Walk alone

The fleet approached Jinglin Sect, and Fan Wujie, who was above Qinglong, suddenly opened his eyes, and even issued an order. With a thought, everyone in the fleet was silent in an instant!

The previous breath was loud and the next breath was silent. This sharp contrast suddenly focused everyone's attention on Fan Wujie!

Fan Wujie slowly sat upright and then stood up. Although his movements were very simple, they carried an indescribable momentum and exuded endless charm. Countless female cultivators in the audience looked at him with gleaming eyes!

Fan Wujie clasped his fists and said: "One breath generates ten thousand dharma, Hunyuan destroys the universe, Fan Wujie, a member of the Hunyuan Sect, is here to participate in the Jinglin Sect Mid-Autumn Festival and pay homage to Senior Brother Xianglin of the Jinglin Sect!"

Then a gift, indescribable freedom and ease!

The True Monarch Xianglin immediately stood up, with a smile on his face that showed no trace of the majesty of the True Monarch Yuanying. The grievances he had felt in the past few days had all dissipated, and he replied loudly:

"Please come quickly, please come quickly, Junior Brother Wujie, please come in quickly!"

Then True Lord Xianglin said to True Lord Xiangkun who was presiding over the meeting:

"Senior Brother Xiangkun, Junior Brother is here. Please open the door of the sect quickly and invite them in?"

Fan Wujie's master is Xinyuan Zhenzun, and he is a fellow monk with Yunliu Zhenzun of Jinglin Sect, so Fanwujie is Xiangkun Xianglin's junior brother.

True Lord Xiangkun's face was gloomy. This Brahma Wujie was completely arrogant. He only greeted Xianglin and ignored himself at all. Buddhas also have fire!

But in front of countless monks, he could not lose his etiquette. He waved his hand gently, and a water curtain appeared in the sky, and then slowly disappeared. At this point, the mountain gate of Jinglin Sect was opened, and the fleet could enter. Otherwise, it would be a waste to enter rashly. Immediately perish.

The entire Jinglin Sect city is a huge magic circle, just like this central square that can accommodate 100,000 people. It didn't exist yesterday but can appear today. This is the Jinglin Sect's greatest capital.

The Eighteen Sky Ships slowly entered the sky above the city and raised a platform in the distance. This was where the airship docked. The Eighteen Sky Ships landed on it. Fan Wujie and others flew away from the dragon's back. Supported by four beauties, Flying towards the central square.

The monks on the Eighteen-Bearing Sky Ship disappeared one by one in an instant. These people were all Taoist soldiers of Fan Wujie. They were put away by him. The Eighteen-Bearing Sky-Bearing Ship was too huge and they were not gathered together, but there were people on each of the huge bow-ships. It is guarded by monks.

The huge green dragon rolled in the air and turned into a sturdy man with dragon horns on his head, following behind Fan Wujie. In addition, there were seven monks with different shapes following behind Fan Wujie. The weakest ones are all in the Golden Core realm, and the big Qinglong man is in the Nascent Soul realm. Besides him, there is another person who looks like an old scholar. He is also in the Nascent Soul realm and is following Fan Wujie!

On the central square, countless people began to discuss:

"Is he Fan Wujie?"

"Yes, Chu Nan has shown off for a thousand years and is one of the top ten geniuses!"

"It's so powerful, so impressive. Are those three thousand Dao soldiers on the Shibakong ship?"

"The legend is that he explored the alien ruins in Yizhou and got 3,000 Taoist soldiers from the alien Apollo. However, it seems that many people died in Slaying the Dragon!"

"That Qinglong seems to be the subordinate he surrendered when he killed the Blue Eyes and Blood Red Dragon at Shiling Beach in the South China Sea!"

"See those eight beauties? The pair of fox girls are the ones he saved from the battle with the Sound Demon Sect. The fox girls repaid their kindness and became his maids."

"And that one is the most beautiful woman in the Yandang Sect. She was impressed by him and stayed by his side!"

"This Fan Wujie is really awesome! No wonder they say he will become the heir to the head of the Hunyuan Sect!"

“Rumors come out of nowhere, and where there is wind there must be shadows. Looking at it now, 80% of it is not a rumor!”

Fan Wujie came to the central square and looked around. Although he was only at the foundation-building level, no one dared to underestimate him. They all regarded him as a hero who could be on par with the Nascent Soul Lord.

It's like one bird enters the forest, and hundreds of birds are shocked! When he came here, everyone was looking at him and no one else! It's like a divine emperor, exuding endless majesty!

When Fan Wujie came here, he glanced at True Lord Xiangkun and True Lord Xianglin, and opened his mouth to speak.

Luo Li immediately had a strange feeling. If he was allowed to speak, maybe Jinglin Sect would change. Luo Li stood up suddenly and said loudly:

"Junior Brother Wujie, long time no see, how are you?"

Following Luo Li's voice, Fan Wujie looked here. The words he wanted to say suddenly disappeared. He looked at Luo Li, hesitated for a moment, and then said:

"Senior Brother Luo Li, why are you here?"

As soon as he said these words, the aura of the aloof God Emperor suddenly disappeared, and Fan Wujie became the same Fan Wujie as before, as if he had changed into a different person.

But in an instant, he immediately returned to normal and turned into the majestic God Emperor. He looked at Luo Li and said:

"No, it should be Senior Nephew Luo Li. Long time no see. Why are you here?"

Fan Wujie was the disciple of Patriarch Xin Yuan and was the same generation as Master Hu Chan, so he called Luo Li his nephew.

Luo Li seemed to have not heard and said, "Ban Wujie, I really want to ask you, why are you here?"

Fan Wujie hadn't spoken yet. Beside him, the Azure Dragon Venerable shouted, "Wherever my master goes, it's up to you to take care of Nayu!"!

Another monk who looked like an old scholar also said: "My lord, this matter is important. Don't get entangled here. This junior, don't bother with it!"

Fan Wujie nodded slightly, looked at Luo Li, and said: "Yes, I am different from before. Luo Li, no matter what happened to us in the past, it is in the past, and it is just a floating cloud to me!

My journey is in the starry sky, and the endless world is waiting for me to explore. Looking back on the past now, it’s really ridiculous, it’s just like a child’s lottery! "

Fan Wujie spoke with incomparable confidence, as if the past was insignificant!

Luo Li suddenly said with his heart: "The past is insignificant, you lost! You lost to me!"

When Luo Li used his mind, only the disciples of the Hunyuan Sect could hear it. Fan Wujie's eight subordinates could not hear it at all, lest they interfere.

Fan Wujie shook his head and answered with his heart: "I was rated as one of the best talents in Chunan for a thousand years by the Wuyan Sect. I am one of the top ten geniuses in Chunan. I..." "

Luo Li Xinjue said: "You lost! You lost to me!"

Fan Wujie couldn't speak for a moment, and then changed the subject and said: "I am the beloved son of heaven, born in response to the calamity. I have eight great masters, and I have many beautiful concubines. I have three thousand Tao soldiers, and I have left behind my reputation as a dragon slayer." …”

Luo Li said: "You lost! You lost to me!"

Fan Wujie couldn't help shouting: "That's in the past, it's all in the past!"

Luo Li said: "You lost! You lost to me!

If you don’t accept it, let’s fight again. Do you dare? Let’s fight again now! "

Fan Wujie said: "It's just you? It took six years to complete tracing back to the origin. Up to now, I haven't even had a small success in any of the Hunyuan Dafa. I have a small success in the Glazed Sea, the Golden Buddha, the Forest of All Living Beings, and the Ten Thousand Hell Flames. As long as Tongtian Peak is also a small success, I can advance to the Golden Core realm!"

Luo Li continued: "You lost! You lost to me!"

As soon as he said this, Fan Wujie was speechless. He looked at Luo Li and said after a long time: "Luo Li, Luo Li, why are you so entangled with me! Are you jealous and envious of me when I become famous all over the world! "

This time he didn't feel it with his mind, but said loudly!

Luo Li did not say that you were defeated this time. Instead, he pointed at Ye Qingfeng and said, "You are the one who is entangled with me. If you have the ability to attack me and bully my friends, what kind of ability do you have!"

Fan Wujie looked at Ye Qingfeng and said, "He, who is he? Why does he look familiar to me?"

As soon as he said this, Luo Li and others were stunned. What Fan Wujie said didn't seem to be a lie. He seemed to have really forgotten who Ye Qingfeng was.

Ye Qingfeng's expression suddenly changed. He clasped his fists and said, "Junior Brother Fanwujie, when we were at the outer sect of Hunyuan Sect, you and I..."

Fan Wujie groaned and said, "I remembered that you were Luo Li's follower at that time. I seem to have talked to you! What's your name?"

Ye Qingfeng suddenly turned red with anger, and Fan Wujie completely forgot about him. In fact, they had dated and drank several times.

Feng Zixu couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Ban Wujie, don't be too arrogant and arrogant!"

Fan Wujie looked at Feng Zixu and said, "Senior nephew Ziyun, you have no place to speak here!"

As soon as he said this, everyone was stunned. Feng Zixu looked at Fan Wujie as if he didn't hear what he said clearly, and asked: "What did you call me?"

Fan Wujie didn't pay attention and said, "Master nephew Ziyun, Feng Ziyun, isn't that right?"

Everyone was speechless. Not only was Ye Qingfeng forgotten by Fan Wujie, but Feng Zixu and Fan Wujie also remembered the wrong name. He remembered it all wrong, which was a bit much.

Feng Zixu didn't know if it was the sequelae of the arena, and he was furious. He had always been the enemy in his heart, but he didn't even remember his own name. It really irritated him!

Feng Zixu yelled: "Asshole, bastard, I'll fight you!"

"Ban Wujie, we are at odds with each other, I will fight with you!"

He was about to take action, but Lu Zhou grabbed him and shouted: "Don't be impulsive, it's a sect rule, a sect rule!"

Luo Li also hurriedly grabbed Feng Zixu and said: "Calm down, calm down!"

While they were talking, on the main stage, several Nascent Soul Lords who were guests stood up one after another and disappeared quietly.

Suddenly, True Lord Jinggui of the Yanshan Sect appeared a hundred feet away from Fan Wujie and whispered: "Fan Wujie!"

There was a kind of magic in the voice, like a ghost crying. Fan Wujie frowned, looked there, and said, "Senior, why are you calling me?"

Lord Jinggui smiled and said: "A thousand-year show? Just to confirm!"

On the other side, the True Lord Blood Spirit of the Blood Demon Sect suddenly appeared and said softly: "What are you doing? A thousand-year show? You are the one who will be killed! Do it!"

He gave the order, and at that moment, among the maids behind Fan Wujie, a woman with a snow-white face suddenly appeared, her hands showed endless cold light, and she stabbed towards Fan Wujie's heart!