After thinking about it, he couldn't let Yang Hong be too easy, Fang Yun found a maid and ordered, "Xiaomei, go and prepare a congratulatory note for me!"

"Congratulations?" The pretty girl named Xiaomei blinked, and said with a puzzled expression: "Who does the young master want to congratulate?"

"Prince Shaobao, Yang Hong"

"Huh?!" Xiaomei exclaimed in surprise and quickly covered her mouth.

"Go. Fang Yun waved his hand and said with a smile.

Back in the room, Fang Yun started to polish the ink, repaired a letter, and stuffed it into the red greeting note. On the cover, it was written "Shizi Fang Yun, He Shaobao Yang Hong, changed to delay, temporarily "postponed" Fenghou ".

"Go, send this letter to the Yingwu Marquis Mansion"

Yingwu Marquis Mansion is still magnificent, but there are many appreciations.

"This is our young master, and it was given to Lord Shaobao. ”

A well-behaved black-clothed guy stood at the door.

"Young master, what young master?"

Behind the gate, a middle-aged man with a slightly fat figure walked out of the greenhouse, he had three black beards, and wore a black sè Confucian clothes, looking a little short and fat.

This person is the second rì of the three halls, and Yang Hong, the Marquis of Yingwu, photographed the strategist of Dali Temple.

The status of Yingwu Marquis is respected, but he doesn't care which young master it is. The middle-aged strategist just wanted to play this black-clothed little guy, when he suddenly swept his eyes and caught a glimpse of a line of words on the cover of the greeting sticker.

"Fang Yun?!" Seeing this name, the middle-aged strategist's eyelids immediately jumped.

In the capital, anyone can send congratulatory stickers to the Yingwu Marquis' Mansion, but the Sifang Marquis cannot.

"Your family is young" The middle-aged strategist just wanted to ask, but when he looked up, the black-clothed guy ran away.

"Fang Yun, this son, has to be an adult, and his title has almost been cut. Sending a congratulatory note at this time must be ill-intentioned. ”

The advisor held this congratulatory note in his hand, his eyes flashed, and he was about to throw it away.

"Bring it, I already know. "In the depths of the Hou Mansion, the voice of the Marquis of Yingwu came. A martial arts powerhouse like Yingwu Hou, inside and outside the Hou Mansion, he can't hide any movements.

"Yes, my lord!" The middle-aged strategist hesitated, turned around, grabbed the congratulatory note, and walked into Yang Hong's room.

"Put it down. ”

Yang Hong's right index finger tapped in front of him and said. In the unpressed room, Yang Hong's face looked slightly pale, but at least there was a little blood. The Emperor's decree has been transmitted to the Yingwu Marquis' Mansion. The decision to change to a slow one made Yang Hong breathe a sigh of relief.

The strategist put down the congratulatory note, thought about it, and said with some unease:

"Your Excellency, the decree has just been read. Fang Yun sent a congratulatory note, but I was afraid that it would be ill-intentioned. ”

"I can't see his thoughts. He was just trying to taunt me. What else could there be? ”

Yang Hong said indifferently and didn't care. In front of this henchman, he took apart the congratulatory note.

"My lord, am I going to avoid it? ”

"No need," Yang Hong waved his hand and casually opened the letter in the congratulatory note. On the inside of the letter is a small letter, and on the other side, there is a painting, drawing a map of the battle between the two people in a concise way.

"He finally couldn't get on the stage, thinking that with a sub-map, he would anger me. ”

Yang Hong grabbed the letter with a calm demeanor, glanced at it, and then threw it in front of the strategist in front of him.

The middle-aged strategist secretly glanced at Yang Hong, only to see that Yang Hong's majesty and bearing were still the crown prince Shaobao who collapsed in front of Mount Tai in his impression, and did not change.

"It's still an adult, it's the subordinates who are too worried. ”

The middle-aged strategist said with sincere admiration. It is also said that the identities of the two people are too different. After all, the sand table deduction doesn't mean anything, if he really goes to the battlefield, with the terrifying martial arts cultivation of Taizi Shaobao, he can directly take Fang Yun's head from it.

No matter how much strategy and tactics Fang Yun had, in front of the eighteenth plan of this art of war to capture the thief and capture the king, it would still be a floating cloud.

"Your Excellency. The second son of the Fang family, this time humiliating the adults in front of so many people, should we find a way to kill him?"

The middle-aged strategist suddenly suggested.

Fang Yun could only move his mouth, and he couldn't support the climate. If necessary, find an opportunity to kill him!"

Yang Hong looked calm, thought slightly, and said.

"Yes, sir. I'll find a way to do it. ”

"Well, go. Yang Hong waved his hand, and the middle-aged strategist immediately retreated.

"Yes, sir. ”

The middle-aged strategist slowly exited the room, closed the door, and turned to leave.

"Poof!"

The middle-aged strategist had just turned around and left, and in the room, Yang Hong couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood. The face, which had originally regained a little blood, became pale and bloodless again. Anyone who sends a congratulatory note, no matter how clever the ridicule, can be indifferent.

Only the congratulatory note sent by Fang Yun made him unable to remain indifferent. He Yang Hong has a natural talent, and he has never taken anyone seriously. Unexpectedly, it was folded in the hands of Fang Yun, whose martial arts were far inferior to his.

Nothing humiliated him more than that.

Hmm, Yang Hong grabbed Fang Yun's congratulatory note and tore it to shreds. His palms were bruised and trembling with rage.

"Fang Yun!"

From the bottom of Yang Hong's heart, a roar full of murderous intent came out.

Suddenly, a purple cloud appeared in Yang Hong's room. The purple cloud exploded, and a majestic voice came out of the purple cloud:

"Yang Hong. ”

Hearing this voice, Yang Hong's mind was cold, and he immediately sobered up.

"Weichen, see His Majesty the Human Emperor. ”

Yang Hong suppressed all the emotions in his heart, pushed away the chair, and knelt down in the room.

"Do you know why I gave you the Emperor's chariot?"

The voice of the Human Emperor was mighty, with an aura of heavenly power. Yang Hong's aura was strong enough, but in front of the Human Emperor, it was still like a candle flame, which could be extinguished at any time.

"Your Majesty's gift to the Emperor of Heaven chariot is the creation of Wechen, and Wechen didn't think much about it. Yang Hong said respectfully.

"I gave you the Emperor Chariot because I hope you will patrol and protect the Great Zhou on my behalf. I don't want you to draw on a scholar Fang Yun. - I'm disappointed in you!"

Yang Hong's body trembled, a cold sweat suddenly broke out all over his body, and he was stunned for a while, Yang Hong suddenly bowed down: "Yang Hong is wrong, please punish Your Majesty!"

"You've just reached the celestial level, and you're in an unstable state of mind. I will punish you to sink into the center of the earth, facing the wall for half a load!"

As soon as the voice fell, a huge purple hand suddenly poked out from the purple cloud. This giant hand went down and immediately covered Yang Hong's whole body.

"Stuck scratch. ”

The void around Yang Hong fluctuated, and in the blink of an eye, the space within four feet around him suddenly froze and turned into an exquisite ice room.

"I give you half a load of jīng heart, when you break through the wall, I canonize you as a hero!"

As soon as the voice of the human emperor fell, the purple giant hand slapped down. The ground around Yang Hong suddenly turned into water waves, swinging layer by layer. This exquisite ice chamber immediately sank into the ground, reaching tens of thousands of feet of dark underground.

Last night, the purple clouds dispersed. In Yang Hong's room, it is as intact as ever, and it is not broken at all.

"Weichen Command!"

In the underground cave of tens of thousands of feet, Yang Hong sat cross-legged on his knees, a ray of cold light flashed from the darkness, and finally returned to darkness and calm.

Quartet Waiting.

After Fang Yun sent the congratulatory note to the Yingwu Mansion, he ignored it.

The Great Zhou Dynasty established the country with martial arts, and Yang Hong's martial arts were better than me. So it's more important than me. Resourcefulness is vain if it is not supported by force. I have to work hard to do martial arts!"

In the art of war, the upper party conspires, and the lower party slashes the soldiers. When the upper party does not work, it is the time when the lower party runs rampant. In any era, in any field, there is no shortage of powerful force.

Fang Yun closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, his mind sank into the dantian, and once again drove the Heaven and Earth Wanhua Clock. With a buzzing sound, ten floating scrolls reappeared in the void. Fang Yun incorporated all the internal forces into the Heaven and Earth Wanhua Bell, and then spit back into the dantian. After the tempering of the Wanhua Bell of Heaven and Earth, Fang Yun's internal force was obviously condensed, and he refined more.

"Drink!"

Halfway through, Fang Yun suddenly exhaled and stretched out his right palm. The internal force of the dantian was agitated, and these pale yellow internal forces immediately condensed one by one inscriptions, spitting out from Fang Yun's palm. The inscription clings to the palm of the hand, levitating still,

When the thirty-sixth tadpole-like inscription appeared, another complex formation pattern appeared. Fang Yun grabbed it with five fingers, and this jīng beautiful formation pattern immediately formed a second golden sè talisman and submerged into Fang Yun's palm.

Condensed the second talisman, and thin beads of sweat immediately appeared on Fang Yun's forehead. This second talisman requires half as many inscriptions as the first. In other words, the consumption of True Qi is fully half.

If it weren't for Fang Yun discovering it, the effect of Heaven and Earth Wanhua Zhong in refining true qi. I'm afraid that the second talisman doesn't know when it will be condensed. The golden mudra on this first pattern requires a total of twelve formations, each of which is transformed into a talisman. The first formation requires twenty-four talismans, the second thirty-six, and the third forty-eight. The consumption of internal force is so great, I don't know when I can cultivate this big mudra!

Thinking about the huge internal force required for this big mudra, Fang Yun couldn't help but secretly feel numb on his scalp. Only then did I get to the second talisman, and it was so hard. If you want to practice the twelfth path, won't you be scared to death! But there is a worry, and there is also a joy. Anyone who practices martial arts knows that the more difficult the skill to cultivate, the more powerful it will be after practice. This big mudra is only the second talisman that is so difficult to refine, and after it is practiced, the power is estimated to be extremely amazing. Fang Yun cultivated cross-legged for a while, replenishing the internal strength he had consumed. Then I opened a booklet and read it. This booklet was obtained from Wei Yan.

The cover of the green sè has no name. Apparently a manuscript. It records several exercises of the Heavenly Evil Sect.

On the way from the Bahrain mine to Shangjing, Fang Yun just hurriedly flipped through it, and he hadn't looked at it carefully.

"Huh, Wangqi Method!"

Fang Yun turned to the last page, and when he saw the last kind of skill, he couldn't help but move in his heart and looked at it carefully.

"All things in heaven and earth are born with luck. If you are lucky, you will be poor, poor, sick and miserable, and you will live a mediocre life, and if you are lucky, you will be born in a princely family, and you will be either rich or expensive!"

The first line of this Wangqi method attracted Fang Yun's attention.

"It's funny, there is such a statement. ”

Fang Yun continued to look down.