Chapter 958 is a teacher

As soon as Yang Fan came to the Aoxian Mansion, he saw his disciple Fang Zhen, who was already waiting outside the mansion.

At this moment, Fang Zhen's eyes were slightly ruddy, but his gaze was firm and earnest, as if he had undergone a test of life and death.

"Master, from today onwards, we can cultivate here with peace of mind. ”

Fang Zhen held a sword-shaped token in his hand, glowing with a golden light, and the sword-shaped mountain-like mansion opened an entrance where the glow flowed.

Yang Fan immediately guessed what his disciple Fang Zhen had experienced during the time he was separated from him.

As soon as the entrance opened, a silver-dressed beauty walked out of the Aoxian Mansion, a slender and elegant shadow, under the light of the faint glow, showing the charming state of the mí people, beautiful and refined, charming but not demonic.

Every move, word and deed is in line with the space of heaven and earth, and there is no flaw in the beautiful nature.

Yang Fan was moved, and every detail of the NV in front of her coincided with the spatial fluctuations, putting her in a perfect and flawless position.

On the contrary, Yang Fan fell into a situation full of flaws.

He is silent, not happy or sad for his current situation, and maintains the situation of no waves in the past and present.

"Giggle......" A pleasant voice like a silver bell came, and the silver-clothed beauty looked at Yang Fan and smiled lightly: "I have already learned from Fang Zhen's child's mouth, and I am waiting here, and it is really Fang Yan's honor to meet Mr. Yang now." ”

Under the scrutiny of the silver-dressed beauty, Yang Fan felt an invisible oppression of the gods, merging with the space, and was already able to compete with the Tianluo Warden who was chased out that day.

I didn't expect to be able to meet a powerhouse of this level when I first came to the Fang family.

Da Luo Jin Xian.

The deterrent power of these four words was enough to make hundreds of millions of cultivators of Tianchen Star worship in awe.

Fang Zhen hurriedly introduced Yang Fan.

It turned out that this silver-clothed beauty was actually the right elder of the Fang family's main clan, who had never shown mountains and rivers, mysterious and elegant, and high up.

Listening to what Fang Zhen meant, this Elder of Power was very curious about himself, and he came to the Aoxian Mansion to wait.

"Master, elders, please join the discussion. ”

Fang Zhen invited the silver-clothed beauty and Yang Fan in, there were already maids waiting for them inside, and they were sincerely afraid to serve refreshments.

After the two of them sat down, Fang Zhen was in the first place.

After some politeness.

The silver-clothed beauty looked at Yang Fan, and asked a little puzzled: "Look at the qi, Mr. Yang seems to have some symptoms, he is a little weaker than ordinary people, or he will bring you some elixir to replenish qi and blood another day." ”

"No need. Yang Fan coughed, stroked his beard, shook his head, and said: "My illness is all caused by practicing a set of absurd ancient skills: hundreds of years ago, during the practice process, I accidentally went mad and almost died. Although he was lucky to save his life, his longevity was greatly reduced, and his vitality continued to pass, and the limit was not far away......"

In the end, Yang Fan's eyes were gloomy, and his face was full of vicissitudes of helplessness.

When the silver-dressed beauty heard this, she actually believed it a little, and secretly thought in her heart: This Mr. Yang knew that the limit was not far away, so he wanted to use the rest of his life to cultivate a peerless master.

Then, not long after talking, the silver-dressed beauty retreated.

Before leaving, Yang Fan could feel that this NV's interest in himself was not as strong as before.

This played into his hands.

"Master, are your symptoms really caused by your cultivation of miraculous skills?

Fang Zhen's face showed a little unbearable.

Yang Fan nodded.

In a way, he wasn't lying.

The miraculous skill he cultivated was the Immortal Secret Technique.

The so-called longevity limit is indeed true, he is really about to die.

Yang Fan estimated that in five or six hundred years, he would enter the late stage of the wheel fruit.

At that time, death was before his eyes.

"You are so good at cultivating, if before you die, you can see with your own eyes that you are promoted to True Immortal Ninth Fold, or Da Luo Golden Immortal, you will be very happy as a teacher. ”

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth smiled slightly.

Fang Zhen felt a kind of light breeze from his master's expression, as if he didn't care about the so-called longevity limit.

What kind of person is Shizun, and what kind of past has he had?

Fang Zhen suppressed the doubts in his heart.

He understood that there were some things that the master was unwilling to say, and even if he asked himself, it would be useless.

Next, apart from occasionally attending major meetings in the clan, Fang Zhen spent most of his time in retreat and cultivation in the Ao Immortal Mansion.

He is the key cultivation object of the family, not only has the guidance of his master Yang Fan, Elder Yinsheng and others, but also often asks him about his cultivation status and gives answers to his cultivation problems.

Yang Fan once said to him: "In the general direction, the teacher can give you some guidance, if it is the details of cultivation, the two elders will be better at it." ”

What he said is also true.

Yang Fan's cultivation path is only more than a thousand years. And the right elder of the family, who has obtained the Great Luo Jin Immortal Rank, has lived for at least millions of years, and is more familiar with the specific cultivation problems.

In terms of cultivation resources, whatever Fang Zhen needed, the Fang family master would spare no room for support.

For this reason, many geniuses in the clan have quite a few complaints.

In the hundred years that Fang Zhen had settled in Fang Tiancheng, his success had already reached the fifth level of True Immortal.

From the True Immortal Quadruple to the True Immortal Fivefold, it only took a hundred years.

Yang Fan knew that Fang Zhen was not far from the True Immortal Sixfold.

Talent bloodline, perseverance, cultivation resources, chance, luck...... This kind of condition, Fang Zhen is not lacking in everything, and even makes ordinary people look up to it.

Since meeting Yang Fan, his fate has taken an astonishing turn.

Where is he going, and how far is he going?

No one can estimate.

On this day, Fang Zhen encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation, walked out of the Aoxian Mansion, wandered around with his hands, and walked to a beautiful place, when he suddenly felt a sense and closed his eyes.

He is handsome and tall, standing in the Peach Blossom Creek River, which naturally attracts nearby NV cultivators.

"Sister Ming, he is the first genius of the current family, the owner of the Aoxian Mansion...... Fang Zhen. ”

A yellow-shirted nv pulled a fairy and outstanding cui yi nv beside him, grinned, and did not forget to secretly stare at Fang Zhen, who was full of understanding.

This cuiyi nv son is the contemporary rookie of the Fang family, with a noble birth, a beautiful appearance, and the reputation of the first pearl in the clan.

"It is said that the owners of the Aoxian Mansion in the past dynasties, in the future, will be able to obtain the Da Luo Jin Immortal Position, this is true...... is not only a superhuman talent, but also a talent. ”

In Cuiyi's eyes, there are ripples of color.

......

Half a year later.

Yang Fan found that the apprentice had been going out a lot recently, and his cultivation was not so racing.

After inquiring, Yang Fan learned that his disciple Fang Zhen was with the most beautiful NV son in the clan, "Fang Ming Yù", and had trysts from time to time.

Upon learning of this, Yang Fan immediately asked his disciples.

"Master, this is the child's fault, and he has lived up to the high expectations of the teacher. ”

Fang Zhen panicked, "plopped", and knelt on the ground.

"If you like it, marry a double cultivator as soon as possible, and don't delay your cultivation future because of this. ”

Yang Fan said lightly.

He was not opposed to the love between cultivators, but he did not want the disciples to be entangled in this regard.

"Yes, Master!!"

Fang Zhen was overjoyed, he didn't expect the master's mentality to be so detached.

You must know that the two power elders who taught him had sternly warned that it was best not to get involved in male nv love until he obtained the Da Luo Jin Immortal Throne.

Two months later, Fang Zhen took that Miss Fang Ming to the Aoxian Mansion and let the master take a look.

His parents died early, and Yang Fan can be regarded as his closest elder.

Yang Fan glanced at it a few times, this Miss Fang Ming, regardless of her background, qualifications, appearance, and conversation, was extraordinary, nodded secretly, and didn't say anything.

Fang Ming yù also secretly looked at Fang Zhen, the legendary master, but he didn't expect that it was the old gentleman who was about to step into the limit of longevity.

"I've seen Mr. Yang. Fang Ming bowed and was generous.

Soon, Fang Zhen and this Miss Ming became double cultivators in a very low-key manner, and did not hold any grand ceremonies.

However, in the third year when Fang Zhen and Miss Ming Yù became double cultivators, a "bad star" returned to Fang Tiancheng.

Fang Zhen ...... Get the hell out of here!!"

A silver-armored young man wearing a purple and gold crown, with seven colorful clouds on his head, stood proudly in the sky, coldly looking at the Aoxian Mansion below.

"It's ...... him"

Fang Ming yù flower Rong loss sè.

"What's going on?"

After Fang Zhen asked, he learned that this purple-crowned young man, named Fang Changyu, was the young master of the contemporary Fang family, and in just one or two thousand years, he had cultivated to the sevenfold realm of true immortals, and he was the pride of the heavens in the clan.

Before Fang Zhen entered the Fang Mansion, Fang Changyu pursued Miss Ming Yù hard, made a little progress, but did not succeed, and then because of the clan rules, he went out to practice for a hundred years, and then came back.

Fang Changyu is simply angry, he has been pursuing Ming Yù for so many years, although the progress is not big, but there is always hope.

But as soon as he returned, he found that he loved his son and was married to someone else.

"Fang Zhen, I'm going to duel with you!!"

Fang Changyu shouted angrily, brandishing a bronze halberd in his hand, rolling thunder and flames, and the momentum was violent, covering the Proud Immortal Mansion.

"How can this be!!"

Fang Zhen was also angry, feeling that this person came to rob his wife?

"Xianggong, don't go out, Fang Changyu is a true immortal sevenfold high-ranking immortal, you are not his opponent......"

Fang Zhen didn't care about his wife's obstruction, he was furious and killed.

Yang Fan saw these scenes in his eyes and did not stop them.

After half a cup of tea.

On the Fang clan heavy land, Douxiantai.

"Fang Zhen, do you really want to fight with Fang Changyu on the Douxian Terrace, whether you live or die?"

The right elder is a silver-clad beauty, and his face is solemn.

She deeply understands how big the difference in strength is between the middle true immortal and the upper true immortal.

One is a five-fold median immortal and one is a six-fold median immortal.

Although Fang Zhen had an unparalleled bloodline talent, it was probably unrealistic to challenge the upper-rank True Immortal.

"Yes. Fang Zhen nodded, with a resolute expression.

There are not a few children of the Fang clan who watched this battle.

The duel between the two geniuses of the family is exciting.

It's a pity that this is a duel with unequal and unfair strength.

Fang Ming was naturally worried about his father-in-law. Although they have not been together for a long time, they are married for a hundred days.

"Senior Yang, please stop this duel quickly!!"

Fang Ming yù begged Yang Fan with a crying voice.

Yang Fan's face was not shocked, he shook his head slightly, and did not stop it.

The silver-robed beauty was also slightly stunned, her eyes turned to Yang Fan, but she didn't expect Fang Zhen's master to arrive.

It's just that why didn't he stop his disciple and Fang Changyu from fighting this unequal battle?

(2nd Update...... ）