"Click. A trace of crack appeared on the spear, and in the next moment, a slight shock turned into a cloud of powder, and fell to the ground in a slump.

Fang Hong's figure slowly walked out in the chaotic storm of heaven and man's sympathy, although he was still thinking about traveling at the moment, he already looked like a real person. This is true manifestation, which does not depend on anything, where the mind is, then where the body is.

"Manifest!" Zhang Zongyan saw this scene, a terrifying light appeared in his pupils, and his feet quickly stepped on, and the whole person fled at a very fast speed.

Fang Hong stepped into the realm of manifestation, and he was already at the level of a three-rank god. Even if Shinto still exists, it is a powerful existence between heaven and earth.

"Zhang Tianshi, are you so afraid of me?" Fang Hong's voice was ethereal, like the wind and clouds, gathering and scattering, but Zhang Zongyan knew that this was the sound of the Tao. Every existence that steps into the realm of manifestation is like a body and a Tao, and has an extremely profound understanding of heaven and earth, and every move is accompanied by great power.

"Don't be arrogant, don't be arrogant, when I open my whole body, I'm not afraid of you. Zhang Zongyan didn't dare to turn back, so he had to put a cruel word in his heart, and he ran away at a faster speed.

"Pong. Before he could escape a few steps, he felt a pain in his left knee, and a blood flower splattered out, and a bloody hole appeared in his left knee. Zhang Zongyan didn't notice it, and directly planted a heel, and overturned and planted it on the ground.

He subconsciously wanted to turn over, but halfway through the movement, he suddenly stiffened. Because he felt that there was a cold killing intent in the center of his eyebrows, as long as he dared to move, he was afraid that his head would also be opened with a bloody hole.

"Hehe, boy, you won, I admit defeat, I want to kill or kill whatever you want. Zhang Zongyan also knew that he couldn't run today, so he grinned and lay directly on the ground, looking like a scoundrel.

"Zhang Tianshi, you're too worried, I didn't say I was going to kill you. You were right to make the choice at the time, and I don't blame you for that. Fang Hong smiled, there was not the slightest murderous intent on his body.

"Oh, yes, that's so thankful. The smile on Zhang Zongyan's face was even brighter, but his heart became nervous, this kid is not a tolerant and generous person, he has hurt him so much, how can he let himself go so easily.

"Zhang Tianshi, in a while, we will go to eradicate King Xing's forces near this capital, you go west, I go south, and then I go to the vicinity of Xuanfu to find you?" Fang Hong continued, but did not mention the previous topic, as if he really planned to expose this matter.

"That's fine, I'm just going to trouble them. Zhang Zongyan saw that Fang Hong really didn't seem to have any intention of making trouble for himself, so he also came to his senses, patted his chest and said.

"In that case, let's go our separate ways...... However, in order for me to be able to reach you, I want to plant a thought in you. Fang Hong nodded and said seriously on his face.

"What? you want me to become your slave?" When Zhang Zongyan heard this, he immediately shouted, it turned out that this kid was waiting for him here.

"You can't say that, now that my strength is above you, the relationship between the alliance will naturally collapse. I hope you can see the situation and don't do anything drastic. Fang Hong looked at Zhang Zongyan, his eyes were as calm as water.

And Zhang Zongyan felt the increasingly cold and sharp power at the center of his eyebrows, and he knew that as long as he said the word "no", he would not be able to walk out of here today.

His complexion couldn't help changing, one moment was blue, and the other was red, "Okay, I promise you, you will plant your thoughts." ”

After a while, he finally made up his mind, and as soon as he raised his head, he spoke. He is also a decisive person, and since the situation is already like this, he can only admit it. It's better to die than to live, as long as people are alive, everything still has a chance to turn around.

"Good. Fang Hong flicked his fingers, and a crystal clear thought disappeared into Zhang Zongyan's eyebrows. The thought swirled, and once Zhang Zongyan had any strange thoughts, the thought would explode and blow up his head.

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Qinglin Society has some fame in the local capital, it is initiated by the famous genius Yang Shen, gathered a lot of students from the north, Confucian students from all over the world come to the capital, most of them will visit the Qinglin Society.

Later, Yang Shen became Hanlin and left the Qinglin Society in order to avoid suspicion, but in fact, he still has a very close relationship with the Society.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, the Qinglin Society is just a loose organization between readers, at most write a few crooked poems, and praise each other a few times. But in reality, this society is far from that simple.

The students in this society are all well-known scholars from all over the north. Some people are good at learning, while others have a good family background and have almost no ordinary characters. And these people represent the elite class of the Ming Dynasty, and can even be said to be the reserve of officials.

Moreover, they are much more liberal and relaxed than officials. Officials are in the imperial court, and there are many things that cannot be said, and these scholars in the opposition are very casual, often sitting and discussing, criticizing the government and politics, and they are very happy.

However, their biggest role is to praise people. The students of the Qinglin Academy have intricate relationships, and as long as they say good things about you, your reputation will soon spread far and wide. Again, as long as you want to make a name for yourself, it's as simple as that.

"Brother Sheng'an, the news from the Temple of Heaven ......" In a house in the west of the capital, a Confucian student hurriedly walked into a room, dragging a note in his hand, and handed the note in his hand to Yang Shen, who was drinking tea in the house.

"Oh, there's news so soon?" Yang Shen put down the tea bowl and quickly took the note. However, although his face pretended to be calm, the trembling palms still revealed his heart.

He quickly opened the note, "The palace failed, the army retreated, and the emperor died." There are twelve words written on the note, but the amount of information contained is enormous.

Yang Shen's brows immediately furrowed, and he was surprised and happy in his heart, although he didn't quite understand what was going on here. The 50,000-strong army went up to force the palace and failed, but since it failed, why did the emperor still die?

"Although something went wrong inside, Zhengde is dead after all, and we should start building momentum for King Xing. Yang Shen was opposite the Confucian student, with an excited expression on his face.

In the past, when Zhu Houzhao was still alive, of course they didn't dare to build momentum for King Xing, a vassal king's reputation was too good, and it was not a good thing after all. But now it's different, the emperor is dead, and only a virtuous prince can be qualified to sit on the ninety-five throne.

Thank you for the reward of the classmates who cut the sky against the sky, touch the big