Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 155 The fork in life
The sky is getting brighter and the first twilight is rising.

Bihaiyunzong.

Dragon Veins.

A handsome figure wearing a white shirt and black hair sat cross-legged on a hilltop and slowly opened his eyes.

In his eyes, the originally scarlet color, like the divine patterns of countless nematodes, gradually began to transform into black.

And in those dark golden vertical pupils, a dragon-shaped pattern can be vaguely seen.

"瓓." Fang Xuan called softly in his heart.

All of a sudden.

Lines of small black characters gradually appeared in front of Fang Xuan's eyes, from blur to solidity, from blur to clarity.

Finally, it turned into a panel.

Fang Xuan took a deep breath, closed his eyes and opened them again. He was back to normal.

He glanced at the sky, then stood up and left alone without waiting for the elder to urge him.

"The last time when Crimson King Tong entered the proficient stage, he unlocked Wang Tong's new magical power, the fire seed.

While Fang Xuan was thinking.

After leaving Dragon Vein, Fang Xuan went straight to the Ninth Courtyard.

[Method of growth: step on the dragon's veins and absorb the dragon's energy! 】

"This dragon vein will be used by our Bihaiyun Sect for many years. You have sucked it dry. How will anyone use it in the future?"

A monk named Bihaiyun Sect quickly stood up and left.

I don’t know if Crimson King Tong will unlock new magical powers if he reaches the pinnacle. "

He had extremely high expectations for this mysterious pupil technique.

The elders responsible for guarding the dragon veins began to chase people away one by one with dissatisfaction.

In just one night, the progress bar of Crimson King Tong increased by one hundred!
At this rate, it will take at most five days.

Looking at the ink scroll panel in front of him, Fang Xuan's eyes flashed with satisfaction.

"Next place!"

【Progress: 200/1000】

"In addition, as the progress value of the Crimson King Pupil increases, my pupil power is also getting stronger. It should be enough to spread the fire again and control new targets."

He can directly pile up the Crimson King Eyes that were originally at zero progress value at the proficiency stage and step into the ultimate realm!

Fang Xuan whispered to himself silently, a look of expectation flashed in his eyes.

[Introduction: The emperor's way appears as a true dragon, and the world unleashes murderous intent! 】

"I've been here all night since I went out. Do you want to call this place your home?"

[Spell: Crimson King Eyes (Proficient)]

The Bihaiyun Sect has rules. Except for the disciples who report in advance that they need to retreat or go out to perform sect tasks, the other disciples must take the initiative to greet the head of the school every morning.

This is also to ensure the safety of the disciples of the Bihaiyun Sect, so as to avoid the situation where a disciple of the Bihaiyun Sect dies unexpectedly without the sect knowing about it.

"That person is the new disciple of the Ninth Academy? I heard that he is a strong man who has entered the Flesh Fetus Realm on the third day?"

"What? Entering the flesh-womb realm at such a young age? Isn't that enough to be on par with ordinary elders?"

"I'm so envious!"

"Tsk, there's nothing to envy. You don't know, right? This guy relied on taking big medicine and passing on secret techniques. He just stepped into the Third Heaven Pass, and the way forward has been cut off. The Third Heaven Pass is It's his end!"

"What you're saying is that the Third Heaven Pass is the end point, isn't it strong? Not to mention us, let's just talk about how many elders have practiced all their lives and worked hard, but in the end, isn't it the Third Heaven Pass?"

"That makes sense!"

"Huh, anyway, I look down on people who rely on crooked ways!"

Along the way, whispers came from the Bihaiyun Sect disciples on both sides.

Fang Xuan's face was expressionless, as if he was turning a blind eye to the discussions, and he walked straight towards the Ninth Courtyard.

"Long Jing!"

At this moment, a rather familiar female voice sounded from behind. Fang Xuan paused, looked back, and suddenly raised his brows slightly.

Only a distance is seen.

Song Qinglian, the eldest son of the Song Dynasty, who joined the Bihaiyun Sect on the same day as him, gently waved a white folding fan, looking at him like a handsome young master, smiling but not smiling.

Around him, like stars holding the moon, many new disciples crowded around him.

Obviously.

Song Qinglian, who has only practiced for seven years and reached the peak of the Second World Pass with his talent, has become one of the high-profile rising stars in the Bihaiyun Sect.

Those old disciples were fine, they just treated him with courtesy.

But the new disciples who joined the Bihaiyun Sect that day were helpless.

Song Qinglian, who has an outstanding background and extraordinary talent, comparable to the geniuses on the Qianlong List, has naturally become the leader of their group to keep warm.

The person who called Fang Xuan just now was an unexpected figure.

Xu Keqing.

I saw Song Qinglian pointing at Fang Xuan, and saying a few words in Xu Keqing's ear.

Xu Keqing suddenly moved lightly and walked towards Fang Xuan.

"Miss Xu, aren't you at the handyman's office?" Fang Xuan looked at Xu Keqing and said.

Her face was smeared with powder, her lips were also smeared with cinnabar, and the clothes she wore became a little bold and revealing.

Xu Keqing, who used to be quite heroic and innocent on the boat, seemed to have matured overnight and lost her girlishness.

"The Bihaiyun Sect has rules. Disciples with Grade A qualifications can bring three followers into the Bihaiyun Sect to take care of their food, clothing, housing and transportation." Xu Keqing explained with a smile.

"Master Song, just brought me in."

Fang Xuan couldn't help but glance at Song Qinglian, then at the bite marks on Xu Keqing's neck and the bruises on her wrists, and seemed to understand something.

Xu Keqing keenly noticed the confusion in Fang Xuan's eyes, and his expression became slightly unnatural.

She gently brushed a strand of hair from her forehead behind her ears and chuckled carelessly:

"The handyman's office is too difficult. There is endless firewood to pick up and endless water to pour. There is no time to practice. If you want to get ahead in that place, you have no chance."

Fang Xuan didn't speak, just thought for a moment and said, "Are Duan Yang and the others okay at the handyman's office?"

"They." Xu Keqing was silent for a while, then breathed out softly and said something that was not the answer to the question:
“People, sometimes have to learn to seize opportunities. Rather than being stuck in a quagmire forever, it’s better to use your few advantages to gain benefits for yourself.

When we first imagined that when we came to Bihaiyun Sect, we didn't come to work as handymen for others, right?

Duan Yang and the others couldn't see the situation clearly and thought they could get ahead by working honestly at the handyman's office and going through it stupidly!
But how can anything be so easy in the world?
If people want to climb up, it is useless to rely on hard work. They also need to pay a price and let others support them, so that they can avoid many detours.

So, I paid the price, I came in, and they were still working as a handyman. "

Fang Xuan was slightly silent after hearing this. After thinking about it, he just said two words: "Congratulations."

After the words fell, Fang Xuan said no more, turned around and walked towards the Ninth Courtyard.

"and many more!"

Xu Keqing lifted up her skirt, followed quickly, and stood in front of Fang Xuan.

"Is there anything else?" Fang Xuan frowned.

"Long Jing, Mr. Song asked me to ask you if you want to join him and do things for him! He is very optimistic about you!"

Xu Keqing uttered a sentence quickly, and then persuaded her with some sincerity: "Long Jing, Mr. Song is a figure like a dragon in the sky. He will definitely step into the third heaven. If we join him at this time, we will be his confidants. In the future, When he reaches great heights, we can get a little bit of it by following him."

Without waiting for Xu Keqing to finish her sentence.

"Step aside."

Fang Xuan had already stretched out his hand, pushed Xu Keqing aside expressionlessly, and then strode forward.

The two passed each other.

"Long Jing!"

Looking at Fang Xuan's back, Xu Keqing bit her lip, then she took a deep breath and walked towards Song Qinglian with firm eyes.

Duan Yang and the others are idiots who cannot explain anything.

This is Longjing too!
(End of this chapter)