Chapter 89 Fang Wang's Name, Engagement

Tu Caiyi did not lie to Fang Wang. There was indeed a blessed land hidden in this forest. It was located in the valley. The entrance of the valley and the surrounding mountains were obviously set up with formations, which prevented the spiritual energy here from leaking out, so people could not feel the special spiritual energy here.

The spiritual energy of this blessed land was more than ten times that of the outside. After entering the valley, Fang Wang began to meditate and absorb the energy, while Xiao Zi continued to check the storage bag, and his snake eyes looked at Tu Caiyi in the distance from time to time.

The valley was a flat land with clumps of flowers and grass. There were not many trees, but they were all very tall. Tu Caiyi lay on the trunk of a big tree and took a nap. She lay on her side and completely exposed her thighs, just facing Fang Wang.

Fang Wang did not practice wholeheartedly. His consciousness kept staring at her. It was not that he had any improper thoughts, but he was vigilant against Tu Caiyi.

In a blink of an eye, five days passed.

Fang Wang's spiritual power was completely full. During this period, Tu Caiyi did not move at all. Fang Wang even suspected that her soul had left her body.

Xiao Zi sorted things out day and night, and finally finished checking. She put all the things that were useful to Fang Wang into twelve storage bags. Fang Wang pinned all the storage bags on his belt, and then looked at Tu Caiyi.

"Okay, it's time to get going."

Tu Caiyi opened her eyes after hearing this, then sat up and stretched, and Fang Wang retracted his gaze.

This woman is setting a trap for him!

He will never be fooled!

"Young Master is really fast, it seems that the cultivation method is not simple." Tu Caiyi landed and said with interest while walking towards Fang Wang.

Fang Wang did not respond, but jumped up and flew away on his sword.

He quickly flew out of the valley, looked back, and saw Tu Caiyi stepping on two golden wheels barefoot, flying quickly.

"Wind and Fire Wheels? Interesting."

Fang Wang raised his eyebrows and thought, then retracted his gaze and looked at the horizon.

Xiao Zi was looking at Tu Caiyi, always supervising her.

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In a prosperous city, an endless stream of monks walked on the streets, and the shops on both sides sold magic tools, natural treasures, demon pets, sundries, etc.

In an inn.

The monks drank and looked at a middle-aged scholar in the center of the hall.

"When the Ten Thousand Poison Formation was set, the sky and the earth were howling, and the wind and clouds changed color. It was so terrible. Being in it was like falling into the eighteen levels of hell. Tianyuan Sword Saint Fang Wang stood proudly on the head of the snake demon, without any fear. The tens of thousands of demon cultivators in Qingchan Valley could never have thought that the Ten Thousand Poison Formation set up by so many people would not be able to stop Fang Wang!"

The middle-aged scholar said in an excited tone, and he was very good at inciting the emotions of the audience.

The monks around were all fascinated by what they heard, and their eyes were full of fascination.

Who doesn't yearn for the legendary record of one person repelling a sect?

Someone sighed: "Killing the Great Demon King, defeating the Sword Sect, and then killing through Qingchan Valley, can Fang Wang be considered the world of today

As soon as this was said, many cultivators immediately agreed. Their vision was not high, and Fang Wang was already the most domineering and strongest person they had ever heard of.

"Qingchan Valley has been attacked many times in recent years, and its strength has long been unmatched by the nine major sects. Moreover, they are also a poison sect. Defeating Qingchan Valley is not considered the world

An inappropriate voice came from the corner, with a tone mixed with sarcasm. I don’t know whether it was mocking Qingchan Valley or looking down on Fang Wang.

"Oh, you are so arrogant, then go and try to break into Qingchan Valley!"

A man slammed the table and shouted angrily. This person was Gu Tianxiong.

Gu Tianxiong was drinking, listening to the scholar praising his brothers, and he felt very happy. As a result, someone dared to belittle Fang Wang.

I can’t stand it!

Gu Tianxiong's eyes were fixed on the monk who started to mock. The man was dressed in black and wore a straw hat with the brim covering his face.

Faced with Gu Tianxiong's provocation, the monk in black drank a glass of wine and snorted coldly: "Qingchan Valley? I just have a score to settle with them, I'm going to trouble them now!"

After that, the monk in black got up and left.

"Wait, should you leave your name?" Gu Tianxiong shouted hurriedly. He thought the other party was deliberately trying to get away.

The monk in black didn't even turn his head, leaving only: "Jinxiao Sect, Xiao Kuang!"

The three words "Jinxiao Sect" made everyone in the inn change their faces drastically, and they were all silent, even Gu Tianxiong didn't dare to speak again.

Although Jinxiao Sect is not one of the nine major sects and has only appeared for more than ten years, their record is too scary, and they are regarded as a hidden danger to the Daqi cultivation world by the nine major sects.

After Xiao Kuang left, the monks in the inn breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dear guests, continue to eat and drink, scholar, why don't you continue to tell the legendary deeds of Tianyuan Sword Saint!" The shopkeeper hurriedly called out.

He has opened an inn here for hundreds of years. What storms and waves has he not seen?

The middle-aged scholar listened and continued to talk immediately.

Gu Tianxiong was a little embarrassed and said with his neck stiff: "Yes, continue, Fang Wang is my brother, I want to see if what you say is the same as what I heard?"

However, the monks just rolled their eyes at him and didn't believe him, but no one dared to mock him.

Gu Tianxiong felt boring and could only sit down awkwardly.

He began to drink alone.

After a long while.

A boy in plain clothes who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old came to his table, hesitant to speak.

Gu Tianxiong glanced at him and said unhappily: "What's the matter?"

The boy in plain clothes mustered up his courage, sat on Gu Tianxiong's right hand, and asked in a low voice: "Senior, is Fang Wang really your brother?"

Gu Tianxiong glared at him and said: "Of course, I never tell lies!"

The boy in plain clothes took a deep breath and said: "Senior, can we talk in another place? I have something to ask you, and I will definitely not let you suffer."

Hearing this, Gu Tianxiong looked at him with suspicion.

"Is it about Fang Wang?"

"Yes."

"Okay, let's go!"

...

Under the blue sky, the mountains are undulating, like green dragons lingering on the earth, majestic and magnificent.

Fang Wang, who was flying on the sword, slowed down slowly. He turned his head and said, "The front is Taiyuan Gate. Thank you for seeing me off."

Tu Caiyi kept a distance of ten feet from him. Hearing his words, she smiled slightly and said, "You're welcome. I'll send you here."

After that, she stopped, hung in the air, and watched Fang Wang leave.

Fang Wang nodded and continued to accelerate to fly towards Taiyuan Gate.

Xiao Zi muttered, "Sir, does she really have no ill intentions?"

"Who knows? At least for now, it is indeed good intentions." Fang Wang replied softly.

The ten peaks of Taiyuan Gate have appeared above the sea of ​​clouds in the sky, like a pair of giant hands wearing clouds, like a mirage, like illusion and reality.

Finally back!

Fang Wang sighed in his heart. For him, he has not been back for more than four hundred years, so he naturally misses Taiyuan Gate.

Xiao Zi was on his shoulder, looking at Tu Caiyi behind him, and he didn't look back until Tu Caiyi disappeared from his sight.

It would never feel at ease if he didn't enter Taiyuan Gate.

Half an incense stick of time later.

Fang Wang entered Taiyuan Gate. The two disciples who had examined his disciple token were very excited to see him, but they didn't dare to disturb him too much, so they didn't delay him.

After entering Taiyuan Gate, he took out his hat and put it on, lowered his head slightly, trying not to let people see his face.

Even so, he went all the way to

"Tsk tsk, the news of the cultivation world spreads so fast."

Xiao Zi sighed in Fang Wang's arms. As soon as he approached the mountain gate of Taiyuan Gate, he hid in Fang Wang's arms.

Fang Wang looked calm, but he was secretly happy.

He naturally didn't want to hide such a great record.

As for whether he would make enemies, he was not worried. Even if there was no such incident, his Tianyuan Baoling had already put him at the forefront.

Fang Wang quickly came to Zhou Xue's cave. As soon as he landed, the cave gate opened.

He raised his eyebrows and walked in.

"Young Master, why did you go to her as soon as you came back? Don't you dislike women?" Xiao Zi was disgusted.

Fang Wang directly pushed its snake head in and didn't bother to pay attention.

The gate closed and the cave fell into darkness.

He walked all the way to Zhou Xue and saw Zhou Xue meditating in the small pool, surrounded by strange black air.

Huh?

It seems to be ghost air!

Fang Wang frowned and asked, "Are you injured?"

Zhou Xue didn't even open her eyes and said, "It's just a minor injury, it's no problem."

"How did it happen?"

"I was injured by Lu Yuanjun's ghost weapon."

"What?"

Fang Wang frowned even more tightly when he heard it, and murderous intent overflowed from his eyes.

Zhou Xue opened her eyes and saw his expression. She couldn't help but smile and said, "Lu Yuanjun followed Chen Anshi to leave Taiyuan Gate, so I followed the Demon King to hunt down the two. I didn't expect that there were three more ghosts in Lu Yuanjun's ghost weapon. Even Yang Yuanzi came out to save him. The Demon King was very interested in Lu Yuanjun's ghost weapon, so he deliberately let Lu Yuanjun and Chen Anshi escape. He wanted to trace the origin of his ghost weapon. I couldn't persuade the Demon King, but fortunately the Demon King severely injured them."

Fang Wang raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect Lu Yuanjun to be so difficult to kill. Even his master took action for him.

Tsk tsk, and the Demon King is so powerful...

Chen Anshi is the deputy head of Taiyuan Gate. With his master's cooperation, he almost died in the hands of the Demon King?

Zhou Xue followed and said, "Lu Yuanjun will probably never come back after he leaves. When the Demon Lord gets his ghost weapon, he will definitely die. You can sit on the position of the eldest disciple with peace of mind and let go of your hatred. I will make the truth known and let Taiyuanmen completely give up Lu Yuanjun."

Fang Wang was confused after hearing this. For example, was the Demon Lord guarding near Taiyuanmen?

But he still suppressed his temper and asked, "Are the other clan members okay?"

Zhou Xue replied, "Three people were seriously injured. They will be fine after a few years of recuperation. It is fortunate that no one died."

Fang Wang breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Zhou Xue and said seriously, "Thank you!"

He guessed that it was Zhou Xue's timely return that saved the lives of the other six Fang family members.

"Go see your master. First, you just came back. Out of the etiquette between master and apprentice, you should visit him. Second, he was seriously injured and it is estimated that he will need to recuperate for 20 years." Zhou Xue closed her eyes and said.

The Demon Lord was so cruel?

Fang Wang frowned, and he immediately turned around and left. After taking three steps, he seemed to think of something and turned back to ask, "By the way, Grandpa and the others want to facilitate our engagement, and Fourth Uncle said that you can only rely on my opinion. Is that true?"