The path of cultivation, every step forward, is getting slower and slower, and the time it takes is getting longer and longer, and before I have rushed into the next realm, the juniors who have caught up are already batch after batch.

Fang Junmei and the others had given their seniors such a huge sense of chasing and oppression, and now, it was the turn of the Dafeng Clan and the others to give them such a feeling.

From the point of view of time, before they hit the late stage of the Zhiren, the Dafeng clan and the others definitely hit the middle stage of the Zhiren realm.

"The three of you, since you have reached the realm of supreme people, you didn't even join in the knife grabbing scene, which is really surprising to me. ”

Fang Junmei nodded before speaking first.

The three of them laughed.

Ba Wuji said: "Senior Brother Dafeng and I originally planned to go, but Brother Congyun stopped us, saying that it was not our stage yet, and the possibility of going to fall is very great." ”

"It's you who plan to go alone, I'm instigated by you!"

Gale said immediately.

When everyone heard this, they laughed together.

"It's true that it's not your stage yet, just this time, I don't know how many monks have died to the human realm. ”

After the laughter fell, Fang Junmei said lightly and entered the sect with everyone.

When I entered the sect, it was the disciples of the Panxin Sword Sect who came to greet him.

The momentum of the scene is huge.

The sound of the tsunami in the mountain does not need to be described.

After the juniors dispersed, everyone entered the meeting hall and introduced Long Buregret to the two, and there was another cordial greeting between the juniors.

"Dad, have you ever taken that knife back?"

After the greetings, Troubled Times asked.

Dao Lang shook his head in the troubled times, and told him about this trip, and the juniors who listened to it sighed.

"This matter is up to us old guys to calculate, you don't have to worry, concentrate on cultivation. ”

Fang Junmei said.

A group of juniors, listening to a smile.

Ba Wuji hummed and said, "Master, we are now also called old monsters, and now we can help you." ”

Fang Junmei smiled slightly, stretched out his two hands, gestured, and said: "There are no less than hundreds of monks in the realm of supreme human beings and demons who died on my hands, and each of them thinks that they can walk sideways in the supreme realm!"

At the end of the voice, the tone was cold, and the face was fierce.

Ba Wuji shrank his head, not daring to speak again.

The look of a junior is also serious.

"There are no Dao Heart Three Changes, no fusion of ninth-order spiritual objects, no top-grade innate spiritual treasures, and no supernatural means that are a little stronger than others, they are all just ants in the human realm!

Fang Jun said sharply.

All should be.

"What are you doing so fiercely, let them go out to experience it and suffer a little, and naturally they will know to be cautious. ”

Fang Buregret said with some disdain at this moment.

Everyone laughed.

Fang Junmei also laughed, looked at her and said, "If this hardship makes them never be able to turn over, then it will be a big game." Don't talk about others, you are the same yourself, the last time you grabbed the knife, your performance was not very good, and your scheming choices are still far behind!"

"I didn't!"

Fang Buregret glared and muttered, but he couldn't say a more powerful rebuttal.

There was another burst of laughter.

Fang Buregret's eyes quietly slipped through the light of inexplicable joy, as if he actually enjoyed Fang Junmei's reproach and guidance in his heart.

After chatting for more than an hour, they dispersed.

Since this day, Fang Junmei and others have stayed here, temporarily, and most of the time, they have pointed out the juniors, and the rewards they gave up were naturally a lot of them, which made the juniors happy.

For the two apprentices of the Dafeng Clan and Ba Wuji, Fang Junmei carefully taught the way of space.

Ba Wuji Space has an extraordinary talent, and he has already touched the gate of the fifth level, and the Dafeng Clan has only reached the third level, but his level in the way of the sword seal is even surprised by Fang Junmei, Nangong Congyun is also a genius in the way of the sword seal.

These three best juniors, Fang Junmei treated them the same as Zhuang Youde, Long Buregret and others, after careful consideration, he did not rush to pass on the Zhou Tian sword pattern, not that he was reluctant, but he was really worried that they would improve too fast, provoke the covetousness of the sea, and they would not be able to solve those troubles.

In the exercises, the supreme chapter of the Blue Emperor's immortal recipe was passed on to the three of them.

Daolang in the troubled times is also dedicated to training the children of the troubled family together with Liangyan and Xian Daomei in the troubled times.

And among the juniors, they are also very harmonious.

In a new era, faintly emerging.

It's been more than ten years in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Dao Lang in troubled times came to see Fang Junmei.

"Jun Mei, I have something to discuss with you. ”

Dao Lang said directly.

Fang Junmei nodded at him and took out two jugs of wine.

"In today's cultivation realm, the situation is turbulent, and the new sect forces are emerging in an endless stream, attracting good players and competing for resources. Your Panxin Sword Sect, and our troubled family, are now together at the foot of this Taixi Mountain, getting along day and night, cultivating together, and there are even marriages between juniors, but there is no official title. ”

Dao Lang of the Troubled Times said: "I plan to use your Panxin Sword Sect and our Troubled World Family as the foundation to jointly form a new sect, recruit disciples, and pass on the way of sword pattern sword spells, what do you think?"

Fang Junmei heard this, staring and thinking.

Daolang in troubled times didn't urge him, drank and waited.

"It's not the best time yet. ”

After a long while, Fang Junmei shook his head and vetoed.

"Why?"

Dao Lang asked.

Fang Jun looked at him with eyebrows and said with a smile: "Between us, there is no monk of the Ancestral Realm yet. ”

Dao Lang was stunned in troubled times.

Fang Junmei continued: "Daolang, believe me, there is no monk from the ancestral realm in charge, after the big battle, those newly born large number of sects will be swept away like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves." ”

He also said: "You and I know best, it is normal to get involved in right and wrong and get into big trouble, others can't help us, and find trouble with the juniors of our sect, what should we do?"

"Frankly speaking, what I want to do most now is not to form a new sect or strengthen them, but to pull a Ancestral Monk to support us and sit for them. ”

The words fell, and Daolang fell into thought.

After a while, the Troubled World Daolang nodded and said, "What you said is right, but I am in a hurry." You and I must be low-key in our actions in the future, and don't cause them big trouble. ”

"As for the way of the sword spell and sword pattern, how you and I should pass it on, you don't have to stick to them, the status of this new sect, don't do it for the time being. ”

Fang Junmei said again.

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