Chapter 827 The Way Is Not Alone (Part 1)

In the Langya Pavilion, when Fang Yuan blocked the army of the Eastern Emperor Mountain with all his strength, Bai Youran, the young master of the Langya Pavilion, was holding the bride's hand, and offering tea to the master of the Langya Pavilion and Mrs. Bai, who were sitting on the upper chair, surrounded by a few of his own masters who were watching the ceremony.

The dignified Langya Pavilion young master got married, and the scene was unimaginably shabby.

And the atmosphere is unimaginably depressing.

The right hand of the bride in the wedding gown, which was wrapped in the sleeve, even quietly held a knife. When the ebony master presided over the prostration ceremony, she was distracted from time to time and looked outside, like a frightened little beast, who seemed to be ready at any time. No matter who rushed in to kill her father-in-law and destroy her bridal chamber, she jumped up and stabbed him first...

Not only her, but even Mrs. Bai, who forced a smile on her face, and Bai Youran, who had a heavy face, were a little absent-minded.

Everyone's thoughts drifted outside Langya Pavilion.

"Don't worry, he'll be fine!"

Pavilion Master Langya took the tea presented by the bride with one hand, and seeing the expressions of everyone, he could only smile and comfort, and said to Mrs. Bai: "You have found a good gentleman for my son. I have only seen him in my life. He is either a mediocre man or a dirty man. This man is the rare clean genius I have ever seen. Since he promised to help us stop for a while, no matter how many people come from Donghuang Mountain, they will not disturb my son's wedding. Therefore, The knife in the new daughter-in-law's hand can be put down..."

The bride's face turned red, and she inserted the knife in her sleeve into her boot.

After a little hesitation, he pulled it out again and stuffed it into his back waist, which made it easier to pull it out.

"Daddy..."

At this time, Bai Youran finally couldn't bear it, and called out to Langya Pavilion. He was not used to calling this "Daddy", because he had hardly seen this person before, except in portraits, but he was still not used to it. He still had to ask what should be asked. With a trembling voice, he said, "Daddy, what you... what you did, was it right or wrong?"

Pavilion Master Langya looked at Bai Youran's red eyes, was silent for a while, then smiled, and said, "I lost!"

He didn't say right or wrong, only that he lost.

It doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong, as long as you lose, it's wrong.

Bai Youran bit her lips tightly, trying to keep her voice steady: "Then... should I learn from you, or from Mr.?"

Madam Bai's red lips trembled slightly, but she still held back.

She knew that time was running out, and she shouldn't disturb their father and son's last conversation at this time.

Pavilion Master Langya stretched out his hand, hesitated for a moment, and patted Bai Youran lightly on the head, and said: "It depends on you, your husband and I actually have the same understanding of this world, but he has more trust in the world than I do!"

After a while, he sighed again: "Now you believe more than me!"

After a while, he said in a low voice: "I also hope that he will always believe more than me!"

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Outside the Langya Pavilion, the Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain stepped out, followed by the road.

There are countless old Huashen around him, the patriarch of the aristocratic family, or the elders of the Taoist system, etc., and the aura is immediately attracted by him, and it sways in all directions.

In front of them, Fang Yuan alone is like a firefly.

He put his hands behind his back, raised his eyes to look forward, and frowned.

I just quietly looked at the people around me, looked at their greedy or terrified expressions, pondered their thoughts, and didn't have the idea to back down, but after a long time, I sighed: "Is this the way the world is?"

Seeing the invincible momentum of the Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain swaying, he was alone, and seemed to have no choice but to retreat.

Who can stop this trend?

Even if the general trend is wrong, who would dare to jump out to block it at this time?

The Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain came forward at this time, just to make him retreat in spite of the difficulties. To the Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain, killing Fang Yuan was actually nothing. In front of the world, forcing Fang Yuan to retreat was the most meaningful thing. It was also because he only wanted to force Fang Yuan to retreat, so the Immortal Emperor of Jiuchongtian and the ancestors of Wangqing Island could not help them at this time.

If they stepped forward to fight directly, they could help Fang Yuan.

But from the perspective of a bystander, it is impossible to break through the general trend created by the Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain with a single sentence.

Facing the great situation alone, Fang Yuan is like a little praying mantis facing a huge wheel!

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Some people have already closed their eyes at this time, unwilling to look.

But at this moment, a flag flew out from far away...

"call out"

Between the heaven and the earth, suddenly there was the wave power of Dao Dao Law, and then all the cultivators in the field saw that a big banner descended from the sky, just inserted in the void between Fang Yuan and the Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain, about ten formations high, hunting and unfurling in the air.

"Wow" "Wow" "Wow" "Wow"

Immediately afterwards, several formation flags appeared, like big trees, nailed into the void.

The big flag was blown by the wind, and the hula-la unfolded, attracting the power of the endless sky from all directions.

The eight huge formation flags set up a dangerous formation, making it seem like a natural moat was formed between Donghuang Mountain and Fang Yuan. Even if the countless masters on the side of Donghuang Mountain faced this natural moat, it would not be easy to break through.

There is only one place where such a large formation can be deployed.

So they immediately raised their heads and looked towards the sky in the northeast direction.

In that void, there were countless old Xius with big sleeves and slow sleeves coming. The one who walked in the front was an old man who couldn't grow old. He rarely wore a more formal robe and greeted him slowly. He was far away and said with a smile: "Nine heavens and ten earths.

This loud shout shook the universe, causing a roar between the heaven and the earth.

When they heard this voice, everyone couldn't help being shocked, and looked up at the old man.

Behind the old man, many people followed, including Mr. Tianji, Lord Xuanming, and countless disciples of Yilou, etc., but all the experts in the field looked at the old man walking in front at the same time, feeling the aura of him in horror.

The old man came slowly and said a word that made the void tremble.

In the ears of all the cultivators, there was a buzzing sound, which was deafening.

The Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain who was walking forward suddenly frowned and stopped.

And beside him, the guard of Donghuang Mountain also sensed the aura of the old man, and his face became very vigilant!

He intuitively felt that this old man in Yilou seemed to be more dangerous than Jiuzhongtian Immortal Emperor and others.

There is only one possibility to explain this vision.

This unknown old man may be one of the only Mahayana monks in the world.

The momentum of the general trend of rolling forward has been slowed down!

It's just that this kind of strange feeling can only be felt by those who have a high level of spiritual transformation, and other immortal soldiers and generals with lower cultivation bases and the true biography of the elders of various aristocratic families, etc., did not hear the divinity contained in that sentence at all. They just heard the content of the nameless old man and were shocked on the spot.

"Nine heavens and ten earths, the great formation of immortals and demons, has it finally been completed?"

This was the first time they had heard a definite answer since Fang Yuan entered Yilou for retreat.

Fang Yuan entered Yilou for retreat. Everyone in the world knew what he was doing, and they had great confidence in him. They believed that he could succeed, but it was originally expected to be three years, but it was postponed countless times, which finally made people in the world a little suspicious.

Seeing Fang Yuan in Langya Pavilion this time seems to confirm everyone's conjecture, =.

If the derivation of the big formation went smoothly, why didn't Fang Yuan just stay in Yilou honestly and go to Langya Pavilion to do something? Did he already give up the derivation of the big formation?

Until this time, an unknown old man appeared and announced the success of the battle, and Fang Yuan was invited to go back and preside over the ceremony!

Most of the low-ranking monks suddenly thought of this great formation, and their hearts were immediately ignited with endless hope.

"唰" "唰" "唰" "唰" "唰"

Countless eyes looked at Fang Yuan, with extremely complicated emotions in their eyes.

It's done!

In that legend, the big formation that can turn the situation around has really been deduced successfully!

For such a great merit to come, they couldn't help but look at Fang Yuan with admiration.

After all, someone had predicted long ago that the day when the big formation was successfully deduced would be the day when Fang Yuan was named a little sage!

Sensing his side, the countless admiring gazes cast towards Fang Yuan made the mountain guards of Donghuang Mountain feel unwilling again. The news of the success of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Immortal Demon Formation made Fang Yuan's reputation skyrocket in front of him and the Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain. That kind of intangible fame is a kind of general trend, and it is also a kind of power in Fang Yuan now.

How could such a change occur at a critical moment?

Therefore, he looked anxiously at the Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain, implying something to him, and urging him.

But what is strange is that the Little Saint Master of Donghuang Mountain, who was about to completely defeat Fang Yuan just now, did not change his face when the situation suddenly appeared in Yilou, but his eyes were lowered, and he remained silent, as if he was waiting for something...

At this time, there was another loud shout from a distance: "Qingyang Dao of Yunzhou unites all the immortal sects, welcome Elder Fang Yuan to leave the pass!"

Following this loud shout, the western sky suddenly came flying with immortal clouds. On the cloud, one can see great monks standing on the top of the clouds, followed by thousands of monks from various Dao lines. The momentum is overwhelming, sweeping all directions. The only thing that makes people feel a little surprised is that the few great monks standing in the front of the cloud are just... Nascent Soul Realm!

"Qingyang Taoism?"

Fang Yuan was a little surprised, turned his head and looked over, and saw that standing on the cloud at the front were Qingyang Sect Master Chen Xuanang, Qingyang Sect Elder Qin, Baihuagu Wenxiang Daoist, and the only junior was Qingyang Sect fellow Lu Qingguan...

He was startled for a while, and then he was a little helpless.

The momentum is enough and the number of people is enough, but there are only a few Nascent Souls in total, what are you doing here?