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    When Qing Yan saw that Fang Ling ignored him, a trace of anger arose in his heart. As one of the bravest warriors in the tribe, he had his own pride.  ¡ð

    The reason why he greeted Xin Xiaoyu was because Xin Xiaoyu's father had a good relationship with him in the past. Now seeing Fang Ling acting so condescendingly, he couldn't help but said: "Xiaoyu, you are still young. The situation outside is  It¡¯s very complicated, maybe you¡­¡±

    Before the words "I was cheated" were uttered, I saw someone flying over quickly from a distance. While flying, the person said loudly: "Qinghuo of the Qingsha Tribe, pay my respects to my senior!"

    Qing Huo is wearing a brown Taoist robe. He is in his fifties, and half of his hair is gray.

    But when he ran over, all the tribal disciples showed respect on their faces.

    But Qing Huo had no time to pay attention to them at this time. He looked at Fang Ling respectfully. Although he could not see Fang Ling's cultivation level, he knew very well in his heart that Fang Ling was definitely not someone they could offend.

    If Fang Ling gets angry, he can turn their entire Qingsha tribe into ashes with just a wave of his hand.

    His heart was full of fear for the arrival of such a being. After all, for their entire tribe, such a person was a blessing or a curse.

    So he looked at Fang Ling with the most respectful eyes, fearing that he might have offended this important figure in his eyes.

    Fang Ling smiled and said, "No need to be polite. I only have two things to do when I come to your tribe this time. I will leave as soon as I finish them."

    "Senior, this is not the place to talk. Please go to my humble home." The green fire breathed a big sigh of relief, no matter what.  As long as this senior doesn't come here to cause trouble, that's fine.

    Xin Xiaoyu¡¯s eyes widened, although she knew that her master was no ordinary person.  But what she saw still surprised her.

    In her eyes, Qing Huo, as the great elder of the tribe, is a god-like existence.  It can even be said that Green Fire can even dominate the life and death of everyone in the entire tribe.

    But now, Qinghuo treats his master so respectfully. Just now, he thought that his master should be someone like the great elder Qinghuo.

    "No, I'm going to Xin Xiaoyu's house. Come with me!" Fang Ling waved his hand towards Qing Huo.

    Who is Xin Xiaoyu?  The Qinghuo Great Elder didn't know at all, so he looked at Fang Ling with a trace of doubt on his face.

    "Elder, this is Xin Xiaoyu, and her home is over there." Qing Yan, a tribal warrior, hurriedly explained to Qing Huo.

    From the gate, you can see Xin Xiaoyu's shabby home at a glance. Looking at Xin Xiaoyu's tattered clothes, Qing Huo suddenly felt his heart start to beat.

    ¡°Could it be that Xin Xiaoyu¡¯s ancestor had some relationship with this senior?  If this is the case, the situation in Xin Xiaoyu's family is that he, the elder, has not taken enough care of him.

    Thoughts were running through his mind, but on the surface he still said hurriedly: "Yes. Senior, please go ahead."

    When Qing Huo knew that Xin Xiaoyu had been accepted as a disciple by Fang Ling, his face suddenly turned red.

    This time, I turned red with excitement.  Although Xin Xiaoyu and his family are outsiders to the tribe, there are people they look up to.  It should even be the existence of Jin Dan that accepts Xin Xiaoyu as a disciple, so Xin Xiaoyu's future achievements will definitely be insignificant.

    But no matter how he looked at Xin Xiaoyu's body.  You can't even see that this Xin Xiaoyu has any wonderful and enviable qualities.

    There are really no words to describe Xin Xiaoyu¡¯s home except for the four words ¡°family with four walls¡±.

    When Fang Ling and the others pushed the door open, they saw a pale-faced woman lying weakly on the stone bed.  Next to the woman, a skinny and short child was lying on his back, playing with the stones in his hand boredly.

    When the woman saw Xin Xiaoyu returning, there was a hint of joy in her eyes. She struggled to stand up, but her strength really did not allow her to make any big movements.

    When Fang Ling saw this woman, he couldn't help but feel dark in his heart. From his perspective, if this woman didn't get any treatment, her vitality would only be enough to sustain her for half a year.

    In other words, if he hadn't met himself, his disciple, the future life would have been even more difficult.

    "Mom, this is my master!" Xin Xiaoyu quickly ran over, helped her mother up, and said softly.

    The woman's eyes looked at Fang Ling, but there was a hint of wariness in her expression when she looked at Fang Ling.

    How could Fang Ling not see this woman's expression?  If not for thisThis person is Xin Xiaoyu's mother, and Fang Ling will never pay attention to her.

    But at this moment, he had to ignore it. After all, this woman was the mother of his disciple. He smiled at the woman and said, "My name is Fang Ling, and I want to accept Xiaoyu as my disciple."

    "But Xiaoyushe doesn't have the foundation to practice. Whywhy do you want to accept her as a disciple?"

    The woman¡¯s voice was intermittent, but there was a glimmer of wisdom in her words.

    This woman actually knew that Xin Xiaoyu didn¡¯t have the skills to practice!  For a moment, Fang Ling became interested in Xin Xiaoyu's mother.

    ¡°After all, whether a person has the foundation for cultivation is something that ordinary people cannot tell.  Seeing Xin Xiaoyu's mother finally become nervous, Fang Ling smiled and said, "My disciple doesn't need any bones."

    "A person with a good foundation may not be able to become my disciple, and a person with a bad foundation may not be able to practice."

    While speaking, Fang Ling patted his Little Universe Bag, and a jade bottle flew out. He handed it to Xin Xiaoyu and said, "Let your mother take this, and it will cure your mother's disease."

    While speaking, Fang Ling took out a large plate of fairy fruits enshrined to him by the Five Poison Sect of Shang Domain, and then walked out.

    Qing Huo's eyes were wide open at this time. At this time, he had no doubt that as long as this Patriarch Fang wanted him to be his disciple, he would definitely rush forward and hug this Patriarch Fang tightly.  thigh.

    Among this plate of fruits, he only recognized the smallest one, the Dragon Breath Fruit, which was twenty years ago.  He went to pay tribute to the 200th birthday of a Jindan master. A Jindan master from afar took the Dragon Breath Fruit as a birthday gift.

    Although it¡¯s just one.  But it was enshrined as the most precious gift by the Jindan master who was in charge of this place.

    And now, Fang Ling dropped a large plate of fairy fruit.  The Dragon's Breath Fruit is the most inconspicuous fruit, just like an ordinary Elaeagnus jujube. I got hundreds of them.

    It would be great if you could give me one!

    But he didn¡¯t dare to express his thoughts to this Patriarch Fang. If he was not satisfied, his own skin

    Not to mention the younger sister from Xin Xiaoyu¡¯s family who rushed to eat the fruit and the whimpering sounds that came from time to time, Fang Ling stood at the door and asked Qing Huo about the situation here.

    According to Qing Huo¡¯s introduction.  This place is called the Endless Sand Sea. Even he doesn't know how big this endless sand sea is.

    He only knew that there was a Huorong Mountain five hundred miles away from the endless sand sea. On the Huorong Mountain, there was a Jindan Zhenren named Dayue Zhenren.

    They are all under the command of Da Yue Zhenren within a radius of five thousand miles. As for whether there is anyone above Da Yue Zhenren.  He doesn't know.

    "As for Zong Zhou in Fang Ling's mouth, in his mouth, he only heard people say, as to where Zong Zhou is on their side.  He couldn't figure it out either.

    This is Zhou Territory. As a monk in Zhou Territory, he can't figure out where Zong Zhou is. Fang Ling's evaluation of Qing Huo.  A few points lower.

    After casually chatting for a few words about Taoism, Qing Huo's eyes became more and more excited.  Many questions troubled his mind.  Just a few words from Fang Ling gave him a feeling of enlightenment.

    If it weren¡¯t for Fang Ling¡¯s lukewarm attitude towards him.  Maybe he would just kneel down and worship Fang Ling as his disciple.

    Half an hour later, Xin Xiaoyu accompanied her mother and walked out. As for her little sister, she looked contented. She held a big fairy peach in her hand and bit into the fairy peach vigorously.  .

    Although most of the spiritual energy of this fairy peach is in the pulp, as cracks appear in the fairy peach, the dense spiritual energy still floats towards the surrounding heaven and earth.

    Qing Huo licked his lips vigorously, feeling secretly distressed. He wanted to tell that innocent little girl that this was not how the fairy fruit was eaten.

    But Fang Ling's indifferent expression made all his thoughts suppressed in his heart.  Ancestor Fang still doesn't care, so why should he, an outsider, point fingers and meddle in other people's business?

    "The little girl Xin Jie pays homage to the immortal master." Xin Xiaoyu's mother, who had regained her energy, bowed respectfully to Fang Ling.

    When we met just now, Xin Xiaoyu's mother was skinny and skinny, looking like she was about to die soon. But now, this woman looks very beautiful.  That rosy face made many of the guarding tribal warriors swallow their saliva.

    It turns out that this lady from the Xin family is so beautiful!

    Fang Ling nodded and said gently: "Xiaoyu is very fond of me and has been accepted as my disciple. Are you and her sister willing to continue living in this tribe, or follow me back to the mountain gate?"

    Xin JieUnexpectedly, she hesitated for Fang Ling to be so straightforward. Just as she was about to speak, a strong wind blew from the distance.

    With the strong wind, a khaki-colored Dharma boat was seen flying from a distance. The Dharma boat was a hundred feet long. It was driving on the wild sand, and it stirred up a sandstorm all over the sky.

    Fang Ling frowned. Such a sandstorm would naturally not be able to touch his body, but the unruly behavior of these people made him feel quite unhappy.

    Just when he frowned slightly, the Dharma boat was heading straight towards the oasis where the tribe was located.

    That dashing look showed no intention of changing course.

    Seeing the fast approaching Dharma boat, Qing Huo's expression changed. He shouted loudly: "The Dharma boat is passing by. Let everyone get out of the house quickly and avoid it."

    Although the warriors of several tribes looked a little frightened in front of the speeding Dharma Boat, they couldn't help but said loudly: "Great Elder, most of our supplies are in the house. If they are overwhelmed"

    ¡°People are the most important, we¡¯ll talk about the rest later!¡± Qing Huo waved his hand and said resolutely.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!

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