I'm sorry, but the female partner is going to cultivate.

Chapter 26
Tea House.

The pavilions and pavilions around the Mingming Building are dotted with vibrant bouquets of various colors. The strange rocks on the rockery are stacked together, making them jagged and imposing. A wooden plank road stands on the lake and leads directly to the center of the lake.

In the central pavilion, the two male cultivators were sitting opposite each other across the stone table. It was Fang Mianzhi and the Wuji Sect Elder Wei Ming.

"Elder Wei, I've been harassing me for a long time. Thank you for your hospitality these days. Fang can't help but feel it." The long black hair was tied with suet jade, and he has recovered the graceful and calm manner of the noble son.

"Sect Master Fang, I've been waiting for a few days to entertain me badly." Elder Wei also replied politely.

"Fang has stayed here for the past few days and felt that your sect has abundant spiritual energy and pleasant scenery. It is a good place for cultivation. At the same time, Fang hopes that if there is an opportunity, in addition to the previous sect competition, two more sects can be compared in the future. Communication between the disciples." Fang Mianzhi continued, maintaining a perfect smile on his face and treating people without omissions.

"I will report this to the head of my sect, and I will continue to keep in touch with your sect in the future." Elder Wei agreed with a smile.

Wei Ming looked at Fang Mianzhi's completely clueless expression, and his heart was beating.

This Fang Mianzhi is really a talent, he is more than 100 years older than him, not only his realm is a lot behind him, but he is completely inferior to him in playing with people's hearts, and he is completely led by the nose.

Thinking that the old fox had guessed his intention long ago, but his words did not reveal a drop of water.

"No one in the sect came to disturb you, right?" After thinking for a while, Elder Wei stubbornly asked directly, whether it was a spy or a disciple in the sect, the Wuji Sect had a responsibility that could not be shied away, and simply broke the jar.

Unexpectedly, the corners of Fang Mianzhi's mouth rose miraculously after hearing it. Although the magnitude was small, Wei Ming's nearly 300 years of life was not in vain, and he sensitively captured the changes in his expression.

Shouldn't it be, could it be the one who got rid of it secretly? Elder Wei was beating in his heart at this time, his thoughts were disturbing, and he thought of thousands of possible outcomes in an instant.

"Oh, there is a descendant of my family who is studying here, and I hope the elders will not pursue it." Instinctively, Fang Mianzhi said the latter sentence.

It means that until the point is reached, don't check the identity of this person again, and don't pursue it.

Hearing this, Elder Wei felt relieved, and the pressure on his body was instantly relieved.

A big gap away, Fang Mianzhi's faint strength and coercion still made his body tense instinctively.

Although he is already an elder of the God Transformation Sect, his realm has surpassed that of most monks on the vast Cangzhou Continent. However, he knows that in front of a real powerhouse, he is still like an ant, and he may not even be able to walk two distances. trick.

Wei Ming clearly knew the gap between the two.

Strength is king, which is why Fang Mianzhi was able to become the head of a sect at such a young age. Even if those noble families were unwilling, they could only bow their heads and agree.

The road is impermanent, he has seen too many such things.

One moment he was still chatting and laughing, and the next moment he was dead.

It was his carefulness that allowed him to take him step by step to the height he is now.

It turned out that it was the family who came here. Fortunately, it was okay, but I was afraid that one accident would cause two conflicts, Elder Wei Ming thought in his heart.

"I don't know who it is, can you tell me?" Since he is the junior of the head of Fang, he also has the idea of ​​taking care of him at ordinary times. One more friend and one less enemy, why not do it.

"He sees your sect's strength as strong, so he came to your sect to practice Taoism." Fang Mianzhi said about him, as if he didn't want to say more.

Elder Wei saw that he hadn't opened the chatterbox, so he didn't ask any further questions.

"Sect Master Fang, let's keep in touch."

"Okay, see you again." After that, Fang Mianzhi took out his flying sword, stepped on it, went straight into the sky, and then galloped away, so fast that he only saw the corners of his white clothes and the white clouds left in the sky mark.

In a private house at the foot of Wujizong Mountain, the person standing at the head was tall and tall, dressed in white, and his hair was made of mutton fat.

A pair of phoenix eyes that are as dark as ink, as deep as a cold pool, revealing the color of a falcon.

His expression was cold and stern, and his whole body revealed a dark temperament that no strangers should enter, as dangerous as a beast.

The appearance and temperament of the man with long sleeves and dancing have changed completely from the previous one, and he did not dare to recognize him as one person.

The next few dozen cultivators stood in two rows, neatly lined up, all dressed in black clothes, with black scarves wrapped around their heads and faces, and they were all silent at the moment.

"Lord." The man in black stepped forward and half-kneeled in front of him.

"Speak." The voice also became a bit rough and cold, completely different from Hexi's voice before.

The man in black knelt on his knees and said respectfully, "My lord, the second-in-command asked if you have anything to do."

Since the last time the Lord went to the Ordinary Realm alone, the news was unknown, and the second master was in a hurry. Several waves of people sent to look for it did not find the Lord.

But now, he gave them a voice transmission and let them go to the Promise Sect.

Everyone, believing and doubting, wait here.

Unexpectedly, people really appeared here unscathed.

The people's hearts finally let go.

"Nothing, how's the investigation going?" The man in white continued to ask, his voice still cold and without any emotional ups and downs.

The man in black was obviously used to it, and continued, "We have been along the line and found that the border of the magic cultivator in the northeast is really just around the corner."

"Oh, sorcerer?"

"Yes, I wasn't sure at the time, but our people found out that after checking the disciple who lost his mind, the damage he suffered was indeed more in line with the damage of the demon cultivator. The spiritual energy in the body was rioting, and the wound had a faint demonic energy."

"go on."

"The demon cultivator's side is also not peaceful. I heard that the power is changing, and the forces of all parties are more complicated."

Rubbing his brows, Fang Mianzhi came to Wuji Sect for this. As the head of Xiaoyao Sect, in recent months, the disciples in the sect have been dealing with dementia one after another, and it has always been handled in secret.

Now there are no clues, but there are demon repairers and demon repairers.

Since the last Three Realms War, the forces of all walks of life have been divided, and the situation has been relatively stable.

Things got more complicated.

"How about the Xiaolong team?"

"According to your voice transmission's instructions, I have disguised myself into the mortal investigation, and I haven't received any reply yet."

Since that rainy night, Fang Mianzhi has been very interested in the people behind the Facebook puppets, and vaguely, he found that this is not easy.

"Go back first."

"Yes."

I saw the man in white raised his hand gently, a black vortex seemed to appear on the originally smooth and white wall, and the man in white took the lead and strode in.

The man in black waited for a while, and said to the people behind, "Follow up."

Then the people in black followed into the whirlpool, and the whirlpool on the wall became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

This private house has returned to its previous quietness, as if no one has ever been there.

(End of this chapter)