It comes silently and leaves without shadow.

When Fang Ming was strolling on the bluestone steps of Wanren Mountain City, he was still thinking about the words he talked with Fang Lingyue last night.

"What are the strange phenomena above the old leader's advanced master?"

"No! But my father was born with divine power. After a few years, he gradually realized that his arms had increased their strength. He could lift ten thousand pounds of copper cauldrons, steel bars and iron bones, and swords could not be damaged, so he named it "Qilin Arm"!"

...

When Fang Ming first heard this name, he immediately thought of Bu Jingyun in the wind and clouds, and then thought of another meaning of "Qilin Arm".

If it is true, it is really a sad story for the unlucky child Fang La.

"Just... Qilin Arm? It sounds like a physical ability, which is completely incompatible with my Tianyan Qi-seeing technique..."

Fang Ming naturally knew how shocking it was to use the Heavenly Eye to see the Qi Technique as soon as he was promoted to a master. Some veteran masters, even if they have advanced for decades, have not developed their talents. If you tell others that they have it now, wouldn’t it just cause trouble?

Because of this, he has been carefully protecting his own secrets. Even Nangong Qingcheng and Fang Lingyue, he just thought he had read it from the classics and wanted to know more about it at this time.

"It seems that the master's ability is actually a manifestation of his own talent and soul... But in the final analysis, there should always be some similarities between blood relatives. It is impossible that one is the Qilin arm and the other is the Tianyan Eye. This is completely incompatible!"

Fang Ming touched his chin.

This advanced master can activate the talent of small magical powers, which seems to be unique to Daqian.

If he had not practiced many great Qian techniques and studied the "Sitting and Forgetful Sutra", he would not have been able to open the art of the Heavenly Eye in the world of the Heavenly Dragon.

"The practice? Huh...wait? Could it be... the "Sitting and Forgotten Heart Sutra"?"

Fang Ming felt a little suspicious.

The sky eye is also the mind eye. What's more, just a little attempt, he realized the horror of his own sky eye qi-seeing technique, and he felt even more unsatisfied.

There are not even a few such powerful and special abilities among Master Da Qian.

"It seems... maybe it is the influence of the meditation of the meditation, and because it has defects, my ability to the heavenly eye is not complete?"

Fang Ming thought of a guess: "However, this kind of talent is also related to the soul. My soul comes from my previous life and is now even more affected by the martial arts order, which is also a great possibility!"

"Forget it! It's always a good thing. In the future, I can only slowly explore the abilities and sources of them!"

...

"Commander!"

Before Wanren Mountain City, there was a boy who had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Fang Ming slowly pace up, his eyes lit up: "Report... Report to the commander! Someone asked for a meeting!"

"Someone? Who?"

Fang Ming regretfully found that he became famous too short and could count it with one hand for his friends he met in Kangzhou. Now he is really curious.

"It was a young man named Zhang who was chased all the way. He was killed... his subordinate just passed by and rescued him!"

Wang Dong clasped his fists and said.

"Oh?" Fang Ming looked at Wang Dong in surprise, but found that his eyes were clear and his palms were powerful, as if he had opened up the six paths of the eight extraordinary meridians, and he was born with great success!

"Yes, I have mastered the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing. If I have time, I will be able to master both Ren and Super League, and I will be the best of the acquired world, but it will only take a few months..."

With his spirits coming, Wang Dong's all the situation was in sight, which made Fang Ming unable to help but his head.

The half of the disciple he received was of great qualifications, and seemed to be only half inferior to the innate Taoist body. It was also a treasure that was fought over by major sects in a big fight.

What made Fang Ming even more happy was that this son was amazing in actual combat and grew rapidly. Now he could actually try out the skills with good players in the world.

"Who is on duty today? Come here... say it again!"

Fang Ming glanced at him and immediately let out a long roar, summoning several patrolling Dajiang League disciples.

"Elder Qibing..."

The black-clad disciple saluted respectfully and told the story in a casual manner. Wang Dong added on the side, but Fang Ming slowly understood the story.

It turned out that Wang Dong was out today and happened to meet a young man who was chased and struggling all the way to Wanren Mountain. He immediately had an ideal attack of a hero and went forward to help his life.

The two fought and fled all the way, and the enemy chased each other reluctantly. They arrived at the gate of Wanrenshan City and met the disciples guarding the mountain before retreating in disappointment.

"Be careful in the future. If the other party hadn't been concerned about your identity as Dajiang League today, your life would probably be unsafe!"

Fang Ming taught Wang Dong a lesson and asked again: "Does that man claim his surname is Zhang? Who is it?"

"Your Making a letter from Elder, this person calls himself a Qingsong swordsman, saying that his father has an old relationship with you, I hope you can help me!"

"Yeah, he's really an acquaintance!"

Fang Ming smiled, "I took good care of you, and I took it to my living room after I woke up!"

...

"Uncle, please save my dad!"

Not long after, Fang Ming saw Zhang Qingsong, who was limping and wrapped like a rice dumpling. After the other party came in, he kowtowed suddenly, and the 'Uncle' was even more like thunder rolling in the sky.

"Brother Zhang, please come up! Where is the name of uncle? I can't afford to take care of..."

Fang Ming said, his hands and feet were not moving, but Zhang Qingsong felt a gentle force pulling him up, and his face couldn't help but feel convinced: "My father often said that he would fall in love with his uncle at first sight. He was not a brother, but better than a brother. If we juniors saw him, we must be respectful..."

"So it was Zhang Dingtian who did it!"

Fang Ming rolled his eyes in his heart and asked, "Why are you here today?"

It's also funny to say.

Zhang Qingsong, who was once a famous "Qingsong Swordsman" in Kangzhou, was even older than Fang Ming.

But when we met again, Yue Peng, who was transformed into Fang Ming, could easily defeat him. After being promoted to the innate world, the gap widened.

Now, one is a noble man who fell from heaven to the mud, and the other is a high-ranking and powerful person. Zhang Qingsong even wants to be called "uncle", and he is very stance like "If you don't agree, I'll be anxious about you". The changes in the world are so unpredictable.

"uncle……"

Who knew that when Fang Ming asked this question, Zhang Qingsong clattered and knelt down again, crying like a cuckoo crying blood: "It's all... it's all the fault of my nephew, it hurts my father. It's not worth mercy to die, but please help my father with this for the sake of the friendship!"

‘When did I worship the target with Zhang Dingtian?’

Fang Ming complained again in his heart. Although Zhang Dingtian had such a meaning and even wanted to pull him to become sworn brothers with Fu Yunzi, he was confused by him.

But now it seems that Zhang Dingtian takes the joke seriously and spreads it widely, which means he makes raw rice mature rice.

If you encounter such a silly person in the martial arts world, Fang Mingbao would punch him and let the other party know why the flowers are so red.

But in the main world, Fang Ming was a vague person and had to pay attention to the reputation and appearance. Therefore, he waved his hand and patted his chest and said, "What are the injustices you have? Let's just say that, my uncle will make the decision for you!"

"Thank you uncle!"

Zhang Qingsong got up and wiped his tears, but his heart was filled with mixed feelings.

Of course, he knew that everything he did was extremely embarrassed, almost begging for mercy.

But when my father was in trouble, Fang Ming was the only one in Kangzhou who had the qualifications to save him, but he had to ask for something. As for some face, he had already been thrown into Java.

With the word filial piety as the first, what is a small humiliation?

Just looking at the boy who was once sitting in such a dragon and tiger, his temperament was as handsome as he was stuck before his innate life and could not make progress for a long time, it was really a world of difference.

"Speak quickly, what's the matter?"

Fang Ming looked at Zhang Qingsong who seemed to be stunned, but asked impatiently.

"It's just that my nephew is obsessed with lust... Uncle still remembers the last time I met Zuo and was chased by Dongliang with us father and son?"

"Of course I remember!"

Fang Mingshou, he thought that Bai Xue was quite strange at the time, but there was no evidence. He just met the father and son by chance, so he was too lazy to mention something.

Even if you say it, the other party may not believe it, so why bother to bring shame to yourself?

But Zhang Dingtian is one of the top ten innate masters in Kangzhou. He is bold and meticulous and has made many friends. He will even fall into the hands of this snow girl. It is really strange.

"Uncle Rong Bing, nephew..."

Zhang Qingsong told a very old-fashioned story, which was nothing more than that he fell in love with Bai Xue at first sight, fell in love with the beauty trap, and fell in love with him.

And Zhang Dingtian also trapped himself in for his son.

"Bai Xue sneaked into the Zhao family's treasure house in the name of my bride, stealing countless treasures, and there is also a volume of sword scripture written by the great master of Kangzhou, Qingping, Swordsman!"

The Zhao family is the leader of the Kangzhou family. The current head of the family, "Zhao Tianjun", has outstanding sword skills and has long been in the innate realm. Before Fang Ming, Yue Peng and He Renlong came out, they were even more famous as the number one master in Kangzhou.

Both are martial arts families, the relationship between the Zhao family and the Zhang family was originally good, and even the best.

But now, everything is over.

"...In order to save me...my father is willing to be under house arrest by the Zhao family. They restrict me from finding the real murderer before the martial arts conference, otherwise they will take my father to Taiping County and confront him in front of the heroes of Kangzhou..."

Zhang Qingsong looked panicked: "If my father suffered this great humiliation and had no face to see his friends in the world again, I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."

"I see……"

Fang Ming said: "I already know the incident in general. The most urgent thing is to find this Snow White girl and recover the Sword Sutra's formula... Do you know where she is?"

"I……"

Zhang Qingsong's face was stunned, and suddenly squatted down, grabbed his hair with both hands: "I... I don't know who Bai Xue is until now. I only know that after she disappeared, I was chased by a mysterious person. All of this seems to have something to do with the Demon Sect... Xueer, why did you leave me?"
Chapter completed!