Qingyuan Immortal Palace

"Great God Fang Yang, please use your boundless magical power to punish these monks who have done many evil things..."

"Great God Fang Yang, use your incomparable light of wisdom to lead our people out of the darkness..."

"Great God Fang Yang, please grant Salo courage. We are willing to give our lives as the highest tribute to you..."

Under the leadership of the Muxia clan leader, many Lingya clan members began to pray very devoutly.

Chief Muxia and many Lingya clan members are just mortals, and at most they are physically stronger than ordinary mortals.

However, when they were chanting, there seemed to be a mysterious power around them.

It seems that a hint of mystery emerged after they integrated ancient witchcraft methods into their prayers.

Fang Yang used his spiritual thoughts to scan and found that these Lingya tribesmen did not live in his village, but in a cave.

This cave was also the place that Fang Yang opened for his disciples to practice.

It was here that Zhou Xiang and Salo became Qi-training monks.

This cave still has the defensive formation that Fang Yang arranged back then, but the outside of the cave has been carefully decorated.

The simple stone carvings and mysterious patterns make it heavy and solemn.

"They actually turned this place into a temple!"

Zhou Xiang on the side said with some surprise.

He also practiced here back then, so it was natural that he would have a different feeling when he revisited his old place.

Zhou Xiang discovered many stone carvings about Fang Yang outside the cave that was transformed into a temple.

Of course, the statues of him and Salo were also on both sides of Fang Yang's statue, looking extremely respectful.

As many Lingya clan members continued to chant, suddenly the defensive formation originally arranged by Fang Yang seemed to sense it, and it overflowed with light.

At the same time, even the disadvantaged Salo seemed to have received a lot of blessings. Even if he could not turn things around, he could temporarily avoid the danger of death.

At the same time, this mysterious force gradually developed an extremely mysterious communication with Fang Yang.

"Well, this is the power of faith, such a mysterious power of faith!"

Fang Yang was also slightly shocked.

He felt that the Qingyuan Immortal Mountain in his body and the Zhoutian stars inside could absorb the power of these stars very smoothly, thus achieving a comfortable and natural feeling.

"I just casually saved this Lingya tribesman, but they actually worshiped me as a god. This huge power of faith has benefited me a lot and can increase my understanding of the way of heaven!"

This is not the first time Fang Yang has realized the power of faith.

Back on Canglan Star, Fang Yang was canonized as the protector of the country, the Holy Lord Tianyang.

Therefore, Fang Yang no longer looked down upon these mortals, but felt grateful in his heart.

Fang Yang took his two disciples and flew out instead of hiding.

He waved his hand gently, and the Hongtian Zhenshan Order was thrown out, and it instantly transformed into dozens of feet to resist all the attacks of the monks.

Only then did Salo realize that his master had arrived, and he was very excited.

However, his mana was almost exhausted at this time, and he almost fell down.

Fang Yang arrived at Salo's side in an instant as if he was strolling in the courtyard, and with a wave of his hand, a gentle and huge force helped him up.

Fang Yang smiled and said: "Disciple Salo, you are so stubborn, you didn't tell the sect when your clan members encountered such a thing!"

"Greetings to Master, I would like to inform you that this disciple was wrong. It's just that I feel that these people have offended our Lingya Clan, not the sect, so I want to use my own strength to protect the clan."

Salo seemed extremely sincere.

Salo is the kind of person who is single-minded but values ​​​​love and justice. He feels that this is a matter for his own people, so he is unwilling and embarrassed to let others take action.

Fang Yang shook his head and said: "The apprentice's affairs are the master's affairs and the sect's affairs. The meaning of the sect's existence is to unite and coexist!"

"If you encounter such a thing in the future, you must report it to the sect. Don't act recklessly. Your strength is still low now. If you insist on being strong, you will die if you encounter a situation like today. Be flexible when things happen. response!"

Fang Yang said sincerely to his beloved disciple.

Salo felt warm in his heart when he heard that Fang Yang not only recognized his behavior, but also regarded his own people as his own.

With tears in his eyes, he said, "Thank you, Master. I will definitely follow your instructions."

"Hmph, who did you think it was? A monk in the early stage of the Golden Core came here to pretend to be a master!" One of the monks who was at the peak of Foundation Establishment laughed.

He is the young master of Yunling Sect, and there are two golden elixir monks among his servants.

Not to mention that other monks from their sect were also nearby.

This time, I mainly heard that the Lingya tribe has a good way of collecting elixirs. I accidentally discovered that there were people from the Lingya tribe here, so I immediately wanted to kidnap them.

“The Yunling Sect is just a small sect, but it’s so arrogant and not afraid of the sect’s destruction?”

Fang Yang smiled slightly. Although Fang Yang still concealed his cultivation, the majesty naturally revealed on his body had already made the golden elixir monks here feel a little creepy.

"Young Master, I'm afraid this person is not simple. How about we retreat first or ask the sect for help!"

The short-built Jindan monk on the side hurriedly tried to dissuade him.

Another Jindan monk also offered words of advice.

The young master of Yunling Sect couldn't help but said angrily: "Humph, you two are eating everything inside and outside!"

"Are these barbarian bastards afraid of just one or two helpers? Our Yunling Sect is not afraid even of the Tianshan Mountains. How could we be frightened by the reinforcements invited by these barbarians!"

The young master of Yunling Sect said fiercely.

After being scolded, the two Jindan monks did not dare to neglect, and immediately strengthened their skills, constantly bombarding Fang Yang's Sky-Suppressing Mountain Order.

But the token remained unchanged. The young master of Yunling Sect knew that this thing was powerful, and at the same time he was even more greedy for these treasures.

The young master of Yunling Sect felt that if he retreated at this time, he would be disgraced. At the same time, he also coveted the treasures of Fang Yang and his disciples, so he also hoped to fight again.

As he said that, the young master took out a purple jade slip and poured real energy into it, and soon two rays of light shot out from hundreds of miles away in the west.

Fang Yang used his spiritual sense to find out that one of the two rays of light was a monk in the early stage of Yuanying, and the other was a monk in the middle stage of Yuanying.

Fang Yang was not afraid at all and still stood proudly.

Such demeanor made the young master of Yunling Sect secretly frightened.

However, his heart was filled with anger, "Humph, how dare this monk stand up for these barbarians. When my father and uncle come together later, this guy will have no choice but to cry!"

The young master of Yunling Sect showed a strange smile.

"It's Fang Yangshen. Fang Yangshen is here, and he resisted those bad monks in one go!"

The barbarians exclaimed, and more and more people came out of the cave.

At the same time, some people even started to worship each other.

Fang Yang felt the power of these people's faith pouring in like a tide.

"Humph, Fang Yangshen? When my father and uncle arrive later, you will be driven out of your wits!" the young master of Yunling Sect said bitterly.

In fact, there was a reason why Fang Yang didn't stop him from calling other helpers. Fang Yang knew that he couldn't protect these Lingya clan members all the time. It was best to kill them all to avoid future troubles.

Not long after, two men in green robes appeared in the sky.

One is a white-haired old man who is a middle-stage Yuanying monk, while the other is a middle-aged black-haired man who is an early-stage Yuanying monk.

This early Yuanying monk was the head of the Yunling Sect, and the white-haired old man was his senior brother. They rushed over immediately after receiving the call for help.

The Yunling Sect is actually a small sect, with middle-stage Nascent Soul monks sitting in charge, and ordinary forces are unwilling to provoke it.

However, the current Yunling Sect has to abandon its original base of Yunling Mountain and search for new sect places.

But when it comes to the changes in Yunling Sect, this also has a huge reason for Fang Yang.

Back then, Tongtian Mountain was looted, and there were widespread rumors that the two monks in the transformation stage of Tongtian Mountain had died, and the Yunling Sect also wanted to stir up the troubled waters.

So he joined forces with some casual cultivators to attack Tongtian Mountain.

Yunling Sect was quite smart and did not kill the sect directly. Instead, they chose to send many disciples to loot the mineral veins of Tongtian Mountain.

Tongtian Mountain was exhausted at that time, so they succeeded.

However, such good days only lasted for more than a month. Later, the two great god-forming monks from Tongtian Mountain returned.

All the sects that attacked Tongtian Mountain received brutal revenge.

Of course Yunlingmen also got into trouble.

It's just that they only looted the peripheral mineral veins and were not targeted by Tongtian Mountain. Even so, the Yunling Sect had to give up the sect.

In the past few years, the forces of Yunling Sect have been hiding in Tibet, and finally found a spiritual vein to set up camp near Lingya Mountain.

However, in order to develop their power, they must have a mortal foundation, so they want to capture all the Lingya clan as slaves for the development of the sect.

"Boy, you are dead, my father and uncle are here! Hahaha!"

The young master of Yunling Sect let out a strange laugh.

At the same time, he said with great respect to the two Yuanying monks in the sky: "Master, uncle, these are the monks who are protecting the Lingya tribe."

The black-haired monk's name was Zhao Du, and he was the head of Yunling Sect.

The white-haired old man named Li Dun is the great elder of Yunling Sect, and the two of them are the people with the highest cultivation level in Yunling Sect.

Zhao Du immediately yelled loudly: "Where are you from, a golden elixir monk? Why don't you bow down quickly when you see this master!"

At the same time, Zhao Du released powerful spiritual pressure, and instantly the light in the Lingya Clan's temple cave was suppressed to the point where it could be broken by a bullet.

At the same time, all the disciples around Fang Yang seemed a little uncomfortable.

At this time, many Lingya clan members understood that this monk was probably no small matter, and they all looked at Fang Yang eagerly.

Fang Yang smiled slightly and said slowly: "Hahaha, Yunling Sect, right? We can destroy the sect today!"

Fang Yang suddenly radiated his hidden true energy directly.

In an instant, the aura on his body suddenly rushed, and the spiritual pressure of Zhao Du just now was completely destroyed. Not only Zhao Du, but also Li Dun beside him turned pale.

"What a powerful spiritual thought...you...who are you..."

Li Dun said with lingering fear.

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