When Fang Cun and his party arrived at Qingjiang City, they saw that Qingjiang City was already full of excitement.

The six sects of Qingjiang have all arrived in Qingjiang City.

Because all the sects know that the arrest of ghost officials and the management of the Lingjing have caused so much trouble, it is impossible for them to hide most of the people in the door. Instead, they condemn them and participate in it. At this point, it didn't make sense to go to the Lingwu Sect. It simply went straight to Qingjiang City and waited. It even included the petty Sect Master of Mu Jianzong and the three elders in the gate.

And some big figures in the seven clans, like at least the clan chiefs of the four clans, or some old ladies and others who have never appeared in the face, but whose seniority and cultivation are unexpectedly high, have also come here, giving this place a certificate. Add a little surging undercurrent.

It’s just that they came here, either low-key or obscure, and because Mr. Fan had previously forbidden Qi Qi practitioners to use spells and spells casually, disturbing the people’s rules, and at this critical time, no one wants to be offended. This old Mr. Fan, so everyone came over, just quietly entered the city, and then chose some good places to stay, but it did not cause too much waves.

Only when the second son of Fang came over, it attracted countless light.

Because compared to those big refiners with a high level of cultivation and a non-vulgar status, Fang Er Gongzi looked very high-profile.

Not only did he not enter the city low-key, he even directly drove the boat into the midair of Qingjiang City.

The black pressure was like a cloud, directly on the heads of the people.

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"My God, who is so arrogant?"

"Bold, treat me Qingjiang City's rules as if nothing is impossible?"

First, the gods guarding the city and the palm command, etc., when they saw this huge boat coming from across the sky, they were shocked, and they subconsciously stepped forward to ask questions. However, many people just thought about it. Seeing the familiar ark, and even the white-robed man standing at the head of the ark, he was suddenly dumb, and then quietly retreated...After the tongue-out incident, they all had eyesight!

"What a mighty boat..."

"What a handsome boy..."

"No, didn't Mr. Fan prevent Fa Zhou from entering the city before?"

And the people of Qingjiang City were also startled by the scene of the ark entering the city. First, they subconsciously sighed. Such a big guy flew in the air, but he didn’t actually fall off. He awakened after a while, and asked about the boat. Who is the first son?

When I learned that it was the second son of Fang, who was now in the city, and I don’t know how many people there were, he suddenly showed a look of enlightenment. Although most of the affairs of the Shoushan Sect were presented by the two elders, so In front of the people, the fame of Fang Er Gongzi in Qingjiang City was not so loud, but the recent rumors still let him pass on for a while.

The first is that he did five sects, left words on the stone wall, and turned flowers into swords, etc., which had been circulated as early as in the streets.

The second is that Mr. Fan, as the guardian of the county, did not hesitate to bend his waist and begged the second son of Fang to come out of the Dragon Stone to save the Lingjing.

Especially the latter, even more deliberately promoted by some people, has spread throughout the city long ago.

"Mr. Fan and the others haven't returned to the city yet. I didn't expect the second son of Fang to come and drive such a big boat..."

"Wouldn't it be all that...Longzi?"

"Bah, it's called Long Shizi, not Longzi... I heard from the old Wang next door that this stuff is used to fill the well, as long as the well is full, everyone will have a good life... Don't ask me Do you have a good life? It is said that well water can cure diseases..."

"Yes, yeah, I also heard from the cook who sells cakes. Once the well is filled, I can fill my stomach by drinking spring water. I just filled it with spring water and left it in the stove for a day. Guess what? If you want to drink Wujiapi, it is the flavor of Wujiapi, and if you want to drink Zhuyeqing, it is the taste of Zhuyeqing... Well, Mr. Fan is really broken for the sake of us Qingjiang people..."

"The second son of Fang is not bad either. Mr. Fan begged him to take the baby out to fill the well. He really took it. And he came so early, earlier than the people of the seven races. It shows that he is sensible, but he just doesn't. Know how many treasures he brought over!"

"Oh, he's such a shit! If he is really good, do you still need Mr. Fan to beg him? Shouldn't it be that we know that Qingjiang City needs this stuff, and then take the initiative to hand it over? Oh, I just love Mr. Fan. , Such an old saint, for the sake of the people of Qingjiang, he did not hesitate to honour and honour, and he ran to ask for help from the lords of those rich people, which is admirable..."

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And when the entire Qingjiang City was full of discussions, the square inch on the Fa Ark was looking across the city.

At the end, his gaze fell on a small seven-story building called Xiyun Tower in the city.

This side of the world is mostly wooden buildings, which are exquisitely built, but the floors are never high.

The seven-story building has risen from the ground, almost overlooking the city.

"This place is nice..."

Fang Cun took a fancy, turned back to the cabin, and said to the little fox beside him: "Go and clean up!"

"Yes!"

The little fox honestly agreed, jumped down from the air, squatted on a side of the sky, and landed on the top of the seven-story building once, and saw the small building like a tower, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top. The top floor is only ten feet square, and there are some exquisite wooden table futons around. It is a place for drinking and enjoying the scenery. At this time, there are some rich gentlemen sitting beside a few singers. .

"My son wants to use this place, you go to a bar somewhere else to drink first!"

The little fox glanced at the people upstairs and said to them in a low voice.

"Yo... fox..."

"Talking..."

"I'm not old, not bad for long..."

When the rich gentleman upstairs saw the little fox, his eyes straightened slightly, and they all subconsciously praised him.

But the little foxes were so non-threatening that none of them moved for a while.

The little fox looked around, carefully came to the first rich gentleman, and picked up a piece of inkstone on his case. Because this building is elegant, there are pens, ink, paper and inkstone on the case. These gentlemen drank happily. When the poems were booming, they could swipe the ink at any time, and the little fox seemed to be waiting for them to write, and lifted the inkstone with both hands.

then……

"Snapped"

The inkstone was smashed to pieces by the little fox's two small claws, and her two round eyes looked at the master.

"Go down!"

The rich gentry on this floor stayed for a while, and suddenly they were so shocked that they stumbled and ran down.

Then the little fox was familiar with cleaning up the mess in this building, hurriedly putting everything together in one place, and then poured out from the window with a "wow", looking back at this Clean small building, nodded very satisfied.

"Second Young Master Fang, what is this going to do?"

In the cabin at this time, Meng Zhixue, He Zhenzhang and others looked at Fang Cun with a little surprise.

They didn't know what Fang Cun did when he came to Qingjiang City ahead of time and asked the little fox to clean up the small building.

It was also at this time that around the small building, I don’t know how many Qi refiners who had arrived early, but did not show up in advance. Regardless of their status, they are just watching from a distance. I don’t know this Fang Er. He didn't rush to ask what medicine he sold in the gourd. The current situation is set, and all the practitioners know it well, and they don't want to have a deep relationship with the Fang family...

"sermon……"

Fang Cun replied, and then he felt that it was not appropriate. He is only a cultivation base of the Condensed Light Realm. If he speaks without shame, it is really shameful, and he explained without a trace: "I I just broke through and condensed, but I had some insights, so I searched for a place to participate in the research, and I hope that with all classmates and friends, each can get a little benefit..."

As he said, he glanced over He Zhenzhang, Meng Qinger, Yu Qingli, Meng Zhixue and others, and smiled:

"Of course, if someone else comes to listen, it's okay!"

When everyone heard the words, their expressions were different, but they all seemed a little serious, and they followed him and fell from the boat.

He heard that Fang Cun said that others could listen to the lecture. He Zhenzhang came into the air at the right time, and drew in a low voice: "Second Young Master Fang is preaching on Xiyuntai today. Anyone who is interested can come and participate. Research... Don't worry, it's free..."

Fang Cun looked back at He Zhenzhang, thinking why he had to add the last six words...

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Regardless of the eyes of others, he just came to the building and sat down before the small case in the innermost side. He Zhenzhang, Meng Zhixue, Yu Qingli, and Meng Qing'er all sat down and laughed. Said: "I have heard that ~lightnovelpub.net~ Friends of the celestial sects, often hold fairs, talk about the classics, discuss the truth, discuss and participate in research, it is an elegant thing, but we are all rolling in the dust. Yun, but now we have come early and there is nothing else to do. It just happened to have a bit of effort to take advantage of the opportunity to chat with your classmates..."

After speaking, she looked at Meng Zhixue and said, "Sister Meng, when you were in Liuhu City, you were a well-known spiritual genius, far surpassing your peers. He is fast in practice and has a strong foundation that is hard to find in the world. But why, with your foundation, after entering the Nine Immortals Sect, you suddenly encountered a bottleneck. Not only has there been no sign of breaking through the boundary until now, and even the foundation of your body is a little messy?"

Meng Zhixue was a little dazed, raised her head and glanced at Fang Cun. Didn't she ask this before?

And Fang Cun looked at He Zhenzhang and Meng Qing'er, and smiled: "Lao He and Meng Qing'er are also the same. You don’t have to belittle yourself. They are also excellent talents. They can be the best, otherwise neither Will stand out from the more than 300 disciples in Liuhu City and become a sect leader, but why is it that you have entered the sect now, but you are so obscure, and there is no outstanding move?"

"Cultivation and advancement, is it really only related to talent?"

"From very early on, I started to think about this issue, until now, I seem to have some experience!"