Super Golden Eye

"This!"

The suddenly diffused golden light made Fang Yang's eyes rounded, staring at the golden glowing copybook, and muttering: "The jade wears blood and melts. Could this copybook..."

"Fang Yang, what are you mumbling?" Wang Qiang asked in a dull voice, his face was shocked, and the change in the copybook was unexpected.

Fang Yang shook his head with a solemn expression. When he was about to mobilize his aura to spy on the secret of this copybook, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.

"Floating like a floating cloud, like a frightening dragon, Wang Xizhi's copybooks run through the years, but it is difficult to conceal the charm. Wonderful! Wonderful!"

"Chief Andorra!"

Wang Qiang raised his eyes to look at An Hongtao who appeared like a ghost, with a respectful expression, and called out.

This An Hongtao is indeed a big name, aside from his unfathomable ancient martial arts cultivation, I am afraid that his status is also high and scary, otherwise, based on Fang Yang's understanding of Wang Qiang, how can he be such a respectful person?

An Hongtao nodded slightly in response, but his deep eyes never left Fang Yang.

Facing An Hongtao, Fang Yang didn't know whether to treat him as a lifesaver, or what else. Seeing An Hongtao's eyes kept staring at him, Fang Yang looked embarrassed, changed the subject, and asked, "Does An Daochang know the magical effect of this copybook?"

An Hongtao did not respond, his eyes condensed suddenly, and he suddenly reached out a hand and grabbed it towards the void. A phantom with gray paw prints appeared, and the copybook in Fang Yang's hand disappeared in a moment.

As soon as the paw prints entered, the golden light flowed back around, flowing around the font, as if it was confined to one place by a mysterious force, even if the golden light wanted to break through, it would be difficult to shake.

The golden light returned, and An Hongtao watched the copybook restore calmness, and then said leisurely: "This copybook is the inheritance of Wang Xi's ideas, and it has a great magical effect when breaking through the shackles. It is a pity that the three opportunities contained in it have already been used twice. Second. As for the last remaining time, there is a fierce formation that disturbs the mind. The former owner of this copybook is really careful."

Hearing this, Fang Yang and Wang Qiang's expressions changed, and Fang Yang couldn't help cursing, "Although this girl's things are good, they can't stop someone from doing bad things inside!"

Fang Yang is now fortunate to be scared. When he was in Jiangbei City, he still felt that he was quite awesome. But why didn't you discover the danger hidden in the copybook just now?

If this is the spiritual energy entering the copybook, I am afraid that it will be sucked into the adult all at once, right?

Compared with Fang Yang, Wang Qiang showed an unpredictable appearance. Haha said, "In the world of Guwu, you'd better believe in a word."

"What are you talking about?"

"The more beautiful things are, the more dangerous they are." Wang Qiang said sternly.

The world of Guwu is full of panacea, supreme magic weapon. After all, the world of Guwu is another vanity fair. People here need spirit stones, pill medicine, and desire powerful magic weapons. They have many methods to possess and plunder, even if that method is very unbearable.

The fierce array hidden in the copybook gave Fang Yang a vivid lesson.

Fang Yang's face was weird, and his heart was clear. After reading the copybook and then at An Hongtao, it took a long time to raise the bottle containing the marrow pill in his hand, and said: "Daochang An, should I tell me the truth now?"

Hearing this, Wang Qiang's expression moved, his eyes were cast on An Hongtao who was nagging, and his brows wrinkled slightly.

An Hongtao looked calm and didn't circumvent him. He said directly: "You are the grandson of the three veins and one branch of Qingwumai Fang in the ancient world of martial arts."

Fang Yang was taken aback, turned his head to look at Wang Qiang, and asked, "What the **** is this green black vein?"

Wang Qiang shook his head and smiled bitterly. He looked at Fang Yang as if he was a monster, and said, "This green black vein is not a ghost, but a powerful family."

"How strong is it?" Fang Qiang asked.

Wang Qiang looked at An Hongtao and held back for a while before he said: "Three veins and one family are the pinnacle family of the ancient martial arts world, how strong do you say?"

"Damn!" Fang Yang roared, and said: "Dare to love me, Fang Yang is still a rich second-generation? My family is so awesome, why have I never enjoyed it?!"

"Because you have been cursed since you were young, you will not live to be twenty-eight years old." An Hongtao said in a deep voice.

Fang Yang looked astonished, and slowly calmed down, An Hongtao's voice echoed in his ears.

It turns out that Fang Yang is not only the eldest son and eldest grandson of the Fang family of Qingwumai, but also a talented and intelligent young man, and he is beginning to show off. If there were no accidents, once Fang Yang reached the age of carrying a tripod, he would surely become a trembling figure in the entire ancient martial arts world.

It is a pity that Qingwu Mai, as a Feng Shui master, has been cursed for leaking too many secrets. This curse is directed at the inheritance of Qingwu Mai, which is Fang Yang's body. According to the masters of the Fang family's feng shui holy technique, Fang Yang will not survive the twenty-eight years!

"Twenty-eight years old? I'll be twenty-nine years old after the Chinese New Year. Am I going to die?" Fang Yang wailed after breaking his fingers, but he was worried and confused.

An Hongtao looked at Fang Yang amusedly, shook his head, a hint of arrogance in his expression unconsciously. Wang Qiang next to him took a look at An Hongtao, opened his mouth at the right time, and said: "Fang Yang, you can live past twenty-eight years old. Thank you Qingcheng Mountain for this."

With that said, Wang Qiang winked at Fang Yang. That was exactly to make Fang Yang thank An Hongtao. And this An Hongtao is the old way of Qingcheng Mountain.

Seeing Fang Yang looking at her curious baby, An Hongtao hurriedly separated from herself, saying: "Although the person who saved you came from Qingcheng Mountain, that person is not me."

According to An Hongtao, Fang Yang didn't live to be twenty-eight years old. Fortunately, Qingcheng Mountain Immortal Master gave guidance. Fang Yang was not allowed to accept half of his parents' favor before he was 27, otherwise he would die.

It is precisely because of this that Fang Yang was raised by his grandfather since he was a child, far away from Guwu Fengshui.

"So, my parents are still alive?" Fang Yang looked at the expressions of An Hongtao and Wang Qiang, and a huge wave hit his heart. He hurriedly asked, "Where are my parents now?!"

Wang Qiang avoided Fang Yang's gaze, and An Hongtao was even hesitant to speak. After a long time, he sighed and said: "Fang Yang, if you have been far away from Gu Wu, all this **** wind has nothing to do with you. But that Fate will make you get married with Gu Wu, and the Fang family will be a catastrophe, you are doomed to escape!"

Fang Yang felt bad and wanted to ask more, but was interrupted by Na An Hongtao's wave.

I saw An Hongtao look more serious than ever before, staring at Fang Yang with scorching eyes, and shouted: "Fang Yang, I just say something for you, are you willing to come under my An Hongtao seat and accept my mantle?"

An Hongtao's voice wasn't too loud, but Fang Yang was shocked if there was no drumming at this moment.

Who is this An Hongtao? A piece of jade pendant given at hand can withstand a blow from a master of the mysterious rank. Is he a ground rank? Or is it more powerful than the ground? Such a character should be his disciple? Fang Yang just felt like he was dreaming.

"Fang Yang, you should be more sober, the master is here, don't you hurry up and kowtow!" Wang Qiang was embarrassed when he saw Fang Yang, and then stepped forward and kicked Fang Yang's leg with a kick. , Making one of them knelt down in front of An Hongtao.

Since then, Fang Yang woke up like a dream, and knelt down in a hurry, shouting in his mouth, "Master is here, please be respected by the disciple!"

As he said, Fang Yang knocked his head heavily and saw An Hongtao smile at the corner of his mouth.

As for Wang Qiang, he wiped his sweat on the side, and then showed a knowing smile.

Fang Yang, Fang Yang, the ancient martial artist who wants to worship the Andao Changmen has already been queued from the imperial capital to Qingcheng Mountain. If your kid is a step slower, you will miss the climb to the ladder...