Chapter 68: Flew to the sky

　　 "Brother Fang..."
　　 saw Fang Yuan also out of the hall, the sister Xiao Qiao who was waiting outside, Wu Qing and others also greeted them.
In addition to them, there are several people such as Hong Tao from Qingfeng Poetry Society. It can be said that among the people who went to Taiyue City to slay the demon and remove the demon, all the people except the dead Lu Zhu and Qi Xiaofeng arrived. Even Zhao Kangnian, who was seriously injured, was pale here. When he saw Fang Yuan coming out, he welcomed them one by one with respect and surrounded him.
　　 "Are you waiting for me here?"
　　 Fang Yuan looked at them with some surprise, and asked subconsciously.
"Exactly, after returning to the mountain, we haven't thanked Brother Fang. The deacons also said that the demon cultivation is so high, and there are many means. If it was not you who helped each other, I am afraid that none of us Can't come back alive!"
The fat man Hong Tao of Qingfeng Poetry Club used to speak very harshly, but now he seems to have changed his personality. He is honestly like a castrated boar in front of Fang Yuan. His face is trembling with fat, and he seems to have gathered a lot of courage. In order to speak calmly in front of Fang Yuan: "So we have negotiated, and will stay with you to see the merit list, and then hold a banquet in the evening, we must thank you well..."
　　 "Thank you but you don't have to, the merit list..."
　　 Fang Yuan was slightly startled, his brow furrowed slightly.
These Xianmen disciples, who have been awarded the Qingyang heritage, all talk about seniority in terms of merit, and this number of merits can be obtained from all aspects, take on tasks, or make certain contributions to Xianmen. The merits will be rewarded, and the number of ultimate merits can even determine their promotion among the immortal gates. This is the list that everyone in the immortal gates pays attention to!
There are many Xianmen disciples to receive tasks, in fact, to earn this merit, and the corresponding Xianmen rewards, they do not pay attention to it, because most Xianmen disciples have very favorable family, and more Many of them are from a family of spiritual practice, and they are rich in resources. Usually, they do not practice through the idea of ​​Xianmen. The only thing that can be seen is merit.
　　 The Xianmen merit list is published once a month, and all Xianmen disciples care about it.
　　 Although Fang Yuan knew that there was such a list, he never looked at it because he had no merit.
　　 "Then there is no defense against it!"
　　 thought about it, Fang Yuan nodded and agreed.
　　 "Go, let me take you!"
　　Wu Qing came forward happily and had to carry Fang Yuan's arm.
　　 Fang Yuan stepped back quietly and sighed, "Sister Wu, don't be so polite......"
　　 "Oh, I called you Brother Fang, do you still call me Senior Sister?"
Wu Qing looked at Fang Yuan strangely, and said, "Besides, you are usually low-key, no one knows your skills, but this time you have made great achievements, and will soon be known as Xiaozhu Feng. Bold, dare to call you brother?"
"This……"
　　 Fang Yuan also smiled bitterly, he also knows this unheard of rule in Xianmen.
The Xianmen they entered together had no order and their ages were similar. Therefore, they were usually screaming from brothers and sisters. There was no fixed number, but over time, they also formed a fixed number. Among the acquaintances, the one called the brother must be stronger. When the unfamiliar people first meet, they call each other to show respect...
　　 "Oh, the time for the release of the merit list is coming, so let's go!"
　　Little sister Qiao saw Fang Yuan's embarrassment, she laughed, took the lead in the front, and walked forward.
　　 others also hugged tightly behind Fang Yuan and followed.
　　 They were walking towards the direction of Xiaozhufeng Xishan, which attracted many people's attention.
Fang Yuan, a celebrity of the "idle man", is well-known and used to be alone, and all the disciples of Qingfeng Poetry Society are all in an extraordinary position among the immortal gates, and their eyes are above the top. Now everyone Seeing that they were all behind Fang Yuan, they looked vaguely headed by him. They felt a little surprised in their hearts. Invisible, I felt that Fang Yuan had some unfathomable meaning...
　　 "It is not long before the trial of Shengxian now. It is estimated that the true disciples will be settled in these few months!"
"I'm afraid it's not that simple. A few of the seven children in Qingyang, as well as some of the outstanding ones who appeared later, are all menacing. Whether it is cultivation, strength, or background, they are unfathomable. They can They are all determined to win the position of this true biography. How can they easily let people go, if I guess right, there will definitely be a fight between dragons and tigers on this merit list..."
　　 "Haha, that's for sure, those arrogances go hand in hand, it's difficult to divide up and down, and you have to compete, that's the number of merits!"
　　 "......"
When I came to the position of Xiaozhufeng Xishan, but before I saw a smooth stone wall, all the disciples of the Immortal Gate clustered in the east and piled up in the west. A lot of people have gathered, all talking in a low voice, discussing the possibility of ranking on the list The changes that will occur, seeing Fang Yuan and others coming over, are a little surprised, and they have made a way, let Fang Yuan go to the front, with strange eyes.
　　 "Sister Wu Qing with eyes above her head, isn't Tian Tian and Brother Qi getting tired of it?"
　　 "Yeah, why didn't I see Brother Qi Xiao today, but was mixed with the idler?"
　　 "Sister Xiaoqiao, why did you come with him?"
　　 disciples intuitively felt a little weird, but they dared not talk too loudly.
　　 And Fang Yuan was very helpless to listen to these words. He had to squint and pretended not to hear.
　　 "Hey, what are you doing here?"
　　 There are a lot of outsiders crowded, but it is very empty under the stone wall. On the few bluestones, there are only a few three or four figures, all of whom are outstanding among the disciples of Xiaozhufeng. Each one has extraordinary temperament and very deep cultivation. When they saw that Fang Yuan was actually pulled in by Xiao Qiao's sister, they were waiting with them under the stone wall, and they were a little surprised. One of them, wearing a pale yellow robe, had grown a strong man with a beard under his jaw. He looked back at Fang Yuan with some surprise, and spoke out subconsciously.
　　 With this remark, several people who followed Fang Yuan were suddenly glaring at him.
　　 "Li Jianghan, close your stinky mouth, and Brother Fang Yuan can also be insulted by you?"
　　Wu Qing stood up first and scolded him with a cold face.
　　 The disciple of Xianmen in the pale yellow robe is also one of the masters of the seven young sons in Qingyang. His strength is stronger than that of Xiao Qiao, and everyone is in awe. In fact, he just accidentally saw Fang Yuan just now, and said this subconsciously.
But Wu Qing was reprimanded in this way, but his face couldn't hold up at the moment, and sneered: "Why Brother Fang Yuan, how come I haven't heard of it? You are a girl, I don't want to tell you more, Qi Xiaofeng, if there is anything Opinion, you let him come out and tell me!"
Wu Qing is now reluctant to hear the words "Qi Xiaofeng". He immediately expressed dissatisfaction and sneered: "Today we are here to accompany Brother Fang Yuan to watch the list, and what matters to Qi Xiaofeng. Although you are crazy, this girl Not afraid of you, what can you do to me?"
Li Jianghan scolded some of them who were really confused, and his face was flushed red, and he said sensibly: "I have been letting you a few times before, I really thought I was afraid that you would not succeed? I just looked at Qi Xiaofeng's face, I don’t want to be entangled with you. If you really annoy me, hum, what kind of thing is your Laozizi Qingfeng Poetry Club, I crushed it with one hand!"
　　 "If you have the ability, you pinch it..."
　　Wu Qing's frank remarks did not put Qingfeng Poetry Club in his heart at all.
Li Jianghan was speechless for a while, but there was another plump and beautiful woman in white who couldn't help it. He looked impatiently and shouted, "What are you doing, this is the place to look at the list, you want Noisy, noisy elsewhere!"
　　 "Too true~EbookFREE.me~Who doesn’t know that this is the place to look at the list, you still use it?"
　　Wu Qing hadn't responded yet, Hong Tao sneered, "We are accompanying Brother Fang Yuan to see the list, is there a problem?"
　　 "Haha, Brother Fang in your mouth, has always been the bottom of the merit list, what list does he see?"
　　 Another person interposed, but a handsome young man in a white robe, said with a smile.
　　 "That's because Brother Fang Yuan has never received Fu Zhao before, now it's naturally different!"
　　 Little Qiao sister interrupted at this moment and said to the young white robe with a light smile.
"so what?"
　　 The young man in white robe was surprised, and said with a smile: "Are you Brother Fang Yuan able to fly into the sky after taking the task?"
　　 Several people around me laughed after hearing it!
They are all outstanding in the immortal gate, the existence of the aspirations to compete for the true pass, and the existence of the top ranking on the merit list. It is impossible to say that there are no arrogant temperaments. At this time, see Fang Yuan A big idler appeared here inexplicably. Wu Qing, Hong Tao, and even Xiao Qiao's sisters looked like they were protecting the baby, but they all felt a little funny!
　　 In the laughter, the expression of Wu Qing and others was even more unpleasant. Sister Xiao Qiao also gave Fang Yuan a guilty look.
　　 is Fang Yuan himself, a person who looks outside, as if turning a blind eye to the ridicule around him.
　　When everyone laughed, he suddenly looked up, pointed at Shibi and said, "The new ranking is out..."
　　 All the disciples listened, and all smiled and turned to look...
　　...... Then their faces gradually changed and became extremely strange!
　　 After a long time, Xiaoqiao sister smiled gently: "Isn't this just flying into the sky?"