Among all Fang Leng's confidants, Zhang Xing is the least qualified, emmmm, this sentence always feels very slotted.

This is an objective fact, Zhang Xing's qualifications are relatively mediocre, no matter what it is.

Therefore, if Fang Leng wants to make her strong, she will have to spend more effort, such as Tang Ning'er, Fang Leng will use her divine power to cultivate her, and her bloodline ability will be stimulated, and Lin Xin is a descendant of the gods, so she doesn't need Fang Leng to put much effort into it.

Only Zhang Xing is a mortal and has no background.

However, Fang Leng can be regarded as her biggest background.

In some aspects, Zhang Xing is still very talented, such as body style and hand speed......

But this kind of thing is still useful in mortal-level battles, and in the battle of the immortals, it is basically abolished, but if she can learn Fang Leng's Chaos Five Spirits, then her combat power will not be weak.

The future will definitely not be smooth sailing, Fang Leng knows that there will definitely be a lot of troublesome things, and he may not be able to protect her when the time comes, so let them have a certain strength to protect themselves, Fang Leng can also be more assured.

"Chaos Five Spirits, it sounds so powerful!"

Zhang Xing's eyes lit up, this thing sounded much more powerful than "as long as I run fast enough, no one can catch up with me".

"Of course, I don't want to think about who I am!"

"Who are you?"

Zhang Xing was very curious, Fang Leng looked about the same age as her brother, but she had this ability, she could sneak into the Taishou Mansion quietly, her boudoir......

In other words, Fang Leng's proficiency seemed to be a bit high.

"I'm your husband."

"What is my husband?"

Zhang Xingmeng asked cutely, Fang Leng chuckled, and said, "That's what Xianggong and husband mean." ”

Zhang Xing's face suddenly turned red, and he said angrily: "It's not!" ”

"Okay, don't worry about these details just yet, let's start practicing."

Fang Leng touched Zhang Xing's head and forcibly changed the topic, Zhang Xing slapped Fang Leng's hand away, and turned away with an arrogant look.

She didn't want to see this bad guy.

"Alright, calm down."

Zhang Xing subconsciously did so, her breathing became steady, she had a certain foundation in martial arts, which was not difficult, and she heard Fang Leng say: "Close your eyes and focus your thoughts on your ears, what did you hear?" ”

"The wind, the sound of the wind."

"Empty your mind and imagine that you are the wisp of the wind."

Fang Leng prompted in Zhang Xing's ear, and Zhang Xing let his imagination fly, and a wisp of divine thought floated out.

If she didn't have Fang Leng's help, if she wanted her divine thoughts to leave her body, she would at least have to practice to lv60 in the Mortal Realm.

Zhang Xing's mind was under Fang Leng's care, like a gust of wind, wandering out of the Taishou Mansion and turning around in Xuzhou City, this is a gentle wind, under the guidance of Fang Leng, Zhang Xing went out of the city, and when he arrived at the riverside, Fang Leng used a little means to speed up the wind and roll up heavy waves.

Not only that, Zhang Xing also turned into a tornado, raging, this is a violent wind.

Finally, Zhang Xing was tired of tossing, his divine thoughts returned to his body, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Fang Leng with a satisfied smile on his face, and said, "You are the most friendly to the wind, let's practice the wind spell first." ”

With that, Fang Leng taught the Five Spirits Immortal Technique to Zhang Xing and sent her back to the room.

"Get a good night's sleep."

Fang Leng snapped his fingers, Zhang Xing fell asleep, and the next morning, Zhang Xing got up from the bed violently, looked left and right, and thought that he had a dream last night. However, when she got up and walked a few steps, she found herself light and walked like the wind......

"Not a dream......"

"What did you dream about?"

Zhang Bin saw that his lovely sister seemed to be in a daze, and suddenly killed from beside her, interjecting a sentence, Zhang Xing screamed in fright, and hit the roof beam in a jump, and couldn't help but exhale in pain.

She's not an iron-headed baby.

Zhang Bin was also stunned, this bouncing power is too amazing!

"It's okay!"

Zhang Bin hurriedly wanted to catch Zhang Xing, but Zhang Xing took a few steps in the air and landed firmly on the ground.

"This is the power of the wind, it's amazing......"

Zhang Xing seemed to have gotten something fun, and he didn't care about the pain of hitting his head.

"Xing'er!"

"Ah, I'm fine."

Zhang Xing casually perfunctory Zhang Bin said, and then pushed Zhang Bin out.

"Don't run into your sister's room in the morning!"

"You're still a little radish head, what's not to do!"

"No, people have already ......"

Zhang Xing didn't say the rest of the words, but just said very strongly: "Anyway, it's not allowed!" ”

Zhang Bin: "......"

There are quirks!

Zhang Bin was driven away by Zhang Xing, but he was not very sad, but Zhang Xing was only ten years old, how could he have such thoughts? Is it because I have heard too many stories?

It seems that in the future, the storytellers in Xuzhou City will have to be restricted, and they can't be allowed to bring bad children, they are all those guys, and Zhang Xing wants to be a heroine at a young age.

Zhang Bin didn't know that from this day on, every night, a young man would come to his sister's boudoir and do indescribable things.

Well, monasticism.

The law does not pass on to the six ears, not to mention this kind of supreme avenue, Zhang Xing was young, and he didn't think about it so much, he just thought that Fang Leng was a bad guy with a high level of cultivation, and the spells she learned were just normal spells.

Two years have passed in the blink of an eye, Fang Leng will come every night to preach to Zhang Xing, and only Zhang Xing can get this kind of treatment if he can get a heavenly way to preach every day, mainly because the stupid bird has to fly first.

Like Tang Ning'er and Lin Xin, Fang Leng only needed to tell them once.

At first, Zhang Xing was still very arrogant, but now she is used to it, and she goes to bed early every day, because when he falls asleep, Fang Leng will come to her.

And because she has been raised in the deep boudoir, she has no chance to do anything with others, so no one in the entire Taishou Mansion knows that their young lady is already a cultivator of the transcendent realm lv70.

Being taught by Fang Leng every day, even if it is to the saint realm, it is very normal, but Fang Leng did not pull out the seedlings to help him, but only gave a little assistance moderately.

The rest still depends on Zhang Xing's own efforts, if Fang Leng gives her divine power, she can become a god in one breath, but there is no need, it is not something that she has cultivated, the foundation is not stable, and her future achievements will be very limited.

On this day, Fang Leng woke up Zhang Xing as usual, two years have passed, and Zhang Xing has grown a lot taller, but after all, she is only a twelve-year-old girl, and she still looks very small.

"I'll take you to play today."

Fang Leng took Zhang Xing's hand and took her to the sky, Zhang Xing looked up at the infinite galaxy, looked down at the lights of thousands of homes, and had no other performance except to open his mouth and exclaim.

It was the first time in such a high sky, and it was naturally exciting. When Zhang Xingzheng was happy, he suddenly heard Fang Leng say: "This is the last lesson, the rest of the way, you have to go by yourself." ”

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