Hearing Fanchuan's words, Zhong Bei was very surprised and shocked. Zhong Bei grabbed his hair in a panic, but did not answer Fanchuan's question. The tangled expression on his face was obvious.
Fanchuan looked at Zhong Bei's reaction and knew what Zhong Bei was hesitating about, so he laughed loudly: "Haha, brother Zhong Bei, don't be nervous, I'm not forcing you to follow me, I'm just asking for your opinion, if
If you are willing, I will naturally tell Elder Ziyue. If you are not willing, I will not force you." After saying that, Fanchuan stopped making any sound and quietly waited for Zhong Bei's answer.
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As if he had experienced a fierce ideological battle, Zhong Bei said with a somewhat tired look: "Sect Master Fanchuan, I... I want to go back and report to the master in person, and then follow the sect leader again. See, sect leader.
OK?"
"Why not? Haha, go ahead and come to me after you think about it." Fanchuan said with his smile restored.
As Fan Chuan finished speaking, Zhong Bei bowed to Fan Chuan and Wan Ling again, then turned around and flew away with his flying sword.
Looking at the direction where Zhong Bei's figure disappeared, Fanchuan seemed to be thinking about something and his expression was stunned.
"Hey, what are you thinking about? What's your conspiracy to win Zhong Bei over to you? Come and find out!" Seeing Fanchuan in a daze, Wan Ling raised her hand and patted Fanchuan's shoulder, pretending to be serious.
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"Haha, what kind of conspiracy can I have? I just admire Brother Zhong Bei more."
"Only ghosts believe it!" Wan Ling said, turned and walked away.
"Where are you going? Wait for me!" Fanchuan shouted after chasing Wan Ling.
"Go to the quiet room, aren't your three brothers waiting for you?" Wan Ling stopped, turned to look at Fanchuan and said.
"Oh, yes, I almost forgot, let's go immediately!" Fanchuan said, and used the Broken Star Flying Sword. The Broken Star Flying Sword revealed a powerful green light, bringing Fanchuan and Wan Ling with it.
The two of them flew towards the quiet room.
The scenery under their feet was passing by at a very fast speed. During the flight, the two of them were speechless. Fanchuan only stood behind Wan Ling, smelling the fragrance emanating from Wan Ling, while Wan Ling seemed to be in the air.
He was thinking deeply about something and kept looking forward.
It wasn't until the Star-Shattering Flying Sword landed outside the door of the quiet room that Fanchuan calmed down. He took Wan Ling's hand and quickly walked into the quiet room where Bai Pingren and the others were practicing.
Fanchuan had just walked to the door of the quiet room. Before he could open the door, he saw that the door of the quiet room opened by itself, and Bai Pingren and the other three stood straight inside the door as if they had been waiting for a long time.
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Looking at the faces of Bai Pingren and the other three, Fanchuan felt a little bit of joy and a little bit of guilt in his heart. He was happy that he could have a good talk with his brothers, but he was ashamed that he would have arrived at the right time.
A little late.
"I have kept the three brothers waiting for a long time. I was delayed by some small things on the way." Fanchuan said and touched his head in embarrassment.
"What did Brother Fanchuan say? We have just arrived. Come in quickly!" Pu Xuan spoke up first. While speaking, he bent slightly and invited Fanchuan and Wanling into the inner room.
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Seeing Pu Xuan's slightly bent body, Fanchuan was still a little uncomfortable. Even if Fanchuan wanted to change back to his original appearance, the barrier in reality still existed.
"By the way, I forgot to ask the three brothers, have you been cultivating in secret these years? Why didn't you participate in this year's arena competition?" Fanchuan held Wan Ling's hand and sat in the quiet room.
On the stone chair, looking at Bai Pingren and the other three people, he asked.
"Well, yes, it's just...it's just that the level of cultivation has not improved. As for this year's arena competition, the three of us want to wait until the level of cultivation has improved before participating, so we can only wait until the next one."
Bai Pingren said carelessly, with a somewhat ashamed look on his face while speaking.
"Three brothers, don't be discouraged. It takes a long time to improve your cultivation level. The three brothers should take it lightly!" Fanchuan imitated the look of an elder and said seriously.
Then several people continued to chat about things other than cultivation, and they all enjoyed it. After chatting for a long time, Pu Xuan and Shen You gradually relaxed their restraints, and seemed to be the same as Bai Pingren.
He forgot that Fanchuan was the sect leader, but relaxed as before when he first met Fanchuan. Wan Ling also said a few words intentionally or unintentionally.
Several people chatted like this day and night for several days. It was not until the last few people felt a little tired that they gradually stopped talking.
"Thank you three brothers for accompanying me these days. I have lived a very fulfilling life these days." Fanchuan said warmly.
After hearing Fanchuan's words, Bai Pingren and the other three did not speak anymore, but each of them had a satisfied expression on their faces.
Suddenly Fanchuan clapped his hands, stood up, and said in a gentle tone: "I want to visit Master Lingguan. I still have many questions that need to be answered by Master Lingguan, so I will leave the three of you temporarily.
We are brothers." After saying that, Fanchuan folded his fists and bent down to salute Bai Pingren and the others.
After listening to Fanchuan's words, Bai Pingren and the others seemed to suddenly remember Fanchuan's current identity. Their already relaxed bodies suddenly felt a little nervous again, so the three of them immediately bent down and saluted, "Farewell to Fanchuan."
Chuan Zong...brother!"
"Haha, take care, three brothers!" Fanchuan said, holding Wan Ling's little hand again, turned around and walked out of the quiet room, leaving Bai Pingren and the other three in a daze in the quiet room.
Just after walking out of the quiet room, Wan Ling broke away from Fanchuan's hand and said with a slightly tired face: "I'm tired, I want to go to Sister Ziyue's place to rest."
After hearing Wan Ling's words, Fanchuan took a closer look at Wan Ling's face. He was indeed a little tired. He saw that Wan Ling's eyes, which were originally moisturizing Shuiling, were now stained with a little mist, as if their eyes were a little sore.
Seeing this, Fanchuan couldn't help but feel a little distressed. Before, he had only been reminiscing with Bai Pingren and the others, but he had neglected Wanling. Fanchuan thought, stretched out his hand and touched Wanling's face, and immediately
Wan Ling did not resist the touch of a delicate and lubricating feeling and allowed Fanchuan to touch her.
"I'm sorry for making you tired, Ling'er." Fanchuan said softly. Although Fanchuan knew that cultivators can go without sleep or food, it is still difficult for female cultivators like Wan Ling to persist for several consecutive days.
The sky keeps talking without taking a break.
Seeing Fanchuan's sudden affection, Wanling was a little overwhelmed and a little shy. Wanling took Fanchuan's hand on her face and held it in hers, saying softly: "I'm fine."
Yes, just take a rest for a while, you go visit Master Lingguan, I'll wait for you at Sister Ziyue's place, okay?"
"Well, I have visited Master Lingguan, and I will find you in time." Fanchuan looked at Wan Ling in front of him affectionately and said.
In fact, even Fanchuan himself didn't know what was wrong with him now, but he had the most real feeling in his heart, that is, seeing Wan Ling walking around him made him very happy. Suddenly he thought of asking Wan Ling before
Wan Ling seemed a little reluctant as to whether Ling was willing to follow her in ten years. Thinking of this, Fanchuan felt a little sad. It was sad from the bottom of his heart, so he just wanted to be able to accompany Wan Ling well in these ten years.
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"Well, I'll leave first!" As he said this, a pink flying sword vaguely appeared under Wan Ling's feet. As Wan Ling integrated his true energy into the sword body, the pink flying sword slowly lifted Wan Ling into the air.
Then it flew away at an extremely fast speed.
Looking at the figure of Wan Ling flying away, Fanchuan patted his head and temporarily put away those sad emotions. Then he immediately used the Star-Shattering Flying Sword and flew towards the stone chamber of Master Lingguan.
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After the Star-Shattering Sword only flew for a while, Fanchuan saw numerous stone sculptures looming on the ground under his feet. Fanchuan immediately landed the Star-Shattering Flying Sword. After putting away the Star-Shattering Flying Sword, he again
With the same familiarity, Fanchuan passed through several sculptures. It didn't take long for Fanchuan to find the stone chamber where Master Lingguan was hiding.
Counting decades since I last left the stone chamber, the style of the stone chamber and some of the surrounding scenery are still the same, without any change.
No longer admiring the surrounding scenery, Fanchuan pushed open the solid and heavy door of the stone chamber. Just as he stepped into the stone chamber, before Fanchuan could speak, suddenly the familiar voice of Master Lingguan came from the inner room of the stone chamber.
"Little friend Fanchuan is here?"
"The boy Fanchuante came to visit the real person"
"Come in"
After the words fell, Fanchuan walked into the inner room of the stone room. Sure enough, Master Lingguan was sitting on the stone bed in the inner room at this time. However, at this time, Master Lingguan was wearing a light blue robe, and he had been holding the
The fly whisk in Master Lingguan's hand was nowhere to be seen. After thinking about the shocking battle between Master Lingguan and Qing Xie, Fanchuan was no longer curious.
"Boy, meet the real person." After seeing the real person Ling Guan, Fanchuan couldn't help but kneel down and said.
"Little friend Fanchuan, please stand up quickly. No need to be too polite. Besides, you are now the sect master of Yeyue Sect. How can you kneel down for an old man like me?" Master Lingguan did not stand up and walk off the stone bed, but
He raised his right hand and waved it towards Fanchuan who was kneeling at this time, as if to ask Fanchuan to get up.
“Thank you, real person”
"Haha, tell me, little friend Fanchuan! Do you have anything to do with me this time?" Master Lingguan laughed loudly when he saw Fanchuan getting up.
"Zhenren is wise. I came to see Zhenren this time for two reasons." As he said that, Fanchuan tried to raise his head and glanced at Master Lingguan's reaction. After seeing that Master Lingguan had no reaction, Fanchuan continued.
: "The first thing is that I want to know what the real person said before about Xuanyin Sect, because for some reason, I always feel that Qingxie's rebellion has a great connection with Xuanyin Sect, and I don't know why.
It seems that Xuanyin Sect has some conspiracy against our Yeyue Sect."
After listening to Fanchuan's words, Master Lingguan nodded with satisfaction, stroked his beard with a smile on his face and said: "Haha, it seems that Junior Brother Huaichen let little friend Fanchuan inherit Yeyue Sect, not only
It’s just that little friend Fanchuan is a cold-body cultivator. Little friend Fanchuan’s wisdom really puts me to shame!”
"Master Lingguan is too flattering to this boy. This boy is just speculating." Fanchuan, who was praised by Master Lingguan, felt a little embarrassed and unnaturally rubbed his hands on his clothes twice.
"Haha, little friend Fanchuan, you don't have to be modest. Your guess is absolutely right. Xuanyin Sect does have a conspiracy against our Yeyue Sect. I have also calmed down and thought about it these days. Maybe Qing Xie and Lin Zhe are just Xuan Yin Sect.
It's just a small chess piece in the vagina, alas..." When he said the last sentence, Master Lingguan's expression showed a hint of regret, and he sighed to himself.
"Please tell me," Fanchuan humbly lowered his head and begged...