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Chapter 539

“Master, can the things I obtain in this world be brought to another parallel world?”.

Wudilu is a super sacred object comparable to the weapon of the spirit king Ye Xu’s Amethyst Heavenly Emperor Sword.

If Fang Chen took away the Wu Dilu of this world.

Then Fang Chen in this world doesn’t have such a super Gold Finger as Wu Dilu.

But Huang Bufan noticed this scene, and was taken aback first;

“Wu Dilu?”.

He was very knowledgeable, and indeed, Huang Bufan recognized the black book at a glance.

Fang Chen nodded;

“This is also what I got when I was auctioning at that Jianye Fengyunzhuang.”

“Well, you still keep this thing. Since you have changed history after you crossed it, I am afraid that some things in the future timeline will also have a slight gap.”

“What’s more, after you return to the future, there will be no chance of meeting Wu Dilu again.”

“Fang Chen in this timeline, even without the assassin of Emperor Wu, it shouldn’t be much worse than you.”

“According to what Ye Xuchang said, everything happens because of predestined law.”

“Since you got the record of Emperor Wu in the past timeline.”

“That is the fate between you and the Wu Dilu of this timeline, you don’t have to leave this thing in this timeline.”

Huang Bufan pondered for a moment and gave an ambiguous answer.

The meaning is clear.

This thing, Fang Chen traveled from the future back to the past and harvested it.

In other words, it was basically something that belonged to Fangchen in the future timeline.

There is no need to force himself to leave this timeline.

Fang Chen smashed his tongue;

“By the way, Master, I can use the Wudi Record because of the Yanhuang Jue practice, so should you?”.

Clam?

Huang Bufan was taken aback for a moment.

Yan Huang Jue?

Wu Dilu?

Yan Huang Jue has a wool relationship with Emperor Wu.

Sustained to be linked together, Wudilu was nothing but something created by Emperor Yan and Huang.

But the conditions for Wu Dilu’s approval are extremely harsh.

If you can use Wudilu after practicing Yanhuang Jue, there will be many people in China who are qualified to use Wudilu since ancient times.

Huang Bufan raised his brow, but he didn’t explain;

“Not available.”

Hearing Huang Bufan’s words, Fang Chen didn’t go into the details.

I thought it was the master who was unwilling to compete with him for this amazing opportunity.

In fact, Wu Dilu is indeed only available to Fang Chen alone.

This point was also noticed by someone a long time later.

“Okay, don’t you and the other Fang Chen have a wonderful plan? I am looking forward to what will happen today.”

“Go, my apprentice.”

Huang Bufan patted Fang Chen on the shoulder, a cigarette burned out.

Mr. Huang also stopped talking nonsense, pushing the wheelchair and walking in the other direction.

Fang Chen stared at Huang Bufan’s back closely;

“Master…”.

…

On the old square, a cold white figure stood beside the Crystal Palace, with a complex expression on his face.

After Xiao Qi was taken to Jiutian Xunxian Pavilion, she, the eldest sister, had never come forward.

In the past three days, Fang Yingmiao didn’t even go to Fang Jiuran.

Because she didn’t know how to speak.

She didn’t even know why she had fallen into Fang Chen’s emotions, so she had any right to persuade Xiao Qi to let go.

What’s more, Fang Yingmiao’s impression of Murongtian was actually average.

“Little thief, will you come today?”

“If the thief comes, what kind of attitude should I keep towards him?”.

…

On the other side, on the large square of Jiutianxunxiange.

Another person sitting cross-legged in the center of thousands of disciples.

Today is undoubtedly the most eye-catching.

The man wore a white robe with gilt embroidery, which looked a little different.

A circle of disciples surrounded him.

Surrounded by his stars like a moon, the breathing pace of the other disciples is the same as that of him. If someone overlooks this scene from a high altitude, they will definitely be shocked.

Thousands of people held their breath in unison.

At first glance, it is really spectacular!

“Eight gates are all ready.”

“All the twelve great families are here.”

Hearing reports from his subordinates.

Murongtian’s face couldn’t help showing a touch of pride; “Hehe, this wedding is really grand! But I am the protagonist!”.

“Fang Jiuran, you will understand that only I am your good match.”

“After I take Jiu Ran underneath, hehe, the ethereal fairy…”.

Murongtian glanced across the crowd and looked at the Crystal Palace not far away.

Above the palace, there was a cold white robe standing quietly, waiting for the arrival of auspicious time.

However, it seemed that he had noticed Murong Tian’s slightly strange hot gaze.

Over there, Fang Ying’s line of sight was immediately projected onto Murong Tian’s body, and the cold starry eyes did not contain the slightest emotional color.

Murongtian’s heart trembled, and he lowered his head quickly.

Don’t dare to look around.

For fear of offending the fairy’s mold.

“Hmph, today `you` is on the top, and in the future, I will let you know who is the real genius of the Nine Heavens Xunxian Pavilion, when the time comes…”.

“I will make you unable to climb high!”.

While Murong Tian’s heart was yy, he also saw that the ring was built.

“Hmph, these damn rules are really annoying!”.

Time passed slowly.

Until the noon sun hung overhead, many guests were also seated.

Of course, the program is still indispensable.

First, Murong Tian led the disciples to perform a uniform formation of thousands of people. That posture was extraordinarily bluffing!

Wow!

Warm applause suddenly sounded.

Murongtian glanced with satisfaction.

Then he cleared his throat and said loudly;

“Everyone, according to my Xunxian Pavilion rules, within a stick of incense, I can accept the challenge of any guest.”

“This is also a kind of self-verification, proving that I have the ability to protect my wife.”

“Haha, are there any friends who practice martial arts who want to come up and have a discussion?”.

This link is an essential step.

Murong Tian directly lit a piece of sandalwood and inserted it into the center of the ring. The cold and cold shadow not far away also drifted down slowly.

Fang Yingmian talked very little when dealing with others, that is, when Murong Tian was performing the Thousand People Array just now, he acted as the host and gave a brief introduction.

This will embrace Qing Xiao Jian and stand faintly at the highest point of the ring.

Vaguely, in the red sedan chair next to the ring, a faint sight fell on him.

Fang Weimin subconsciously pursed his red lips;

“Little Qi, if the thief doesn’t come today, then I can’t help it…”.

History has also changed from here.

Fang Mianmian no longer deliberately emphasized the old rules, especially in the choice between the marriage contract and relatives, and more inclined to Fang Chen.

One minute.

Two minutes.

The time for a stick of incense is coming soon.

At a certain moment.

Fang Yingmian seemed to feel something, suddenly raised his head, and looked at the nine thousand seven hundred and sixty-six steps that climbed the ladder.

clatter.

clatter.

clatter.

A steady sound of footsteps sounded unhurriedly.

Then it attracted a corner of the audience’s attention.

A young man in a red robe came up.

There was a bit of coldness between his eyebrows, and the weapon behind him was not the same gentian silver spear as in the past.

It was the Amethyst Heavenly Emperor Sword given to him by Fang Chen in the black robe who had traveled back.

Murong Tian felt a commotion, and his eyes followed the direction of the ladder.

The next moment, his pupils suddenly tightened.

Anyone can feel the unnatural expression on his face at this moment, the arrogant who is hailed as the most likely young pavilion master of the Nine Heavens Xunxian Pavilion.

“Fang Chen…”.

The sound seemed to be squeezed from between the teeth.

Fang Chen in red was neither humble nor overbearing, his gaze fell on Murong Tian’s body, slightly playful.

On the high platform.

An indescribable complex look crossed Fang’s misty cold eyes;

“Little thief… you really are here…”.