As a deacon who had been in the Sutra Pavilion for fifty years, Fang Yunbai was extremely familiar with the things in the Sutra Pavilion. And he was not surprised by Zheng Ming's question about the stone altar. Because this stone altar was originally an extraordinary thing.

"Report to the sect leader, this is..."

Before Fang Yunbai could speak, he felt that his mouth was suddenly filled with breath. He could not say what he was about to say, but again.

"Good disciple, you have to remember to call him a master." Zheng Ming looked loving, and Fang Yunbai was almost vomiting.

It is really crazy to be a disciple of a young man in his twenties! But under the power, there is room for him to resist, and he can be said to have no strength to speak at this time.

"Master, this is a spiritual gathering array, a formation of spiritual veins gathering. There are only thirty-six places in the entire Wanxiang Mountain." Fang Yunbai said this, and looked at the spiritual gathering array with a hint of complexity in his eyes.

Spirit Gathering Array. Zheng Ming had long heard of the Spirit Gathering Array in Wanxiang Mountain, but he did not expect that this empty Sutra Pavilion would actually have this thing.

"You can enjoy a spirit gathering array yourself. The speed of cultivation should be faster than that of ordinary people!" Looking at the spirit gathering array without any spiritual energy overflowing, Zheng Ming joked at Fang Yunbai: "Why is it still a third-grade rank until now?"

Fang Yunbai curled his lips and said, "Master, what you are talking about is the spiritual eyes produced by the spirit gathering array, and only then can we practice there."

"This spirit gathering array only plays a role in gathering spiritual energy and teleporting it to the spiritual eyes. Not only can it not improve the spiritual energy around it, but it will even weaken the spiritual energy here."

The spirit gathering array weakened its spiritual energy. This was the first time Zheng Ming heard that he came to the spirit gathering array and looked at it casually, and was about to ask about the specific situation of the spirit gathering array. The Wanxiang Seal that he should not put in the bracelet suddenly jumped even more powerfully.

In contrast to the Wanxiang Yin, the Xuanpin Bead on his head became extremely active at this moment. Compared with the time when there was no spiritual gathering array, it was at least one hundred times stronger.

He could use the mysterious female bead to use the spiritual energy in the spirit gathering array to activate the seal of all things. The moment this thought flashed through Zheng Ming's heart, he was shocked.

The introductory instrument, especially the three-yuan introductory instrument, can only be used by his own original owner. Now he actually wants to use the Xuanpin Pearl to display it, which makes Zheng Ming feel unsure, but he is also somewhat expectant.

However, although this idea was formed in his heart, Zheng Ming had no background in his mind.

"Hahaha, isn't this the master's disciple?" A young man in blue bowed his hand and bowed with an extremely exaggerated move: "Gourmet to the future sect leader, please take care of me!"

Just as the boy finished speaking, his companions around him burst into laughter. Fang Yunbai, who was called this, looked calm at this moment.

It has been three days since the domineering master took him directly to his disciple, Fang Yunbai felt that he was in a nightmare.

Almost everyone would joke with him, and his name also changed from an unknown deacon in the Sutra Library to a disciple of the head of Wanxiang Mountain. Some even clamored to say that he was the heir of the sect!

Is a white-haired heir? He understands the meaning of these people's words, but knows that they can only focus on their hearts.

Although his anger at this irresponsible master had reached its peak, he could only hide it in his heart.

It’s not that he is so tolerant, but that master went into seclusion in the Sutra Pavilion after announcing his acceptance of his disciple.

There is not much spiritual energy in the Sutra Library, and there are even fewer martial arts secrets. Even if there are secrets, they are martial arts skills below the fifth grade.

Not to mention Zheng Ming, even he didn't care about those things. In the Sutra Pavilion, what's the point of retreat?

These days, Fang Yunbai has learned about his master's situation. He suddenly understood why this domineering master suddenly accepted him as his disciple.

Conspiracy, this is to let yourself share the firepower for him. When he is discussed and attacked by others because of his random behavior, throwing himself out like a joke can share the firepower for him.

What a treacherous!

He is not very old, has no brainstorm, speaks nonsense, and is thick and black invisible!

These are not very good words, and they were all used by Fang Yunbai on his master. He felt that these words could only describe his young master.

Originally, he was a rising young man who could not dominate the Wanxiang Gate, but he would be one of the great evil spirits of the Wanxiang Gate in the future. Now, because he himself does not know how to check, it has become a big joke.

He really dared to accept Xiao Wuhui as a disciple. He forced himself to press it to the ground, but he actually wanted to accept Xiao Wuhui.

It's so delusional and too ignorant!

"The eldest disciple of the leader of the sect, I am right!" A black boy sang a fat look at Fang Yunbai respectfully, and then said in a deep voice: "I am Xiao Ling, I am ordered to ask the leader to go to the Wanxiang Palace."

"Hahaha, Senior Brother Xiao is really good at playing!"

"No, I'm also the master's disciple. I'm really laughing to death. Grandma, our Wanxiang Sect actually has such a master's disciple. Why do I think our Wanxiang Sect seems to be not far from being destroyed?"

"The Changtian lineage, I originally thought I wanted to take this sect to a new height, but I didn't expect that a madman, a little girl, and an old man, tsk, the ancestors appeared, save the Wanxiang Sect!"

...

These comments made Fang Yunbai blush even more. He had long since wanted to stay here, but these people stopped him and did not give him a chance to leave.

Rubbing his hands gently, Fang Yunbai said in a deep voice: "That...that master is in seclusion in the Sutra Pavilion, you go and call him!"

"How dare we do this kind of disturbing the sect leader? I would like to ask the master's disciple to report it, so that you don't let the head wait in a hurry." Xiao Ling in black looked at Fang Yunbai with a smile, as if he was looking at a cat of a mouse.

He was teasing Fang Yunbai. In his eyes, Fang Yunbai was his toy, the toy that showed his power in front of others.

Fang Yunbai felt the momentum emitted by Xiao Ling in front of him, and finally said in a low voice: "The Sect Master will not let you disturb me."

"I don't think I dare to come out. As the sect leader, don't want to enjoy rights or obligations. The sect's Yuanshi has not been distributed this year. If he doesn't solve the problem, the entire sect will be in chaos."

"Come out, what a good man is to be a turtle? If you dare to be the leader, you have to give us an explanation."

"Yes, I have used up all my Yuan stones for a long time. I was just saying that I would send some Yuan stones to impact the Yuefan Realm. If you don't have Yuan stones, isn't this a scam?"

Fang Yunbai's head was buzzing. At this time, he looked at the Sutra Pavilion behind him and missed the days three days ago.

Although I had no name in the Wanxiang Sect at that time, and even if I saw it, I would not have glanced at him for a long time, but at that time, I was so free!

What a great day to practice martial arts, read idle books, and drink a little wine!

But now, everything is gone, that damn guy forced himself to take over as a disciple. Woo, how can a person be so shameless?

Looking at the elites around him, who were aggressive, but in fact, they were all preparing to make fun of him, Fang Yunbai felt like crying.

God, who will save him?

"You guys wait, I'll report!" Fang Yunbai's head shaking, and he made up his mind to throw him out as a shield. No way, Fang Yunbai would never allow such a thing to happen.

You, Zheng Ming, want to hide in the name of seclusion, don’t think about it, you cheated me, this time, I will find it back.

After saying this, Fang Yunbai was like a warrior who was willing to die, strideing towards the Sutra Pavilion.

"Don't let him run away. If he learns from his master, who will we look for?" someone shouted loudly.

The shout suddenly made everyone who was a little calmer and suddenly exploded. Someone responded: "Yes, don't let him run away."

"The head of the head is still waiting. He is about to run away, we can't explain."

"Follow him to find the sect leader!"

Fang Yunbai was crowded with people again. He was a little troubled when he wanted to twist his body. He was not looking for the sect leader. This was just looking for debts.

"Yunbai, why is it messy here?" At this moment, a voice rang in Fang Yunbai's ears.

Hearing this sound, Fang Yunbai felt that he was relaxed. He quickly turned his head and saw Zheng Ming holding a small seal in his hand, looking at him with a smile on his face. He looked really good.

Haha, I can finally get rid of it. Woooo, these three days are just like dreaming.

"Master, you finally came out. They are all disciples of various veins. They said they wanted to ask you to discuss things."

He quickly walked to Fang Yunbai, who was close to Zheng Ming. The word "Master" was very loud. It looked like he could hear his cry within ten miles.

If someone who doesn't understand the reason will definitely be moved by the old man's respect for his teacher when he hears Fang Yunbai's cry, but everyone present knows that the old man is telling them that the real master is coming.

Zheng Ming still looked at Fang Yunbai with a smile. He understood Fang Yunbai's little thoughts even more, but he did not pick them up, but was still standing there with an old god.

In fact, it is not necessary for Fang Yunbo to remind him that most of the disciples knew Zheng Ming. After all, when the Baimai was martial arts, Zheng Ming became famous in one fell swoop.

Zheng Ming, who defeated Ji Yuanzhen in one fell swoop and cultivated the Qinglian Sword Song, was the object of jealousy of many disciples, but they were only jealous of Zheng Ming.

But now it’s different. Zheng Ming has gone from a rising star in the sect to an almost weird existence.

It is too unreliable to accept Xiao Wuhui with shameless words. So the little fear that was originally formed has disappeared completely at this time.
Chapter completed!