"teacher?"

Fang Yuan was stunned for a moment, then looked at the boy who was hitting the snake and stick, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Okay... very good, I took you as a student, just remind you first, come in my door, don't blame me for life and death!"

"In order to seek the supreme sword, I still have no regrets even if I die a hundred times!"

Gai Nie replied loudly.

"good!"

Fang Yuan bounced his nails. Since someone rushed to the door to be a gusseted mouse, what else could he hesitate? Heizhong, take this person down and settle, and teach him the introductory chapter of the Taiyin Dharma!”

"promise!"

He bowed under the black tomb, and looked at Gai Nie with a hint of sympathy and pity, and a hint of closeness. No matter what, there is one more person who shares the joys and sorrows after all, right?

"Thank you, teacher!"

The stubborn boy didn't know Fang Yuan's horror at this time. When he saw that he was officially taken back to the door wall, he was overjoyed and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Okay, an annoying bug solved one!"

Fang Yuan bounced his fingers, and a stone roared and rushed towards a wall.

Bang!

Under Gai Nie's shocked gaze, the original wall suddenly twisted, and a curtain-like thing fell down, and a figure appeared.

"You are the ones who come to visit him, how kind you treat him, how thin are you!"

The new person is a middle-aged man in his thirties, with beautiful beard and a pair of eyes that are blurred purple. He has an indescribable and unpredictable temperament.

"It's all because he has good intentions, and you... have bad intentions!"

Fang Yuan's hand was already holding the long sword.

The middle-aged man who saw this scene couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes and waved his hand quickly: "Slow down... You and I are friends but not enemies! I am just acting as the master, and I will give you an invitation to the gentleman!"

"Who is your head?"

Fang Yuan asked by pressing the sword.

"Sir, you will know when you go!"

The beautiful middle-aged man smiled mysteriously, and his whole body seemed to have disappeared into the soil.

"The Five Elements Escape Method? Could it be the Yin-Yang Five Elements Master?"

When Kurozuka saw this scene, his pupils shrank.

"snort……"

Fang Yuan sneered without saying a word.

This kind of path, even if you don’t talk about yourself, even the sword saint Cao Qiu can break it with one sword. At this time, with a move, a bamboo slip in the original place suddenly seemed to be pulled by an invisible silk thread and fell on Fang Yuan’s hand.

"Juxian Pavilion?"

Looking at the date and location above, Fang Yuan recalled: "It seems that a certain vassal state was opened in Shangyi, and was specially used to recruit talents... It turns out that he knew without asking, and he would know it as soon as he went!"

Because this world has extraordinary power, there are eight hundred vassal states in the world, far from being able to control the Shang king, so the flow of scholars is also very frequent.

The consequence of this is that a hundred schools of thought contend, and countries are eager for real talented people and talented people to seek talent, and are competing to offer high prices and wait for their positions.

The powerful vassal states even opened similar recruitment halls in various cities around the world, welcoming people from all over the world.

"I just don't know which prince is standing behind this family..."

Fang Yuan rubbed his hand slightly, and the bamboo slips on his hand suddenly turned into powder and slipped from his fingers.

...

The second day.

Heizuo left behind to take care of Gai Nie and Dabai Xiaobai. Fang Yuan came to the recruitment hall alone wearing an iron sword.

This museum covers a huge area and is located in the downtown area. It is very quiet around it. Even if there are occasional pedestrians passing by, it is still taken by God and walked quickly.

The several sword-defeating men standing in front of the hall were strong and strong, with their eyes as bright as a spirit, thick calluses on their hands, and faintly carrying blood-demonic aura on their bodies, which was obviously not ordinary.

At this moment, seeing Fang Yuan swaying forward, a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and two long swords were crossing their way: "Who is coming?"

"Um?"

Fang Yuan raised his eyebrows: "It turns out to be called Juxianguan. I think he is a wise man. Can't he enter?"

In fact, it is the right way to take out the bamboo slip invitation I got yesterday, but Fang Yuan realized a little unusual at this time.

Unless the princes and ministers of various vassal states are idiots, the genius will put this group of evil dogs in front of the recruitment hall to drive people.

Moreover, these swordsmen are at least ten enemies, hundreds of generals, and a recruitment hall, how much will the whole world be wasted? I am afraid even the big merchants will not have this capital waste!

‘So…Is there a great noble man living in the museum at this time?’

Fang Yuan had already had a secret guess in his heart.

"It turns out that Mr. Jie has arrived, he is rude..."

At this time, a figure flashed in the museum. The beautiful middle-aged man who had seen yesterday walked out and saluted Fang Yuan: "I have been waiting here for the order of the young master in Xiamo Pavilion. I have been waiting here for a long time! Sir, please..."

He scolded the swordsmen again: "Even Mr. Jie, who defeated the swordsman, did you blind your dog eyes? Why don't you apologize quickly?"

"So it's Master Jie!"

The swordsmen's faces changed suddenly, and the eyes of Fang Yuan were filled with reverence, shock and other emotions.

After all, they are also swordsmen, how could they have never heard of the big things that happened yesterday?

"What is the name of a young master?"

Fang Yuan naturally would not argue with the vicious dogs, so he entered the museum with his hands behind his back and suddenly asked.

This "private son" is not that "private son"! In the Shang Dynasty, only the sons of princes could be called "private son". He was indeed a noble person.

"My son is a noble man from heaven and the son of the Marquis of the Western Zhou Dynasty... is Wu!"

Moge said loudly.

"Marquis of the Western Zhou Dynasty? Gongziwu?"

Fang Yuan nodded, but was complaining in his heart: "Why don't you just call Xibohou...'

Of course, if according to his speculation, the world has been influenced by a higher level of civilization, then the general trend of development remains unchanged and minor details have changed, but it is normal.

After all, any slight changes in these parallel worlds may have a butterfly effect, not to mention the disturbance of the dreamer, and everything remains the same. It is strange.

After entering the hall and walking through two more corridors, a young man in brocade clothes came out: "This is Mr. Jie who defeated Cao Zi by Jian? I have met Mr. Wu!"

"Young master Wu is so proud!"

After Fang Yuan returned the gift, he carefully looked at the prince of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

This person looked less than twenty years old, and had a face like jade, eyes like lacquer, the heaven was full, and the mountain roots were dark and purple. It was really the posture of a dragon and tiger, the sun, and the body was full of noble aura. It was rare and not arrogant at all. Every move gave people the feeling of spring breeze.

Such a person, even if he has no feet, will definitely make a name for himself, let alone the princes of the great vassal state?

"Haha... I like heroes the most. Sir, don't be too polite. Come on, please come and invite you to the banquet!"

Gongziwu invited Fang Yuan into the hall, and the two sat opposite each other, and immediately a maid was offering wine, meat and food for the two to drink together.

"Drinking!"

I have to say that the princes enjoyed it really well. When the bells and cauldrons were singing and dancing, there were also singing and dancing to accompany the meal. Mo Ge next to him was also full of witty words. For a moment, the guests and hosts were all happy.

After halfway through the banquet, Gongzi Wu seemed to ask unintentionally: "As far as Wu knows, sir is a native of Shangyi? This time he conquered the small part of Dongyi and established a great achievement?"

"That's true... I just don't intend to enter the officialdom, I just want to be free and easy."

Fang Yuan waved his hand and knew that the other party was trying to find out his origins, but he admired the detailed work of the Western Zhou Kingdom.

Although I gave me a name, I found out the original body and feet overnight, and there were still some methods.

"oops……"

Gongziwu looked regretful: "That's a pity. Mr. Husband is a talented man. If he is the Western Zhou Dynasty, he will definitely be appointed as a minister and enjoy the state gift... Even if the teacher doesn't want to, he can still recommend him to his fellow disciples? Wu will be recruited heavily!"

At this time, Gongziwu was like a monarch who was eager to seek talent, but in fact he was still inquiring about Fang Yuan's teacher.

"That's a pity..."

Fang Yuan smiled slightly: "I am using the sword technique, which is Tianshuo, but I took a disciple last night..."

When he mentioned this, Mo Ge coughed, and Gong Ziwu's smile also froze.

After all, they all knew how many abilities could Gai Nie have just joined Fang Yuan’s sect? If he really wanted to hire a high-ranking ceremony, he would become a sucker.

However, Fang Yuan naturally would not do this, but changed his subject: "It's a pity that he has not achieved his sword skills, so he can't come to assist the young master!"

"It's okay. When the gentleman feels it's right, I'll be grateful for it when he's sent him to come!"

Gongziwu laughed, and suddenly, a slave rushed over and said a few words in his ear, which changed his expression.

"What happened?"

Fang Yuan picked up the wine, but thought in his heart that the opera meat was finally coming.
To be continued...