Chapter 4 An Idea That Will Change the World

In the Cumulus Mountains, wails are played.

An hour after seeing Fang Junmei, the old man with the sword died and died.

A generation of heroes has passed away, and this funeral matter naturally can't be too hasty, even if everyone knows very well that after the news spreads, the other two underworld giants in Panguo, Lihu Demon Palace and Tianyu Building, as well as those white dao sects, will definitely make big moves.

Leng Qianqiu showed an extraordinary skill, and at the same time of mourning, he built the mountain up and down the mountain like an iron bucket, and arranged a lot of it in the open and in the dark.

However, all of this has nothing to do with Fang Junmei.

As the heir, together with Leng Qianqiu and Shu Chuchu, after burying the old man with the sword, Fang Junmei locked himself in the room and did not come out for two or three days, as if he had entered a long-term retreat.

......

In the room, the light was dim.

In the high corner of the wall, a spider web was slanted, and on top of the spider web, a mosquito flapped its wings violently, trying to get rid of the shackles of the spider web, but it did not know that it fell deeper and deeper, and became more and more tightly entangled.

And at a glance, a spider was walking step by step, and its eyes were as cold as a blade.

Fang Jun sat cross-legged on the bed, tilted his head sideways, staring at two good-looking eyebrows, looking at all this, the look in his eyes was as if he was a child who had just begun to understand the world, full of curiosity and surprise.

It wasn't until after burying the old man with the sword that Fang Junmei had the opportunity to figure out the mystery of the Three-Breath Divine Stone.

Generally speaking, like Fang Junmei, a top master who has advanced to the innate realm, as long as he concentrates his mind on the five senses, the sensitivity of the five senses will be greatly increased, and the external world will also show some kind of traces that seem to be moving slowly and can be captured more clearly.

But the subtlety of the Three-Breath Divine Stone is far more than that.

The first time was the distance, the old man with the sword said that it was three hundred zhang before he died, but that was relative to his deep internal force, Fang Junmei could only feel less than a hundred zhang now, according to his estimate, the deeper the internal force, the farther the distance he felt.

The second is time, as long as the internal force is input into it, all the movement within the distance of 300 zhang will slow down, although it is only three breaths slower, but if it is a continuous input of energy, this feeling of slowness, theoretically will exist forever, that feeling, as if coming to another world, can not be described in words.

It's a pity that with Fang Junmei's current internal force, even if it is all consumed, it can only be used ten times, and after ten times, it will have to wait for the internal force to recover before using it.

Finally, there is this relative speed, no matter how fast the outside world moves, it can be slower than three breaths. In the life of the old man with a sword, there are countless masters, and there are even more masters who make quick moves, but no one's moves can be so fast that the three-breath divine stone is invalid.

The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken.

The purpose of this is to make the opponent imperceptible, and if it is caught, it means that you can find the flaws in the opponent's moves, launch a counterattack, and the situation of life and death will be reversed.

"Things are good things, but even without the help of such things, I am confident that within ten years, I will be invincible in the rivers and lakes, and I will not need to see the mountains a few times in my life." ”

Fang Junmei withdrew the internal force poured into the three-breath divine stone in his hand, retracted his gaze, and muttered to himself, with an indescribable look on his face.

He was already a little precocious, he had experienced the death of an old man with a negative sword, and he had a feeling that his heart had been vicissitudes, and the green beard between the corners of his mouth seemed to have become a little thicker in a short period of time, revealing the taste of a mature man, who would have thought that he was only twenty-five years old.

Stand up and open the door.

......

Fang Junmei clasped his hands, leaned against the door, looking at the mountains like green daisies in the distance, the drizzle was sprinkled, shrouded in rain and mist, Fang Junmei's eyes were depressed and calm, and unconsciously, he thought of the place outside the mountain.

Thinking of the place outside the mountain, Fang Junmei's eyes gradually lit up, and he reached into his arms and took out the green jade that was broken in half. Among them, the sword shape still exudes a subtle light.

Looking at this green jade, the scene of the immortal fight that day, once again floated in Jun Mei's mind, like a big wave set off by a strong wind, impacting his heart, and his chest rose and fell.

“...... I'm going to go out of the mountains and have a look, yes, I should go out and have a look, I'm going to—see the wider world!"

Fang Junmei's eyes were slightly blank at first, and a thought appeared in his heart.

Then the essence in his eyes became brighter and brighter, as if he was about to burn into a flame, and he said this sentence unconsciously.

After saying this, Fang Junmei's body shook, as if he had been reborn, out of control, his gloomy breath was scattered and empty, and his gaze became unusually firm.

Today's Fang Junmei, how could he have thought that this one idea would change a world in the future.

This person is a man who does what he says, and after deciding to settle down, he immediately went into the house first, wrote two letters, one for Leng Qianqiu and one for Shu Chuchu, and put them on the table.

Putting down the envelope, Fang Junmei seemed to remember something, shook his head again, tore the two letters into pieces, and walked out of the door.

......

When he went out of the room, he went west, and he did not hold an umbrella, but walked alone in the drizzle.

Between heaven and earth, the rain was connected, making the light of the afternoon a little dim, as if the atmosphere of the entire Jianbei Mountain City was suffocating.

Only Fang Junmei's snow-white warrior suit insisted on being alone in the dark, as if emitting a faint white light.

In the top of this mountain city, except for Fang Junmei, there was no one walking, and it was extremely quiet.

Fang Junmei was dressed in white, coming and going in the rain, his figure was straight and sluggish, and his speed was neither hurried nor slow.

Without opening the Three-Breath Divine Stone again, Fang Junmei's spiritual sense of the top master could already clearly feel that the gaze of the elite guards in the bright and dark places fell on him silently, and quickly took it back.

These guards were undoubtedly arranged by his senior brother Leng Qianqiu, and they may not have no intention of spying on him.

Fang Jun's eyebrows were bright, and his gaze became deeper and deeper.

The path paved with blue bricks is long and narrow, after turning several corridors, Fang Junmei entered an independent small courtyard, the courtyard is lush with flowers and plants, swaying slightly in the wind and rain, revealing a bit of feminine atmosphere, and the owner of the courtyard is Shu Chuchu.

On the side of the gate, under the lantern, stood two beautiful women.

"I've seen Young Master Junmei. ”

Seeing Fang Jun's eyebrows, the two maidservants hurriedly saluted, and one walked up with an umbrella.

Fang Junmei nodded and said, "Tell my junior sister that I want to meet her and have a few words with her." ”

A woman went in to report, and a woman held an umbrella for Fang Junmei.

Fang Junmei stopped in the rain, remembered something, his eyes suddenly swept the direction outside the small courtyard, his eyes were shining, and he shouted: "The people outside the courtyard, all roll me two miles away, if there is anyone who does not leave within ten breaths, I will immediately open the killing ring, but I want to see if Leng Qianqiu will protect you!"

The sound was like thunder, and the little maid next to her first changed her face with horror, and her delicate body trembled.

Outside the dimly lit courtyard, there were no human voices or human figures, but Fang Junmei's ears could clearly capture at least a dozen subtle fluttering sounds, and after his words fell for two or three breaths, he flew away in all directions.

Fang Junmei snorted coldly and entered the reception hall.

Soon, Shu Chuchu arrived, and the su did not take off.

"Second Senior Brother, why are you so angry?"

Shu Chuchu is a gentle person, after arriving, he asked with a smile, and personally served Fang Junmei a cup of tea, the sad color between his eyebrows has not yet dissipated, like a begonia after the rain.

A wisp of fragrant wind came into the nose, and Fang Junmei's dissatisfaction gradually dissolved.

"Those eagle dogs under Senior Brother are becoming more and more presumptuous, and even you and I have to be monitored!"

Fang Junmei said in a deep voice, took the teacup, as if drinking, and drank the tea in a big gulp, looking like a man with a true temperament.

Hearing this, Shu Chuchu smiled reluctantly, although her kung fu was not as good as Fang Junmei, how could she not feel the abnormality on the mountain, it was by no means completely to deal with the external wind and rain.

"The senior brother and the second senior brother haven't seen each other for a long time, and there has never been any conflict, you two shouldn't have a conflict so soon. ”

Shu Chuchu closed the door.

"I've seen a lot of people like him, all of them are ruthless overlords, and they will never allow any opposition to appear in the forces under their control, whether it is you or me, they are all threats to him. Especially me, what I have done in the past few years, I am afraid that I have already aroused his vigilance and become a thorn in his side. Now that the master is dead, of course he has no fear. ”

Fang Junmei's voice was faint, and he said casually, his expression had calmed down.

"As soon as the master goes, is the three of us going to fight among ourselves and ruin his life's work? If this result is what he is willing to see, I am afraid that before he goes, he will make all kinds of arrangements. ”

Shu Chuchu's eyes were tangled and painful.

Fang Junmei's eyes also stared when he heard this, and his two good-looking eyebrows wrinkled, what the hell did he want, how to deal with Leng Qianqiu?