Unlike before, he had nothing to do when he had eaten all day in Niutou Village, Fang Gui, who had been devoted to practicing Buddhism as a top priority, rarely showed up in public. He has been in the art for half a year, but he mostly moved around the small stone bridge where he usually lives in Wushan Valley. He has not even been around this Wushan Valley, let alone the Taibai Sect, which has a wide territory.

Even the disciples of Wushan Valley who live around the small stone bridge have rarely seen him in the past few months.

Now that the "mysterious treasure" in Fang Gui's body has been fully developed, and his cultivation has been unexpectedly fast, reaching the third level of Qi training. I thought that no matter what, I could reach the middle level of resting before the three-year period.

A huge rock fell in my heart, and I finally had the idea of ​​strolling around.

The next morning, I dressed up in the small building, cleaned my hair, wore a round brocade hat, put on a calfskin boot, hung a jade pendant around my waist, looked at the bronze mirror, nodded with satisfaction, and walked out with my hands on my back.

"Young Brother Fang Gui, it's so early..."

"I haven't seen Junior Brother Fang Gui for a few days. His energy and spirit have become stronger. His cultivation has improved again?"

"When will junior brother Fang Gui have time? I have a jar of good wine here, and I'll wait for you to drink it..."

Walking in the Wushan Valley, there were fellow disciples who greeted Fang Gui with kindness and enthusiasm everywhere.

After staying in this Wushan Valley for half a year, Fang Gui's reputation for being generous has been widely circulated. I don't know how many brothers have benefited from him. Naturally, there are many self-righteous people who regard Fang Gui as a fool, but they will not say it out on their lips. What they express on their face is just a passion. At first glance, it gives people the impression that Fang Gui has a very good relationship with others and many friends.

"Haha, okay..."

"Senior Brother Wang seems to have lost weight again..."

"Senior Brother Meng is so polite. He goes back and get a few good dishes to drink together..."

Fang Gui responded with so many greetings, and he felt very happy.

In this Wushan Valley, it is very different from Niutou Village. Every time those rustic bullies see Fang Gui, they look scared and annoyed, and they are too lazy to pretend to be enthusiastic. How can these disciples from Ziwushan Valley be as sweet as they are!

I first ran to Senior Brother Aku's small building, but saw that there was no one in the building. When I asked the people next to me, I realized that Senior Brother Aku seemed to have gone out early in the morning. I don't know if he had gone to mow grass and feed pigs, or was called by the female disciples of Xiaobifeng to do errands. No matter what it was, it was not surprising. Senior Brother Aku is also famous for being popular in this Wushan Valley and has many good things, and he is the busiest one.

Fang Gui, who was idle, wandered around the small stone bridge, movable his arms and legs, and when he met someone, he would chat casually.

If it were in the past, these Wushan Valley disciples who only knew how to practice and only acted in their own circles would not want to chat with this fellow disciple who was obviously much younger than them. But now Mr. Fang Gui is also a little bit a person in the Wushan Valley, and they all expressed enough enthusiasm. Every time they went, they kindly invited Fang Gui to sit down and drink tea and talk together.

While chatting with them, Fang Gui gradually found out what he wanted to inquire about.

This Liang Tong is really a celebrity in the area around Xiaoshi Bridge.

From the beginning, this person is the domineering person in the sect.

It is said that he was originally a rich gentry in a city seven hundred miles away from Taibai Sect. His father was a ruthless person who occupied the mountain and became the king when he was young. Later, he made enough money and bribed the government, and then settled in the city lord and turned into a rich master.

Later, Liang Tong was born, regarded it as a treasure, cultivated and practiced martial arts since childhood, especially when I was looking for someone to see it, I found that Liang Tong had the resources to cultivate immortals, and was even more cruel. When he was sixteen years old, he almost emptied his family's fortune and prepared a valuable Shu Xiu offering to Taibai Sect, sending Liang Tong into the immortal gate, begging the family to produce an immortal who can protect generations of peace.

Liang Tong is also a ruthless man. As soon as he entered the Immortal Sect, he overwhelmed other fellow disciples with his martial arts he had practiced since childhood and grabbed a spiritual vortex alone. He was not the best qualifications in Wushan Mountain and did not have the most resources. However, because of his fierceness and domineeringness, he stood out among this group of Wushan Valley disciples. Now he is the third level of Qi training.

"The reputation is poor, the person is strong, and he has no background yet. He just happens to establish his authority..."

After Fang Gui wandered around for more than a day, he was already worried.

Someone saw Fang Gui inquiring about Liang Tong, but he was kind-hearted for a moment and reminded Fang Gui: "Junior Brother Fang Gui, you must be careful. Liang Tong is very fierce. He is willing to do anything in order to achieve his goal. I have heard people say that some deals seem to have been reached between you. I kindly remind you quietly, but you have to be careful and don't be deceived..."

"Don't worry, I don't mess with people, why do others mess with me?"

Faced with the reminder of kind-hearted people, Fang Gui waved his hand and didn't mind.

I was thinking in my heart: "I haven't agreed to Liang Tong yet. I just said to think about it, and he made a noise first. I was afraid that I would regret it and prepared to take control of me. It was indeed a ruthless character. I made the transaction firm in front of my fellow disciples. If I didn't buy his Ling Xuan in the end, he would say that I had deceived him and naturally came to cause trouble for me..."

Xuan Ji was a little proud again: "It doesn't matter, I'm eyeing him too..."

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After almost knowing it, I went to Lingchen Hall for a big meal, had enough food, and then walked out again, wandering around as if nothing had happened, just intentionally or unintentionally paying attention to the movements in the small bamboo forest.

The first day he didn't find the opportunity and passed by calmly. Fang Gui was not in a hurry. He practiced according to the class at night and continued to stalk the next day, just like a very patient rabbit trap before.

After three days like this, finally in the afternoon, I heard a hustle and bustle from the small bamboo forest. Fang Gui ran out of the small building excitedly to watch the fun. He saw that at this time, the small bamboo forest was already full of people. In the circle, there were a few disciples of Wushangu quarreling with anger. The middle one was Liang Tong with a sneer and contemptuous look on his face.

Among the three Wushangu disciples who quarreled with him, someone had a bruised and angry face and shouted: "Senior Brother Liang Tong, you are too much. This spiritual vortex belongs to the Immortal Sect, not yours. Usually when you practice here, none of us dares to steal yours, but you have not been here for two days. I will practice here for a while, and why can you be missing? He actually hit someone?"

"Haha, even if I don't come, the Linghuan will not be allowed to be touched by others. This is the rule I set, how about it?"

Liang Tong was not afraid of this accusation, and held his arms with a arrogant expression.

"Does...will you still have the final say in this spiritual vortex when you leave Wushan Valley in the future?"

This sentence immediately hit the hearts of many Wushan Valley disciples. They all knew that Wushan Valley disciples were about to usher in an assessment. During this assessment, some outstanding disciples may enter Hongye Valley in advance. So the Linghuan that these people stayed behind is of course the object of the most attention of many people. There have been countless disputes about this, both openly and secretly.

But the disciples of Wushangu didn't know that these words just hit Liang Tong's mind. When he glanced at him, he saw someone jumping around and looking into the circle. Who would it be if it were Fang Gui?

Although I had the idea of ​​waiting for me to enter the Red Leaf Valley and whoever likes to rob the Spirit Vortex, I have to say it more ruthlessly so that I can take the money out of Fang Gui’s heart!

With a sneer, he simply nodded and said, "Yes, even if I leave, I still have the final say in this Linghuan. I will give it to anyone I want. If someone is not convinced, then you might as well stand up and gesture..."

After hearing Liang Tong's domineering words, a riot among the disciples of the Immortal Sect around him could not help but have a stir.

"It's fine to occupy it normally, but you don't need to or give it to others?"

"There is such an unreasonable person!"

"I usually tolerate him too much, which makes him more and more arrogant..."

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In the midst of the angry discussion, the three Wushangu disciples who had a dispute with Liang Tong also became angry.

They did find out that Liang Tong might leave Wushan Valley, so they had the idea of ​​Ling Xuan. The original intention was to test it. Unexpectedly, Liang Tong was unreasonable and slapped him in the mouth. Now he shouted in front of everyone. He said this so quickly, and if he endured it, his face would be lost. In addition, there were too many people on his side, so his courage became stronger.

"Liang Tong, you're too much..."

He winked at the other two fellow disciples, and the disciple who was slapped with courage and took a step forward.

"Haha, just you, you still want to try it out with me?"

Liang Tong initially occupied the spirit vortex and hit it with his fist. Now he was thinking about the thirty spirit stones in Fang Gui's hand, and he was even more polite. Seeing that the man came forward, he suddenly rushed forward and punched the opponent's door. While the man reached out to block it, he rushed out like a poisonous snake from below, kicked him firmly on his chest and abdomen, kicking him away from afar.

"You... actually took action..."

The other two Wushangu disciples were shocked, and the arrow was on the string and hurriedly came up.

Liang Tong made a move without any mercy. He swung his body and his spiritual breath moved. He punched and kicked the two immortal disciples so much that he was so powerful that he flew to the side of the two immortal disciples, punched the elbows, and in just a few rounds, he knocked the two of them away again.

"He...he is so strong, is this the difference between the third level of Qi training and us?"

"He has extremely strong fist skills, and his cultivation is far beyond ours. Who can be his opponent?"

Seeing Liang Tong's move, he beat up three fellow disciples with three fists and two kicks. The disciples of the Immortal Sect who had just gotten angry could not help but become less courageous. He really realized the gap between him and Liang Tong. Not only was his cultivation higher than those of him, but his fists and feet were also practiced by urinating. Who would dare to provoke the overlord in this Immortal Sect again?

"Haha, a bunch of waste!"

Liang Tong saw the shrunk in everyone's eyes, sneered, and felt a little proud, deliberately looking around.

"Who else wants to attack me Ling Yum?"

Everyone around was silent and everyone looked down. Who dared to answer at this time?
Chapter completed!