The Demon Sect assigned ladies, and I drew the Righteous Fairy

Chapter 74 Every year has this day, every year has its present day

The sky brightened and the sun gradually became brighter.

But Fang Yang's heart grew colder.

He lowered his head, his mind racing.

Zheng Chengdan fell in love with Mo Yurou, who was transformed by Qin Xueyan. Zhang Chunjiu did not dare to move, but he had no scruples about the other four righteous fairies.

If he really attacks Ning Miaomiao, Wang Yujiao and the other three, what should I do?
Fang Yang closed his eyes, and in his mind he recalled the time when he went to the mission hall, when five fairies sent him off together and said to him:
"We'll wait for you at home."

Even in the modern world of his previous life, no one except his parents had ever said this to him.

Fang Yang opened his eyes.

Zhang Chunjiu really deserves to die.

Besides, the sooner you die, the better.

Therefore, I must improve my cultivation as soon as possible.

According to Qin Xueyan's plan for him, he used the second-level demon pill to advance to the ninth level of Qi training, consolidate his foundation, and continue to develop the uses of his innate spiritual power.

Then find three first-level demon pills and foundation-building spiritual liquid to break through to the foundation-building stage in one fell swoop.

With such steady improvement, his combat power will be much stronger than that of cultivators of the same level.

In this way, the chances of killing Zhang Chunjiu will be greater.

If all goes well, this process will take about two to three months.

Zhang Chunjiu still needs to pay tribute to him every month. Before Lin Xing's new furnace breaks down, he will not take any action in the short term.

I still have time.

After thinking it over, Fang Yang had a plan in mind.

Spend a month absorbing the second-level demon pill and advance to the ninth level of Qi training.

Then go to Qinglian Mountains again to hunt three first-level demon pills and strive for the foundation.

After that, it was time for Zhang Chunjiu to die.

Two hours later, today's routine training ended and everyone bowed and left.

"Brother Fang."

Zhang Chunjiu suddenly called Fang Yang.

"Master Zhang, what do you want?"

Fang Yang bowed respectfully to Zhang Chunjiu. Zhang Chunjiu patted Lin Xing who was nestled in his arms. The woman turned around and walked into the house obediently.

Zhang Chunjiu then said to Fang Yang: "I heard that you went to the Qinglian Mountains?"

Fang Yang replied: "Yes, I went to the mission hall for the first time the day before yesterday. I was lucky enough to team up with others and go to the Qinglian Mountains."

Zhang Chunjiu narrowed his eyes and said, "I didn't expect you to reach the fifth level of Qi training so quickly. I underestimated you. You are stronger than I was at the beginning."

Fang Yang immediately said, "Master Zhang, you are too kind. I am still a long way from building my foundation and cannot be compared with you, Master Zhang."

He paused, and then said, "Don't worry, sir. I will not delay setting up a stall to earn spirit stones, and the monthly tribute to you will not be reduced by a single cent."

Fang Yang knew why Zhang Chunjiu left him alone.

The first was to warn Fang Yang that he was only at the fifth level of Qi training and shouldn’t have any evil intentions.

The second is to remind Fang Yang that the monthly tribute must not be reduced.

Sure enough, after hearing Fang Yang's words, a smile finally appeared on Zhang Chunjiu's ugly face.

"Brother Fang, you are my most trusted disciple. I believe you will not let me down."

"Thank you, sir. I will do my best to help you.

"Hahaha, great, go ahead." "Yes."

Fang Yang bowed, respectfully exited Panhuan Courtyard, and then turned and left.

Looking at his back, Zhang Chunjiu twirled the two long whiskers on his chin and sneered:
"He's only at the fifth level of Qi training. Even if he had ten times the courage, he wouldn't be able to turn the tables."

After beating his subordinate, Zhang Chunjiu was very proud of himself. He took out a small blue pill from his arms, put it in his mouth, turned around and walked into the house.

Lin Xing was sitting on the bed. Seeing Zhang Chunjiu's expression, she shuddered, "Sir."

After a while, Lin Xing had collapsed to the ground. Zhang Chunjiu looked at her coldly: "Useless thing!"

The furnace and cauldron techniques practiced by the yellow-level disciples of the Tianhuan Sect have many flaws, especially in that they cause great damage to the target.

If this continues, this new furnace will only last for three months at most.

But he was still some distance away from the second level of foundation building, and he had to find a new furnace as soon as possible.

In this Yunyu Town, the ownerless female monk
Zhang Chunjiu thought of the four righteous female cultivators who were hanging out with Fang Yang.

But these four women are helping Fang Yang earn spirit stones. If he takes action against them, Fang Yang might no longer be able to pay so many spirit stones as tribute every month.

Zhang Chunjiu hesitated for a moment, and Ling'er's charming and sad face suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Brother Zhang, Zheng Chengdan beats me every day. I'm afraid. I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for you to marry me."

Zhang Chunjiu felt a sharp pain in his heart, clenched his fists, and finally made up his mind.

If Lin Xing is used up and I haven't made a breakthrough yet, I won't care about much else even if Fang Yang's tribute is cut off.

Those four righteous female cultivators all have top-quality furnaces. If I can find a few second-level demon pills, I will be able to achieve the golden elixir soon!
Ling'er, I will definitely save you!
Fang Yang returned to Wuni Lane.

As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a fragrant aroma, and saw five fairies bringing out plates of food from the kitchen one after another.

There was a big pot in the middle of the table, with a flame symbol on the bottom of the pot, and in the pot was boiling red soup with chili peppers floating in it.

"You're back? Great, let's eat."

Qin Xueyan was carrying out a plate of sliced ​​yellow throat. When she saw Fang Yang, a smile appeared on her face.

Somehow, Fang Yang felt that Fairy Qin was not performing at this moment.

Her gentle smile seems real?

"What are you standing there for? Come here!"

Qin Xueyan urged, Fang Yang smiled, walked over and sat down.

Ning Miaomiao also went to buy a jar of wine and poured a glass for everyone. Wang Yujiao was the first to raise her glass and said loudly:
"To the safe return of this evil-hearted man, this is a toast!"

Fang Yang was speechless. Ning Miaomiao patted Wang Yujiao and said, "Junior Sister Wang, you are talking nonsense again!"

Wang Yujiao chuckled and said to Fang Yang: "Hey, you are the boss, say something!"

The five fairies all looked at him. The red soup in the pot was boiling, making gurgling sounds. White steam was floating up, filling the not-so-spacious room with the air of life.

Fang Yang glanced at the five people, raised his glass, and said loudly:

"It's not easy to find a bosom friend in life, but I am lucky to be bosom friends with five fairies. When meeting bosom friends, a thousand cups of wine are not enough. May we have this day every year!"

“A thousand cups of wine is too little when you meet a close friend.”

"Every year has this day, every year has this day."

Several fairies murmured to each other, all with smiles on their faces, raising their glasses.

"Come on, do it!"

Bang bang bang!
In the slightly cramped room, one man and five women clinked their glasses together and laughter could be heard.

But no one knows whether this heart-warming scene can really last year after year.

(End of this chapter)