Fang Ming closed his eyes slightly.

During his senses, Xue Lingling's breath seemed to disappear from the true disciple of Qingyun Sect opposite him.

Although she still has a sword in her hand, her murderous aura, sword aura, and even her own aura seem to have disappeared to the extreme!

This is like a dormant dragon, waiting for the spring thunder to explode, and then it will fly into the sky, gathering in the wind and clouds, and undergoing the thunder tribulation and turning into a true dragon!

"A good move of 'Sword Hidden Sword', where can you rank among the true disciples of Qingyun Sect?"

Fang Ming remained unmoved, but Xue Lingling could not find any flaws in him, as if she was not facing a person now, but a mountain, a giant mountain that was extremely majestic, powerful and flawless!

"I am stupid in my qualifications. I am only a hundred people in the true teachings, but this time I am just a pioneer, and there is also Senior Brother He behind me. He is the tenth true teaching of the sect. He has been refining internally and transforming into aura. You should surrender quickly and follow me to the Qingyun branch to explain the matter clearly. Will our Qingyun Sect wrongly accuse you?"

Xue Lingling's words were like her sword, and she hid a cleverness in the ordinary.

‘It would be strange if you don’t make unfairly accused!’

Fang Ming rolled his eyes in his heart. He had no intention of handing over his safety to others.

What's more, although Zhang Yitian and Zhao Jie had wronged him, the identity of the Young Master of Golden Sword and Xuan Zhendao on his back was real. If he was really caught, it would be not as simple as a master of Huagang to capture him.

"Qingyun Sect is so powerful that Daqian, will you still listen to the defense of me, a little outsider?"

Therefore, Fang Ming laughed directly, and the silver dragon sword turned into a silver thread. The central palace suddenly entered, with a trace of the natural destiny of creation. It was the Goddess of Yue!

"This is……"

There was only this sword shadow in Xue Lingling's eyes.

"I have only seen this kind of sword technique in the ancestor Liuyun only once, no! No..."

This trace of the charm of the Tianren swordsman suddenly made the innate swordsman lose his mind for a moment. By the time Xue Lingling reacted, Fang Ming's sword tip had already touched her neck.

"Good sword technique! This is not your sword! It is the sword of the heavenly beings!"

Although his life is under Fang Ming's control, Xue Lingling is still savoring the sword he had just said: "What a pity! What a pity! You only have a trace of divine intention of this sword, otherwise, the master may not be able to do anything to you!"

"I'm sorry for Miss Xue staying here for a while!"

Fang Ming didn't say much to her, and connected the sword tip, and instantly sealed Xue Lingling's eight extraordinary meridians like a pen: "My Dajiang League must be treated as a gift for you!"

At this time, Yue Yun and Tong Yuechang also captured the other three true masters of Qingyun Sect. These people were only slightly injured, and it seemed that they had shown a lot of mercy.

"What a courage, do you know who we are? Where is Yue Yun? I want to see your leader?"

A young swordsman with fluffy on the corner of his mouth screamed. He was the weakest martial arts among the four, and he was also the one who was shot by Fang Ming at the beginning.

"Shut up!"

Fang Ming pointed out and sealed his mute hole, then waved his hand: "Take it down!"

Several innate elders took the order solemnly, but Xue Lingling looked at this scene with thoughtful eyes.

"You guys leave too!"

By the way, congenitals are not fools. After getting along for so long, I have discovered the secret between Fang Ming and Yue Yun. However, their life and death are in Fang Ming's hands, so they are naturally very strict. Although they are tacit on weekdays, this kind of respectful taste is inevitable.

"Now it is just a temporary measure. After I become a master, I can walk to the front of the stage openly!"

At this time, Kangzhou had no master on the surface. If Fang Ming could achieve it, it would be a great opportunity and it would be difficult to take it.

Of course, the premise is that the identity should not be exposed, otherwise, if the gods and humans are not allowed to hide underground like mice, and if the gods and humans are exposed, they will attract powerful people of the Qingyun Sect at the level of heavenly beings.

"I'm thinking about what the Grand Master of Heaven is too far away. Is the biggest threat the Gangqi-level Senior Brother He?"

Refining Qi to form a gang! It means that the flesh orifices have been polished and the foundation of the master is completely solid. The rest is to awaken the spiritual power, understand the use of the spiritual, and become a master!

Although this step stumped 99% of the warriors, there is no doubt that the Senior Brother He at this time was even more than Fang Ming's level in realm!

"But, realm is realm, combat power is combat power!"

With Fang Ming's trump card that he has saved now, if he really wants to fight against the opponent, his chances of winning are probably 55.

Of course, this probability is still too low for him, as if he is gambled for life, so he will not take it.

"I caught four hostages in my hands. He always had to worry about it. If he could just drag it, he would be 70% or 80% sure if he could get to the qi when I also advanced to the qi!"

Fang Ming is actually already familiar with the state of Qi refining.

The Great Qian martial arts begins with a hundred days of foundation building, from acquired to innate, and the sign of perfect qi refining is the qi refining and transformation of qi! After reaching this point, the warrior almost possesses extraordinary power, and living for 200 years is no problem. It is like an immortal god among mortals. Later, the transformation of gods and even the refining of gods is the realm of a master, a grand master and a god!

"The inner refining is perfect and the flesh is flawless, and a person can live to the peak of his life!"

Fang Ming also studied in his previous life. The real life limit of a person is between 150 and 200 years old, but this is impossible, because people come into contact with acquired energy from birth, and the body accumulates damage at all times. Although it is extremely subtle, over time, being able to live to 100 years old is a rare long-lived and elderly age!

Innate warriors who practice acquired as innate are reversed, which is to reverse this process, push their essence, qi, blood, and even soul to the peak of the human being, and reach their limits of life.

Fang Ming walked around the garden and soon arrived at a quiet yard.

"Ho huh..."

A roar of heart-to-lung tearing came, and a golden shadow rushed over as the howling wind roared. It was extremely fierce, and the power it carried was ten times stronger than the tiger's power! hundred times more powerful!

But Fang Ming didn't even blink his eyelids when facing this.

The wind suddenly sounded, as if the monster had recognized Fang Ming, and his claws were placed on his shoulders, and a tongue with a barb had already licked it affectionately.

"Xiao Jin, go away!"

Of course, Fang Ming respected Bumin for this, so he grabbed the golden retriever and threw it away.

"Hehe...Xiao Jin, come here!"

Little Murong played with the Golden Retriever without any mind. Her little face was licked and she was still smiling.

"But... in a month, I've grown so big..."

Fang Ming couldn't help but be amazed when he looked almost as tall as a calf, like a giant dog's golden retriever.

"After all, Daqian is rich in vitality, good food, and it is normal to grow fast!"

The beasts in the Daqian world are much more ferocious than the Cloud Sea World.

The jackals, tigers and leopards that Fang Ming had seen when he was collecting herbs are not comparable to those in the sea of ​​clouds. They are almost all bigger. The white tigers and cloud leopards that were rare in their previous lives... They can be seen almost everywhere here, and there are more unknown strange beasts.

Dajiang League bought these beast meat and fed them to the golden retriever. The little guy's size changed every day. Even now, Xiao Murong could almost ride around to play.

"Brother Ming!"

Xiao Murong threw herself into Fang Ming's arms again, and tears seemed to be in her bright and moist eyes: "It's so strange... I haven't seen each other for a few days, why does Xiao Murong feel that she hasn't seen Brother Ming for several years? It was the same last time... Although it's familiar, it's so strange and scary..."

"It's fine!"

Fang Ming touched Xiao Murong's little head, but a little wave broke out in his heart: "Little Murong is worthy of being a peerless figure. This kind of innate spiritual awareness is probably about to catch up with the master..."

He had already entered the innate world, and his appearance and body were almost frozen at the most perfect age. Last time he spent several years in the sea of ​​clouds, even when he came back, even if Nangong Qingcheng and Zuoqiu Yiren did not find anything wrong, but Xiao Murong could actually notice that this spiritual awareness could only be explained by "Tianci".

"Fortunately, this is the only one in the entire Kangzhou, otherwise wouldn't let people live?"

...

Just when Fang Ming was feeling very much.

At the branch of the Qingyun Sect of Taiping County, Tu Qianjue looked at the figure in front of him respectfully: "Senior Brother He!"

"Um!"

The one he called "Senior Brother He" was a young man with a face of no more than thirty, much younger than Tu Qianjue, but in front of him, Tu Qianjue was respectful and depressed, and was as humble as he was.

"Senior brother has worked hard all the way, so please let me do my best to be a landlord!"

The wrinkles around Tu Qianjue's eyes seemed to be smiling one by one, and he led Senior Brother He into the house, and the banquet had already been set up inside.

The table is very simple, with only four-color side dishes, but it is extremely delicate and fragrant. A discerning person can tell at a glance that the chef who cooks has reached the realm of returning to nature and realism and real skills in ordinary things. Even such chefs can't find many of them in Kangzhou.

The wine is as color as amber, and it seems that you can use chopsticks to pick out silk threads. Just by smelling the smell, it makes people feel intoxicated.

After taking the seat, Senior Brother He just closed his eyes slightly, as if he was resting his mind.

After a long time, he spoke calmly: "Junior Brother Butcher, your kung fu has regressed a lot!"

His voice was mature, round, and even more magnetic. It was a type that was enough to make all girls crazy. As soon as he said that, Tu Qianjue seemed to feel a great pressure coming to his face, and his face changed continuously.

"Ha...haha... I don't have the qualifications, so I can only apply for an outsourcing. It's a blessing in disguise to come here to retire..."

Tu Qianjue laughed dryly: "Why don't your senior brother move your chopsticks? Is the dish not suitable for the taste? I will ask the servants to change it immediately!"

"No need! You haven't reached my level yet..."
Chapter completed!