Chapter 447

After coming out of the Dao Zhan Secret Realm, Fang Yuan rested for three days. During these three days, the Immortal League was also busy with some matters, but temporarily put the result of the Dao Zhan in the second place. Fang Yuan also understood the reason, this time the incident was too big.

In order to resist the catastrophe, the Immortal Alliance has always had goodwill towards all major forces in the world. No matter the demons and evil factions, they can win them over, and they will try their best to win them over. Some old enemies and new grievances can be ignored. The purpose of all this is to jointly fight against the catastrophe.

It is even said that to a certain extent, the fairy alliance is not just the fairy alliance of the human race, but the fairy alliance of various factions in this world. It does not represent not only the interests of the human race, but the interests of the entire world, but there are more monks in the human race.

In the Immortal League, there are even many monsters, evil cultivators, and demon cultivators who are also in high positions. However, their number is not many, and in addition to a great change a thousand years ago, many died, but now they are not many.

But in any case, Xianmeng's attitude has always been clear.

This time, inviting the envoys from the Demon Territory to Zhongzhou to observe the ceremony was originally such a friendly act.

But who would have thought that this messenger was actually under the command of the Lord of Darkness, harboring evil intentions?

Although the blood messenger was finally beheaded by the Tianjiao and did not cause a catastrophe, but this matter cannot be left alone.

Is this emissary the real little prince Xinze?

Did he come here this time because of the intention of the Lord of Darkness, or was it because Yaoyu was already aware of this matter?

All of this must be investigated thoroughly, otherwise, who can feel at ease?

It can be said that the consequences of such an incident are far beyond the imagination of all cultivators.

But for Fang Yuan and the others, this is something to be said. Naturally, someone from the Xianmeng made a special trip to deal with this matter. They just need to rest for the time being. After three days, they will gather in front of the mountain and wait for the result of the battle from the Xianmeng...

Now, in these three days, the news that the Lord of Darkness sent the blood envoys to fight against the secret realm, and was beheaded by the Tianjiao, spread all over the Central Province. This incident not only deepened the impression of countless people on the Lord of Darkness, but also made the names of Fang Yuan and others widely spread. Under the crowd, some good people began to name them.

"Xiao Qijun?"

Fang Yuan, who was reading a book comfortably in the small courtyard, was a little curious when he heard Steward Sun's excited gossip. He didn't understand that Senior Brother Sun didn't want to go back to blacksmithing, but he ran to his small courtyard excitedly and said what he was doing.

"yes!"

Steward Sun poured a pot of tea and said excitedly, "This is what the outside world calls you now!"

After talking and explaining, Fang Yuan finally understood.

It turned out that in this battle, he, Li Baihu, the white-robed swordsman of Xijianchi, Li Hongxiao, the little princess of Jiuchongtian, Wei Yuzi, the Tianjiao of the East China Sea, Wei Longjue, the mysterious martial artist, Xu Yuren, the first disciple of the Qingliu sect, and Song Longzhu, a loose cultivator, contributed the most and made the most contributions.

Fang Yuan was a little puzzled when he heard this, and said with a wry smile, "Let's just be the Seven Lords, why do you need to add a small character?"

Steward Sun laughed when he heard this, and said: "You don't understand. The name of the Little Seven Monarchs is a kind of recognition. Maybe you haven't heard of it. In Zhongzhou, there are many arrogances who come from great traditions and aristocratic families. They are not comparable to us mudlegs. They don't bother to participate in this Dao battle. They represent the real generation of arrogance in Zhongzhou. St. Bajie and the like..."

"Four sages and eight masters?"

Fang Yuan heard this, and thought, this name is not as nice as ours...

Guanshi Sun said with a smile: "These four sages and eight masters are now the most promising juniors in the Zhongzhou practice circle for hundreds of years. Some have already formed the Supreme Nascent Soul, and some are still in the Golden Core realm, but no matter what, they are all amazingly talented people, representing the twelve people with the most potential in the Zhongzhou practice circle. Curly!"

"Now everyone calls you the Little Seven Monarchs, and together you are the Four Sages and Eight Heroes, the Little Seven Monarchs. This is a kind of recognition, which means that they have regarded you seven as the generation of arrogance like the Four Sages and Eight Heroes. This is destined to be famous all over the world!"

Seeing Guanshi Sun's excited face, Fang Yuan really didn't know where he heard this kind of chat, so he had to smile helplessly: "This is just a chat after everyone's tea and drink, I'm afraid it's not accurate, and no one can call us like that. We are really qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with those great families and nobles? How can there be such a good thing in this world?"

"Junior Brother Fang, you just want to be angry!"

Steward Sun smiled slightly after hearing this, and said, "Fame is something that is just passed on and spread out. Maybe now, this name is only passed on by a small number of people in private, but it has been passed on for a long time, and everyone will recognize it!"

Even Fang Yuan, after thinking about it carefully, felt that what Sun Guanshi said was not unreasonable.

Fame has its own reasons, but it should not be underestimated. It is uncertain whether it will bring any benefits or problems in the future.

Of course, you can't take it too seriously now.

Many casual cultivators are probably just saying they are happy, giving them such a name, but they don't know what's going on, just like Li Hongxiao, the little princess of the Nine Heavens, and Li Baihu, the white-robed swordsman of Xijianchi.

In the eyes of others, Wei Longjue wasn't even Zidan, and he was named Xiao Qijun, but no one mentioned the astonishingly powerful Zidan monks such as Meng Guiwang and Zhang Tuozi, which might cause some unnecessary struggles and troubles...

Of course, Fang Yuan himself did not reject this title in his heart.

Those six people had fought side by side with him and joined forces to eliminate demons, and he respected them very much in his heart.

"correct……"

As soon as he remembered the name of fighting side by side and joining forces to eliminate demons, Fang Yuan suddenly remembered something, and said with a smile: "What about the Lei brothers, the two of them have helped a lot. To a certain extent, their contribution should be even greater..."

I remembered that in the secret realm at that time, the little prince Xinze vomited the blood demon bone and forced everyone. No matter who he pointed at at that time, everyone faced the risk of perishing, even Li Baihu and Li Hongxiao were no exception.

Speaking of it this way, among the little seven gentlemen, everyone owes a favor to the Lei brothers.

But when these two people were mentioned, Guanshi Sun smiled wryly, and said: "What's more, Mrs. Lei didn't change her nature, and secretly asked the disciples to bring in the artifact. Thinking about it afterwards, the people in Xianmeng were also very angry, and they almost let this old man play tricks again. But fortunately, by chance, these two brothers did a great job, and Xianmeng is not easy to trouble Mrs. Lei!"

"However, after all, because of this incident, the cultivators are still not very optimistic about the strength of the Lei brothers themselves. Now, when the Immortal League announces the results of the Taoist battle, see if the ranking of the Lei brothers will be cancelled!"

"The end result?"

Fang Yuan was also slightly lost in thought when he heard this, and he sighed for a long time.

There are too many variables in this Dao battle, and he doesn't know which ranking he will win the most.

But come to think of it, it won't be too bad!

Thinking about it again, he won the leader of the other formations, pills, and talismans, and then Guan Ao won another leader for himself. If each leader rewarded himself to study in the scripture cave of Langya Pavilion for three months, it would have been a full year.

After all, in this Dao battle, he also discovered his own weakness.

That is, based on the current state of cultivation, he actually lacks some offensive means in terms of supernatural powers.

And this is precisely because he has no inheritance of immortal law.

If you have so much time to read all the world's classics at will, there is hope to deduce it.

The more important point is that Zhao Zhizhen, the inspector of the Xianmeng, once reminded himself that if Dao Zhan entered the top three, there would be some unexpected rewards. Now he is also looking forward to it, and wants to see what it is.

But now, I can only be patient and wait for three days to come.

After some recuperation, he read and practiced his sword, reflected on the gains and losses in this dao battle, and took the time to check the results of Guan Ao's reading during this period. Three days passed quickly. On this day, Fang Yuan changed into a green shirt, and called back Guan Ao, who was still holding a pot and chasing the white cat to catch the cat's urine, forcing him to change into a light yellow Confucian robe...

Guan Ao is so big, with the Confucian robe on his body, there is no room for his hands and feet.

Asking Fang Yuan with a bitter face, "Do I have to wear this?"

Fang Yuan nodded seriously, and said: "Of course, you are also the leader, so naturally you can't be too shabby..."

Guan Ao burst into tears, and said: "If you don't think it's shabby, you can just change into other robes. I think those wealthy landowners in the country wear them very well. When I was young, I always envied them. How about I change into a big padded jacket embroidered with copper coins?"

Fang Yuan glared at him: "Don't even think about it, Senior Brother Sun sewed this Confucian robe for you himself!"

That's all, I patiently explained to him: "Ever since you took the head of the swordsmanship, I found that you must read books. Reading can make you understand, and understanding is the first thing to straighten your mind, and if you straighten your mind, you should start by wearing this Confucian robe..."

When Guan Ao heard the word "reading", Guan Ao felt pain in his heart.

This time Fang Yuan asked him to study hard before participating in the Taoist war, but he really didn't read it. When Fang Yuan came back to check, he hit him several times angrily, and his palms were almost swollen. Will he continue to live like this in the future?

This made Guan Ao want to cry, and looked at Fang Yuan pitifully: "Brother Fang, you have changed..."