Fang Fang is a direct descendant of Lord Jingjing, the master of Danyang Peak. It would be faster to go directly to Danyang Peak to find someone, but he had some concerns and decided to change the route to Xiaoqing Peak.
Xiaoqingfeng is surrounded by the fairy spirit in the colorful diaphragm. The sound of cranes flying around the mountain and the sound of cranes singing are accompanied by the spray of water when the waterfall falls shallowly, which creates a unique artistic conception.
The streets were built around the mountain like a winding road, with layer upon layer of buildings hidden among the towering ancient trees. Lu Leyao could reach anywhere in Xiaoqingfeng in just one breath of luck and spiritual power.
He made a magic spell and stood in front of him in a water realm. The person in the realm was 70% domineering and 30% cunning.
"Hey! Only with my temperament can I control this unconventional and irregular hairstyle! So handsome!"
Fat Teng's milky voice was milky, and her pitch was still high, "The silver is beautiful and greasy! The silver is great!"
Just when a few Taoist boys turned their attention, Lu Leyao disappeared into Xiao Qingfeng in the form of Sutra. When he appeared in Lingzhen Tower, Yi Jing had black hair and was unharmed. When he came out from Wuwei Peak,
dress up.
Using the finger as the pen and the spiritual energy as the ink, drawing symbols in the void, two sound-transmitting cranes were formed in an instant.
"Brother! I miss you and Brother Yang very much after not seeing each other for so many years. Wouldn't it be nice to meet a close friend over a drink? Leyao is waiting for you two at Lingzhen Tower!"
The two cranes chirped and turned into light and headed towards Danyang.
"Uncle Master, please!" The visitor was the nephew of Master Yi Zhuji, and Lu Leyao followed him to the Moju Pavilion on the top floor.
For several years in the Taiqing Sect, she and Fang Fang Yang Wu often walked in Lingzhen Building. This was the first time for her to go up to this floor alone. It was not a problem with the Lingshi but lack of qualifications. It was like an auction house, practicing Qi Building Fund Dan Yuanying.
Each has its own social stratum and is not led by the elders.
And what is the handsome guy Fang doing at this time?
He was surrounding a cave in Danyang Peak with four late-stage foundation-building monks.
There were also some onlookers.
These unspeakable matters between male and female cultivators, as well as their predecessors and current ones, are things that are constantly being sorted out and confused.
Fang Fang is a direct descendant of Daojun Jingjing, and the woman in it is also a hard-charging one in the background.
And there is an extremely powerful magic circle covering the cave. It is expected that the spiritual energy and light rhyme after being fired can reach the eighth level. Even if the equation is as high as the golden elixir, a rookie in the formation will not be able to break it as easily as a Taoist boy.
Can't.
Everyone was not worried about any irresistible tragedy that would happen, they were just watching the gossip.
Of course, Sanami's whispering voice transmission and some indescribable eye contact are indispensable. Looking at Fang Fang and his party, they seem to be respectful, but there is not much respect in their eyes.
There are second-generation ancestors everywhere. In the eyes of some people, Fang Fang has no strength. He only relies on his ancestor Jingjing Daojun to walk sideways in Taiqing. Even if such troublemakers have the protection of their elders, they will be killed if they offend them.
A secret realm for the strong is that the body dies and the Tao disappears.
Naturally, they cannot compare to the Taiqing Shuangshu and the Qi Jue on the combat power list.
Some people even think that if Fang Fang hadn't received the magic weapon given by his elders, it wouldn't be a problem to find a few powerful foundation-building monks to kill him.
There are not many people who think this way, so how can anyone really respect him?
"Uncle Fang! Why don't we use that thunder to blow up this place!" The male cultivator originally had a slender figure and a thin, white, beardless and elegant look, but he insisted on trying to look like a wretched person who wanted to please others.
Fang Fang didn't speak, he just looked sideways at the male cultivator with his careless eyes, which made the male cultivator speechless.
Cai Dao said: "The brain is a good thing. You should take it with you when you go out occasionally. It doesn't matter if you die if you get into trouble. Don't implicate others!"
The other three fellow travelers also looked at the male cultivator and smiled awkwardly, looking at him like a fool.
"Isn't my nephew angry at the ungrateful woman inside? That woman only relied on the support of Master Yuntian, so why should Uncle Fang be afraid of her?"
Just as Fang Fang was about to say something, Lu Leyao's Linghe voice came up, and the clear female voice was thick and domineering. Fang Fang's eyes instantly brightened.
He said in a loud voice: "Everyone has this idea. Why should a real man not have a wife? I am just looking for a woman to have fun with when I am bored. Ling Yuntian likes you but does not dislike you, so I will be a good person to help you all."
So what! Let’s forget about the past and let’s leave it at that!”
After saying that, he jumped into the air and disappeared into the light. The thin and white male cultivator was too late to stop him. At the same time, the other three people also used secret methods to leave this wrong place without greeting him.
Only the thin, white male cultivator was left speechless, and a circle of onlookers.
Everyone pointed and pointed, and then invited each other to leave. It was obvious what good things would be said after this.
But after Fang Fang and others left, Ling Yuntian appeared in front of the cave, wearing a wide-sleeved robe and long hair, staring at the male cultivator with sinister eyes.
The male cultivator was so frightened that he knelt straight on the ground.
"Disciple is incompetent, Uncle Yuntian, forgive me!"
It is self-evident what kind of bizarre conspiracy this is.
Even if Ling Yuntian wants to beat the equation, he can't do it casually. As long as Taoist Jingjing is still there, he will have to lie down regardless of whether he is a dragon or an insect.
The male cultivator looked so trembling that he really couldn't see it.
When you are strong, you become stronger, and when you interact with the strong, you blindly cling to the other person, which results in a dog-like existence.
Ling Yuntian looked down upon this kind of people the most.
Everyone is equal joke.
Even in the last life, Ling Yuntian disagreed. Big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimps. People like ants have no use value and there is no need to live.
"Go away!" These two words are like the scythe of death, deciding the male cultivator's life or death.
The male cultivator looked horrified.
It is also a matter of urgency.
"Uncle, don't be upset. This disciple knows a big secret."
Ling Yuntian raised his sword eyebrows, and the pressure on his body became heavier. The meaning is very clear, if you can't tell me one, two, three, I will kill you in the palm of my hand.
The male cultivator did not get up and said hurriedly, "I dare not hide it from my uncle. This disciple's surname is not Liang but a concubine of the Jiang family!"
Ling Yuntian smiled, with a trace of contempt flashing through his eyes, as if you continue to talk and I will continue to listen.
What kind of bastard? If he is really a bastard, why didn't he enter Taiqing as a descendant of the Jiang family? Even if his spiritual roots are not good, the resources of a brainless person like Jiang Xue will not be reduced.
I am afraid that I am an outsider who cannot see the light.
"Uncle Master, did you know that there is a team competition in this competition? This team competition includes all-inclusive teams, including golden elixir foundation building and Qi training, and even ordinary people with no cultivation level."
The male cultivator wanted to get away with it, he wanted to save his life, and he also wanted to maximize his profits. He didn't want to break the Ling Yuntian line so easily. He had been waiting for this team competition for so long.