Ding!Your golden finger has been delivered

The Fei Pavilion hovered on the highest platform of the Baihong Sect. At this time, there was already a crowd of people standing underneath. The head of the sect returned to the sect, and the sect naturally had to express something.

Even Venerable Hong Ling, who usually wandered around, was among them, standing in front of the team, looking impatient.

A wooden ladder was lowered from the Fei Pavilion, led by the head, and the disciples in the Fei Pavilion came out one by one.

Venerable Hongling bowed to the sect leader, raised his eyes and glanced at Fang Zhengxin, and said in surprise: "Yes, you have reached the late stage of Yuanying so soon, I think you have some difficulties this time."

Fang Zhengxin nodded slightly, and said a few words modestly.

His attitude was affirmation of Venerable Hongling's words, and all the disciples present were blown away.

It was nothing more than shocking that the speed of his progress was too fast, and he didn't know what kind of rare treasures he had obtained.

Wu Lianlian stood aside, feeling quite uncomfortable. She didn't see Fang Zhengxin's cultivation level just now, and thought it was some kind of treasure that this man was wearing to cover up his cultivation level, but unexpectedly he surpassed her.

The way of heaven is not fair, thinking that she has worked hard all the way, practiced every day, and has not yet reached the Nascent Soul in 300 years. Fang Zhengxin was only building a foundation before, but after a trip to the secret realm, she ran far ahead of her in the blink of an eye.

Seeing Fang Zhengxin's indifferent face, as if he was mocking her, she secretly cursed in her heart, this person's progress is too fast, fearing that his realm will be unstable, and sooner or later he will give birth to demons, and it would be better if it is difficult to make progress.

Wu Lianlian then thought that his cultivation base is stronger than hers now, and when he met after that, he became her senior brother, so she couldn't help but feel even more aggrieved, and only sulked in her heart.

Fangzheng seemed to have sensed something, he glanced in her direction, and turned his head calmly.

After obtaining the Emperor Flame Palace, he carefully counted the supplies. The biggest gain was the Phoenix Neidan, which had died unexpectedly. After integrating the Neidan into his body, his body was further tempered, his meridians were broad, and his aura Not to mention more solid, the different fire has also been greatly increased.

In addition, he seems to have acquired some habits of spirit beasts, such as being extremely sensitive to people's perception of good and evil.

Just like just now, he felt a lot of malice from Wu Lianlian, but at this time, the influence this woman could have on him was already very small, so he didn't take it seriously.

While the head of the sect was greeting the elders, He Xingzhou looked around boredly. Suddenly, he swept his eyes and saw a familiar figure.

He Zhengxin?

He actually joined the Baihong Sect?

Seeing his gaze, some disciples approached him, and said: "Uncle He, that disciple came in when the sect recruited disciples last time, and I heard that he is from the He family, so he is still relative to you. "

He Xingzhou looked cold and said: "I am a cultivator who has already cut off the mortal dust and lost the mortal roots. Naturally, I don't care about any relatives."

The disciple glanced at Fang Zhengxin who was standing next to He Xingzhou, who never left him, and seemed to think that the uncle's words were not very convincing.

However, of course he would not raise any doubts, and echoed with a smile: "That's right. I heard that that person is only a three-spiritual root. His aptitude is not good, but his physique is special, so he was arranged in the outer sect. He cultivates The speed is not bad, and now the foundation has been established."

"When I left the mountain gate, he was already in the Qi refining period. Now it has been ten years and he just built the foundation. Can he be called good?"

In fact, it's not bad, foundation building is the real step into the world of cultivating immortals, as long as there is a spiritual root, anyone can refine Qi, but foundation building requires understanding and immortality.

Ten years of foundation building, even among inner disciples, should be considered average.

Especially the one with the Three Spirit Roots, which is a bit unusual.

The disciple opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but when he thought of the speed of the two people in front of him, he stopped. Also, in ten years, these two people have jumped several times at that level.

It's just foundation building, it's really nothing.

Seeing that He Xingzhou didn't talk much about sex, the disciple returned angrily, which was a bit of a surprise.

The patriarch of the He family seemed to have disdain for this junior. Originally, there were still many people in the sect who wanted to curry favor with this new disciple, trying to get on line with Master Uncle He.

Now it seems that it is not necessary.

He rolled his eyes and decided to spread the matter to make a good impression on He Xingzhou.

Fang Zhengxin was standing next to He Xingzhou, so he naturally saw He Zhengxin too. He was very shy about this outsider who had the same name as him, who robbed the protagonist and plotted against him.

"Looking at his appearance, I think he hasn't refined the Zhunti Liuli Pill." Otherwise, it wouldn't be the Three Spirit Roots.

"Pillions that can improve spiritual roots are rare. Even if we have all the pills and elixir, there are not many alchemists who can successfully refine them."

"That's good. Although Zhunti Purifying Water Essence is of little use to me, it is still a treasure. Refining it into the Six Yin Furnace outside the sky may further improve its quality."

According to the original plan, Fang Zhengxin planned to integrate Zhunti Water Purification Essence into himself to improve his body. Now that he has the Phoenix Inner Alchemy, it is more powerful than that, so the need for this thing is not so great.

"As you like, when you are free, I will help you get your things back."

"Don't worry, aren't you going to break through? It's still important."

Even without the blessing of He Xingzhou, with Fang Zhengxin's current status, he is already not low in the sect. If he wants to deal with an outside disciple, it is just a matter of one sentence for him. The elders helped him solve it.

It is very unnecessary to take such little people to heart.

The two of them glanced at He Zhengxin as if appraising something, then looked away, and talked to other elders instead.

As for He Zhengxin, who was being sized up wantonly, it wasn't that he didn't notice those two gazes, so he could only lower his head and suppress the anger in his eyes.

After returning from Fang Zhengxin, he always felt that something was wrong in his heart, and he also felt powerless. Could it be that the aura of the protagonist really cannot be changed?

Even if he robs someone else, God can always send him something better, so what's the use of him coming here through time travel and knowing the plot?

Is it destined to become a foil?

At this time, he still didn't know that Fang Zhengxin and his two had discovered that he had snatched the golden finger, otherwise, they would never have used their brains and ran away overnight.

On a bright and clear day, He Xingzhou broke through to the fusion stage. When the thunder disaster was over, the boundless rain fell, the spiritual energy gathered in the sect, and the spiritual plants grew faster, benefiting everyone.

The headmaster looked at the outstanding disciple, nodded with satisfaction, and said: "Now you are a fit venerable, it would be a little wronged to only be a direct disciple, and you should be the elder."

"Thank you, Master, but the qualifications of the disciples are still inexperienced, and I am afraid that they will not be competent."

"It's okay, the rules are like this, you just follow them. I will leave the sect in a few days, and you will also handle some chores for me."

Knew it would be like this.

He Xingzhou sighed silently. I am afraid that the head of the sect has long been annoyed by the trivial matters of the sect, so he hastily asked him to be the elder.

Although there are other elders in the sect, their relationship with the sect leader is just average, and they cannot be fully trusted. Speaking of which, he is the most suitable candidate.

It is not so easy for him to take over and push it away again.

He Xingzhou said helplessly: "What is the master busy with? I wonder if the disciple can do it for me?"

The sect leader shook his head, a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes, "No need, those people at Jiuding Peak are used to messing around, and you might suffer if you go."

"Master, is he planning to seek justice from the Great Elder?"

"Of course, his disciple dared to plot against my grandson. It seems that he didn't take me seriously. If the deity didn't go there in person, they would think I was dead."

"But Jiuding Peak is famous among alchemists, if offended..."

"Then what's the matter? It's not the Great Elder's speech hall over there. I can't see that there are many people in that old thing. Besides, our sect has no shortage of alchemists. Fang Zhengxin has an inheritance, so why be afraid of them?"

"It's the disciple who wants to quarrel. Master, go and return early."

In the plot, because of Feng Ziyu's death, the head of the sect can hit the Jiuding Peak, and blood flow like a river.Although the situation is different this time, the evidence is solid, and no one can swallow this bad breath.

Seeing the sect master leaving, Fang Zhengxin opened the door and came in. He leaned on He Xingzhou and said, "Ni Lesheng will not survive this time."

"Yeah, after his cultivation base was abolished, he has been trying to provoke the great elder. If he is so jumpy, the head will not let him go."

"What happened to Feng Ziyu's two guards?" He Xingzhou was practicing these days, so he didn't pay much attention to the sect's affairs.

"I heard that he was called by the sect leader for questioning, but I haven't seen him since then." Fangzheng said with a cool tone in his heart, "It's probably dead."

"That's right, Master will never leave those two behind."

"Speaking of which, He Zhengxin hasn't had a good time these few days, and his supplies are often withheld."

He Xingzhou said clearly: "Those who are in charge of the outside sect are the most adaptable to the wind. I think the news that I don't like him has already spread. There are so many people who want to step on him to climb up."

Although the Baihong Sect is also one of the five major sects, its resources are limited after all, and they are only concentrated in the hands of a small number of people. There are not enough disciples in the inner sect, let alone the outer sect?

It's not easy to be in the top position, those people who hang out in the outer sect, everyone has a good ability to read words and deeds, and when they see the wind is not right, they immediately start to take action, making He Zhengxin miserable these days.

At this moment, He Zhengxin had just finished taking care of the sect's spiritual field, when he saw the steward coming towards him, glanced at the field behind him, and was slightly surprised when he saw that the service was pretty good, he quickly restrained his expression, and scolded: "Why? What's the matter? These days, I asked you to take care of the Lingtian, so take care of it like this, and deduct half of the monthly Lingshi."

He Zhengxin clenched his fists secretly. Because of being targeted, the lingtians he was allocated were the most inferior, and almost nothing could grow. He soaked them in pure water and watered them day and night, which improved a lot. At the same level as other Lingtians, I didn't expect the steward to open his eyes and talk nonsense.

"Nonsense, I have a photo stone here. Anyone can see what happened to the Lingtian before. I have made such a great contribution. For no reason, you are not qualified to deduct my spirit stone. Otherwise, I will go to the Law Enforcement Hall. Elder." Fortunately, he saved his mind and left evidence before planting the land.