Immortal life from eternal life by leek flower pickle

“Well, don’t look at it, the qualifications of the eldest sister are not comparable to us, you said that the same surname Fang how can the gap between people is so big?” We are still dangling in the realm of moves, and the eldest sister has already reached the sixth inner breath realm of the flesh. Fang Hong held Fang Xuan’s shoulder and said enviously. The third level of the

flesh body is the move realm, through the practice of various moves, improve the coordination of the body, while the sixth level of the inner breath realm is to cultivate one’s own inner breath, a body of unparalleled divine power, with a thousand pounds of divine power, the power is like a galloping horse. There

are more than 30 Fang family disciples practicing in Vientiane Garden, both men and women, and each of them finds an empty position, but in the center of the martial arts training ground is Fang Qingxue, who is dressed in white, and no one dares to approach. One is that he is

gradually ashamed in his heart, and the other is that he does not dare to approach at all.

Fang Qingxue, who was dressed in white, looked extremely weak, but when he practiced the Songhe Wanshou Fist, his clothes violently shook, his body was like a swimming fish, like a dragon shape, especially the “crane dance long sky” just now, and squeezed the surrounding air abruptly under one punch, forming a short-term vacuum, and the bluestone ground under his feet cracked in a spider web under the pair of three-inch golden lotuses.

If such a punch hit a person, it was impossible to imagine, and Fang Xuan doubted that he could directly burst himself.

Fang Xuan slapped Fang Hong’s arm on his shoulder, and said with disgust on his face: “Stinky sweat, stay away from me.” “Cut, don’t you do the

same, gone, don’t practice, my whole body is sore now, go back to take a bath and eat something, I heard that there is a new cook in the Xinglou, the best at making fish, do you want to try it?” Fang Hongdao.

“No, my mother told me to go back to dinner.” Fang Xuan shook his head.

“Okay, then I’ll go first.”

“Hmm.” When Fang Hong left, Fang

Xuan also wiped the sweat on his forehead with a towel, and glanced at Fang Qingxue, who was still practicing meticulously in the center of the martial arts training ground, and his eyes were full of emotion.

Fang Qingxue, the reincarnation of the electric mother!

Eternal life is an extremely large world, with thousands of heavens and realms, scattered with stars.

The immortal realm is high above, it is the origin of the heavens and realms, and it is the world that hundreds of millions of cultivators desperately want to enter. The second is the God Realm, the Buddha Realm, the Dragon Realm, the Ghost Realm, the Treasure Realm, the Law Realm, the

Martial World, the Book Realm and many other big worlds.

But among them, there are even immortal kings, but this is all in ancient times. In ancient times, there were immortal kings, the creation immortal king, the origin immortal

king, and the truth immortal king of the immortal world.

The world of Buddha is free to be the king Buddha.

The Ancestor Saint King of the Divine Realm.

The Dragon Realm’s Hong Barren Ancestral Dragon.

The original demon lord of the demon world.

There are also some other hidden fairy kings and so on.

These immortal kings are high and immortal, even if heaven and earth return to chaos, it is only a year old for them.

It’s heartwarming to think about.

Think a little far, the current Fang Xuan is just a small shrimp in the realm of the third move of the flesh, that is, this is still because of two days and one deer antler ginseng, three days and one black bone chicken, all kinds of tonics to make up, polished the foundation of the body.

Fortunately, he crossed into the Fang family, the largest family in Longyuan Province of the Great Departure Dynasty, if it is a common people outside, not to mention the practice of martial arts, it is that these various tonics cannot be afforded.

Poor and rich martial arts are not talk.

Shaking his head, he walked out of the Vientiane Garden, and the subordinates who came and went along the way all stopped and bowed after seeing Fang Xuan, not daring to have the slightest override, and only after Fang Xuan left did they dare to continue the work in their hands. The

old society of all evil!

“Drive!”

A crisp voice sounded, and Qingwei came on a snow-white tall horse, followed by a group of slaves.

Fang Qingwei on the white horse has a cold and noble temperament, and the exposed gooseneck is extremely white, that is, the eyes are a little tall, and they are almost growing to the brain.

Knowing that he would not take this path, Fang Xuan secretly complained.

Then saluted: “I have seen the second sister.”

Fang Qingwei did not dismount, looked at Fang Xuan condescendingly, and the golden whip in his hand was collected, and said, “Thirteenth brother, this has just returned from Vientiane Garden?”

Thirteen your sister, your whole family is thirteen.

“Second sister is wise, the younger brother is going back to take a bath.” Fang Xuandao.

Fang Qingwei frowned and said, “No wonder you smell of sweat, practice well in the future, don’t fall into our family’s prestige.”

“The second sister taught a lesson.”

“Let’s go!”

“Little brother retreats.”

After speaking, he retreated to the side and let Fang Qingwei ride over.

Fang Xuan did not have any dissatisfaction, who let the family be the second miss of the Fang family, deeply loved by the family, and the cultivation qualification was also excellent, and he had reached the peak of the fourth Rigid Soft Realm in the flesh, one step away from the Divine Power Realm. If you can reach the realm of divine power

, you will have a thousand pounds of divine power, and the power is like a galloping horse.

Can’t compare, can’t compare.

But thinking about the future ending of Fang Qingwei, Fang Xuan sighed for a while that fate was impermanent, and Tianhu’s opening was stunned by her. That is Fang Han,

hanging on to Fang Han, the reincarnation of the spirit of the gate of eternal life, the biological son of this world, no, it should be said that he is his own father, or he may be his own mother, especially the father of this world.

If Fang Qingwei really married Fang Han, then she would win by lying down!

It’s a pity, it’s a pity.

“Find an opportunity to contact Fang Han again, and see if you can give some favors, this is a thigh, or a particularly thick kind.” Fang Xuan secretly said in his heart.

Compared with other old demons, although Fang Old Demon eats people, he who pursues a meal must taste it, and his revenge will be rewarded. But all his

opponents will be devoured, but all his little brother will have great benefits.

If the relationship with Fang Han and Fang Old Demon was handled well, the Immortal King did not dare to say, but the Heavenly Monarch was appropriate.

Oh my God!

Existence that breaks the shackles of all the order and rules of the universe of heaven and earth, even if the universe is shattered and returns to chaos, can survive. Thinking of this Fang

Xuan, he had an urge to quickly kneel and lick Fang Old Demon, and instead of practicing hard here, it was better to lie flat.

“But who let us have Goldfinger!” Fang Xuan secretly said in his heart.

Feeling the large and small endless points of light in the sea of knowledge, Fang Xuan’s heart was also hot.

When Fang Xuan first crossed over, he really wanted to hug his thighs directly, but after understanding his golden finger, his ambition slowly grew.

Kou can go, I can go.

Eternal life! Maybe I can do it too.

“Mom, I’m back.” Fang Xuan shouted loudly.

After that, he skillfully ran towards the kitchen, and sure enough, a woman who looked to be in her 30s was busy on the stove in the fireworks.

“I’ve seen Gongzi.” The maid who burned the fire and cut vegetables quickly got up and saluted.

Fang Xuan waved his hand, and the whole person leaned towards the stove, and his right hand was towards the silver warp fish that had been fried in the basin next to him.

Snap~

With the chopsticks smashing on the back of her hand, Zhao Xuemei scolded: “There are no rules.”

Zhao Xuemei, the mother of her own body, was originally just a maid, because the head of the family was drunk and had a night of kindness, she helped her to the concubine position.

With a gentle personality, he has never competed, and his favorite thing to do every day is to make various delicacies for Fang Xuan with a variety of tricks.