Hua Hegen felt miserable.

Naba Tianshi and Fan Hua are at least a powerful figure, and they are completely different from him, a low-ranking tomb robber.

In the past, he saw two people on the road who didn't dare to look up, but now he wants him to convince them. Wouldn't that cost him your life?

But the real deathly ancestor is right in front of you, and it’s really impossible not to agree.

"Haha... Look at your unpromising look!"

Fang Ming laughed three times: "I see that we are destined to be together, so I will help you! I will pass on you an external skill, listen to it..."

But he suddenly remembered that in the original work, Hua Hegen also dug up a secret book of external skills, and then he began to make a fortune.

Practicing martial arts can indeed change a person's confidence and temperament.

A man with no power to tie a chicken is not comparable to another man with a back and a bear-bearing waist.

But the martial arts in this world can bring such changes to people!

Since the other party's physique is suitable for external hard skills, Fang Ming will give him his future "opportunity" now.

"Remember! I have already put some tricks on you, and it will be useless if you hide in the ends of the world... I'll give you a year, then...hehe..."

The east is white.

Hua Hegen's face was stunned. Looking at the empty place in front of him, he almost thought he was dreaming last night, but the martial arts secrets in his mind would not lie.

He stood for a long time, suddenly laughed three times, abandoned all the burial items he had stolen from behind, and walked towards the official road: "Since God has let me encounter this strange thing, it must be that I, Lao Hua, will do something! What are some obstacles?"

...

Wuliang Mountain!

This is a famous peak in Dali, with green mountains, majestic and steep, and unattainable.

In the world of the Tianlong Ba Tribe, this place is not only a famous mountain in Dali, but also a place for a great martial arts sect!

The Infinite Sword Sect!

This Wuliang Sword Sect was founded in the Later Tang Dynasty of the Five Dynasties, and its head lived in the Jianhu Palace in Wuliangshan. Since the reign of Emperor Renzong of the Song Dynasty, it was divided into three sects in the east, north and west. Every five years, disciples of the three sects competed in the Jianhu Palace to compete for the title of Wuliang Sect Master and the right to live in the Jianhu Palace!

Although the martial arts world is relatively xenophobic in the corner of Dali, and the Wuliang Sword Sect is not powerful in the Central Plains, it is also a top local snake in the Dali martial arts world! It is a tiger sitting on the ground!

At this moment, I looked around and saw the towering mountain road, the earth's air was rising, just like the mist of a god.

And in the path that seemed to lead to the fairy mountain, a young man in green was walking, and just clicked his feet and flew out a long distance, as if he had a magic trick of shrinking into an inch, not like an ordinary person.

"Wuliangshan Jianhu Palace?"

Fang Ming looked at the majestic mountain gate of the Wuliang Sword Sect in front of him, and a sneer appeared on his face: "This Wuliang Sword Sect occupied the mountain and became the king. Have you asked me if I have Dali?"

If the famous sects in the martial arts world had occupied famous mountains and rivers and established sects before, it would be an unwritten unspoken rule. As long as the head of the sect had high martial arts skills and could cope with bandits and other sects that came to cause trouble, even if he really gained a foothold, no one would cause trouble.

This matter was a common agreement, and even Fang Ming didn't feel anything wrong before.

But now it's different!

Since he was already a member of the Dali royal family and would be the lord of a country in the future, he naturally had to sit on the side of Duan's family.

These martial arts sects don’t even call each other and take up the mountain as king. Are there any land deeds? Have you asked if the government has any taxes?

Obviously, in the face of these problems, not to mention Wuliang Sword Sect, even looking at the entire martial arts world, except Shaolin and Wudang, all other sects have to feel guilty!

Duan is the nominal lord of a country, and the entire Dali territory belongs to them. Now Fang Ming is in a bad mood when he sees someone occupying his own territory to build a house.

"When I come to power, there is no need to mention the Gao Yang family. These mixed sects must be unified first. In the future, any sects will be established, and the procedures must be complete if they are established by the yamen!"

A ray of light flashed in Fang Ming's eyes.

All the kings under the world are the kings, and all the kings and ministers are the kings. This sentence is not just for fun!

He also regarded this experience as an emperor as a rare spiritual accumulation on his journey to master.

After all, you have to go through thousands of feet of worldly affairs to cultivate your heart? There is one who is more busy than an emperor and has seen all kinds of things?

Others regard being an emperor as the ultimate goal of making achievements, and some mediocre people even want to follow the wise master and are satisfied with the achievements of Jian Cong Long, but Fang Ming regards the throne as a game and a training game.

"stop!"

A green shadow flashed, and there were two young men holding swords in front of the mountain gate, with a tender face: "Who? How dare you trespass into the Wuliang Sword Sect?"

"The guardian? Are you from the East Sect or the West Sect?"

Fang Ming narrowed his eyes, as if he didn't care much about the authenticity.

Although Wuliang Sword also has a Northern Sect, it was moved to the Central Plains as a whole ten years ago, so it was naturally impossible for it to remain in Dali.

"We are under the Dongzong, who are you? Let's sign up!"

When a young man saw Fang Ming still strode forward, he choked, and the Qingfeng sword was unsheathed, and the door was kept tightly. Although in Fang Ming's view, such a level of defense was no different from the flaws.

"My name is... Duan Zhengchun, let your leader come out to see me!"

Fang Ming brushed his sleeves and said calmly.

"Our leader is busy with all kinds of things every day, how can we have time to meet you, an idle person?"

The young man in the sword recalled the famous martial arts world of Dali mentioned by his master and the masters of both good and evil. He confirmed that he did not have a person like Duan Zhengchun. The arrogance of being a disciple of a famous sect immediately came up and refused without hesitation.

"Oh... why do some people just don't understand what they say and have to ask for a fight?"

Fang Ming shook his head and sighed, but his right palm seemed to shake.

The young man was shocked, and the long sword suddenly appeared and turned into a dense net of swords, guarding himself without any leakage.

This Wuliang Sword Sect is known for its sword skills. Even if the new disciples in the sect have some advantages in sword skills. At least in Fang Ming's opinion, this young man's steps are solid and his hands are steady, which is no less than the second generation elites in the Five Mountains Sword Sect.

Unfortunately, all this is useless in front of him!

The palm shadow spread across the sky, and then quietly swept into the sword net.

The young man seemed to be guarding the sword net, which was as if nothing was in front of Fang Ming. With a click, the Qingfeng sword broke from the interruption and fell to the ground.

After two more fucks, the boy flew backwards, and two bright red slap marks immediately appeared on his face.

It was Fang Ming's mercy, otherwise the young man's life would have been lost. Even so, the disciple who fell to the ground was arrogant. When did he suffer such a loss? He fainted immediately.

"Senior Brother Zuo! Senior Brother Zuo!"

When he fell, the youngest boy behind him was even younger, with fluff on his mouth, and looked like he was about the same age as Fang Ming, was also in a state of urgency and cried in a hurry.

"Senior Brother Zuo? What is his name?"

Fang Ming looked at the young swordsman who fell on the ground and asked with some amusement.

"Left..." The other half-old child was shocked: "He... his surname is Zuo Zimu..."

"Zuo Zimu! Zuo Zimu...haha, this world is so small!"

Fang Ming smiled. Zuo Zimu was the leader of Wuliang Sword East Sect in the future. He had also been sad about Duan Yu and Zhong Ling. Is this considered to be avenging women to some extent?

"Who is the master who comes to my Wuliang Sword Sect to make trouble?"

The situation at the mountain gate naturally alarmed the people in Jianhu Palace behind. An old man with white beards and a bit of appearance, hurried over with a group of people.

"Zuo Guixin, the head of the Wuliang East Sect, has seen this friend. I don't know how the young disciple offends, and he wants to do this hard work?"

The white-bearded Zuo Guixin first carefully examined Zuo Zimu's injuries, and then he asked Fang Ming coldly.

"I want to go to Wuliang Mountain for a walk. This kid doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. He insists on stopping me and asking him to notify the head of the sect, who can I blame him?"

Fang Ming looked joking: "Dare you ask the left leader, is this Wuliang Mountain yours own? I went up the mountain, why did he stop me?"

"This Wuliang Mountain is where my Wuliang Sword Sect's mountain gate is. My Wuliang Sword has been created in this sect since the Later Tang Dynasty. All the fellow practitioners in the martial arts world in southern Yunnan know about it!"

Zuo Guixin said coldly, and he was full of pretending.

"Is that so? You said Wuliang Mountain is yours? Do you have a land deed? Have you reported it to the government?"

Fang Ming asked back.

"this……"

Zuo Guixin's face stagnated. At this moment, his heart must have been very collapsed.

When it comes to the martial arts world, which one has to report to the government when he establishes a sect? Not to mention that the people in the martial arts world are so arrogant and tired of civil affairs, even if they really go to the government, will they still have the status quo?

A noble martial arts man, who needs permission from the government to open a sect? Is this a joke?

Having said that, if you really want to be serious, this Jianhu Palace is an illegal building, so it is absolutely impossible to escape.

Therefore, Zuo Guixin immediately made a move to the universe, and his face turned cold: "You are going to Wuliang Mountain, are you here to find fault?"

听到他如此说,后面一排弟子也是哗啦哗啦地抽出了长剑,面色不善地盯着方明.

They did not see the scene where Fang Ming showed his might just now. Even if they saw it, with their knowledge, they were fearless. The ignorant were fearless. They still wanted to go up with one sword and immediately chop the guy who was looking for trouble into meat sauce.

"Find fault?"

Fang Ming touched his nose: "I can't care about you now. The so-called bad reputation and bad words are not right! You are lucky this time. As long as you take me to Wuliang Jade Bi, I will be fine!"

"What a thief!"
Chapter completed!