Chapter 65: Come If You Dare (Seeking Recommendations)

  Come on if you dare!

  Fang Lin's voice was not loud, but many people present felt the meaning of the boy's words in an instant.

  This is not referring to lone wolves in the Cold War, but rather to all those who have a small abacus in their hearts.

  If you have guts, come on, we're waiting for you!

  Fang Ling felt calm when he said this sentence, but after saying it, he felt a little hot-blooded!

  This time being framed, Fang Ling although appeared very calm, but he had been harboring a flame in his heart.

  A flame that wants to burn!

  He was very clear in his heart that even if he said he didn't get the Golden Elixir True Man's cave of true essence, it would be a futile explanation.

  Since it's like this, why waste your breath!

  Whoever harbors greedy thoughts will be killed with one sword!

  Come on if you dare!

  Under Fang Ling's gaze, Leng Zhan's heart skipped a beat, and for a moment, he actually felt a sense of fear towards this young man.

  This feeling makes the Cold War very uncomfortable.

  All these years, he has been cultivating his cold war skills, and honing himself in the midst of slaughter. Not just for cultivation, but also to temper his will.

  And now, I'm actually trembling at a young man's words, this is an unforgivable mistake no matter what.

  He looked at Fang Ling and said coldly: "Wait a minute, on the road of life and death, I will definitely cut off your head!"

  As they spoke, he coldly and provocatively licked his tongue in the direction of Fang Ling.

  Fang Ling didn't say a word, his eyes gazing forward, no longer engaging in pointless debate.

  "What a bold one you are, come on!" A burly middle-aged man in his forties laughed loudly and said: "This young man is full of vigor, very much to my liking. If he can pass the Road to Ascension, our Qingyuan Gate will take him in!"

  A great Han stood on a platform that was at least a thousand feet higher than Fang Ling and the others. In front of the platform, a huge stone wall flashed with blue light, and every move of Fang Ling and the others could be displayed on the platform.

  "People with no brains, you're the only ones who'd want them at Qingyuan Gate. Our Jiulian Sect doesn't need such fools who knowingly walk into a trap and still insist on going down that road." A tall, gaunt man spoke disdainfully from a short distance away.

  The burly man's face changed instantly, and he said in a cold voice: "Jin Wu Law, I heard that you have recently refined a top-notch magical instrument, the Taiyin Sword. Why don't you let me experience its wonderful use?"

  "Li Gui, I also want to see if your Killer Sword Technique has made any new progress." The thin man, Jin Wulü, let out a cold hum, his words not giving an inch.

  The conversation between the two people, full of fire and energy, naturally attracted the attention of the other three people around them. As the only woman among the five, the 30-year-old young woman from Chunyu Valley smiled brightly as she watched this scene, just like appreciating two men showing off their muscles for her.

  And the other two, wearing Taoist robes, were only middle-aged men with initial foundation-building cultivation. They just looked up and glanced at him, then shifted their gaze to a diagram in their hands, as if it contained endless secrets.

  The one who finally spoke was the fifty-year-old man in charge, who said lightly: "Two fellow Taoists, our sect has entrusted us with the responsibility of leading this ascension to immortality, it is a testament to the trust that all the true immortals of our sect have placed in us!"

  "Now everything is focused on this ascension path, and the two of you will have plenty of time to sharpen your skills later."

  In Jinwu's eyes, a hint of coldness flashed by, but he immediately burst out laughing and said: "Brother Mu is right, I'll follow Brother Mu's arrangements!"

  Li Gui, although seemingly rough and crude, was not a reckless person. Seeing Jin Wu's words, he also spoke in a low voice: "Then let's wait until this trip to the Immortal Realm ends, and I'll learn from Brother Jin's Taiyin Sword again."

  The young woman from Chunyu Valley saw the storm end so abruptly, and a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes. However, she still smiled and said to Mu Shibo: "Mu Shibo, it's been years since we last met, and your cultivation has already reached the peak of foundation building. Who knows, next time we meet, we might have to call you Uncle Mu!"

  The young woman's words caused the complexion of everyone present to change. Although they had already noticed Mu Shixiong's cultivation when they came, noticing was one thing, and speaking out loud was another.

  It was the middle-aged man of the Zhen Dao Sect who had been looking at the picture, and now he also withdrew his eyes from the picture.

  They had different expressions on their faces, but there was one thing that remained unchanged in their eyes - envy.

  Admiring this Muslim brother.

  Namu's face didn't show any sign of complacency, instead he let out a sigh and said: "The path to Golden Elixir is one in a hundred, although I, Mou, have taken an early step now, but who knows, maybe I'll be stuck at the bottleneck for my whole life and won't be able to advance."

  "It's actually Feng Xianzi who has a natural talent, compared to us, she has more possibilities for advancement."

  Feng Xianzi did not expect Mu Shixiong to set himself on fire, and she exclaimed: "Mu Shixiong, you are really overpraising me, compared to you, I am far inferior."

  As they spoke, the plump figure trembled, and several male cultivators, although their mental cultivation had already reached a certain level of perfection, couldn't help but have their minds shaken.

  The middle-aged man who had been silent all along spoke bitterly: "Seeking the Tao is difficult, more difficult than ascending to the blue sky!"

  As soon as he said this, the faces of the other four people showed not only agreement but also a hint of surprise.

  This strange mixture is tinged with sympathy and also has a kind of expectation.

  In the end, it was Qingyuan Gate's Li Gui who loudly said: "Tong Shixiong, although your True Dao Sect's cultivation is difficult, once you advance in rank, within the same level, there are hardly any opponents!"

  Tong Shixiong shook his head, a bit disheartened, and said: "A Nine Palaces Diagram, I spent a hundred years of effort, but only refined half of it. Without sufficient spiritual energy to support it, alas, let's not mention it!"

  His words made the atmosphere between the five people a bit dull, and for a while no one spoke again.

  Just then, the woman suddenly said: "Earlier...the person who spoke earlier seemed to be called Fang Ling. In that case, it's unlikely that Brother Li will take him in as a disciple."

  "Is his name Fang Ling?" Li Gui's face also changed a bit.

  The expressions of the other three also changed slightly, and finally it was Mu Shixiong who said: "Hmm, that young man should be called Fang Ling."

  "Haha, so he's Fang Ling after all! I wonder what kind of expression he'll have on his face when he finds out we're not recruiting through the Ascension Path!" Jin Wulü seemed to have regained some dignity, and his words were filled with schadenfreude.

  Li Gui glared at Jin Wulü fiercely, then shifted his gaze to Mu Shixiong and said: "Mu Shixiong, when I came here, I didn't understand why the master would give such an order."

  "Brother Mu shook his head and said in a low voice: 'I don't understand either, but this is the instruction from the sect, we just have to follow it!'"

  "This reason, I've actually heard a thing or two." Jin Wulü chuckled and said: "The reason why Fang Lin can't be taken into the sect is actually very simple, it's because there are big shots who don't want Fang Lin to successfully cultivate."

  "What big shot?" Li Gui hastily asked.

  "You and I, no, it should be the five major sects of Lu Guo that cannot afford to offend such a big shot!" Jin Wulü glanced at Li Gui and said: "I've said this here, and I still hope that all the Taoist brothers can keep it confidential for me."

  "Alright, Brother Jin," said Feng Xianzi with a smile, "we promise not to spread it around."

  Jinwu Lu said in a low voice: "I heard from one of my masters that this matter seems to be related to the big figures of Zhenhuan Palace."

  As soon as the three words "Zhen Huang Palace" came out, the expressions of the other four people changed slightly.

  Especially that Zhēn Dào Zōng man with the surname Tóng, his face turned even more unsightly.

  Mu Shixiong's face revealed a hint of a smile as he said, "Thanks to Jin Daoist for clarifying things for us. I think it's better if we don't talk about this matter too much."

  "when"

  A soft clang of a bronze bell sounded, and the jade pendant that shone with a green light became extremely blurry, making it impossible to see even a shadow.

  The eyes of the five people stayed on the Qingguang Yupei for a while, and then Feng Xianzi said: "This great formation set up by Zhen Daozong is really cleverly crafted!"

  The young man surnamed Tong changed his face and finally just sighed.

  This tone seems to imply infinite meaning, but for the Tong surname man, in other people's eyes, it is more of a schadenfreude.

  "Gentlemen, the five-day period will pass in the blink of an eye, let's wait slowly!" As Mu Shixiong spoke, he landed on a bluestone and began to meditate with his eyes closed.

  The others exchanged a glance and each occupied a piece of bluestone, closing their eyes in silence.

  A quiet atmosphere prevails on the platform!

  At this time, Fang Lin did not know what those people who decided his fate on the platform were saying.

  The platform he was on rose again with a wave of fog. In this fog, Fang Ling found that there was no one around him at this time.

  Just as he was about to focus his attention and take a closer look into the mist, he suddenly found himself in a bright light, standing amidst lush green mountains and clear waters.

  "Fang Ling, thirsty? Here's some water!" A fashionably dressed and lovely woman handed him a bottle of mineral water.

  That woman was so familiar in Fang Ling's eyes.

  "Crack!"

  "Director Fang, Director Liu, I won't disturb you two anymore. I'll just take a photo and leave!" With a chuckle, a man holding a camera quickly walked away.

  This is in the scenic area, and I am bringing people here for tourism...

  For a moment, Fang Ling's mind was a bit dazed, and the woman beside him who gave him water smiled and said: "You haven't eaten all morning, are you hungry? If you're hungry, I'll go get something for you to eat."

  When was Liu Qian so good to me? Fang Ling has always had a crush on Liu Qian at the travel agency, but Liu Qian has always been distant from him.

  "Xiao Ling, you said you'll always love me. After we go back, will you come home with me and then we can get married? Is that okay?" Liu Qian said as she leaned gently into Fang Ling's arms.

  At this moment, Fang Ling even smelled the faint scent of fragrance flowing into his arms.

  PS: Seeking recommendations for exciting and thrilling movies!