Fairy, I really am a villain!

"Dad, you are too vulgar. If you keep hanging like this, I will kill you."

Fang Qingxiao hugged her brother's arm and looked over coldly.

"No, no, no, it's not easy to see them once." Fang Tianyu's old face softened immediately, and his expression became flattering, just like a daughter slave. "Qingqing, how about those sword techniques? Daddy collected them with great difficulty."

"generally."

"No way?" The man was shocked.

"Very average."

Hearing this decisive answer, Fang Xiwen looked at her suspiciously.

When he went to the bathroom in the middle of the night yesterday, he passed by Fang Qingxiao's room and found that the light was still on. Moreover, she didn't even go to the practice room today, but was busy reading the sword manual in the room.

Feeling the gaze, Fang Qingxiao glanced at him sideways, pursed her lips, and exerted a little force on her hands.

"Sister, you are so cute——"

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen couldn't help but say something suicidal, but before he could finish his words, he was pinned down by his sister. There was a faint pink on his sister's face, and she just stared at him straight.

"I, I didn't say anything..."

"Humph," Fang Qingxiao glared at him, got up from him, and then crossed her arms and looked at the light circle with a blank expression, "Very ordinary."

"When did you two become so close?" Fang Tianyu scratched his head, his eyes flickered between the two of them for a while, and suddenly his face turned stern, "Fang Xiwen!"

"Yes!"

"Since you have started practicing, your father has a few things to explain to you."

"You say."

He straightened his back and looked at the seventh-level martial arts master with an extremely serious expression.

A great master of this level can save people countless time with just a few words of advice, and it is extremely precious to receive his personal instruction.

Inside the light screen, Fang Tianyu put his hands behind his back, his whole demeanor was extraordinary, he exhaled and spoke:

"Don't go to the brothel every day!"

"Yes!"

"Once every three days. If you can't help it, once every two days!"

"Yes!"

"Don't go to the brothel every day!"

"Yes!"

"You promised so readily, can you do it?"

"can!"

Seeing his brother responding loudly with his neck stretched out, his handsome face gradually turning the color of liver, Fang Qingxiao couldn't help but laugh so hard that his shoulders trembled, and finally he pounced on him and started playing with him.

Fang Tianyu nodded with satisfaction, pacing back and forth, still imparting his valuable experience:

"...One pill from the white bottle every two days, two pills from the red bottle every day, mix one packet of Youguisan with water before meals, remember everything?"

"Remember, remember."

Fang Xiwen was sweating profusely after hearing this. He pushed aside his sister who was pressing on him and asked a question while panting, "Father...Father, is this communication device something from the Buddhist sect?"

He was a little hesitant about the title, but because he liked Fang Qingxiao as his sister very much, and he also took on the identity of the Third Young Master, he finally called her that.

"Hmm? Yes," Fang Tianyu nodded without any doubt, "A new thing from Maitreya."

"so."

"Have you all seen your uncle? I heard that he was involved in some trouble, and Xiwen, you helped a lot."

"It's just a coincidence."

"See? Qingxiao, why don't you learn from your brother?" Fang Tianyu lowered his head and clasped his hands together and said humbly, "Daddy begs you, okay?"

"Not at all. Let Xiwen talk to him if there's anything."

Seeing that his daughter was not moved, Fang Tianyu tried to persuade her for a few words, but then she gave him a pleading look helplessly.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen nodded, thinking to himself, I'd rather die of exhaustion.

When the halo disappeared, he walked over and carefully examined the lotus platform for a while, then casually put the mustard seed ring away.

Originally they thought it was some high-tech, but it turned out to be something from the Maitreya religion. Their willpower allowed them to play with it in a lot of ways, and this communication tool didn't even require true Qi to activate.

Judging from Fang Tianyu's vague words and the fact that he was just chatting about trivial matters, the conversation using this communication device would most likely be monitored, and even things around him might be seen.

As a master of the capital, he is using this thing, so the attitude of the royal family is very subtle...

Fang Xiwen was thinking about something when he was knocked to the ground by his sister without paying attention.

Because she had not been to the training room, she was wearing a simple Liuxian skirt, a moon-white thin dress, a brocade belt around her slender waist, and a white jade hairpin slanting in her hair. She looked at me with a sharp gaze, "You are not allowed to go to those places of fireworks."

"I didn't think about going?"

"Then give the pill to my sister for safekeeping." She stretched out her hand.

"I don't mind," Fang Xiwen handed over the mustard ring, a little confused, "...Why do you care so much?"

In the past, the Third Young Master could go to any brothel he wanted, and he would never object if he asked you to help him date a lady.

Now that he is so self-disciplined, Fang Qingxiao is still worried... How strange.

Yuan Yang has many benefits for spiritual practice. People with premature ejaculation cannot even get started with some martial arts. People who aspire to reach the pinnacle of martial arts pay great attention to it.

Unless you are practicing joyful Zen.

"Do you find me annoying?" Fang Qingxiao took it and asked with narrowed eyes.

"No, I don't dare."

After taking away the dozen bottles of pills, Fang Qingxiao stuffed the mustard ring back, walked away from him contentedly, and went to look at the sword manual with brisk steps.

Chapter 66 Don't Separate From You

Qilian Peak.

The mountains are towering into the clouds, with clouds flickering in between, it is truly a fairyland.

There is a stone table on the top of the peak, on which are delicacies, magical herbs and fruits, which shows the importance of the guests that Mingyue Sword Sect is hosting this time.

A young man in brocade clothes drank the transparent spiritual liquid in one gulp, slapped the table and laughed, "Everyone, I want half of the essence of the spiritual spring."

Hearing this, the atmosphere at the table suddenly became quiet, and he was immediately kicked by Fairy Mingxia next to him, who looked straight ahead with a stern face.

Opposite them was a group of three masters from the Mingyue Sword Sect, the petite sect leader, the Liuyue Fairy, and the gentle woman. Before the other two could say anything, the usually gentle Liuyue drew her sword and said, "I'm going to kill this greedy brat!"

"Junior sister, calm down!" The woman hugged her and looked at the sect leader for help. The latter did not say anything.

Liu Yue's nose was already breathing white air and her eyes were filled with fire. Not only were all the disciples she had just accepted killed by this brat, but not only was she unable to take revenge, but this kid was actually the sect's benefactor!

"I saw through the Yun family's conspiracy early on. In order to protect the essence of the spiritual spring, I deliberately set up many tricks and cooperated with my second uncle..."

No one believed it at first, but after careful investigation, they found that the sources of the information all pointed to Jiantang, which was consistent with what he said.

But this little brat asked for a huge amount of money as soon as he came, and Liu Yue really couldn't bear it anymore.

"Xiwen, don't be afraid, come to your uncle." The elegant Fang Jinzhi smiled and stretched out his hand, patting the air next to him.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen immediately stood up and left the table, quietly retreating behind Mingxia.

"Sister Mingxia, I'm so scared."

Hearing this, Fairy Mingxia, who was dragged here to do hard labor, was so angry that she knocked him on the head and said, "Then be careful with your words. I'm only at the third level of heaven, and I can't protect you!"

"It's okay. You look much more powerful than Fairy Liu Yue."

"Really? Actually, I think so too. You don't have to be so scared..."

"Come and practice!"

Seeing that the three men looked like they were about to get into a fight, the petite clan leader sitting at the top placed her hands in the air, and the whole place fell silent.

She smiled faintly, but her voice sounded mature and lazy, quite a contrast: "Before we agree on the exact amount, I want to confirm one thing with you."

"You say."

"This spiritual spring essence is for that girl?" The sect leader looked at him, "Ling Yue specifically asked me for it."

"...yes."

I didn’t expect that Fairy Lingyue still remembered such a small thing... Fang Xiwen felt warm in his heart and nodded slightly.

But how did she know the Sect Master?

Lingyue, Liuyue...it seems like they have an unknown past.

"If you want to treat the backlash of sword intent, you only need a very small amount of spiritual spring essence!" Fairy Liuyue obviously heard something and shouted loudly.

How can such a precious strategic resource be easily given to outsiders? Although he has done a great favor to the sect, wouldn’t it be more beneficial to replace him with something else?

Precious weapons, outdoor skills, number of disciples...all can be negotiated!

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen shook her head slightly, "It's not a treatment, I want her to master the sword intent."

"You wish—"

The whole place fell silent immediately. Even Liu Yue, who was the most excited, reacted and swallowed the rest of his words.

She had also seen that girl, but she had only opened four orifices.

What kind of sword intent is it that requires half of the essence of the spiritual spring to suppress and fuse?

She looked at the clan leader, her voice becoming a little dry, "Really, do you need that much?"

"Do you doubt Fairy Lingyue's judgment?" Fang Xiwen said lightly.

If the essence of the spiritual spring was not so important, he would not have exposed Luo Qingni's secret.

This kind of natural treasure is hard to come by. There are very few things that can suppress the fusion of sword intent, and even fewer of high quality. Even if there are, they are difficult to find.

The essence of the spiritual spring in front of him can widen and strengthen the meridians. Its own characteristics can also effectively prevent the sword intent from entering the body. It can be said to be the most suitable thing. How could he let it go!

"If you give it to her, yes."