The middle-aged man didn't seem to care about what kind of cultivation they were or who they were. He just glanced at Fang Han indifferently.

"A big guy wants to see me?"

Fang Han was a little surprised. Is there anyone who knows him behind the Great Yi Dynasty?

Or did Fang Qingxue know that he was arrested and come to save him?

Click ~

The middle-aged man opened the prison door: "Let's go."

Fang Han nodded and walked out with him.

Jinshitai and Shilongzi looked at each other and were a little moved, but hesitated for a moment and gave up the idea of ​​running away.

In the previous battle, the territory was separated by billions of miles, and layers of voids would be suppressed innately.

Can they escape?

There was silence in the dark prison, only the footsteps of the two people echoed. Fang Han slightly swept through the prisons on both sides, and there seemed to be many magical cultivators inside.

However, along the way, I didn't seem to see other guards.

Only after leaving the prison did I see two middle-aged men who were only on the fifth level of physical body guarding outside the gate.

"There are only a few people who are guarding the prison. Are you not afraid of someone escaping?"

Fang Han was a little curious.

The supernatural cultivators are not comparable to those of the flesh-body mirror warriors. Even if they are sealed, such an ordinary prison may not be able to trap them.

Even if Fang Han himself gives him time, he can escape from prison.

"Anyone who wants to escape can do it, as long as they don't regret it."

A sneer appeared on the middle-aged man's face, as if he was thinking of something.

Fang Han felt cold and just nodded.

The more relaxed the guards, the more difficult it is to escape.

Thinking of the fire dragon and the bronze bell that suppressed Ying Xiantian, Fang Han couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

The eternal giants said they would suppress it, and the Great Yi Dynasty was too dangerous.

"Yan?Yan?"

He called out twice in his heart, but received no response.

I couldn't help but feel that Yan was too unreliable. Since the fire dragon appeared, Yan seemed to have disappeared and didn't even say a word.

The sky is as clear as a miles away, but the scorching sun shines.

Outside the prison is a street with few people. At first glance, there are almost no people in more than ten miles. Obviously, this prison is located in a remote place.

"Let's go."

The middle-aged man looked faint, glanced at Fang Han, and walked forward.

"Han below, haven't you asked Gao's name yet?"

Fang Han calmed down and followed, bowed his hands tentatively and asked, "I don't know who wants to see me?"

"My surname is Wu, just call me Butler Wu."

The middle-aged man replied casually: "As for whom he wants to see you, you will know later."

The middle-aged man did not say his name, as if his name was a taboo.

"Butler Wu."

Fang Han didn't ask again.

This butler Wu seems to be just on the sixth level of his body. Even if he is sealed, he is confident that he will suppress him with one move.

But for some reason, he always felt that this butler Wu seemed not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

The two of them walked through this remote street that was more than ten miles long, and after a turn, they came to the main street.

The noise came to my face, with shops, restaurants and inns everywhere, much more prosperous than Longyuan Province.

Most of the pedestrians who came and went were wearing brocades and their mental outlook was beyond those of ordinary people elsewhere.

"A person lives for a lifetime and plants fall into autumn, and he is often only a hundred years old. Once he lives forever, how many people will regard themselves as humans?"

Mr. Wu sighed slightly as he watched the crowds.

There were loud noises on the street, but Fang Han could clearly hear his words.

In it, Fang Han seemed to feel the breath of time, as if this butler Wu had lived for tens of thousands of years.

Fang Han did not answer, but Mr. Wu seemed to have no intention of asking Fang Han to answer, but just said something and kept silent.

Lead Fang Han through three or four streets and to the southeast, a street that is only ten miles away from the towering imperial city.

"arrive!"

Butler Wu stopped.

Fang Han looked up and saw a huge courtyard with a squatting in front of the door.

It is much more grand than the Fang family, the first family in Longyuan Province.

"Gu's Mansion?"

Fang Han's heart moved. Who is the big man's surname is Gu?

Butler Wu led Fang Han into the gate, walked through the yard, and before coming to the backyard, he pointed to the door of the backyard:

"Go in by yourself."

Fang Han took a deep breath and walked into the courtyard.

Huh ~

Fang Han felt that the world seemed to have suddenly become quiet.

He could even hear his heart beating, blood flowing, and even the sound of internal organs squirming.

He only felt that every subtle place in his body was telling him something.

Meat, tendons, bones, and membranes are all telling themselves about their needs.

The essence of the Tao flowed through his heart, as if he was telling him a magical method.

"The body..."

Fang Han's eyes were blurred and he fell into a trance for a moment, as if he had forgotten his purpose for coming here.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe in a moment, and it seemed like thousands of years, Fang Han completely realized this martial art of practicing the physical body.

call!

Fang Han slowly opened his eyes and saw that he had arrived in the courtyard.

A little beyond his abbot, a young man in white was sitting under the old tree, with a quiet expression and gentle eyes, just like an ordinary scholar, without much magic.

There is a huge gap with the big man Fang Han guessed.

No matter how he senses it, he looks like the boy in front of him, like an ordinary person.

"Thank you for teaching."

Fang Han bowed slightly.

This physical martial arts is quite amazing and helpful to him.

"What's the biggest in the world?"

As soon as Fang Han finished speaking, he heard the boy speak.

The voice is as gentle as the person, and it is gentle and elegant.

What is the biggest in the world?

Fang Han came to his senses and frowned slightly and thought.

At first, he thought the biggest was the emperor, and then, he thought it was an eternal giant, but after seeing that the innate emperors were easily suppressed, he felt that the immortal giant was not the biggest.

There is a strong one's own hand, and there is a mountain high one.

The immortal giant is not the strongest, and the one who suppresses the immortal giant is not the strongest.

Eternal life is the greatest in the world!

Because both the secular people and the immortal giants are pursuing eternal life.

“Eternal life is the greatest!”

Fang Han raised his head and looked at the boy in white.

“Eternal life is the greatest….”

Under the old tree, Hong Yi, dressed in white, smiled silently.
To be continued...