On the banks of Nanhu Lake.

The breeze blows.

The lake is quiet.

Fang Cheng closed his eyes and lay down.

Thoughts can turn into an invisible soft backrest, supporting Fang Cheng's back.

In fact, it is an extraordinary life form formed in square shape.

Even if you are in a handstand, you can rest leisurely, but the most comfortable habit that flows in your memory is the lying position after all.

"Huangyanghu." Fang Cheng said softly.

The Huangyang Hu, who was standing aside, hurriedly bent down, listened to Fang Cheng's instructions, and smiled and said, "Mr. Fang, just call me Xiaohu."

"hehe."

Fang Cheng couldn't help laughing and chuckled.

He opened his eyes and glanced at the Huangyanghu, feeling helpless.

Fang Cheng roughly understood the thoughts of Huangyanghu.

The existence of the starry sky and the universe is unknown how much money it has lived, but it is considered small for tens of thousands of years.

But the problem is that, considering the age of distracting spirits on Earth, Fang Cheng is only in his forties.

According to Fang Cheng's perception, the Huangyang household is at least over 120 years old, so is it called a small household?

Even if Fang Cheng was cold and domineering, he couldn't speak.

After all, they are humble, greet each other with a smile, and respectfully face each other.

Moreover, Fang Cheng forced him to kneel down, and the Huangyanghu's emotions were extremely respectful and there was no slight grudge.

"Okay, Huangyang stops, there is no need to do this. How about the Broken Method?"

Huangyanghu's body shook and said:

"Mr. Fang, I have activated all my power methods. On the entire planet, even the ancient people in the deep mountains and forests and in the wilderness, have basically received the news."

"Please rest assured." Huangyanghu added another sentence.

"kindness."

Fang Cheng nodded gently.

"Wow."

A tree's remaining branches fell on the water of Nanhu Lake, rippling ripples.

Fang Cheng looked from afar, as if recalling the past.

The Huangyang Hu standing next to him was confused.

A middle-aged person or an elderly person may also feel emotional when touched by the scene.

But this Mr. Fang, who has survived for a long time and has experienced many years, can even feel the feeling of the scenery?

strangeness.

Huangyanghu was secretly confused.

However, the doubts flashed in a flash, and Huangyanghu continued to stand respectfully behind Fang Cheng.

Standing behind Mr. Fang at close distance is a great fortune.

Because Mr. Fang may be more than a broken person, perhaps... a supreme existence beyond the broken person!

Just when Huangyang Hu held his breath and focused, his mind was free of distractions, and he was only respectful.

"Huangyanghu." A faint voice sounded.

"Mr. Fang." Huangyanghu hurriedly lowered his head, his face was serious and respectful, as if he was waiting for an extremely sacred and solemn thing.

Fang Cheng chuckled.

"I don't worry about doing things. This booklet is the path of your ancient style, breaking through to the so-called forging and tempering method of the broken ones."

A black booklet floated out of thin air and slowly flew to the shocking eyes of Huangyanghu.

The black book is reflected in the eyes of the Huangyanghu.

"Plop!"

Huangyang Hu knelt down and said sincerely and faithfully: "Mr. Fang, please rest assured! I will definitely obey your will and keep the broken method..."

He was very excited.

Isn’t Fang Cheng’s throwing the Broken Method to himself to show that he believes in himself? He must do his best to keep it safe and supervise it, and strive to get one day of gifts—

Watch the Broken Method.

Fang Cheng turned his head and glanced at Huangyanghu: "Huangyanghu, you made a mistake. This method of breaking is for you. You can consider how to use it yourself."

Huangyanghu was stunned, froze, and trembled. His eyes were filled with tears in an instant, and he knelt on the ground and bent down deeply.

He was trembling all over excitedly.

This is a method of breaking!

If you succeed, you will be a broken person!

It would not be surprising if this small black book was made known to the ancient Mou Zixing people, fighting for the death, and even killing countless people and blood flowing into a river.

"Thank you for your kindness, honor is as great as you, as great as you..." The Huangyang household registration is full of lotus flowers, passionately.

"Go, go and see this method. Note that you ancient people have great dangers in breaking through the method of the path. If you fail, you will die immediately."

Fang Cheng waved his hand and looked at the mountains in the distance.

"Yes, thank you for your teachings."

Huangyang Hu bowed repeatedly.

Then, he kept bent down, step by step, his steps were stable, neither anxious nor impatient.

But the ecstasy and excitement brewing in the hearts of Huangyanghu.

He wished he could rush into the sky and yelled unscrupulously to vent his emotions.

Huangyang family.

Rise is imminent.

"But..." Huangyanghu's eyes flashed.

His expression became more and more respectful, and he maintained a respectful attitude, retreated a hundred meters away before turning around and leaving.

"Mr. Fang... isn't he an ancient person?" Huangyanghu was so smart that he could sense some shocking information from Fang Cheng's words.

In addition to the ancient style, there are other paths.

"The universe is vast and the stars are vast. It is inevitable that there are other paths of practice."

Huangyanghu sighed softly.

The only thing he can be sure of-

Mr. Fang, he is definitely not a broken person!

This judgment was based on Fang Cheng's casual expression and leisurely movements, and he threw out a broken book, as if he was throwing a piece of waste paper.

——

Nine days later.

The First Hotel in Huangyang Imperial Capital.

In the imperial capital, it is conceivable that the hotel that can be ranked first must be the industry of the Huangyang family.

The glorious and luxurious hotel entrance.

North Gate Long Cheng looked back and glanced at Jinbi's dazzling hotel facade, and sneered: "If the Breaking Method does not exist, this first hotel can collapse."

The ancient style of the Beimen family around him frowned.

One of the black-haired middle-aged men stepped forward and whispered: "The Broken Man named Mr. Fang has been confirmed, the leader of the Longcheng clan, we..."

"snort."

Beimen Longcheng glanced at the black-haired middle-aged man with a facial expression.

His words are the king's order and there is no need to remind and refute.

The black-haired middle-aged man shivered, smiled bitterly, shook his head, and retreated to the team, not daring to persuade him anymore.

In his opinion, the Broken One has been confirmed to exist. Should their Beimen family be more cautious?

North Gate Long Cheng glanced around coldly, then said lightly.

"The Broken One does not exist. I got an ancient essay in my early years and searched for three hundred ancient essay experts to analyze it."
To be continued...