Suddenly, Fang Ming's neck felt sore and his body couldn't move, so he was lifted up.

Then, his body was in the air, the land under his feet turned into a rapid reflection, and strong winds continued to pour in from his ears.

He was instantly restrained by Nangong Qingcheng and took it away with extremely rapid light skills.

"I'm afraid that this kind of martial arts will be joined by Hui Cong and Cheng Guan, and they are not opponents, so I don't need to mention it..."

Fang Ming measured the pros and cons, kept silent and did not resist.

But he was a human being for two lives, but at this time he was carried away by a girl of twenty-five or twenty-six, and his face couldn't help but turn red.

"What are you doing? Let me down!"

Although he couldn't move, Fang Ming still struggled and said.

"Don't move, sister will give you good things!" A gust of fragrant wind beside her, and the other party's silver bell sounded, but Fang Ming was secretly complaining:

"I'm going to suffer! Could it be that I'm going to meet the legendary female thief? I can't hand over the little bit of true sunshine so easily..."

Just when Fang Ming was still thinking about it, Nangong Qingcheng continued to say:

"I heard Feng Yu talk about you as a child, but I just took a look at it on a whim. I didn't expect you to be good and your bone age is OK, so I'm going to give you a fate method!"

"Hmm? This doesn't sound like you want to collect yin and replenish yang. Could it be that you like me and are planning to accept an apprentice?"

Since he knew that his life was safe, Fang Ming did not dare to continue to clamor, and he annoyed the other party and did not need to remedy anything. Just let Xiao put his hand so gently, and he, the star of hope in the martial arts world, may have a broken bone in the future, and that is not a joke.

Nangong Qingcheng was extremely fast, and he was like a wild goose walking in the air.

Fang Ming watched the trees on both sides retreat quickly, and even formed a dark shadow in his eyes. Suddenly, his eyes were wide open. It turned out that Nangong Qingcheng had already taken him out of the forest, came to a canyon, and jumped down directly.

In the sky, Fang Ming only felt that his sleeves were bulging with the strong wind. The stars seemed to be around him, while the giant trees and jungle turned into fine black dots, and an envy appeared on his face:

"One day, I will achieve such martial arts cultivation, and I will never travel through time!"

...

“It’s here!”

I don’t know how long it took, just when Fang Ming’s hands and feet were blown cold by the cold wind, Nangong Qingcheng suddenly put his hands on him.

Fortunately, Fang Ming practiced martial arts for a long time and had a little foundation under his feet. He stood firmly and did not sit on the ground.

While moving the qi and blood of his hands and feet, he looked at the place in front of him - this was a Taoist temple built in the valley, surrounded by thick forests, which seemed quite deep and secret.

Some of the historical precipitation of the Guanmen are written with two big words "Flying" - "Really"!

"Is it really good? Sister, are you a female crown?"

Fang Ming gave up his shame at this time, and shouted directly from his sister, which indeed made Nangong Qingcheng's face more warm.

"I am not a Taoist priest, but this is the place where this sect temporarily lives!"

"This sect?! It seems that she does have the idea of ​​extraditioning me, but she doesn't know what sect it is, but she doesn't seem to be very good and acts sneaky..."

Even with Nangong Qingcheng's light skills, Fang Ming could conclude that this place was still within the range of Huoshan and was still a forbidden area in the deep mountains, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

He himself had a delusion to cross Huoshan, but he didn't expect that he had just hit someone's doorstep.

In an instant, the rumors about the encounters of gods in the Highland tribe also came to Fang Ming's mind.

"With Nangong Qingcheng's light skills, those natives saw it and thought they had encountered a god. Isn't that normal?"

With a creaking sound, the door of the Taoist temple opened and a head stretched out.

"It's the second senior sister!" The eyes on their heads, which seemed like mice, seemed very alert at first, and then changed to surprise.

A wave of young girls quickly emerged, surrounding Nangong Qingcheng in the center.

At this time, Nangong Qingcheng's face showed a soft look, and he greeted his junior brothers and sisters one by one.

After a long time, Fang Ming, who was abandoned on the side, seemed to be remembered.

"Cui Ling! This is my newly acquired junior brother. You can take it to the placement first and bring it to the Zushi Hall tomorrow!"

Nangong Qingcheng continued to give instructions, and soon, a smiling fat man from the boys and girls came over.

"Hehe...Little brother Cui Ling, I don't know what Brother Shi calls him?"

Cui Ling bowed with a smile, but he did not feel as a senior brother as a senior. His mature appearance and rich body shape reminded Fang Ming of the Grand Prince Wang in Huichun Hall.

"I've seen it... Senior Brother Cui, Brother Fang Ming! Please take care of me in the future!"

Fang Ming naturally quickly changed into a smiley face, and in his opinion, although this little fat man named Cui Ling was bloated, his hands were slender and powerful, and he obviously had practiced some kind of kung fu in his body, and his internal energy cultivation was not even weaker than himself.

"Haha... wherever you are! I've just been in the process for more than a year, and everyone will understand each other when they are together!"

"It's also a newcomer? Sister! Could it be that I've encountered a cult?"

There was already speculation. Fang Ming, who had been confirmed by Nangong Qingcheng's "Junior Brother" before, was very depressed.

This "real view" is very large, very large, and covers no smaller area than Huichun Hall, which makes Fang Ming very curious about where Nangong Qingcheng found the materials and craftsmen.

The entire Taoist temple was cultivated into a huge courtyard of five entrances. Of course, Fang Ming was not qualified to enter and exit at will at this time.

Fortunately, Cui Ling seemed to be a businessman and had great skills in speech. He introduced Fang Ming a lot and also missed his own background. According to Cui Ling's self-report, he was the only son of the owner of a martial arts hall in Lechun County. He had been taught the skills of a judge since childhood. However, a year ago, his family suffered a great disaster and happened to be rescued by Nangong Qingcheng. Therefore, he joined his subordinates and practiced hard until now. Because Cui Ling is also from Minglun County, he became more close to Fang Ming in an instant, and called out to each other and was extremely intimate.

"Come on, Junior Brother Fang, your room is right in front!"

Cui Ling smiled and led the way in front of him, pushing open a yard door.

Bang!

"oops!"

A scream came. Fang Ming crossed the door and saw that Cui Ling was too anxious to open the door and didn't notice anyone behind him.

"Ah... it's Junior Sister Murong! Sorry! Sorry!" Cui Ling seemed to recognize the other party, apologized repeatedly, and introduced to Fang Ming: "This is Junior Sister Murong who follows Senior Sister Nangong. Although we have followed Senior Sister for the longest time, we are still the youngest junior sister in order by age..."

"What kind of messy sorting is this? Do the elders of the masters don't care?"

Fang Ming rolled his eyes, then looked at Junior Sister Murong who was squatting on the ground.

At this time, there was indeed a loli on the ground, who was about twelve years old. She was wearing a snow-white palace dress and a floor-dressing skirt with two buns on her head. She was squatting on the ground, touching her red forehead, Xuexue and she felt pain.

Cui Ling coaxed and apologized, and finally squatted with his head in his arms, no! Junior Sister Murong's attention was shifted to Fang Ming.

"I've seen Junior Sister Murong!"

"Senior brother just call me Xiao Murong!" Little Murong seemed to be a little stupid in his heart. After his attention was diverted, he couldn't even care about the scars on his forehead.

"Sister Nangong said that a newcomer has come, and Xiao Murong also wants to come over to meet his senior brother as soon as possible..."

The name of sister made Fang Ming feel secretly, but he didn't show any of it, and he got along with Cui Ling and Xiao Murong who held her head in her arms.

The supper was specially delivered to the room. In addition to a full pot of green vegetables and tofu, there was also a fat chicken, which made Fang Ming very happy.

The next day, Fang Ming, who had eaten and drunk enough to accumulate energy, was brought to Nangong Qingcheng again.

"Junior brother had a good rest last night?" Nangong Qingcheng looked at Fang Ming with a smile.

"I am very grateful for the hospitality!" Fang Ming was quite stunning in a state of being unafraid of boiling water. Anyway, his life was long before the other party's hands, and he gave up the idea of ​​running away after seeing the other party's light skills. Therefore, he could eat and sleep happily, and finally relieved the pain and fatigue of the old Lin during this period.

"You should know what I mean, right?"

Nangong Qingcheng stood with his hands behind his back, and behind it was a good mahogany altar. Above the offerings of the four seasons, a scroll of paintings seemed vague among the blue smoke. There were two large characters full of ancient meanings - "Xuanzhen"!

"Of course, but I still have some doubts and want to ask the girl for advice! Otherwise, I would not dare to call my senior sister!"

Fang Ming said in a deep voice.

"But I can only tell you what you should know!"

Nangong Qingcheng turned around: "This sect suffered a great disaster. A senior brother and I lived here with Xiao Murong. At the same time, in order to rebuild the sect, we collected some disciples. However, the enemy is powerful, so we can only choose those who have broken the world and avoid disasters..."

"Although you already have internal strength, your path is very positive. You are not a bystander, and your age is still acceptable. I have the idea of ​​cherishing talents. With the glory of our sect, many people can't get in while crying!"

"As for the issue of martial arts, you don't have to worry at all. Before I get the elder's order, I will only teach you the basic methods of this sect. This is an auxiliary martial art, and it will not conflict with what you have learned..."

Nangong Qingcheng's words were like sword moves, pointing straight to the hearts of the people, and instantly dispelled most of Fang Ming's doubts.

"I'm talking about it! All the talents are so lie to be taken by famous sects!!! It turns out that this kind of destructive sect is recruiting people, and there are terrifying enemies, and even the martial arts are only one auxiliary..."

Fang Ming secretly complained in his heart.

"Can I not join?" Fang Ming, who knew the power, made his final efforts.

"What do you think?" The snow-white long sword behind Nangong Qingcheng buzzed.

"Okay! Can you tell me the name of that enemy sect so that I can remember it more!" Fang Ming said with a wry smile.

"Qingyun Sect!"
Chapter completed!