Zhonghuan City.

At the entrance of Manor No. 222.

Long Dayi hummed a light tone and took a comfortable walk.

Even Long Dayi is a little tired after practicing hard day and night and training for years. It is necessary to relax properly.

After all, combining work and rest, sitting and practicing with vain is a great test for the mind and will.

If it was extraordinary who had survived for more than hundreds of thousands of years, he would naturally have been accustomed to the washing of time and the passage of time.

But Long Dayi was only under 30 years old and could not bear it at all.

"It feels so comfortable...ah!"

Long Dayi opened his arms, closed his eyes, hugged the sky with vague breath, and took a deep breath.

Even the breath of Zhonghuan City is far more fresh and charming than the universe in my hometown, which makes Long Dayi deeply fascinated.

"I can feel my progress, although it is very slow... but after passing the sixth level, it will only take twenty or thirty years."

Long Dayi said secretly, opening his eyes and bursting out endless fighting spirit.

Immediately afterwards-

“Huh?”

Long Dayi looked at Fang Cheng's housekeeper Shaka and servant Mu Chensi in a manor next to him, and walked out with more than ten large boxes.

What is this going to do?

Leaving Zhonghuan City?

Could it be that Fang Cheng... has completely given up the practice of Zhonghuancheng?

"It's really, it's too cowardly." Long Dayi frowned secretly, but in a blink of an eye, she felt something was wrong again.

A domineering and wild man who defeated the emperor Hong Ran could not be so fragile.

then.

Long Dayi glanced at the dozen boxes floating behind Shaka, stared at Shaka, and asked casually: "Are you guys?"

"Hello, Lord Longdayi, we are moving."

Shaka's old face seemed to laugh out loud, and he said with his head held high and his chest raised: "Master Fang Cheng is already the genius of the emperor. We want to move things to the hanging peak."

Even though Fang Cheng was wearing a breeze, he had basically no luggage.

But there are still some clothing, books, and some cultivation resources, such as drinks.

"move place?"

Long Dayi was speechless.

What family to move?

Wait - the emperor!?

Fang Cheng is a genius of the emperor!?

This is impossible! Just kidding!

"Haha." A low and rough female voice sounded.

It was Zui Wu Qiming.

Zu Wu Qiming frowned and stared at Shaka: "Do you have to be responsible for what you say and the consequences of deceiving the king. Can you afford it at the first level of the celestial body?"

Zu Wu Qiming was a little dissatisfied.

What does Shaka's words regard the Emperor's Realm as?

She practiced hard for forty years, and continued to temper her skills in Zhonghuan City, practicing wildly, day and night, and only two or three months had a day off.

That's it, she is still far from the realm of the Emperor.

The imperial realm is worthy of respect and should not be humiliated easily.

What's more, Fang Cheng is the emperor in one year...

Shaka smiled and said, "Half Zui Wu Qiming, Master Fang Cheng has already broken through the ninth floor of Zhonghuan City. How dare I deceive you?"

Accompanied by Shaka's laughter - "Boom! Swish bang bang!"

A huge and violent voice echoed in Zhonghuan City.

Zu Wu Qiming was stunned, looked at Long Dayi, frowned and stared at the distance, and a new peak appeared on Zhonghuan Avenue.

The 39th Suspension Peak!

The new emperor appeared!

"Half Zui Wu Qiming, Lord Longdayi, we are still in a hurry to go to the Shangfeng to arrange ornaments..."

"Go and go."

Zu Wu Qiming waved his hand, still staring at the sculpting peak that was being shaped in the distance.

Suddenly.

She was a little ashamed and embarrassed.

As soon as she raised her doubts, the 39th peak of Zhonghuan City was shaped. It was so coincidental and embarrassing.

Zu Wu Qiming rubbed the teeth and felt his teeth a little sore.

What kind of world is this?

Only when you don’t rely on cultivation resources or practice hard, or even go home to rest occasionally, can you become the emperor in one year.

"well."

Zu Wu Qiming sighed and felt aching.

Fortunately, she was so motivated before, and she aimed at the King of Qingfeng Words, and she felt that she was great.

However, when she was still working towards the limit of the king, Fang Cheng had already entered the realm of the king.

How could she be careful when she says this?

How did this make her practice hard?

Is it wrong to just practice hard?

For the first time, Zu Wu Qiming had a wavering idea about his own path of cultivation.

Long Dayi, who was standing beside him, smiled bitterly, as if he could see the swaying mind of Zu Wu Qiming, and couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Don't compare with Fang, there is no way to compare."

"snort."

Zu Wu Qiming snorted coldly and his eyes narrowed.

She is proud of the physical education teacher and will not give in easily.

Isn’t it just stepping into the realm of the emperor? Isn’t it just passes through the seventh level? Fang Cheng can, and she must be able to Wu Qiming!

Zu Wu Qiming's eyes were full of determination and he clenched his fists secretly.

"Oh, you."

Long Dayi sighed and stared at the Wu Qiming, who was so strong that he was full of fighting spirit, and said with some amusement.

"Zhu Wu Qiming, haven't you heard that person clearly just now? Fang Cheng has already passed through the ninth floor, it's the ninth floor!"

"What!?"

Zu Wu Qiming's pupils shrank suddenly.

Her consciousness and memory squeezed wildly, recalling the scene just now.

Then, she was completely shocked.

"No, it must not be like this." Zu Wu Qiming shook his body in dismay, swaying and walking back to the manor.

On the seventh level, there is also the idea of ​​catching up, including the emperor Hong Ran and Zu Wu Qiming, who have the idea of ​​not accepting it.

But, the ninth floor?

Passed the ninth floor in a year.

Zu Wu Qiming was bored and shook his head.

Long Dayi looked at her back and couldn't help but laugh at herself and returned to the manor.

God is pitiful—

She also sympathized with Fang Cheng and felt sorry for Fang Cheng!

Long Dayi touched his cheek, smiled bitterly and silently.

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Zhonghuan City.
To be continued...