After a while, everyone was getting tired of waiting in the inner hall. Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps at the door, and then the old man who had just walked out walked in with a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe and walking like a dragon and a tiger.
"Han'er, Han'er is back..."
Hearing the middle-aged man's call, Fang Qinghan took a closer look, immediately smiled, took two steps forward, grabbed the middle-aged man's arms, and said affectionately: "Uncle Ming, Uncle Ming, um, um,
Qinghan is back to see you."
The middle-aged man pulled her up and looked at her carefully, then smiled and said: "When I went to Tianyu Peak to see you five years ago, you were just a shy little girl, but now you have become a great beauty."
"Huh, Uncle Ming is always making fun of others..."
Seeing her coquettish look, the middle-aged man laughed, then pointed at Lang Fei and others and said, "Why don't you introduce these friends of yours to Uncle Ming?"
"Oh" Fang Qinghan nodded quickly, walked gently to everyone, and pointed out one by one: "This is Junior Brother Lang Fei, this is Junior Sister Mo Yun, this is Senior Nephew Xue Ya, this is..."
After he had introduced everyone one by one, the middle-aged man smiled and said: "My dear friends, Fang Ming would like to thank you for taking care of Qinghan along the way. Let's chat until we get back to the house. Come on, follow me."
Everyone nodded, said goodbye to the old man, and then followed Fang Ming out of Jiyazhai and walked towards the outside of the city.
On the way to Fang Mansion, everyone was chatting all the way, following Fang Qinghan and Yu Lang Fei. Fang Ming was sweating all the time. She called him junior brother, and he called her junior sister. This... what is going on.
Not only did the two of them have strange names, but there was also a fat man and a boy with an upright face who had been bickering since they came out of Jiyazhai. Half an hour had passed, and the two of them had not had any rest except for arguing until they were red in the face.
sign.
In this chaotic state, Fang Ming also discovered a problem. His brother, the daughter of Fang Zhen, the head of the Fang family, seemed to have a very close relationship with the boy named Lang Fei. However, he had not seen him for five years and was his uncle.
They just made out for a while, and then they ran to the kid again and stayed there quietly.
"No... I need to tell my brother about this. Qinghan looks like this little girl. It seems like she has fallen in love with that kid."
Fang Ming was impatient, and with this thought in mind, he couldn't help but speed up the pace. Everyone had no choice but to speed up to catch up. After walking about three to five miles, they came to a towering mountain with rising mist. Without saying a word, Fang Ming took out
A flame talisman was sacrificed.
"Pa" the blue light rose into the sky and turned into scattered rainbow lights in the sky, forming a big "square" character.
"Uncle Ming is back, Uncle Ming is back." Only a faint shout was heard from the mountain in the distance, and then under the attention of everyone, the fog around the mountain became denser. Under the refraction of the sun, Lang Fei
I felt a burst of dazzling light, followed by a flower in front of my eyes, and the mist dispersed in an instant. The original mountain ridge was gone, but now there were two low ridges standing in front of me.
"What an amazing magic formation." Lang Fei couldn't help but exclaimed.
Fang Ming listened to his words and said slightly proudly: "Thousands of years ago, the ancestors of our Fang family learned the Danmen formation lineage, and the inheritance has been passed down for hundreds of generations. In the world of cultivation in the Min Kingdom, the formation method is
The attainments in the same lineage are the same as those of the Chu family and the Sima family."
Lang Fei nodded after hearing this, and when he was about to inquire about the relationship between the Fang family and the Danmen, several figures suddenly ran out of the valley between the mountains.
"Uncle Ming, Uncle Ming, can you take the young lady back?" Before he could get closer, several disciples in Tsing Yi shouted from a distance.
"Haha, isn't that it?" When a few people came closer, Fang Ming pointed at the shy Fang Qinghan and said.
"Fang Yun, Fang Tian, Fang Huan... I've met Miss." Following Fang Ming's instructions, several men in Tsing Yi hurriedly stepped forward to greet her.
"Okay, okay. The young lady has just come back, so I'd better go see the head of the house first." Seeing Fang Qinghan's expression of being at a loss, Fang Ming hurriedly came to the rescue.
"Yes, yes..." Several disciples in green hurriedly bowed to accept the order and led the way. Then Fang Ming greeted everyone and led them forward.
Not long after walking along the wide stone road in the valley, a row of impressive palaces appeared in front of everyone. After walking a few steps further, Lang Fei marveled at the full view. Fang Mansion is located in the middle of the valley, surrounded by mountain flowers.
, the gurgling stream. The elk strolls among the flowers, and the spirit fox stops by the stream.
"What a beautiful place." Lang Fei praised, followed Fang Ming into the palace gate, and went directly to the first main hall.
As soon as he entered the door, a loud laughter came from the top of the hall: "Haha, Han'er is back, and finally remembered to come back to visit daddy."
Then, Lang Fei and others felt a figure flash before their eyes, and a burly man wearing a purple satin starry robe appeared in front of Fang Qinghan.
"Daddy..." Fang Qinghan called softly, and then plunged into the arms of the burly man.
"Haha, you guys are laughing. My father has been talking about it for more than ten years since my sister went up the mountain. Today, when we first met, I was so excited that I forgot to greet you. Don't be surprised. Don't be surprised. Please come and sit in the hall."
At that moment, several people discovered that there was another person in the hall, with the same attire and the same body shape, but he looked much younger.
"Haha, this is Qinghan's brother, Qingyan." After Fang Ming finished the introduction, he pointed to the seats on both sides of the center of the hall and said, "Little friends, please take your seats."
Lang Fei nodded to Fang Qingyan and led everyone to sit down. Then, a maid came out from the back hall and offered tea with both hands.
At this time, Fang Zhen also came back to his senses, gently let go of Fang Qinghan in his arms, turned to look at Lang Fei and others, laughed and said, "I made a few friends laugh."
Lang Fei hurriedly stood up and replied: "No, no, my uncle misses his daughter so much, Fei Xiaozi understands."
Fang Zhen nodded quite satisfied with Lang Fei's actions, and then pulled Xue Ya back to the main seat.
"Several friends came from Danmen. They were very tired along the way. We must stay in Fang Mansion for a few more days so that we can fulfill our friendship as landlords." After Fang Zhen sat down, he took a sip of tea and said with a smile.
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Lang Fei hurriedly agreed: "Uncle, you are serious. I am here to accompany Junior Sister Qinghan to visit relatives, but I am the one who is bothering you."
Fang Zhen laughed loudly when he heard this and said to Lang Fei: "You are quite good at talking."
How could he know about Xiao Jiujiu in Lang Fei's heart? Gui Xiaozi knew very well that he could not afford to offend his future father-in-law, so he naturally behaved politely, well-behaved and sensible.
"..."
A moment later, while Fang Zhen and Lang Fei were chatting happily, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the hall, and then two people, an old man and a young man, walked in.
"Great Elder, why are you here?" Fang Zhen was stunned when he saw the white-haired old man in front of him. When his eyes glanced at the young man behind the old man, his brows furrowed undetectably.
"It looks like there's something good to watch." Zhu Ganglie noticed Fang Zhen's change, leaned over and said softly to Lang Fei.
Lang Fei ignored him and looked at the person carefully. The old man in front of him was energetic and energetic. He was wearing a black robe, black boots and a black crown. He looked like a black sword, mysterious and sharp.
The young man behind him, with sharp eyebrows and cold eyes, was dressed in green clothes. He had a crown on his head and cloud shoes at his feet. Although his expression was calm, his every move showed a strong confidence. Lang Fei also noticed that he looked at
When he looked at Fang Zhen on the main seat, a hint of contempt flashed in the corner of his eyes.
When Lang Fei stared at him, the young man seemed to notice him and turned his head to look at him lightly.
The two people's eyes met in the air, and for a moment, Lang Fei clearly read a kind of arrogance in them, a kind of arrogance that regarded all things as ants, as if he was a god, a high-altitude god, controlling the life and death of all things, and the rise and fall of everything.
"Great Elder, please take a seat." Seeing the smell of gunpowder gradually rising in the hall, Fang Qingyan glanced at Lang Fei and others. In order to ease the atmosphere, he stood up and moved the old man in front to the seat on Fang Zhen's left hand.
The old man nodded, stepped forward and sat down, while the young man behind him ignored Fang Qingyan's greeting and went straight to stand next to the old man.
"Haha, Brother Qingyun is still so heroic, haha...haha..." Fang Qingyan smiled awkwardly, sat aside and stopped answering.
"Brother Fei, what are the backgrounds of these two people? Especially the boy who annoys me. He has a cocky expression with his nostrils turned upward. I really want to slap him in the mouth."
Lang Fei glanced at Zhu Ganglie and sneered softly: "You...? If I really let you go up, I'm afraid you won't be able to take his ten moves."
Zhu Ganglie was stunned when he heard this and said in confusion: "Why? I think I, Old Zhu, can be regarded as an elite disciple in the alchemy sect. And this boy looks three or five years older than me. Besides, he comes from a noble family."
My disciple, can you defeat me within ten moves? Brother Fei, maybe you got the wrong target."
Lang Fei shook his head and replied: "It's hard for you to tell the mystery here with your naked eyes. When I looked at him just now, I used my spiritual consciousness to check that his cultivation level is already at the foundation-building level."
When Zhu Ganglie heard this, he didn't take it seriously and curled his lips and said: "So what? It's not like I haven't encountered him before during the Six Meridian Competition. I have a seven-tooth glazed rake in my hand. Why should I be afraid of him?"
"Hmph." Lang Fei sneered, pointed at Fang Qingyun beside the old man, and said: "He is no better than those foundation-building cultivators you have encountered. Just now, when I checked with my spiritual sense, I noticed an explosive energy in his body.
power, and as he walked around, faint traces of lightning could still be seen on his skin. From this, it can be judged that this child should be a master of thunder Taoism, and he has only entered the foundation building realm for a long time, and has not yet mastered the true form.
The concentrated control of Yuanli is controlled by the heart."
Hearing Lang Fei's words, Zhu Ganglie still had the same careless expression as before, and said nonchalantly: "Brother Fei, weren't you scared by the man in black before? He is a person who has just entered the foundation building realm.
Even if there is really a way to defeat me, it will only take a hundred moves. How can you say that I am not his enemy in ten moves?"
Lang Fei sighed softly and cursed: "You scumbag, there are two most important points in thunder spells, one is fast speed, the other is strong lethality. If you don't come up with a magic weapon, you can do it alone."
In hand-to-hand combat, the biggest reliance is Dang Kang's transformation. From this point of view, I would like to hear your opinion, is your Dang Kang's transformation faster, or his lightning?"
"This...this..." At this point, the idiot was immediately speechless.
Lang Fei and Zhu Ganglie exchanged rumors in a blink of an eye. The great elder sitting in the seat glanced sideways at Fang Zhen and said slowly: "Master, what do you think of what I told you last time?"