Although he no longer controls the world, his reputation as the lord of the world is still no one can challenge.

And that Tu Tian was able to make so many monks in Zong Zhou admire, and he was even called the first person under Mr. Zhiyi two hundred years ago, which shows that his cultivation at that time had reached a terrifying level.

Now two hundred years later, Fang Ling didn't believe that Tu Tian had not made progress.

But this also made the fighting spirit in his heart stronger and stronger. The retreat of the two-hundred-year small world also made Fang Ling himself feel a kind of pride.

A kind of pride that wants to test the world with a sword.

Although he has never expressed this pride, now, this pride is deeply rooted in his bones.

"Thank you, Brother Kumho, but now, all I can do is fight!"

Li Jinhu stopped his continued nagging words, Fang Ling's voice was not high, but it was full of firmness.

An unquestionable firmness.

In fact, he didn't have much hope of persuading Fang Ling to cancel the battle with Tu Tian.

As a genius, Li Jinhu also understands that people like him and Fang Ling generally will not back down as long as they make a decision.

He won't, and neither will Fang Ling!

It's just that out of the righteousness of a friend, he felt that he still had to persuade Fang Ling. Now that Fang Ling had made a decision, he shook his head and didn't speak again.

Back at the residence, all the attendants of the Honglu Temple looked at Fang Ling's expression, and they couldn't help but be a little more respectful.

Fang Ling's achievements had already reached their ears. Although they had always been admonished that Fang Ling was a big man.

But this was just an illusion, and they didn't know how big Fang Ling's big man was. So I don't know what kind of respect to give this big man.

But now, Fang Ling is fighting heroes. Ninety-nine wins at the level of the Ancestor of the Ancestors, such a record. It's like a myth.

What's more, the time used by Fang Ling was only two hours.

What's more, Master Tu Tian, who is second only to Mr. Zhiyi in their Sect Zhou, has already challenged Fang Ling.

One day later, Tu Tian and Fang Ling will decide whether the hero who has not been broken for I don't know how many years will be broken, or whether it will keep its unbroken reputation.

The rest of the Ten Murderers in the North Sea also heard about it. They just said a few words to Fang Ling and didn't disturb Fang Ling's rest.

As Ancestor Ancestors, they knew how important this rest time was to Fang Ling.

Fang Ling sent Li Jinhu and Lei Jun and the others away, and then his eyes fell on the face of Fang De'an, who was uneasy, but more excited.

"Disciple Fang De'an, meet the master!" Fang De'an knelt on the ground and said to Fang Ling in a deep voice.

On the occasion of speaking. In Fang De'an's eyes, there were traces of tears.

Fang Ling was accepted as a disciple back then, not because of how strong his talent was, but mainly because of his maintenance of Xiaotong.

Now. In the blink of an eye, more than ten years later, white hair also grew on this disciple's forehead. Fang Ling's heart also gave birth to a lot of emotion.

He waved his hand to help Fang De'an up and said, "No need to be polite. You sit down and talk. ”

Although Fang Ling asked him to sit down, Fang De'an didn't dare to sit in front of Fang Ling in a big way. He carefully sat down not far from Fang Ling, and then waited for Fang Ling's question.

Fang Ling asked about his departure from the Thousand Bamboo Sect, and Fang De'an told him what had happened to the Thousand Bamboo Sect after Fang Ling left.

In fact, the matter of the Qianzhu Sect can be summed up in just one sentence, that is, life is very bad.

Otherwise, the Thousand Bamboo Sect would not have released Fang De'an as a seed disciple.

Although a sect will prepare some seed disciples, these seed disciples will not be used until the sect is about to be destroyed.

Now that Fang De'an and other seed disciples have been released, it can be seen that the crisis of the Thousand Bamboo Sect has reached a certain level.

Fang Ling also estimated the situation of the Thousand Bamboo Sect, and Fang De'an's words at this time only confirmed his thoughts.

Yan Shenzhou, who shines through the sky, will cover the sky with one hand in Nanchu, and almost all the sects will scramble to shake the thighs of Tianmen.

At this time, the Divine Cult and its various branches, which have always been at odds with the Heaven-Shaking Gate, would be strange if they had a good life.

"How did you appear on the Hero Ring?" Fang Ling asked in a low voice with a thousand thoughts in his heart.

Fang De'an said so many things about the sect, and what he was waiting anxiously for in his heart was actually this sentence, and he immediately told him what happened to him when he left the sect.

In fact, Fang De'an's encounter was very simple, he met a woman he liked, and then the two of them searched for land and cultivated together.

Just when the two of them were living a carefree life, the people of the Tu family chased after them and took Ji Shaoying away.

"Master, the hero fight is the only way that the disciple can think of to save Shaoying, although the disciple knows that his mana is shallow, and it is difficult to save Shaoying's life, but the disciple is willing to die with Shaoying!"

In the end, Fang De'an was already in tears.

Fang Ling looked at Fang De'an, who had spit out all his grievances, and a trace of emotion rose in his heart.

For Fang De'an, a disciple, he was more satisfied.

Although now, as long as he beckons to accept disciples, I believe that even if it is a real person from Jindan, he will flock to it.

And Fang De'an has only cultivated to the peak of foundation building for so many years, and he is really not an outstanding person, but in Fang Ling's opinion, a genius disciple is important, but a disciple with a good character is also very important.

Fang De'an's character, especially his behavior of not being afraid of life and death for the sake of his beloved, made Fang Ling feel very rare.

If it weren't for the fact that he happened to go to the hero ring this time, if it weren't for the fact that the person called Blood Slaughter didn't kill him immediately, his disciple might have fallen under the hero ring.

Patting Fang De'an's shoulder, Fang Ling said in a deep voice: "It's okay, it will pass in a hurry." ”

A qiē will pass, this sentence Fang Ling said very calmly. But it gave Fang De'an a huge support.

Yes, a qiē will pass. As long as there is a master who is the ancestor of the Yuanying Baby, then rescuing Shaoying will become simpler.

"Thank you, Master. Fang De'an kowtowed to Fang Ling again.

Fang Ling this time. didn't stop Fang De'an, he said in a deep voice: "Since you said that there is still some time for their holy sacrifice, then after the decisive battle tomorrow, I will ask the Tu family general Ji Shaoying for you back." ”

Because he knew that Fang Ling was going to have a decisive battle with Tu Tian tomorrow, Fang De'an didn't dare to disturb more, and after saying some more words, he left Fang Ling's room.

Fang Ling sat in the quiet room, but his mood was not calm, in the conversation with Fang De'an just now. He asked about Hua Shuying's whereabouts, but Fang De'an was not clear about the news.

He is just a small person in the Qianzhu Sect, and he is not clear about the affairs of Zhenhuan Palace, and Hua Shuying seems to have deliberately faded out of the eyes of others over the years.

I wanted to take a look at Hua Shuying earlier, but I didn't expect that there were so many extraneous branches, Fang Ling shook his head, and then thought of the matter of the Innocent Divine Mud.

Fang Qingmei's refining of the body. What is lacking now is the Pure Divine Mud. If there is no unsullied divine mud, there is only one way to give up.

Fang Ling was unwilling to let Fang lightly take his eyebrows, so he had to get the Innocent Divine Mud. On the way just now, Li Jinhu had already sued him. The Sect Elders had already vetoed him in exchange for the Innocent Divine Mud.

Then he can only say that he pins his hopes on tomorrow and on that one condition.

So tomorrow's battle, he must win!

Just when Fang Ling closed his eyes and cultivated. As the great elder of the Tu family, Tu Yuanming has come to the underground and does not know how many thousand zhang.

This is an underground cave. All around, it is a deep earthy yellow. It is even more crystal clear and earthy yellow than the palace of the elder council.

The incomparably thick earth-based aura floated in the void, and there were even crystals formed by the convergence of the aura, which were scattered all over the ground.

Spirit crystals, which are more useful cultivation things than immortal stones, will only produce spirit crystals when the spiritual energy is thick enough to a certain extent.

With so many spirit crystals, if a real person in Jindan saw it, he would definitely be overjoyed. But now, these spirit crystals are like garbage, and they have been thrown to the ground at will.

Tu Yuanming also didn't even look at the spirit crystal, he came to a door that was only one person high, and knocked lightly three times.

The earthy yellow door opened silently, and Tu Yuanming walked into the portal.

Inside the portal, there is a large space. In the space, the earthy yellow aura is like a human meridian, constantly flowing in the void.

And in the middle of these meridian aura, there was a middle-aged man in his thirties sitting cross-legged, and around this person, there was a layer of earthy yellow light, and the light was constantly beating, like a baby in the womb.

Looking at the middle-aged man, Tu Yuanming's face showed a trace of respect, and he clasped his fists behind him and said, "Yuanming greets the eldest brother!"

The man didn't open his eyes, let alone speak, but a mellow voice sounded in the void.

"Are you here for my battle with that Fang Ling tomorrow?"

"Yes, eldest brother, the eldest brother is concerned about the safety of my Tu family, and the younger brother hopes that the eldest brother can reconsider this matter. What's more, you are now at a critical juncture, if you fight with that Fang Ling at this time, I am afraid that the junior brother will ......"

"Little brother, I'm afraid that the eldest brother will let the family's years of hard work be ruined!"

When these words were spoken, Tu Yuanming's face relaxed a lot. Although he was the great elder of the Tu family, in the face of this person, he had always had only fear in his heart.

"You're saying that I'm not that Fang Ling's opponent anymore?" An indifferent voice sounded in the void again.

Although this voice still couldn't hear the joy, but Yan Yuanming's heart twitched involuntarily, he knew too much about Tu Tian's character, and knew that if he made Tu Tian unhappy at this time, then Tu Tian was likely to make him even more uncomfortable.

"Big brother, little brother definitely doesn't mean that, although that Fang Ling is powerful, compared to you, it is still far behind!"

When he said this, he felt that there was some solemn space around him, and he became soothed again. (Do you want to know more exciting news about "Mountain God"?Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right, select Add Friends to add the official account, search for "Qidianzhongwenwang", follow the official account, and never miss every update!) (To be continued......)

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