"Hmph, according to our understanding, that boy Fang Ling had already achieved the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment Stage twenty years ago, and now he is at least in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage. Just because you want to defeat him, you are overestimating yourself and embarrassed yourself!"

The Deacon Fang did not give Qin Tai any face, and his words were even more harsh.

But Qin Tai said a little dissatisfied: "Deacon, so what if he is a foundation building? Can a person from the small Zhendao Sect compare with us...?"

What we are, Qin Tai didn't say, but his words showed his extraordinary arrogance.

A qi-training monk who does not take the mid-stage foundation-building monk seriously must have his own unique support. Fang Ling became more and more curious about the origin of asking him for trouble.

Deacon Fang nodded gently and then said, "What you said is right, but it's not enough to deal with Fang Ling. In this way, I'll see him later and take advantage of his desire to find his mother, let's take him to the ancestral land of Wangwu."

"The deacon is brilliant." Qin Tai raised his thumbs up, and his words were full of compliments.

And Deacon Fang smiled softly, and his words were filled with satisfaction.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Deacon Fang walked into the quiet room where Fang Ling was with a smile on his face. He said enthusiastically: "The person who came is Fang Ling's nephew, I am Fang Zhengtong, the head of this place. According to seniority, it happens to be your uncle."

Damn, Fang Ling felt a little unhappy. This guy took advantage of this guy when he first arrived. But in order to find Fang Qingmei, he still smiled and said, "Fang Ling greets the uncle of the clan."

"You're welcome. We are all our own people. Your mother misses you very much, but because she has something important to you, I can't come to see you, so I'll ask you to come and see her."

Na Fang Zhengtong said warmly: "I went to Dingfang City some time ago, but I found that you were out to practice and could not contact you for the time being, so I left you a note."

"I thought I could not find you this time, but I didn't expect that you would come here. This is really destined by God. I want you to reunite your mother and son!"

Fang Zhengtong laughed as he spoke, looking very pleased with the reunion of Fang Ling and his son.

Fang Ling also laughed, and for a moment, the whole room was filled with smiles.

Dahan, among the vast mountains, there is a valley, like a paradise.

The huge flower trees exuded a faint fragrance, and five or six women with graceful figures and only wearing small skirts and short jackets attracted everyone's eyes unconsciously.

The woman's laughter spread far away, making this world more joy and vitality.

Each of these women had a flower basket in their hands, and as they gently raised the flower basket, the flowers covered by the flower basket would automatically fall into the flower basket.

In just half a quarter of an hour, the flower baskets of several women had become colorful and beautiful.

"Oh, look, that red flower is so beautiful!" A woman with beautiful eyebrows and chuckled, she seemed to contain endless romantic women. She pointed to a red flower the size of a bowl at the top of a flower tree and said in surprise.

The other women also looked at Honghua and praised her.

Someone even smiled and said, "The red flower gives you a beautiful woman, sister, you have worked hard last night. I'll give you this red flower to you!"

"The girl is asking for a beating, and she dares to make jokes about her sister. If you make any mistakes again next time, don't blame me for not helping you!" The woman, who was called the noble, blushed and said with a hint of anger in her words.

The woman lowered her head shyly, making her look more and more charming. Her thin neck showed a delicate whiteness, smoothness and mystery. She couldn't help but make people think a lot. I guess this sister must have been singing all night last night. As soon as she said this complaint, several companions became even more excited.

"I'm so scared when my sister is angry!" A woman said in a scared look: "Did the young man acted a little unsatisfactory last night and failed to win the favor of my sister, so my sister was so angry?"

"I think this must be the case."

"Hehe, that kid looks pretty good. He can't help but make people excited when he glances at him. But he wouldn't just tell Madam Qin that he was a silver gun wax head?"

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The joking and singing jokes made the nobleman's face more rosy. Faced with the cunning questioning of his companions, she was a little vague. Thinking about his inexperienced style last night, Chaos was confused, and he felt a little confused. He gasped and spat, "A few little sluts will gossip here. When I go back, I will report to the young master and send you all together."

"Sister, sister, we never dare to do it again, so spare our lives!" A woman with water-like eyes said in fear: "Why do we care about you, sister?"

"Hmph, I still need your care." As the woman called the nobleman spoke, the flower basket in her hand made a move towards the huge flower, and the red flower as big as a bowl fell towards the woman's basket.

But before the flowers fell, the woman turned the small flower basket again and saw a blue light flashing. The flower as big as a bowl suddenly turned into a broken leaf and fell to the ground.

"I tell you, the boy who came last night, don't hang around, this is a big deal that concerns the young master."

When the nobleman said this, he bit his teeth and said a little resentful: "Young Master may think he is useful, so he asked me to try him, but he didn't expect that the boy was actually a lump of wood."

The woman said the four words "elm-mu" were full of hatred and gritted her teeth. It was obvious that the person she called "elm-mu" offended her miserably.

Several women standing next to the nobles chuckled. They were often together and were familiar with each other's personalities.

Although this noble sister seemed soft and weak, she had a tough personality. Although she was unwilling to accompany that person yesterday, she wanted to be rejected, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

It should even be said that this noble sister felt very uncomfortable about her charm being hurt.

"Sister, I think that person's cultivation is just average. What's the use of the young master asking Deacon Fang to bring him over from outside?"

The nobleman shook his head and said, "Who knows this? But after Deacon Fang brought that person, the young master was overjoyed."

"I think it's happier than when the young master made the golden elixir!"

The other women were stunned for a moment and said a little disbelief: "Are you saying true? Is the young master really that happy?"

"This is naturally. This is the first time in the past ten years that I have seen the young master so happy." The nobleman said with emotion: "Since the Western Sect came out of that woman, I have never been happy to see the young master."

"That woman is really amazing. I heard that not only has she reached the middle stage of the Golden Pill in her cultivation, but her bloodline has also appeared in her body. I heard that even our ancestors were alarmed by this person."

The words "Closing Shadow" changed the faces of the women present. Although they have a low status, they have also heard of "Closing Shadow".

The shadows have appeared in the family history, just a few people have appeared.

Now, this phenomenon has actually appeared on that woman. Doesn’t that mean that the young master will be under great pressure this time?

After all, if you can climb to the Temple of Heaven, trigger the Taoist pattern of heaven and earth, and thus the great way is harmonious, there is only one place to advance to the strongest.

The young master who was like a god in their eyes was always working hard for this matter.

But even if they think about their young master, they must admit that the young master in their family is indeed not as good as the woman who suddenly appeared in Xizong.

"Don't worry, I heard from Deacon Fang that with that stupid man, Xizong's woman is not worth worrying."

"Hmph, the bloodline of the branch also wants to fight with the young master. I really don't know what those people in Xizong think."

As the guy spoke, he lifted the flower basket and moved without wind, floating towards the valley.

After passing the valley of flowers and trees, it is also full of flowers. Several unique monasteries not only do not destroy the beautiful scenery of the valley, but also add a touch of poetry and painting to the valley.

At this time, in a monastery, a young figure was looking at the scenery of flowers blooming in the valley, as if he was fascinated by this kind of scenery.

When he saw several women floating in, a hint of admiration rose in his eyes.

However, when the nobleman saw him, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes, but then the anger was replaced by a smile.

"I pay homage to Mr. Fang Ling. I don't know how good my son lives in the monastery. If you have any needs, I can give you some instructions."

As the woman spoke, she bent her waist gently, making her look thinner and plump breasts, and she has many romantic feelings.

Fang Ling looked at the woman with foundation-building cultivation and smiled faintly, "I don't need anything, so the girl has to worry about it."

The gentleman smiled gently and walked into the monastery with a flower basket.

Fang Ling looked at the woman's plump body and a sneer rose in his heart. These people had no good plans for him, but now, he is not ready to take action.

After all, he is not sure where his mother is now, and Fang Ling doesn't think the strength of these people should be underestimated.

Although he has not revealed his spiritual consciousness in the past two days, he can feel that every night, a cultivator at the Nascent Soul level uses his spiritual consciousness to pass through the valley.

Although this Nascent Soul Cultivator is not necessarily stronger than himself, Fang Ling is unwilling to find a Nascent Soul Cultivator to fight for no reason.

He believed that these people tried their best to find him, just to let him live in this valley.

From Lu to this place, there was a teleportation array. Thinking of the situation when he came, Fang Ling couldn't help but shook his head gently.

As the first person in the Zhendao Sect of Lu State, even he felt that there was no teleportation array in the territory of Lu State, but he did not expect that there was a teleportation array connected to this place in the True Immortal Temple where Deacon was located.

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