Heavenly Master, I have a different world

"really!"

The back hall of Fang Mansion.

While enjoying the performance of Jin Shu and Liu Qinghuan, Fangzheng seemed to notice something. He looked up at the front yard and sighed softly:

"The big tree attracts the evil wind!"

"What was supposed to come will eventually come back, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly. It seems that Fang Mansion's deterrence is insufficient."

After waving his hand and telling the two women to leave, he walked slowly to the side room.

here.

Arrange an altar early.

There are seven stars engraved on the ground, there are sacrifices on the altar, and ancient talismans are painted and carved everywhere, giving off an atmosphere that has gone through many vicissitudes of life.

Seven Stars Dharma Altar!

This altar was set up by a mage from Chunyang Palace two hundred years ago. As the centerpiece of Sanqing Temple, it has now been moved to Fang Mansion.

Stepping onto the altar, Fang Zheng held his breath and concentrated, reaching out to pick up the copper bell in front of him.

A slight shake.

"Jingle Bell……"

The sound of the copper bell was clear, and as the bell rang, an invisible energy quietly emerged, and Fang Zheng's eyes were condensed.

"Jingle Bell……"

The copper bell rang again.

Fang Zheng only felt his spiritual thoughts rippling in the depths of his consciousness, as if receiving some kind of call. His consciousness suddenly jumped and merged with the altar in front of him.

The range of perception skyrockets!

"Jingle Bell……"

All of a sudden.

The cloth on the altar shook, and a breeze blew up in the huge mansion.

In Fang Zheng's perception, the qi of everyone in the Fang Mansion came into his 'eyes' in an instant, and his 'sight' turned as soon as he thought about it.

It's like having a 360-degree camera with no blind spots.

A feeling of being in control came over me.

"As expected of the Dharma Altar created by Master Chunyang Palace himself, it is truly remarkable. At this moment, even a low-level talisman is extremely powerful when used in my hands."

Fang Zheng murmured:

"No wonder!"

"No wonder Zhang Mingrui has the confidence to resist the mage in Sanqing Temple. A better altar is really important to Taoists."

"Well……"

"coming!"

As he sensed it, several breaths jumped into Fang Mansion.

These people landed silently. They seemed to know the layout of the other party's house clearly. They avoided the patrolling guards and aimed directly at the backyard.

"The sky is full of spirits, the earth is full of spirits, the Thunder God and the Lightning Mother obey my orders!"

Fangzheng stepped on Yu steps, murmuring something in his mouth, reached out and picked up a few magic talismans, rubbed them gently with one hand, and the magic talismans spontaneously ignited without fire.

"boom……"

The flames burned, but no ashes fell.

"The clouds are rising and the fog is rising!"

"go!"

Qi and machine interacted, the air somewhere in Fang Mansion trembled, and wisps of mist suddenly appeared in the void, covering the whole party in the blink of an eye.

The few people who jumped into Fang Mansion were wrapped in the sudden appearance of mist and couldn't help but be stunned.

"what happened?"

"Why did it suddenly fog?"

"No!" Someone shouted:

"There's something wrong with this fog!"

Ordinary fog makes it difficult to see the front clearly, but the specific direction can always be known, and now...

As far as the eye can see, the surrounding fog is thick and lingering. If you turn your body slightly, you can no longer tell the difference between east, west, north, south, and where you are.

Even the upper and lower parts feel dislocated, as if the world is upside down.

At this time.

The nursing home of Fang Mansion finally realized something was wrong.

"A thief broke in!"

"Take it!"

"Protect my boss!"

Various chaotic noises were heard one after another, and some people were holding bows, arrows and crossbows, shooting arrows at the man in black who was shrouded in mist.

"collapse……"

"Uh-huh!"

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."

There was a crash.

"Master!" A person left the nursing home and looked at the figure shrouded in fog. The thick fog seemed to have little impact on the other party's nursing home.

This man has copper bell-like eyes, a full beard, and a ghost-headed sword in his hand. He clearly has the aura of a Zhenqi martial artist on his body.

In the past two years, Fang Mansion has gradually expanded, and its area has more than doubled than before. Naturally, the original nursing home has long been out of use.

Nowadays, in addition to Wu Hai as Fang Zheng's personal bodyguard, there are three other nursing home leaders who take turns responsible for inspections. Each of them is a martial artist hired with a lot of money.

Xue Yang is one of them.

He looked at the man in black and waved gently towards Yiqian Nursing Home:

"Fire the arrow!"

"Uh-huh!"

After gaining control, the arrow rain no longer scattered, like a curtain falling over the head of the man in black who was trapped in the mist.

"puff!"

"ah……"

This time, screams and roars sounded.

However, a few figures broke through the obstruction of the fog and appeared in front of Yiqian Nursing Home.

Although the fog can confuse people's perception, the coverage range is limited after all. As long as you rush for a while, you will always have a chance to break out.

"Those who break into Fang Mansion without permission!"

"die!"

Xue Yang opened his eyes, drew his sword and slashed furiously. The light of the sword caught the two of them, and the heavy ghost-headed sword collided with the short blade in one of them's hands.

"when……"

The three of them were separated at the first touch.

"Martial Master!"

Xue Yang's facial muscles twitched:

"As martial arts masters, you actually do such a low-level thing?"

"snort!"

The masked man snorted:

"That's a lot of nonsense, take over!"

…………

"Uh-huh!"

"Swish!"

at the same time.

More than ten black shadows jumped into Fang Mansion from all directions.

Fang Zheng stood on the altar and could clearly sense the aura mixed into Fang Mansion. He cast spells one after another to guide the guards in the manor to intercept them.

Dozens of guardians are all elite warriors.

In addition, the three martial arts commanders are equipped with fine weapons, bows and arrows, and they have been trained relentlessly to be able to deal with most situations.

But...

Things were clearly not normal tonight.

"The golden thread carp has attracted too many martial artists to Gu'an County. These people want to take advantage of it."

Fang Zheng sighed softly and cast another spell to trap a few people. At the same time, he pointed at the five ghost pockets in front of him, and the fierce ghosts and resentful spirits flew out with a roar.

A fierce ghost is comparable to a martial artist.

In fact,

If a martial artist has no way to restrain ghosts, his strength is not as good as that of ghosts.

Although they are in the same realm, most martial arts masters are weaker than Li Gui, and Li Gui is generally weaker than Mage, so Mage has the highest status.

With the addition of the fierce ghost, the situation in the field immediately stabilized.

This is not over yet.

"Down and out pile!"

"rise!"

Fang Zheng flexed his fingers to make the secret, then raised his fingers slightly, and the Luo Po pile in the center of the altar trembled, slowly floated up, and flashed out of the room.

mage,

Even a junior mage, as long as his cultivation level is not too bad and he has the blessing of the altar, he has the power to fight against the great Zhou Tian warriors.

even,

Fight and win!

‘Although mana and true energy are both derived from the integration of essence, energy and spirit, they are obviously different. ’

While casting the spell, Fangzheng felt his own changes:

'The magic power is docile and moves according to the thoughts. When standing on the altar to cast spells, the magic power is like a tentacle, which can easily drive the magic weapon. ’

‘Infuriating energy is different! ’

‘The true energy is condensed, and it is better at melee bursts. Although it can also cast spells and spells, it cannot use mana easily. ’

‘Although I am not a mage, I have the Five Ghost Pocket, the Lost Stake, and the spiritual talismans that have been arranged in various places in Fang Mansion. I am waiting for work, so I am no worse than a real mage. ’

‘Just in time, let’s take this opportunity to practice the methods of cultivators against the enemy! ’

…………

"Crash..."

Wu Hai put on his armor, hung a long knife on his waist, and walked slowly to the courtyard.

There were several people waiting in the courtyard. Some of them were wearing full armor, some were wearing soft armor, and so on, but they all had the same aura about them.

The toughness that has been battle-tested for a long time.

"The people here are powerful, and there are martial arts masters who are taking advantage of the situation. Although the boss only asked us to do our best, we should die in retribution!"

"Dang Cang..."

He pulled out his long knife and pointed forward:

"Everyone, follow me to kill the enemy!"

"kill!"

Several people shouted in unison, pointed their swords and guns at an angle, and the scattered breaths condensed, and the energy and blood merged, turning into the roar of a tiger.

At this moment, several men in black broke into the courtyard, and one of them's expression changed when he saw this:

"Battle formation on the battlefield!"

"how come?"

The battle formation on the battlefield is known as the nemesis of magic. It can condense Qi and blood into essence, and even gather the power of many people into one person. It is a unique skill of military strategists.

This kind of method has secondary requirements on the cultivation level of the cultivators, and the main requirement is for everyone to work together.

Note,

There are many distracting thoughts in people's hearts. It is rare for three or five people to work together. How can hundreds, thousands or even tens of thousands of soldiers work together?

but,

As long as he can do it, he will be remembered in history as a general.

This kind of army is even more invincible and invincible on the battlefield.

There were only ten people in the field, but the prototype of the battlefield battle formation was already in place. The tiger transformed by its energy and blood roared silently and rushed towards a few people.

"boom……"

The energy exploded.

The two men in black died on the spot, and the Zhenqi martial artist also vomited blood and fell back.

at the same time.

"Uh-huh!"

Fire suddenly appeared on the wall and in the cracks between the bricks, and shot towards the men in black clothes. When the line of fire came into contact with the clothes, it instantly turned into a raging fire.

Lihuo Talisman!

There are many spiritual talismans hidden throughout Fang Mansion. Some are inspired and some are used to take advantage of the situation. In short, they can surprise outsiders.

"ah!"

"help me!!"

"Come and save me!"

Suddenly, screams sounded.

at the same time.

Fierce ghosts and resentful spirits also pounced on the men in black who rushed into Fang Mansion. With the help of ghosts who were not afraid of entities, the pressure on the nursing homes was also relieved.

There are also fallen piles that turn into black light and hide in the dark, attacking from time to time.

The power of the Falling Stake is terrifying. Even if a martial artist is hit by it, he will vomit blood or die in the worst case, without exception.

"careful!"

One person waved his spear, knocked away the incoming hidden weapon, and spoke in a muffled voice:

"The intelligence is wrong, there is a mage in charge of Fang Mansion!"

"Nonsense!" an old woman with black hair growled:

"No one can see it until now. The mage should use the magic on the altar to find his location and destroy the altar."

"spread!"

"Don't gather in one place. The mage can only focus on one place. Break out and find the mage first."

None of the people who came today are weak, and most of them are blood-changing warriors, and many of them have achieved true energy.

After a fierce attack, the guardian couldn't stop it.

The three martial arts masters broke through the siege under the cover of others, avoided the attacks of Wu Hai and others, and used their own methods to go straight to the inner house of Fang Mansion.

"there!"

One of them had a keen sense and turned his gaze towards the altar.

"superior!"

"Peng!"

In order to avoid suspicion, the nursing home was not allowed to enter the inner house of Fang Mansion. The backyard was empty, and the three of them easily broke in through the window.

The house was empty.

Although the Dharma altar is there,

There was no one on it.

"Where are the people?"

One of them looked stunned and subconsciously said:

"Did you come to the wrong place?"

"Impossible." Another person shook his head:

"There were spell fluctuations here just now..."

"Peng!"

Before he finished speaking, a gunshot suddenly rang out in the field, and the head of one of the three men exploded on the spot, with brains and blood flying everywhere.

"Peng!"

"Pumbaa!"

Several shots were fired.

The remaining two people were trembling, Jin Jie was shot in the heart, and the terrifying lethality of the No. 9 gun directly shocked them to the core.

"Plop!"

The body fell to the ground.

"Tsk tsk..."

Fang Zheng walked out from the shadow of the corner of the room with two guns in hand, his face was filled with a strange color, and he said softly:

"I didn't expect that the True Immortality Skill could have such a use."

"Wonderful!"

"Wonderful!"

The old man of the Wang family relied on the true immortality power to extend his life, fake death and survive, and almost came back from adversity. In the end, he also copied a copy of this power.

If you practice this skill, it will be difficult to make any progress, but it can extend your life.

He originally thought that this was a martial art that locked away vitality and extended lifespan with qi and blood, specifically for warriors whose qi and blood had declined.

Never thought about it.

It is also a wonderful method to perform a sneak attack using this skill.

Warriors have keen perceptions and quick reactions. Even with a gun, it is difficult to hit unless the opponent is too close and the opponent lacks defense.

But nowadays, who doesn't know that Fang Zheng has a powerful hidden weapon in his hand, which will definitely be convenient.

The murderous intention will be sensed immediately.

The true skill of immortality can hide the aura, making people like a rotten tree, blinding the warrior's perception. After the gunshot sounds, it is already too late to hide.

just.

This is why Fang Zheng killed three martial arts masters in a row while hiding in the dark with almost no effort.

‘However, one of them noticed it. It seems that the immortal power cannot completely hide the aura. I wonder if it can be hidden from the Great Zhou Tianwu Master? ’

He rested his chin on his hand, thinking to himself.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"..."

The anxious voices of Wu Hai and others sounded from outside.

"I'm fine."

Fang Zheng slowly put away the pistol, his long coat hung down to cover the holster, and said calmly:

"Come in, clean up the body, cut off the head and hang it at the door of Fang's Mansion, so that people will know the consequences of trespassing into Fang's Mansion."

"Yes." Wu Hai responded, pushed the door open and entered. After seeing what was going on in the field, his expression couldn't help but change, and he immediately lowered his head.

at this time.

The fighting outside is also over.

Except for a few stubborn people, everyone else realized something was wrong and retreated early, leaving corpses for the nursing home to clean.

In the dark night.

The ghost screams.

After receiving so much blood food, the third resentful soul also advanced. There were already three ghosts in the five ghost pockets that were comparable to martial arts masters.

The next day.

Several heads wrapped in lime powder appeared on the flagpole outside the gate of Fang Mansion. The dead-looking heads were terrifying to look at.

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"My boss."

In the evening, Lao Liu reported back:

"Two people came outside the door. One of them said that he is the Great Zhou Tianwu Master. This visit can solve the troubles in your heart, my boss."

"Great Zhou Celestial Martial Master?" Fang Zheng, who was opening a book, raised his head when he heard the sound, his eyes filled with surprise:

"real or fake?"

"This..." Old Liu smiled bitterly:

"I don't know, but that person was quite powerful. He just glared at me and almost made me wet my pants."

"Martial arts will?" Fang Zheng nodded, he seemed to be quite capable:

"Invite him in."

"yes."

Old Liu responded, bowing and limping back.

"Old Liu." Upon seeing this, Fang Zheng's eyes moved slightly and he said slowly:

"You are not young anymore, and your legs and feet are not very agile. Please stop running back and forth between the front door and the backyard tomorrow."

"Ah!" Lao Liu's face turned pale, his eyes showed panic, and he said hurriedly:

"Boss, I can still keep working. From now on... I will be more prompt and report back as soon as there is any news. I will never make any mistakes."

"Don't get excited." Fang Zheng pressed down with one hand and said slowly:

"The position of gatekeeper is still yours, no one can take it away from you, but you have to obey your old age, and you don't have to hold on even if your body is weak."

"I want to find someone to help you, and I don't mean to drive you away."

"This..." Old Liu's face turned red and he stammered:

"Yes... what my boss said is that I can still do it... I didn't mean that..."

"Plop!"

His knees weakened and he fell to the ground, crying in his voice:

"Thank you, boss!"

Lao Liu knows his own abilities very well, and he can't learn all the words. His current status in Fang Mansion is entirely due to Fang Zheng's support.

If he hadn't stayed in Fang Mansion, he and Yaomei would have died of starvation long ago.

"Get up."

Fang Zheng shook his head:

"A man doesn't shed tears easily. Wipe his tears and invite that person in."

"yes."

Old Liu stood up, lifted his sleeves and wiped his tears back and forth:

"Young man, go right here."

Not long after.

An old man and a young man walked into the main hall.

The old man has gray hair and a wrinkled face. His clothes are also ordinary people's short robes of coarse cloth, and his feet are seriously worn straw sandals.

The boy was thirteen or fourteen years old, with lively eyes. Ever since he entered the main hall, he had been looking around curiously, showing his lively and active temperament.

"Old Xiangxiu, this is my young disciple Yuan Zhongdao."

The old man cupped his fists and raised his hands:

"I've met Mr. Fang."

Although this old man is dressed in rags, his bearing is extraordinary. Standing in the middle of the hall, he is neither humble nor arrogant, and he seems to be indifferent to honor and disgrace.

"Xiang Xiu?" Fang Zheng turned his head and made sure that he had never heard of this person's name before asking:

"May I ask where the old gentleman came from? Where are you going?"

"Come from where you came, go wherever you come." Xiang Xiu raised his head. He was already quite old, but his voice had an inexplicable sense of power:

"Master Fang, why bother asking? You are in trouble now. If you can't solve it, I'm afraid your life and fortune will be at stake. I can help you."

"Oh!" Fang Zheng's expression seemed to be a smile but not a smile:

"Why did the old gentleman say this? Why didn't Fang know that he was in such trouble?"

"Hmph!" Xiang Xiu hummed:

"Young Master Fang knows the truth, and you wantonly purchased golden carp. You have violated the taboo of teaching, and it has attracted the attention of countless masters."

"That's a treasure that will help the Great Zhou Tianwu Master advance to the realm of perfection. You don't think what happened last night can deter others, do you?"

"Last night was just a test, the master is still behind!"

"It's true."

He cupped his hands and continued:

"As far as I know, two great Zhou Tianwu masters have arrived in Gu'an County, and I'm afraid they will take action against the other side in the near future."

"Although there are mages in Fang Mansion, I'm afraid they can't stop these two!"

"Huh?" Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes:

"Great Zhou Tianwu Master?"

"Not bad!" Xiang Xiu's voice deepened:

"If there are golden-threaded carp appearing nearby, I am afraid that not only the Great Zhou Tianwu Master, but also the masters who have achieved the realm of leakage-free will come."

"I didn't expect that Fang's actions would cause such a big trouble." Fang Zheng sighed softly:

"Xiang Lao, in your opinion, what should we do?"

"First, stop acquiring Golden Thread Carp." Xiang Xiu looked at Fangzheng, first raised one finger, and then raised another:

"Second, send someone to arrange and teach the helmsmen to give generous gifts and explain the reasons."

"Third, establish your authority!"

"Xiang takes action personally and can challenge a great Zhoutian martial artist on behalf of Mr. Fang. I can guarantee that the opponent will admit defeat."

"By then, the Paijiao will know that Young Master Fang is a tough guy and that a few golden carps are not worth the risk, so he will give up."

"As for the others..."

He snorted coldly:

"There is a mage and a Great Zhou Heavenly Warrior sitting in charge. Who dares to provoke them?"

"Snapped!"

"Pop!"

Fang Zheng tapped his palms with a look of admiration on his face:

"Xiang Laoyan is right. This plan is brave and strategic, retreating in order to advance. It is just right. As expected... ginger is still hotter than old!"

"Young Master agreed?" Xiang Xiu raised his eyebrows.

"Wait a minute!" Fang Zheng waved his hand and said:

"Xiang Lao has worked hard on Fang's affairs, but he doesn't know what he wants? Mo wants to say he doesn't want anything, no one will believe it."

"Master Fang speaks quickly." Xiang Xiu handed over his hand:

"After this matter is over, Xiang needs to live in the Fang Mansion for his retirement, a monthly payment of ten taels of silver, and the Wang family's Crane Nine Heavens Magic Skill!"

"If you can invite a Great Zhou Tianwu Master, what's a mere ten taels of silver worth?" Fang Zheng smiled:

"As for the Crane's Nine Heavens Divine Art..."

"The inheritance method of the Wang family should be in the hands of the Wang family, how could it be in Fang's hands?"

"Master Fang, Xiang knows a little bit about who took action when the Wang family was wiped out." Xiang Xiu hummed after hearing this:

"You and I know exactly what this matter is."

"Well..." Fang Zheng pursed his lips:

"Let's not mention this matter for now, but at Mr. Xiang's age, the foundation of martial arts is already established. If he wants to change his cultivation, it may be too late, right?"

As he spoke, he looked thoughtfully at the young boy beside him.

"I don't ask for this merit for myself, but for my disciple." As expected, Xiang Xiu lowered his head and looked at Yuan Zhong and said:

"The level of the method I practiced is too low, and I got here just by chance. My apprentice is very talented, and I don't want him to follow my wrong path."

"The Crane's Nine Heavens Magic Technique has some connection with Lao Chan's inheritance. It can be easily modified without damaging the foundation. If you can get it...it would be the best."

"That's it!" Fang Zheng said clearly:

"but……"

"Since the Golden Thread Carp can attract so many masters to covet, how can Fang believe that Mr. Xiang is not one of them?"

Gaining trust first, and then looking for an opportunity to fall out, this kind of thing has happened before, not to mention that the two of them didn't know each other before.

Let alone trust.

Xiang Xiu was silent.

After a pause, he said:

"What does it matter whether you believe it or not? Without Xiang, how would Mr. Fang deal with the Great Zhou Tianwu Master? Believe me, you can still give it a try."

"That's right." Fang Zheng nodded and said:

"It's not that Fang can't trust Mr. Xiang, but..., Xue Yang, go and learn the senior's methods."

"yes!"

Xue Yang, the leader of the Fang Mansion Nursing Home, took a step forward, cupped his fists and raised his hands:

"Senior, please advise!"

"oh?"

Xiang Xiu tilted his head, looked at Xue Yang and nodded slowly:

"That's fine."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the young boy beside him flew up and landed in the corner of the room. He landed silently, obviously showing a kind of gentleness.

This effortless approach seems simple, but is actually very difficult.

Xue Yang shrank his eyes and shouted:

"please!"

"Peng!"

The bluestone paved ground under his feet showed cracks. Xue Yang jumped several meters away like a tiger leaping out of the forest.

He dodged and forced himself in front of the opponent, then swung his arm and whipped him out.

The tiger cuts its tail!

The tiger is the king of beasts and the most powerful.

Many boxing techniques have the meaning of tigers. Although these types of boxing are good and bad, they are all fierce and fierce without exception.

Xue Yang's body brushed through the air, like a tiger descending from the mountain. The air waves and strong wind brought up even the corners of Yuan Zhongdao's clothes in the corner were blown up.

The hand whip hit the air, causing a violent crisp sound, as if the car's tires had exploded.

Such mighty strength is truly invincible to those who stand in his way.

The three guard leaders of Fang Mansion, Xue Yang, Zhao ZY, and Yu Pei, are all martial arts masters who have cultivated Zhenqi, and Xue Yang is the most powerful.

"good!"

Xiang Xiu nodded slightly and raised one hand up.

His movements seemed slow, but he came first, like a king holding a tower, just in time to hit the arm thrown by Xue Yang.

"Peng!"

The two collided, and their energy dissipated silently.

Xue Yang's heart was beating wildly, and he roared angrily. His body instantly turned into a top, and he swung his hands and smashed it down like a violent storm.

His tiger-shaped hands have a series of fists, claws, whips, palms... There are endless variations, and his arms are like steel maces, attacking the opponent crazily.

Where the two of them were, a strong wind howled.

Xue Yang's body turned into an afterimage, and his waving arms pumped out a lot of energy, and when he landed on the ground, he punched out many marks on the hard bluestone.

Even reinforced concrete walls can be shattered in front of them.

If it falls on people, the consequences can be imagined.

"Um?"

Xiang Xiu raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had not expected the opponent's punches to be so fierce, but a sneer suddenly appeared on his face.

"Peng!"

He made a Hunyuan palm gesture and moved his arms in circles, drawing a circle in front of him, and all the incoming punches were absorbed into it.

Then his arm shook slightly, and the energy compressed to the extreme was about to explode.

Um?

Just when he was about to fight back, a sharp sword intention suddenly appeared in his perception. Xiang Xiu's eyes changed, and he changed his moves and raised his arms slightly.

"Peng!"

Xue Yang's body was shaking violently, his whole body was numb and weak, and he was thrown away and landed heavily on the ground.

"My boss."

He looked ashamed and knelt down on one knee:

"My subordinates are incompetent and have brought shame on my boss!"

"It's normal to lose to a great Zhoutian martial artist. It would be surprising if you won." Fang Zheng waved his hand indifferently and said:

"Xiang Lao is indeed very capable, I admire him, I admire him!"

"Please take a seat."

Xiang Xiu looked squarely, his eyes twinkling, he cupped his hands and took his seat.

"I am happy to see Mr. Xiang today."

Fang Zheng clapped his hands:

"Serve the wine!"

"Everyone, sit down together. Fang Mansion relies entirely on your protection. Let's drink together today."

"Thank you, boss!"

Xue Yang and others all bowed their hands.

…………

It was dark.

Xiang Xiu pulled young Yuan Zhongdao onto the carriage.

The car was rutting, heading towards a nearby restaurant.

"master."

Yuan Zhongdao opened the curtain, looked curiously towards the location of Fang Mansion, and asked:

"Master Fang doesn't want us?"

"Our origins are unknown, and no one has recommended us. Going to Fang Mansion rashly will inevitably arouse suspicion, so we should let it go." Xiang Xiu closed his eyes and said slowly:

"But don't worry, he will need to be a teacher."

"That's right." Yuan Zhongdao smiled and said:

"Master, you are very clever and powerful. It is Mr. Fang's good fortune that you are willing to retire in a small place like Fang Mansion."

"Yeah." Xiang Xiu hummed, and then a little doubt appeared on his face:

"Having said that, but... that Mr. Fang is not simple at all. No wonder he became the top tycoon in Gu'an County in just a few years."

"Really?" Yuan Zhongdao tilted his head:

"I don't see how powerful he is, but he is certainly rich."

Xiang Xiu shook his head gently.

When he was practicing martial arts with Xue Yang, he was planning to make a dangerous move to establish his authority, but unexpectedly he was interrupted by a sharp sword intent.

That sword intent...

Very strong!

‘It seems that Mr. Fang has some hidden tricks. No wonder he dares to buy golden carp on a large scale and is not afraid even though he knows that the Great Zhou Tianwu Master is coming. ’

'But after all, he is just a rich man from a small place. He has not yet seen the methods of cultivating people. He will only wake up after suffering a big loss. ’

"master."

Yuan Zhongdao was honest for a while and then asked:

"Do we have to get the Nine Heavens Divine Art? Isn't there any other place where we can get it besides Fang Mansion?"

"It's the Crane's Nine Heavens Divine Art!"

Xiang Xiu's voice became solemn and he said again:

"There are four companies that have acquired the Hexiao Jiutian Magic Art. The two families in Santai County have complicated backgrounds. If you want to acquire it, you will probably have to spend a lot of effort."

"Linghu An of the Linghu family is very capable, but he is not as good as his teacher..."

"Only Fang Zheng has a chance."

"Looking at his words and deeds today, he must have mastered the Hexi Nine Heavens Divine Technique. This technique was originally inherited from Tian'an Temple. Later, Tian'an Temple was breached by a group of water supply bandits. For some reason, it fell into the hands of the old man of the Wang family. This technique is the same as the one taught by the teacher. Learning comes from the same source.”

He opened his eyes, eyes filled with enthusiasm:

"Even the Wang family is afraid that they don't know that the Hexi Nine Heavens Divine Art is mediocre at first, but it gets stronger as time goes by. Not only can you achieve the true body without leakage, but if you can break through the thirteenth level..."

"He can even become a martial arts master!"

Martial arts masters and Taoist masters have unpredictable methods, and they are all the top figures in the world.

Having said this, Xiang Xiu shook his head and sighed.

Although Yuan Zhongdao is extremely talented, he is already satisfied if he can cultivate his perfect body, and the martial arts master can only think about it.

"Crane Nine Heavens Divine Art?"

"Master of martial arts!"

Young Yuan Zhongdao's eyes were bright and he murmured, a seed had been planted in his heart.

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night.

The moonlight was hidden behind dark clouds, and the stars were dim.

A figure left the Fang Mansion quietly, hiding in the darkness, avoiding the soldiers and government officials patrolling the city, and heading towards the south city.

Not long after.

Somewhere in Nancheng.

"Da da……"

A figure knocked on the courtyard door.

"who?"

A cold inquiry came from inside, followed by the sound of a sword being unsheathed.

"It's me." The figure whispered:

"Zhao ZY."

"Brother Zhao." The door opened, and a person looked surprised:

"You're here, come in quickly, the two seniors have just arrived."

"It was just the news that the seniors were coming, so Zhao came at night." Zhao ZY nodded and walked towards the inner hall.

Arriving at the inner hall, two people were sitting opposite each other, discussing something.

Seeing the two of them, he hurriedly cupped his fists and handed them over:

"Young Zhao ZY, I have met two seniors."

"No need to be polite." One of them, with fair hair and childish face, raised one hand in vain, and an invisible force gently lifted Zhang ZY:

"Xiao Zhao, you are interested."

"I don't dare." Zhao ZY looked excited:

"It is a small person's honor to serve for my seniors."

"Senior Mi, today a great Zhou Tianwu master came to Fang Mansion, calling himself Xiang Xiu. This person wants to join Fang Mansion to fight against us."

"Xiang Xiu?" Senior Mi frowned slightly and looked at the other person:

"Brother Yang, do you know this person?"

The Great Zhou Heavenly Martial Master is a master no matter where he is placed, and has a certain reputation, but the world is so vast that he cannot possibly know them all.

"Well..." Brother Yang said in deep thought, touched his chin and said:

"A few years ago, there was a great Zhou Tianwu master named Xiang Xiu in Changtu Mansion. It is said that this man had to fly away because he offended a certain wealthy family."

"Xiao Zhao, please tell me about today's situation."

"yes."

Zhao ZY should be.

He immediately recounted what happened in Fang Mansion today, focusing on describing Xiang Xiu's appearance and his opinions on Fang Zheng.

"It should be true that he is."

Brother Yang nodded:

"Qianyuan Zhang Xiangxiu, this person's palm skills are quite good. If he is an enemy... Brother Mi may not be able to win."

"If he really joins the Fang Mansion, it will indeed be a problem."

"Hmph!" Senior Mi snorted coldly:

"He's just a desperate dog. As a great Zhou Tianwu master, he doesn't even dare to go to the capital. He wants to retire in such a small place."

"It would be fine if he just stays out of it, but if he really dares to provoke the Paijiao..."

"He will regret coming to this world!"

Brother Yang raised his eyebrows, wanting to remind the other party that Xiang Xiu was by no means an easy person, but thinking of the other party's character, he shook his head to suppress the impulse in his heart.

and……

Xiang Xiu is not bad, but the two of them are not weak, and they are not really afraid of him!

"Zhao ZY."

He turned and looked at Zhao ZY:

"Have you ever found out who the mage from Fang Mansion is?"

"Return to senior." Zhao ZY hurriedly handed over his hands, with a strange look in his eyes, and replied:

"It's different from what we thought before. According to Zhao's investigation during this period, there may not be any mysterious mage in Fang Mansion."

"Nonsense." Senior Mi shouted:

"Without the mage, what happened that day?"

"Senior, calm down." Zhao ZY hurriedly explained:

"Although there is no mage in Fang Mansion, Fang Zheng himself seems to be proficient in magic, and he also moved an altar from Sanqing Temple."

"oh!"

Brother Sheep touched his chin with his hand, his face thoughtful:

"It's not like a martial artist who is proficient in magic cannot pretend to be a magician with the help of the magic altar. This makes sense."

"And Wen Tailai, the thunder hand..."

"Senior." Zhao ZY spoke again:

"I have been inspecting the Fang Mansion for a long time, but I have never seen this person before. In my humble opinion, Wen Tailai, the Thunder Hand, may have left Gu'an County long ago."

The two nodded.

This should be true.

Ever since the Wang family was exterminated, Wen Tailai, the thunder-runner, has not been seen nearby in the past few months, and there is a high possibility that he will fly away.

"There are no thunder runners, no mages, and there are guards inside and outside the courtyard."

Senior Mi sneered:

"Fang Mansion, it's so easy to get it!"

"Exactly!"

Zhao ZY nodded heavily, his face full of enthusiasm:

"The Fang Mansion has gold and silver hidden in it. The wealth of the family is beyond everyone's expectation. I saw boxes of silver being moved out of the backyard with my own eyes."

"Fang's business name is definitely not just Fang Ci!"

"His family background is astonishingly rich!"

"Some people say that Fang Zheng came from a wealthy family and only fled here because of the family's decline." Senior Mi stroked his beard and said:

"To be able to build such a foundation in a few years would be impossible if he had no family background. Maybe the good things his family left behind when they were rich are all in Fang Mansion."

"If you can get it..."

"Great kindness!"

"Don't forget the golden carp." Brother Yang said:

"There are many people in the teaching waiting in line. This kind of spiritual fish will help to advance to the level without leakage. With one more perfect martial arts master, my teaching strength will be even stronger."

That was true, but when the matter was mentioned, the two of them were not too excited.

Because they are very old, they have long since lost the possibility of going further. Even if they get the Golden Thread Carp, they won't be able to use it.

"The day after tomorrow."

Senior Mi spoke slowly:

"The time is chosen in the early morning. At that time, the patrol soldiers are exhausted, the streets are sparsely populated, and the ghosts and ghosts are unable to exert their strength."

"When we break into Fang Mansion and you lead people to defect, then..."

"Peng!"

unexpected,

Senior Mi's chest exploded while he was explaining the matter, and his internal organs, bloody bone stubble, and large chunks of flesh and blood flew everywhere, splattering all over the room.

The place fell into a deathly silence.

"Well……"

Senior Mi's body was shaking, his eyes were dazed, and he looked down.

But see.

His chest turned into a big hole, transparent from front to back, and the five internal organs inside disappeared, with only some broken bones supporting the body.

what happened?

how come?

"Plop!"

The upper body of his body fell from the chair to the ground, and the lower half of the body was already sitting upright, and the endless darkness completely submerged his consciousness.

Until then.

"ah!"

The screams started to sound.

"Peng!"

Brother Yang's figure appeared next to the window sash, his face pale, looking at his empty left arm with a look of horror, his body shaking wildly.

He tried his best, but...

The speed of the incoming thing is unbelievable, even the speed of sound cannot match it, and its murderous intent is so restrained that it is almost impossible to detect it.

"Peng!"

In the dark night, the dull sound of gunfire rang out again.

Brother Sheep's figure flashed and he fled out of the house. He let out a shrill scream in the air, his legs were broken and he fell to the ground.

"ah!"

"my leg……"

"who is it?"

"who is it?"

He fell to the ground and screamed miserably, pain welling up, and his voice was full of panic.

in the room.

Zhao ZY's body was trembling and his face was pale. He looked around and wanted to escape from this place, but his legs seemed to be rooted to the ground and remained motionless.

hidden weapon?

What hidden weapon could kill two great Zhou Tianwu masters and seriously injure them in the blink of an eye?

"It is rumored that Fang Zheng has a powerful hidden weapon in his hand. Once hit by it, even a martial artist will not be able to survive."

Someone's advice once upon a time came to his mind.

Could it be?

impossible!

Although the hidden weapon in Fang Zheng's hand was powerful, it could not be so terrifying. Otherwise, how could he have been suppressed by others in the first place?

"Da da……"

Footsteps sounded, getting closer and closer. The sound was gentle, but like a heavy hammer, hitting the heart silently but with huge force.

Zhao ZY breathed quickly and broke out in cold sweat.

"Bah!"

The familiar ghost whistle sounded, followed by screams outside the house, including a whistle hidden in the dark and the person opening the door.

It's him!

It's really him!

Zhao ZY turned pale and turned to look at the door.

"Crunch..."

The door hinge turned with a hoarse voice. The door was slowly pushed open, and a slender and burly figure came into view. It was none other than Fang Zheng.

He was carrying something on his back, with a strange shape. One end had a handle and a trigger, and the other end was a long iron pipe.

"It's you?"

Fang Zheng looked at Zhao ZY, shook his head and sighed:

"It's a shame that I valued you so much in the first place. You really disappoint me."

"Fang... boss." Zhao ZY's knees softened and he slowly knelt down:

"Spare your life!"

"Spare your life?" Fang Zheng shook his head:

"Who spared me?"

"My boss." Zhao ZY raised his head:

"I was also forced. I have a wife and children in their hands. If I don't work hard for them, my wife and children will die..."

"Uh-huh!"

Before he finished speaking, his body suddenly bounced off the ground, like a spring that had been compressed to the extreme and suddenly exploded, and a dagger appeared in his hand.

The extreme speed allows him to stab forward gently in time, and he can stab people to the core.

Go all out for a sneak attack, even a steel plate can poke a hole.

"Go to hell!"

Zhao ZY yelled.

He couldn't see the slightest pity or money in Fang Zheng's eyes. Instead, they were just extremely cold, like looking at a dead person.

That being the case,

It's better to give it a try.

"boom!"

The field seemed to suddenly light up.

Like thunder.

Zhao ZY opened his eyes with shock.

Fang Zheng in front of him took a step forward to meet him, stretched out his big hand, his fingers seemed to be bent but not bent, and the terrifying power of thunder burst out.

The ground under his feet was burnt black by the electric light, and the iron objects in the room bounced on their own as if they were stimulated by some kind of stimulus, and even the whole room shook.

"Peng!"

The big hand fell on the top of Zhao ZY's head, and the power of thunder that destroyed everything surged along the top of the head to the soles of the feet in an instant.

It's so powerful.

The meridians are cut off every inch.

The internal organs are ground into minced meat.

"It's... you..." Zhang ZY opened his mouth, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes:

"Thunder Hand..."

"Plop!"

The body fell to the ground, lifeless.

Fang Zheng glanced at the whole place, rummaged through the corpse of senior Na Mi, found a few objects, put them in his arms, and walked towards the screaming man outside the house.

After a while.

The screams stopped abruptly.

The ghost howls suddenly rose, and another resentful spirit successfully advanced. The combined force of the four fierce ghosts was already strong enough for the ordinary Great Zhou Tianwu Master.