Chapter 350 Cultivation?

Changsheng Daofu.

Xingjian Villa.

Xingjian Villa is not a main vein like Zixiao Villa and Liangji Villa.

It is just a small branch of Changsheng Daofu, which has been silent for a long time.

This Taoist Villa has not produced a great saint for tens of thousands of years!

But no matter what, it is also a small part of Changsheng Daofu.

So its portal is still out of reach for ordinary practitioners.

And Fang Yang's cousin, Fang Xuan, is practicing here.

The sky is high and the air is refreshing.

The sun is shining.

On this day, Xingjian Villa is gathering disciples.

The most important thing is that the owner of Xingjian Villa, the Xingjian Saint, wants to select some outstanding disciples to go to the inheritance cave to receive the inheritance.

"Yu Le."

"Yu Yin."

"Yu Shang..."

Several disciples stood out and came to the Xingjian Saint.

The other disciples were envious when they saw it.

Among them was Fang Xuan.

"...Yu Xuan."

Yu Xuan is Fang Xuan's Taoist name.

Now he is already a Taoist who has been granted the dharma seal.

When Fang Xuan heard his Taoist name, he thought he had misheard it and did not react.

Not only him, but also the disciples beside him could not react.

"Yu Xuan!"

The Star Sword Saint called again.

This time, the voice was even louder.

So, everyone knew that the Star Sword Saint was indeed calling Fang Xuan.

At this moment, everyone had different expressions.

Some were shocked, some were dazed, and some were thinking.

To be precise, Fang Xuan's current performance is enough to deserve the name of a genius among his peers.

But who is not a genius of the same generation among the disciples who can worship in the Changsheng Dao Mansion?

Based on Fang Xuan's qualifications, he should not be one of the disciples who received the inheritance of the cave heaven.

But the fact is that this is the case.

"The disciple is here." Fang Xuan's body trembled, and a slight smile appeared on his face.

He stepped forward and quickly approached the Star Sword Saint.

The Star Sword Saint looked at him, smiled and nodded.

Fang Xuan had a clean background. He was Fang Yang's cousin, and Fang Yang was now the head of the same lineage!

Once Fang Yang had fully grown up, Fang Xuan might not be able to take advantage of this favorable wind to rise straight up and give back to the Star Sword Villa.

Of course, this was just an idle move.

So the Star Sword Saint was willing to give Fang Xuan a chance because of Fang Yang.

"With the temperament of the Mansion Master, he would not be able to show me extra favor at this time."

Fang Xuan's mind was like lightning: "So, he saw that my cousin performed well and wanted to see if I still had potential that had not been tapped?!"

These years, Fang Xuan had not lived in vain. He had been trained very early.

Following the recent major changes, he quickly came up with the corresponding answer.

If nothing unexpected happened, he was just benefiting from his cousin Fang Yang!

"I am not as good as my cousin, or even as good as Sister Min and Uncle Haozhi, but I also have my own strengths."

Thinking of this, Fang Xuan raised his eyebrows.

He can't be a peerless genius like Fang Yang, the ancestor of such a lineage.

But he can also act around Fang Yang.

He wants to work for the Fang family and strengthen the foundation of the Fang family.

For example, he can take root in Xingjian Villa.

He built a branch of the Fang family in Xingjian Villa, so that more Fang family members can get enough training!

Perhaps one day, under the leadership of Fang Yang, their generation will work together to make the Fang family comparable to the Sen family! !

"Why did I think of this..."

"Haha, no wonder there are all kinds of contradictions between the local faction and the foreign faction in the Taoist Mansion."

Fang Xuan was speechless, but he figured out some things.

For example, the potential contradictions between the local faction of Tianzhiyu and the foreign faction of Xuanzhiyu within Changsheng Taoist Mansion.

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[Ayang, I heard good news about you in the Holy Courtyard, I am so happy for you...]

[Father also told me about your recent situation. Since you are doing well, that is the best...]

[If you really encounter any problems, just tell me and father...]

[The fireworks are blooming again, so beautiful, I sent you a photo stone...]

In the practice room.

Fang Yang was really reading the letter sent to him by Sen Hui.

As he read, a touch of tenderness appeared at the corner of his brow.

Immediately, he picked up the pen and wrote to respond to Sen Hui's feelings, carefully and repeatedly reviewing.

Half an hour later.

He put down the pen and checked other letters.

Most of these other letters were sent by the little girl Sang Xiaowan.

This little girl seemed to treat him as a big brother next door.

She told him all her troubles and asked him how to solve them.

When dealing with Sang Xiaowan, Fang Yang's attitude was more casual.

[Brother Fang Yang, I am writing to you, hehe...]

[I didn't expect you to become a Kunpeng spirit, it's incredible...]

[You are so amazing, even Senior Brother Jiuze praised you, well, I am determined, I want to be like you when I grow up...]

[Alas, memorizing is so difficult, why are there so many Taoist scriptures that I need to understand? I really don't understand...]

[Hehe, you don't know, my Senior Sister Qingyun is very strong, of course, she is still a good person, I hope she can return soon...]

The crooked handwriting made Fang Yang frown.

After a while, he finally understood the mystery.

Rustle...

The sound of writing fell.

He picked up the pen and wrote, answering casually, and it took less than a cup of tea to finish all these.

Then, he tidied his clothes and walked out.

The letter sent back to Sen Hui had to go through the channels of Cambrian Yazun and Baizhi Yaosheng.

The letter sent back to Sang Xiaowan had to go through the channels of Yu Lei Dasheng and Fu Sheng Xiangu.

Everything was normal on the side of Cambrian Yazun.

When they came to Yu Lei Dasheng, they delayed for some time.

Yu Lei Dasheng had a smile on his beautiful face: "In a short time, the battlefield of the dream world group will be completely formed. Are you ready?"

Fang Yang nodded: "Don't worry, Dean, I will pay more attention."

"..." Yu Lei Dasheng laughed dumbly when he heard this.

At this moment, she recalled Changshengtian's instructions to her, and couldn't help but look at Fang Yang a few more times.

Her eyes were a little weird, because she suspected that Fang Yang was playing a cultivation game with Sang Xiaowan.

Sang Xiaowan was born with a delicate and beautiful figure, and she also possessed the advantages of both Fu Sheng Fairy and Zi Xiao Mansion Lord.

It is conceivable that if Sang Xiaowan grows up, she will be so beautiful and charming.

"Ahem."

The Thunder Lord coughed dryly and said, "The Zi Xiao Mansion Lord is a deep and measured person, and his thunder method is earth-shattering."

"?" Fang Yang did not understand.

When he just walked out of the Taoist temple, Fang Yang suddenly came back to his senses and understood what the Thunder Lord was referring to.

For a moment, he was silent.

Sang Xiaowan looked like a well-behaved and cute top-grade loli, but in fact, she was like a bad-tempered female ghost.

Moreover, he had already planned to propose marriage to the Sen family and marry Sen Hui after returning to the Xuan Realm.

At this moment, the night was deep.

The stars were burning and shining, but they were still no match for the bright moonlight.

"Hmm?"

As soon as he walked out of the dojo, Fang Yang looked towards the southeast with a premonition.

There, he saw Yu Qinxian, who was as quiet as a fairy.

Or rather, Yu Qinxian was waiting for him intentionally!