A quarter of an hour later, Fang Yi came to the top of Zhaoling Mountain.

"Stop, this place is on the high level of the Lingshan Mountain, if there is anything, report it to your deacon first. ”

In front of a gate on the top of the mountain, Fang Yi was stopped by a person.

"I'm looking for a core elder, and I have something to ask. ”

Fang Yi's face was gloomy, and he looked at the man coldly.

The man frowned and said, "Didn't you hear me?" ”

"What's the matter with the old man!"

An old man in a gray robe flashed in one step and appeared in front of Fang Yi.

"Senior Ling Ding Fang Yi paid a visit to Elder Cai. ”

After giving a salute first, Fang Yi said: "The kid came and asked Elder Cai to order the burning of Yan to release my brother Wan Jin Jin and Senior Sister Yihua, and punish the burning of Yan in accordance with the rules of Zhaoling Mountain." ”

"Burning?"

Hearing these two words, this core disciple elder Cai Mo frowned, and then said: "You are a high-level Lingding, don't you know if there is anything to report to your Lingding Deacon first?" Stand down!"

After speaking, Cai Mo ignored Fang Yi and turned away.

The person who had stopped Fang Yi before looked at Fang Yi at this moment, his face full of mockery.

Fang Yi was silent, then raised his head, looked at Cai Mo's back in the distance, and showed an evil smile, this smile, the person who stopped Fang Yi couldn't help but be stunned.

"It's useless to salute first, then I'll be a soldier. ”

Muttering to himself, Fang Yi turned around and left.

At present, Fang Yi's immortal cultivation has reached the fourth level of Qi cultivation, so Fang Yi came to the inner deacon first, preparing to remove the title of Lingding first and become an inner disciple.

Otherwise, it will not carry any weight in doing things.

The deacon of the inner gate here is the father who returns to the night, called Yelin.

Returning to the west and entering a room, Fang Yi looked at Ye Lin who was meditating with his eyes closed in the room and said, "Night Deacon, disciple senior Ling Ding Fang Yi, come to receive the inner disciple token." ”

Hearing this, Ye Lin opened his eyes: "You are Fang Yi?"

"Exactly. ”

Yelin stood up and said, "Now that you're back, you must already know about the ten thousand catties of gold and Yihua, right?"

Fang Yi nodded: "Got it." ”

"You and Wan Jin are my son's sworn brothers, and I already know this. ”

Ye Lin is middle-aged, very similar to Ye Huixi, handsome and burly, he continued: "But this matter involves the first person of the core disciple of Yan Yan, so even I can't do anything, and I don't dare to let Hui Xi interfere, so please understand." ”

"And you should be careful, the target of the burning face seems to be you. ”

As a core disciple, Ye Huixi didn't care about Fang Yi and Wan Jin Jin's Lingding identity, and worshiped together, which is enough to prove that Ye Huixi has a bold personality and is a person in temperament.

As his father, Yelin is human, and it is normal for people to protect his safety, and it is natural for him to do so.

Now knowing that Night Back was not implicated, Fang Yi was a little relieved.

Fang Yi arched his hand and said, "Uncle, my cultivation has reached the fourth level of Qi cultivation, please ask my uncle to turn into an inner disciple for me." ”

"The fourth layer of Qi training?"

Ye Lin was surprised, how long had Yi Hua only become a core disciple? Her high-level spirit Ding Fang Yi had cultivated the fourth layer of qi so quickly? Ye Lin was a little incredulous, and said, "Why can't I see your cultivation, you can take a look at it with a spiritual power." ”

Fang Yi waved his hand, and a burst of spiritual power gushed out, surrounding his fingertips, and then returning to his body.

Ye Lin's eyes burst with essence: "Sure enough, the fourth level of Qi training, okay, I will take off the identity of Lingding for you and become an inner disciple." ”

Yelin didn't say much, Zhaoling Mountain had to become a high-level spirit ding before he could cultivate, and Fang Yi had become a high-level spirit ding for less than half a month, so he had reached the fourth level of qi training, which could explain two problems.

First, Fang Yi had been cultivating since he had not become a high-level spirit ding.

Second, Fang Yi's cultivation talent was against the sky.

However, it was obvious that Yelin believed in the former in his heart, but he didn't ask too much, because if he was cultivating when he didn't become a high-level spirit ding, this would violate the rules of Zhao Ling Mountain, and Fang Yi would be punished.

After registering, the fifty-year contract between Fang Yi and Na Lingding of Zhaoling Mountain was also dissolved, and he received the token and clothes of the inner disciple, and after Fang Yi put on his clothes and thanked him, he left the hut where the night deacon was.

Fang Yi thinks of himself as a human being, although he is sometimes a little amused and shameless, but he also has his own rules of life, that is, if people don't offend me, I won't offend people, if people offend me, I will kill people.

If you have committed a crime against your own brother or friend, you will kill them as such.

Fang Yi is not bloodthirsty, but he is affectionate and righteous.

"Wang Ming, is it? I didn't want to clean you up last time, but now you asked for it. ”

Fang Yi didn't go back to the attic to tell Meng Qingxin, because what he was going to do next was Meng Qingxin, who didn't want to be involved.

If you are happy to be revenge, you have to go crazy for once.

On the west side of the Lingshan Mountain, on the inner disciple square.

Wang Ming became an inner disciple, and of course he accepted his younger brother Wang Quan, who was no longer able to do anything, as his personal spiritual ding.

The two of them were basking in the sun with many inner disciples in the square at the moment, comfortable and comfortable.

"Big brother, you beat that dead fat man to a serious injury, what if that Fang Yi comes back to take revenge?"

Wang Quan looked worried, but Wang Ming said disdainfully: "Just by him, I am already an inner disciple, and he has just become a high-level Lingding, I said brother, why are you so confused." ”

"It's not. ”

Wang Quan's face was a little gloomy and said: "Isn't there a core disciple by his side, Meng Qingxin, one of the two beauties of Zhaoling Mountain, I'm worried about this." ”

Wang Ming said indifferently: "It's okay, how can Meng Qingxin compare to Senior Sister Burning Yan, who is the first core disciple, you know, now that dead fat man still has what is called Yihua, but it is still in the hands of Senior Sister Burning Yan, even the Lingmen will not do anything to Senior Sister Burning Yan, what are you worried about?"

"I have a vague bad feeling. ”

Wang Ming's eyes widened: "You won't be bullied by them last time, right?"

His hunch was right. ”

Suddenly, a voice came, and the two brothers looked over, only to see Fang Yi wearing a blue inner disciple costume and walking towards them.

Wang Ming immediately got up and shouted: "Okay, you Fang Yi, where did you steal the clothes of the inner disciples, and dare to swagger to show off in the inner gate square, I want to tell the deacon and punish you." ”

The inner gate square is very large, and there are a lot of people at this time, Wang Ming's roar instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"Huh. ”

Fang Yi chuckled twice and didn't speak, still walking towards the two, and when he got closer, Fang Yi said, "My brother has been seriously injured by you?"

"It's me, what are you going to do?"

Wang Ming's face was arrogant, with a disdainful gaze, as if he wanted to look down on Fang Yi.

"Die!"

Fang Yi was a reasonable person, and when he heard the other party's personal admission, he didn't talk nonsense, and with a direct wave of his hand, two flying swords suddenly appeared, and flew towards the chests of Wang Ming and Wang Quan.

"Bold!"

Wang Ming didn't expect Fang Yi to dare to make a direct move in this Zhaoling Mountain, and after a loud shout, with a wave of his hand, a long knife placed on the ground beside him was immediately held in his hand, and then he slashed at the attacking flying sword.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The two flying swords exploded without warning, and the long knife in Wang Ming's hand was ejected, and Wang Ming himself spit out a mouthful of blood and hurriedly retreated.

He didn't expect Fang Yi to have a flying sword, let alone that Fang Yi would directly explode the flying sword.

However, Wang Ming had a fourth-level Qi cultivation and barely managed to dodge some of the power of this flying sword explosion.

But Wang Quan, an intermediate-level Lingding, is miserable.

PS: The number of updates in the last two days - I'm really sorry.

Benshan has recently been disturbed by personal reasons, resulting in a sudden decrease in the number of updates, please understand.

Benshan will adjust his condition as soon as possible and work hard to code words.

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