According to Tong Xiong's original intention, he had to rely on his own golden bell cover and his iron cloth shirt to practice the horizontal kung fu, and then teach this boy who didn't know how to be tall and rich.

But when Wang moved his palm, he realized that he was wrong!

Not only was it wrong! It was also outrageously wrong!

Because Wang Dong is a rare martial arts genius! His martial arts are already at a low level, and the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing is a first-class external skill!

The power of this palm is no less than that of some of the little masters in Yanghe County, and he can't take it by himself!

The boy bear's feet slipped, and his muscles and strength were tugged one by one, leaping out several feet like a bull plowing the ground. He avoided the palm and his face turned slightly red.

Of course, his face was purple and black, and no one could tell the redness.

"Good palm technique! Take my punch!"

After avoiding the edge, Tong Xiong couldn't wait to shout, like a tiger roaring in the mountains, raising his fist as big as a casserole and smashing it towards Wang Dong.

"Okay! Come on!"

"Beat him! Beat him!"

The young men who practice martial arts are all passionate and are even more worried about the trouble at this time. They immediately gathered together and screamed excitedly.

"Fighting..."

A coach rushed over and asked Fang Ming for instructions: "Commander, look?"

"Young man's passion, there is no need to lose it... As long as there is no serious injury, then look..." Fang Ming waved his hand: "But the law cannot be nullified! Wait until they finish the fight before dealing with it impartially. Don't be afraid, and don't favor anyone!"

The teacher's eyes showed admiration and bowed and retreated, while Fang Ming yawned.

Such small-scale fights are not worth his waste of energy.

With his knowledge, I saw the results from the beginning of the competition: "One of you has thick skin and strong palms, and the other has strong palm power. In the end, 99% of you are punched, I am a pill, and I will exchange the wound for the injury, and fall down together..."

Sure enough, after dozens of moves, both of them played brute force, and even forgot to defend, they suddenly turned into two pig heads, and in the end they even fell down with their strength.

It was not until this time that the teacher Chuangong calmly dispersed the crowd and announced the punishment for the two.

"You kid, you are very good, you have a good temper! You are brave enough! We will continue to fight next time!"

Even though he was punished, Tong Xiong still looked indifferent and gave Wang Dong a thumbs up.

"If you fight, you will be afraid of whoever..." Wang Dong's cheeks were swollen, his eyes seemed to be narrowed into a slit, and his words became muffled.

The two of them stared at each other like cross-eyed eyes, and suddenly smiled at each other, feeling a little sympathetic.

"I'll go...what's going..."

Not far away, looking at the two people who seemed to be unfamiliar with each other, Yan Benchu ​​had a toothache and felt like he was shooting himself in the foot.

...

Time comes to night.

The bright moon hangs high, and within the monastery, Fang Ming sat cross-legged, and his consciousness quickly communicated with the Yanwu Ling.

"Hmm? Even the Legend of Chu Liuxiang has become a permanent option?"

Looking at the bright little dot on the Yanwu Ling that was side by side with the world of Yunhai Yugongyuan, Fang Ming seemed to feel the desert and sea of ​​Chuliuxiang World, and the various forms of all living beings: "It seems that Ye Ming Kingdom and the Black Dragon Group are developing well..."

But he didn't choose to enter. After all, the Legend of Chu Liuxiang was almost ruined by him, and there was nothing worth staying there.

After staring at him for a moment, he saw the random world. Then, Fang Ming's eyes immediately lit up: "Not bad! The force is not low, it is more suitable for me to break through!"

He must break through to the master this time, otherwise it will be a bit troublesome whether it is the next martial arts conference or the accountability of Qingyun Sect.

For ordinary warriors, even if they are masters at the Gangqi level, they have just stepped on the threshold of a master, and it is still unknown whether they can break through.

After all, this is the barrier between carp and dragon! It is also the watershed between a true peerless genius and an ordinary genius!

"Even if ordinary people have complete flesh orifices, it will take ten or even decades to polish their spirits and enter the rank of the master. Even the innate Taoist body cannot be spared. After all, this is spiritual cultivation!"

"I chose to possess it!"

Fang Ming immediately made a decision.

After all, he is preparing to wait until the breakthrough again this time. If he really wastes decades of time and becomes an uncle, it would be a little hard to accept.

Moreover, the master's breakthrough involves the divine essence of the ancestral orifice, which is more dangerous than deducing the martial arts. It is more likely to be enchanted. Fang Ming naturally did not dare to try the method with his body, but was preparing to take the incarnation of reincarnation first, and always add another layer of security, right?

Even if the transformation into the ancestral orifice is broken and he is crazy from now on, he still has the chance to return to his true spirit!

This is the greatest significance of martial arts practice! The countless opportunities to come back represent the possibility of reaching the ultimate martial arts!

"Let's go!"

Fang Ming closed his eyes, and the martial arts order suddenly shone brightly, generating an unparalleled suction force. His body formed a seal and fell, like the Taoist flying immortals fading away, and the Buddhist Arhat's golden body had no breath, as if he had entered the realm of nirvana in the dark!

Buzz!

The martial arts order roared, breaking the boundaries of time and space after time.

Although Fang Ming could not understand it at this time, he might as well record this change in his heart. When he reaches a certain level, these experiences will inevitably turn into supreme resources to promote his continuous progress and provide guidance for his future.

In the sea of ​​red sun.

The jade-colored token swiftly through the worlds like lightning, and finally stopped at the center.

"This is……"

Fang Ming's consciousness looked at the Red Rid in front of him in horror.

No! It can no longer be called Red Ridge, because the size of this world is not only four or five times larger than the similar people around it, but it is like a giant, and its whole body is lingered by red and golden light.

The rising sun rises into the sun!

Fang Ming didn't know why this sentence suddenly appeared in his heart.

At this time, the red sun gave him the feeling that it was as hot and fierce as the sun was at noon!

The martial arts order seemed to have discovered a target and pierced straight into the boundary membrane.

Boom!

The powerful pressure came, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top of the top. Fang Ming's true spirit was trembling, because under this pressure, if there was no protection from the Martial Arts Order, he might be crushed to pieces and not even a bit of scum was left.

Even now, the huge feeling of pressure in the world has made his true spirit shine with light and darkness.

"Is this... the world's boycott?"

An enlightenment arose in Fang Ming's heart, and then, a greater pressure came, as if he was under a huge ocean of ten thousand tons. Even the rotation of a thought seemed to take a lot of energy.

The red and golden sun began to move, staged scenes of heroic spirit, joys and sorrows, and a huge and charming martial arts world!

Unfortunately, under the counter-attack of the world, Fang Ming only held on for half of his life and his consciousness began to blur.

The more advanced the world is, the harder it is to use hands and feet.

When he knew that he could not support the person he chose, Fang Ming immediately became dark and his consciousness became silent.

"It's better to randomly go to a young and rich person, and have a high status... I don't want to work hard all the way from the bottom..."

At the last moment before his sleep, his true spirit was still in a state of thought.

...

In March, the birds sing and the flowers are fragrant.

In Dali, in a large mansion, Fang Ming woke up from the flowers and looked at the three-color camellia in front of him, with a thoughtful look on his face.

There are three branches of tea trees in front of you, each with a pure color camellia on each branch. The purple one is the largest, the white one is the second, while the red one is the most beautiful and the smallest, representing the bearded guest, Li Jing, and Hongfu Nu. The three camellias are pure in color and have no trace of color. They are the authentic "Three Heroes of Fengchen". In the eyes of famous artists who cherish camellia, they are worth a lot of gold.

Of course, these three heroes of Fengchen are nothing, because even the best in the world such as "Eighteen Bachelors", "Thirteen Taibao", and "Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea" have also been seen in Fang Ming's memory.

Looking around, the house is deep, with continuous eaves and colorful flowers, which is really awesome!

"For whom...there are the roads full of camellia?"

Fang Mingyou stood up and suddenly sighed: "I didn't expect... it was Duan Zhengchun! But, I actually wore it thirty years ago when the plot began. Should I be so cheating?"

Not bad! This is the world of the Tianlong Ba tribe!

Fang Ming was actually very happy to draw this world of Jin Yong’s highest martial arts. After all, although the Yue Girl Sword is invincible in the world, it is just one person and one sword, but it does not have many magical skills and magic methods in the Tianlong, Taoism and Buddhism classics, and there are not so many peerless masters!

The Tianlong Sweeping the Land!!! Not only is the only master of the Golden Buddhist, but he is also qualified to compete for the No. 1 in the Golden Vocational System!

Although Fang Ming is now acquainted with hundreds of schools of thought, he is still the foundation of Shaolin at the beginning.

Now there is the strongest master of the Jin Buddhist sect, and perhaps a master-level master who is seeking advice. What an opportunity is this?

"It starts here, and finally here, my master's opportunity may fall on the other party..."

Fang Ming wants to cry now.

According to his memory in his mind, it was during the Zhengde period of Dali, and it was six years after the Northern Song Dynasty Jiayou! It was not long before the Battle of Yanmen Pass, but Xiao Feng was just born, and Duan Yuxuzhu was not even a fertilized egg!

Although the sweeping monk at this time was also in the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion, the sweeping monk thirty years ago was completely different from the one thirty years later?

"Do you still want me to give birth to Duan Yu?"

Fang Ming's face was tangled and turned into a 'embarrassing' expression.

The lake water is green, reflecting the image of a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a mighty expression, and there seems to be a hint of purple aura between the eyebrows. From the perspective of those who look at the qi, this is the appearance of the king!

"It's a pity... the king is the king, but he was cheated a little miserably..."

Although Duan Zhengchun is the number one in the Jin Yong book except Wei Xiaobao, he also gave true love for every relationship. Unfortunately, he always had to pay it back when he came out. He was so happy to give Zhong Wanchou a cuckold. In the end, the original wife was also cuckolded. It was really a cycle of cause and effect, and retribution was unhappy.
Chapter completed!