"Hmph, you don't have to know!"

Ling Xian'er snorted coldly, but with her appearance and a weak and angry look, she was still bright and unparalleled. If the dandy who had only had a good skin before saw her, her eyes would inevitably shine and she could not control herself.

"Ha...Let's go back!"

Fang Yuan narrowed his eyes, glanced at a certain jungle, and left the scene with his two subordinates.

"I am Wang Tianming, thank you for helping me, and I will be rewarded in the future!"

Wang Tianming looked at the direction where Fang Yuan left, and his eyes flashed with hatred, and he immediately clasped his fists to Ling Xian'er and thanked him.

"You are both children of the world, so you don't have to be polite. However, are you really going to take revenge from this Fang Xu in three years? He is not only the young leader of the Junshan Sect, but also a famous genius in the martial arts world!"

Ling Xian'er looked up and down at Wang Tianming curiously: "I'm sorry... With your qualifications and cultivation, it's probably even more difficult!"

Wang Tianming's body trembled.

The Junshan Sect is a top sect in the world, with endless masters emerging. The sect leader "Fang Tianhan" is even more innate and great perfection, ranking 49th on the Martial Arts List!

With his words and deeds, the Junshan Sect also has secret magical techniques and countless magical medicines. In addition, Fang Xu himself has extraordinary qualifications, which has achieved his current achievements.

It is all-round behind at the starting line, so how difficult it is to catch up?

"Although it's hard, I have to do it!"

Wang Tianming clenched his fists: "In three years, I will definitely catch up with his cultivation!"

Although he also learned some martial arts, they were all superficial methods taught by Taoist priest You Fang. However, when he said it, it was strong, firm will, and had some infectious power.

"Haha... It's really rare for such a stupid boy now!"

A figure flashed, and a middle-aged man in blue clothes came to the scene.

He has a clear appearance, three long beards, floating, and has the temperament of a literati, like a teacher in the countryside.

"Dad!"

Seeing this person, Ling Xian'er called out and walked forward intimately to hold the middle-aged man's arm.

This person is the leader of the Dajiang League and Lingxian's father, Emperor Xuan.

"Why are you here now? Didn't you teach that playboy a lesson just now?"

Lingxian'er acted coquettishly.

"His father is a martial arts expert and I am not good at tearing him apart..." Emperor Xuan smiled and was still confused in his heart: "Wang Xu, just a few glances before leaving, he seemed to have discovered my existence. How is this possible just a master of the Qianlong List?"

Martial arts are popular in this world, and there is a "martial list" that can appreciate the masters of the world.

The Qianlong List is a summary of the new generation of young masters. They cannot be over thirty years old, and the top of the list is at most a first-time innate realm.

With such a huge gap in strength, it is impossible to find any clues!

"I've seen the leader!"

Wang Tianming saluted respectfully.

"Okay! Are you Wang Tianming?"

Emperor Xuan looked at Wang Tianming carefully again, and somehow, a sense of joy surged in his heart: "Although he was a little stunned, he was also cute. Are you willing to join my Dajiang League? Is it a registered disciple for me?"

"Disciple is willing! Meet the master!"

Wang Tianming knelt down without hesitation and kowtowed eight times.

"Well... well, you'll follow us back to Dajiang League... There's no need to go to this Junshan Sect!"

Emperor Xuan stroked his beard and felt a little surprised.

Even Ling Xian'er next to him looked at her father in surprise. After all, Emperor Xuan was extremely strict in choosing disciples, which was well known.

However, she still agreed with not going to Junshan Sect: "That Fang Xu, I hate it so much, so I don't want to have anything to do with him!"

"good……"

Emperor Xuan looked at his daughter with a spoiled look in his eyes: "That Fang Xu is really a good match. My Xian'er's son-in-law will definitely be both civil and military, and has a noble character... Of course, the most important thing is to get into the Xian'er's eyes, haha..."

...

Junshan School.

"This world... is so real that it can't find any flaws!"

Fang Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and observed carefully all the way, and couldn't help but feel shocked: "It's worthy of being the protection arranged by the extremely evil Lord... I almost thought that He had cut a piece of the world from where he had intercepted a fragment of the world and merged with the dream... Wait for a moment! This is not impossible!"

"Young Master!"

"Hello, senior brother!"

He has an extraordinary status in the Junshan Sect, and the disciples he met along the way all took the initiative to bow and bow.

"Um!"

Fang Yuan showed off his arrogant look and strided through the playboy's memory.

"To explore this world, you must have the power to protect yourself!"

After returning to the room, closing the door, and instructing him to retreat, no one is allowed to disturb him, he sat cross-legged on the cloud bed and began to think carefully: "The laws of this world are strict, and there is only one power of martial arts true qi... Even I can't break through, it's really strange."

He is now increasingly suspicious that the dream defense arranged by the Lord of Extreme Evil is a mixed method, either mixed with the true spirit exile formation or fused a fragment of a martial arts world, making the world look extremely real.

"Although the Demon God of Heaven and Nether can break through the world's limitations... but this world seems real but not real, seems fake but not fake. It also has the nature of a real world and a dream, which makes it difficult for me to get started."

Fang Yuan sighed: "We can only follow the rules first."

Through the memory of this playboy before, he immediately realized that martial arts in this world are flourishing and warriors are at the top of the world.

However, although there are many schools, there are few true teachings. Most of the people who walk in the world are ordinary acquired realm warriors.

A congenital master is enough to dominate the country.

"The true qi returns to the original and return to the original state, which is the innate. Fang Xu has passed this level! The innate true essence in my body... However, in the innate realm, there are also first entry, middle level, peak, and great perfection in the innate realm. The gap between each small class is even greater than that of acquired to innate!"

According to his memory, an innate intermediate-level master can completely defeat two or three Fang Xu. The gap is becoming more and more obvious. After reaching the Great Perfection Realm, it can be said that group attacks are ineffective, and only those who are at the same level can compete.

"The reason for this is that the Great Perfection Master must master the artistic conception... or sword intent, in essence... is a kind of spiritual pressure or field... using this to deal with ordinary people, natural gods block the killing gods, and Buddhas block the killing Buddhas."

In the state of innate Great Perfection, the spirit will inevitably undergo qualitative changes.

And this is the secret of their unafraid of attacking low-level warriors!

The artistic release outside the country is shocking the nightclub!

Although this is a secret, Fang Xu's father Fang Tianhan had already told him.

"Just just now, the breath that was hiding aside was Emperor Xuan, the leader of the Dajiang League?"

"It seems that we should improve our strength as soon as possible, otherwise we will be beaten to death by just one hand, which would be too unlucky!"

Although death in this world is not true death, the real spirit is inseparable from sinking into the real spirit and even the body is damaged.

He closed his eyes slightly, and the innate true energy in his body moved slowly according to a certain line, and it was running the first martial art of Junshan School, "The Aohan Divine Art"!

“It’s really strange…”

After a round, Fang Yuan's face was even more surprised: "Although this technique is rough, my knowledge has not seen any flaws. In other words, even if you get it into the real world, you can practice..."

Low-level exercises also have the benefits of low-level exercises.

Because of the low realm and not much difference from the rules of the Dao, it is very adaptable.

It is like the ordinary combat skills of mortals. Even in different worlds, as long as the physiological structures are not much different, they can be used.

The same is true for this "Aohan God's Art". According to Fang Yuan's estimate, as long as it is a similar martial arts world, you can get started directly, and your adaptability is terrifyingly strong.

"Sure enough... Is there any fragment of a martial arts world integrated into this dream?"

Fang Yuan is also a great expert in playing the way of dream masters, and confirmed his previous guess: "What an extremely evil lord!"

In a simple dream, his dream master's methods can be completely cracked, and the fragments of the small world are no match for the power of the Demon God of Heaven and Underworld.

But the combination of these two and express them in a new form will increase the difficulty, which will test Fang Yuan's level and ability.

"There are three chapters in "The God of Aohan", which directly points to the great perfect state of the innate world, namely Dongxue, Lingshuang, and Aohan! Fang Xu had practiced for more than ten years before he could barely practice the winter snow chapter and break through the innate threshold!"

An internal mental technique and corresponding body movements suddenly appeared in Fang Yuan's mind.

"The cultivation of skill is not a matter of one day or another, unless you swallow some treasures of heaven and earth, such as a hundred-year-old red fruit. But now? It's impossible."

The original Fang Xu was the pride of heaven and was destined to be smooth sailing.

But when the true spirit awakens and wants to break through the dream, it will be resisted by the whole world, targeting it everywhere, and a disaster will come.

"If Fang Xu had the past, he had any treasures, but at this time, his enemy's luck increased greatly. It was impossible for him to jump off the cliff to discover the secrets of magical skills, the old man took the initiative to pass on his skills, etc.! It was like that Wang Tianming..."

Fang Yuan shook his head secretly: "My luck is greatly damaged now and I am being controlled everywhere. How can I force myself to get involved in cause and effect?"

Fortunately, because the world's rules are strict, even if God wants to do it, he cannot directly drop a lightning to kill him. After all, it is just an ordinary world.

"But under God's will, we will eventually take advantage of the situation and gradually make the situation worse. The only way is to use our strength to break the tricks!"

Fang Yuan made up his mind: "If you don't consider the growth of your skills, you can only master the artistic conception!"

"The Aohan Divine Art" is a technique that directly points to the innate Great Perfection, and of course it is also taught in artistic conception.

That was on the last page of this secret book of magical skills, there was a frost flower picture, which was mysterious. According to what Fang Tianhan said, as long as you can understand it, you can understand the artistic conception.

Unfortunately, there are many innate Junshan School, and the only one who understands it in the end is Fang Tianhan.

He also directly entered the state of great perfection in the innate world and achieved the title of Martial Arts List.

"In terms of understanding, hehe..."
Chapter completed!