Listening to the old principal saying that he had made a breakthrough with this painting, Fang Xuan asked with a weird look: "I wonder if the old principal can tell me how many people have made some progress with this painting?"

"This..." The old principal was silent for a moment, but thought that the nine-grade and nine-grade masters who had recently made breakthroughs were almost affected by that painting. It was no secret that the ninth-grade masters had grown ones, so he finally said: "I haven't heard of other places yet, but I am one of the beneficiaries, and Lao Liu, the honorary principal Liu Polu. He also took a look and was in seclusion. He is very likely to break through the ninth-grade, and he doesn't break through, and it is possible to achieve the eight-grade peak.

Yue Wang Nanyunyue, the Minister of the Detective Department of one of the three ministries of China, seemed to have a look at the original picture and had some understanding of breaking through to the top.

On the four prefectures, I am not familiar with the Eastern Guardian, the Northern Guardian and the Western Guardian, and I am not very familiar with it, and it is difficult to inquire about it. However, the Southern Guardian Wuchuan is my student. He seemed to have also gone to take a look at the original picture, and then understood the Jue Ding, and was in seclusion.

In addition, there are the principal of Jingwu, the principal of the First Military Academy, and all the colleagues. It can be said that Master Fang made great contributions to the improvement of the martial arts of the human race on Earth this time..."

As soon as the news came out, Fang Xuan's already a little unstable body almost vented his breath, and his face turned out to be an unhealthy color, with a little white in the red, which was obviously angry and afraid.

"Brother!" Fang Ping was so scared that he shivered and couldn't help but whisper.

"No... it's okay..." Fang Xuan leaned against Fang Ping and waved his hand weakly. No wonder he was seriously injured this time. It's almost two months before he's not getting better...

To be honest, it is really a miracle that he can live now! There are only fifteen tops in China, and he will reach two tops in this moment, two out of seventeen, more than one nine, and he is not wronged!

Martial Arts and humanity have no response. After a while, the fundamental way of this world will be replaced by immortality! He can live now, it is really the blessing of the Han Emperor, Fang Ping, thinking so. Fang Xuan’s weight on Fang Ping was even heavier.

"It's so wonderful, it's really amazing." Fang Xuan murmured. The three people present were not ordinary people, so naturally they could hear clearly what Fang Xuan said.

"Master Fang is indeed concerned about the human race and is for our human race's great cause..." The old principal was about to compliment Fang Xuan for a few words, and looked at Fang Xuan with a distorted face: "Tell Zhang Tao that he did a good job."

The old principal suddenly didn't dare to speak. Even Fang Ping looked silent, and Wang Jinyang shrank like a quail, wishing he didn't exist.

The atmosphere was heavy for a while, and Fang Xuan, whose face was distorted, sighed: "Forget it, it's my fault, it's my fault, I'm trying to make things convenient, I'm wrong..." As he said that, Fang Xuan waved his hand and leaned on Fang Ping again: "Let's go, finish the process."

The old principal blinked at the weird Fang Xuan, but said nothing more. This was obviously not something he, a young master who had just entered the ninth grade, could intervene: "Please, Master Fang..." The group walked towards the principal's office.

On the other side, on the Yuhai Mountain, Zhang Tao, King Zhan and King Zhen Tian sat in a circle. In front of one person, there was an animal skin that was one meter square, and holding a branch stained with unknown pigments in the other hand, copying the scroll floating among them. It was the portrait of the little King Kong handed over to Zhang Tao by Fang Xuan.

After all, they are all the best human race. How can you not share good things after leaving? Although you are a little cautious about Zhenxingcheng, they are all grasshoppers on the same line, and Zhang Tao will not hide his own privately.

He took the picture of Little King Kong to the top of the Thirteenth Supreme in the Human Clan Town Star City, and Li Zhen, the Pluto, and then under the instigation of the War King and the King of Zhentian, he started to place piracy.

The three of them were pirating the paper carefully, and a broken sound suddenly came from the portrait of the little King Kong among them. From the broken sound, you could vaguely hear the voice of "It's so wonderful, it's so wonderful!" suppressing the incredible anger.

Zhang Tao's face changed. He was about to rescue him, but he saw that not only the original picture was broken, but even the painting they were copying was broken.

The King of Zhentian shook his head at Zhang Tao: "Forget it, it's almost enough to get so many benefits. It's already very worthless if he didn't call him directly."

"That's right..." Zhang Tao sighed in disappointment: "I thought I could train several top players this time. Although it would not be possible to conquer one by one, at least we have to give us a chance to replace our hands."

The King of War looked at Zhang Tao with a strange expression: "King Wu, you would think, but the two are enough, but which one of them is reincarnated?"

The King of Heaven shook his head. This painting that could affect him who almost broke nine was all written by someone else. And if he could cross the space and appear in Yuhaishan, it must be either Biao Jiu or an old monster in the same era as the Nine Emperors and Four Emperors, or even his master Yang Shen or Tiandi.

But that little Vajra... is like the indestructible magic power he learned from the character scroll. This is not the tactic of the original object. I am not the application of original martial arts. What drives this method is not the power of qi and blood, mental power, and vitality, but the mysterious power after the unity of energy, energy and spirit.

Energy, energy, and mental power can actually be combined into one to form an incredible mysterious power. Zhang Tao and the King of War, who have never broken the second sect, cannot understand it, but he has seen the Heavenly Emperor and the Master of Master Yang Shen, who have become masters of the Tao, can see the mystery, and vaguely point to a supreme way that condenses the energy of the five internal organs and condenses the energy of the three flowers of spirit.

He could vaguely feel that this seemed to be a longer road than martial arts. On this road... there were no hidden dangers. He could still feed the world when he reached the depths of his practice. This... is incredible.

In this world, the ultimate peak is the realm of immortality. The emperor is equivalent to the cultivation level of the Golden Immortal, breaking nine is equivalent to the half-step golden immortal. The cultivation level of the Heavenly King breaking eight is converted to the peak of the Xuan Immortal below the Golden Immortal.

One seems to be a complete practice system, one is the first martial arts that only knows how to obtain but not feed back, and is finally suppressed, and is now full of loopholes than stealing the origin of heaven and earth, which has led to many accomplished Taoist fruits having to calculate with each other in order to obtain a glimmer of vitality. What is this?

The world is free from the world, not into the world, jump out of the three realms, not in the five elements, this is - "Immortal!" The King of Zhentian sighed unconsciously. At this moment, the wind and clouds seemed to be surging on the Mount of Yuhai, endless black clouds gathered above the King of Zhentian, and thunder dragons rose and fell in the dark clouds, as if they were about to fall down in the next moment.

When Zhang Tao and the King of War saw the abnormality in the sky, their first reaction was to leave. In the blink of an eye, the two primordials left the area covered by dark clouds.

Only the King of Heaven was left to face the heavenly disaster that was about to descend from heaven.

"What is this?" Zhang Tao and King Zhan got together, but after a while, he felt that several strange and powerful people from nearby came here.

Zhang Tao shook his head: "I don't know, the three of us were just copying that thing, and then the original picture suddenly broke. Then the King of Zhentian suddenly said something, and the clouds came up."

The King of War added, "It seems like a xia..." The King of War wanted to say that word, but it seemed as if there was endless pressure to seal his mouth. Under this power, he was a King of War, an emperor-level powerful man couldn't open his mouth!

Looking at the strange appearance of the War King, the faces of the people changed, and they were still scared. Looking at the dark clouds, they actually felt a sense of inexplicable awe. How incredible it was.

Among the magic martial arts, Fang Xuan, who was greeting the old principal of the magic martial arts in the office of the magic martial arts, was suddenly stunned after the word "Xian" in the king of Zhentian. His pupils suddenly turned red, as if they were on fire. The light red liquid with a layer of flame remained from the corners of Fang Xuan's eyes.

Fang Xuan combined one of the Immortal Dao Dharma Eyes and the Martial Dao True Eyes. The normal vision formed by the Immortal Dao Fire Eyes is nothing more than the flame cloud pattern appearing at the corners of the eyes. The most powerful vision is at most the faint immortal fire burning in the eyes.

But the "magma" flowed out of the eyes directly, which was really scary. Fang Ping and Wang Jinyang, who were standing on the side, seemed to be a little scared.

"Brother, are you... okay?" Fang Ping looked at Fang Xuan, and the worries on his face were naturally unreachable. Even the old principal had a serious face. It was naturally a big deal to make Fang Xuan, the "Zuota", an abnormal thing...

"Master Fang, what happened?" The old principal asked nervously, "It's not that something happened to the underground cave, right? The biggest thing about the human race now is the underground cave...

"Oh...Please..." Fang Xuan climbed up from Fang Ping's body, and he still felt an inexplicable sense of weakness, but this was caused by him after all. If something happened to the King of Zhentian, it would be difficult to deal with in the future.

"I have something to do and I can almost come back before school starts. Before that, let Fang Ping live in my place first. My younger brother will ask the old principal to take care of him." Fang Xuan said to the old principal.

The old principal looked serious: "Student Fang Ping is a talented student of our magic martial arts. I will naturally take good care of him. Master Fang doesn't have to worry."

"Well, that's good." Fang Xuan nodded, then turned his head and instructed Fang Ping: "I'll do something. You should practice well. Don't delay the progress of your practice. At your speed, I think you should be able to reach the second level of the first level before school starts. If you can't arrive before school starts, you can do it yourself."

Fang Ping nodded naturally, but his brother was in his current state, his face was pale, his eyes were red and his magma was still there, and no matter how he looked, he didn't look like he was fine. He was still doing things like this. To be honest, he was really worried.

"Brother, you are like this, why don't you..." Fang Ping didn't say it, but Fang Xuan interrupted him: "It's okay, this is all my cause and effect, I'm guilty... Humph~~ Go and go." Fang Xuan waved his hand, and then disappeared from the principal's office.

Looking at Fang Xuan who disappeared, the three people in the office, the old principal, Fang Ping, and Wang Jinyang, all looked worried. Although the things they were worried about were not much the same, the three people were a little nervous at this moment.

Outside the Yuhai Mountain, a group of magnificent peaks stood under the black clouds. It was Zhang Tao and the others. Just as the few were thinking about whether to enter the clouds to help the Kings of Heaven, Fang Xuan slowly appeared beside Zhang Tao.

"Minister Zhang, you are doing a good thing." Fang Xuan's voice appeared in Zhang Tao's ears. Zhang Tao subconsciously looked back and was shocked when he looked at Fang Xuan's sick look.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Tao first signaled the surrounding people to relax their guard and not attack, and then asked slowly.

"It's not that Fellow Daoist Zhang uses things randomly, so the picture can be transmitted casually? You don't understand the balance I mentioned at all?" Fang Xuan looked at Zhang Tao and snorted coldly: "Even if the picture is transmitted, it shouldn't be the present. In the future, there are more people who can be transmitted. You can spread it now... China, the human race has a few more ninth grades and two tops, and what about?

You will accidentally cheat your King of Heaven... Some things can be done, and some things cannot be done, but you still don't understand?

This thunder will attract the attention of many people. By then, those that are not yet available will come out. Can the current human race withstand it? It's really nonsense...

I thought you had told you so much that you should know, but that was the ending?" Fang Xuan looked at Zhang Tao and the people behind Zhang Tao: "You are too anxious and too greedy!"

"Who are you? The first thing you do when you come here..." As one of the pioneers of the New Martial Arts era, King Gu still has feelings for Zhang Tao, the top of the new martial arts era.

Now seeing Zhang Tao being scolded by a young man who didn’t know where he came from, he naturally felt uncomfortable, and most of the other top students also had this mentality.

Fang Xuan looked at the slightly slapped momentum of the people, and snorted coldly: "You all looked at that picture? Go back and stabilize it, it's better to discuss it more."

Stopping the rebuttals of the other Juedians, Zhang Tao lowered his head and asked Fang Xuan: "Fellow Daoist Fang, do you see if there is any solution here?"

"How?" Fang Xuan said coldly: "Forget it, since this incident has been caused by me, let me solve it. Next time... there will be no next time."

Fang Xuan glanced at Jue Dian standing here indifferently, and stepped out to the King of Heaven: "Forget it this time, I remember what should I say next time and what should I not say."

"Yes." King Zhentian nodded to Fang Xuan, and then saw Fang Xuan look up and look: "Forget it, hey... the immortal way should not exist in this world."

As he said that, Fang Xuan's divine thoughts entered the sea of ​​consciousness and touched the Han Emperor's Order. Endless divine power surged out of the Han Emperor's Order and wrapped Fang Xuan inside.

A pair of lilac eyes opened in the dark, and then the time of the entire seed world began to reverse. At this moment, another pair of golden eyes slowly opened in the void, looking at the long river of fate that was driving the reversal of the world time. He snorted coldly in dissatisfaction, then slowly closed his eyes and stopped asking.

Everything in the world was going against the current. In a flash, Fang Xuan returned to Fang Ping and met Wang Jinyang and the old principal. The difference was that Fang Xuan's face looked much better. Although he still leaned on Fang Ping, his strength was much less.

On the Yuhai Mountain, the portrait of Xiao King was broken. The King of Zhentian was about to speak that word when he suddenly felt something and swallowed the words to his mouth.

Fang Xuan nodded and chuckled at the old principal on the side: "Let's go, finish it early, and get off early."
Chapter completed!