"Brother, stay there first, don't move, I'll go over and take a look!"

Fang Han quietly walked towards the reeds, and saw that there was actually a person floating in the whirlpool of the reeds!

This man, dressed in dark gold. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Brother, what's the situation?" asked Fang Hao in the beach.

"It's okay, it's just that someone is drowning, I'll carry him up first!"

After wasting half a day to get the person ashore, Fang Han looked at the person's situation.

This person is completely dead, his whole body is swollen with blisters, and there is a long scar on his body, which is turned over, and the wound is actually scorched.

"Brother, has this person been struck by lightning?" Fang Hao asked curiously, although he was not very old, he did not have any fear of the dead, which made Fang Han a little impressed.

"Maybe!" Fang Han replied vaguely, he knew that some strong martial arts masters could control the power of heavenly thunder.

"Brother, what should I do? Is it to report to the official, or what? A human life is not trivial!" Fang Hao pondered.

"I can't report to the official, looking at what this person is wearing, he must be a big person, if he is implicated because of this, our brothers may die!" Fang Han made a decision.

"Since this person is dead, let's bury him in the ground!" Fang Han dragged the corpse, preparing to find a place to bury it.

Bang Dang!

At this moment, in the arms of the corpse, a box that looked like gold but not gold, and iron and not iron fell out. The box is the size of a palm, it looks like an inkstone, and it is very heavy.

At the same time, there was also a picture of an ancient scroll that fell.

"This picture is a treasure, it can't be soaked in water, and ordinary paper is soaked and rotten at once. Although Fang Han didn't know calligraphy and painting, according to common sense, he also judged that this was a treasure.

"Brother, put it away first, let's bury this person back quickly!" Fang Hao looked around vigilantly.

"My lord, your body has been picked up by our two brothers, and we will bury you and bury you in the ground, these two things are also our reward, and we do not owe each other. Fang Han said something in a daze, and then began to dig a pit.

Who knew that the pit was being dug, and the corpse sat up suddenly, muttering for a long time.

"Brother, is this a corpse?" Fang Hao pulled Fang Han's arm and stepped back.

"Did you save me?" The corpse heard the movement, turned around, and saw Fang Han and the others, his eyes sank, and he asked.

"So you're still alive. Fang Han calmed down, patted Fang Hao's arm and said calmly.

"My name is Bai Haichan, my time is running out, you listen to me, this Nine Tricks Golden Pill has incredible ability, it can help you be reborn, and lay a solid foundation that no one can match, I will teach you superior martial arts, you will definitely progress by leaps and bounds, as for whether you can step into the secret realm of supernatural powers, it depends on your own chance. The corpse that suddenly sat up first looked at Fang Han and the two of them, and then took out an elixir and looked at Fang Han, it seemed that Fang Han was chosen as the heir, after all, Fang Hao's physical qualifications were too poor.

After that, this person muttered to Fang Han for a long time, probably explaining which sect to join in the future, who to seek revenge and so on.

After that, Fang Han worshipped this person as his teacher, and was planted in his heart by this person, completing the rebirth.

Fang Hao looked at his brother with some hot eyes, and in his opinion, his brother was the son of destiny in the poet's mouth, the eternal protagonist, the adventure, the magic weapon, the supernatural power, and the endless endless.

After teaching the sect's martial arts to Fang Han, Bai Haichan's body suddenly hardened, his breath was completely cut off, and he died like this.

After burying Bai Haichan in the soil, Fang Han repeatedly told Fang Hao not to leak this matter, otherwise the two of them would definitely be killed.

Fang Hao nodded in agreement, and the two of them secretly took advantage of the darkness to return to Fang's house.

On the second day, after the two of them fed the horses as usual, Fang Han took advantage of the night to go out to cultivate, leaving Fang Hao alone in the room to think about the philosophical question of who he was.

"I, I, I, who am I?" Fang Hao sighed as he sat on the bed with a confused expression.

"Ahh

"Who?" Fang Hao hurriedly turned his head to look.

I saw a young man dressed in a cyan Xiucai costume get up from the ground, rub his ass and complain: "Although I am just an energy clone of you, but after all, I have some memories of you, so you can't be gentle with yourself, what does it mean to throw me out of the time and space tunnel?"

The person who came was Lin Nuo, to be exact, Lin Nuo's energy clone, maybe because he didn't retain too much of Lin Nuo's memory, so his speech and behavior were a little different from Lin Nuo's personality.

"Although I'm just an energy clone that will be recycled back when it's used up, but the deity's lingering action deeply hurt my soul, I decided to strike, this kid loves who teaches who teaches, Lao Tzu quit!"

Tsing Yi Xiucai sat on the stool and muttered angrily, ignoring Fang Hao's questioning from the owner of the room.

Suddenly, Tsing Yi Xiucai felt the pressure around him suddenly become solemn, as if heaven and earth were going to expel him.

"Hey, is this the deity putting pressure on me? No, this is not the deity's handiwork, this is the cosmic will of this world to expel me!"

Tsing Yi Xiucai's expression suddenly became serious, and he looked up at the roof, as if he had seen a mysterious existence through layers of void.

"You're just a copy created by the deity from the long river of time, and you still want to wrestle with you, Uncle Lin and me, do you think I'm just an energy clone to bully?"

"Uncle Lin, although my strength is 108,000 miles worse than the deity, I can still destroy this realm with all my strength, believe it or not?"

When the words fell, the pressure around him suddenly increased exponentially, as if he was going to expel Tsing Yi Xiucai completely.

"Count you ruthless, who told me that I still have a task to complete, let you go first!"

Raising his middle finger upward, Tsing Yi Xiucai turned into a cyan light and entered Fang Hao's sea of knowledge.

"Little mouse, borrow your mind to hide first!"

The will of the universe seemed to want to destroy Fang Hao directly, but after lingering for a moment, it seemed to be extremely jealous, as if this person died and the world would be destroyed, and finally lingered for a long time, and the pressure dissipated.

"Huh, I really thought that this cosmic will really want to play a drama of fish dying and breaking the net!" Tsing Yi Xiucai exhaled in Fang Hao's mind.

"That, this Great Immortal, can you come out of my mind?" Fang Hao asked in a low voice that was a little overwhelmed.

"Yes, but young man, you have to think clearly, if I go out, you will lose a great creation! As a slave who has been wantonly abused by others, do you feel humiliated? Do you feel envious when you see other people have adventures and eventually counterattack and become a strong man? Do you feel unwilling to watch the strong fly away and live forever, and you can only turn into a pile of loess after a hundred years?"

Friendship pushes the book, "The Strongest Emperor", students who like the emperor stream can go and see it, and it is very well written. (To be continued.) )