After Ling Feng disappeared, there was a strange connection between Fang Yun and the main hall. Just like holding a mobile phone in your hand in the previous life, you can turn it on when you want, turn it off when you want, and you can control everything by yourself.
Although I have read such scenes in books more than once, there is still a big difference between experiencing it personally and conjecturing it from the sidelines.
According to Fang Yun's usual personality, he would naturally satisfy his curiosity immediately, discover the secrets of the Tao Palace, and see his own inherited skills and so on.
Some people in this world are so special. Even if you just met or even just chatted for a while, they will make you feel special and want to be close to them.
And obviously, Ling Feng is such a person.
In less than half an hour of one-sided communication, Fang Yun became very curious about Ling Feng, and his departure even made Fang Yun feel a little sad.
Lonely, arrogant, paranoid, crazy, deeply affectionate, and caring for the younger generation...this is Fang Yun's evaluation of Ling Feng.
"If you were still alive, I would definitely get to know you and have a good drink! What a pity..."
Fang Yun shook his head and bowed deeply to show his respect for Ling Feng.
It's a pity that Fang Yun's respect will turn into speechlessness in less than two days. But it’s not that Fang Yun’s evaluation of Ling Feng is wrong, it’s that Ling Feng is too... (Ahem.)
Fang Yun walked to the Grand Master's chair and sat down cross-legged. He was about to follow Ling Feng's instructions and close his eyes to sense the location of the technique. Who knows...
"Boss, are you there?"
Um? Who is talking to me... Fang Yun looked around, thinking that someone would suddenly appear, but after looking around, there was no one.
Could it be a weapon spirit? Tsk... Fang Yun couldn't help but sigh that the world of cultivation is magical, and the novel is not a lie.
However……
"If you fart, just let it go...you won't die!" A strong chewing sound mixed with eating broke Fang Yun's reverie.
Um... While Fang Yun was feeling embarrassed, he stood up suddenly and looked around for the source of the sound.
"Hey, boss. Are there any acquaintances of yours in Guanqing Palace?" This voice was very magnetic, but it was also full of doglegs.
"Who the hell knows those duplicitous villains? No!" replied a rude voice.
One is a bitch, the other is rude... Fang Yun sneered at these two people.
"That's great."
The loser cheered, then gritted his teeth: "Granny, they dare not give me face and prevent them from vomiting blood. In this world of cultivation, I will have no shame in the future!"
"Is it so serious? Did you fail to snatch the woman?" the rude man teased.
"How can that be possible? I've never experienced failure in such a trivial matter." The dog-legged man said in a rather complacent tone.
As the two continued to chat, Fang Yun finally discovered the source of the sound - four small jade cups on the table.
The styles of these four cups are the same, but the colors are different. They are gray white, lavender, light cyan, and light blue. The shape is primitive and simple, and they all have a touch of brilliance. You can tell at a glance that they are very valuable.
Fang Yun didn't buy the four cups at all at first, thinking they were just more expensive jade cups.
After careful observation, I discovered that the light cyan light was relatively dim in comparison, and when the dog-legged man's voice sounded, the light of the gray-white cup would flicker. When the rude man spoke, the light on the lavender cup flashed.
Rude man: "I'm telling you, don't spend too much time on things like women. Open your horizons, work hard to improve your strength, and then come with me to do big things. This is the business!"
A rude, low-end gangster who doesn't respect women... Fang Yun redefined the image of the lavender cup in his mind.
"Boss, you know... Damn it! Damn it..." The dog-legged man seemed to have discovered something terrible. After suddenly shouting, he continued to utter unbearable modalities.
"Are you listening to me? What are you talking about?" The rude, low-end gangster who doesn't respect women is very dissatisfied with the performance of the dog-legged man, and his tone is very stiff.
The dog-legged man screamed incoherently: "Boss... big. It's lit, it's lit! The palace is lit! Damn it!"
Is the Taoist palace lit? It seems that I am the light blue cup... Fang Yun understood instantly based on the dog-legged man's words.
"What am I showing off...huh?" The rude and low-end gangster who didn't respect women hesitated to speak. After a while, he said, "Damn it, it's really showing off."
"Three years, three years! Hahaha, boss, we are finally four people again!"
"Hey, hey, the new guy in Dao Palace, are you a boy or a girl?"
…
"Why don't you speak? Is it possible that you are shy? As a heir of the Dao Palace, what are you talking about?"
You are such a bitchy and talkative man, do you think I don’t want to talk? Damn... Fang Yun scratched his head in anxiety.
Fortunately, the rude man who didn't respect women noticed it and said, "Are you bothered? He must have just received the inheritance and hasn't discovered the secret yet."
Yes, yes, you should be more sensible... Fang Yun seemed to have seen the light in the darkness, and immediately cut him a few words.
"Oh oh oh, what the boss said makes sense, it really wakes up the dreamer." The dog-legged man slapped him in the face, and then said doubtfully: "But, it has been so long, the fool should have discovered it. Bar?"
"Uh... that's true." The rude and foul-mouthed man who didn't respect women felt justified and guessed: "Could it be that he is a little fat sheep?"
Little Sheep, why does this guy's mouth smell so bad... Fang Yun was so angry that his teeth itched.
Dog-legged Man: "New here, the layout of our space sacred instruments is similar. Look at the long table in the Dao Palace space. There should be four things that are together and glowing on the long table, and then the mind is integrated into it. Just say what you want to say.”
Go, I really want to make myself cry, how could I forget such a simple thing... Fang Yun, who is used to playing with mobile phones, subconsciously thought that there were some mechanisms or buttons on it.
Fang Yun sensed what the dog-legged man said, and then tried to say the snake oil opening words: "Hello everyone."
"Hahaha, good, good, good," the dog-legged man said with a smile.
The rude and foul-mouthed man who didn't respect women gave a vague hum, presumably still eating.
"I wonder which lineage of the Immortal Sect you two are from?" Fang Yun asked.
…
Countless miles away from Fang Yun, an impossibly handsome man was lying on a white jade bed, suddenly stunned.
"Xianmen? Where does this stupid young man come from? Is it a small place? Or is it Boss Ling..." A very vulgar smile gradually appeared on the corner of the man's mouth.
"I am the Immortal Sect Ghost Sect." A dog-legged voice sounded.
Immortal gate? I guess it's Ling Feng's masterpiece, right? Ling Feng is as screwed as ever... On the other side, a burly man with red hair and an aura of wildness and violence all over his body is holding his chin in one hand and holding a meter-long thigh in the other, his eyes shining. .
"I am the Demon Sect of the Immortal Sect, what is your strength now?"
"It's a pleasure to meet you, it's a pleasure to meet you... I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. I have just led the spirits and I don't know much about my strength yet." Fang Yun felt a little embarrassed and asked instead: "I wonder what I call my two senior brothers?"
"You... forget it. Gui Si, just tell Little Sheep."
The foul-mouthed and rude man who doesn't respect women wanted to say something, but lost interest in talking. It seemed like explaining to the little sheep would take a lot of energy.
Little Sheep? You are the little fat sheep, and the whole family is the little fat sheep... Fang Yunyou was deeply insulted.
"Boss, I am no longer the last one. I am the third ghost. Please pay attention next time." Gouzizi reminded him gently, and then said solemnly: "For newcomers, unless the other party wants to tell you, they don't ask about their origin, name, or location. This is the rule of the immortal sect. As for the reason, you know .”
Each sect of the Immortal Sect is a master who will be targeted by all parties once exposed. They will blindly tell each other their details unless they are impatient!
As for the reason, it’s very simple!
On the one hand, it is said that we know people and faces but not their hearts. Moreover, we don’t even know each other’s faces. Although the four sects of the Immortal Sect are one family, it does not mean that they are close to each other, and it is not impossible for the other party to reveal it. On the other hand, it still depends on whether the opponent is strong enough. If he is caught and tortured...
Fang Yun thought for a while, suddenly realized, and said apologetically: "Yes, yes, it's my fault that I'm ignorant."
The loser said nonchalantly: "It's okay, it's okay. You just came here, so it's normal that you don't understand."
A foul-mouthed and rude man who doesn't respect women: "In the world of cultivation, the descendants of my Demon Sect are always called Demon Lord. Little Sheep, you can call me Demon Lord."
The dog leg played steadily, and then the Demon Lord said: "The Demon Lord is the strongest among the four of us, and the first to join the Immortal Sect. As for my words..."
The dog-legged man coughed and continued: "I am the third one, huh! You can call me Ghostly Handsome."
Why do we need to emphatically mention first-come, first-served? Are you being oppressed? Also, this handsome guy should be handsome... Fang Yun has black lines all over his head. He really wants to see what kind of weirdo this guy is who is a bitch, a talkative, and a narcissist.
Fang Yun thought for a while, with a hint of bad humor on his lips, and said: "I have seen the Demon King, the handsome ghost, you can call me Li Er!"
