"Tiger." A flash of light passed by, and Hong Yuanhua's figure appeared on the edge of the cliff. "Tiger, something happened." Hong Yuanhua reported anxiously.

Fang Jian glanced at Hong Yuanhua and said calmly, "What's the matter?"

Hong Yuanhua said, "Just now, a meteor fell from the small stone cliff east of Broken Boundary Mountain, startling the demon cultivators who were building the Taoist Palace. They went to look for it, and indeed, they saw a meteorite half a man's height."

"Just now?" Fang Jian asked, frowning. He hadn't noticed any meteors falling. But then he realized it was on the eastern border, nearly a million miles away. He might have been talking to Yi Huan so much that he hadn't noticed.

Hong Yuanhua nodded and said, "Yes, not long ago."

Fang Jian said, "Since it's meteorite iron, just let those demon cultivators use it to make weapons. Why bother reporting it?"

"But there are words on the meteorite." Hong Yuanhua said hesitantly.

"What word?" Fang Jian asked.

Hong Yuanhua hesitated for a while, and finally said, "I can't say for sure. Shanjun, you should go and see for yourself."

"Let's go." As Fang Jian spoke, a sword light flew out. It was the Golden Sun Demon-Slaying Sword.

Fang Jian didn't have the technique to escape into the clouds and travel by light, so using his magic power to gather clouds to travel was very slow. However, he found that after the Golden Sun Demon-Slaying Sword was sacrificed and refined, using it to fly was actually faster than the cloud-walking technique.

Fang Jian flew onto the long sword paper, then raised his hand and pointed. With a 'swoosh' sound, the Golden Sun Demon-Slaying Sword flew out of the air at such a speed that only a red rainbow was left in the sky.

When Hong Yuanhua saw this, he immediately spread his arms, revealing his true form as a sky-high crane. He flapped his wings and turned into a white rainbow to chase after him.

When Fang Jian and Hong Yuanhua arrived at the small stone cliff, it was already crowded with people. Thousands of people were piled up there, making the top of the small stone cliff so crowded that no one could get through.

At this moment, someone shouted "The tiger is coming!", and the small stone cliff that was originally packed with people suddenly shook, and then thousands of people immediately retreated to both sides, making way.

A little demon in the Qi training realm was tripped and fell to the ground while retreating. Just as he was about to be trampled by dozens of feet, a ray of fairy light suddenly fell, wrapped up the little demon's body and carried it out of the crowd.

The demons only saw Fang Jian slowly descend, and they quickly bowed and said, "Greetings to the Mountain God, kind father."

Fang Jian placed the little demon on the ground and said with a faint smile, "Be careful." Then he said to the other demons, "Stand up."

The little demon said "Oh" in a daze, then quickly took out a spiritual fruit from his arms and handed it to him, saying, "Grandpa Mountain God, Weiwei picked this this morning. It's for you."

Fang Jian took the spiritual fruit with a smile, then took out a Feiling Pill and placed it in Weiwei's hand, saying, "Thank you. This is a gift from the Mountain God."

The little demon was holding the Feiling Pill, her clear eyes full of surprise. She had to move bricks and stones for a month and carry wood for a month to earn 10 pills.

Looking at Weiwei's face, which looked as innocent as a six or seven-year-old child, I couldn't help but wonder, "Is this considered child labor?"

This question is very complicated. It is impossible for a normal child of six or seven years old to have the magical power of the Qi training realm, let alone a strength of 500 kilograms.

"Mountain Lord, you are here." Lu Fengxian, the biggest supervisor of the Duanjie Mountain project, hurried over from the front and bowed to Fang Jian.

When the little demon Weiwei saw Lu Fengxian coming, he immediately pursed his lips and made a "sneer" sound, then retreated to the back among the group of demons.

Fang Jian was quickly brought by Lu Fengxian to the edge of the large pit at the front of the cliff, and sure enough, he saw a huge meteorite lying quietly in the pit.

"Mr. Shan, look." Lu Fengxian solemnly led Fang Jian to the meteorite. Fang Jian saw five large blood-red characters engraved on the meteorite, half a man's height: "Fang Jian will die today."

When Fang Jian saw these five words, his first thought was to laugh, his second thought was to laugh out loud, and third... there was no third, Fang Jian had already laughed.

"Do you think I'm Qin Shi Huang?" Fang Jian said with a smile on his face, "It's a pity I'm an immortal official in the Heavenly Court."

Hong Yuanhua and Lu Fengxian exchanged a glance, and then Lu Fengxian whispered, "Shan Jun, you mean that this was deliberately done by someone, not God's will..."

"God's will?" Fang Jian glanced at Lu Fengxian. "Are you still asleep? The Heavenly Court is the manifestation of Heaven's Way, and Heaven's Law is Heaven's will. If Heaven wants Fang Jian to die, does it matter if a piece of scrap metal gets to declare it?"

After saying that, Fang Jian's eyes flashed, and the Golden Sun Demon-Slaying Sword slashed down with a "swish". With a "hiss", the meteorite was cut in half.

"Playing tricks!" Fang Jian snorted, and saw a few flashes of sword light, and the meteorite was directly cut into pieces by the Jinyang Demon-Slaying Sword.

Fang Jian put away the Golden Sun Demon Slayer Sword and turned around, saying, "Everyone should go about their business. Someone is just deliberately creating confusion and disturbing people."

"Go back to work." Lu Fengxian said to the people around him.

After seeing Fang Jian chop the meteorite into pieces and listening to his explanation, the monsters immediately felt relieved and returned to their respective places of worship.

Only Lü Fengxian and Hong Yuanhua were left at the scene. Hong Yuanhua stared at the rubble and said, "Brother Lu and I tried to destroy this meteorite just now, but we couldn't succeed no matter what we did. I didn't expect the tiger to cut it open with just one sword."

Fang Jian said calmly, "Because this meteorite iron was refined by a True Immortal, you two naturally can't do anything about it."

"Who could have done it?" Lu Fengxian asked doubtfully.

Hong Yuanhua's expression tightened, and he asked, "Could it be Taoist Dingyuan?"

"Impossible." Fang Jian waved his hand. "Taoist Dingyuan is a Golden Immortal, and he wouldn't do such a despicable thing."

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