar.

Rao is Fang Chen's tenacious character, the closer he gets to her, the more he feels his heart beating faster, and a faint fragrance lingers in his nose, which is her body fragrance.

"Meet Senior Sister Yuan!"

Fang Chen stopped his trance and bowed to Yuan Qinxing.

"Senior brother doesn't have to be like this, I'm very happy to see you improve your cultivation. Ten years ago, Elder Chiyang said that if you can build a foundation successfully, the Yinhong Flying Sword in the Pavilion will be yours. I heard that you have successfully built the foundation, and I can't wait to take Yinhong and make you a natal flying sword. ”

Yuan Qin smiled skillfully, she stretched out her Qianqian jade hand, and there was a small flying sword as black as ink lying in her palm.

When Fang Chen heard her words, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Yinhong Flying Sword is a well-known flying sword in the entire Tianyi Gate, because it is a spiritual weapon, and it is one of the three treasures of the Instrument Pavilion, even if Chiyang Zhenren really said it to him ten years ago, he didn't dare to ask for it, but he didn't expect Fairy Qin to go and get it in person.

"Yinhong Flying Sword is a spiritual weapon of the Instrument Pavilion, how can the disciple He De-"

Fang Chen was submissive, and was interrupted by Yuan Qin before he finished speaking.

"This is what the elders have witnessed, and my father also said that if you succeed in building the foundation, Yinhong will be your natal flying sword. It's not a big deal, a manly man, don't you dare to ask for a sword!"

Fang Chen's mind was confused, Yinhong's fame was like thunder, but he really didn't dare to accept it to himself, wouldn't such a famous spirit sword be buried in his hands!

"Hmph! I took great pains to get it, and you still pushed and shoved it, but you didn't dislike it! Since you dislike it, I'll throw it away!"

Yuan Qin frowned, and with a flick of his fingers, the small flying sword in his palm shot out, turning into a three-foot flying sword form, and thudging into the bluestone floor.

Fang Chen was so frightened that he didn't even dare to say it.

"How can you practice if you are so bold!"

Yuan Qin shook his head, his clothes fluttered, and he went away like a fairy.

Fang Chen gritted his teeth, and a look of humiliation welled up in his eyes. Fairy Qin's words were as cold as wind and snow, and they pierced his heart deeply.

In the empty hall, Fang Chen stared at the Yinhong Flying Sword on the ground, and a look of struggle flashed in his eyes.

"How can you practice if you are so bold!" these words echoed in my heart and echoed in my ears.

"Fairy Qin took great pains to get it, but I didn't dare to ask for it, did I have no courage at all?" Fang Chen asked himself in his heart.

"I don't throw in the towel!"

Determination flashed in his eyes, and he stepped forward and grabbed Yinhong.

"From now on, you are my natal flying sword!"

It was as if he had heard the sound of a sword, and there was joy and joy in his voice.

Yuan Qin, who left the main hall, stepped on the magic weapon and soared in the clouds.

Suddenly, her eyes were full of smiles, and she looked back in the direction of the main hall.

"You didn't disappoint me. ”

The clouds and mist surrounded her, the lilac dress fluttered like a dance, the green silk was lightly brushed, and the face was as beautiful as a fairy.