The Great Wei Dynasty inherited the previous dynasty, the territory was vast, and at the beginning of the founding of the dynasty, Emperor Taizu divided the world into Kyushu.

Jizhou,

Zhaonan Province,

There is a county in the house, which is called Gu'an, which means long-term stability.

There is a Dingsheng mountain not far from the county seat, there is a temple of mercy and grace on the mountain, there is an old monk in the temple, and the old monk is called Wuyuan.

On the eighth day of the fourth month,

Buddha's Birthday.

On this day, a distinguished guest came to the temple.

Fangzheng, the lord of the Fang Mansion!

This person appeared in Gu'an County twenty years ago, and no one knows the origin, and it is rumored that his ancestors were once wealthy.

In the past 20 years,

Fang Zheng has become the hegemon of one party from unknown origin, and has deep attainments in martial arts and magic.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the city is trembling when it is stomped all over the city.

"Master Fang."

Wu Yuan held a Zen staff in his hand, stood still in front of the stone pavilion, and his snow-white eyebrows trembled slightly when he spoke:

"How's it going to be here?"

"Very good!"

Fang Zheng put his hands behind his back and stood on the edge of the stone pavilion and looked into the distance.

He is burly and muscular, and his facial features are like a knife and an axe, giving people a feeling that is difficult to approach.

The robe on his body covered the explosive muscles, and it also brought him a bit of elegance.

A white short stick hangs on the left side of the waist, and a black cloth pocket hangs on the right side, which are the Luoluo Pile and the Five Ghost Pocket.

The down-and-out pile can shake the soul of others, and the five ghosts hide five powerful ghosts in their pockets, all of which are extremely terrifying magic weapons.

"The mountains are vast, undulating like dragons and tigers, if you can live here permanently, you will definitely be open-minded."

Fang Zheng turned around and looked directly at Wu Yuan:

"Master, do you have a wound?"

Twenty years ago, although the abbot of the Temple of Mercy and Grace in front of him had gray hair, he was still full of blood and energy.

now

It's old.

The breath is even more unstable.

"Sure enough, I can't hide it from the donor." Wu Yuan smiled bitterly, walked forward with a staff, and stood side by side with Fang Zheng and said:

"Master Fang only said the scenery here, can you see anything else?"

"......" Fang Zheng groaned slightly, and said:

"The mountains are like shackles, and Dingsheng Mountain is where the locks are located, and it is the node where the leylines and qi are intertwined."

"Although the spirit here is abundant, it is also easy to be rushed by anger!"

"Not bad." Wu Yuan nodded:

"Unexpectedly, Master Fang is also proficient in the art of feng shui and qi, which saves the poor monk a lot of trouble."

He paused, then continued:

"Back then, the Zen master set up the Temple of Mercy and Grace here, firstly, to spread the Dharma, and secondly, to suppress the aliens in the mountains."

"Dingsheng Mountain is the place where the qi veins converge, if there are aliens in the mountains who want to go out of the mountains and disturb the people, this place will bear the brunt."

"The Temple of Mercy and Grace has a martial arts courtyard, which can be resisted by relying on the mountain."

"The ancestors were merciful." Founder's hands folded eleven salutes:

"Fang admires!"

"Hey!"

Wu Yuan sighed lightly:

"In the past, the Buddhism of the predecessors was profound, and it was not enough to suppress it for a hundred years, but now the poor monks are far inferior."

He shook his head and said:

"The kingdom is about to die, and there will be demons!"

"The current situation is turbulent, which has caused frequent abnormalities in the qi of heaven and earth, and has also led to the breeding of monsters everywhere."

"A few days ago, the poor monk sensed that a monster appeared in the mountains, and immediately went to investigate with Yuanxing."

"Results ......"

"If it weren't for the fact that the body of the Circular Vajra Arhat had been achieved, I am afraid that the poor monk would not be able to return to this Temple of Mercy and Grace."

"Oh!" Boxy Eyebrows:

"What a wickedness, so powerful?"

The so-called demons and demons are mostly contaminated with evil qi and devoured spiritual things, and they were born by chance.

Such creatures are untamed, and they will cause disaster in all directions when driven by animal nature.

However, most of the newborn monsters are not strong, so they have more brute strength than ordinary beasts.

With the strength of Wuyuan and Yuanxing, he was invincible?

"It's a wolf demon."

Wu Yuan frowned and said:

"That wolf demon is copper-skinned and iron-clad, and its speed is like electricity, and it can even call for wolves to besiege, and our master and apprentice almost died."

"Master Fang,"

"Your strength is unfathomable, and your subordinates are even more proficient, and you hope to get rid of this harm for the people!"

"Well said." Fang Zheng nodded:

"Master, you may wish to elaborate on the specific situation."

Abbot Wuyuan is a mage who has been cultivating for many years, and he is good at casting magic spells, and Yuanxing is a qi refining martial artist who practices the method of Vajra Arhat.

The two joined forces, even if he didn't dare to be careless, he naturally had to ask about the situation before making a decision.

"Yes."

Wu Yuan should be, stretch out his hand and lead:

"Master Fang, please take a seat."

"Abbot."

At this time, two little novices walked into the stone pavilion with teapots and teacups in their hands, and bowed their heads to the two of them:

"Tea is ready."

"Okay."

Wu Yuan smiled and said:

"The Temple of Mercy and Grace is backed by the mountains, and you can occasionally get spiritual tea, this is one of the flavors, please try it."

As he spoke, he picked up the teacup, took a sip first, and held the teacup upside down.

"I have heard the spiritual tea of Ci'en Temple for a long time, but I want to taste it well today." Fang Zheng sat down and picked up the teacup.

The tea was in his stomach, and he was about to speak, when his face suddenly changed.

"That's not right!"

"Tea is poisonous!"

"Ahh Wu Yuan was stunned.

The little novice who poured the tea was even more pale, and waved his hand again and again:

"It's not me!"

"It's not me!"

"Huh!"

At some point, the little novice who was traveling with him appeared behind Fang Zheng and stabbed him with a dagger in his hand.

His speed was very fast, and there was even an afterimage on his hand, but it didn't stir up the slightest sound.

Apparently proficient in assassination.

"Ding......

When the dagger was a foot away from Fangzheng's body, it suddenly stopped in mid-air, and it was difficult to move forward an inch.

"Protective Strength!"

Little Shami's complexion changed greatly:

"You are not a Great Zhou Tian Martial Master, but a Leakless Martial Master!"

Ordinary people practice martial arts first to change blood, and after the three bloods, the essence is abundant and breeds true qi, which is called a qi refining martial artist.

If you can become a martial artist, you are already a master!

Martial artists are divided into small Zhoutian, big Zhoutian, and no leakage.

Leakless martial artists are extremely rare, and they have the strength to protect themselves, and not necessarily one of them can do it among thousands of martial artists.

Fang Zheng has been in just twenty years, and he has become a great Zhou Tian martial artist from an unrestrained chicken.

Leak-free ......

No one else dares to think of it!

"Not bad."

Fang Zheng's expression was cold, and his true qi was agitated:

"Who sent you?"

"Huh!"

Xiao Shami didn't pay any attention to his inquiry, and quickly retreated with a miss, and jumped out of the stone pavilion with a dodge.

"Want to escape?"

Founder eyebrows drooping:

"Can you escape?"

His five fingers stretched out, and his fierce true qi burst out through his body, as if an invisible hand was enveloping all the places of several feet.

The little novice's fleeing figure froze suddenly.

Meanwhile.

Duancha Shami, who looked panicked, contracted his eyes, his body suddenly shot out, and a soft sword popped out of his sleeve.

Sword skills - green dragon in the sleeve!

These two little novices turned out to be all assassins!

And Duancha Shami is obviously stronger, and the sword is like a giant python spitting beads, just a flash of stabbing into the talisman Gangjin.

Martial artist!

This assassin turned out to be a powerful martial artist!

Abbot Wuyuan's face changed greatly:

"Beware, donor!"

"Ding......

The melodious sound of collision sounded.

Fang Zheng flicked his fingers, and the back shot flicked on the incoming blade, and the long-sleeved wave stirred up a violent wind.

"Peng!"

The two little novices fell to their knees in unison, and the rocks under their knees were shattered as if a mountain was pressing on their heads.

The human skin masks on their faces were also lifted by the strong wind, revealing their true colors inside.

"Say!"

Fang Fang's face remained unchanged, and it seemed that the assassination of the two did not affect his mood at all, but he said lightly:

"Who sent you?"

"All things are born to support people, and the world still complains about the unkindness of heaven." Duancha Shami gritted his teeth and sneered and roared:

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

He roared wildly, and the true qi in his body was even more wildly agitated, but he couldn't break through the suppression on his body after all.

"Seven Killing Sects?" Fangzheng's eyes moved slightly:

"Someone paid for my life, how much?"

"Five thousand taels!"

"Only five thousand taels?"

Fang Zheng shook his head regretfully:

"Fang's life is only worth five thousand taels?"

"If you know that you are a Leakless Martial Master, naturally it will not be only five thousand taels." Duancha Shami gritted his teeth:

"More than 10,000 taels!"

"Heh......" Fang Zheng asked lightly:

"Who's paying for it?"

"Don't say we don't know, you think we'll tell you if you know?" Duancha Shami sneered.

"You think that if you don't say it, Fang won't be able to ask." Fangzheng's eyebrows were lowered, and he chanted a mantra in a low voice:

"Four hours and eight festivals, born because of prosperity; God does not nourish within, but is an evil spirit outward; Gratgy, sleepless. ”

"Haste as the law!"

Ecstasy!

This is the spell of the Lushan Aconitum Sect, which Fang Zheng has mastered very early.

Now he is a strong spirit, and even the strong-willed can hardly resist such spells.

As soon as the formula was introduced, the expressions of the two 'novices' immediately became dazed.

"Huh?"

Fang Zheng was about to take the opportunity to ask, but his eyebrows suddenly raised, and then he pressed his five fingers downward.

The invisible energy that enveloped the audience immediately turned into two hanging bells, and the two 'novices' were detained in them.

The next moment.

"Boom!"

The body of the 'novice' was like a high-explosive bomb that had detonated, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the terrifying energy swept in all directions.

However, whether it was the splattered flesh and blood, or the sweeping energy, they were all bound in that few feet by the invisible strength.

"Self-destructing?"

Orthodox Eye Contraction:

"Good means!"

It is clear that both assassins have some kind of prohibition planted in their bodies, which will explode if triggered.

This ensures that no news is leaked.

Seven Killings,

It is worthy of being the world's number one assassination organization.

…………

Zen room.

Fang Zheng slowly withdrew his fingers, his face solemn.

"Master Fang."

With round eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a handsome appearance, if it is placed outside, it will definitely be pursued by countless women.

It's hard to believe that what he practiced was the Vajra Arhat method that adhered to the essence and was not close to women.

This is the round face is worried, and asks:

"Master, is there anything wrong?"

"The tea is poisonous, and there are even Gu worms hidden inside." Fang Zheng shook his head slightly:

"Please forgive Fang for not being able to do anything."

"Ahh

Round, pale complexion.

"Amitabha." Wu Yuan was lying on the bed, his face was indifferent, as if he didn't mind that his time was running out:

"Everything has a fixed number, it seems that the limit of the poor monk is approaching, there is no need to be sad in the roundness, and even if the teacher does not suffer from this catastrophe, he will not have much life."

"Fang Shi Zhu ......"

He looked square and said slowly:

"I also hope that the donor will help kill the wolf demon."

"Master rest assured." Founder's head:

"Fang is duty-bound!"

"Circularity." Wu Yuan indicated:

"Send the donor on my behalf."

"Yes."

Yuanxing lowered his head when he heard the voice, covering the rich sadness in his eyes.

Spring and summer alternate, drizzling rain.

The rain made everything in the sky and earth hazy, and the stone steps down the mountain became slippery and difficult to walk.

On both sides of the stone steps,

The sprouts of the plants and trees are already thriving, and the greenery is swaying in the wind.

The two walked up the stairs and were silent for a long time.

"If it weren't for Fang Mou to attract assassins, Master Wuyuan wouldn't have suffered this catastrophe." Fang Zheng sighed:

"Circularity."

"If there is anything useful in the Temple of Mercy and Grace, but it doesn't hurt to say it, there is no need to see it in the future."

"Amitabha." Round hands folded:

"Master Fang doesn't need to feel guilty, Master has already seen through life and death, and has long said that he will die."

"Now it should be destroyed, but it is just fate."

"Fortune, fate......" Fang Zheng stopped, and his eyes passed through the hazy rain curtain and cast his eyes into the distant city.

Liang Jiu Fang Dao:

"You go back."

"The wolf demon in the mountains doesn't need to worry, in a few days, Fang will personally kill it to comfort Master Wuyuan."

"Yes."

Circular bowing:

"Donor, please go slowly."

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Rutted and turned.

Seeing the Fangfu convoy approaching, the pedestrians on the official road avoided it one after another, and they didn't dare to look more.

This is Fang Mansion!

Gu'an County is famous for mountain goods, wood, textiles and porcelain.

thereinto

Fangfu monopolizes the majority of textiles and porcelain.

It can even be said that more than ninety percent of the textile business and porcelain trading in the county are owned by Fangfu.

Even mountain goods and timber are also involved.

At the mouth of the kiln where porcelain is burned in the mountains, there are eight families with the surname Fang, and nearly half of the people in the city rely on Fangfu to live.

Outside the city, there are countless fertile fields, and the tenants are innumerable.

It is not so much that Fangfu is the largest wealthy family in Gu'an County, but that Gu'an County belongs to Fangzheng.

county officials,

Which one doesn't eat the dividends of Fangfu's business?

In a word, Gu'an County Order must also be honestly followed, otherwise the position will be unstable.

Clerk,

It's even more that he can be abolished without a word.

The status of the county hegemon is not just talking.

"Crunch...... Crunch ......"

The rut turns.

When approaching the city gate, Wu Hai, who was driving the car, shouted:

"Master Fang is back to the city!"

At the sound of an order, the defenders of the city gate hurriedly drove away the people nearby and vacated all the positions of the city gate.

It is specially used for the passage of the Fangfu convoy.

It was not until the convoy entered the county seat that the people were allowed to enter and leave the county.

So majestic,

The people of the city have long been accustomed to it.

Fang Zheng lifted the blue satin vehicle and looked towards the streets of the city.

Gu'an County is an upper county, with a large population, developed economy and trade, and most of the houses in the city are built of bricks.

There are occasional wooden pavilions.

However, there are also poor families, with mud as walls and straw as roofs, but they can barely shelter from the wind and rain.

The mud walls are mixed with straw and washed by rainwater, making the walls uneven.

Many houses are connected together, and the structure of the former dynasty can be vaguely argued, and the poor and rich are even more distinct.

There are also different pedestrians on the streets.

There are small workers and peasants dressed in short clothes, there are also merchants in gorgeous clothes, and there are people in the rivers and lakes who are dressed in angry horses, swords and swords.

Passing through Fang City, the noise rose sharply.

Merchants from all over the world gather here, and people from all over the world come to sell their receipts.

All kinds of mountain delicacies, game, animal skins, and even handicrafts......

Bamboo floors, benches......

Sugar gourd, clay figurine......

The shops are hung with long flags, rice, grain, oil and tea, salt and wine cloth villages, gold and silver pawnshops, ...... all available.

Of course

Most of them are porcelain and cloth shops.

Gu'an County has the world-famous Lei go red porcelain, cloud weaving cloth art, foreign merchants are mostly here for this.

These two things,

It's all the property of Fangfu.

"Master Fang is back home!"

With the sound of shouting, Fang Zhengxing got out of the carriage, and a cadre of guards and servants greeted each other in an orderly manner and bowed down.

It wasn't until I came to the backyard that I was cleansed.

"Father-in-law!"

"Father-in-law!"

Two teenagers in their early teens bowed.

Fang Ping'an is a child picked up by Fangzheng, without a father or mother, and there are many lesions when he is a baby, so he is named Ping'an.

Now twelve years old, he already has a bit of an adult appearance, but his face is still a little pale.

The temperament is more elegant.

It is not martial arts that are practiced, but sorcery.

Thanks to the resources of the Fang Mansion, Fang Ping'an was already a high-level warlock, and he could cast low-level spells without the help of foreign objects.

It's not far from becoming a mage.

Another teenager was named Fang Heng.

Fang Heng's original name was Che Heng, he was Du Qiaoyun's child, and now he has the surname Fang Zheng, and his name has been changed to Fang Heng.

DU Qiaoyun,

She is one of the two hostesses in the backyard of Fangfu.

The other is the Linghu Qiucian of the Linghu family, the combination of Fangzheng and Linghu Qiucicada is more like the marriage of the two families.

Unlike Fang Ping'an, Fang Heng has a tiger head and a tiger brain, he is practicing martial arts, and he has already practiced true qi.

Eleven-year-old Qi Refining Martial Artist......

Even if it is placed in a top family and wealthy family, it is rare, and it can also be seen that his talent for martial arts is strong.

"Hmm."

Fang Fang smiled:

"Did you do your homework today?"

"It's been done a long time ago." Fang Heng waved his hand and grinned:

"Today, I insisted on seven moves under Master Duan, and Master Duan also praised me for being smart and knowing how to improvise."

"Not bad."

Fang Zheng nodded and habitually advised:

"Don't be proud."

"Hmm."

Fang Heng nodded.

Fang Ping'an was a little shy, he didn't like to talk much, he just pinched the thick book in his hand.

"Let's go play."

Fang Zheng didn't care, as long as the two children were not bad in nature, the rest didn't matter to him.

Being introverted is not a disadvantage.

Come to the back hall.

Du Qiaoyun and Linghu Qiucicada are already waiting.

Many years have passed, Du Qiaoyun is visible to the naked eye of old age and decay, she suffered too much when she was young, and no matter how nourishing she is, she can't recover.

In addition, his cultivation is too weak, and he has also had many illnesses in the past two years.

However, Ling Fox Qiu Cicada has already cultivated his true qi, and he has not given birth to children, so his state is much better.

"Sir!"

"Xianggong!"

The two women greeted him and helped Fang Zheng untie his cloak.

Du Qiaoyun felt that he was not worthy of being upright, and he kept calling him master, and he has not changed it for many years.

"Master Wuyuan sent a few taels of spiritual tea."

Fang Zheng sat down and let Linghu Qiucian knead his shoulders:

"Qiu Chan, you can send it to your father-in-law, congratulations to him for proving it and gaining a firm foothold in Fucheng."

"What's so good about Fucheng, I don't understand why my father has to move there." Linghu Qiucian shook his head and asked:

"I heard something happened on the mountain?"

"Hmm." Fang Zheng nodded:

"I met two assassins from the Seven Killing Sect who wanted to assassinate me."

"Ahh

The faces of the two women changed greatly, and Du Qiaoyun stopped tidying up her clothes and looked at her with concern.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Fang Zheng shook his head:

"They didn't know that I was Wuxuan, but they just sent two martial artists to assassinate me, so naturally it was impossible to succeed."

There are not many people who know that he is a martial artist without leakage, but there are a few of them, all of whom are close to him.

The Assassins didn't know.

The description has not been leaked.

"Seven Killing Sects!"

Ling Fox Autumn Cicada looked worried:

"I've heard of this force, the strongest killer organization in the world, and its leader is said to be a real person."

"Will they come back?"

"Probably not." Fang Zheng shook his head:

"It's not easy to assassinate a Leakless Martial Master, although the Seven Killings Sect is strong, it is impossible to arrange a top master in a remote place like Gu'an County."

"Not to mention ......"

"If the assassination fails, the Seven Killings Sect will also raise the price, and the assassination will cost tens of thousands of taels of silver, and whether the person is willing to add money is also two words."

"In any case, it's better to be careful." Du Qiaoyun is colored:

"Master, just in case you still don't go out lately."

Ling Fox Qiu Cicada nodded again and again.

"Hmm."

Fang Zheng nodded slightly.

Naturally, it was impossible for him not to go out, but at this time, the two women were worried, and there was no need to veto.

Night.

Fang Ping'an and Fang Heng each lived in their own side courtyards, and they had already gone back to rest after visiting each other in the evening.

After appeasing the two girls, Fang Zheng walked alone to the stone pavilion in the backyard.

Gently step on it.

"Buzz ......"

With the orderly operation of the true qi in the body, an invisible wave swept through the huge mansion from under his feet.

Two intertwined mystical formations took shape in perception.

Seven-Star Destiny Altar!

Gossip Qimen Array!

On top of the altar, casting spells can burst out with several times more power.

The Bagua Qimen Array belongs to the array of trapping and killing, which can reverse the perception of the person who enters the formation, and can also release the golden light of the eight doors to kill the enemy.

Suddenly.

The inside and outside of the Fang Mansion are perceived.

In this case, even if there are a few people of his strength, they can all be killed.

"The world is turbulent, and people's hearts are unstable."

Fang Zheng looked up at the sky, and said in a leisurely voice: "Now the Qi number life star that represents the Great Wei is also obscure, I am afraid that it is not far from the death of the country." ”

Even if you don't know how to count, as long as you are in the court, you can see that Wei Chao's energy is exhausted.

Such as Zhaonan Mansion......

A few years ago, there was also the Pingxi Army to suppress the rebellion.

now

Bandits breed in the four places, and the prohibition is endless.

There are wealthy families everywhere, and the court officials do not say that they manage one side, but anyone who is disobedient may lose their lives.

Just like the Gu'an County Fangfu.

The majesty of the imperial court is long gone below!

In just the thirteen counties of this prefecture, there are seventeen or eighteen forces entrenched, and Fang Mansion is just one of them.

Fang Zheng raised 3,000 private soldiers.

Others will not?

Many forces are intertwined, and they have penetrated deep into the officialdom and the army, and no one will suppress them at all.

Don't dare!

The year before last, the Pingxi Army entered Jinzhou Mansion to suppress the rebellion, but as a result, wars broke out, and the land of the province became a pot of porridge.

The imperial army almost couldn't get out.

This is no accident.

"If you want to take my life, I'm afraid that you have taken a fancy to the territory of Gu'an County, but I don't know where the force is?"

Fang Zheng muttered in his mouth:

"Fang has no intention of competing with others, he just wants to be able to live in peace in order to succeed in martial arts and magic."

"It's a pity ......"

"The trees want to be quiet and the wind doesn't stop!"

With a helpless face, he sat cross-legged, silently recited the vowel thunder method, and sank into the practice.

Whether the world is in turmoil or the heroes are competing, as long as their own strength is enough, there is no need to be afraid.

Even if you just want to keep the peace of your own one-third of an acre, you need a certain amount of strength as the base.

The city chapter is over.,It shouldn't be a ban on chapters at every turn in the future.,Ask for a monthly pass!!

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