And this Yang Lin he doesn't have the conditions to be square at all, if he cultivates rashly, he will definitely explode and die, this is why Yang Lin will be so angry when he sees this bloody light escape cultivation method, if Yang Lin cultivates according to this method, he will definitely explode and die.

"Okay, I'll just believe you once, I'll go to the elders of the clan to verify it, if this exercise is as you said, if I can't cultivate, then I will accept my fate, if I find out that you have done anything in this cultivation method, then don't blame me for turning my face and being ruthless." Yang Lin glanced at Fang Zheng's solemn expression, which didn't seem to be pretentious, and suddenly couldn't help but say.

As soon as Yang Lin's words fell, Yang Lin didn't stay in the house for a long time, he glanced at Fang Zheng meaningfully, and then he and Zhang Xingyuan left, looking like they wanted to find someone to verify the authenticity of the Blood Light Escape cultivation method copied by Fang Zheng.

Seeing that Yang Lin and Zhang Xingyuan leave, Fang Zheng did not stay in the hall for long, and walked towards the wing. Fang Zheng wanted to take advantage of this time to refine the golden Jiao Sword, the best spiritual weapon.

"Phew, what kind of thing are you, you dare to do this to the master, if you are planted in the hands of the master that day, the humiliation suffered by the master today will be returned tenfold. Back in the wing, Fang Zheng closed the door, Fang Zheng thought of the conversation in the living room, and suddenly couldn't help but say angrily.

Through all kinds of indications, that Zhang Xingyuan had no intention of accepting Fang Zheng as an apprentice, and that Yang Lin had a skeptical attitude towards his cultivation exercises, if there was no way to determine the authenticity of that blood light escape, then what was waiting for Fang Zheng was the torture of soul searching.

"Alas... If I were also a powerhouse in the Yuan Infant Realm, I would be affected by such a bird at this moment!" Fang Zheng's fists were clenched tightly at this moment, and a touch of helplessness flashed on his resolute cheeks, and he suddenly couldn't help but sigh and sit on the bed.

What Fang Zheng is most eager for now is to improve his strength, he still has the strength to fight against the monks of the False Dan Realm, but he is a little powerless when he is a powerhouse in the upper Jin Dan Stage. The current Fang Zheng can be said to be poor and white, there is no magic weapon to take advantage of, and now there is a superb offensive spirit weapon Jin Jiao Sword, so hurry up to refine it and arm yourself.

Fang Zheng sat cross-legged on the bed, took out the golden Jiao sword, the best spiritual weapon, and forced a drop of essence blood from his body to drip onto the golden Jiao sword in his hand.

The golden Jiao sword absorbed Fang Zheng's essence blood, and suddenly the golden light burst out, and a phantom of the angry Jiao with a flickering golden light all over his body rushed out from the fine spiritual weapon Jin Jiao Sword, and appeared above Fang Zheng's head, and a vast coercion filled the room. Fang Zheng's hands connected the dots, and the surging true yuan in his body burst out and pounced on the angry Jiao phantom in a daze. If you want to refine this Golden Jiao Sword, only by subduing this Angry Jiao Weapon Spirit, Fang Zheng will be able to command this Golden Jiao Sword like an arm.

The surging True Yuan gushed out, and the Angry Jiao Phantom suddenly couldn't help but look at the other party angrily, and then roared and waved its giant claws to rush towards Fang Zheng, this Angry Jiao Weapon Spirit still knew how to resist.

"Inferior beast and dare!" In the face of the angry Jiaojiao phantom, Fang Zheng scolded angrily, and with a wave of his big hand, the big fist smashed into the angry Jiaojiao phantom.

Fang Zheng swung his fists in a row, and in an instant, he blasted out hundreds of punches, and he struck at the angry Jiao phantom, and his divine thoughts wrapped a cloud of energy similar to blood mist surging towards the angry Jiao phantom. This red energy blood mist was transformed by the essence blood that Fang Zheng had forced out before. It is also that Fangzheng's cultivation is really a little low, and it is only in the later stage of foundation building, the spirit of this superb spirit weapon is the strength of the Jindan period The angry Jiaojiao soul was forcibly sealed into the sword body, and if you want to refine this golden Jiao sword, you must lay a soul mark in this angry Jiao soul, which can be regarded as truly controlling this golden Jiao sword, and will not be eaten by the spirit of the instrument.

As for the higher-level magic weapon, it is not like this, the magic weapon is born from the inside, which is more convenient to communicate, and the power is greater. It's not like this spirit weapon seals the soul of a powerful demon beast into it.

After a series of battles, the true element in Fang Zheng's body burst out, and in addition, the soul of the angry Jiao was controlled by the flying sword, and it was defeated by Fang Zheng, and the soul power was seriously depleted. Finally, in a wail, Fang Zheng laid a soul mark in his soul. The sacrifice of this superb spiritual weapon, the Golden Jiao Sword, was finally successful.

After the sacrifice was successful, Fang Zheng made a move, and the angry Jiao soul that seemed a little languishing returned to the golden Jiao sword in Fang Zheng's hand. With essence and blood as a guide, Fang Zheng opened his mouth and sucked it, and the golden sword suddenly turned into a golden light and shot into Fang Zheng's mouth, entering Fang Zheng's body and began to warm up. Only this superb spiritual weapon can be collected into the body for warmth. The longer it is warmed, the more powerful it becomes.

After cleaning up the Angry Jiao Weapon Spirit, the True Yuan in Fang Zheng's body was almost exhausted, and his Divine Thoughts were also seriously depleted. By the time Fang Zheng returned to his peak state, it was getting dark. That Yang Lin didn't come to find Fang Zheng, Fang Zheng was also happy to be at ease, and began to cultivate alone in the wing.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed quietly, and Fang Zheng did not appear as soon as he lived in the Biluo Courtyard, spending all day in cultivation, in addition to cultivation, Fang Zheng also tried to break the prohibition in his body, but every time he returned in vain. If you want to break the divine ban in your body, unless Fang Zheng's strength exceeds that of the caster, that is, the caster will be killed, then the ban in your body will be self-defeating. However, to kill Zhang Xingyuan in the late stage of Jindan, it is undoubtedly more difficult for the current founder than to ascend to the sky.

"Is Sun Gongzi here?, my young master is invited. Early this morning, as soon as the sky was bright, Fang Zheng had just woken up from his cultivation, and the beautiful maid Yufei appeared outside the door of Fang Zheng's wing room and shouted.

"Got it. Hearing this, Fang Zheng responded lightly, washed up briefly in the house, and then pushed the door out.

"Fangzheng, you come with me, my father wants to see you. As soon as Fang Zheng walked to the hall, Yang Lin said to Fang Zheng a little impatiently.

"Young Master Yang, I don't know what happened to my father?" Looking at Yang Lin's anxious appearance, Fang Zheng suddenly couldn't help but ask tentatively.

"Good news! This is to discuss your worship of Elder Zhang as a teacher! There is also to ask some about your cultivation of Blood Light Escape. Yang Lin saw that Fang Fang had a puzzled look on his face, and immediately couldn't help but explain with a smile.

"Well, then there is Lao Yang Gongzi leading the way. Hearing this, Fang Zheng couldn't help but bow his hand politely at Yang Lin. And Fang Zheng muttered in his heart: "This Yang Lin's father, Yang Heiyuan, is the contemporary head of the Yang family, and his strength is as high as the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, what is he looking for himself to do? I don't know what the result will be if I go. ”

Fang Zheng shook his head, put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, and then followed Yang Lin to the outside of Biluo Courtyard.

This is the first time Fang Zheng has been out of the Biluo Courtyard since he came to Yangjiabao, Fang Zheng looked around with some curiosity, followed the cobblestone sheep intestine path, passed through the heavily guarded blockade area, and entered the meeting hall of Yangjiabao.

The meeting hall of Yangjiabao is very spacious, magnificent, and domineering. At this time, because it was early in the morning, there was no one in the empty hall.

"Fangzheng, my father is in the study, I'll take you to the study!" Walking through the meeting hall, Yang Lin didn't see his father Yang Heiyuan, and suddenly couldn't help but turn to Fang Zhengdao.

As soon as Yang Lin's words fell, Fang Zheng followed Yang Lin through the meeting hall and came to a small courtyard with a quiet environment.

"Father, the child Yang Lin brought Fang Zheng to ask to see. As soon as he entered this small courtyard with a quiet environment, there were some potted plants planted in the courtyard, and a faint fragrance came from the blooming stamens in the pots, Yang Lin knocked on the door gently, and then said respectfully.

"It's Lin Er! As soon as Yang Lin's words fell, a deep, slightly old voice came from the house. When Yang Lin heard this, he greeted Fang Zheng, and then pushed the door in.

As soon as you enter the room, it is not as gorgeous as Fang Zheng imagined, it seems a little austere, except for a few tables and a few chairs, and a bookcase, there is nothing else in the room. In the center, there is an old dragon clock, an old man in brocade with a childish face, and on the side of the old man stands Zhang Xingyuan, who is dressed in gray. This old man with a childish face is Yang Heiyuan, the contemporary head of the Yang family.

As soon as he entered the house, a faint coercion pressed directly against Fang Zheng, looking at the old man in brocade clothes, Fang Zheng couldn't help but think in his heart, is this the strong man in the Yuan Infant Period? When it is strong, it is strong, Fang Zheng was not forced by this momentum, but puffed up his chest and looked at the old man in brocade clothes sitting on the main seat with a resolute face.

"You are the founder in Lin Er's mouth, you are really a hero and a young man!" Seeing that Fang Zheng was not trembling as he imagined by his own momentum, the old man in the gorgeous clothes touched his beard and asked with an appreciative expression.

"The younger Fang Zheng has seen the senior. Hearing this, Fang Zheng bowed to him and said.

"It's a pity, Xia Pin Linggen, there is no hope for Jindan Avenue in this life, no wonder Zhang Xingyuan refuses to accept you as an apprentice, which is also difficult for him. The powerful divine thought pressed towards Fang Zheng without warning, and at this time, Fang Zhengzhi felt that his hands and feet were cold, and the secrets in his heart and even the depths of his soul were unreservedly revealed in front of the old man in brocade clothes. This cold and biting chill was gone in a flash, and as soon as Fang Zheng eased up, an indifferent voice suddenly came out of the mouth of the old man in brocade clothes.

"Cake, this old bastard is going to search for his soul. Hearing that Yang Heiyuan, the head of the Yang family, was talking about his qualifications in public and the fact that Zhang Xingyuan, who was in the later stage of Jindan, was unwilling to accept him as an apprentice, Fang Zheng secretly said that he was caked, and immediately stared around with vigilance.

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