Qingyuan Immortal Palace

"Unexpectedly... he was killed in one move, and even the soul did not escape..."

The remaining foundation-building monks were tied up by He Dong's low-grade psychic treasure, the Immortal Trap, and watched helplessly as Taoist Guang Lie was killed.

Everyone was trembling with fear.

They usually dominate and dominate the territory of Luoyun Mountain.

But now it has become a piece of meat on someone else's chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

At this time, their hearts were already filled with fear.

"Senior...Senior...don't kill me...don't kill me..."

"Spare your life...I don't dare to do it anymore..."

Many of Luo Yunshan's disciples cried out in tears.

Fang Yang had no intention of killing them.

First of all, Fang Yang is not a murderer. If Taoist Guanglie doesn't bully others too much, Fang Yang will never take action.

Secondly, Fang Yang also wanted to inquire about Luo Yunshan's situation from them, otherwise Fang Yang would inevitably suffer a loss when the enemy and we are unknown.

At this moment, Zhou Xiang rushed to Fang Yang, knelt down and worshiped: "Senior, please accept me as your disciple."

On the other side, Salo, a young man from the Lingya tribe, also bowed down and said: "Senior, I don't know how to say nice things. I just hope you accept me as your disciple. I will never let you down!"

Zhou Xiang's eyes are moving and he looks very smart, while Salo's mind is firm.

Fang Yang used his spiritual thoughts to scan and discovered that Zhou Xiang turned out to have the dual spiritual roots of fire and wood. Wood generates fire. Although this kind of spiritual root is not as good as the heavenly spiritual root, it is not weak, and it can be regarded as a top-grade spiritual root.

Salo has the dual spiritual roots of earth and fire, and his perception of earth spiritual weapons is very good. It can be said that both of them have good cultivation qualifications.

Fang Yang smiled slightly and asked, "Little friend Zhou Xiang, why do you want to worship me as your teacher?"

"I want to take revenge and eliminate harm for the country!"

Zhou Xiang said with great certainty. From his few words, Fang Yang felt the overwhelming resentment.

Fang Yang's heart moved slightly and he nodded.

"What about you? Why do you want to become my teacher?" Fang Yang asked Salo lightly.

"In order to no longer be angry, and in order to no longer be bullied by the tribe!" Salo said very firmly.

At the same time, his innocent eyes showed deep desire.

This kind of look may not be much felt by other monks, but it makes Fang Yang, who has practiced step by step from a mortal to his current achievements, very moved.

It is a spirit of working hard and competing with the sky.

"These two people are very similar to me!" Fang Yang made a decision in his heart.

Fang Yang's personality has two biggest characteristics, one is natural intelligence and the other is a firm mind.

And these two young men happened to coincide with Fang Yang, "Maybe this is also a kind of providence!"

After Fang Yang practiced "Pictures of Stealing the Sky", he benefited a lot from understanding the way of heaven.

At the same time, it is also because of his understanding of the way of heaven and his indescribable understanding of the secrets of heaven.

Fang Yang vaguely felt that if he accepted these two people as his disciples, they would definitely accomplish something in the future.

But Fang Yang didn't know whether this was a good or bad move.

"Hmph, cultivation is inherently contrary to heaven, and I am still cultivating against heaven. It doesn't matter if it's good or bad!"

Fang Yang felt a surge of pride in his heart, and then laughed loudly and said: "Okay, I will accept you two as my disciples. Zhou Xiang, you will become my senior brother first, and Sarao, you will be my junior brother!"

"You must support each other in the future and fulfill your wishes together!"

"But your wish is a small way. I also want to tell you that practicing a way is going against heaven. In the future, in order to ascend to the Immortal Palace and achieve the eternal way, this is the great way!"

Although Zhou Xiang and Salo could not understand clearly at this time, they were still people with solid foundation. After hearing Fang Yang's words, their hearts surged with pride.

The two immediately said: "Disciples must follow the master and pursue the great path!"

Upon hearing that Fang Yang had accepted the two as disciples, the Muxia clan leader and many Lingya clan members looked surprised.

"Okay, okay!" Fang Yang pointed with a smile.

A wave of spiritual energy blasted into the minds of the two of them.

In an instant, the two of them felt a slight pain in their heads, and in an instant, a basic magic spell was produced in their minds.

Of course, these are just the most basic techniques, which are just techniques for breaking through from ordinary mortals to the stage of Qi training.

Although it is only the most basic thing, if there is no guidance from anyone, it will take several years to explore on your own like Fang Yang did to advance to the Qi training stage.

Of course, there are still many people who have not obtained the correct method. After practicing for a lifetime, they will be an ordinary martial arts master at most, and they may not be able to reach the threshold of Qi training period in their lifetime.

This shows that this initial legal decision is also very important.

At the same time, Fang Yang took out two bottles of elixirs and two jade slips, and handed them to the two of them gently.

The two also discovered that there was a delicate bag around their waists.

"The two of you will take the elixir first and practice with the methods I taught you. After you advance to the Qi training period, you can choose the methods you like from the jade slips."

"I have selected all your magic arts that are more suitable for you. As long as you become a monk, you can also get the magic weapons in the storage bag. You should quickly find a place to practice!"

"Thank you, Master!" The two teenagers bowed down happily.

The servants around Zhou Xiang and many Lingya clan members were very excited. If Zhou Xiang and Salo succeeded in becoming monks, their fate might also be changed.

"Senior brother, there is a cave behind our village. It is very quiet and there are many caves. Let us each choose one as a place to practice!"

Salo said very friendly to his senior brother Zhou Xiang.

"Thank you so much, junior brother!" Zhou Xiang also had a smile on his face.

The distance between the two young men, who both had a rough fate, suddenly became much closer.

They bid farewell to Fang Yang and immediately went to find a cave in the back mountain to practice.

"Exalted Immortal, the monks from Luo Yun Mountain are very domineering. If you kill Immortal Guanglie, I'm afraid the other immortals from Luo Yun Mountain will inevitably be furious!"

"Shangxian, I am worried that you will be unable to fight with two fists and suffer losses with four hands. Can you please take the young people of our clan to find another place to survive, so as to prevent them from suffering!"

Chief Muxia said cautiously.

"Haha, is Luo Yunshan that powerful?" He Dong shook his head and smiled.

Although He Dong is in the early stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, he is proficient in formations, and because he comes from the earth, he has an endless variety of methods, which is far beyond the comparison of ordinary monks of the same level.

Not to mention Fang Yang, with the psychic magic weapon Qingque Lingri Sword and the spirit of the fairy spirit in his hand, he can compete with the monks in the transformation stage.

"Come here and tell me what the power of Luo Yunshan is like!" Although He Dong had something to rely on, he was not an arrogant person.

He Dong moved his hand, and the Immortal Binding Rope dragged the five Luo Yun Mountain foundation-building monks over like rice dumplings.

"You smart people, just be honest with us, otherwise the bearded Taoist Guanglie just now will be your role model!"

He Dong said with a majestic look.

Many Luo Yunshan disciples had already been frightened out of their courage by Fang Yang's iron-blooded methods, and all of them fell to the ground and begged for mercy.

"Senior, please spare your life... We absolutely dare not resist. We just ask senior not to kill us and leave us a way to survive..."

Said a monk who was as thin as a bamboo pole and in the middle stage of foundation building.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the other monks started to flatter him one after another, just wanting to escape with their lives.

"Haha, if that's the case, then you won't mind if I plant some soul seeds for you!" Fang Yang said with a slight smile.

"I don't mind, I don't mind..."

Under the leadership of the thin monk who looked like a bamboo pole, many monks said flatteringly one by one.

They were all afraid that if Fang Yang was dissatisfied, he would kill them just like he killed Taoist Guanglie.

If they are restrained by spiritual thoughts such as the seed of the soul, Fang Yang can kill them with just a thought, which means becoming Fang Yang's slave.

Although this is not a good thing, it is much better than being killed.

Fang Yang then thought, and five cyan flames as big as chrysanthemum beans appeared in Fang Yang's hands.

He waved the five flames lightly and poured into the eyebrows of the five Luo Yun Mountain foundation-building monks.

Fang Yang's method of thinking has now become consistent with the way of heaven through the guidance of the Tiantian Tulu.

Therefore, even if a cultivator wants to crack it, it will not be easy.

At this time, Fang Yang could clearly sense every subtle change of these people because of the restriction of his spiritual thoughts, so he was not worried about them being deceitful.

"Tell me about Luo Yunshan's strength!" Fang Yang asked gently.

"Slave, Jian Ou meets the master!" The monk who was as thin as a bamboo pole said immediately to show his loyalty.

"Luo Yuanshan is a large sect in the south of Blue Wind Continent. It has tens of thousands of disciples, including hundreds of Golden Core cultivators and ten Nascent Soul cultivators!"

"It is rumored that there was once an immortal ancestor who was in the stage of becoming a god. However, I heard that he left the sect eight hundred years ago to look for materials for a flying shuttle, hoping to refine a flying shuttle and fly to a high-level planet."

"We have ten ancestral peaks in Luoyun Mountain, and each of them has a Nascent Soul cultivator sitting on it. The first peak among them is Ancestor Zhengui. He has two immortal lovers and three concubines."

"The second peak is Patriarch Zhentong. He is Master Guanglie, no, Taoist Guanglie's master. He is extremely powerful, second only to Patriarch Zhengui."

"The third peak is Ancestor Zhenkui, a female cultivator..."

Jian Ou obviously wanted to leave a good impression on Fang Yang, so he talked about all the Nascent Soul cultivators on each mountain peak so seriously.

The guy named Jian Ou that Fang Yang found was not very skilled, but he was very clever.

At the same time, this person is eloquent, good at maneuvering, and knows very well what is going on up and down Luo Yun Mountain.

This also benefited Fang Yang a lot, and he had a more accurate grasp of Luo Yunshan's strength.

"Your news is good! There is a concentration pill here, which can make your spiritual cultivation even further. It will be very beneficial to you in the future!"

Fang Yang threw a barrier-breaking pill.

Jian Ou happily took it and at the same time carefully held the elixir in his hands.

He looked at it, and then let out a scream.

"Surprisingly... unexpectedly... this aura, this spiritual power fluctuation, this elixir is made from ten thousand years of spiritual grass..."

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