"Lao Bai, we haven't asked anything yet, so let Fang Yu leave just like that?" Rao Donghai still asked the doubts in his heart.
"I've asked everything I can ask, what else can I ask?" Bai Konggu picked up the white paper and put it in the sun to observe carefully.
But there are only five big characters. No matter how you look at them, you can't make out the words between the characters.
"Lao Bai, do you think the name on the Tongxian Monument is actually Fang Yu?" Rao Donghai asked.
Bai Konggu put down the white paper in his hand, turned to look at Rao Donghai, squinted and said: "The aura of cultivation in him... is only in the Qi refining stage. But he can crush all the powerful men of the Wang family alone... Such a weird thing
, it just proves that that half of the name is probably him."
"If you think about it carefully, which of the people on the Tongxian Monument is not a weirdo?"
"Maybe the first step to becoming an immortal is to become a weirdo. Haha..."
Bai Konggu smiled, shook his head again, and walked into the inner room with the blank paper.
Rao Donghai was left alone in the courtyard with a blank look on his face.
Except for Fang Yu, he had never seen anyone else on the Tongxian Monument, and could not understand Bai Konggu's words at all.
…
Tongxian Monument? Half a name?
To be honest, Fang Yu didn't care at all about this so-called stone tablet, nor did he care about that half of the name, whether it was him or not.
Because he firmly believes in his heart that he cannot become an immortal.
To be precise, the idea of becoming an immortal has been completely abandoned since Fang Yu was in his twenties.
At that time, he had been practicing for nearly ten years and still had not broken through the Qi refining stage.
From that moment on, he knew that he was not the material to become an immortal.
Because it doesn't even take half a year for a monk who truly has the qualifications to become an immortal to break through the Qi refining period.
In today's world, spiritual energy has become extremely thin.
Not to mention immortals, even a normal monk in the god-transformation stage has become one in a million.
This fact that Fang Yu experienced personally cannot be changed by a so-called Tongxian Monument.
Of course, Fang Yu believes that the Tongxian Monument has certain standards.
It would make sense to say that the names on the stone tablet were the strongest people in the world.
Now, Fang Yu is more concerned about the string of characters and the five words he inexplicably translated.
Dazhao Mo's Wilderness.
"Is this a name?"
Fang Yu walked home all the way, thinking about going back and looking for a few ancient books in the Sutra Pavilion to see if he could find words similar to the string of characters on the Tongxian Monument.
In this way, Fang Yu walked all the way back to the front door of his home.
At this time, a group of people wearing green robes stood in front of the gate, with the word "Lin" printed on their left chest.
Seeing this group of people, Fang Yu frowned.
"Who are you looking for?"
Fang Yu walked forward directly and asked.
A majestic-looking man among this group of people saw Fang Yu, and his expression changed. Then he opened his eyes wide and asked, "Are you... Fang Yu, Master Fang?"
"I am Fang Yu." Fang Yu replied.
"This... is indeed your residence, Master Fang." The man said with a smile on his face, "I am from the Lin family, and my name is Lin Zhengxiong."
Lin?
"How did you find this place?" Fang Yu asked, frowning slightly.
"A friend I know gave me the address. I came here because I wanted to..." Lin Zhengxiong said almost flatteringly.
"No matter what you want to talk to me about, I'm not interested. Go back." Fang Yu interrupted Lin Zhengxiong and walked towards the door.
Visitors from these aristocratic families know with their toes what they want to talk about.
Fang Yu was in a hurry to look up that weird font, and was in no mood to talk nonsense with this group of people.
"Master Fang, please give me some time..." Lin Zhengxiong said quickly.
Seeing her father's extremely humble and flattering appearance, Lin Zhilan on the side frowned, her face as cold as frost.
"I told you, I'm not interested..." Fang Yu said impatiently.
At this time, he felt a sudden burst of momentum behind him.
A fierce sword intent appeared from behind!
"Um?"
Fang Yu was stunned, turned around, and saw a beautiful girl walking out of the crowd of the Lin family.
She was wearing a green robe, holding a long sword with a faint silver light in her right hand, pointing directly at Fang Yu.
"What does this mean? Angry out of shame?" Fang Yu raised his eyebrows and said.
"I heard that your swordsmanship is very strong, I want to challenge you." Lin Zhilan said coldly.
"Challenge me?" Fang Yu was stunned again.
Are you sure this girl doesn't have a brain problem?
The Lin family members must have heard about Fang Yu because of the incident with the Wang family a few days ago.
Now that she knows that, how dare this girl come out to challenge?
What play is this about?
"No, no, no... Master Fang, Zhi Lan didn't mean that. She just... just wanted to exchange sword skills with you! There is absolutely no intention of offending." Lin Zhengxiong's face changed drastically and he hurriedly explained.
"Swordsmanship?" Fang Yu frowned more and more, "I'm not interested in communicating with such a girl, go back."
After saying that, Fang Yu glanced at Lin Zhilan, ignored the sword pointed at him, turned around again, and walked towards the stone door.
As Fang Yu approached, the stone door seemed to sense something and slowly opened.
Lin Zhengxiong wanted to call out to Fang Yu, but when he turned around, he saw that Lin Zhilan looked ready to make a move.
Lin Zhengxiong felt his heart contract suddenly, and he jumped over and pressed the long sword in Lin Zhilan's hand.
"Are you... crazy!?" Lin Zhengxiong turned blue with anger and asked in a low voice.
Lin Zhilan said nothing, her eyes fixed on Fang Yu who walked into the door until the stone door slowly closed.
The stone door was completely closed before Lin Zhilan shifted her gaze.
At this time, Lin Zhengxiong's expression turned extremely ugly.
I relied on various connections to find Fang Yu's residence, but the goal was not achieved and even had the opposite effect!
He never expected that Lin Zhilan would suddenly draw his sword and point it at Fang Yu!
"Didn't you ask me to communicate with him about swordsmanship?" Lin Zhilan did not flinch in the face of scolding.
In her cognitive capacity, the so-called kendo communication is naturally about discussing the Tao with swords. Isn't it necessary to sit down and drink tea?
"You...go back first...I will talk to you carefully after you go back!" Lin Zhengxiong said, trembling with anger.
"After I go back, I have to practice my martial arts. I don't have time to talk to you." After Lin Zhilan finished speaking, she turned around and left.
Lin Zhengxiong watched Lin Zhilan leave, his eyes red with anger.
"What are you doing standing around? Go back!" Lin Zhengxiong shouted angrily at several Lin family guards standing aside.
…
When Fang Yu returned home, he immediately plunged into the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion.
He asked Xiao Fengling to find all the books about fonts, and then read them one by one, trying to find fonts that were the same as or similar to the string of characters on the Tongxian Monument.
Only by knowing the origin of the font can he figure out why he recognizes this string of characters.
In the process of reading ancient books, time flies by.
For three consecutive days, Fang Yu soaked in the bushes, but did not find any information.
Not to mention finding the same font, there are not even similar ones!
"Mr. Fang, Mr. Zheng Ze is here to see you." Ye Shengxue's voice reached Fang Yu's ears.
Only then did Fang Yu pull out from the sky full of characters, turned to look at Ye Shengxue, and said, "Bring him in."
After a while, Zheng Ze appeared in front of Fang Yu.
Seeing the mountains of heavy books in front of Fang Yu, Zheng Ze's eyes flashed with surprise.
"Mr. Fang, the teacher asked me to remind you that the Hundred Sect Competition has begun." Zheng Ze said.
"A hundred sects competition?"
Fang Yu's expression was shocked, and his eyes immediately became sharp.
He had been immersed in books these past few days and almost forgot about it!
"Has it started yet?" Fang Yu asked in a deep voice.
"In the morning there will be the opening ceremony and the drawing ceremony...the competition will officially begin in the afternoon." Zheng Ze glanced at the time and said, "It is now two o'clock in the afternoon, and the competition should have already started."
