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Chapter 300 Phoenix misses you, what about me?

"So you really didn't do anything just now?"

Xiao Jin looked at the two of them suspiciously, with an expression on his face that seemed to say, "See if I believe it or not."

"No, I really just gave him a simple meal."

Tao Yunjiang explained in a panic.

Eh? Why should I panic? Wasn't it Xiaojin who first said I was stupid?

"Is that so, Brother Fang?"

Xiao Jin turned his gaze to Fang Weihan on the side again, his apricot eyes narrowed slightly, with a sense of scrutiny surging in them.

"Of course, Yun Jiang won't lie."

Fang Weihan explained calmly, as if all the ideas just now were not proposed by him.

Without giving Xiao Jin any more space for questioning, he stood up and said to them: "Then I'll leave first. I have to consolidate my cultivation this afternoon. After all, I just broke through to the realm of gods. I don't even know how to use blood energy." It’s all a bit unclear.”

"Ascension to the gods? Breakthrough?"

Xiao Jin was eating vegetables with the chopsticks he got from Fang Weihan. Hearing this, he looked up at Fang Weihan with a blank expression, his mouth bulging like a cute hamster.

Why do I know these words separately, but why can’t I understand them when they are combined?

"Brother Fang, have you broken through to rank five of Mingwu?"

She opened her eyes wide and said in surprise.

"Correct."

Fang Weihan rolled up his sleeves and clenched his fists, and a layer of faint bloody lines appeared on the surface of his arm. The lines were hidden under the skin, rising and falling with Fang Weihan's breathing.

The fifth level of Mingwu is called the "Iron Armor" state. Its special ability is to greatly strengthen the defense of the surface of the skin. It is difficult for ordinary iron to hurt the human body, and it is said to be invulnerable.

According to the classification and explanation of the practice system by the Mingwu sages, the iron armor of Mingwu Rank 5 is the ability enhancement of Mingwu Rank 3 Blood Clothes. The Tongzu of the sixth rank of Mingwu strengthens the ability to concentrate on the fourth rank of Mingwu, showing a one-to-one correspondence.

In fact, most cultivation systems are like this. The first and second turns lay the foundation, the fifth turn strengthens the third turn ability, the sixth turn strengthens the fourth turn ability, and then the seventh and eighth turns gradually master the laws of heaven and earth. After mastering the laws completely, in the ninth Become a god.

For example, in the Five Elements Path, the fifth-turn fusion realm can control two elements, which is an enhancement of the three-turn lead element that can only control one main five-element element. The sixth-turn differentiation is to enhance the lethality of the fourth-turn Xunwei. The same goes for most of the other paths.

I don’t know why, but the various cultivation paths created by different people have all achieved a harmonious and unified situation in this aspect.

"Amazing!"

After Xiao Jin heard the news, he immediately put down his chopsticks and stood up and threw himself into Fang Weihan's arms.

The girl rubbed her little head against Fang Weihan's chest, like a close pet.

Xiao Jin at this moment gave Fang Weihan an illusion, as if he had returned to the way they got along many years ago.

It's a pity that things change and people change... Who would have thought that the little sister who looked stupid and would cry for a long time after being punched would now turn into such a pink and black appearance.

"You should wipe the oil from your mouth first and then come over and rub me."

Fang Weihan pushed her away in disgust.

"My mouth is so oily! I pay great attention to etiquette when eating!"

The girl shouted dissatisfied.

Ignoring Xiao Jin's protest, Fang Weihan nodded slightly to Tao Yunjiang: "That's it, I'll leave first."

Tao Yunjiang asked with concern: "Are you going to consolidate your cultivation? Do you need me to go with you?"

Although it was written as a question, the girl had already stood up and looked like she could leave at any time.

"No, I'm just fine by myself."

Fang Weihan shook his head.

Some things cannot be blindly sought help from others. They must be realized through one's own perception. Otherwise, even if you master it, it will be nothing more than a castle in the air and cannot withstand any test at all.

"Jiang Jiang, you are not allowed to go anywhere!"

Tao Yunjiang wanted to say more, but Xiao Jin instantly became furious.

"You come back to Xuanzhongwei with me this afternoon. I need you to help me check things out!"

She looked at Tao Yunjiang with a smile and secretly clenched her fists.

Still want to sneak away... Still want to sneak away!

If you lie to me once, you can lie to me a second time.

I, Xiao Xiaojin, never fall twice in the same place!

"Oh……"

Tao Yunjiang pursed his lips and agreed aggrievedly.

They seem to get along pretty well.

Fang Weihan nodded with satisfaction, turned around and walked out of the restaurant.

Yun Shu was currently standing among the bustling crowd at the entrance of the store, looking into the distance with his little hands behind his back, looking like an expert from this world.

"Brother Fang~ Where do you plan to go next?"

"...Go back to the palace to consolidate your cultivation."

Fang Weihan's mouth twitched.

"And don't call me that, please."

"Hmph... your little Jin can scream, but I can't?"

Yun Shu snorted softly.

Fang Weihan: "..."

He rushed all the way back to the Guangling Palace, without announcing the news that he had broken through, but walked straight to the spacious backyard.

The Lumen Sword was drawn out of its sheath, and the golden blade was shining brightly. The silver-gray metallic luster mixed with bloody thunder made the originally solemn and simple long sword look like a murderous demonic soldier.

Fang Weihan gave a low shout, and the true meaning of martial arts unfolded instantly.

Tide-like coercion seeped out from the sword's edge, tearing the air in a low voice. The general trend of the sky collapsing was added to the body, and the bloody thunder hovering on the sword's spine was like a rolling thunderstorm before the end.

In the midst of thunderstorms and clouds, only the flickering Lumen Sword can light up the only flame of hope.

This is Fang Weihan's true meaning of martial arts, a true meaning of martial arts that is unique and only belongs to him.

Everyone's true meaning of martial arts is different, and its formation is closely related to the practitioner's past experiences. A person may lie to others, but the true meaning of the martial arts of a Mingwu monk is often a true reflection of a person's heart.

For example, Tao Yunjiang's true meaning of martial arts is as bright as a peach blossom in full bloom, and it is also mixed with some unstoppable artistic conception. This is very similar to the character and experience of my little master.

Fang Weihan has also seen the true meaning of Xiao Fuwei's martial arts. The majesty and indestructibility like Mount Tai make people feel awe just by looking at him.

And my true meaning of martial arts...why does it feel a little dark?

"Shouldn't my true meaning of martial arts be something more sunny and upward? Why do I have such a murderous intention?"

Fang Weihan felt that he had been wronged.

"Pull him down quickly...you are the only one who still has the sunshine? Others don't know about the little tricks you use, how can I not be clear about it?" Yun Shu mocked mercilessly, "It's better to say that you are sunshine than I am. I may have a closer relationship with these two words."

"How is your bastard better than me?"

Fang Weihan glanced at her disdainfully.

"I use small means because I have no other choice. You don't use small means because you can't figure it out."

Yun Shu: "..."

I want to hit someone, what should I do?

"Don't take out the hammer, don't bother me, I'm going to practice."

Fang Weihan closed his eyes, picked up the long sword and began to practice the sword moves he was familiar with.

"Master Sacred Artifact, you don't want to be unable to save the world because the contractor's cultivation is not enough, right?"

Yun Shu had just taken out the hammer, and now he took it back with gritted teeth.

Damn Fang Weihan, just wait for me! Sooner or later, I will make you kneel down and beg for mercy!

After the spiritual victory was over, Miss Sacred Artifact returned to the sea of ​​consciousness and became autistic. Fang Weihan practiced swordplay all afternoon in the backyard of the palace.

Until dusk, he was able to freely use this power far beyond what he had before.

Fang Weihan found Mr. Zhao who had just returned from outside at the front door.

"Second Master, did you enjoy your drink today?"

he asked with a smile.

Mr. Zhao's face was full of joy: "I am very happy. I have to say that our Highness the King of Hedong is generous in his actions. Old Zhao opened my eyes today... I didn't expect to have such a wonderful gesture..."

When he thought that there were many maids present, Mr. Zhao quickly stopped talking and pretended that nothing was wrong.

"Ahem...what does your highness want from me?"

"Follow me for two moves." Fang Weihan said with a smile, "I learned a new sword skill today. If you can follow it, I will pay you fifty taels of silver."

When Mr. Zhao heard this, he immediately became energetic: "Is this true?"

"Of course I mean it. When have I ever told a lie?"

Yun Shu: "..."

So Fang Weihan took Mr. Zhao and walked into the courtyard to get ready.

When Fang Weihan made this request, Mr. Zhao was actually a little skeptical. After all, I have watched this kid grow up and know that he is not a loser. Fang Weihan, who is so shrewd, would give himself fifty taels of silver for no reason?

He couldn't be betting that I couldn't catch his move, right?

is it possible? This is impossible! Unless he comes to trick me and sneak attack an old man like me, even if I can't exert my full strength, it will be easy for me to take a move from someone like Xia Weihan who has not even reached the level of god.

However, for the sake of safety, Mr. Zhao still used the martial artist's energy to feel Fang Weihan's cultivation.

As expected, due to the existence of the Divine Light Breath Condensation Technique, he didn't sense anything.

Mr. Zhao took back his energy angrily.

I don’t know what kind of concealment technique this kid has practiced. I couldn’t feel his cultivation a long time ago. Could it be that what happened to him today...is because he has advanced to become a god?

Mr. Zhao was startled, and then immediately felt that his idea was not realistic.

He just broke through to the fourth rank two months ago, and he broke through to the gods two months ago, right? So, Lao Zhao, haven’t my decades of life been in vain?

It must be that the new trick he learned is quite tricky, and it gave this kid a lot of confidence.

Lao Zhao, I like people who give money confidently!

"Come, Your Highness. Let me see your strength."

Mr. Zhao grinned.

Fang Weihan: "Okay."

He quickly condensed blood energy on the Lumen Sword, and the thick bloody thunder crackled on the sword's edge, which looked particularly terrifying.

The oppressive and heavy sword intent instantly filled the air, and the crazy and decisive sword power was ready to go.

Minghuang Sword Classic·Beheading generals.

Fang Weihan stamped on the ground violently, holding the long sword horizontally to his side. He shot out like an arrow from the string, turning into bloody lightning and rushing towards Mr. Zhao.

The moment he took action, Mr. Zhao already felt something was wrong.

Why is Fang Weihan's blood strength suddenly so high today? More than two or three times more than last time?

After feeling it carefully, Mr. Zhao's jaw dropped in shock.

Damn it, turn five!

Are you fucking human?

He didn't dare to be careless. The spear that he had held loosely just now was instantly adjusted to a parrying state, and the bloody energy surged from the tip of the spear.

"Oh!"

The tip of the spear hit Fang Weihan's sword hard, causing a violent shock wave centered on the collision point.

Mr. Zhao's spear was thrown away by his hand. It spun half a circle in the air and fell into the pool, piercing several layers of lotus leaves.

Fang Weihan sheathed his sword, as if he didn't expect his sword to be so powerful.

In order to avoid accidental injury, almost all the force of his sword attack was directed at Mr. Zhao's spear, which also greatly reduced his parry time.

Coupled with insufficient preparation and underestimation of the enemy, this led to the result that he knocked away Mr. Zhao's weapon with one sword.

If he had a serious fight with him, Fang Weihan felt that he would probably not be able to beat him.

"Your Highness...you, you..."

Mr. Zhao was still in a stunned state and had not recovered yet.

"Fifty taels of silver, take it and spend it, you're welcome." Fang Weihan took out a silver ingot and patted it into Mr. Zhao's hand, "You didn't hit me, but the fifty taels of silver have shrunk."

"Second Master, drinking and sex are harmful to your health."

Fang Weihan shook his head and sighed, and walked away triumphantly, leaving an old man in a daze.

……

……

In the Baiyun Temple, a girl dressed in pure brocade stood in the middle of the courtyard, the bright sword with its divine light dimmed, floating beside her.

Wen Zhexue looked at the sun that was gradually setting in the distance, her eyes clear and distant. The sunset glow, as bright as a red flower, reflected on the girl's clothes, adding a third part of the worldly fireworks to her extraordinary world.

When the sun sets in the west, the moon will hang on the branches. Wen Zhexue likes the moon, so she also likes the sunset.

The fat ice-blue bird flapped its wings and landed on her shoulder, and the girl instantly felt her left shoulder sink.

She glanced at the fat bird but said nothing.

But the little Phoenix obviously didn't notice the look in his master's eyes.

"Ow."

I want to have some snacks.

"You're too heavy to have a snack."

The girl said calmly.

There is no expression on her beautiful face, just like the snow that never melts on the top of Tianshan Mountain.

"Ow!"

You don’t need to buy it for me, my junior brother will buy it for me!

"The way of heaven is constant, there will be gains and losses. We cannot blindly accept gifts from others."

The girl paused, then frowned slightly, and glanced at it again.

"Also...this is my junior brother, not your junior brother."

"Ow!"

It's all the same, we have a contract, and he is also my junior brother.

Wen Zhexue took it off his shoulder with some disgust and placed it on the stone table aside.

"Ouch...ouch?"

I think Fang Weihan is gone. When can he come over?

"I have broken through to level six, and now I don't have the ability to predict, so I don't know when he will come back."

"Ow?"

How about we go find him?

Wen Zhexue: "..."

The girl pursed her lips lightly and said no more. She stood alone in the courtyard, the shadow behind her disappearing into the setting sun.

(End of this chapter)