As time went by, Fang Qing heard a lot of news and learned about the difficulty of opening Luoxialing this time. He felt heavy in his heart and had a bad feeling.
The Luoxia Dynasty was in danger. They had no choice but to use Luoxia Ridge to win over the casual cultivators from the outside world in a desperate struggle.
However, would the Tyrant Dynasty be so domineering, would they really tolerate the Luoxia Dynasty's desperate attempt to give the good fortune in Luoxia Ridge to these casual cultivators?
"Brother Fang, the situation in the Luoxia Dynasty is more serious than we expected. The fat man actually doesn't know the border of the Luoxia Dynasty. It has become so serious that we have been tricked!"
At this moment, Fatty Ma Duobao looked serious and depressed. After all, they were not local monks from Luoxia Dynasty, and they knew too little about Luoxia Dynasty. Now hearing this news, Fatty Ma Duobao was very uneasy and depressed.
"Well, the situation in the Luoxia Dynasty is indeed extremely serious, otherwise they would not be able to open Luoxia Ridge. This is their greatest strength, and a tragic war is inevitable!"
Horrible scenes appeared in Fang Qing's eyes, including a sea of blood and floating oars. Soon, he suppressed all the emotional fluctuations.
"Brother Fang, Fatty is up to you. You have to take care of Fatty. It's fate for us to meet each other."
The fat man Ma Duobao was shaking his head while drinking ordinary tea. He looked extremely funny. The fat on his face was trembling, which made Fang Qing's face darken.
"Asshole! Who the hell are you for? I'm so unkind to others. Do you still want to show some respect? You are a high-level master of the Opening Realm. When it comes to taking care of me, you should take care of me, okay?"
Fang Qing's face darkened and he looked at Fatty Ma Duobao with disdain. This guy is so damn good. Why didn't he see that this guy was so weird before?
"Damn! Are you embarrassed? You are the famous Green Emperor Fang Qing of the human race, the owner of the Devouring Physique..."
Fatty Ma Duobao whispered Fang Qing's name in a low voice. Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Fang Qing.
"Stop! Fat brother, you can't be so shameless. Who said I was a slut before? If you want to escape from the battlefield, there is no way."
"They saw you and me together. As long as I tell you that Ma Duobao is Fang Qing's friend and that Ma Duobao has unparalleled combat power and is no less than a devouring physique, how can you still fish in troubled waters?"
Fang Qing saw through Ma Duobao's thoughts in an instant. He wanted to use his reputation and combat power to attract everyone's attention, while he hid in secret to reap the benefits. This was the real intention of Fatty Ma Duobao.
"Damn it! Brother Fang, you...how can you think so bad of Fatty? Fatty is so sad, and the pretty boy is indeed very evil!"
The fat man Ma Duobao shook his head and sighed, trying his best to hide his thoughts, looking like he was being treated unkindly, and was very sad.
Fang Qing was also speechless. If he hadn't sensed some of Ma Duobao's mysterious background, he would definitely have been deceived by this guy.
Half an hour later, outside Tao Ran Pavilion, three young men with extraordinary bearing walked over slowly, carrying an impressive nobility.
There is a young man in the middle, about twenty years old, wearing a yellow battle suit, walking like a dragon and a tiger, with an extremely calm aura, and his eyes are full of confidence.
This is a master who is at the peak of the eighth level of the Opening Realm. At this age, having the peak level of the eighth level of the Opening Realm is definitely not trivial. He is a genius.
"Good guy, it turns out that the third prince of Luoxia Dynasty, Song Mingyang, is famous. Could it be said that the person behind Mingxia Tower is a member of the royal family of Luoxia Dynasty?"
"The younger generation of the royal family of the Luoxia Dynasty has six princes and three princesses. The third prince Song Mingyang, the fifth prince Song Mingyu, and the ninth princess Song Mingzhu have the highest talents, but his cultivation level is also the lowest."
"Tch! I have no knowledge. It is absolutely inappropriate to evaluate such a person based on his level of cultivation. Don't you see Fang Qing, the Qing Emperor of Kaitai City in the Lingyun Dynasty?"
"That's right! That guy Fang Qing must not be evaluated based on his cultivation level. He is at the peak of the Tongmai Realm and the peak of the Reverse Slash Yuxu Realm. Even myths are not enough to describe him. He is too perverted."
"Do you think the third prince Song Mingyang possesses a special physique?"
"It's... hard to say... Although there are rumors like this in Luoxia City, no one can explain it clearly, and no one has investigated this matter. This guy is very mysterious."
"In the battle at the Yulan Mountains, the third prince Song Mingyang only killed a third-order peak desolate beast, which was equivalent to a peak master of the Martial Arts Realm. However, Song Mingyang's cultivation realm at that time had also reached the peak of the Seventh Heaven of the Opening Realm. Compared with that Compared with Fang Qing, there is still a big gap."
"The young man on the left hand side of Third Prince Song Mingyang should be Wang Fuyao, the proud king of the Wang family in Luoxia City, right? This guy is progressing really fast. He was promoted to the first level of the Martial Phase Realm so quickly? Last month, this guy was still at the ninth level of the Opening Realm. ,Grass!"
"After all, the Wang family is one of the big families in Luoxia City. It has a profound foundation. It is not difficult to promote Wang Fuyao to the martial arts realm within a month."
"In the Yulan Mountains, all the major forces and families jointly conducted trials. Our strength was low. We were attacked by powerful wild beasts after going 1,500 miles deep, and had to withdraw. Wang Fuyao and the third prince Song Mingyang were on the other hand. Push forward and kill three third-order peak desolate beasts in a row, shocking the Luoxia Dynasty."
For a time, the monks of the Luoxia Dynasty all whispered about the third prince of the Luoxia Dynasty, Song Mingyang, which made the fat man Ma Duobao feel surprised and curious.
Fang Qing looked at Song Mingyang from a distance, and then withdrew his gaze in an instant. He got a lot of information. This guy didn't have a special physique, but he definitely had a lot of luck, and the flow of true energy in his body was extraordinary. .
"Tu Qianhao is also here. Didn't he go to Jiuqu Ridge with his division? Did he come back early for Luoxia Ridge? It's interesting. This time, it's really a fight between the dragon and the tiger."
"Tu Qianhao, the young master of the Tianfeng Sect, has extremely powerful cultivation. He has cultivated the Tianfeng Jue to the third level of heaven. His palm power can penetrate gold and crack rocks. He is definitely not inferior to Wang Fuyao, or even stronger. This guy also turned to the third prince Song Mingyang. One party?"
Listening to the whispers around them, Fang Qing and Fatty Ma Duobao gained a lot. Soon, the three teenagers came to the foot of Tao Ran Pavilion and walked up slowly.
"Meeting friends over tea, I am Song Mingyang, the third prince of the Luoxia Dynasty, and I welcome you all to come."
Song Mingyang, the third prince of the Luoxia Dynasty, stood in the middle of Tao Ran Pavilion and spoke. This man was calm and wise, without unnecessary gossip. He slightly bowed his hands in greeting to the surroundings and showed extraordinary cultivation.
"Welcome all geniuses to attend the tea party of His Highness the Third Prince, I, Wang Fuyao."
The young Wang Fuyao, the genius of the Wang family, stood in the middle of Tao Ran Pavilion, clasped his fists to the surroundings, and said his name!
"Everyone is polite, I will slaughter Qianhao."
Tu Qianhao, the young master of the Tianfeng Sect, bowed his hands in greeting to everyone around him, and his words were concise and sonorous. From this, it can be seen that this person does things neatly and will never be sloppy.
"His Royal Highness the Third Prince is here in person. Do you know if you have anything good to share with everyone?"
In a corner, a young man in his mid-twenties spoke. His cultivation level was very high and he had reached the peak level of the fourth level of the Wuxiang Realm. At this age, he had reached the peak level of the fourth level of the Wuxiang Realm. Extraordinary origin.
"This Taoist brother is...?" The third prince turned slightly sideways, looked at the young man, and said with a smile.
"The casual cultivator is not well-known. You may have never heard of it." The young man opened his mouth with a smile and said his name.
Not famous? Do you want to know his name?
Everyone looked strange and slandered in their hearts. This guy definitely used a fake name. The situation in Luoxia City is unpredictable nowadays. Many monks will not use their real names to come to Luoxia City. That is a very dangerous thing.
"Brother Mo, don't worry, the soul-clearing tea has been prepared. Fuyao, take out the purple jade stove and make tea for Brother Mo and all the geniuses. Let's taste this soul-clearing tea together."
Song Mingyang, the third prince of the Luoxia Dynasty, was still smiling and not dissatisfied at all. Instead, he ordered Wang Fuyao to bring out spiritual tea to entertain the young masters here. This kind of restraint and forbearance should not be underestimated.
"Qingxin Tea? Could it be the fruit of the Qingxin Tree deep in the Luoxialing ancient ruins?"
A young man in black, his eyes shining, looked at the third prince Song Mingyang with some surprise, and said the name of the Pure Spirit Tree, which caused an uproar among the experts around him.
"This Taoist brother has extraordinary knowledge. He is the spiritual leaf grown from the Qingxinxin tree. He is so famous that all Taoist friends appreciate him. I specially beg my father to give me Qingxinxin tea to entertain you all."
The third prince Song Mingyang is also a man who is good at dancing. He told the origin of Qingxin Tea and also told the people present in a subtle way that Qingxin Tea is very precious. Are you enough to see the sincerity of this prince?
"Thank you, Your Highness, Third Prince."
"His Royal Highness is interested."
"His Royal Highness the Third Prince is as powerful as the sea. Long Fu would like to thank the Third Prince for his warm hospitality."
"Soul-clearing tea. We are lucky enough to drink this kind of spiritual tea. It is truly a blessing. Thank you, Third Prince."
For a time, the local monks of the Luoxia Dynasty thanked the third prince Song Mingyang one after another. It can be imagined that this Qingxinshu tree is definitely not trivial, and this tea must also have wonderful benefits.
A quarter of an hour later, Wang Fuyao, the genius of the Wang family, made tea in person. There was a half-meter-sized purple jade stove with a small and exquisite purple jade teapot sitting on it.
The whole body of the teapot emits a dazzling purple light, and its appearance is extraordinary. Although it is not as good as the purple jade sword that Fang Qing gave to Liu Ruyu, it is not far behind.
A total of thirty-five small teacups are placed on the rosewood table one by one. These are matching teacups with the purple jade teapot. They complement each other and are pleasing to the eye.
Wang Fuyao poured yellow tea one by one, and an indescribable aroma filled Taoranting. Many monks sniffed the air, looking intoxicated.
"Everyone, please!"
Wang Fuyao waved his hand, and a powerful force of true energy surged out. Thirty-two purple jade teacups immediately flew around and landed steadily in front of everyone. This skill was also very extraordinary. The strength Just the right amount of control.
Fang Qing picked up the small purple jade tea cup, put it under his nose and smelled it. An indescribable aroma poured into his nose, making his spirit and will feel slightly comfortable.
The aroma and spiritual substance of this Qingxin tea were more than ten times higher than the Fang family's Mingshen tea, which made him marvel.
He glanced at the fat man Ma Duobao, and his face twitched. The guy didn't taste it at all. He drank up the yellow tea in one gulp, looking like he still had something to say.
Taking a sip of the soul-clearing tea, Fang Qing felt as if he had taken a sip of pure heaven and earth spiritual liquid. His consciousness was very comfortable and his mind became clear.
Of course, it is impossible to rely on this tea to increase spiritual consciousness. Even the ancient dragon spirit tea of the dragon pattern golden dragon clan cannot do this.
“Good tea!”
Fang Qing exclaimed in admiration. The Qingxin Tea could make his consciousness feel comfortable, which was already extraordinary. It was second only to the Ancient Jiao Dao Ling Tea of the dragon-patterned golden dragon clan. It is conceivable that the Qingxin Tea deep in Luoxia Ridge Trees are definitely not trivial.
This has also strengthened the hearts of many people. The treasures in the Luoxialing ancient ruins are definitely not trivial. Just the Qingxin tea leaves produced by the Qingxin tree are worthy of their crazy fight.
However, the Luoxia Dynasty was not a fool. Why would they entertain them with this kind of spiritual tea? It was just to ask for their help to jointly resist the rude aggression of the Tyrant Dynasty.
