Fantasy: Traveling To The Exciting World Written By Yourself

Death Mountain.

Above the sky.

A snow-white dragon shadow was suspended in the void.

Fang Yan sat cross-legged on the dragon head, looking down at Jueming Mountain below.

Even if you use the Wuji Spiritual Eye, you still can't see through the fog covering Jueming Mountain.

"Cang Yun, you stay here.

Fang Yan warned.

"Yes, sir!"

then.

Above the empty sky, only Cangyun is left. To be more precise, it is Cangyun True Dragon.

She is no longer a snake or dragon, but a real dragon.

Only real dragons have dragon balls.

Originally, she just hoped to turn into a dragon, but she didn't expect that she would turn into a real dragon in one step.

Even though she had that relationship with Fang Yan, Cangyun always positioned herself above the maid.

Fang Yan didn't go out of his way to correct it.

Cangyun looked at Fang Yan's back, still a little worried.

Even though Cangyun is now in the first realm, he is still not a holy dragon. He cannot enter Jueming Mountain, otherwise he will definitely die.

Beyond the three transformations of immortality, there are the three views of the saint——

Dongtian view, Zhouguang view and Creation view.

Observe the cave sky and feel the power of space.

Zhou Guang Guan, comprehend the calendar of time.

27 Views of Creation, realizing the power of creation.

Non-sages cannot enter Jueming Mountain because Jueming Mountain has a space trap.

If you cannot feel the power of space, you will be unable to move forward.

Fang Yan fell from the sky, did not pass through the fog, but landed not far from the foot of Jueming Mountain.

"It is indeed an area formed by the condensed power of pure space..."

Fang Yan knew what Jueming Mountain was, but when he saw it with his own eyes, he still sighed.

In Jueming Mountain, there is no time, only pure space.

"Fang Yan?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind, but Fang Yan couldn't forget it.

"it's me."

Fang Yan slowly turned around and looked at a beautiful figure walking towards him.

Wearing a light yellow dress made her look a bit noble.

It was Feng Lianxue.

One of the three major sects today, the saint of Yuyao Holy Land.

She is also the first woman that Fang Yan came to this world.

Of course, Fang Yan couldn't forget Feng Lianxue, especially her voice.

"Eh?! You changed fields?!"

Feng Lianxue was about to say something when she couldn't help but be startled.

"Senior sister is already a saint, and I am only a half-saint."

Fang Yan said jokingly.

In terms of cultivation speed alone, how could it possibly be compared to Feng Lianxue, the incarnation of the Great Dao.

At this time, Feng Lianxue was already at the peak of Dongtian Temple, and if he went one step further, he would be in the early stages of Zhouguang Temple.

This is the incarnation of the great road.

When Fang Yan said that, Feng Lianxue couldn't help but think of the lingering scene between the two of them in those days, but she controlled her emotions well and didn't react at all.

Feng Lianxue knew very well that her rapid improvement in cultivation was really related to Fang Yan.

The pure yang energy that Fang Yan left in her body made her breakthrough in cultivation effortless and smooth.

As long as the resources are in place, breakthroughs can happen in minutes.

"Are you planning to enter Jueming Mountain?"

Feng Lianxue changed the subject and asked seriously.

Suddenly, she wanted to get to know this boy who she thought was just a passer-by.

She found that she couldn't forget Fang Yan.

In dreams, Fang Yan always appears.

Fang Yan did not deny it. Although he did not know why Feng Lianxue entered Jueming Mountain, he did not want the Demon Lord to see Feng Lianxue in advance.

As soon as the Demon Lord sees Feng Lianxue, he will definitely guess that Feng Lianxue is the incarnation of the Great Dao, and then what happens next is self-evident.

"It turns out that you are already a spiritual saint."

Feng Lianxue suddenly realized.

"Each other."

Fang Yan said lightly.

"Sister, who is he?

Behind Feng Lianxue, two women walked out. They were quite stunning. Although they were not as beautiful as Feng Lianxue, they were not much inferior.

Apparently, they are Feng Lianxue's two junior sisters.

"Ite...."

Feng Lianxue hesitated for a moment and said, "My Taoist companion."

"What?!"

When the two junior sisters heard this, they were startled, and regardless of the fact that there were many sect disciples around them, they exclaimed.

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Feng Lianxue and others.

Many people don’t know Fang Yan, but they certainly know Feng Lianxue.

Anyone who is a man knows who the saint of Yuyao Holy Land is.

You know, Yuyao Holy Land is full of female disciples.

When male disciples from the three major sects and the other two major sects want to find a Taoist companion, they first think not of their own sect, but of Yuyao Holy Land.

At this moment, the saint of Yuyao Holy Land said that she had a Taoist companion.

This is simply a depth bomb.

A "boom" sound stunned everyone.

Except Fang Yan.

Fang Yan knew that Feng Lianxue was not good at lying, so he was not surprised at all when he heard this answer.

Feng Lianxue's way is to point directly to the original heart and have a clear conscience.

"Senior sister, are you kidding?"

A tall junior sister couldn't accept this answer.

"Are you joking when you see Senior Sister?"

Another young junior sister with a graceful figure stared at Fang Yan, as if Fang Yan had robbed her wife.

In Yuyao Holy Land, Feng Lianxue is the Taoist companion in the minds of many female disciples, regardless of gender.

Taoist companions are more of a spiritual sustenance.

Immortal species, time is long, and you must find some spiritual sustenance. Otherwise, if you practice every day, sooner or later you will become obsessed with it, and you may even get into trouble and be unable to get out.

Fang Yan looked very calm.

"Let's go in first and then talk."

Saying that, Feng Lianxue didn't hesitate, took Fang Yan's hand and walked towards Jueming Mountain.

When the two junior sisters saw this, their eyes widened and they hurriedly followed.

At this moment, they all knew that Fang Yan was really Feng Lianxue's Taoist companion.

"God damn it!"

The two junior sisters were very unhappy.

The saint of Yuyao Holy Land unexpectedly fell into the hands of Fang Yan, an unknown disciple of the sect.

God is unfair!

"Your junior sister is very unhappy."

Fang Yan held Feng Lianxue's delicate hand in his hand and couldn't help but said jokingly.

"There's nothing I can do."

Feng Lianxue shook her head and said: "This is the fact."

"Sister, how do you know him?"

The tall junior sister hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to get in between Fang Yan and Feng Lianxue, but she failed.

"You'll get to know each other after a nap."

Feng Lianxue didn't think much about it.

The two junior sisters were suddenly startled.

Although Fang Yan understood Feng Lianxue's character, he couldn't help but be startled at this moment, it was too straightforward.

It's one thing to understand it, but it's another thing to hear it with your own ears. It's so shocking.

"Let me tell you."

Fang Yan knows that if this continues, the situation will become even more difficult to deal with.

"I am a disciple of the Taixuan Holy Sect. During an expedition, I rescued Xiaoxue, so we got to know each other."

Fang Yan talked nonsense seriously.

This is his skill, he lies without any pressure.

Feng Lianxue couldn't do this.

When Feng Lianxue heard this, she immediately gave Fang Yan a grateful look.

"By the way, why did you come to Jueming Mountain?"

Fang Yan changed the topic.

"Senior sister, help us find the life-threatening grass."

The graceful little junior sister rushed to answer.

"Deathweed?"

Fang Yan realized something instantly. .