Girl, let me check it out.

Even though the girl already knew that what she said to Fang Wei Han had no effect on her, she still habitually did not want to speak.

Linyuan Yuchen has a heavy responsibility, so don't say too much unless it's necessary. This is a rule that Wen Zhexue always keeps in mind.

"See Your Highness!"

Several Xuanzhong guards dismounted from their horses and knelt on one knee respectfully.

Xuan Zhongwei acted eccentrically and hardly cared about anyone's face. They rarely treated someone so respectfully, but Fang Weihan was obviously worthy of such treatment.

This guy is a god who could kill Wang Zhongguang without any problem, and he was even able to force the powerful Wang Zhongshu to personally apologize. This alone is enough for them to dare not neglect it.

Not to mention his identity as the designated son-in-law of the Lanling Xiao family and his own outstanding cultivation.

"It's okay, no need to be polite."

Fang Weihan waved his hand.

"Just now, I met a few people from the Fire God Cult. I assisted Wen Yuchen in fighting with them and captured a fourth-level Jingtian prisoner."

"Take him back for trial and get more reward money."

Those Xuanzhong Guard scouts instantly smiled.

Everyone in the Xuanzhong Guards said that Prince Guangling Fang Weihan was particularly good at handling things, and now it seems to be true.

"Old Zhao, go with them, and then go back to find Ning Bailing for the silver."

Fang Weihan ordered.

"okay!"

Mr. Zhao is now eager to go home.

The old man was exhausted from the fight, so he decided to reward himself by drinking wine for three days.

After Xuan Zhongwei took a quick look at the scene, they left with Master Zhao Er.

"Sister, have you had lunch?"

Fang Weihan looked at the setting sun and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have not eaten lunch yet.

Now that I think about it, I'm so hungry.

Wen Zhexue hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

"Why don't we go get something to eat together?"

Fang Weihan made a suggestion.

The girl blinked blankly, looking a little reluctant to agree.

"I want to treat you to a meal, please...give me a chance, Senior Sister!"

Fang Weihan noticed her hesitation and begged.

He found that whenever he used this tone, Wen Zhexue would usually agree.

…She can’t really be my sister, right?

He couldn't help but feel a little doubtful.

"it is good."

Wen Zhexue was so annoyed by him that she had no choice but to agree.

After she agreed, Fang Weihan discovered another problem.

I only brought one horse, but now there are two people.

"Senior sister, where is your Phoenix?"

Fang Weihan asked.

He had ridden on Wen Zhexue's Phoenix once, but the experience... was not really that good.

Thinking of that roller coaster-like experience, Fang Weihan couldn't help but shudder.

"Yumo consumed too much spiritual energy yesterday, so I let it rest in Baiyun Temple."

Wen Zhexue answered coldly.

Yumo...is this the name of the phoenix?

It sounds pretty good.

Fang Weihan thought.

"Then how did Senior Sister get here?"

he asked again.

Wen Zhexue stretched out his hand and summoned the Mingxiao Sword. He tapped the ground with his toes and landed lightly on the sword's spine.

I'm super, flying with a sword!

Fang Weihan looked confused.

Isn't this the exclusive domain of Qi-controlling monks?

"This is not flying with a sword. She can do this entirely thanks to the will of the Mingxiao Sword Spirit."

Yun Shu explained in his mind.

"Do you think the Mingxiao Sword is called the best magic weapon in the world for nothing? This sword can communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It is not difficult to integrate itself into heaven and earth."

Fang Weihan couldn't help but shed tears of envy at the corners of his mouth.

"Then Senior Sister, please wait for me at the Changming North Gate. I will ride over there on horseback."

He untied the rope around the horse's neck and spoke to Wen Zhexue.

"No need to go to such trouble."

Wen Zhexue waved her hands lightly, and Fang Weihan's horse disappeared in a burst of starlight.

Fang Weihan: "?"

Where's my horse?

"I have placed it in Lingkong, and will return it to you when we reach Changming City."

The girl explained.

"But... Senior Sister, how should I go back then?"

Fang Weihan spread his hands in confusion.

Would my senior sister want to teleport me back? Could she do this?

The girl looked at him strangely, as if asking him why he was so stupid.

"Come up, behind me, I'll take you back."

Wen Zhexue spoke the most domineering words in the softest voice.

Fang Weihan had thought about this possibility.

But the Mingxiao Sword is so small that if I come up there, it is inevitable that I will have physical contact with Wen Zhexue.

Isn't this...not good?

"Bah! You are so mean! I am still here, don't play dumb!"

Yun Shu half poked her body out from his sea of ​​consciousness and pulled his ear hard.

take a day off

I just discovered a serious logical loophole. Fortunately, it seems that you haven't discovered it yet.

But this thing will affect the direction of the plot later on, so I have to change it back secretly before you find out.

I won’t write tonight and will focus on fixing bugs.

See you tomorrow.

Chapter 231 Sun Divine Ring

"Senior Sister, take that meteorite with you!"

Fang Weihan originally wanted to take the stone with him, but his space spirit ring couldn't hold it.

In fact, in theory, the size of Fang Weihan’s space spirit ring should be enough.

However, the shape of this stone is not a rectangle but a shuttle shape, which is just a little longer than his space spirit ring. When it is released, the top of the shuttle will be exposed.

Wen Zhexue nodded slightly and was about to put the meteorite into the spiritual space.

Starlight had already appeared on her hand, but the girl stopped moving as if she suddenly remembered something.

Fang Weihan: "?"

He looked at the girl in white clothes in front of him in astonishment, unsure of what she meant.

Wen Zhexue spread out his palms.

On the girl's slender hand, as slender as agar snow, lay an exquisite ring.

The circular ring is bright yellow in color, with a majestic mountain relief on the ring body. The sun, moon and stars are engraved on the mountain, with starlight flashing, and it is simple and elegant.

"this is for you."

Wen Zhexue spoke to him slowly, with a hint of smile in her eyes.

"Is this... a space spirit ring?"

Fang Weihan’s first reaction was of course to refuse.

No reward without merit. He didn't do anything for Wen Zhexue, but she helped him a lot. So of course he couldn't accept the ring.

"Senior sister, I can't have it."

Fang Weihan looked into the girl's eyes and said seriously.

The ethereal girl was stunned for a moment, then blinked gently.

She was not surprised at what Fang Weihan said.

"You are my junior fellow apprentice. This is proof that you are Lin Yuan's disciple."

The girl frowned and lectured him in a soft voice.

This time, Wen Zhexue's tone carried some of the authority of a senior sister.

"If you haven't practiced the Linyuan magic, you certainly don't need to wear this ring. But since you have learned the Fourteen Swords of Linyuan, not wearing this ring will make the people of Linyuan doubt your identity, which will cause a lot of trouble."

Seeing that Fang Weihan seemed still hesitant, she stretched out her hand again.

"Take it, and consider it a gift from me to you."

The ring sparkled in the girl's palm, as if the girl had picked the stars from the sky and gave them to him.

After a moment's silence, Fang Weihan took the ring from Wen Zhexue's hand.

"Thank you, Senior Sister."

He spoke seriously, raising his head and looking directly into Wen Zhexue's eyes.

The girl responded with a gaze as gentle as water, holy and pure, as if not tainted by any filth of the world.

The moment Fang Weihan took the ring, a brilliant golden light burst out from the ring, making the entire ring look like a piece of exquisite jade, extraordinarily luxurious.

The ring is very spiritual and has automatically bound to him.

He felt the internal space of the ring and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

The volume of his original ring was about two cubic meters, and this ring is about one hundred cubic meters, which is fifty times larger than the original one.

This is a bit abstract.

All the space magic tools in the world come from Linyuan Pavilion, and the space spirit rings they distribute to their disciples are probably the best ones.

The value of this space spirit ring...can no longer be measured by money, it is completely in a state of having a price but no market.

But this... is it too fucking big?