Chapter 589 Golden Bridge Avenue

The man with three vertical golden lines on his forehead has a very high level of cultivation!

This was Fang Yuan's first impression after seeing this man.

There is no doubt that this is a Supreme Nascent Soul again, and judging from the feeling that this person gave Fang Yuan, his background is probably not just the Supreme Nascent Soul, there should be some other means of suppressing the bottom of the box.

Realizing this, he sighed slightly in his heart, how difficult it is to achieve the Supreme Nascent Soul, how many years he had to endure in Langya Pavilion and Xueyuan to achieve it. Originally at this level, he had enough foundation to dominate the land of a state, call himself the ancestor, and let his disciples and grandchildren take good care of him. How could he have thought of the South China Sea, but seen so many?

But if you think about it carefully, you have to admit that this is reality.

In this world, you are not the only one who is qualified to call himself a proud man, and you are not the only one who has good luck, and you are not the only one who is willing to work hard to cultivate.

In the land of Kyushu, when it comes to the cultivation background, Zhongzhou is the most important.

In Zhongzhou, there are thirty-two ancient clans and nineteen families, all of which have passed down tens of thousands of years of ancient Taoism and blood. If these ancient clans and families are weighed together, they will be the seven holy lands in the world. ...

And before entering the snowfield, I have heard that among the twelve people of the Four Sages and Eight Heroes, some have already achieved Nascent Soul, and later, the rest of them have also entered Kunlun Mountain to seek good fortune, and now they must have reached a higher level, and their cultivation base has greatly improved...

Thinking about it this way made me feel more comfortable.

After all, I don't have so many conditions, and I didn't even go to Kunlun Mountain.

Under such circumstances, the achievement of the Supreme Nascent Soul is all by oneself, isn't it enough to be proud of?

What's more, I have achieved the Supreme Nascent Soul, but is it just the Supreme Nascent Soul?

Looking at the man again in this way, the vigilance in my heart is also slightly reduced.

He would never have that imminent kidnapping scene sung in the drama of the world of mortals again. The person in front of him looked a bit like the bully who took the marriage described in the drama, but he was not a weak little student in the drama, and Luo Feiling was not a person without ideas.

"who's that person?"

He and Luo Feiling stepped on the giant kun and floated straight to the north at an extremely fast speed.

And the man with three strong lines on his forehead didn't land on the giant kun's back, he was still sitting cross-legged in the floating clouds, but the giant kun's speed was terrific, piercing the wind and waves, but he followed the hundred feet away without haste, seemingly effortlessly.

"He..."

Luo Feiling turned his head and whispered: "He is the Daoist of the Qin family in Zhongzhou, named Qin Luanwu, he is very famous. People in Zhongzhou talk about the Four Sages and Eight Masters, and he is the youngest of the Four Sages. Because when I was young, he used to practice on Wangqing Island for a period of time, so he always regarded himself as an elder in front of me. When I didn't see him, he was fine. When I saw him, he cared more than my aunt. Let's watch my maid take a bath..."

"One of the Four Sages of Zhongzhou, is this what he looks like?"

Fang Yuan was a little ashamed.

At the beginning, he really didn't care much about the four sages, eight masters, and little seven gentlemen who were widely rumored in Zhongzhou, but now, he was hated by several ancient Zhongzhou families, so he naturally wanted to know their titles. Since this person is the youngest of the four sages in Zhongzhou, the Qin family, he must be Little Sage Chaotic Sky, and he is one of the most outstanding young practitioners in Zhongzhou.

It never occurred to him that he was so young.

The giant kun floated on the waves and broke through the sea. About a day later, some small islands could be seen, and Fang Yuan felt a little nervous.

Going this time, I will naturally meet countless big figures in today's cultivation world, presumably I will also meet many old friends, and more importantly, I will meet Luo Feiling's family members. I really don't know how I will react or tell stories after meeting them.

During this period of time, they were alone with Luo Feiling, and the two talked about everything, Fang Yuan naturally also learned about Luo Feiling's life experience.

She is a disciple of Wangqing Island, one of the Seven Great Sacred Lands. Luo Feiling didn't mention whether she was the saintess, and Fang Yuan didn't ask. He only knew that Wangqing Island in the South China Sea had a profound heritage and had been passed down for countless years.

Fang Yuan is not very interested in Wangqing Island's strength and rich background...

He just couldn't help but began to worry about a question: Why did Luo Feiling's teacher call him Wangqing?

Thinking of the Jiugu I met back then, who was dressed like a Taoist nun in a Taoist robe, I felt even more uneasy.

Does this imply something else?

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Soon, the giant kun floated to the sphere of influence of Wangqing Island in the South China Sea. At this moment, everywhere you looked, you could see the sea far and near, and you could see fairy mountains everywhere. The blue sky and blue mountains, the fairy mountains were hidden behind the mist. The South China Sea has been sealed off.

The giant kun floated to a small island with a radius of several tens of miles, and then sank. Fang Yuan and Luo Feiling both landed on the shore, but they saw that here, it seemed to be an outlying island of the Red Sky Society, where many seemingly high-level disciples of aristocratic families and masters from all walks of life were stationed in order at this time, waiting quietly. Yi Ning, but didn't say anything.

However, after seeing the man with three vertical lines on his forehead, he moved his eyes away and did not look directly at him.

"So many people are here, it looks like we're just in time!"

Luo Feiling glanced around and said with a smile: "Brother Fang Yuan, just follow me for a while!"

Fang Yuan nodded, letting Luo Feiling decide everything.

He usually has to make more preparations when doing things to avoid panic, but this time he came to South China Sea, but he didn't have time to do anything, and he also felt that he didn't need to do anything. Anyway, he was on Luo Feiling's territory, so naturally he just obeyed this girl's arrangements.

Before he could say a few words, he heard a ray of spiritual light flying into the sky in the northeast direction, dyeing the sky purple for a long time.

Someone excitedly said, "Is it finally about to start?"

Before the words were finished, there were changes in the surrounding air, and the formation covering such a small island began to change, and a passage was gradually opened. At the same time, there were waves surging ahead, and the golden light was dazzling, but in the sea area, on a fairy island dozens of miles away, suddenly seven or eight golden lights appeared, and scattered to several surrounding islands, like a golden bridge.

And as the golden bridges were erected, around each golden bridge, two huge black stone statues came from the sea.

Standing on both sides of the Golden Bridge, they are like door gods blocking the road!

"Don't make noise, enter the palace to watch the ceremony in order!"

There was a deep voice, resounding from the most central island, very majestic.

"Quick, quick, enter the palace one by one..."

"Oh my god, I never thought that I would be able to participate in such a grand event in my lifetime..."

"Hurry up, the world's number one fairy society, even if you just go in and drink a cup of tea, it's worth living..."

"..."

"..."

Discussing in low voices, all the cultivators formed a long line of fish and dragons, and walked towards the golden bridge supported by the two stone statues one by one.

Fang Yuan observed from the side, but found that most of the people who entered the palace here were those in the Nascent Soul realm, with the highest cultivation, and they were only the supreme Nascent Souls such as Lu Family Daozi, but he hadn't seen those legendary figures. They must have entered the temple on other islands.

I remembered what Jiugu said back then, that the Nanhai Immortal Association in all dynasties was attended by great figures in the world. The one with the lowest cultivation level in history was only Nascent Soul, but it was because that person had the title of the world's number one formation master. Compared to this time, there seemed to be a lot more Nascent Soul in the Immortal Association this time.

"Brother Fang Yuan, let's go!"

Luo Feiling also seemed a little excited, pulling Fang Yuan forward, as if to see if there was a chance to jump in line.

"Fang Yuan, fellow daoist, please stay!"

But at this moment, Qin Luanwu, the little sage of Chaotian who had been following them hundreds of meters away, suddenly opened his mouth. Fang Yuan and Luo Feiling turned their heads away, and saw him rushing to them at some time, and said calmly: "Junior Sister Feiling is qualified to enter the hall to listen, but this fellow Fang Yuan didn't get permission, so he just waited here, don't enter the Red Sky meeting place without permission!"

"What?"

Luo Feiling was immediately dissatisfied when he heard this, and said, "Brother Fang Yuan is also the Supreme Nascent Soul, how is he worse than those descendants of Kunlun Mountain?"

Qin Luanwu frowned, and said: "It's not a matter of cultivation. Those descendants of Kunlun Mountain who came here also got the order of the Immortal Alliance, so they are eligible to enter the hall to listen like us. Fang Yuan, fellow Taoist, naturally cannot enter without this order!"

Luo Feiling said: "This is the South China Sea, I'm going to bring Senior Brother Fang Yuan in!"

Qin Luanwu shook his head and said: "Although this is the South China Sea, this meeting was set up by the Immortal Alliance, and the rules cannot be messed up!"

Luo Feiling was impatient and wanted to say more, Fang Yuan then said: "The rules still have to be followed, you just go in first!"

Seeing that Fang Yuan didn't seem to be affected, Luo Feiling felt relieved and said, "Then wait for me, I'll talk to my ancestor!"

While speaking, he stepped on the red cloud and flew towards the sky, running fast.

Fang Yuan smiled helplessly, but stood by the bridge with his hands behind his back and waited.

And those Taoists of the Lu family, seeing him like this, didn't say much, just acted ignorant, glanced at him lightly, and passed by him respectively, stepping on the golden bridge, with their sleeves fluttering, so chic, they walked straight towards the main hall like a fairy.

Someone passed by Fang Yuan, with a complicated smile on his face, and turned his head to whisper something to the people around him.

Fang Yuan remained calm, just waiting quietly.