"The reason I went to Sanshengao was to worship fellow Taoist He, as for the other people of the Kunlun Sect..." After a pause, Fang Zhixing sighed: "No one can be seen!"

"No one is worth watching!" After all, Yang Xiao didn't agree with this. After all, even in his heart, no one could catch his eyes on the Kunlun Sect. But he was puzzled by Fang Zhixing's admiration and asked again: "I am ignorant and do not know what the Kunlun Sect's martial arts are... What is the wonderfulness of the martial arts of He Senior, and it is worthy of the great master's praise?" He Zudao did not follow the Central Plains in his later years, and Yang Xiao was too late to live. When he came to the Western Regions, He Zudao had passed away. Therefore, although he had heard of the name of the "Three Saints of Kunlun", he did not know much about He Zudao's martial arts. He had only heard some rumors, and most of them could not count them.

"How is martial arts?" Hearing this, Fang Zhixing shook his head and said, "You can ask this, which shows that you are still far from being far away. When I first met, I, He, was only in my prime, and had become the number one master of the Kunlun Sect. At that time, the Kunlun Sect lived in the Western Regions and had little communication with the Central Plains martial arts world, which was far inferior to the current martial arts sect. However, because of this, He, he, was able to find another way and take his own path. The reason why he passed away early at a young age is that it is because of this.

Because of the injuries left by exploring alone, he, like your great-grandfather, is a person who seeks the truth!" At this point, he thought that although he had gained a lot in the past few decades, he had never been able to go to the next level and break through the limits of heaven and man, and he couldn't help feeling sad. Although he learned the lessons of his previous life and attached great importance to nourishing his body, he has been nearly two years old and I don't know how many years he can live. After all, he is just like He Zudao. He is just on the road.

With emotion in his heart, Fang Zhixing's face unconsciously showed it. Yang Xiao has long been used to it with him these days. He had to keep asking for advice and leave it to the future.

After that, there was nothing to say. The two of them were busy, and they walked faster. Not long after, they arrived at Shuwang Peak. This peak was the residence chosen by Yang Dingtian after Yang Dingtian disappeared and Yang Xiao and the Demon Cult broke up. It has only been a few years now, and the mountain is still quite simple. Finally, Fang Zhixing didn't care about this, which made Yang Xiao relieved.

"Sitting forgot, sitting forgot... Xiaoer, your mountain is called "Sitting forgot. I guess you have gained a lot from this. Can you talk to Master Zeng?" After settling down, Fang Zhixing said to Yang Xiao. His disciple Sun Wu's talent is pretty good, and he can even be called extraordinary, but in other aspects, it is really far from being inferior. Since Fang Zhixing encountered it, he wouldn't mind beating it.

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiao's mind moved, but he couldn't guess what Fang Zhixing wanted to ask about this, so he had to follow his own guess. He replied: "The Great Master of Zhuangzi" says, "It is said that "falling into the body, abandoning intelligence, and leaving the body to know. It is the same as the great master, which is called sitting and forgetting." What does Master Zeng think?" But he knew that Fang Zhixing's life was good at Taoism, and quoted Taoist classics to answer.

"It's not what I thought, it's what you thought? Since you answered by quoting "Zhuangzi", what did you do with Zhuangzi's words "Chongzi"?" Fang Zhixing has lived for so many years and can't see Yang Xiao's little thoughts, but he was not upset and continued to ask.

Although Fang Zhixing was neither happy nor angry, Yang Xiao couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, knowing that his answer did not satisfy his master. Thinking of this, he had to temporarily put away other thoughts and began to think carefully. He was extremely talented, but because he was too smooth and negligent in discipline, he became arrogant and conceited. At this time, under Fang Zhixing's pressure, when he thought so seriously, he suddenly felt that his past actions seemed completely contrary to what Zhuangzi said about "sitting forgot". He couldn't help but sweat and understood the meaning of Master Zeng's question.

Seeing Yang Xiao trembling and sweating profusely, Fang Zhixing nodded in his heart and continued to beat, "The Master of Chongyang Youyun, the martial arts of a person is very related to his dignity and knowledge. Guo Daxia was very talented at the time, but whether it was the leader of the Hong Gang or the uncle of Master Zhou, he was full of eyes on him, because of his mind and perseverance. For example, your uncle, who was called "Dingtian" in the world, and when it comes to martial arts, he really deserves the word "Dingtian". This is his dignity. Your talent is not inferior to your uncle, and he is even better than that of him, but his achievements are far less than that of him. Do you understand the reason?"

This sentence made Yang Xiao feel ashamed, but a little excited. Although Fang Zhixing did not give him any specific martial arts skills, what he taught was the truth that people with great martial arts must understand if they wanted to go further. The examples he gave were all the top masters in the world. Seeing that Master Zeng had such high expectations for him, Yang Xiao naturally felt ashamed, and his goal in his heart became more firm.

"Zeng Zhizu, if you have a request for something, please let Zu Zeng Zhizu agree!" Yang Xiao calmed down and said to Fang Zhixing again. With Fang Zhixing's beating and encouragement, he became much more determined and became bolder. Finally, he began to mention what he had been thinking about these days.

"Is it about the leader of the Demon Sect?" Fang Zhixing said lightly. Without waiting for Yang Xiao to respond, he said to himself: "Which level has your Holy Fire Order magic skills been practiced? Do you know the meaning of it?" Although he rarely talked about martial arts with Yang Xiao, most of his martial arts were passed down from him. With his eyesight, he naturally had already figured out the Yang Xiao's knowledge. This Holy Fire Order magic skills are one of them.

The Holy Fire Order magical power was obtained by Guo Polu by chance back then. It was passed down by Fang Zhixing. Therefore, when Master Zeng asked, Yang Xiao was not surprised and replied: "Disciples are not good at learning skills, and they have never been able to understand the essence. They are just a little introductory."

"Well, just get started. Do you know the meaning of the divine power of the Holy Fire Order?" Fang Zhixing continued to ask.

"The Holy Fire Order's Divine Art... Ah, the Holy Fire Order's Divine Art is one of the magical skills of my sect. You must not practice it unless you are the leader... Master Zeng, I understand. It turns out that my uncle has long asked me to inherit the leader. Thank Master Zeng!" Yang Dingtian specially guided him to practice this martial arts, but he didn't care too much. Now, after hearing Fang Zhixing's question, he understood it a little. Over the past few years, he has been working hard for the position of the leader. Seeing success in his heart, his excitement is really beyond words. (To be continued.) Mobile users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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