The six poor children who followed Fang Chen's sect to practice, their skills did not increase but retreated in the past six months.
There was a rumor in the Fang family of Hechuan that it was that Professor Fang Chen's disciple who did not allow Liezu's fist at all, but asked the disciple to sit cross-legged on the ground and close his eyes to practice.
This method is simply unheard of and unheard of.
"Sitting? Can you move blood and refine marrow? A joke!"
"Aren't poor children a human being? It's really hateful to waste like this!"
"I think this person doesn't understand Liezu Fist at all, right? Is the patriarch so confused that he makes such a decision?"
"I heard that a family couldn't bear it anymore. They went to the patriarch's side to ask his child to return to the previous coach to practice boxing. The patriarch seemed to have agreed."
"What about the remaining five? Are the family members dead?"
"You can't go there in a hurry, right? You have to leave some face for the patriarch. I guess they will be exposed in a few months. I don't know why the patriarch did this."
Outside the martial arts field, several Fang guards were talking in a low voice.
It was not until Fang Sheng brought people closer that several people realized and quickly looked at their noses and noses.
A faint smile flashed in Fang Sheng's eyes.
The old man really guessed it right. Fang Longshan’s actions were nothing more than covering his face with a fig leaf.
Fang Sheng brought people into the martial arts field, and looked at the young children full of vitality and punching Liezu's fist, and he couldn't help but nod.
"What are you doing?"
Fang Yue's expression moved, turned around and looked at Fang Sheng, frowned.
"Fang Yue, I just want to come and see my son. Is he still obedient under your hands recently?"
Fang Sheng smiled.
Among the practicing group, a young man was trying Liezu's fist while looking at Fang Sheng. Seeing his father present, the young man fought harder.
"Your son is talented and obedient, so there is no problem."
Fang Yue said lightly: "If you have nothing else, just leave first. You are here, how can they concentrate on practicing boxing?"
"You drove me away. Do you still care about the grudges you and I had when you were young? You became the Marquis of Wu five years earlier than me. Now, my status in Fang's family is not as good as you."
Fang Sheng smiled.
"What do you think of these things now? If the patriarch was not pitiful to me, I have not achieved such a thing now. It would be better for you. I was born as a big figure in the Fire Maple Branch. How could I compare to such a poor family?"
Fang Yue smiled and waved his hand: "Don't talk about these things, just say something, and leave if you have nothing."
Fang Sheng's expression became solemn and solemn:
“It’s true.”
"Tell me."
Fang Yue said lightly.
Fang Sheng pondered and said, "You know that more than half a year ago, my son was almost arranged to practice under Fang Chen. Or did you come to our house and inform us in person, and my old man rushed to the clan leader to reason with him."
"It's been so long since this matter has passed, why are you talking about it? Isn't your son practicing boxing under my hands now?"
Fang Yuedao.
"This incident has attracted a lot of gossip recently, and you haven't heard of it?"
Fang Sheng smiled: "The six poor children were arranged to practice under Fang Chen's hands, but instead of practicing boxing, they learned to meditate by monks and Taoists.
He lives in your mansion, don't you not know?
Although you are a poor family, don’t miss your future, right?
The patriarch wanted to arrange for my son to practice under his command, but now it seems that this may have brought some selfishness.
If my son worships him, wouldn’t he waste more than half a year?
For his age child, more than half a year may affect the path of martial arts in the next few decades."
After saying that, Fang Sheng looked at Fang Yue sincerely:
"The patriarch is no longer the patriarch he used to be. He is old now and is immersed in internal struggle and can no longer lead the Hechuan Fang family to glory.
I know that your ambition is not just about being a Wuhou.
You also hope that the Hechuan Fang family will use their magical powers and move towards the prosperity again, right?"
"What do you want to say? If the words you slander the patriarch here are, you should know what the outcome will be."
Fang Yue's eyes narrowed slightly.
"I just hope to give Fang a chance. If you are willing to support me, it will be the day for ancestor worship in a while. At that time, we can join forces to abdicate the patriarch, so that capable people can take power and lead Fang to glory!"
Fang Sheng bowed.
"I've been doing it for a long time, I'm here to instigate me."
Fang Yue smiled and shook his head: "Does the patriarch like internal fighting? If he doesn't fight, he won't be able to sit in this position.
So would he be willing to watch the Fang family weaken? Of course, he was unwilling, so he was also working hard to improve the Fang family's background.
Otherwise, why is the huge Hechuan Fang clan only the clan leader of the Martial King?
Fang Sheng, Fang Sheng, internal fighting doesn’t matter, but the battle you want is famous, organized, and beneficial.
If you only think about this little thing in front of you and ignore the overall situation of the Quanfang clan, then you should kill it!"
As soon as the word "kill" was released, Fang Sheng felt that he was shrouded in a fierce murderous intent.
He looked at Fang Yue for a while, then smiled faintly:
"I understand your feelings, so I will say goodbye first, and I hope you don't regret it in the future."
After saying that, he bowed his hand and turned around and left.
Fang Yue looked at his back and a faint sarcasm flashed in his eyes.
Seeing that the young man nearby seemed to be eavesdropping, he immediately shouted:
"Concentrate on practicing boxing, everything else has nothing to do with you!"
"yes!"
Everyone was startled and quickly focused on practicing boxing, but they couldn't help but feel a little gloating about the six poor children.
"I have seen Fang Chen's methods with my own eyes. He will never be so bored. He will teach people to meditate, and there must be a deep meaning in it."
Fang Yue thought to himself.
If he hadn't known this, even if he wouldn't be persuaded by Fang Sheng today, he would have doubted Fang Longshan's intention to do this.
Bamboo building courtyard.
Five thin figures sat cross-legged in front of Fang Chen.
Their breath was even and orderly, and it was easy to understand. Fang Chen could see that the spiritual power between heaven and earth was trying to penetrate into their bodies, but because of the existence of the nine bones, it became extremely difficult.
Nine cross bones are like nine heavenly gates, which separate everything from the outside.
"Because of the existence of nine horizontal bones, is the practice method of the Nine Realms really invalid for them?"
Fang Chen seemed to think about something.
He just wanted to see if the practice method in the Nine Realms is useful. If it is useful, he can control spiritual power without stimulating the nine horizontal bones and become a supernatural power.
However, such supernatural powers should be very different from those mentioned in Fang Longshankou, and they should be weaker.
But what if spiritual power replaces the power of qi and blood, and stimulates nine transverse bones?
Is the magical powers produced in this way stronger than the qi and blood stimulation? Fang Chen is not sure about this and needs to be verified.
"If I have these nine bones, I can try them out myself, which will be much more convenient."
Fang Chen whispered to himself in his heart.
Just then, Fang Dan's voice came from outside the yard.
The five people in front of them were immediately awakened.
"You continue to practice."
After Fang Chen finished speaking, he walked out of the bamboo building and opened the yard gate.
I saw Fang Dan with a middle-aged couple looking at him embarrassedly.
"Are you Mr. Fang? We are Fang Ling's parents. We want to drop out of school today. We also ask Mr. Fang to give up and ask Fang Ling to go back and continue practicing Liezu Fist."
The couple immediately bowed, speaking sincerely and pleading with a hint of mercy.