Chapter 952: Promotion
Jiang Cheng was drinking tea in the living room in a loose practice uniform, and when he saw them come in, he raised his hand: "Second brother, what are you making trouble again?!" ”
"Dad, what did you hear?" Jiang He sat down across from him, picked up his drinking cup and drank it all, and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Good tea!" ”
Jiang Cheng snorted: "You killed a black boss two days ago? ”
"Who made him so arrogant, what can I do if I find my own death? Fulfill him! Jiang He laughed and said, "The person is dead." ”
"He's from the old Jiang family." Jiang Cheng beckoned to Jiang Xiaowan and handed over a small paper can: "Girl, you can get it!" …… Fang Han, Xiuna is okay, right? ”
"Don't worry, Master, sister-in-law is normal!" Fang Han smiled and sat down.
Jiang Xiaowan sat beside him, her soft and light body was faint and fragrant, her crystal warm little hands were smart and gentle, washing tea and pouring tea, elegant and calm, giving people an artistic enjoyment.
"Dad, have you gone too far?" Jiang He smiled and said: |Excellent|Excellent|Small|Say|More|New|Most|Fast|WWW.UUXS.CC|" As for such a treasure! ”
"You know what!" Jiang Cheng said angrily: "I know how to fight and kill all day long!" …… Fang Han, this is what I just got from Lao Zheng, it's an absolutely authentic big red robe, try it! ”
Fang Han picked up the snow-white tea cup, drank it all, exhaled a breath of hot air mixed with fragrance, Jiang Xiaowan looked at him with a smile: "How is it?" ”
"Tea is general, it all depends on the effort of brewing, and it can also enter the mouth Fang Han sighed.
Jiang Xiaowan glanced at him, pursed his lips and smiled: "Nonsense." ”
Fang Han said: "Master, this Zheng Lao is yours, right?" What kind of authentic big red robe, it is a very ordinary product on the market! ”
"Really?" Jiang Cheng picked up the small paper can and sniffed it, looked at it, frowned and said, "It should be good tea, you can taste it in the evening!" ”
Jiang Xiaowan took a sip and snorted, "It's okay." At least it's not a fake, Uncle Zheng often does this kind of thing, and you don't have to be careful. ”
"This dead old Zheng!" Jiang Cheng hated and cursed, and handed the small paper can to Jiang He: "You take it and drink it, anyway, you are a cow chewing peonies, and you can't taste good or bad." ”
"Okay." Jiang He accepted with a smile: "Dad, you can't look down on it." Ordinary people really can't afford to drink. ”
"What are you provoking the old Jiang family for?" Jiang Chengdao: "They didn't get in your way, right?" ”
"The third child confessed, you should still ask him." The river is cold.
Fang Han smiled and said the reason, Jiang Cheng snorted when he heard it: "Ninth Master, this is still not the party's world, the cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods have all run out!" ”
"Dad, how could Old Man Jiang be Chen Jiushan's backstage?" Jiang He frowned and said, "Old Man Jiang is still very particular." ”
"That kid saved Lao Jiang's life!" Jiang Cheng shook his head and said: "He's quite embarrassed, it's good for you to shoot people directly, leaving no room at all!" ”
Jiang Hedao: "Chen Jiushan is destined to die." If I don't kill others, I will kill others, and I will compensate Uncle Jiang tomorrow! ”
"It should." Jiang Cheng drank a cup of tea and tasted it: "Fang Han, can you taste the difference?" ”
Fang Han smiled: "Master, aren't you good at tasting tea?" ”
Jiang Cheng put down the teacup and shook his head: "I have drunk tea for half my life, but I can't taste good or bad, you say evil or not!" ”
Fang Han said: "This is normal, many people have drunk tea all their lives and are used to drinking a taste. I don't like even the best tea. ”
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Fang Han returned to the Ashram, which was completely independent of the villa. It is a separate building at the back of the villa, hidden by the woods.
He stood there with his eyes squinted slightly, his hands waving incessantly, and his mouth murmuring, speaking a strange language, with strange pronunciations.
His voice began to be low. Slowly getting higher, and finally resounding throughout the room, fortunately, the sound insulation in the quiet room is excellent, for fear of being disturbed when entering the quiet, his strange sound will not be emitted.
After about five minutes. His body shuddered and then emitted a soft glow, like the luster of the sun shining on jade.
Several mighty forces came from the void, coming from the southwest direction, merging into the holy ring above him, directly transforming into his holy power, and the holy power rose like a tide, surging.
"Bang!" A muffled sound like spring thunder sounded in his ears, and then his body lightened, and he looked up and saw eight rings appear in the void behind his head.
Inadvertently, he broke through the Seventh Ring and officially entered the Eighth Ring, only one step away from the Ninth Ring Holy Stage, although it was far away, he had already seen a glimmer of hope.
He breathed a long sigh of relief, like a dragon's roar, and a smile slowly bloomed on his face, this step was not easy, and finally he rose to the next level.
He looked up at the southwest position, these dozen or so gods really worked, and he still had to thank Song Yuya and them.
Without their tossing, Fang Han would not have been able to do this, by mistake, he really succeeded, transforming the power of pure faith into holy power.
This is not the power of other people's faith, but the faith of the gods he made, so it can be used directly by him without consequences.
Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, trouble and harvest are always mixed together, Fang Han feels that his luck is really good, and he has encountered this rare opportunity.
This time the holy power is surging, one is from merit, the other is from faith, the two are half and half, and the merit is not inferior to faith, which shows the power of this virus, once it really spreads, it may cause a tragedy, so so so many merits are obtained.
The two were stacked on top of each other, and it allowed him to break through the Seven Rings Saint Rank in one fell swoop, and without this time, it would have been at least a few years for him to break through.
Fang Han walked out of the quiet room, went for a walk in the woods outside, and slowly digested the strangeness caused by the advancement, his body would take a leap, becoming stronger and stronger, and the rest had not changed qualitatively, he could cast a more powerful holy technique, and it would consume less than before to cast the same holy technique.
He came to the middle of the woods, punched again, and the footsteps sounded in a hurry, Jiang Xiaowan appeared lightly in the woods, and came to him with his mobile phone.
Fang Han took the phone: "Who's?" ”
"Helen." Jiang Xiaowan said: "They are still in Africa!" ”
Fang Han put the phone to his ear, and Helentina's voice came from inside: "Fang Han! ”
Fang Han said: "Helen, why haven't you come back yet!" ”
"We want to come back, but there's something wrong with that." Helentina said, "I don't think something is right! ”
"Someone is trying to deal with you?" Fang Han asked.
Helentina nodded: "We sense that someone is spying on the covers, with malicious intent. ”
They are not shallow in their skills and are very sensitive to hostility.
"Can you handle it?" Fang Han asked.
He was now teleporting more and more freely, but he didn't want to show it, and they also needed to go through some training, which was conducive to the improvement of their kung fu.
Helentina said, "No problem! ”
"Is that really okay?" Fang Han sat down at the stone table and said lazily, "Your family's power is still effective over there. ”
"Of course!" Helentina said, "I'm just going to tell you what experience you have in dealing with this situation." ”
Fang Han said: "Come back as far as you can, it's best to play a trick first and lure them away." ”
"Understood!" Helentina said, "Tomorrow we go back, can you pick us up?" ”
ps: There was a power outage during the day, so I can only write so much, and I will make up for it tomorrow. (To be continued......) R1292