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    Standing in the hall, looking at Chu Fangtian who looked like a lamb about to be slaughtered, Tu Dawei felt an indescribable joy in his heart.  .  x.  In the past ten years, although Fang Ling had not targeted him very much, his lack of affection for him had caused him to lose most of his power.

    Not to mention Chu Fangtian, who is closest to Fang Ling, even Lin Ying, the leader of the third village, can speak better than him in this village.  Although he was angry in his heart, he had to show a respectful look.

    Just when he thought he would live in the shadow of Fang Ling for the rest of his life, he never expected that this hateful guy Fang Ling would follow Zhao Chunli to a gathering of foundation-building monks.  This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that he is gone and will never come back.  This made Tu Dawei overjoyed and overjoyed.  However, with Xiaotong, a girl at the ninth level of Qi training, suppressing her at that time, he did not dare to show it too much.  Until a few days ago, he went to the county town not far away to inquire about the news, and met this Master Mi Xian who was killing people and stealing goods.

    Although his cultivation level is not as good as that of Mi Immortal Master, his scheming is much more gloomy than that of Mi Immortal Master.  After understanding Master Mi's nature and methods, he led the greedy and lustful Master Mi to Luo'ou Mountain.  Now even the King with Hair is no match for Master Mi, and his good days are about to come!  I hope Master Mi Xian will just throw them to him after he gets tired of playing with Jiang Qingyue.  Over the years, he has put a lot of thought into Jiang Qingyue, who has various postures.  But with Fang Ling pressing down, he could only watch helplessly.  Every time I dreamed back at midnight, thinking of Jiang Qingyue's frail appearance, it was like eating twenty-five little mice in one mouthful, with hundreds of claws scratching my heart, and I couldn't sleep at night.  The voice was not loud, but it was extremely weighty.  Listening to it gives people a chill in their hearts.  Tu Dawei was too familiar with this voice.  He couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart.  He blurted out: "Fang Ling!"

    The impression Fang Ling left on him was so profound, the moment he said the word Fang Ling.  He only had one idea, and that was to find a place to hide for a while.  But when his eyes fell on Master Mi Xian's face, he couldn't help but laugh at himself again. This was really frightening. Master Mi Xian could even suppress the King with Hair.  Let alone Fang Ling.

    Immortal Master Na Mi also put down his wine glass and looked at the direction where he was speaking.  But outside the hall, a man in a green robe walked in with his head held high.  This man's aura made him a little bit unclear, but he didn't take it to heart.  Among the foundation-building monks, except for a few important figures in the sect, Mi Changliang has never been afraid of anyone.  He lay down lazily on the tiger-skin chair.  Mi Changliang smiled faintly and said: "Are you Fang Ling? Very good, you came just in time. For the sake of our fellow disciples, I will let you participate in my concubine-taking celebration, and then pack your things. Hurry up.  Get out of Luo'ou Mountain." Fang Ling looked at Mi Changliang calmly and said nothing.  And Tu Dawei had already shouted loudly: "Fang Ling, did you hear what Immortal Mi said? Are you deaf? You can't even say yes!"

    "Why do you occupy my Luoou Mountain?" Fang Ling sat down not far from Chu Fangtian, glanced at the hairless king who was resisting the Six Poison Soul-Chasing Flags, and asked in a calm voice.  .

    Mi Changliang chuckled and said: "If you want to say why, I have a lot of things to rely on. For example, I am stronger than you, and my master is still Jin Dan! With these, it is enough, don't you think?"  ¡­

    "It's not enough, it's not even close!" As Fang Ling spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab the black smoke that was about to break through the defense of the Hairy King. A half-foot-wide palm instantly fell on the black smoke, which was originally swallowing the raging smoke.  The python, which was radiating the white light of the Heavenly King's magic weapon, all disappeared under this grasp.

    "Bang!" A soft sound came from the Six Poison Soul Chasing Flag held by Mi Changliang.  Mi Changliang lowered his head and looked at the Six Poison Soul-Chasing Flag, and saw a half-foot-long hole in the small black flag.  This discovery made Mi Changliang furious. The Six Poison Soul-Chasing Banner was his master's beloved magic weapon. He had made great contributions to give it to him this time. Unexpectedly, it was destroyed even after being used a few times.  Got it!

    "You, how dare you destroy my magic weapon, I'm not done with you!" As he spoke, Mi Changliang patted his Small Universe Bag and slashed at Fang Ling crazily with a three-foot-long bloody scimitar.  Come down.

    Facing the scimitar, Fang Ling sneered, pinched the magic formula in his hand, and a flame instantly fell on the scimitar. In an instant, the blood-red scimitar fell to the ground like a piece of scrap metal.

    ¡°Three flavors of true fire, golden elixir of truth!¡± The hairless king who had just put away the Five Ghost Slaying Immortal Sword yelled with panic in his voice.

    The Mi Changliang magic weapon was destroyed, and his face became extremely pale. At this moment, when he heard the cry of the Haired King, he stood up from the tiger skin throne. He looked at Fang Ling in disbelief.  His eyes were filled with disbelief and fear.

    "Master Jin Dan, these four words are like a big mountain, hammering hardOn his mind.  What Jin Dan Zhenren is, that is an invincible existence.  In their eyes, he is a person who can control their life and death according to his words and actions.  Fang Ling ignored Mi Changliang's surprise, but looked at the Hairless King and said, "I got a chance a few days ago and finally got a step closer. Brother Ma, I haven't seen you for many days. How are you doing?"

    The eyes of the hairless king were filled with envy.  By chance, he has been pursuing it for so many years, just to take a step further and become a real Jin Dan?  But for so many years, he has not improved at all in his magic power, and Fang Ling is now a master of Jindan.

    "Brother Fang Dao No, Uncle Fang, have you really become the real person of Jindan?" After saying this, the Pihaired Heavenly King felt that his lips were a little dry. He had not felt this way for who knows how many years.  .  Among his contemporaries, no one has become Jindan in the past ten years. Just when he was trying to figure out who would be the next Jindan Master, he did not expect that Jindan Master would appear in his life.  around.

    Fang Ling nodded, confirming the words of the King with Hair.

    After a period of disappointment, Pifa Tianwang¡¯s heart was filled with more joy.  He and Fang Ling already had a good relationship, and they came to the rescue this time.  This is the so-called help in times of need, and Fang Ling will definitely remember his kindness.  As long as Fang Ling is here, it means he has an extra supporter!

    At this moment, Mi Changliang felt that he had been kicked into an iron plate, but after a moment of panic, he quickly calmed down.  He patted his sleeves gently and saluted Fang Ling in a very cool manner: "Hello, Master Fang. My nephew congratulates Master Fang for his enlightenment of the Golden Elixir. My master, Yu Wen Chenggang, Master of Baiyou Mountain, this time my nephew  "Reckless, I will definitely give you a generous gift after you go back and report it to your master."

    Mi Changliang¡¯s words can be described as painstaking.  He said it respectfully, because he wanted to give Fang Ling, the golden elixir master, a little face.  But secretly, he pointed out to Fang Ling that my master is Yuwen Chenggang and I am his proud disciple. Let this matter go. If you can't offend my master, you'd better not offend me.

    "A disciple of Yuwen Chenggang?" Fang Ling glanced at Mi Changliang again, his voice even more indifferent.

    Mi Changliang smiled softly and said: "Yes, I am the second disciple of my master, and my master always cares about me."¡­

    "Then how should we solve this matter?" Fang Ling smiled softly, with a hint of negotiation in his words.

    "Great Immortal Master, the auspicious time has come. I have brought you two brides!" A woman who was smeared with makeup and powdered all over her body in red and green walked in with her waist twisted and her face covered with three layers of powder.  above, full of charming smiles.

    Mi Changliang looked at this woman, and immediately thought of that charming little beauty, and felt a little reluctant to part with her.  Thinking of the evil reputation of his master and the newly promoted Jindan monk, he could not help but feel more courageous: "Uncle Fang, it is said that I would rather demolish ten temples than destroy a marriage. That little boy and I  Miss Tong is a talented and beautiful girl. I think it¡¯s better for Master Fang to help us. Then you and our master will have a relationship, which will be good for both you and me!"

    Looking at Mi Changliang's look, Fang Ling smiled faintly and said: "My nephew's proposal is actually quite good, but I have a better proposal. Wait a minute, I will use the Thousand Ghosts Burning Soul Technique to kill you, my nephew."  After practicing for thirty days on top of Luoou Mountain, I believe your master will have a deeper impression on me."

    Mi Changliang was not sure what the Soul-Burning Technique of Thousand Ghosts was, but just hearing the name gave him a chilling feeling in his heart.  He stared at Fang Ling tightly with his eyes, and said with a hint of fear in his mouth: "You can't do this to me. My master is the Lord of Baiyou Mountain. If you do this, you are provoking my master's majesty!"

    "Really?" Fang Ling said this and took a step towards Mi Changliang.  During this step, his diamond-like consciousness instantly unfolded.  Mi Changliang, who was standing in front of him, felt that the person standing in front of him was heaven and earth, which made him unable to resist and made him kneel on the ground unconsciously.

    "I don't care about your master's majesty, but you dare to run wild in my Luoou Mountain. If I don't give you something powerful to try, who will care about my majesty!" As Fang Ling spoke, he pinched his fingers and Qianhun  The bell was released, and thousands of ghost figures instantly surrounded Mi Changliang.

    When Mi Changliang was speaking, the King with Hair and Hair wanted to open his mouth to say something for him, but Fang Ling's majestic words forced the King with Hair and Hair to swallow back the words that came to his lips.

    The majesty of Jindan Zhenren cannot be violated!  )

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