After being reprimanded in this way, Yu Wen Zhouyuan did not get angry, but he also did not withdraw his eyes. Instead, after taking a long breath, he suddenly showed a mysterious smile and looked at the woman up and down, looking quite interested.
appearance.
At this time, not only did the girl raise her eyebrows and her face was covered with frost, but Fairy Hong Xuanjiao also started to murmur in her heart, wondering if Yu Wen Zhouyuan really had some evil intentions.
However, after Fairy Hong Xuanjiao thought about it, there seemed to be nothing wrong with this, because due to limited innate qualifications, there were far fewer female monks in the world of immortality who could advance to the real-life stage than male monks.
Therefore, for most high-level dual cultivators, the male cultivator is usually at the real person stage, while the female cultivator is only at the true yuan stage. In this way, the effect of using dual cultivator skills to improve cultivation is natural for male monks.
This is no longer ideal, so the few female monks who have reached the real stage naturally attract the admiration of many male monks who think they are qualified.
As for a female monk in green robe who is so beautiful and whose cultivation level has reached the stage of a real person, it seems that it is reasonable for Yuwen Zhouyuan to be attracted by her.
"I didn't expect that fellow Taoist Fang, whom I haven't seen for a few years, has actually entered the stage of a real person. What a joy and congratulation!" Just when the green-robed beauty was extremely annoyed at being looked at, Yu Wen Zhouyuan stopped smiling and said seriously.
"Who is Daoist Fang? You have recognized the wrong person! My surname is Fang!" The green-robed woman's look of embarrassment was immediately thrown away when Yuwen Zhouyuan called her "Dai'er". Instead, she denied it with a panicked expression.
road.
This situation was beyond Yu Wen Zhouyuan's expectation, and he couldn't help but stare at the woman's twinkling beautiful eyes.
At this time, the beautiful woman's face turned pale, and she placed one hand on the storage bag beside her. Her eyes were wide open, and her hostility was clearly revealed.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense! And all of this stemmed from Yuwen Zhouyuan's extremely ordinary address of "Fellow Daoist Fang" just now.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was still smiling, with a playful look in his eyes. As for Fairy Hong Xuanjiao, the situation in front of her was even more unexpected. She almost didn't need to think about it, and naturally took half a step closer to Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Make your attitude clear.
Regardless of the strength or the familiarity between the two parties, Yuwen Zhouyuan was her natural choice.
"It seems that there is some misunderstanding here! Has Fellow Daoist Fang forgotten the years when Dongyang Monk Camp jointly explored Lingshi Ridge in Bugui Mountain?" Yuwen Zhouyuan's expression did not change and he said slowly.
After hearing this, the beauty in green robes still showed vigilance in her beautiful eyes, and then she said with a bit of doubt: "Your surname is Yuwen, could it be that senior brother Yuwen? But how come senior brother Yuwen has nothing to do with you?
Similarities?"
Although there was confusion in the words of the green-robed beauty, the atmosphere relaxed a lot!
"Yes, I am that Yuwen Zhouyuan. It seems that Fellow Daoist Fang still remembers what happened back then!" Yuwen Zhouyuan stretched out his sleeves to cover his face. When he opened it again, his true face was revealed. At the same time, there was a crackling sound coming from his body.
He has grown three inches taller.
"Junior brother Yuwen, it's you indeed! I didn't expect to meet you here. We meet you everywhere in life!" The woman in green robe said sweetly with a look of surprise on her face.
This woman is none other than Fang Yu'e, who was in the same group as Yu Wen Zhouyuan when he participated in the expedition to the Lingshi Ridge Lingshi Mine in the No Return Mountain at the monk camp.
But Yuwen Zhouyuan laughed and said: "It is true that we have never met each other in life. I never thought that I could still see my old friend in the sinful canyon of Muyang Realm. It's just that just now, fellow Taoist Fang covered his head with a green cloth. Although I
I have already seen that you are a woman, but I did not know that you are Senior Sister Fang. If my fellow Taoist had not removed the mask just now, I would not have been able to recognize you."
Fang Yu'e smiled sweetly and said: "Because I came here in an unexpected situation, it can be said that there is no one I know well in this Muyang Realm, so when Junior Brother Yuwen said my surname was Fang just now, he acted for his own safety
It's a bit extreme, please don't take it personally, junior brother! I didn't expect that after several years of not seeing each other, junior brother has actually cultivated the fifth level of Qi to the late stage of the real person! And the magic power is so profound. Even evil ghosts at the Ghost Commander level have been eliminated like this!"
When Yuwen Zhouyuan recognized the woman in green robes as Fang Yu'e at a glance, he was really surprised! Either this woman's qualifications were far beyond ordinary people, or she had some other adventures in the past few years! Otherwise, ordinary monks would never be able to practice.
So fast, Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but secretly guess.
Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled slightly and was about to say something else. Fairy Hong Xuanjiao on the side frowned slightly and said: "It is rare for the two seniors and old friends to meet each other, which adds a lot of color to this treasure hunting journey. I am here to congratulate the two seniors."
By the way, Senior Yuwen, what are we going to do next?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan stretched out his hand and wiped his face again. At the same time, there was a "kaka" sound coming from his body, and his appearance returned to its previous appearance. Then he looked at the ghost mist around him and said calmly to the two women: "Senior Sister Fang, Miss Hong
, let’s get on the road first! This is not a place to stay for a long time. If any powerful ghosts show up, we will be in trouble.”
The three of them immediately found their direction, separated from Guiwu and left.
In a valley with patches of unnamed exotic flowers and plants, there were seven or eight stone pavilions. There were twenty or thirty monks standing or sitting in the pavilions.
Most of these monks were either pale or stained with blood. They all seemed to have fought hard to get here, but at the same time, their faces could not hide the excitement.
There were even some monks gathered together, whispering something.
Ancestor Tu Xin, Emperor Baili Xuanji of Kowloon and a group of other True Master monks are also here, but they are separated into two stone pavilions and are concentrating with their eyes closed.
And the two white-clothed law enforcement elders of the Canyon Alliance, whether intentionally or unintentionally, actually sat cross-legged in an open space between the two groups with expressionless faces, as silent as stone sculptures.
The area more than a hundred feet away around the valley is covered with billowing pitch-black ghost fog. The water surrounding this large area is blocked, making people feel as if they are in two different worlds.
Suddenly, the ghost mist in one place parted automatically, and a man walked out calmly. He was young, with a handsome face, and was wearing a yellow robe.
The most surprising thing is that there is nothing strange about this person, and his expression is extremely calm. It seems that he has not experienced any fight at all and is here.
This strange situation immediately aroused the astonishment of the nearby monks, and the eyes looking at this man also contained some complicated meanings.
At this time, Patriarch Tu Xin's closed eyes suddenly opened, but after taking a look at the male cultivator, his disappointed expression flashed away, and he closed his eyelids again, not letting go of this male cultivator at all.
What it looks like in my heart!
When the handsome man saw Ancestor Tu Xin, a trace of resentment flashed across his face inadvertently, but he quickly returned to normal and strode in.
The handsome man did not go into the pavilion to sit with the others. Instead, he found a remote corner and stood there with his hands behind his back while looking coldly at the other monks.
Yu Wen Zhouyuan was not seen. The man's delicate face slightly raised his eyebrows, then he sat down with his back against a small tree and fell into a deep sleep.
Time passed little by little, and more and more monks came out of the ghost mist, and they became more and more embarrassed. Some even looked like their vitality was seriously injured at first glance. It is estimated that they have not practiced for several years.
It is impossible to restore the original cultivation level.
But even so, the faces of these people still showed uncontrollable joy. After all, as long as they passed this level, they could at least obtain some elixirs that were rarely seen in the outside world.
When the monks appeared one after another, the number of monks here increased to sixty or seventy, and the number of monks who appeared again suddenly decreased. After more than half a day, only a few people occasionally walked out.
And the young monk who accompanied Fairy Hong Xuanjiao at the beginning was actually among them, but at this time he was disheveled and his face was gray, looking like he had suffered a great loss.
As soon as the young monk entered this place, he hurriedly searched for it. When he saw no trace of Fairy Hong Xuanjiao, he looked anxious and uneasy.
At this time, Ancestor Tu Xin and Yuan Qiong Human Demon were also a little uneasy because they had not seen any trace of Yu Wen Zhouyuan. Yuan Qiong Human Demon was okay. Although they were a little impatient in their hearts, they could still maintain a calm look on their faces.
Ancestor Tu Xin couldn't hold it any longer. From time to time he would open his eyes and glance gloomily at the ghost mist everywhere, and then he would close them unwillingly.
In fact, based on this person's gloomy temperament, he would not behave so badly, but the thing on Yuwen Zhouyuan's body was really the key to his trip to obtain the treasure, which made him somewhat at a loss.
Most people didn't notice this behavior, but Ye Chunqiu, the exquisite scholar sitting cross-legged nearby, noticed it. He coughed lightly and asked slowly: "Feng Daoist friend is so uneasy, is it possible that among the people who have not arrived yet?"
Is there anyone else whom fellow Taoist cares about?"
After saying this, the exquisite scholar Ye Chunqiu stared at Tu Xin Ancestor closely with a suspicious look on his face.
"It's not someone I care about, it's just a little guy I met once, a very interesting junior!" Upon hearing this, Patriarch Tu Xin immediately regained his normal composure and said calmly.
"An interesting young man? Then Daoist fellow Feng will introduce you to me. I always like to support young people with potential." A strange light flashed in the eyes of the exquisite scholar, and he said with a smile.
"This old fox! You are really suspicious." Seeing this, Ancestor Tu Xin cursed in his heart, but he could only agree reluctantly.
Yuwen Zhouyuan has not shown up yet, which makes Ancestor Tu Xin extremely upset. He doesn't care about fighting with him anymore, so he simply closes his eyes again and enters meditation forcefully.
At the same time, the deep voice sounded again in Yuan Qiong's human-demonic mind in a certain corner.
"Yuan Qiong, the helper you mentioned hasn't arrived yet? He won't be swallowed up by that evil ghost! What's the use of such a helper? It's too weak." There seemed to be some gloating in this person's words.
Yuan Qiong Renmo sighed and said unhappily: "Brother, didn't I ask you to say a few words less? You and I will definitely abide by our agreement. Please don't bother me now, okay?"