"Jiejiejie, you want to participate in the martial arts competition of the four major ethnic groups with such strength? It's a joke! Don't bother, follow me up the mountain, I guarantee you will have endless fun, Jiejiejiejiejie!"
The middle-aged man laughed strangely, and the lust in his eyes became more intense. He looked very much like the three monsters of Tianchi back then. He raised his feet and walked straight towards the old woman who was trying to regain her strength. He crossed his hands and kept saying Rubbing together, the anxious look made everyone in the Dian Cang Sword Sect look extremely ugly, and their eyes were full of despair.
"Gah ga ga, Patriarch Wenhua, don't forget your brothers if you have good things going on."
On the side of Tianchi Mountain, a young man laughed strangely. His mind locked on one of the female disciples of the Dian Cang Sword Sect and named the middle-aged man.
"Jie Jie, don't worry, there are quite a few beauties from the Dian Cang Jian Sect, and everyone has a share."
Ancestor Wen Hua nodded, his mind always locked on the old woman of the Dian Cang Sword Sect. At this moment, he was not a man with an upper body, so he knew that the old woman was still very strong, so he could not be careless.
The old woman's face was extremely ugly. She subconsciously looked into the distance, and then her eyes froze. She saw Fang Qing and the others, but she soon became a little disappointed because she saw that the cultivation level of Fang Qing and the others was too low. It's not enough to help them.
Um?
Ancestor Wenhua from Tianchi Mountain noticed something strange about the old woman. His eyes moved and he immediately looked at the direction where Fang Qing and others were. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled strangely: "What handsome young men, Jiejie?" Jie, my ancestors like him. He has good qualifications, so I think those ancestors will also like him."
Fang Qing raised his eyebrows and his face immediately turned dark. Could this guy have a special hobby? Tianchishan was so different this day, it almost blinded the young master.
"Why are you standing there stunned? Didn't you hear what they meant?"
Fang Qing looked at the five little guys who had not yet reacted. His eyes were full of evil spirits, not directed at Bai Yucheng and the others, but because he hated Tianchi Mountain so much that he wanted to use thunder to get rid of these scum.
"Brother Qing, what does that old guy mean? Do they want to accept us as their apprentices?"
Xiao Zi is the most innocent and stupid, and can't understand the overtones of Ancestor Wenhua at all. It speaks human language and asks Fang Qing. Even Huo Jinglin doesn't understand why, and can't understand what Ancestor Wenhua says, and looks towards Fang Qing.
The handsome faces of Huang Zhuifeng, Bai Yucheng, and Yan Wanjin all twitched, and then turned dark. They were not newcomers, so they naturally understood what Patriarch Wenhua meant. That was definitely not what Little Thunder Dragon Xiao Zi thought. .
"Huh? Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a cute little dragon, not bad, my ancestor likes it even more."
Patriarch Wenhua noticed how extraordinary Little Thunder Dragon Xiaozi was, and his eyes were full of strangeness. He temporarily ignored the old woman from Cangjian Sect and kept looking at Fang Qing and the others.
At this moment, even many people in the Dian Cang Jian Sect were speechless. That little dragon was so innocent. It was a pity that it fell into the hands of Tianchi Mountain like this.
Soon, Huang Zhuifeng sent a message to Xiao Zi, as if he was explaining to the little guy the true meaning of the words of Patriarch Wenhua. After just three breaths, the little guy's little dragon body began to tremble, and there was a flash in his cute big eyes. He was instantly filled with blood, and evil spirits swept across all directions. Are those human words? Scum! shameless!
"Okay! Deal with them as soon as possible, and conquer Tianchi Mountain one day!" Fang Qing patted the body of Xiao Zi, the little thunder dragon, and signaled the five little guys to take action immediately.
As soon as he finished speaking, someone seemed to have pressed the mute button here. Everyone looked at the young man who had transcended the third level of heaven in surprise. Several masters of the Diancang Sword Sect even suspected that they had heard wrongly and looked at him with astonishment on their faces. Xiang Fangqing looked like a fool.
hold head high! boom! Roar! Roar!
The next moment, the little thunder dragon Xiao Zi let out a dragon roar that shook the world. The four transformed beasts moved in an instant and rushed towards the five scum in Tianchi Mountain. The terrifying murderous aura enveloped the area for hundreds of miles.
It's a coincidence that there are a total of five people from Tianchi Mountain who can be regarded as the ancestors of Wenhua, including masters of the realm of heaven and man, the realm of life and death, and the realm of transcendence.
Little Thunder Dragon Xiao Zi ignored it and locked eyes on Ancestor Wenhua. It hated what Ancestor Wenhua had just said about it. In its view, that guy seriously insulted the true dragon clan and must die.
As the little thunder dragon Xiaozi shuttled through the void, and as Bai Yucheng and others advanced at extremely high speeds, the void barrier was completely shattered, the mountains roared, the earth trembled violently, countless small cracks crisscrossed the area, and the power field enveloped an area of 200 miles.
This scene shocked everyone in Tianchi Mountain and the Dian Cang Sword Sect. They couldn't believe their eyes. The one dragon and four people were really terrifying. They were unheard of and unseen.
It wasn't until the five great beasts approached the monks' 100-foot area of Tianchi Mountain that they finally came to their senses. Each one was horrified and burst out with the most fierce and terrifying power to face the five great beasts.
Soon, the five strange beasts launched the most terrifying bloody massacre, especially the battle between Xiao Zi, the Little Thunder Dragon, and Ancestor Wenhua, which was extremely tragic and bloody.
In just the first round, one of Wenhua Ancestor's arms exploded to pieces. He waved his right hand and summoned an earth-level high-grade spiritual weapon spear, but it was useless. After three breaths, one of Wenhua Ancestor's legs exploded. Broken, the sky filled with blood mist enveloped the void.
Not to be outdone, Bai Yucheng and the others unleashed their most ferocious killing power, roaring across the sky and earth, fighting fiercely with the masters from Tianchi Mountain.
Huo Jinglin was the most violent and his methods were the cleanest and neatest. He was the first to deal with his opponent in the eighth level of life and death realm, beating the opponent into pieces of flesh all over the sky. He was so dead that he could no longer die.
In the distance, Fang Qing stood with his hands behind his hands and looked towards the direction of the three spiritual peaks of Tianchi Mountain. He was on guard against the sudden descent of Tianchi Mountain's masters.
Tianchi Mountain is not simple. Mu Yunyan's apprentice Qi Zhushi is on Tianchi Mountain. He is a high-level saint whose strength and scheming cannot be underestimated.
After the tenth breath, as the little thunder dragon Xiao Zi dived for the last time, the Wenhua Ancestor exploded to pieces, and all five scum in Tianchi Mountain fell. The people of the Dian Cang Sword Sect still didn't react, and they were all horrified. Looking at the five ferocious young masters, he couldn't believe his eyes.
"Everyone, it's time to go."
After another two breaths, Fang Qing put away the five storage rings with a wave of his hand and looked at everyone in the Diancang Sword Sect. He nodded to the old woman and then motioned for the five little guys to leave with him.
Because, there is a master on Tianchi Mountain who has noticed the situation here. It is a master of the eighth level of reincarnation, and he is coming as fast as possible.
With a movement, Fang Qing and the five little guys headed towards the south at a high speed. At this moment, everyone in the Dian Cang Sword Sect was running like crazy under the leadership of the old woman. The direction they were heading was exactly where Fang Qing and others left. .
They felt dreamy and curious in their hearts. They really wanted to know Fang Qing's identity and origin. He was so powerful that his brothers could kill the five masters of Tianchi Mountain without intervening. It was like a myth.
In just a dozen breaths, Fang Qing and others ran for five hundred miles. The old woman of the Dian Cang Sword Sect and the two masters of the life and death realm were even more tired. The consumption of real energy was huge, but they had no choice but to do so. If they were half a step too late, the masters from Tianchi Mountain would kill them.
Half a quarter of an hour later, three thousand miles away, Fang Qing and others slowed down. After another dozen breaths, the masters of the Dian Cang Sword Sect finally arrived.
The old woman and the two old men in the realm of life and death gasped for breath, their faces turned pale. They were almost exhausted after running like this.
"Sun Ziyue of the Diancang Sword Sect would like to thank my little Taoist friend for helping me. I will never forget this great kindness. If it is of no use to me, I will kill myself!" The old woman's face turned pale, but she still faced Fang Qing. He bowed and said his name.
Fang Qing waved his hand: "It doesn't take much effort. Senior's words are serious. Which military domain do senior and others come from?"
Sun Ziyue said: "We come from Diancang Mountain in the Yunling Mountains of the Zhongwu Region. May I ask my little Taoist friend his last name?" She had a guess in her mind, but she was not sure. She looked at Fang Qing curiously.
"Junior Dongwuyu Fang Qing."
Fang Qing spoke, the name of a person, the shadow of a tree. As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of gasping for air. Everyone in the Dian Cang Sword Sect was shocked. They stared at Fang Qing with shock in their eyes.
Sun Ziyue took a deep breath and saluted Fang Qing again: "It turns out that you are really the little fellow Taoist! I have met the little fellow Taoist Qingdi Fang Qing. The name of the little fellow Taoist is so powerful in the world of wind and cloud. After seeing him today, he is indeed worthy of his reputation."
At this moment, Sun Ziyue couldn't calm down. The legendary hero actually appeared in front of them alive and helped them survive the catastrophe. This was just luck.
Fang Qing shook his head: "Senior, thank you very much. I have something to ask you, junior."
Later, Fang Qing expressed his doubts, which were about the Dian Cang sword technique, which made him very curious.
He did not believe that this was a sword technique created by the founder of the Dian Cang Sword Sect. This sword technique was full of ancient meaning and contained unimaginable Tao charm, but Sun Ziyue was unable to exert its true power.
Sun Ziyue's expression changed unpredictably, but in the end she told the truth. It turned out that Diancang Mountain was not an ordinary spiritual peak, but a retreat place for masters from ancient times, and the Diancang Sword Technique came from a stone wall on Diancang Mountain. , was accidentally discovered by the ancestor of the Dian Cang Sword Sect.
"Dian Cang swordsmanship is hidden in the three patterns? This is somewhat similar to the ancient paintings of Dan Qingzi." Fang Qing murmured to himself, thinking of the ancient paintings of the painting saint Dan Qingzi.
Sun Ziyue shook her head, sighing and regretting: "To be honest with you fellow Taoist, those three patterns have nothing to do with Dan Qingzi's ancient paintings. They only have a dozen lines, rough and simple, like the graffiti of a swordsman master. As a result, I, the founding ancestor of Cangjian Sect, understood this top-level swordsmanship from it, and since then, no other swordsmanship has come out."
Fang Qing hesitated for a moment: "Junior has a merciless request. I hope senior can agree. Of course, Fang Qing will not ask for this in vain. He must be rewarded in the future."
His intention was too obvious, that is, he wanted to understand the three patterns. He believed that there must be hidden secrets in them. If he could perfect the way of swordsmanship, it would be a blessing.
Sun Ziyue smiled: "Young fellow Taoist, you want to learn something, right? This is nothing. Over the years, I have learned nothing from those three patterns in the Cang Sword Ordering Party. If you are interested, little fellow Taoist, I will order Cang Sword someday." Send someone to open the door to greet you.”
Sun Ziyue knew the elegant meaning after hearing the sound of the string, and immediately repaid Fang Qing by making a promise to Fang Qing, which was regarded as repaying Fang Qing's life-saving grace.
Although the three patterns are precious, their Diancang Sword Sect has gained nothing over the years. They have also received countless swordsmanship masters to observe, but no one can understand the Diancang Sword Technique, or understand martial arts similar to the Diancang Sword Technique. This is not a secret within the sphere of influence of the Dian Cang Sword Sect.
Afterwards, everyone moved forward together. During this period, he exchanged the low-level sword technique of the heaven level - Xuantong Sword Art, and intended to ask Sun Ziyue for some Diancang sword techniques. Sun Ziyue discussed with other elders of the Diancang Sword Sect, and finally He happily agreed.
After truly practicing the Cang Sword Technique, Fang Qing frowned. This sword technique had no meaning and profound meaning, but its power was unbearable. Compared with the ordinary top-level sword techniques, it was not even the slightest bit worse.
An Le, the other monks of the Diancang Sword Sect, did not dare to show anything strange. Sun Ziyue glanced at Fang Qing with some embarrassment, and then said uneasily: "My little fellow Taoist, I have nothing to hide. This swordsmanship This is indeed the case, otherwise, I, Dian Cangjian Sect, would have taken this a step further."
Fang Qing nodded and looked at the anxious Sun Ziyue: "Senior, don't worry, Fang Qing will keep his word. An exchange is an exchange, and he will never regret it. It seems that we still have to observe the three patterns of your sect."
After that, the group of people kept moving forward. Half a day later, they approached the area of Nanming Lihuo Land and arrived in front of a huge city three thousand miles away from Nanming Lihuo Land. This is Lihuo City, and they have always lived here for countless years. The city built by the monks does not belong to any top power.
The majestic and huge city covers an area of nearly a thousand miles. There are countless high-rise pavilions lined up in rows. Many forces are intertwined, but most of them are masters of casual cultivation.
After seeing Lihuo City, everyone perked up and quickly headed towards Lihuo City. After paying a hefty entrance fee, Fang Qing and others headed along Lihuo Street in Lihuo City.
Now, Nanming's Lihuo Land is about to open, and Lihuo City has become more lively than ever. Masters from all the major martial arts areas in Fengyun World have gathered here, making the entire Lihuo City noisy and busy. Many restaurants and shops are full. Even some grocery stores are rented by many monks.
Not long after, Fang Qing and others from the Dian Cang Sword Sect frowned. For a moment, they were unable to find a place to stay. It was not because they lacked financial resources, but because they had nowhere to stay.
"Fellow Taoists, are you looking for a place to stay?" Just when Fang Qing and others were wondering where to go, someone spoke in front of a shop on the right.
Fang Qing turned slightly and looked at the prescription. It was a small shop. There were three ancient characters "Ke Lai Ju" written on the door. On the steps in front of Ke Lai Ju stood a middle-aged man. That was a master of the third level of life and death. It was he who had just asked Fang Qing and others.
Sun Ziyue from the Diancang Sword Sect took a look at Ke Laiju, and then nodded: "That's right! Does this fellow Taoist have a suitable place to live?"
The middle-aged man smiled and nodded: "That's natural. In Zhouzheng, we are the guest elders who come to stay. It is still possible to arrange seven or eight rooms for seniors and others."
Sun Ziyue raised her eyebrows slightly. Along the way, they asked countless inns, restaurants, and shops, but they could not find any free guest rooms. This person actually dared to say that he could find seven or eight rooms, which was a bit impressive.
Sun Ziyue said: "What's the price?"
She is cautious, especially under the current circumstances, so she naturally has to ask for the price in advance to prevent others from raising the price. They point out that the Cangjian Sect is not a big force and has a shallow foundation, so it is impossible to pay the bill with too many spiritual stones.
The middle-aged man Zhou Zheng said with a smile: "It's not expensive. One thousand eight hundred low-grade spiritual stones per person can be used to live in Nanming until the land of fire is opened. What do you think, senior?"
hiss!
As soon as this price came out, several young masters from the Dian Cang Jian Sect took a breath of air. Their monthly cultivation spiritual stones were only a hundred low-grade spiritual stones, but staying in a hotel actually cost 1,800 low-grade spiritual stones. This is simply a money grab.
The corner of Sun Ziyue's mouth twitched slightly. They had each spent twenty yuan of low-grade spirit stones for the entrance fee before, but now each of them actually had to pay eighteen hundred yuan of low-grade spirit stones to stay in the hotel. It was dark, too dark.
You know, how many people did they send from Dian Cang Jian? A total of twenty people, which means that she would have to spend thirty-six thousand low-grade spiritual stones to meet everyone's accommodation needs. This price is too high.
At this moment, Fang Qing also showed a strange look. The hotels in Lihuo City were simply raising their prices, hoping to make a huge profit when Nanming Lihuo City opened.
Of course, this amount of spiritual stone is nothing to him, but to ordinary casual cultivators or forces, this is not a small amount.
Sun Ziyue shook her head: "It's not that I don't know the situation in Lihuo City, but the rent for your residence is too outrageous. Thank you very much. Let's find another place to settle down."
Zhou Zheng chuckled: "Senior, I don't know. This rent can be said to be the lowest price among the many restaurants, inns, and shops in Lihuo City. If you don't believe it, you can go and find out, but Zhou can't guarantee that after you come back, Those eight rooms are still there.”
laugh!
Before Sun Ziyue could respond, a sneer came from the second floor of the restaurant not far away, and the laughter was full of disdain.
Fang Qing frowned, and immediately looked in that direction. It turned out that it was sent by a young man in gorgeous clothes, whose cultivation level was at the peak level of Yuxu Realm. This person was looking at them with disdain, and did not regard Sun Ziyue at all. Looking at a master of the Heavenly Realm, one can imagine that he must come from some big force and be very confident.
"What? You're not convinced? You can't even pay the rent for a mere 1,800 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones. What are you doing in Nanmingli Fire Land? Why don't you just go back home."
The young man in colorful clothes looked at Fang Qing and ridiculed him like this. For a moment, everyone in the Dian Cang Sword Sect looked at the young man in colorful clothes with strange expressions. There are definitely not many young people in the younger generation who dare to ridicule Qing Emperor Fang Qing like this. Guy is going to be out of luck.
