Chapter 9: The Cultivator's Faction

"Okay, Brother Fang, contact Li Weilong, ask him to drive over, and I'll tell Little Brother Fang about the exact matter. Seeing the impatient look of the party, Ren Pingsheng said.

"Okay. Hearing Ren Pingsheng's words, Fang Changqing said.

"Na," seeing Fang Changqing leaving, Fang asked, "I've always wondered, why are you lower than him in strength?"

It took me half a year to break through the first layer of the day after tomorrow, one year on the second floor, three years on the third floor, five years on the fourth floor, and seven years on the fifth floor, and I have not broken through again. Sixteen and a half years to break through the fifth floor. And Fang Changqing has only been on the sixth floor of the day after tomorrow for a total of fifteen years. So what do you say is more popular than death! By the way, how long did it take you to spend the third layer the day after tomorrow?" Ren Pingsheng said.

"If I say two nights, will I be slapped to death...... Fang Fang thought to himself, and quickly changed the subject: "Now, don't talk about this, how do you know my name and address?"

"Who are we, the National Security Bureau! It's not lax to check a person's information?" glanced at one side, Ren Pingsheng said.

"Well, forget about that. "One party was very hurt after hearing this.

"Although the National Security Bureau is not under the direct jurisdiction of the state, it is the largest martial arts organization in China except for the four major factions, and because the National Security Bureau is responsible for extending a hand when the country is in danger, the state also takes great care of it. Ren Pingsheng said.

"The four major factions, the four majors?" asked one party after hearing the amazing news

"Don't you know, then who gave you the cultivation method?" Hearing this question, Ren Pingsheng wondered. After all, the fame of the four major sects was known to all cultivators.

"Well, my master didn't tell me. Hearing this, Fang Fang looked like he hurriedly made up a master to come out, one can dispel Ren Pingsheng's doubts, and the other can be used as a backer.

"Okay, then I'll tell you about it, the four major factions are: Shaolin, Cihang Jingzhai, Wudang, Beggar Gang and Maoshan. On the surface, they are all in the landscape business, but in fact, they all have their own cultivation space, which is another small world. There are also some other cultivation sects, which are called the Hidden Sect together with the four major sects. In addition to the hidden gate, the biggest is the National Security Bureau, the National Security Bureau has a headquarters in Beijing and a branch in each city, and today we will go to the branch in Z City first. Further down the National Security Bureau, there are eight major families, namely: Ximen, Dongfang, Nangong, Beiming, Zhao, Li, Wang, and Ma. The four major families are known to have more than two innate martial artists in each family. If it is good, each branch of the National Security Bureau has one, and if it is bad, it is more than ten floors the day after tomorrow, and there are five headquarters. The hidden door is the scum all over the ground, the day after tomorrow is as many as a dog, and the congenital people are also very many, as far as the four major factions are concerned, the eighteen known congenital realm powerhouses of Shaolin, the twelve of Wudang, the nine of Cihang Jingzhai and the nine of Maoshan, but most of them are below the congenital four layers. But you don't usually see people from the hidden door. Ren Pingsheng didn't ask any more about the answer of the party.

"By the way, you said that you have a master, so do you know what realm he is?" suddenly thought of something, Ren Pingsheng asked.

"I don't know, the master is very mysterious, and he took the initiative to contact me. "If you want to make it up, you have to make it up to the end, so it's a one-way street.

"Hey, Li Weilong has arrived, come down!" At this time, Ren Pingsheng's walkie-talkie rang, and Fang Changqing said.

"Well, let's go. After saying hello, Ren Pingsheng went downstairs first, and said as he walked: "This Fang Changqing is really rude." ”

Resisting the urge to load items into the system, one party reluctantly carried things downstairs.

Following Ren Pingsheng, the party saw Fang Changqing and Li Weilong in their mouths, so they called over with an appraisal technique.

Li Weilong's realm: the second floor of the day after tomorrow

Strength: 9 (Normal: 1.0) Affects caster's attack

Constitution: 9 (normal: 1.0) affects one's physical strength

Energy: 7 (normal: 1.0) affects one's energy recovery

Dexterity: 13 (Normal: 1.0) affects your speed

Vitality: 8 (Normal: 1.0) affects the self's injury recovery

Skill: Reactive Method: Kamikaze Martial Skill: Smooth Wind; Military Gymnasium, Intermediate Pilot, Beginner Firearms Mastery

Li Weilong saw Wang Fangfang's expression a little unhappy and said, "Elder Fang, can such a big little kid hold you two personally invite? ”

"Hmph, you're too much, drive your car. Hearing Li Weilong's words, Ren Pingsheng said angrily. Can a seventeen-year-old acquired third-layer martial artist be that simple? And he also has a teacher who doesn't know the depths. As for Li Weilong, who is 27 years old and has just acquired the second floor, Ren Pingsheng certainly knows which is more important.

"Yes. Li Weilong looked at one side unwillingly, and there was a trace of resentment in his eyes.