On the afternoon of sunset, Fang Ling walked alone on the streets of Qudu City. He was in a bad mood. He didn't want to hold it in his room and was depressed, so he walked to the streets of Qudu City.

The streets of Qudu City are very chaotic. Although the war of the Lianzun Sect has ended, everything around is messy. Fang Ling walked a street and almost every ten steps, he could meet a funeral. The sad crying and shouting were full of despair. The endless sadness made people feel sad and crying. Although Fang Ling thought that his heart was strong, the grief that was cruising around him still made him feel uncomfortable.

The war was over, and the Lianzun Sect, which killed and injured tens of millions of people, rebelled because the two big figures found a common goal and everything was over. It can even be said that this war, which killed and injured tens of millions of people, was just a death trap that was pushed by a person to live a little longer.

Fang Ling could not forget the situation where Emperor Liu and Taoist Tongguan shook hands and made peace. For the sake of the Nine-Leaves Xiangyang Grass, Emperor Liu and Taoist Tongguan reached an agreement to enter the Golden Ding Jade Palace together!

Under this big agreement, nothing was wrong. The Lianzun Sect became the national religion, and some of the major leaders of the Lianzun Sect became generals, governors, and became the dominant figures. A major reshuffle came to Qudu City, and then there was a peaceful coexistence between the Demon-Crafting Sect and the five major sects. Everything changed very quickly, so fast that it was unacceptable!

But that's how it is. In the palace, the king of Lu was drinking and talking with the newly elected leader of the Lianzun Sect. On the streets of Qudu City, there were new powerful people with horses and brocades showing off their powers. Only the crying sounds of losing their loved ones reminding people that the war that swept across the entire Lu State had just ended.

Fang Ling never thought he was a good person, but whenever he thought of the cause and effect of this matter, he felt panicked. Taoist Tongguan said that Taoist heart was as iron as iron, the great way was ruthless, was he because he had not practiced enough? Thoughts flashed in Fang Ling's heart. At this moment, he heard another crying sound not far away. The sound was not very high, but the sound was full of helplessness and hopelessness.

"Uncle, I only need a tael of silver, and I will buy my father a thin mat and buried it. I am yours! My father loved me the most since he was a child. I can't buy him a coffin, but I can't let him leave without covering anything!" The person who spoke was a girl who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, but her tender face was full of maturity that she shouldn't have at this age.

The man who is called the old man is a fierce man in his forties and has one eye missing. He heard the man laughing strangely and said, "If you die, you will die, and you will still bury him! Isn't it a waste to get a mat? I'll let someone find a place to throw your damn dad out. The so-called burial of heaven and earth is buried. If you don't bring your life or die, you can enjoy the happiness of your uncle!" As he spoke, he grabbed the woman and was about to walk out!

The woman begged hard and cried even more sadly. An old man who seemed to be in his fifties and sixties couldn't stand it and pleaded for the woman: "She is a weak woman who sells herself for her father. It's just a tael of silver. For her filial piety, why don't you help her!"

"Get out of your mother, have you seen my eyes? I've sacrificed this for the fight of the Lotus Lord. Who dares to fart randomly? I'll point fingers at me, I'll kill you together!" As the man spoke, he kicked the old man to the ground. The old man was in poor health, and he was kicked down at this time, and he struggled to stand up again. Others could not dodge when they saw this scene.

Fang Ling looked at the begging girl and the old man who could not stand up, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. Just as he was about to take action, someone said in a deep voice: "Let go quickly, otherwise don't blame me for cutting off your dog's head."

Accompanied by this sound, a fire light hit the stone not far away. In an instant, the stone turned into pieces of dust.

"Immortal Master, it's the Immortal Master!" A surprise voice sounded in the crowd, and the man who grabbed the girl's hand changed his face and then sneered: "Immortal Master is amazing? I tell you, if you have the courage to come to me, don't vent your anger with the stone!"

"I'm named in front of Lian Zun. As long as you dare to touch me, you won't be able to survive!"

The words of the big man changed his face. Although he was a cultivator at the eighth level of foundation building, he was still too far away from facing the Lianzun Sect. Just when he didn't know how to advance and retreat, someone quickly walked to the big man, raised his hand and slapped the big man to the ground, and then kicked the big man on the body.

"When you go back to find the big shots of your Lianzun Sect, it's better to find the Seven Killing King Xia Chengdu. Just say that this kick was kicked by Fang Ling!"

"Fang Ling, give me... the fourth son!" When the man recovered, he seemed to have seen a fierce ghost, and quickly got up from the ground and ran away.

Fang Ling felt relieved when he looked at the departing man. He smiled at the monk who was begging for justice and said, "Mr. Mo, it's always good to see him for a few days!"

Mo Yundi looked at Fang Ling, his eyes full of surprise, respectful, envious, and fear..., and then respectfully saluted Fang Ling and said: "Mo Yun Dubai, see Fang Zhenren, the real person is blessed with Jinan!"

Everyone who was watching the fun saw Mo Yundi's salute was stunned for a moment. After more than ten breaths, someone reacted and knelt down a large area: "Gourmet to Zhenren Fang, Zhenren Fang, Jinan for thousands of blessings!"

Fang Ling grabbed Mo Yundi, then rose up, and instantly fell into an empty courtyard a hundred feet away. Although Mo Yundi had the cultivation level of the eighth level of Qi Refining, he was still full of surprise at Fang Ling's method of flashing.

"Mr. Mo, we are old friends too, why should we be so polite?" Fang Ling put down Mo Yundi and said lightly.

Mo Yundi looked at Fang Ling with a calm expression, pondered for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "Minister Fang, I have known for a long time that you are the dragon among humans. In the future, you will surely soar into the sky and become the top figure. However, I didn't expect that in just a few days, you will become one of the four true sons of the True Tao. Not to mention a foundation-building cultivator like me, I am afraid that even if the Jindan Zhenren sees you, I will not dare to make any mistakes."

Fang Ling was less interested in talking when facing Mo Yundi, who was more respectful. He smiled and said, "Mr. Mo has any problems in the future, you can go to the Zhendao Sect's residence to find me. In the recent period, I will live there temporarily."

"Zhengren Fang, Miss is not far away. Have you seen her?" Mo Yundi hesitated for a moment and said softly to Fang Ling.

Fang Ling knew that the lady he said was his nominal fiancée Shen Mengxin. Since he had dealt with Bai Yuqi that time, he had never thought about this woman. After all, they do not belong to the same world.

"It's better not to meet each other than meet. I have asked the Weiwu Hou Mansion to announce that the marriage will be invalid. I believe that in a few days, your lady will have a good home." Fang Ling's attitude made Mo Yundi smile secretly. Originally, when Fang Ling rectified Bai Yuqi and announced the end of his marriage with his lady, he also felt that his lady would have a good choice. After all, his lady's reputation was there, but he didn't expect that this Fang Zhenren would rise up so quickly.

One of the four sons of the True Dao, one-quarter of the Nascent Soul Ancestor, joined forces to directly defeat the ancestor of Lishan Palace, Lan Yang Yushi, who surrendered obediently! This brilliant record has already pushed Fang Ling's reputation to a position that is only worse than the Nascent Soul Ancestor but much higher than the Jindan Real Person.

This position made the children of aristocratic families who felt that the opportunity had come because of breaking off the engagement. After all, they were not too afraid of a foundation-building cultivator, but the Nascent Soul Ancestor was a person who was in a big way. He leveraged them ten thousand courage to do such things that made them feel that it was very likely to endanger the entire family.

If this old ancestor Fang was upset and felt that he had married a woman who should have been his, he might be just one thought that would be enough to destroy his family.

A quarter of an hour later, Fang Ling came to the large courtyard of Chenghuang Temple. At this time, the yard was full of people with missing arms and legs. Although many people were enduring the pain, they still couldn't help but moaned painfully.

The woman wearing a cloth dress was quietly placing a needle on a man with half of his arm. As the golden needle was taken off the man's broken arm, drops of sweat flowed down the woman's face.

Fang Ling waited for a moment, and the woman noticed him at the door and handed over the patient who had been treated to a doctor. The woman walked towards Fang Ling quickly.

After hesitating for a moment, the woman respectfully bowed to Fang Ling. Fang Ling nodded, and just as he was about to ask, he heard Shen Mengxin say, "Zhengren Fang, these people urgently need a large amount of medicinal materials. Can you think of a solution?"

Fang Ling didn't say anything, but the woman continued: "These people, they... were all good people, they all had their own lives and their own homes. However, the continuous battles not only made them lose their arms or legs, but also made them lose their relatives."

"If you can't find the medicine to treat it in time, you may die. They...their fate is already miserable. I...I really can't bear to see them die because of lack of medical treatment and medicine. I would like to ask Zhenren Fang to pity them and get them some medicinal materials!"

Fang Ling's mouth tense, his eyes fell on the people lying quietly on the ground. But the woman's words echoed in his mind. They all have a family and their own relatives. Now their family is destroyed...

And the reason why all this happens is not because of the person's ** and the person's motivation.

That person stood at the top of Lu State, that person had the middle stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, that person...

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