Although he no longer controls the world, no one can challenge his reputation as the lord of the world.

And Tu Tian was able to admire so many cultivators in Zongzhou, and was even called the first person under Mr. Zhiyi two hundred years ago. It can be seen that his cultivation at that time had reached a terrifying level.

Now two hundred years have passed, Fang Ling does not believe that Tu Tian has not made any progress.

But this also made his fighting spirit stronger and stronger. The retreat of the two hundred years of small world also made Fang Ling himself feel proud.

A kind of pride that wants to try the world through swords.

Although he has never shown this pride, now, this pride has been deeply rooted in his bones.

"Thank you, Brother Kumho, but now, all I can do is fight!"

Li Jinhu stopped and continued to nag. Fang Ling's voice was not loud, but it was full of determination.

An unquestionable firmness.

In fact, he had no great hope of persuading Fang Ling to cancel the battle with Tu Tian.

As a genius, Li Jinhu also understands that people like him and Fang Ling will generally not retreat as long as they make a decision.

He doesn't know, Fang Ling doesn't know either!

But for the sake of a friend, he felt that he still had to persuade Fang Ling. Now Fang Ling had made a decision, so he shook his head and didn't say anything.

When he returned to his residence, all the staff of the Honglu Temple looked at Fang Ling, and there was a little involuntary respect.

Fang Ling's record has reached their ears. Although they have been warned that Fang Ling is a big shot.

But this is just a virtual image. They didn't know how big a big man Fang Ling was. So they didn't know what kind of respect he should give to this big man.

But now, Fang Ling is fighting against the heroic race. The Yuanying Ancestor is 99 wins at the level of ​​99, and such a record is like a myth.

What's more, Fang Ling only spent two hours.

Also, Lord Tu Tian, ​​who is second only to Mr. Zhiyi, has challenged Fang Ling.

One day later, Tu Tian and Fang Ling will decide whether the heroic striking that has not been broken for many years will be broken or its unbreakable reputation will be broken.

The others from the Ten Evils in the Beihai also heard about this. They just said a few simple words to Fang Ling, but did not disturb Fang Ling's rest.

As the ancestors of the Nascent Soul, they knew how important this period of rest was for Fang Ling.

Fang Ling sent Li Jinhu, Lei Jun and others away, and then he turned his eyes to Fang De'an's face, who was uneasy but more excited.

"Disciple Fang De'an, pay homage to Master!" Fang De'an knelt on the ground and said to Fang Ling in a deep voice.

While speaking, a trace of tears appeared in Fang De'an's eyes.

Fang Ling was appointed as a disciple when he accepted the house. It was not because of how talented he was, but mainly because of his protection of Xiaotong.

Now, in the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed, white hair has also appeared on this disciple's forehead, which has also caused Fang Ling's heart to feel a lot of emotion.

He waved his hand and helped Fang De'an up and said, "No need to be too polite. You sit down and talk."

Although Fang Ling asked him to sit down, Fang Dean did not dare to sit in front of Fang Ling in a big way. He sat down carefully not far from Fang Ling, and then waited for Fang Ling's questioning.

Fang Ling asked about his departure from Qianzhu Sect, and Fang Dean told him what happened to Qianzhu Sect after Fang Ling left.

In fact, the things that Qianzhu teaches can be summarized in just one sentence, that is, life is very bad.

Otherwise, the Qianzhu Sect would not have released Fang Dean as a seed disciple.

Although a sect will prepare some seed disciples, these seed disciples will not be used until the sect is about to be destroyed.

Now that Fang Dean and others are released, it can be seen how crisis of the Qianzhu Sect has reached.

Fang Ling also had some estimates about the situation of Qianzhu Sect. Fang Dean's words at this time only confirmed his thoughts.

Yan Chenzhou, who was shining through the sky, would even cover the sky in Nanchu. Almost all sects would rush to hold the thighs of the Hantian Gate.

At this time, it would be strange if he had a good life to live with the Hantian Gate.

"How could you appear in the hero ring?" Fang Ling asked in a low voice.

Fang Dean said so many things about the sects, and was waiting anxiously in his heart. In fact, this was the sentence that he immediately told him about his experience of leaving the sect.

In fact, Fang Dean's experience was very simple. He met a woman he liked, and then the two of them searched for a place to practice together.

Just as the two of them lived carefree, the Tu family members chased after him and took Ji Shaoying away.

"Master, heroic raid is the only way for disciples to think of to save Shaoying. Although the disciple knows that his magic power is shallow and it is difficult to save Shaoying's life, the disciple is willing to die with Shaoying!"

Fang Dean was in tears at the end of his speech.

Fang Ling looked at Fang Dean, who had vomited all his grievances, and a hint of emotion arose in his heart.

I feel more satisfied with Fang De'an, a disciple.

Although now, as long as he waves his hand and says to accept disciples, he believes that even the real person of Jindan will flock to him.

Fang Dean has only reached the peak of foundation building for so many years. He is not an outstanding person. However, in Fang Ling's view, genius disciples are important, but disciples with good character are also very important.

Fang Dean's character, especially his behavior of becoming a hero for his beloved, is not afraid of life and death, and is very rare.

If I hadn't happened to go to the hero ring this time, if the man named Xue Tu did not kill immediately, his disciple might have fallen into the hero ring.

After patting Fang Dean's shoulder, Fang Ling said in a deep voice: "It's okay, everything will pass."

Everything will pass, Fang Ling said this sentence very calmly, but it gave Fang Dean a huge support.

Yes, everything will pass. As long as you have your master as the ancestor of the Nascent Soul, it will be easier to rescue Shaoying.

"Thank you, Master." Fang De'an kowtowed to Fang Ling again.

Fang Ling did not stop Fang Dean this time, and he said in a deep voice: "Since you said that their holy sacrifice still has some time, after the final battle tomorrow, I will ask you for Ji Shaoying, the general of the Tu family."

Because he knew that Fang Ling was going to fight Tu Tian tomorrow, Fang Dean didn't dare to disturb him. After saying some more, he left Fang Ling's room.

Fang Ling sat in the quiet room, but was not calm. He was talking to Fang Dean just now. He asked Hua Shuying's whereabouts, but Fang Dean was not clear about this news.

He is just a small figure in Qianzhu Sect and is not clear about the matter of Zhenhuan Palace. Moreover, Hua Shuying seems to have deliberately faded out of other people's sight over the years.

I wanted to go and see Hua Shuying earlier, but I didn't expect that there were so many branches outside the festival. Fang Ling shook his head and then thought of the Wugui Shenni.

Fang Qingmei’s body refining. What is missing now is Wudi Divine Mud. If there is no Wudi Divine Mud, there is only the body to take over.

Fang Ling was unwilling to let Fang Qingmei take over the body, so he must get Wugui Divine Mill. On the way just now, Li Jinhu had already told him that the Zong Laohui had rejected his proposal to exchange for Wugui Divine Mill.

Then he can only say that hope is placed on tomorrow and on which condition.

So he must win the battle tomorrow!

Just as Fang Ling closed his eyes and practiced, as the elder of the Tu family, Tu Yuanming had already arrived underground for thousands of feet.

This is an underground cave. What appears around it is a deep earthy yellow color. It is even more crystal clear earthy yellow color than the palace where the old people's meetings are held.

The extremely thick earth-based spiritual energy floated in the void, and there were crystals formed by the gathering of spiritual energy, spreading all over the floor in a mess.

Spirit crystals are more useful than immortal stones. Spirit crystals will only be produced when the spiritual energy is strong to a certain extent.

If a real person with Jindan saw so many spiritual crystals, they would be ecstatic. However, now these spiritual crystals are like garbage and are thrown away on the ground.

Tu Yuanming didn't even look at the spirit crystal. He came to an outdoor with only one person and knocked on it three times.

The yellowish door opened silently, and Tu Yuanming walked into the door.

Inside the door is a large space of hundreds of feet. In the space, the yellow spiritual energy flows continuously in the void like a human meridian.

In the middle of these meridian spiritual energy, a middle-aged man in his thirties sat cross-legged. There was a layer of earthy yellow light around him, and the light kept beating, just like a baby in the uterus.

Looking at the middle-aged man, Tu Yuanming showed a hint of respect on his face. He clasped his fists behind his back and said, "Yuanming greets the eldest brother!"

The man did not open his eyes, nor did he speak, but a mellow sound rang in the void.

"Are you here for me to fight Fang Ling tomorrow?"

"Yes, my elder brother, I am in the safety of my Tu family. I hope I can reconsider this matter. What's more, you are now at a critical moment. If you fight Fang Ling at this time, I'm afraid..."

"I'm afraid my brother will ruin the family's efforts for many years!"

When he said this, Tu Yuanming's face felt much more relaxed. Although he was the elder of the Tu family, he had never had fear in his heart when facing this person.

"You mean, I am no match for Fang Ling?" A faint voice rang out in the void again.

Although the sound was still unheard of joy, Yun Yuanming's heart twitched involuntarily. He knew too deeply about Tu Tian's personality and knew that if Tu Tian was unhappy at this time, Tu Tian would probably make him even more uncomfortable.

"Brother, I definitely don't mean that. Although Fang Ling is powerful, she is still far behind you!"

When Tu Yuanming said this, he felt that the solemn space around him became soothing again. (Want to know more exciting news about "Mountain God"? Open WeChat now, click the "+" sign in the upper right corner, select Add a friend to add an official account, search for "qidianzhongwenwang", follow the official account, and you will never miss every update again!) (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwenxue, novels are better and faster!

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