The world's first fairy gate

The two hurried to the Yuwu Hall where the guests were received, and they were still walking outside the main hall when they saw Fang Chengjing beating the child from a distance.

Yun Fang was very unhappy.

What's wrong with playing, even came to his place to play and beat the children?

Yunfang has always protected his shortcomings, so he immediately picked a green leaf from the flowers on both sides, and flung it lightly there.

The green leaf brought out an invisible barrier and placed it in front of the beaten disciple. City Master Fang didn't have time to stop, but was firmly knocked back by the barrier. He fell back two steps and was supported by the fairy servant.

He froze for a moment, then turned his head to look, and saw Yun Bing walking over with someone, who raised an eyebrow at him.

The Yuwu Hall was built in the middle of the mountain. When Yunfang came, there were clouds and mists behind him, and his clothes fluttered, like an exiled fairy descending to earth.

City Lord Fang immediately froze.

That expression, almost wrote on the face: beautiful!

No doubt a fool.

"Receive Harazi," Yun Fang said, "What are you doing?"

City Lord Fang still didn't come back to his senses, staring at him as he walked in from outside the hall and came to his side.

Yun Fang's eyelids couldn't help twitching, and he said with a bland smile, "Am I pretty?"

City Lord Fang nodded sincerely.

Yunfang: "..."

On the contrary, he was amused and laughed, thinking that Fang Bangchui was extremely interesting.

Qingcheng is located in the south of Lingnan, where the sect of Qingyang is located, hence the name Qingcheng.

Most of the elders of the Qingyang Sect are ruthless characters who cannibalize people and don't spit out their bones. Somehow they have grown into a person like Fang Chengjing.

Fang Chengjing is famous in Kyushu for the word "crazy". He is obsessed with the good colors in the world. Flowers, birds and trees are all in his eyes, but he claims that people are filthy things, and there are only a few beauties who can be in his eyes. Among ordinary people, there is a princess from the imperial capital, The young lady of the Gu family's head branch in the south of the Yangtze River, among the monks, Zixiao Mountain occupies all the places, and she is brother Yunfang Honglan.

Thanks to the pen of the city lord Fang, these four are all beautiful and admired by the world.Especially the newly famous young lady of the Gu family, who came to propose marriage almost broke the threshold of the Gu family.

The head of a sect became famous because of his obsession with beauty, this sect is really not far from closing down.

The male disciple who was prostrate on the ground was helped up by two teachers and sisters. Fang Chengjing beat him so hard that his back was so red and swollen, it was so pitiful.

He was supported by his teachers and sisters, he felt both wronged and proud, turned his head and said to the two women: "Thank you Yingying, thank you Chongni."

But those two didn't look at him at all, but stared at Xianzuo with bright eyes.

The male disciple's heart was very delicate for a while.

What are they excited about?

On the other side, Yun Fang felt that Fang Chengjing was really interesting, so he wanted to tease him, so he purposely leaned over and teased, "City Master Fang looks at me like this, so maybe he's here to propose again?"

Fang Chengjing: "!!!"

Seen up close, the beauty's skin is like jade, and her pupils are rippling, as if gathering the brilliance of the world.

"No, dare not," Fang Chengzhu said in a daze, "If you can see the face of Xianzuo, you will die without regret, but if you can see it every day, you will die in an instant."

Tsk, I heard that Dao is dead every day, but this guy can be a romantic ghost when he sees a beauty.

Yun Fang couldn't help laughing.

Everyone didn't know the situation, and they were stunned: What kind of development is this?

The dumb-headed goose City Lord Fang blushed even more when he saw the beauty laughing and showing his favor, as if he wanted to become a fairy in place.

Xie Qiuhan's face turned dark immediately, and he stepped forward to stop them, separating the two of them, "City Lord, respect yourself."

City Lord Fang still looked at Yunfang eagerly.

Seeing that Xie Qiuhan was also involved, Yunfang was a little more solemn, coughed lightly, and learned the way with style: "City Lord Fang, respect yourself."

Xie Qiuhan: "..."

Oh, it is clear that he himself has a part.

Yun Fang asked as if nothing had happened, "What happened? Why did City Lord Fang come to Zixiao Mountain to teach me a lesson?"

Without waiting for Xie Qiuhan to say anything, City Lord Fang took the initiative and said: "Misunderstanding, this is my nephew—" He waved to the male disciple, "Fang Cong, come here."

Fang Zhuang had just been beaten, so he ignored him, turned his head and snorted.

City Lord Fang glared at him angrily, and wanted to beat the child, but Yun Fang was watching, so he couldn't continue.

Yun Fang glanced at Xie Qiuhan, Xie Qiuhan immediately understood what he meant, and ordered his disciples to be taken out for medicine.

Although Xie Qiuhan was angry at him for provoking people everywhere, he still gave him a lot of face in front of many people.

His temper always flares up behind closed doors, unlike this Young Master Fang, he doesn't care about the occasion.

Xie Qiuhan was originally dealing with a few guests. He knew in his heart that the relationship between the royal family and the fairy sect is delicate and needs to be handled carefully, so they couldn't pry his mouth away.

Everyone was at a loss, Xie Qiuhan was about to see off the guests, suddenly, a disciple named Fang Cong rushed up, and quarreled with the city master Fang, and the quarrel turned into a one-sided beating.

Xie Qiuhan didn't know how to stop him for a while, so he called Yunfang over.

If I had known that City Lord Fang was of this virtue, I might as well not call it.

As if deliberately providing a comparison to set off Xie Qiuhan's goodness, Fang Zhuo began to heal the scar again and forgot the pain, and continued to speak harshly: "I won't go home! Don't try to get me back!"

"You!" City Lord Fang was furious, "Your skin is itchy again, you brat!"

Fang Cong: "If you have the ability, kill me!"

City Lord Fang immediately complied, wanting to fight him to the death.

The fairy servants rushed up to hold him back, and tried their best to wink at the two female disciples. The two female disciples were stunned for a while, then immediately moved, one dragged his hands and feet, the other covered his mouth, and dragged Young Master Fang away.

Fang Chengzhu jumped his feet angrily.

Yun Fang watched coldly, watching City Lord Fang being pissed off by his nephew, gloating and thinking: It's better for his own child to be good.

Seeing that his nephew had disappeared, City Lord Fang sat down and drank two mouthfuls of tea.

Only then did I remember that everyone was watching.

He was trained and angry, and finally gave a wry smile, "I'm sorry, I made everyone laugh."

In addition to Yunfang and the others present, there were also people from Jiangnan Guxie's family. The hall was full, and everyone was very involved in watching the jokes. But when City Lord Fang mentioned this, everyone immediately shook their heads. Hypocritical expression of understanding.

"You're still young, it's nothing."

"That's right, your son is a talented person with excellent bones, but he was rebellious for a while, no problem, no problem."

"It's a good thing that my nephew has a strong temper and strong bones!"

"..." The next person hesitated before speaking. Is this a son or a nephew?

He was more honest, and finally asked: "What did the child do? Did he hit him too hard?"

"Heh! It's just not strong enough!" City Lord Fang glared, "If Xianzuo doesn't come, I'll carefully pluck this brat's skin today!"

Yun Fang glanced at him lightly, indicating that he has something to talk about, so don't gossip.

City Master Fang said disgruntledly: "This kid didn't want to learn the Qingyang Sect's kung fu, and wanted to come to Zixiao Mountain to learn art, but tricked me into helping him sneak out. I believed his evil, and praised him that he is a good boy with ambitions in all directions. I didn't know that he even stole a bunch of banknotes and magic utensils from me... That's all, but I don't want to talk about it, but he also stole my painting and sold it down the mountain, it really made me angry. "

After listening to the painting, everyone became attentive.

That was Fang Chengjing's painting.

Yunfang also became interested: "How much does it cost?"

City Lord Fang was heartbroken: "30 taels!"

There was a sound of gasping for air all around.

Fang Chengjing's paintings are said to be hard to find, and the price is too high... only 30 taels?

This is sold as a fake.

Put it in their house, this poor child must be smoked to death.

Quietly, the envoys from Gu Xie's family waved their hands behind them, and two people in Ge clothes stepped back and went out to the back hall.

At present, the decree of cheap business is still enforced, and merchants are not allowed to wear brocade robes, but more kudzu clothes.

Yun Fang saw it, and the corners of his eyes twitched, Gu Xie and his family were too inhumane, they were comforting Fang Bangchui in front of them, and then sent someone to take advantage of it behind their backs.

City Lord Fang finished counting the bad things his nephew had done, and asked Yun Fang, "I don't know which palace master he is worshiping now, so I can give him a few more words and pay for his sins first."

Really pity the hearts of the elders in the world.

Yun Fang felt a bit of sympathy for him, and turned to ask Xie Qiuhan, "Which palace real person is under?"

"..." Xie Qiuhan said: "City Master Fang doesn't know that the Nine Palaces have already been abolished, and now the disciples of Zixiao's sect are no longer divided into sects. As for Nephew Ling Xian, he has just started and has not yet become a teacher."

City Lord Fang was slightly surprised: "What?"

He usually doesn't care much, so he didn't even understand the changes in Zixiao Mountain. Xie Qiuhan explained to him carefully, and then he figured out the ninth level of Zixiao Mountain, and he clapped his hands together in admiration: "such a one Come on, it’s wonderful to eliminate the differences of sects and make full use of the disciple’s academic ability.”

Xie Qiuhan just smiled.

At this time, a disciple came in, whispered something to Xie Qiuhan, and handed him a booklet.

Xie Qiuhan turned a page, scanned it briefly, and handed it to Fang Chengjing.

Fang Chengjing said: "What is this?"

Xie Qiuhan: "The results of the final exam have just arrived."

This was obviously in Fang Chengjing's heart, and he picked it up as soon as he heard it, flipped through his nephew's performance appraisal records, and at the same time couldn't help but look at Xie Qiuhan more, thinking that this young man is really witty and empathetic.

Yun Fang was beside him, and couldn't help but twitch his eyelids, the big brother is really cruel.

Sure enough, when Fang Chengjing saw that his nephew was absent from all classes, and after being criticized as three bright red inferiors in arts, science and art, Fang Chengjing became angry again.

It's fine for a dead child to do evil inside the door, but it's a shame to go out and show his eyes!

Xie Qiuhan hadn't really been careful enough to sue his fellow disciples yet. Seeing that City Master Fang was going to get angry again, he hurriedly said, "City Master Fang is not in a hurry to get angry. Let's turn another page. The three lessons of sword shooting and thunder are all excellent."

Turning to the next page, there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers, three special ones.

The final rating is level six, which means passing the examination from the first grade to the sixth grade.

Yun Fang caught a glimpse of it, he gave a huff, and said, "Is it the Heavenly Spiritual Root? Why don't I know."

It's just that the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.

Everyone in the hall glanced at Xie Qiuhan quickly.

Tianlinggen is an extremely rare aptitude, and when it is released, all sects and sects are overwhelmed, why no one talks to Xianzuo?

Xie Qiuhan felt extremely wronged.

Yeah, why don't you know that?Is it time to reflect on your conscience?

On the other side, Fang Chengjing came to his senses and said immediately: "Xianzuo, my nephew has admired you since he was a child, and following your example, he came all the way to Zixiao Mountain this time in order to learn from you." Half way."

Xie Qiuhan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly glanced at the two of them.

Yun Fang only slightly raised his eyebrows.

This Fang Chengjing, who was asked by his nephew just now, and now he heard that he has not yet worshiped a teacher, and immediately set a role model for others to admire since he was a child, where can he find such a good uncle?

Fang Chengjing rubbed his hands: "Xianzuo, what do you think?"

"Let's talk about it," Yun Fang casually practiced Tai Chi, "I have only accepted two new disciples in my pavilion, and I haven't grown three hands, so I can't bring them here. It will take a few more years for me to accept them."

Everyone knew that his two disciples were just for decoration, only Xie Qiuhan was brought along, and now he seemed to be very promising, this was just an excuse for rejection.

City Lord Fang wanted to ask again, but Yunfang refused so tactfully, so he couldn't say it.

Xie Qiuhan felt much relieved.

But after a while, there was another bitterness.

He didn't want Yunfang to accept apprentices.

But why should he?

Tianlinggen is rare in this world, and when the yield is good, there is only one plant in a hundred years. Since Qingyangzong let the children slip here, Zixiao Mountain should hurry up.

Although Yun Fang once said that he did not want to accept disciples, how could it be possible?How can he break the inheritance with such a strong ability.

Yun Fang took a sip of his tea, and when he looked up, he happened to catch a glimpse of Xie Qiuhan's displeased face, he couldn't help but slapped his hands, and let out a gasp in his heart.

Could it be that he still likes that kid surnamed Fang?

He touched his chin.

It's not surprising, Xie Qiuhan also made two friends, one is Xiuyu, the other talks about peace, and the other is careless.

"Xiao Qiuhan," Yun Fang said.

"Ok?"

Yun Fang asked Xie Qiuhan patiently and gently, "Why are you unhappy, do you want a junior brother?"

Xie Qiuhan: "..."

Fang Chengjing was taken aback, there is a turning point?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xie Qiuhan bit the bullet and replied, "Junior Brother Fang has excellent qualifications."

Yun Fang raised his eyebrows, as if he was really thinking about his words, and muttered: "The aptitude is not bad."

Xie Qiuhan: "..."

He understood what it meant to lift a rock and shoot himself in the foot.

And the ten fingers connect to the heart, and the toes probably count too.

He couldn't help but think, you have never praised me like this!

But when he thought about it carefully, he was an earth spirit root when he first started, but when he first entered Zixiao Mountain, he was assigned to do odd jobs in the outer sect. How could Yunfang praise his aptitude against his conscience?

Xie Qiuhan felt sour in his heart.

On the other side, Patriarch Gu, who had listened to the whole process, suddenly felt like a bright mirror opened its lid, shining brightly: It seems that the key to recruiting apprentices is not whether Xian Zuo wants to, but whether the eldest disciple is willing or not?

So, when Xie Qiuhan was racking his brains to make amends for himself, he heard the Gu family next to him say: "Actually, my Xiaojiu has also admired Zixiao Mountain for a long time. Xiaojiu is seventeen years old, has a single water spirit root, and has excellent qualifications. This time I came here to find a teacher for her."

Xie Qiuhan gave him a puzzled look, what kind of argument is this, what kind of fun did he come to join in on?

Immediately, Yaoshou's Xian Zuo said: "Hey, it's not bad, but junior sister is also good."

Xie Qiuhan: "..."

Xianzuo said enthusiastically: "What do you think?"

Xie Qiuhan suppressed his anger and kept his face intact. He pointed out, "It's been less than half a month since the apprenticeship ceremony was held."

Don't make trouble for me!

Yun Fang saw that he was a little unhappy, and just said "yes" along the way, but the city lord Fang foolishly added, "Gu Jiu has a beautiful appearance and a graceful temperament, which can be said to be very rare."

It's almost the tone of a matchmaker.

Yun Fang: "...Really?"

Before Fang Chengzhu nodded, the envoy of the Gu family had already quoted a long story to sell his daughter, and finally concluded firmly: "Seriously!"

Yun Fang rubbed his chin, and his expression became more serious.

Xie Qiuhan only felt the veins on his forehead throbbing, and finally couldn't help it.

He stood up abruptly, and the chair scraped a sharp sound on the ground.

Everyone looked at him in surprise.

Xie Qiuhan didn't show any signs of displeasure, he didn't learn how to play a child's temper in a hurry, he just said openly: "Whether it's a younger brother or a younger sister, when you enter the mountain, you are from the same sect, and you should help each other. There is no reason I can't explain it. Immortals If you want to accept disciples, you can have a detailed discussion with several real people, and carefully consider it."

It happened to be the bell ringing, and the bell sounded a simple rhythm, which drew a side to his words.

The few visitors didn't know that he was a little awkward, but through this meeting, they remembered him as a big disciple-this Xie Qiuhan was clearly cultivated by the real person Shenxiao himself, but he was very similar to Honglan back then, generous Steady and careful, Zixiao Tiangong has successors.

"It's time to ring the bell," Xie Qiuhan glanced outside, seeing the real people pouring out from all the doors, "It's time for the evening ceremony, the younger generation has to go first, don't blame the real people."

"But it doesn't hurt to go."

"It's important to preside over the ceremony."

"Yes, yes."

Xie Qiuhan bid farewell politely amidst the echoes, and escaped an embarrassing matchmaking.

Several visitors sent Xie Qiuhan out, anyway, everyone probably felt that he understood the righteousness and was able to advance and retreat smoothly.

... Only Xianzuo felt that he had thrown a soft nail on his face.

He can guarantee that Xie Qiuhan's small eyes at the end completely said: I'm angry, I ignore you, I'm leaving.