If we talk about the most famous people in the East China Sea today, Fan Xiang will definitely be ranked among them. Whether it is his status as the True Successor of the Shangqing Dynasty or the leader of the Hundred Cities Competition, he is very important.
And unlike the short-lived Ji Ran, even though the Hundred Cities Competition has ended.
Fan Xiang is still active in this sea area... slaying demons and demons, performing chivalrous acts of justice, and countless demons and evil people have died under his hands.
With such a chivalrous act, coupled with his identity and strength, many people have regarded Fan Xiang as a leader of the younger generation in the East China Sea cultivation world.
Feng Ji went straight to Yecheng after leaving the customs. 50% of the reason was that this place gathered the most outstanding talents under the Golden Pill of the East China Sea.
Not only Fan Xiang of the Shangqing Dynasty, but also Lin Lang of the Shenxiao Sect, Shen Huan of the Wanfa Sect... it can be said that there are many stars gathered.
Feng Ji's age is about the same as theirs, even more than ten years younger than these people. However, in the spiritual world, the limit is generally a hundred years. Those who have traveled around the world during this period and have not entered the golden elixir are considered to be peers.
In addition, Feng Ji had just broken through the Yanfa realm and finally got rid of the shadow of Tang Yuan's sword. This was the time when he was full of confidence and high spirits.
Naturally, he also wanted to meet his peers and make a name for himself, so he was very sensitive to the word Fan Xiang.
Even the Five Emperors Family, which has an extremely profound foundation, cannot produce top-level masters based on its resources. If you want to achieve something, you must not work behind closed doors and practice hard.
In order to cultivate the younger generations of disciples, there has always been an unwritten rule in the East China Sea cultivation world. The competition between the younger generations will not involve the family or sect behind them.
The rookie heroes in the East China Sea either make friends with each other, or test each other, fighting each other and grabbing various opportunities.
The slightly barbaric atmosphere of competition is much stronger than that in the cultivation world of Middle-earth. Grand events such as the Hundred Cities Competition are held in the East China Sea every ten years.
It is for this reason that a large number of talents have emerged in the East China Sea cultivation world, and they are gradually showing signs of overpowering Chixian Shenzhou.
The reason Fengyuan was able to be persuaded to come to Feng Ji to stand out was because of this... Feng Ji and Fan Xiang, as geniuses of the same generation, were natural enemies. He just gave them a reason.
Moreover, he knew that Feng Ji only had a small wisdom but no great wisdom. If he deliberately provoked a gap between him and Fan Xiang and told lies, it would definitely be counterproductive.
Only by being like this now... directly asking him to come forward, with Feng Ji's arrogance, can he take over everything and take the initiative to fight against Fan Xiang.
As expected, after listening to Fengyuan's story, Feng Ji showed a hint of displeasure on his face, and said coldly: "Although Brother Feng did something wrong in this matter, it was just an unintentional slip of the tongue. How could Fan be so insulted? With Shaoqing standing behind me, Xiang acted too ruthlessly, which really insulted my reputation for the righteous way of the East China Sea."
Fengyuan smiled bitterly and said: "It's useless for me to suffer some humiliation. It's just that I was defeated in the next move, which caused the younger generation of my hometown to suffer this humiliation. Feng is really guilty."
Feng Ji patted Fengyuan on the shoulder and said comfortingly: "Brother Feng, don't blame yourself. After all, Fan Xiang is the successor of Shao Qingzhen. It is normal for you to lose to him. However, the reputation of my ancestral state will not be left to foreigners." If someone tramples on me, Feng will take care of it."
Yan Qingyun, who was listening next to her, had her beautiful eyes twinkling and said softly: "I heard that Fan Xiang is already recognized as the number one person among the younger generation in the East China Sea. I didn't expect him to have such a ruthless character."
Hearing the beauty's words, Feng Ji felt even more dissatisfied. She snorted coldly and said, "Those sword madmen from Shaoqing have always been like this. They are arrogant and ignorant of etiquette. They don't take anyone seriously."
He paused and then said: "Fan Xiang just won the first place in a hundred-city competition. It would be premature to talk about the first place. Biyou Palace, although the true biography of Taihua Sect has not yet been Although he comes out of the mountain, his strength may not be inferior to Fan Xiang."
Yan Qingyun nodded after thinking for a while and said: "What brother Feng Dao said makes sense. Not to mention others, it is my prime female Taoist who is walking in the world. It is said that his talent is rare in thousands of years. It is impossible to say that he is better than Fan." How much is Hunan?"
Feng Ji raised his glass and took a long sip of wine, and said: "Why should Fairy Yan be humble? If Feng Mou is to speak, you will definitely not be worse than the secretive successor of Miaoyin Pavilion."
When Yan Qingyun heard this, he raised his hand slightly, pursed his lips and smiled softly, "Master Feng is really good at talking, how can Qingyun dare to compare with the successor of Miaoyin Pavilion?"
The charming charm that was inadvertently revealed, even Feng Ji, who has been among the flowers for a long time, and has seen many beauties, was moved by it.
Yan Qingyun asked softly again: "With Mr. Feng's vast knowledge, who can be called the number one person of this generation?"
Feng Ji pondered for a moment and said: "If we include the Nine Provinces and the Four Seas, Fan Xiang can also be among the best, but he is far from the first. Apart from anything else, as far as I know, Li You of Taiqing Sect has already cultivated the Nine Breaths Convincing Qi. The seed of my great supernatural power will be able to condense a first-grade golden elixir in the near future, and my soul will be hopeful."
"Also, Zhang Fuxiang, a true successor of this generation, has also cultivated the great magical power of Zongdi Jinguang. Although Fan Xiang has sharp swordsmanship and mastered the differentiation of sword light, sword energy, thunder and sound, and other superb swordsmanship killing moves. But compared with the above two, there should still be a long way to go.”
"Even Lin Lang of the Shenxiao Sect is only one step away from mastering the Five Thunders. He can achieve success in a few years at most. Compared with Fan Xiang, it is not certain who is stronger and who is weaker."
"And considering how vast the Earthly Immortal Realm is, it is impossible to say that there are still hidden geniuses who are far superior to us."
After Yan Qingyun listened carefully to Feng Ji's talk, he nodded and said, "Yes, with the vast knowledge of the Earthly Immortal Realm, who dares to claim to be number one?"
Her words were obviously just following the wind.
But inexplicably, Feng Ji remembered the shadow that had hung over him for nearly ten years, the name that could not be mentioned at home.
He quickly took a long breath in his heart, and then slowly calmed down the turmoil. At the same time, he secretly explained to himself: "Tang Yuan must be the reincarnation of some old man. There is no need for me to compare with him."
However, at the banquet afterwards, it was inevitable that he was a little absent-minded.
Yan Qingyun was left wondering if she had said something wrong. This young master of the Feng family had been fishing for a long time and was fine just now. Why did he suddenly become depressed and seemed to be a different person?
Until the end of the banquet, Feng Ji still looked the same, but she also promised Fengyuan that she would find a way to regain his face soon.
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At the same time, Tang Yuan also left Yecheng with the little fox, pointed in a certain direction, and flew towards the west of Zuzhou.
After flying like this for five days, a green island came into view. This place was actually the secret base of a notorious plundering sea cultivator nearby.
However, due to the holding of the Hundred Cities Competition, this group of plundering sea cultivators have suspended their old "business" for the past two years, and they have been honest.
After all, those true disciples of the righteous path wander around every day, looking for opportunities to act chivalrously and righteously. How can they dare to expose themselves?
Several people who did not believe in evil fell into the hands of Fan Xiang and others, which made him famous.
Tang Yuan also found out that this remote and inconspicuous island was the stronghold of the Black Wind Bandits because he had accidentally planted it on a monk under him.
Although they are just a group of ragtag pirates, the leader Heifeng is also a golden elixir monk. And it seems that this small island is actually covered by a large formation. Under the clouds and mist, it looks extremely secretive.
Just looking at this strength and background is no less than some small sects.
But in front of Tang Yuan, all of this was in vain. He broke into the formation without any hindrance, as if he had arrived in his own backyard.
In this way, we arrived at the main hall where the group of cultivators held a banquet, and then opened the door and entered.
As the door opened with a creaking sound, everyone who was enjoying themselves discovered that there was a stranger in the hall.
Hei Feng squinted his eyes and put down his wine glass, and said respectfully: "I wonder what this senior does to me, Hei Feng Thief?"
He was also quite discerning, and he knew that if Tang Yuan could walk here quietly, he must be someone difficult to deal with, and he couldn't judge just by his cultivation aura.
Tang Yuan Shiran walked to the middle of the banquet hall, took a jar of fine wine, and took a sip before saying: "I, Li Xuan, would like to lend your lives to use."
