"Uncle Lu, we are also doing our orders. Yes...Uncle Feng Qingting ordered us to do this. The chapters are updated the fastest." The moment the woman surnamed Lu's eyes fell on the face of the thin disciple, the thin disciple knelt on the ground tremblingly.

The woman surnamed Lu smiled coldly and said lightly: "You said that this is what Feng Qingting asked you to do?"

"Yes, it was Mr. Feng Qingting who asked us to do it!" The thin disciple said with great certainty. His heart was much calmer at this time. Although Mr. Lu was strict, he believed that as Mr. Feng Qingting's identity, Mr. Lu would definitely give face.

"Hehe, I believe you guys, but unfortunately, your uncle Feng Qingting has been taken to the Soul Destroying Platform for his random actions and his soul has been destroyed. How do you ask me to confront him again?" The woman surnamed Lu's face turned extremely gloomy when she said this.

Compared with the face of the woman surnamed Lu, the thin disciple's expression was already as gray as the face. He couldn't believe his ears, but he wouldn't naively think that Uncle Lu was joking with him.

Feng Qingting took to the Soul Destroying Platform and his soul were destroyed. If someone told him, he would never believe it. In his eyes, Master Feng was a confidant disciple of Master Hongyu, and was arrogant. There were not many people who could provoke him in the Qianzhu Sect. It would be a great thing for them to be able to climb such a backer. Unexpectedly, Master Feng Qingting, whom they regarded as reliance, died. Who killed him? Did that Master Fang really come out?

Once that Zhenren Fang came out, their fate...thinking of these, the two disciples who escorted Fang Dean were like sieves.

"Uncle Lu, this matter has nothing to do with the disciple. I just received this Senior Brother Fang. I haven't invited Senior Brother Fang to Bai Poison Cave yet!" Old Qin Shuang knelt on the ground and begged for mercy to the woman surnamed Lu.

The woman surnamed Lu took out a red pill from the little Qiankun bag and put it into Fang De'an's mouth. In an instant, Fang De'an felt a heat surge into his body. With the influx of this heat, his body, which could not move at all, suddenly seemed to be filled with endless energy.

Python elixir, which is a Python elixir worth hundreds of low-grade immortal stones. He was envious in the past. However, he never made up his mind to buy it. Today, it fell into his mouth so smoothly. This made Fang Dean's heart full of joy. When he looked at the woman surnamed Lu with gratitude, he heard the woman surnamed Lu say, "It's all his own family. Don't be a friend of mine, you must not be careless in the future."

Speaking of this, the woman surnamed Lu pointed at the two disciples who had kneeled on the ground and said, "It's better to let these two men replace their junior brother and continue to serve in this Hundred Poison Cave. What do you think, junior brother?"

Let these two people suffer in the Baidu Cave. This is what suits Fang Dean's mind the most. He hurriedly said, "Thank you for your arrangement, but my brother's Qiankun bag is still in the hands of these two people."

"What a courage!" As the woman surnamed Lu spoke, she pulled her fingers towards the waists of the two people, and the three small Qiankun bags had already fallen into her hands. She saw her handing the three small Qiankun bags to Fang De'an indifferent style: "Have it done by junior brother."

Standing on the sword light, Fang Dean almost suspected that all this was not true. Next to him, Xiaotong told him with excitement that Fang Ling had come out to break through the gate of Hongzhu Peak. The delicate face was filled with unconcealed excitement and admiration. Seeing the cute girl's expression, Fang Dean couldn't help but feel a sour feeling in her heart. But he knew that he had no other way to say that he could change his destiny, except to express his greatest respect, let alone compete for the girl's heart.

"Junior Brother Fang, wait and see Uncle Fang. Junior Sister Xiaotong is Uncle Fang's beloved person. If you stand up for her this time, Uncle Fang will definitely reward you. Remember, you don't have any reward. No matter what, you have to worship Uncle Fang's disciple. This is very important to you." With a hint of concern, it sounded softly in Fang De'an's ears.

The voice came from the Uncle Lu, who used the method of transmitting the voice to secretly. As for why Mr. Lu, who had no friendship with him, reminded herself so kindly, Fang Dean knew very well. Of course, it was not because Fang Dean had any special charm, but because he had the possibility of worshiping under the disciple of Zhenren Fang.

The experience of this day filled his heart with feelings. He nodded to Uncle Lu, and at the same time made up his mind to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Being under the disciple of Uncle Fang, only by seizing this opportunity can he change his destiny.

When a towering mountain peak came into view, the sword light of the woman surnamed Lu slowed down. As a mountain patrol disciple, Fang Dean is not unfamiliar with this mountain. Jianzhu Peak, one of the four main peaks of Luoying Mountain, several Jindan real people almost fought for this spiritual land with the second only to Wanzhu Peak. The ancestor in the sect, who was difficult to make a decision for a while, made no decision.

This incident was very famous back then, and many people even talked about it, saying that the Jianzhu Peak will not be given to others in the future. Now that Uncle Lu brought him here, could it be that the Jianzhu Peak has become the residence of Fang Ling Zhenren?

The sword light fell on a flat ground more than ten feet wide on the hillside. The moment the sword light fell, more than a dozen disciples who were politely bowed and bowed respectfully, "Greetings to Senior Sister Xiaotong, and to Uncle Lu."

Most of these disciples who performed the rituals, Fang Dean, were famous geniuses of the Qianzhu Sect. For example, the 14 or 15-year-old young man standing in the middle was Zhao Dianmo, who was born with a fire-like body. Although he was more than ten years younger than Fang Dean, he was already at the peak of Qi training at this time.

If it were normal, Zhao Dianmo would definitely not be lazy to look at ordinary deacon disciples like Fang Dean, but at this moment, he looked at Fang Dean with envy. No, these disciples should all look at Fang Dean with envy.

"You don't have to be polite, is Uncle Fang in the cave?" Xiaotong waved her hand at everyone with serene satisfaction and asked softly.

Zhao Dianmo quickly walked out and said with a hint of flattery in his words: "The real person is resting, but he has already passed on the decree. He said that when Senior Sister Xiaotong comes back, I will ask you to take Senior Brother Fang to see him."

Senior Brother Fang, he actually became Senior Brother Fang of Zhao Dianmo! This title made Fang Dean a little flattered. Fang Dean clearly remembered that once he went to listen to the elder's lecture last year, when this guy saw him, he was too lazy to raise his eyes. He looked like he ignored him and looked arrogant.

Xiaotong nodded and smiled at Fang De'an and said, "Senior Brother Fang, then let's go and see our Uncle Fang now."

Fang De'an nodded. He looked at the woman surnamed Lu, but saw the woman surnamed Lu smiled slightly and said, "Junior Sister Xiaotong, Junior Brother Fang, you two can go. Uncle Fang will not summon him. I dare not go to see him, please bring me some good things."

Speaking of this, she looked at Fang De'an, and the voice of the woman surnamed Lu sounded again in Fang De'an's ears: "Idiot, those people all hope to be included by Fang Ling's real person. You must seize this opportunity!"

Fang De'an nodded, and then followed Xiaotong toward the cave. Compared with ordinary caves, the cave was extremely elegant. The portal made of white jade was more than two meters long. On the jade door at the door, there were many runes that Fang De'an had never seen before.

Xiaotong still spoke softly to Fang De'an, which meant to tell him not to be afraid, Uncle Fang was easy to speak. But Fang De'an's thoughts were very confused at this time. He didn't listen to Xiaotong's words. At this moment, there was only one thought left in his mind, that was, he must seize this opportunity and worship the disciple of Jindan Zhenren in the sect.

Walking through a corridor, in a cave that was twenty feet in a radius, a young man in a blue Taoist robe was holding a book there, as if he was reading it with great pleasure. Fang Dean was not unfamiliar with this face, and when he greeted this person, he remembered this face.

The owner of this face was no different from the past, but Fang Dean's heart was beating hard at this moment. The man's indifferent expression seemed to him to be full of majesty. When Xiaotong ran towards the man happily and crawled into his arms obediently, he saluted respectfully: "Disciple Fang Dean, pay homage to Master Fang!"

Fang Ling stroked Xiaotong's hair, who was like a child, and waved her sleeves to Fang De'an and said, "Mr. Fang, please get up. I already know that you should do your best to protect Xiaotong. Here, I would like to express my gratitude to you. If it weren't for your maintenance, Xiaotong might have been wronged."

As Fang Ling's sleeves waved, Fang Dean couldn't help but stand up from the ground. In fact, what he thought was to kneel down until Fang Ling agreed to take him to the door and get up again. However, a soft force made his body stand up involuntarily. Although the power was soft, Fang Dean left an irresistible majesty in his heart. Fang Dean rubbed his hands embarrassedly and said, "This is what the disciple should do, but the disciple's strength was meager and could not play any role..."

Fang Ling smiled and said, "Mr. Fang, the more this happens, the more people's hearts can be seen. I will go into seclusion later and cannot stay for a long time. It's better to do this. This is my talisman. How about you take it with Xiaotong to the Treasure Pavilion of the Sect?"

Then, if the Jindan Zhenren's order talisman goes to the treasure pavilion, you can get at least a dozen magic weapons and pills. It is not a big problem to mobilize hundreds of medium-grade immortal stones at one time. Fang Dean is also a smart person, and then the other Fang Ling's intention is understood. How could he not understand that this is Fang Ling's reward for him. He became more and more impressed by this seemingly young Zhenren Fang. It seems that this Zhenren Fang is not only generous, but also leaves no traces of his work. If he can be a teacher, wouldn't his future path be better? Thinking of this, he knelt down again and said in a deep voice: "Disciple has no extravagance, but only asks the real person to take the disciples under his sect and be content to be a traitor!" (To be continued...)
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