Seeing such a situation, Xiang Wuzun couldn't help but sigh with pity, as a generation of emperors, how could he tolerate the occurrence of this human tragedy, and how could he tolerate his brother's knife falling into the hands of the wicked. But he is just a mere remnant, he can't do the game against the sky, if he wants to turn this game of dead chess into live chess, only Fang Ling can do it.

However, now that time is only a stone's throw away from a cup of tea, can this young man be able to comprehend the six tricks?

This point, even Xiang Wuzun himself is not sure, the Six Ways of Wisdom is his masterpiece that has spent a lifetime of painstaking efforts, and the profundity of its words is so mysterious. What's more, to understand and apply it, this is another threshold.

Xiang Wuzun couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and flashed into the consciousness space, and when he returned to the space, he suddenly found that Fang Ling had slowly opened his eyes.

The young man's eyes were as black as the canopy of the night, with a bright look in the depths, as if the whole person had been reborn, Xiang Wuzun was taken aback and said: "Young man, you ...... Did it?"

Fang Ling smiled slightly, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and endured the excitement in his heart and said: "Live up to the trust of Emperor Xiang's predecessors, the younger generations have already comprehended the six tricks!" With that, he stood up, his body suddenly moved, and two phantoms that seemed to be real and illusory appeared, and then a punch was blasted out, and the entire consciousness space seemed to fluctuate.

Xiang Wuzun looked at the young man in distraction, but he didn't expect that the young man not only really comprehended the six Qiankun recipes in a tea time, but also was able to display them freely, evolving two phantoms, his heart shook secretly, and then let out a loud laugh, and said with great relief: "It is not in vain that the emperor gave up his soul and guarded this knife, and he was able to see such a genius inheriting the martial arts of the emperor, and the emperor was really gratified, and he was very pleased!"

He strode towards Fang Ling, stretched out his tiger palm and pressed it on his shoulder, and couldn't hide his appreciation: "Young man, this emperor has stayed here for a thousand years, and it is worth it to be able to see a junior like you." If I met a thousand years ago, I would definitely have to get acquainted with you!"

"Emperor Xiang has won the award......" Fang Ling was praised by Emperor Xiang so much, and he couldn't help but get excited.

Xiang Wuzun laughed out loud, and said with a long sigh of relief: "I didn't expect that when I parted, I was also a little sentimental." Then it's up to you to work on your own. This remnant task of this emperor is over, the soul will gradually fade away, and the remaining wisp of heaven and earth qi will help you cultivate to temporarily ascend to the realm of qi and help you kill your opponent!"

Fang Ling knelt down respectfully and said gratefully: "Thank you Emperor Xiang for your help, if you can get out of trouble today, he will definitely thank him personally in front of Emperor Xiang's mausoleum!"

Xiang Wuzun smiled slightly, his figure gradually faded, Fang Ling also felt that his eyes suddenly darkened, and a woman's voice called in his ears: "Your Highness, Your Highness, wake up quickly." ”

Fang Ling slowly opened his eyes, and saw Song Ying'er's pear blossom and rainy face, and his stunning face was dyed with light tears, which was really pitiful to me, and it made people feel distressed.

As soon as she saw Fang Ling wake up, Song Ying'er sobbed and laughed, and said happily: "Your Highness, you have finally woken up!"