The male protagonist has a crush on this seat's vest

He frowned and said: "The root bone is not bad, did you come to ask the immortal?"

It turned out that the reason why he came here excitedly was not to beat him, but to touch his bones.

Some orthodox monks may be so short-handed. When they see someone of the right age, they will subconsciously touch them to see their qualifications.

Fang Yun gave a slight "hmm", but the elder lowered his voice: "But I don't think you are like a monk on this side of the river. I received Feixin last month. Where's your letter?"

It turned out that this was the recipient of the letter of recommendation written by the Lord of the Demon City that day, Elder Liu.

He seemed to know what Fang Yun was thinking, so he frowned for years and said politely, "I'm under Liu Changfeng."

Fang Yun took out the recommendation letter from his sleeve, but only took out one, and raised his hand to point in Qi Yan's direction: "It's my boy, I accompanied him here."

Liu Changfeng looked at Fang Yun, frowning even more: "Why is there only one letter? I heard it was two people."

Fang Yun answered politely: "This junior has no intention of joining a new sect."

He pondered for a moment, then asked again seriously: "Then you want to go back?"

Fang Yun guessed that he was talking about going back to the Demon Realm, so he shook his head calmly: "No way. This junior plans to spend his days here."

"Okay then, be careful." Liu Changfeng seemed relieved when he heard his words. He took the envelope and immediately opened it for a glance, then turned around to look, "Who is it?"

Fang Yun led him to Qi Yan.

Liu Changfeng met again and pinched Qi Yan's wrist without saying a word: "Not bad."

He finally showed a little smile: "Unexpectedly, it was finally discovered by conscience, which gave me a good seedling."

It seems that the city lord had some friendship with this person in the past.

Liu Changfeng said again: "What's your name? I'll try them all later, and I'll see your qualifications. But the rules of being a low-level disciple at the beginning can't be changed, and you shouldn't even try to reach the sky in one step."

Qi Yan immediately acted like a grown-up, raised his hand to make an oar, and said respectfully, "Disciple Qi Yan."

Liu Changfeng read his name once, then nodded to show that he knew, and left again, probably to touch someone's wrist.

The purple-clothed boy was silent for a moment, and suddenly he didn't imitate the pigeon call and didn't laugh at Fang Yun, and said directly: "It turns out that the two opened the back door."

Fang Yun couldn't hold back his teeth sore when he heard his tone: I'm not strong enough.

Fang Yun glanced at him, then patted Qi Yan: "We ignore him, he doesn't know anything except clucking."

Just as the boy was about to speak back, Fang Yun took the first step: "It's either a pigeon or a parrot."

Qi Yan hugged Fang Yun's thigh, took a peek at the young man, and cautiously said nothing.

As the male lead of the whole book, Qi Yan is naturally talented. When he puts his hand on the spirit stone that measures the spirit root, the glazed ball bursts out with an astonishingly bright light.

Fang Yun looked at the bright light, smiled slightly, and said silently in his heart: Excellent talent, first-class seedling.It's only a matter of teaching.

That light is a bit dazzling, and it is a rare qualification over the years.

Seeing the light, the elder in charge immediately opened his eyes in surprise, stared at the Lingshi and sighed, just nodded blindly, showing the kind and loving smile that the elders have when they look at the younger: "Okay, that's not bad."

In the early years, Qi Yan was always praised by his family for being so good, but ever since his family was wiped out by the demon Cang Jiuyun, the only people who greet him every day are "little bastards" and "little bastards", no one at all respect him.

But it seemed that since Fang Yun appeared in his life and interrupted his year of nightmare hardship, everything became better again.

Liu Changfeng was standing beside the Lingshi waiting for him, seeing his talent, his frown that had been frowned for many years was slightly relaxed, and a slight smile appeared on his serious face.

He rushed to throw an olive branch first: "Boy, remember my name and surname, Liu Changfeng. It takes five years for beginners to choose their own teacher. I will wait for you."

Qi Yan responded quickly: "Thank you, senior."

Qi Yan was extremely happy seeing the pure white light being praised by others.

He was like a little rooster that had just grown its feathers. He couldn't help but want to show off to someone, so he went to call Fang Yun "brother and brother".

When the purple-clothed boy saw the light emitted by Qi Yan when he touched the spirit stone, he was surprised for a moment, but quickly covered it up with arrogance.

He stepped up to the stage and put his hand on the spirit stone, and the spirit stone burst into a burst of pure white light, but no one came to praise him.

Because he is not as good as Qi Yan after all, after witnessing Qi Yan's talent, he seems not so worth mentioning.

He didn't seem to care, he glanced at others, and straightened his collar calmly.

He has always believed in a truth: generally only geniuses can be worthy of geniuses, and only geniuses can be friends with geniuses.

The young man in purple thought he was a genius, so he looked at Qi Yan with straight eyes, and said, "I've never seen a bumpkin in the market."

farewell

This young man acted cheaply, as if he was going to fight Qi Yan today, even if Qi Yan said nothing, he would bring his bodyguards to follow behind Qi Yan.

In the Immortal Sect, if the Immortal Predestined Spiritual Root is tested, it will naturally also test the existing cultivation base.

Next to it is a huge jet-black stone for testers to come and hit with power to judge the current level of cultivation.

Fang Yun recognized this stone. It is the most resilient high-strength stone in this world. Although it is expensive, it is very durable and will not break after being beaten for a long time.

Ordinary monks only have one handprint even if they try their best, and they can judge their own level by the depth of the handprint, so it is also called the trial stone.

Only a powerful monk can smash it with a slap, but since he has become a great power, he won't have to go all the way to smash the things of disciples and grandchildren with a slap, so in the eyes of most people, it is indestructible of.

Qi Yan came from a small sect and had never seen such a large trial stone before, so he raised his head and let out a "wow".

The young man glanced at him and sneered, "I've never seen the world, you stinky bumpkin."

After he finished speaking, he slapped his palm on the stone wall and made a small handprint. Seeing this, he raised his chin at Qi Yan, who was shorter than him, and silently provoked: "Are you coming too?"

Qi Yan also raised his breath and patted it immediately, but he was small, so he was naturally not as good as this purple-clothed boy, and he didn't leave any marks on the stone.

Then he hit the stone several times in a row, until his palms were red.

Looking at the faint handprints on the stone, Qi Yan felt sad, and even his face turned red a little bit with the palm of his hand: I seem... I seem to be ashamed in front of my brother.

He couldn't take fingerprints and looked so useless.

This debt is obviously bullying the small with the big.Fang Yun finally understood, this young man is clearly the kind of annoying boy that even dogs would hate, and he is still entangled with Qi Yan today.

Fang Yun knew that this might be some kind of communication method unique to bear children, seeking a sense of presence and showing strength by bullying the small, and using this method to establish his status as the king of children, and then brought other children to play together.

Fang Yun didn't want to care about it at first, but he could see Qi Yan's loss, like a pitiful puppy, obviously not on the same channel as that cheap recruit.

He couldn't help feeling distressed, rubbed Qi Yan's head to show comfort, then walked to the boy's side without saying a word, looking down at him.

The boy also raised his neck, looked back at him with his small dark eyes, and asked vigilantly, "What are you going to do?"

What should I do?

Fang Yun sneered, turned his head to look around, saw that no one was paying attention, and the disciple in charge went to stare at others, so he raised his hand and slapped the shallow hole that the boy just entered.

The stone sank in like tofu in an instant, and didn't stop until it was a finger deep, obliterating the boy's handprint just now.

He withdrew his hand and glanced at it, twisted his wrist, squinted at the young man condescendingly, and said bullyingly: "Who did you call trash just now, a country bumpkin?"

Those who can strike one finger deep with one palm must be masters with advanced cultivation.

Qi Yan stared blankly, but the young man raised his head to stare at Fang Yun, and immediately shouted: "You just borrowed my strength!"

Fang Yun clapped his palm next to the palm print, still sinking into it a finger deep, then imitated the young man's previous appearance, and raised his chin at him: you come too?

Of course the boy couldn't come, he could only shoot a hole, he couldn't help but stare wide-eyed and fell silent for a moment, and he no longer imitated the pigeon call.

Fang Yun didn't notice, at this time he showed his hand to vent his anger on Qi Yan, but Qi Yan was staring at the two palm prints with his black bean eyes, looking depressed.

Qi Yan has always known that Fang Yun is stronger than him, but this is the first time he has been quantified. It turns out that there is a world of difference.

Qi Yan clenched his hands subconsciously, thinking: One day, I will also take a handprint like this.

Fang Yun didn't notice his small thoughts, just clapped his hands, and took out two cloth bags from his arms.

One contained some scattered silver and the spiritual stones given to him by the previous city lord, and the other contained the food Fang Yun bought.

He stuffed the two cloth bags into Qi Yan's hand, and said: "I will let you climb up the cliff by yourself later, so you can climb up by yourself, I will go first."

That was the last condition for being accepted as a disciple by Haoyuanzong. The gate of Haoyuanzong facing this side is a cliff.

The road to immortality is long, and the talent at the beginning does not determine how far a practitioner can go in the end. Only a tenacious will is commendable.

Therefore, they asked those who were tested to have spiritual roots to climb up from the bottom of the cliff in person, so that they could be qualified to accept the examination of the sect.

Although Qi Yan's origin is doubtful, but with the recommendation letter, there should be no major problems after getting up, and he can successfully get in.

Brother is leaving?Qi Yan's small black bean eyes stared at Fang Yun nervously, and tilted his head: "Didn't brother say that he wants to start with me? Where is brother going?"

You can get started, but I can't.If I'm still terrified outside, how about I go in and wait to be beaten to death?

Fang Yun patted Qi Yan's small shoulder, feeling a little bit reluctant, but still said: "It's good to send you here, but I can't accompany you in, you go by yourself."

Qi Yan pursed his lips, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, he was silent for a long time before asking in a deep voice: "Brother, do you think I'm useless?"

I can't even shake a stone, but my brother just discovered my incompetence, do you regret it?

What?Fang Yun was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing: "Why do you think so?"

"Brother said earlier," Qi Yan stared at Fang Yun, "will always be with me, but today he suddenly changed his mind. Brother doesn't want me anymore?"

That's what Fang Yun would say when he first met him a month ago, but he didn't expect him to remember it.

Fang Yun smiled and hugged Qi Yan: "I don't want you, it's just that I already have a sect, and I can't join a new sect, so it's inconvenient to enter. In this way, although I won't go in, I will always be here waiting for you, When you finish your studies and come out of the mountains, you will be able to meet me."

Qi Yan's eyes lit up again, and he tugged at Fang Yun's sleeve: "What sect does brother belong to?"

Of course it's the Hehuan Demon Sect, but if you find out, I'm afraid it's not because I don't want you, but because you want to kill me.

Fang Yun smiled slightly, and babbled nonsense: "Flying Immortal Beyond the Sky."

Qi Yan let out a naive exclamation, and the purple-clothed boy who looked at them with folded arms folded his arms suspiciously frowned.

He is not a child of an ordinary family, but the prince of a mortal country. He has a lot of knowledge, but what kind of sect is the Flying Immortal?Never heard of it.

After Fang Yun finished his nonsense, he urged: "Go quickly."

Then he thought about it again, and suddenly remembered that he called himself brother every day, but he hadn't told Qi Yan his name yet, so he said again: "Remember, my brother's name is Fang Yun."

Qi Yan recited the name "Fang Yun" silently in his heart, not daring to disobey Fang Yun's meaning, and walked towards the steward disciple step by step. He didn't know how many times he turned back, but only a moment later After a while, Fang Yun disappeared.

The people who detected the spiritual root were already lined up, climbing up the steep mountain wall one by one.

The purple-clothed boy ran into Qi Yan again, he climbed halfway in silence, and suddenly said to Qi Yan: "He doesn't want you anymore, no one wants you anymore."

Qi Yan was aggrieved and anxious: "No one wants you! Brother said he would come to see me, I'll wait for him to come to see me!"

The purple-clothed boy sneered when he heard the words: "I know you are called brother all day long, are you still not weaned? Your brother doesn't want you, let's see what you will do in the future."

He thought that Qi Yan would be able to cry in anger, but Qi Yan calmed down strangely when he heard this, and climbed even faster with both hands and feet.

return

Fang Yun opened his eyes and listened to 202's indifferent mechanical voice: "Welcome back, sir. System 202 will serve you wholeheartedly."

Fang Yun stood up, dragged his heavy robes and walked out slowly. He raised his hand and pushed open the stone gate, and the guards outside immediately knelt down and said in unison, "Welcome the suzerain to leave the gate."

Fang Yun said "Mmm" indifferently, walked two steps and then stopped, and suddenly said: "This seat is going out once, so I won't tell Guardian Zuo first, if he comes to ask you, then tell him .”

The guard responded immediately: "Yes."

Fang Yun had almost used up all the assets in that avatar before, so he had to send some more now if he wanted to use it temporarily next time without being poor.

Moreover, it took him a lot less time to come back than to go, but it took more than ten days, and it was too troublesome to go back and forth like this. Fang Yun wondered if he could move the coffin to the other side of the river first.

202: "ooc warning."

Fang Yun: Paying close attention to the movements of many immortal sects in the righteous way is what an ambitious master of a sect should do, which is in line with Cang Jiuyun's personality.

202 did not make a sound.

However, just as Fang Yun walked to the edge of the bedroom, he bumped into Li Wushuang.As soon as he saw Fang Yun, he knelt down and greeted Fang Yun: "Congratulations to the suzerain to leave the customs. The suzerain has retreated for more than a month, and his skills have improved again. The subordinates did not get the news and did not go to greet him. Please forgive me."

Fang Yun put on airs, gave him a cold look, and said coldly, "Yes."

Li Wushuang said again: "This subordinate is incompetent. He chased and killed that little bastard a month ago and let him run away. Please suzerain punish this subordinate!"

Fang Yun naturally knew that the left protector was thrown away by him, but he still asked knowingly, "How did you run away?"

"The little bastard was kidnapped and sold into the Heavenly Demon City. The city lord did not let him go. By the time his subordinates entered the city, he had already been bought by a master, and he fled to the other side of the river with him. His subordinates did not catch up."

Fang Yun looked down at Li Wushuang with his hands behind his back: "Trash. There are so many people, I can't even catch a brat."

Li Wushuang immediately lowered his head in cold sweat: "This subordinate is incompetent!"

"He went to the other side of the river, but he can still find traces."

"The air is forbidden near the river, and the terrain on the other side of the river is complicated." Li Wushuang responded, "This subordinate...the subordinate has completely lost track of him."

Fang Yun saw his little tail disappear with his own eyes, so he naturally knew that he was lost, so he didn't comment much, just nodded and said: "Very good."

When Li Wushuang heard Fang Yun's "very good", his heart instantly turned cold.

The suzerain didn't say anything about punishing him, nor did he ask him to fetch the small leather whip.He has disappointed the suzerain several times, I am afraid it is...

Fang Yun said: "Raise your head."

Li Wushuang immediately raised his face: "Yes."

Fang Yun looked at the cold sweat on his face, and said: "I can give you another chance to make up for your mistakes."

Li Wushuang originally thought that the suzerain felt that he was useless and that he would surely die, but unexpectedly there was a turning point, so he was immediately overjoyed, and his eyes lit up: "The suzerain is merciful."

Fang Yun looked at the light that erupted in his eyes, and couldn't hold back his forehead: God, do you want to look like a loyal dog, you can kneel and lick even if you don't even have a dog.

Fang Yun didn't show his face, and walked back and forth two steps slowly: "Why do I want to find someone, but the little bastard met a master when he entered the Demon City? He also sent him to the righteous sect. The Lord of the Demon City really didn't know about it." ?”

"It's impossible for him to be ignorant. His subordinates have negotiated with him, and even posted a reward order at the gate of the city, with a portrait of that little beast. He is clearly trying to get along with the suzerain and look down on the suzerain." Li Wushuang looked down. He was actually able to push the blame, and immediately answered, "The suzerain means..."

Fang Yun raised his eyebrows in his heart: That's right, he did make trouble with me on purpose, looked down on me, and even specially nicknamed me, calling me a wretched old thing to die.

"As soon as I lost the medicine, he banned my Acacia Demon Sect from entering the city. He knew about this matter faster than you. This seat needs to know where his news comes from, and whether he has any connections with Zhengdao. What is involved." Fang Yun squinted his eyes at him, "I am most taboo to leave a poisonous snake by my pillow."

Li Wushuang half raised his body, clasped his fists, and immediately flattered him: "The suzerain is wise, this subordinate will surely fulfill his mission this time."

"Very good." Fang Yun nodded, "This seat will go out for a few days soon, and the big and small matters in the sect remain as usual."

Although Li Wushuang wondered why he had to go out again as soon as he left the customs, he didn't dare to ask any more questions, and only said: "Send the suzerain respectfully."

At this moment, Fang Yun recalled Qi Yan's injuries caused by sticks, and added: "But what you have done several times has really chilled my heart. Do you think I will not know about your small actions?" ?”

What Fang Yun thought was that he was beating Qi Yan in private, but he couldn't say it clearly, so he shouted and poked him to make him understand.

Li Wushuang, however, was full of thoughts about framing and killing Qingyu, the close servant of the suzerain, so he couldn't help feeling flustered again, and forced his face to be calm: "This subordinate is utterly loyal to the suzerain!"

"Don't talk back." Fang Yunliang looked at him swishingly, "This time you are really not good at things. If you don't punish people, they will say that I protect you and break the rules. Go, get my little leather whip."

Li Wushuang immediately took off his coat, took out Cang Jiuyun's big riding whip, and handed it to Fang Yun like a dog.

Fang Yun took the whip and whipped the vicious loyal dog again.

He looked at Li Wushuang's whole body tensed, motionless, without any complaints, and even full of joy when he was whipped. Although he was beating someone else, he felt very uncomfortable at first: What kind of loyal dog is this Her Majesty's whip? Standard configuration... What kind of mental illness does Cang Jiuyun have?

After Fang Yun drew the left guardian, he sent the happy opponent away, returned to his bedroom, took some silver taels and a small magic weapon, sat and rested for a while, and then walked out of the Demon Sect .

Previously, Fang Yun's incarnation had low mana and could not shake the sarcophagus in the cave, but this body could.

Fang Yun made sure that no one dared to follow him, so he came to the cave where the corpse was hidden, and pried up the sarcophagus lightly and deftly.

The soul transmission formation is drawn in the interlayer between the two layers of stone in the sarcophagus, as long as the coffin is taken away, the formation will also be taken away.

He was worried that he was holding a coffin to attract suspicion, so he raised his hand and attached it to the sarcophagus, releasing a devilish energy to cover the coffin tightly so that people could not see what he was carrying.

A few miles away is only a matter of breath for Fang Yun now. Fang Yun got the sarcophagus and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

He walked all the way to the edge of the river, and as soon as he got close to the river bank, he noticed that there were people on the river, probably those monks patrolling the river. Fang Yun's avatar could not detect it before, but now the body can clearly detect it.

Even if Fang Yun felt that the boat was slow, he might have to take the ferry.

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At this time, on the bank of the river, the boatmen were holding their boats to greet the passengers who crossed the river to get on the boat.

There is no space above the Linhe River, and the water in the river is very strange, and there is no way to swim across it in one breath, so their business of crossing the river has been achieved.

The workmanship and materials used for their boats are quite complicated, ordinary passers-by can't get them at all, so they have to rely on them to travel.

There was a boatman carrying a boat full of guests to the shore, and the guests had just got off when they saw a young man approaching from a distance.

It was a young man dressed in white brocade and snow-colored fox fur, looking very graceful and luxurious, but the boatman saw all kinds of guests on the ferry every day, so he didn't wait and see.

But the young man walked to the side of the boat and asked in a low voice: "Cross the river, take me alone."

The tone of the voice was cold, and it sounded rather aloof and rude.The boatman frowned when he heard this, and thought to himself: Everyone has to cross the river, why should I give you a whole boat?Broken business?

are you fat

He frowned and raised his head to glance at the person in front of him. This young man's skin is as white as snow and his face is like a crown of jade. There is only a red mole at the corner of his eye. Against his cold temperament, he looks like a plum in the snow in the severe winter. It's quite pleasing to watch.

The boatman just wanted to reprimand and educate, but suddenly fell silent.

The boatman has been walking for many years, and his eyes are quite venomous. With just one glance, he found that although the young man appeared to be walking down-to-earth, in fact, the soles of his boots were still a finger away from the ground, and he was standing upright out of thin air.

No wonder he looked so spotless in his snow-white outfit, he might be a powerful monk.

As soon as he noticed this, the man spoke again: "I have brought luggage, which is very heavy."

The boatman knew that although this person didn't look too strange, he was actually not easy to provoke, so he immediately responded without daring to be negligent, and leaned against the shore with the boat: "Guests, please come."

Fang Yun got the approval of the boatman, said "thank you", stepped across the water, walked to the side of the boat, raised his hand and threw the coffin board onto it.

The boat sank immediately under the pressure, and the draft became deeper after a while.

The boatman didn't expect the thing he threw up lightly to be so heavy, so he shook it and asked in surprise, "What is so heavy?"

After he finished speaking, he knew that he had made a slip of the tongue: the most annoying thing is that someone noticed something and asked about it.

Seeing Fang Yun glance at him, the boatman felt that his eyes were cold and swishing, and a white sweat started to form on his back. He immediately changed the subject with a laugh: "Guests, come up quickly."

Fang Yun didn't seem to hear the boatman's offense, he boarded the boat as he said, and sat down cross-legged: "I'll pay when I get to the other side."

A man like him would not dare to provoke him even if he took the Bawang boat without paying, so he immediately responded with a shout and pushed off the shore with the boat pole.

Fang Yun stopped talking or moving when he got on the boat, and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

But he could feel that after a moment of rigidity, someone was secretly looking at himself and the coffin boards on the ship.

Fang Yun closed his eyes and rested his mind, but he didn't pay attention to it. However, after the boat sailed for half a day, someone among the people staring at him spoke first: "Where are you going?"

Hearing this, Fang Yun opened his eyes. Although the other party hadn't shown up yet, Fang Yun already knew where he was, so he raised his head to face the other party's direction, signaling that he had spotted him: "I'm not Yu Kong."

The man was silent for a moment, then said again: "What are you doing?"

Fang Yun thought for a while, and said indiscriminately: "Worship the old man."

"Which sect do you belong to, Your Excellency?"

Although Cang Jiuyun is a great devil with a high level of cultivation, he has been deeply troubled by his handsome appearance since he was a child, and he has to worry every day whether someone will take him away and suck him up because of his fancy. Just explain the profound things in a simple way, and don't show your face in front of your lover.

If the left protector of the Hehuan Demon Sect walks around in the Demon Realm, many people will recognize who it is, but few people know what the Suzerain of the Hehuan Demon Sect looks like.

That's why it is said that Cang Jiuyun is a wretched old man who is about to die. It is only normal that no one will recognize him when he goes out.

Fang Yun smiled: "I am the Lord of the Demon City."

The monk hidden above the lake got his words, so he stopped asking, and stepped back in silence, not staring at Fang Yun anymore.

202: "ooc score: 10, Cang Jiuyun travels without changing his name and sits without changing his surname."

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next episode

This is the meaning of the rule of banning air near the river. The water in the river is so cold that it is difficult to stay for a long time, and the water quality is special. It is said that strangers will sink when they enter the water, so the only way to cross the river is by boat.

The monks in the air looked down at the water, and they could see someone crossing the river at a glance. If it was a big devil, it would be better to prepare early, so as not to feel scared until the devil arrived at the door.

The boatman floated forward on the water with the boat at a moderate speed, but after a while, he suddenly felt that the bottom of the boat was lifted up by something, and the turbulence was so severe that he couldn't help being startled.

He immediately looked down and saw that the boat was being pushed forward by the surging waves.

The boatman glanced back, and the young man sitting in the boat and resting his eyes closed said calmly, "This way."

Dare to make trouble on Linhe, under the eyes of so many patrolling monks, I don't know whether it is because of his extraordinary strength or his life and death.

The boatman was frightened into white hair, fearing that the fish in the pond would be harmed, but fortunately no monk intervened.

Three days later they reached the other side of the river. Fang Yun reached into his sleeve, hooked the money bag out of his sleeve, took out some loose silver and handed it to the boatman.

The boatman took it over and took a look, only to see that the money that Fang Yun gave him was not only his own, but was given to him in full if he sat on a full boat.

The boatman hadn't planned to take money from someone he couldn't offend, but Fang Yun gave so much, and immediately left with the boat thankful.

Fang Yun got off the boat and walked two steps along the river bank, but suddenly turned his head and looked up at a certain point behind him: "When are you going to come with me? It's not good to hide like this."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a slightly hesitant cough from nowhere, and a clear and bright voice said awkwardly: "I don't think your Excellency is the Lord of the Heavenly Demon City."

Fang Yun tilted his head: "Oh? How can I see it."

The man was probably worried that he was too rude, so Fang Yun pulled him out and beat him, so he showed his figure.

It was a young man with a rather handsome appearance, with a bit of elegant casualness all over his body. He sang to Fang Yun and said, "I have seen you in Xia Yunchen's son Qiancheng. I have a good fortune with that city master." I've met a few times, the city lord is used to wearing black clothes, and his voice and smile seem to be different from your Excellency."

Fang Yun thought in his heart: Yes, after all, I am not a coward.

But coincidentally, it was actually the number one faction in the world that day. It seems that the Lord of the Demon City not only had some connections with the Haoyuan Sect, but also had a relationship with the Yunchen Sect.

Zi Qiancheng asked respectfully again, "Who do you dare to ask Your Excellency?"

Fang Yun thought about it in his heart, glanced at him, and said without answering, "Do you still want to follow me and see what I do?"

Zi Qiancheng didn't make a sound, but he thought so.Fang Yun chuckled, and blinked at him: "Then you might as well try to see if you can keep up with me."

When Fang Yun smiled lightly, the corners of his thin, light red lips turned up, bringing a little more charm to his slightly thin face, as if painting a touch of spring in the dullness.

Zi Qiancheng was stunned unconsciously for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he saw that Fang Yun had disappeared in place in an instant. With Zi Qiancheng's cultivation level, Fang Yun's aura could no longer be detected.

As soon as he left the surface of Linhe, he really couldn't catch up with Shang Yun.

Zi Qiancheng also smiled helplessly, and his figure slowly scattered into the air.

For Fang Yun, traveling thousands of miles a day is just a piece of cake.

After a day or two, he came under the gate of Haoyuanzong.

If the group of orthodox monks found out that he was carrying a coffin, I am afraid that as soon as Fang Yun left, the coffin would be uncovered for them to take turns to observe.

Fang Yun didn't dare to let others know that he was coming, so he restrained his breath cautiously, and quickly turned around Haoyuanzong.

Although Haoyuanzong is located in a barren place, there are no villages and towns around, but apart from the mountains in their gate, the school is mostly a plain wasteland, and there is no good place to hide a coffin.

Fang Yun turned around three times before he found a sinkhole fifteen miles away from Haoyuanzong.

The pit looked quite steep, straight up and down, and the bottom was barren. Fang Yun leaned into the pit and took a look, and there were actually many bones of the dead.

But it turned out that it was still regarded as a mass grave by the local people, which is really a good place to hide coffins.

Without doing anything, Fang Yun immediately found a hidden place to put down the sarcophagus, and then sealed a small spell on it so that ordinary people could not open it.

He didn't dare to leave immediately, so he quietly sneaked around and observed the surroundings for a day and a night, and saw that this place was indeed deserted, so he left in peace.

When he trekked all the way back to the Hehuan Demon Sect, as soon as he stepped into the Demon Palace, someone said: "Welcome to the Sect Master!"

Fang Yun ignored it with a cold face, dragging his heavy robe all the way in.

Previously, he and Qi Yanfeng had been camping out for a whole month, and it was strange to miss them suddenly being separated, and I don't know how the little thing is living as a beginner recently.

He let the avatar go this time, even if Qi Yan couldn't get out of the mountain gate, Fang Yun could still walk around and pretend to see him.

Fang Yun slowly crossed his arms, and wrapped himself tightly with a furry fox collar. Thinking of Qi Yan's way of constantly scanning him with black bean eyes, he subconsciously curled his lips.

As soon as Li Wushuang, the guardian of the left, heard about Fang Yun's return, he immediately came over and clasped his fists at Fang Yun: "Welcome to the suzerain."

As soon as he looked up, he saw Fang Yun smiling. It was as if ice and snow had just melted on that cold and indifferent face, which made people feel itchy.

Li Wushuang took a glance and quickly looked away, but she was suspicious: Why is the suzerain so happy?

Fang Yun let go of the hand holding the fox fur, turned his back to the back, and glanced coldly at Li Wushuang: "En."

Although Li Wushuang was puzzled in his heart, he didn't dare to ask, but simply explained his purpose of coming: "I have finished the matter that the suzerain told me when he left, and I have organized it into a file and put it in the suzerain's study. And the subordinates have already detected The general movement of the little beast, he joined the Yixian sect after going to the Zhengdao territory. The subordinates suspect that it is the famous Haoyuan sect of the righteous way."

Fang Yun nodded slightly, and said "en" again: "Let's explore again."

Li Wushuang pondered for a moment, and then said: "When the suzerain left, he also said that he wanted his subordinates to investigate why the news in the magic palace was leaked. The suzerain is wise, and the subordinates have indeed uncovered a lot of nails in the past few days, and some of them have already been pulled out. They were beaten to death with sticks, and some are still waiting for the suzerain to decide."

Fang Yun no longer looked at Li Wushuang, raised his legs and walked towards the bedroom, and replied lightly after hearing the words: "En."

The days in the magic palace are cold, and Cang Jiuyun is a person who refuses people for thousands of miles, and no one dares to approach him. Even if someone talks to him, he kneels and dare not raise his head.

There is an insurmountable barrier between Fang Yun and the others. If it weren't for the fact that he is the master of a sect, Fang Yun would almost feel that he is being rejected.

Especially in the dead of night, the feeling of loneliness will be very clear.

Fang Yun still can't adapt to Cang Jiuyun's life without a single person he can trust. He knows that everyone around him has to be wary of wolves and tigers, and he is very tired.

Every time he went to bed with his clothes on, he would feel empty in his arms, and he missed that skinny child especially, thinking of his pure and careful black eyes.

After getting along for a month, in fact, not only Qi Yan has relied on Fang Yun, Fang Yun is also subtly relying on Qi Yan.

Qi Yan is no longer a simple symbol to him, but a foundation that supports him in this cold magic palace.

Humans live in groups, but Cang Jiuyun doesn't look like a person no matter how he lives.

At this time, the dossier that Li Wushuang presented to him was on Fang Yun's desk, and Fang Yun put it back after reading it.

The Heavenly Demon City has always been somewhat incompatible with the Demon Sect, relying on eating, drinking and having fun, has become a neutral zone that does not compete with the world, and rarely participates in the fights and fights of the demon bosses. people pay attention.

But this time, following Fang Yun's intentions to inquire, it turned out that the owner of the Tianmo City was an orthodox monk in his early years, a disciple of the Yunchen Sect, and Liu Changfeng's junior.

But the place where geniuses gather like the number one school in the world is easy to be positive and negative, and it is not uncommon for people to go crazy after cultivating immortals, and the Tianma City Lord is probably one of them.

It seems that when I was young, I thought it was too stupid to sense the Taoism of heaven and earth, so I didn't go on the journey of immortality, and I fell into the devil directly.

Liu Changfeng will