Nine little heads were crowded at the back of the car, looking greedily at Prince Fang's palace getting further and further away.

Until they turned the corner and could no longer be seen, the nine people still stared in vain at the familiar scenery around them that was gradually disappearing.

Finally, the tears became a river again.

The familiar scenery finally disappeared completely, replaced by the distant road ahead and the ever-changing unfamiliarity all around.

Jiu Xiao cried loudly.

Sikong Dou sat on the carriage shaft and ignored the cries of the nine little guys.

He understands very well.

This is not because the little guys are emotionally fragile, but it is human nature.

Coupled with my young age, this situation is too normal now. When you experience it more in the future, you will know how childish the crying today is.

But even Sikong Dou didn't expect that after leaving Prince Fang's Mansion today, even he himself would never see Prince Fang's Mansion again!

This was the last time Ren Chun and the others saw Prince Fang's Mansion.

Walk out of East Lake and onto the road.

Slowly, the scenery on the roadside began to attract the attention of the little ones. Each one of them looked around curiously with their eyes swollen.

After all, he is a child and his attention is easily diverted.

After crossing two mountains, cross the Sanshui Bridge.

A fierce momentum rose into the sky from behind. It circled back and forth high in the sky and lingered for a long time.

Sikongdou waved his hand and drove away without looking back.

But Ren Chun and others were very sensitive and asked eagerly: "Grandpa, are you the eldest brother?"

"Is it Big Brother who is here to see us off?"

"Isn't that right, grandpa?"

Jiu Xiao looked at Sikong Dou with hopeful eyes, anxious and longing.

Facing nine pairs of clean and clear eyes, Sikong Dou finally nodded helplessly: "Yes, your eldest brother sent you here, and he went back."

"Ouch~~~~"

Jiu Xiao suddenly cheered: "Big brother is here to see us off!"

"Big brother is still here to see us off!"

"Big brother doesn't want us!"

Cheering, but tears streaming down my face.

This fierce aura sent by Fang Chelai is the most powerful sense of security in Jiuxin!

Suddenly I wasn't afraid of anything.

But I can't help but want to cry and shed tears. I can't control it no matter what.

…

Fang Che really didn't want to give it away.

But considering the sensitivity of the little ones, I still sent him some way out after all.

"After all, I'm still young and it's hard to get better. I'd better take care of my soul."

Fang Che is naturally not that sentimental.

After Jiuxiao left, he asked Zhao Shanhe for leave: "It will take seven to eight days to retreat."

Zhao Shanhe readily agreed, and then complained: "Mr. Fang, you ask for leave too frequently."

Fang Che asked: "Is it not enough money to go out for inspection this time? Is it time for Chief Zhao to pay me back for the last few accounts?"

"Mr. Fang, just rest peacefully and everything will be fine, no matter how long it takes! If the sky falls, I, Zhao Shanhe, will hold it up!"

Zhao Shanhe immediately took over everything.

"snort!"

Fang Che snorted coldly and cut off the communication directly.

He murmured and cursed: "Bitch, if you don't ask him for payment, he really thinks he is the commander-in-chief, and he doesn't care who has the final say in Southeast now."

"I informed you just to give you face... I actually want to slap you on the nose! Next time I come to your house and ask for a debt!"

Mr. Fang entered the study room calmly.

The entrance to the underground chamber was opened.

closure.

Then enter the secret room, open the deeper secret room again, go down several levels, and finally reach the bottom and most spacious secret room.

There are all kinds of facilities inside.

Moreover, the top, bottom, left and right are paved with the most precious wooden boards, which isolates all moisture and even makes it very dry.

Breathe easily and have good ventilation.

Fang Che sat down cross-legged on a jade futon in the middle.

Start practicing.

After nine rounds of power, Fang Che took out the black jade box when he felt that his whole body was in harmony.

After thinking about it, he took a mouthful of the elixir that assists the soul, consciousness, and soul cultivation.

Just in case of emergency.

You must know that this is the Kongming Sword that can compete with Zheng Yuandong, the chief leader of the Soli-Orthodox Sect.

In Fang Che's understanding, it is on the same level as Junlin's Nine Styles, and this time there is no remnant soul like Junlin to protect it.

If you are not careful, something might really happen.

Then he remembered something, and Fang Che communicated with Five Spirit Gu and sent a message to Yan Beihan: "I occasionally have an epiphany, and I need to retreat for half a month."

Fang Che didn't want to be scolded again.

Yan Beihan replied instantly: "Mr. Fang, good luck."

Done!

Opening the black jade box, sure enough, there were three simple but extremely rounded jade slips inside.

I took out the first jade slip and saw the words "Kong Ming Xin Fa" engraved on it.

The other two are written respectively, Kongming Sword Technique and Kongming Body Technique.

Fang Che understood it without thinking carefully.

It should be the combination of mind method, sword method, and body method, which is the complete Kongming Sword Technique!

Simple and clear.

Fang Che picked up the first jade slip of Kong Ming Xin Fa and gently placed it against his forehead.

The mental power is slowly outputted, not in a hurry, but gradually in contact with the inheritance in the jade slips.

Finally, a simple thought began to slowly transmit towards Fang Che.

The speed is not fast, and it is not as violent as imagined.

Fang Che was half relieved at first.

Be attentive and receive quietly.

Then he understood what Sikong Ye meant when he said, "It's best to leave a few days to come out."

Because, it is just a mental method, and it has been transmitted for half an hour and is still not finished.

Not to mention that Fang Che has digested and understood it. He still doesn’t know what’s in it, but just takes it in.

In the space of spiritual consciousness.

The divine phaseless jade flies up and down; two small iron pieces separate and close together, as if playing allegro.

A full hour later.

The transmission of the mind method is completed.

Fang Che only felt a slight swelling in his head and breathed a sigh of relief.

The mind sinks into the world of spiritual consciousness.

When I came into contact with the inheritance, I immediately fell into a mysterious artistic conception.

An old voice slowly sounded: "Descendants, when you hear what I said, it should have been a long time ago. It is too difficult to find someone who can pass on the Kongming Sword Technique. I have spent my whole life and can't do it."

I haven’t found a suitable successor, and I don’t know if you will get it until I am thousands or tens of thousands of years away.”

"The Kongming Sword Technique is not an ancestral inheritance of my sect. It was acquired accidentally in a lake of blood and rain when I was young. Its origin cannot be tested."
To be continued...