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[Chapter 432]: Proud of the Zhongzhou Fang family

The vast starry sky is pregnant with endless spirits and thousands of golden primordial gods.

The white-haired old man with fairy wind bones sat on the stone bench and smiled at Fang Zhi lovingly and asked, "Little guy, whose child are you? How come I have never seen you in the ancestral land?"

"Ancestral land?" Fang Zhi trembled at this time, although the kind old man in front of him showed favor to him, and the momentum on his body was also constricted to the extreme, but when Fang Zhi looked at the other party's land, he suddenly felt a momentum of the Five Mountains of Divine Mountain, what level of heaven and earth power was the other party?

"Senior, I just accidentally broke into this place, and I don't know what the ancestral land you are talking about......

Fang Zhi trembled, and under the horror of his heart, he told the truth.

In the face of such a heaven and earth supreme, it is better to tell the truth.

"Oh?" the kind old man's expression was surprised, and his eyes were carefully examined on Fang Zhidi's primordial spirit.

Fang Zhi only felt that at this moment, everything he wanted to hide on his body was in full view of the old man, and any of his thoughts, any distracting thoughts, were spied on by the old man.

In a moment, the kind old man withdrew his gaze, then looked at Fang Zhi in a complicated manner, and said faintly, "Little guy, what's your name?"

"The boy's surname is Fang, the square of the world and the earth, the single name is a zhi, and the ambition of the sky. Fang Zhi replied respectfully, full of fear, not daring to procrastinate.

"Sure enough, it is the bloodline of our family that has been left behind. The kind old man muttered to himself, staring at Fang Zhidi's eyes, and gradually his kindness became more and more apparent, and said: "Little guy, this starry sky land is the ancestral land of the Fang family's divine soul, it is difficult for outsiders to enter it at all, you are not accidentally breaking into this place, but because the blood in your body is revived, the ancestral land feels your breath, thus guiding you to come here." ”

"What do you mean...... Fang Zhi only felt as if he had suffered a thunderbolt from the sky.

The ancestral land of the Fang family?

Bloodline resurgence?

What the hell is going on, he vaguely feels that the doubts that have been tied to him for many years are about to be solved.

"You are a bloodline clan member of our family scattered in the Shenwu Continent, do you understand?" the kind old man also patiently explained Fang Zhi's doubts.

"Our family is one of the six clans in Zhongzhou, the famous prestige clan in the Shenwu Continent, there are millions of foreign clansmen, and there are less than 10,000 descendants, and you are one of the descendants. The kind old man looked at Fang Zhi dotingly, and the intimacy between his words was no different from his own grandfather who was entwined with blood.

"Who are your parents? Although the bloodline aura on your body is faint but extremely pure, your parents must be from the ancestral line. The kind old man asked dotingly.

When Fang Zhi heard the word "parents", his heart couldn't help but feel like a pinprick in his heart, and a tingling pain came to his heart, but he quickly got used to it.

Ever since he was a child, Fang Zhi never knew what his biological parents were called.

I only know the surnames of the two of them, but I don't know the first names.

What's more, he has never seen the faces of his parents in Dalian since he was a child.

The so-called parents, except for giving him a name, have no other traces of coming.

"The boy has been fostered in an outsider's home since he was a child, without parents, and as for the names of his biological father and mother, he has never known. Fang Zhi replied, and after finishing speaking, he added another sentence, very indifferent: "I don't want to know." ”

"I see. The face of the kind old man in front of him also showed regret.

"Well, none of that matters. It doesn't matter who your parents are at all, you just need to remember that your home is in Midstate. If one day you are tired, tired, and bullied, you can come home, the gate of the clan will always be open for you, my name is Fang Guoxiang, if you come back in the future, mention my name, I will go to the north gate of the clan to pick you up. Fang Guoxiang smiled kindly, looking at Fang Zhidi's gaze, as if he was looking at his doting grandson.

"Back to ...... Home?" After Fang Zhi heard this, his heart couldn't help but throb.

The feelings buried in the depths of my heart were quietly reborn.

For Fang Zhi, the word "home" represents too much.

The friendliness of relatives, the mutual help of siblings, the pampering of parents and elders, and the feeling of comfort as warm as a spring breeze.

It's just that Fang Zhi in the past always thinks that "home" is just a dream.

He always thought he was an "orphan".

An orphan who is incompatible with heaven and earth, goes against the grain, and walks alone.

But at this time, someone suddenly told Fang Zhi that his home was in Zhongzhou, which was millions of miles away.

The door was always open for him.

The shock of the mood at this moment can be imagined.

"That's right, you are a member of the Fang family, but you are left behind, as long as you are willing to return, the clan is willing to accept you anytime and anywhere, it has nothing to do with your identity, origin, parents, and all of it, it has nothing to do with your bloodline, we are relatives connected by blood, understand?" Fang Guoxiang said softly, his big hand gently beckoning towards the majestic starry sky.

The starry sky twisted, and a pure crescent moon light was instantly hooked by him.

"Every time you are promoted to a martial arts cultivator, the bloodline of your physical body will be stimulated and revived. At this time, when the ancestral land patrols your breath, it will move your Divine Soul Seven Spirits to you, allowing you to practice here with peace of mind, so as to improve your Divine Soul Dao. Fang Guoxiang explained softly to Fang Zhi, and as he spoke, he pointed towards Fang Zhi's golden primordial spirit, and the pure crescent moon glow quickly merged into Fang Zhi's primordial spirit.

In an instant!

Fang Zhi's Divine Soul cultivation skyrocketed rapidly.

A divine soul cultivator who crossed ten platforms at an unbelievable speed.

In just fifteen breaths, Fang Zhi's Divine Soul cultivation skyrocketed to the Heavenly Yuan Realm!

Fang Zhi's primordial spirit swelled nearly a circle.

Feeling the surprising change in his own spirit, Fang Zhi's heart was flooded, and he immediately said respectfully: "Thank you seniors for your help." ”

"Xiao Dao'er, your current martial arts cultivation is poor and weak, and the ancestral land can only help you reach the Tianyuan Realm. Fang Guoxiang stroked his beard with a smile.

"Little guy, how old are you this year?" Fang Guoxiang seemed to like Fang Zhi very much, and asked softly dotingly.

"Beginning to seventeen years old. Fang Zhi didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly replied.

"At the age of seventeen, you have reached this realm, you are already a masterpiece, and you are also handsome in the clan, not bad...... You are the same age as my sixth and seventh grandsons, but you are slightly weaker than my sixth grandson, but you can also understand, after all, you are in a foreign country and do not have the support of the clan's majestic cultivation resources. ”

Fang Guoxiang chatted softly, but chatted with Fang Zhi instead.

At the same time, when Fang Zhi's Divine Soul Cultivation skyrocketed to the Tianyuan Realm.

The anxious roars of Soul Elder and Zhao Qingdie entered his heart.

At this moment, Fang Guoxiang's expression easily grabbed a huge crescent moon divine light from heaven and earth, this crescent moon was condensed into a thumb-sized square character by Fang Lao's thoughts, and he would use the supreme divine thought to refine a piece of Yuan Ling.

Fang Guoxiang waved his hand and threw this Yuan Decree at Fang Zhi and said, "With this Yuan Order, it will be much easier for you to return to the clan in the future." ”

Fang Zhi took it in a panic, at this time, he heard the anxious roar of the soul elder and Zhao Qingdie's panicked words, and he already understood what a dangerous situation he was in.

His soul had to hurry back into his body.

Otherwise.

It's only a matter of time before he dies!

Just when Fang Zhi was about to talk to Fang Guoxiang about the crisis he was currently experiencing, he couldn't talk to him for a long time.

Fang Guoxiang, who was sitting in the pavilion, suddenly frowned, as if someone was calling him.

Fang Guoxiang frowned, and said to Fang Zhi: "Little guy, you wait for me here first, an old friend of mine is visiting, I will talk to you after dealing with him in a moment, and pass on the clan's Jiuhua Dao Soul Sutra to you." ”

The words fell, and Fang Guoxiang's figure escaped into the void like a streamer.

disappeared in front of Fang Zhi's eyes, leaving him unable to reflect at all.