The reason why Fang Zheng was willing to choose this crude tea shop was because there was a table near the intersection in this simple teahouse where there were two low-level monks in the Qi refining period, at first Fang Zheng was just passing by, and he didn't pay too much attention to this place, but in his ears, there was a big incident in the cultivation realm of the burning country. And Fang Zheng was born in Qiushui City, which was burned in the country, and when he heard the news of the burning country, he immediately quietly picked up an empty table near the tea shop, asked for a big bowl of tea, and then began to listen carefully.

"Lin Xin, do you know? The burly middle-aged man raised the teacup and quietly took a sip, and then asked Lin Xin, a middle-aged man in purple clothes on the opposite side.

"Han Kui, why haven't I heard of it, just two months ago, the Yuan Infant Ancestor of the Immortal Gate didn't know how to return from a serious injury, and was killed on the spot by the Yuan Infant Elder of the Heart Demon Sword Sect, and the Great Array of Mountain Protection of the Immortal Gate was killed by the monks of the Heart Demon Sword Sect for a while, as long as the disciples of the Shao Bureau Department escaped, it can be said that this Immortal Gate was completely removed from the cultivation realm of this Tianyuan Continent!" The purple-clothed middle-aged man Lin Xinyan said without thinking.

"Lin Xin, do you know how this Immortal Sect's Yuan Infant Ancestor was injured?" The burly middle-aged man Han Kui said with a mysterious face when he heard this.

"This, I don't know how the Yuan Infant Ancestor of this Immortal Sect was injured, Brother Han Kui, do you know the inside story of the matter?"

"Lin Xin, you don't know, I heard my ancestor talk about it, the infant ancestor of this immortal gate was injured because of the Hengduan Mountain Range, three months ago my ancestor went out to travel in this Hengduan Mountain Range and met the ancestor of this immortal sect. The burly middle-aged man Han Kui heard this.

"Huh, Han Kui, you are bragging about it here! Your ancestor is just a monk in the early stage of Jindan, how can he see the masters of the Yuan Infant Stage, you must know that these people are all great supernatural monks who have come and gone without a trace, how can your ancestor know the ancestor of the Immortal Gate?" The purple-clothed middle-aged man heard that he could not be trusted.

"Brother Lin, you don't know, although my ancestor is only a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan, but don't forget, our Han family is a burning countryman! Just one hundred and fifty years ago, when my Han family was still a small family, my ancestor participated in the Yuanying Ceremony of the Yuanying Ancestor of the Xianmen in the late stage of foundation building, and he glanced at each other from a distance at the outer gate, and then recognized it. When the burly middle-aged man Han Kui heard this, he saw that the purple-clothed middle-aged man Lin Xin didn't believe it, thinking that he was talking big here, and he couldn't help but explain to him.

"Oh, so that's the case! Han Kui, I don't know if your ancestor knows how this Immortal Sect's Yuan Infant Ancestor Ji Wujiu was injured?" Lin Xinyan, a middle-aged man in purple, couldn't help asking.

"I don't know this, my ancestor didn't say anything, my ancestor only saw it below, and he didn't talk to that Ji Wujiu, so naturally I don't know why he was injured. My ancestors guessed that it must have something to do with the Hengduan Mountains. The burly middle-aged man Han Kui shook his head when he heard this.

"Oh! I see! You don't know how this Immortal Sect's Yuan Infant Ancestor Ji Wujiu was injured! It is said that it is because of this Hengduan Mountain Range, this is not credible, and he is just conjecturing when he says that the ancestor of your family is two, and he has not seen it with his own eyes, which is impossible to count. Lin Xin, a middle-aged man in purple, couldn't help but say with a look of pity.

"Hengduan Mountain Range, Ji Wujiu, the ancestor of the Yuan Infant Stage of the Immortal Gate, could it be that the people who fought with that monster that day were all strong men of the Yuan Infant Stage. Hearing what Han Kui and Lin Xin were saying, Fang Zheng, who was at the table, couldn't help but muttered to himself. "Xianmen, Xianmen is over like this. Lu Nanqi, you must not have anything wrong! If something happens to you, I will definitely avenge you, I will not let go of this Heart Demon Sword Sect, Lu Nanqi, you must not have anything!" Strength, strength, damn strength, I want to be stronger, I want to be stronger!" As soon as he got the news of the little fat man Lu Nanqi, Fangzheng's fist was squeaked, and at this moment he hoped that he would become stronger, and he couldn't help but secretly curse in his heart. Thinking of my humble strength, I couldn't protect my parents because I was small and low in strength before, but now I'm older, but because of my low strength, my only brother can't maintain it, at this moment, Fang Zheng is very eager for me to become stronger, and suddenly he didn't roar.

The roar of the square was like a rolling wave that dispersed to the surroundings, and immediately attracted the eyes of the people around him, especially the few secular mortals beside him who were shocked by the rolling sound and rolled to the ground, covering their ears and churning on the ground.

"Lion's roar?"

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Listening to Fangzheng's roar, the people around him looked at Fang Zheng with a puzzled face, but no one rushed forward to question Fang Zheng, looking at Fang Zheng with a panicked face, and even better than that, he slowly retreated backwards, and then turned around and ran. As long as a small number of people think that their strength is strong, they continue to look at the same place.

Finding out the information I wanted, there was no need for Fang Zheng to stay in this Yuanzhou City, so he took out a certain amount of silver from the storage bag and threw it on the table, and then walked towards the city gate.

The old man in Tsing Yi in the tea shop picked up the silver stator on the table, and then shouted at Fang Zheng: "Objective, objective, etc., I haven't looked for your money yet." ”

"No need to look for it. It's a reward for you!" Fang Zheng heard the old man's hurried shout, turned around and smiled at him, and then walked forward.

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Fang Zheng strode out, and disappeared in the vast Yuanzhou City in a blink of an eye, with the news of the little fat man Lu Nanqi, Fang Zheng was not as confused as before, and he couldn't find a sense of direction. What Founder has to do now is to improve his strength, the road is at his feet, and if there is no road, then come out of it alive!

What is a road? If there is a road under your feet, then you will have a sense of direction, and then you will be able to move forward. Fang Zheng entered the immortal gate to seek immortality, that was to avenge blood hatred and get rid of the world's demonic beasts. Now Fang Zheng knows that it is an unfulfilled ambition, but he has not thought of giving up, but doing it with his heart, what can be done, what can not be done, life in the world, how much energy and how much light, starting from the most fundamental beginning, taking it and letting it go. So Fang Zheng has sublimated, it is just a sublimation of his state of mind, although he can't cultivate to a big increase, but Fang Zheng's state of mind is stable, and he will not be as confused and confused as before, he has his own way to go.

That is, he does not seek immortality, nor fights for immortality, Fangzheng is like a duckweed without roots, wherever he goes, that is his home, and at first he worked hard for his childhood fantasy.