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When Fang Ming walked on the bluestone steps of Ten Thousand Thousand Mountain City, he was still thinking about the words he had spoken to Fang Lingyue last night.

"What is the vision above the old sect master's advanced grandmaster?"

"None! It's just that my father was originally born with divine power, and after a few years, I gradually felt that the strength of my arms increased, and he could lift 10,000 catties of copper tripods, steel and iron bones, and swords were difficult to hurt, so he named it 'Qilin Arm'! ”

……

When Fang Ming first heard this name, he immediately thought of Bu Jingyun in the wind and clouds, and then thought of another meaning of 'Qilin Arm'.

If it is really true, it is really a sad story for the unlucky child Fang La.

"It's just...... Unicorn arm? As soon as I heard it, it was a physical ability, which was completely incompatible with my Heavenly Eye Qi Technique......"

Fang Ming naturally knew how shocking it was for him to open the Heavenly Eye Qi Technique when he had just been promoted to Grandmaster, some veteran Grandmasters, even if they had advanced for decades, there were still many people who had not developed their own talents, if they told others that they had it now, wouldn't it be in vain?

Because of this, he has been very careful to protect his secrets, even if it is Nangong Chengcheng and Fang Lingyue, he just thinks that he has read it from the classics, and he wants to know more at this time.

In this way, the ability of the grandmaster is actually the embodiment of his own talent and soul...... But in the final analysis, there should always be some similarity between blood relatives, it is impossible for one to be a unicorn arm and one is a heavenly eye, which is completely out of touch! ”

Fang Ming touched his chin.

This advanced grandmaster can unlock the talent of small supernatural powers, which seems to be unique to Daqian.

If he hadn't practiced a lot of great exercises and studied the Sutra of Sitting and Forgetting, he wouldn't have opened the Heavenly Eye Technique so easily in the Heavenly Dragon World.

"Exercises? Hey...... Wait a minute? Don't...... Is it "Sitting and Forgetting the Heart Sutra"? ”

Fang Ming raised a hint of suspicion.

The eye of the sky is also the eye of the heart, not to mention, just a little try, he knows the horror of his own eye qi technique, and there is a feeling of unfinished business behind him.

With such a powerful and special ability, there are not even a few great Qian Grandmasters.

"So it seems...... Maybe it's the influence of sitting and forgetting the scriptures, and because it's flawed, my heavenly eye is not complete? ”

Fang Ming thought of a conjecture: "However, this kind of innate ability is also related to the soul, my soul comes from the previous life, and now it is even more affected by the martial arts order, which is also a big possibility!" ”

"That's it! It's a good thing after all, and I can only slowly explore the ability and source in the future! ”

……

"Commander!"

In front of Wan Ling Mountain City, there was a kid who had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw Fang Ming slowly pacing up, his eyes immediately lit up: "Huh...... Tell the Commander! Someone asked to see you! ”

"Someone? Who? ”

Fang Ming regretted to find that his fame was too short, and the friends he knew in Connecticut could be counted on one hand, and he was really curious now.

"It's a son surnamed Zhang, who was chased and killed all the way, and he ...... The subordinate happened to pass by and was rescued! ”

Wang Dong hugged his fists.

"Oh?" Fang Ming glanced at Wang Dong with some surprise, but found that his eyes were clear, his palms were powerful, and he seemed to have opened up six of the eight veins of the Qi Jing, and the appearance of the day after tomorrow!

"Yes, the eighteen palms of the dragon descending are also skilled, and over time, the superintendent will be able to do it, and the day after tomorrow will be the best, but it will be a matter of a few months......"

As soon as the spirit was sent and received, all the circumstances of Wang Dong were fully visible, which made Fang Ming unable to help but bow his head.

The half of the apprentice he received had good qualifications, and it seemed that he was only slightly inferior to the innate Dao body, and it was also a treasure that was scrambled by various sects in the big cadres.

What makes Fang Ming even more pleased is that this son is amazing in actual combat, and his growth rate is rapid, and now he can actually test his moves with the good players on the rivers and lakes.

"Who is on duty today? Come here...... Say it again! ”

Fang Ming's eyes swept away, and he immediately let out a long roar and summoned several patrolling Great River Alliance disciples over.

"Elder Qi ......"

The black-clothed disciple saluted respectfully and spoke eloquently, and Wang Dong added on the side, but Fang Ming slowly understood what had happened.

It turned out that Wang Dong went out today, and happened to meet a young man who was chased and killed, and struggled all the way to Wanren Mountain.

The two fought and fled all the way, and the enemy pursued closely, and when they arrived at the gate of Wanren Mountain, they met the disciples who guarded the mountain before retreating.

"Be careful in the future, if it weren't for the other party's concern for your identity as the Great River Alliance today, I'm afraid your life would not be guaranteed!"

Fang Ming taught Wang Dong a lesson, and then asked, "Does that person claim to be surnamed Zhang?" Who the hell is it? ”

"Elder Qiqi, this person calls himself a Qingsong swordsman, saying that his father has an old relationship with you, and I hope you will help!"

"Yo, it's really an acquaintance!"

Fang Ming smiled, "Take care of it, take it to my living room after you wake up!" ”

……

"Uncle! I hope to save my father! ”

It didn't take long for Fang Ming to see Zhang Qingsong, who was limping and wrapping like a dumpling, and after the other party came in, he kowtowed violently, and the sound of 'uncle' was like thunder.

"Brother Zhang, please get up! Where does the name of uncle come from? I can't afford to ......"

Fang Ming said in his mouth, his hands and feet did not move, but Zhang Qingsong felt a soft force pull himself up, and his face couldn't help but be even more convinced: "My father often said that he and his uncle are like old friends at first sight, not brothers, but better than brothers, if we juniors see it, we must be respectful......

"It turned out to be a ghost made by Zhang Dingtian!"

Fang Ming rolled his eyes in his heart and asked, "That virtuous nephew came here today, why did he come here?" ”

It's funny to say.

In the past, Zhang Qingsong was a famous 'Qingsong swordsman' in Connecticut, and he was even older than Fang Ming.

But when they met again, Yue Peng, who was incarnated by Fang Ming, could already easily defeat him, and after being promoted to the innate level, the gap widened.

Up to now, one is a noble son who fell from heaven to the mud, and the other is in a high position, Zhang Qingsong even wants to be called "uncle", and he has the posture of "if you don't agree, I will be anxious with you", and the changes in the world are so unpredictable.

"Uncle ......"

Who knew that as soon as Fang Ming asked this question, Zhang Qingsong snorted, knelt down again, and cried like a cuckoo crying blood: "It's all ...... It's all the nephew's fault, and the father suffers, and it's not a pity for the nephew to die, but please help my father for the sake of righteousness! ”

'When did I bow to Zhang Dingtian?' ’

Fang Ming complained again in his heart, although Zhang Dingtian was very interested in this, and even wanted to pull him to bow to Fuyunzi, but he was confused.

But now it seems that Zhang Dingtian is taking the joke seriously, and it is even more widely distributed, which has the meaning of making raw rice into mature rice.

If he encounters this kind of dead-skinned person in the martial arts world, Fang Ming will smash it with a punch to let the other party know why the flowers are so red.

But in the main world, Fang Ming was a fool in the end, and he wanted to pay attention to some reputation, so he immediately waved his hand and patted his chest and said: "If you have any grievances, you can say everything, your uncle is the master for you!" ”

"Thank you, uncle!"

Zhang Qingsong got up and wiped his tears, but he also had some mixed feelings in his heart.

Of course, he knew that everything he did was extremely embarrassed, almost wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

But when his father was in trouble, only Fang Ming had the qualifications and ability to save him in the entire Connecticut, but he had to beg for it, as for some face? It was long ago lost to the country of Java.

Filial piety is the head, what is a little humiliation?

It's just that looking at the former teenager sitting like a dragon and a tiger, he is magnificent, but he is stuck in front of the congenital, and he can't advance an inch for a long time, which is really a world of difference.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Fang Ming looked at Zhang Qingsong, who seemed to be stunned, but asked impatiently.

"It's just my nephew's obsession...... Uncle do you still remember the last time Daozuo met, and together with our father and son, the Snow White girl who was chased by the East Lew? ”

"Naturally remember!"

Fang Ming's jaw was headed, he felt that Bai Xue was a little weird at that time, but there was no evidence, and the father and son were just in Pingshui, so naturally they didn't bother to mention it.

Even if you say it, the other party may not believe it, so why humiliate yourself?

But Zhang Dingtian is one of the top ten congenital masters in Connecticut, bold and careful, and has a lot of friends, and he will actually be planted in the hands of this Snow White girl, which is really strange.

"Uncle Rongyu, nephew ......"

Zhang Qingsong told a very old-fashioned story, which is nothing more than that he fell in love with Bai Xue at first sight, fell in love with the beauty scheme, and planted it.

And Zhang Dingtian trapped himself for the sake of his son.

"In the name of my family's bride, Bai Xue infiltrated the Zhao family's treasure house and stole countless treasures, as well as a sword scripture written by the great master of Connecticut, Qingping Swordsman!"

The Zhao family is the head of the Kangzhou family, and the current head of the family 'Zhao Tianjun' has excellent swordsmanship, which has long been an innate realm, and Fang Ming, Yue Peng, and He Renlong have the name of the first master in Connecticut before they come out.

is also a martial arts family, and the relationship between the Zhao family and the Zhang family was originally good, even a good one.

But now, everything is over.

“…… To save me...... My father is willing to be placed under house arrest by the Zhao family, and they limit me to find out the real culprit before the martial arts conference, otherwise I will take my father to Taiping County and confront the heroes of Connecticut......"

Zhang Qingsong looked panicked: "If my father suffers such a great humiliation, and he has no shame to see his friends on the rivers and lakes again, I'm afraid ...... I'm afraid ......"

"I see......"

Fang Ming said: "I already know what happened, but the top priority is to find this Snow White Maiden and recover the sword scripture formula...... Do you know where she is? ”

"I ......"

Zhang Qingsong's face was stunned, and he suddenly squatted down, grabbing his hair with both hands: "I...... I still don't know who Bai Xue is, only that after she disappeared, I was chased by a mysterious person, and all this seems to have something to do with the Demon Gate...... Cher, why did you leave me? ”

Looking at Zhang Qingsong like this, Fang Ming knew that this young man had been completely abolished, and the Qingsong swordsman who was popular in Connecticut back then had now become like this, which was also sad and lamentable. (To be continued.) )