Fang Ming closed his eyes slightly.

In his senses, the true disciple of the Qingyun Sect opposite, Xue Lingling's aura seemed to disappear.

Although she still has a sword in her hand, her murderous aura, sword aura, and even her own qi seem to be hidden to the extreme!

This is like a dormant dragon, waiting for the spring thunder to explode, it will take off and fly, the wind and clouds will converge, and it will turn into a real dragon after the thunderstorm!

"What a good move, 'Tibetan Sword Style', how many can you rank among the true disciples of the Qingyun Sect?"

Fang Ming didn't move, but Xue Lingling couldn't find the slightest flaw in him, as if what he was facing now was not a person, but a mountain, a huge mountain that was majestic to the extreme, majestic, and without any flaws!

"My qualifications are dull, and I am only a hundred people in the true biography, but this time I am just a pioneer, and there is Senior Brother He behind him, he is the tenth in the true biography of the sect, and he has completed the internal refining and turned into a gang, you still hurry up and arrest him, follow me to the Qingyun rudder to explain the matter clearly, will our Qingyun Sect wronged you?"

Xue Lingling's words are also the same as her sword, hidden in the ordinary.

'It's no wonder if you're not wronged! ’

Fang Ming rolled his eyes in his heart, he had no intention of handing over his safety to others.

What's more, although the previous incident between Zhang Yitian and Zhao Jie was wronged against him, the identity of the young master of the golden knife and the remnants of the Xuanzhen Dao on his back was real, if he was really caught with any clues, it would not be as simple as a master of turning into a gang to catch him.

"Qingyun Sect is powerful, will you still listen to my little outsider's confession?"

Therefore, Fang Ming smiled directly, the silver sword turned into a silver thread, and the middle palace entered, with a trace of the divine will of the creation of nature, it was the sword of the goddess of Yue!

"It's ......"

There was only this trace of sword shadow in Xue Lingling's eyes.

"Celestial ...... This kind of swordsmanship, I've only seen it once from Ancestor Liuyun, no! Not right......"

This trace of the charm of the Heavenly and Human Swordsmanship suddenly made this innate swordsman also lose his mind for a while, and by the time Xue Lingling reacted, Fang Ming's sword tip had already been pointed at her neck.

"Good swordsmanship! It's not your sword! It's the sword of heaven and man! ”

Although her life was in Fang Ming's hands, Xue Lingling was still savoring the sword just now: "It's a pity! Pity! You only have a trace of divine intent from this sword, otherwise, I'm afraid the grandmaster won't be able to help you!" ”

"I wronged Miss Xue to stay here temporarily!"

Fang Ming didn't say much to her, the tip of the sword connected the dots, and instantly sealed Xue Lingling's eight veins of the Qi Jing as if it were a point pen: "I, the Great Jiang Alliance, will definitely treat you as a guest of honor!" ”

At this time, Yue Yun and Tong Yuechang also caught the remaining three Qingyun Sect True Inheritances, and these people were only slightly injured, and it seemed that they were also a lot of mercy.

"How daring, do you know who we are? Where is Yue Yun? I want to see your leader? ”

A young swordsman with fluff at the corners of his mouth shouted, he had the weakest martial arts among the four, and he was also the one who was shot through by Fang Ming at the beginning.

"Shut up!"

Fang Ming pointed out, sealed his dumb hole, and immediately waved his hand: "Take it down!" ”

Several innate elders solemnly received the order, but Xue Lingling looked at this scene, but her beautiful eyes were thoughtful.

"Let's go, too!"

In other words, he is not a fool by nature, after getting along for so long, he has already discovered the secret of Fang Ming and Yue Yun, but their life and death are in the hands of Fang Ming, naturally his mouth is very strict, although he knows it on weekdays, but this kind of respectful taste is inevitable.

"It's just a temporary expedient now, and when I am promoted to Grandmaster, I can walk to the front of the stage openly!"

At this time, in Connecticut, there is no grandmaster on the surface, if Fang Ming can achieve it, it is indeed a general trend, and it is difficult to do it.

Of course, the premise is that the identity should not be revealed, otherwise if you don't reach the heavens, you must hide underground like a mouse, and if you show your stuff a little, you will provoke the Qingyun Sect's celestial-level powerhouses.

"It's too far away to think about the Heavenly Sect Master now, and the biggest threat is this Gang Qi level Senior Brother He?"

Refining Qi into Gang! What it means is that the flesh has been polished to perfection, and the foundation of the grandmaster is completely solid, and all that remains is to awaken the spiritual power, realize the use of the spirit, and become the grandmaster!

Although this step stumped nine out of nine martial artists, there was no doubt that Senior Brother He at this time was even more than Fang Ming in the realm!

"It's just that the realm is the realm, and the combat power is the combat power!"

With Fang Ming's current accumulation of hole cards, if he really wants to make a move with the other party, the odds of winning are estimated to be five or five.

Of course, this probability is still too low for him, it is like gambling on his life, so he does not take it.

"I have four hostages in hand, he always has to be careful, he can drag it out, if he waits until I also advance to the Gang Qi, then he will be seventy or eighty percent sure!"

Fang Ming was actually already familiar with the realm of the Qi refining stage.

Daqian martial arts, starting from the foundation of 100 days, from the acquired to the congenital, and the sign of the consummation of gas refining is the refining of gas! After coming to this step, the martial artist almost has extraordinary power, and it is not a problem to live for two hundred years, like an immortal god among mortals, and then the transformation of gods and even refining gods is the realm of grandmasters, great grandmasters and celestials!

"The internal refining is complete, the flesh is flawless, and people can live to the peak of longevity!"

Fang Ming also had research in his previous life, the real life limit of a person is between one hundred and fifty to two hundred years old, but this is simply impossible, because people are in contact with the acquired qi from birth, and the body accumulates damage all the time, although it is extremely subtle, but over time, being able to live to a hundred years old is a rare longevity and advanced age!

The innate martial artist refining the acquired is to reverse this process, and advance his own essence, qi and blood, and even the divine soul to the peak of the supreme human being, and reach the limit of lifespan.

Fang Ming walked through the garden, and it didn't take long for him to come to a quiet courtyard.

"Roar ......"

A heart-rending roar came, and in the howling wind, a golden shadow rushed over, extremely fierce, and the power it carried was ten times heavier than the tiger's might! Hundredfold!

But Fang Ming didn't even blink his eyelids in the face of this.

The wind slowed suddenly, and it seemed that the monster also recognized Fang Ming, two paws on his shoulders, and a tongue with barbs had already licked it affectionately.

"Kim, go away!"

Of course, Fang Ming was insensitive to this, grabbed the golden retriever, and threw it far away.

"Hee-hee...... Kim, come here! ”

Xiao Murong didn't mind playing with the golden retriever, his little face was licked with saliva, and he was still smiling to himself.

"But...... After a month, I've grown so big......"

Fang Ming looked almost as tall as a calf, like a giant dog's golden retriever, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"In the end, it's still a big dry world with strong vitality, good food, and it's normal to grow fast!"

The beasts of the Great Dry World are much more ferocious than those of the Sea of Clouds.

The jackals, tigers and leopards that Fang Ming had seen when he was collecting medicine were not comparable in the sea of clouds, almost all of them were larger, and the white tigers and clouded leopards that were rare in his previous life were ...... You can see it almost everywhere here, and there are many more unknown beasts.

The Great River Alliance buys the meat of these fierce beasts and feeds them to the Golden Retriever, the size of the little guy is really changing day by day, even now Xiao Murong can almost ride around and play.

"Brother Ming!"

Xiao Murong threw herself into Fang Ming's arms again, and there seemed to be a little tear in her bright and moist eyes: "It's so strange...... Obviously, I haven't seen him for a few days, why does Xiao Murong feel as if he hasn't seen Brother Ming for a few years, and it was the same last time...... It's familiar, but it's so strange and scary......"

"It's okay!"

Fang Ming touched Xiao Murong's little brain, but there were also a little waves in his heart: "Little Murong is worthy of a peerless appearance, this kind of innate spiritual sense, I'm afraid it's almost enough to catch up with the grandmaster......"

He has entered the congenital, his appearance and posture are almost fixed at the most perfect age, the last time he was in the sea of clouds for a few years, and when he came back, even if Nangong Allure and Zuo Chuyi people did not find anything wrong, but Xiao Murong was actually able to perceive that this spiritual sense could only be explained by 'heavenly gift'.

"Fortunately, the innate Dao body can't be the only one in the entire Connecticut, otherwise it won't let people live?"

……

Just when Fang Ming sighed.

The Qingyun Sect of Taiping County split the rudder, and the divine eye Tu Qianjie looked at the figure in front of him respectfully: "Senior Brother He! ”

"Hmm!"

What he called 'Senior Brother He' was a young man with a face of no more than thirty, much younger than Tu Qianjue, but in front of him, Tu Qianjue was respectful, bowing low and being small, and his posture was as humble as he was.

"Senior brother has worked hard all the way, please let the junior brother do his best to be a landlord!"

The wrinkles around Tu Qianjue's eyes seemed to be smiling one by one, and he led Senior Brother He into the house, where a banquet had already been arranged.

The table is very simple, only four-color dishes, but exquisite, fragrant, discerning people know at a glance that the chef who cooks has reached the realm of returning to the basics and seeing the real kung fu in the ordinary.

The wine is as amber in color, and it seems that you can pick out the silk thread with chopsticks, and the smell of it makes you want to get drunk.

After Senior Brother He took his seat, he only closed his eyes slightly, as if he was recuperating his nerves.

After a long time, Fang said indifferently: "Senior Brother Tu, your kung fu has regressed a lot!" ”

His voice is mature, mellow, and even more magnetic, it is enough to make all girls crazy, as soon as the words come out, Tu Qianjue seems to feel a great pressure rushing to his face, and his face changes continuously.

"Hah...... Ha ha...... I can't have good qualifications, so I can only apply for expatriation, and it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise to retire here......"

Tu Qianjue laughed a few times: "Senior brother, why don't you move chopsticks?" Isn't the dish to taste? I'll call someone to change it right away! ”

"No need! You're not there yet......"

Senior Brother He opened his eyes, and two lightning bolts seemed to light up in the quiet room: "No matter how delicious the dishes are, there are always impurities in them, damaging the spleen and stomach, and consuming qi and blood to digest....... )