"The secret realm of magical powers! The young master actually stepped into the secret realm of magical powers. It's really incredible!"
Seeing that Wang Mingzhen was floating in the air without using any force, and his body was surrounded by a series of vitality Tai Chi diagrams, the round-faced waitress Wang Qin couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Ten years of health maintenance, one day of magical powers, the young master is truly a genius!"
Another oval-faced waiter, Wang Wei, flushed with excitement and looked at Wang Mingzhen with admiration in her eyes.
As Wang Mingzhen's personal maid, after so many years of exposure, she knows a lot of martial arts information, so she naturally understands the horror of the supernatural realm!
In the Beili Dynasty, as long as a powerful person with magical power sits in charge, it can be called a first-class family, suppress the family's destiny for hundreds of years, and even send the family's children to the immortal gate to practice.
Over the years, the ancestors of the Wang family have spent countless resources in order to attack the magical realm. Even the young master's monthly salary has been reduced a lot, only one-tenth of the original, and his life is very difficult. If the head of the family hadn't provided help from time to time, his life would have been very difficult.
It will be more difficult.
After all, the young master is innately deficient and unable to practice martial arts, and his future prospects are slim. Even as the son of the head of the family, he cannot receive many resources for training.
Human beings are creatures that seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, so naturally they ignored Wang Mingzhen, and there were some gossips in daily life.
Except for Wang Qin and Wang Wei, they have no choice. Others will rush there to curry favor. Not everyone has Lu Buwei's vision and knows what it means to live in a rare commodity!
Fortunately, Wang Mingzhen's cheap dad is the head of the Wang family, and he can't practice martial arts. He is not a threat to others, but there is no other nonsense that happened.
At this time, Wang Mingzhen broke through the secret realm of supernatural powers, and the happiest girls were Wang Qin and Wang Wei.
Although they don't know what "one person achieves enlightenment, and chickens and dogs ascend to heaven", as personal maids, they will definitely get huge benefits and even be able to embark on the path of spiritual practice.
Wang Mingzhen ignored the thoughts of the two maids, slowly closed his fists, and exhaled a long breath. The turbid air left his body three feet away, breaking through the void, and lasted for a long time.
As he opened his eyes again, Wang Qin quickly picked up the towel and ran over to help him wipe away the non-existent sweat! Wang Wei took a bowl of warm soup and handed it to Wang Mingzhen to drink.
Seeing the excited expressions of the two maids, Wang Mingzhen couldn't help but have a smile on his face.
It has to be said that after spending several years together day and night, he still has some feelings for these two maids, even comparable to the feelings he has for his cheap father.
Wang Mingzhen doesn't mind giving the two of them some opportunities as long as they don't harm their own interests.
Due to the ban on the Gate of Eternal Life, he was unable to contact the inner world and the Kingdom of God. Naturally, he was also unable to call on some of his subordinates to help him run errands and collect various resources.
In this way, Wang Mingzhen naturally has to train some confidants to handle some chores for him. Anyway, he has to train some subordinates, and naturally he has to train those who are close to him and whom he likes.
With a thought in his mind, Wang Mingzhen put his hands on the shoulders of Wang Qin and Wang Wei respectively, and a vast force was continuously poured into their bodies, cleansing their menstruation and marrow, strengthening their foundation and cultivating their vitality.
Then, under the control of Wang Mingzhen's thoughts, the two women slowly started Tai Chi, refining and absorbing the vast pure Yang energy in their bodies.
As time passed and the night fell, the two women's boxing movements were slow and smooth, each move smooth and stretched, flowing smoothly, and there was no trace of the unfamiliarity of beginners.
Even if Wang Mingzhen deliberately suppressed them, after one round of Tai Chi, the two women broke through one after another and directly reached the fourth level of the secret realm of the physical body, the hard and soft realm, which was extremely terrifying!
At this moment, Wang Mingzhen suddenly had a whim and sensed that a great opportunity was coming. However, after deducing it with Xiaotian Jishu, he found nothing, which was extremely strange.
He is not surprised. Although he is powerful, he is not invincible. Although there are not many people in this world who can hide from him, there are also not a few!
The Gate of Eternal Life is infinite, encompassing three thousand worlds, the heavenly realm, the upper realm, and even parallel time and space as many as the sands of Hengsha. I don’t know how many powerful people have been born in the past three thousand eras!
Due to the particularity of the eternal world, these strong men are bound to the Gate of Eternal Life and cannot escape. Even the strongest men in the Immortal King Realm do not know how many strong men are sleeping inside the Gate of Eternal Life!
Only those that Wang Mingzhen knows about include the Yuanshi Demon Lord, Hongmeng Taoist, the Immortal King of Creation, the Mythical Old Man, the Ancestral Saint King, the Worldly Freedom King Buddha, the Ancient Dragon, the Nine-Nine Supreme Immortal King, the Dimensional Immortal King, the Origin Immortal King, and the Truth Immortal.
king……
There are so many immortal kings that you can’t count them with both hands! The water in this world is so deep that even Wang Mingzhen is quite afraid!
However, the only person in the entire Xuanhuang World who can hide his existence is the protagonist of this world, Fang Laomo. Although Fang Laomo is now just a slave of the Fang family and has not yet embarked on the path of cultivation.
But Fang Laomo's predecessor was the weapon spirit of the Gate of Eternal Life, the supreme being that suppressed the world for billions of time and space and three thousand epochs. He was the true uncrowned king of this world! His destiny is naturally not under anyone's control.
This also means that his opportunity is related to Fang Laomo, and it seems that the curtain is about to begin!
Thinking of this, a strange color flashed in Wang Mingzhen's eyes, and an invisible power of thought emitted instantly, and all the scenes within a million miles appeared in his perception.
The Longyuan River is endless, majestic, stretching as far as the eye can see, and stretches for thousands of miles. The water is mighty and the waves are crashing, as if there are really dragons lurking at the bottom of the river. This is an important river in the Beili Dynasty, Longyuan Province
It is named after this river.
At this time, on a beach on the upper reaches of the Longyuan River, a tall and burly middle-aged man wearing dark gold clothes kept running away. As he ran, there were bursts of sonic booms, as fast as a galloping horse!
On the riverside in front, countless torches suddenly lit up, like a fire dragon, illuminating for miles around. As the figures flashed, the sound of countless powerful crossbows roared through the air.
Facing the attack of arrows, the middle-aged man frowned slightly, lowered his body, and clung to the beach, cleverly avoiding the attacks of countless crossbow arrows.
"Bai Haichan, you can't escape! As long as you hand over the Nine Apertures Golden Elixir and the Picture of the Dragon Crouching in the Yellow Spring, and join our family, not only will you avoid the death penalty, but you will also enjoy endless glory and wealth!"
Seeing Bai Haichan surrounded by hundreds of elites, an elegant middle-aged man wearing brocade clothes, with gray temples, a face full of vicissitudes, and bright eyes came forward and loudly persuaded him to surrender.
"Longyuan Fang Family, Fang Zeshan!" Although Bai Haichan was surrounded, he was calm and calm, without any trace of nervousness.
"Yes, it's me! I didn't expect Mr. Bai Haichan to recognize me." Fang Zeshan said with a smile.
Bai Haichan did not answer. He narrowed his eyes, took a step forward, crossed dozens of steps, and came straight to Fang Zeshan.
Immediately, he made a fist with his right hand and moved back toward Fang Zeshan's head. The terrifying power aroused bursts of air explosions. The speed was so fast that hundreds of elites around him had no time to react.
"Cranes dance across the sky!"
At the critical moment of life and death, Fang Zeshan stretched out the two large muscles on his back, like a crane spreading its wings. His body became light and airy, moving with the wind of the punch, and he actually dodged the punch.
A trace of pity flashed in Bai Haichan's eyes, and his body did not stay, but rushed into the crowd.
With a few moves, he killed dozens of elite guards, rushed out of the encirclement, and walked away.
The other elites raised their Feihe Repeating Crossbows, and countless crossbow arrows shot towards Bai Haichan, but they were blocked by Bai Haichan's dark gold clothes.
Obviously, that dark gold dress is a treasured garment that is not afraid of ordinary swords and arrows!
"Fang Zeshan, how dare you stop me? I'll record your head for now, and I'll take your life later." Bai Haichan's cold voice came from afar.
"Bai Haichan, once you've come, let's make peace with it. Why are you leaving in such a hurry?" A voice as misty as smoke suddenly came.
"Who?" Bai Haichan's expression changed drastically, and he looked around attentively.
I saw a woman in white clothes with fat skin, eyebrows like a crescent moon, jade bones and icy skin, like a moon palace fairy, walking slowly.
As soon as this woman in white appeared, all the guards stood solemnly, bowed and said: "Miss!"
Fang Zeshan squeezed out a smile on his gloomy face and said loudly: "Qingxue, why are you back?"
This woman in white is none other than the eldest lady of the Fang family, Fang Qingxue.
She is a true disciple of the Yuhua Immortal Sect, and she is the reincarnation of the legendary Lightning Mother Heavenly Lord, a true peerless genius!
"Second uncle, I just came back from Yuhuamen." Fang Qingxue nodded towards Fang Zeshan, "Leave the affairs here to me."
"Leave it to you? What a big sigh!" Bai Haichan looked at Fang Qingxue and sneered.
While speaking, he raised his hand, and a black light cut through the void and attacked Fang Qingxue.
This is Bai Haichan's trump card, the hidden weapon Wusha Wheel, a flywheel made entirely of tungsten steel, surrounded by sharp saw teeth. Anyone within the same level will die!
However, Fang Qingxue's body was covered with electricity grids, and the Wusha Wheel just came within three feet of her body, melting like a candle and dripping onto the beach.
"Melting gold and iron, this is the method of the secret realm of magical powers! At such a young age, you have actually stepped into the secret realm of magical powers. Another unparalleled genius has emerged from the Yuhua Sect!"
A look of disbelief flashed in Bai Haichan's eyes, his tone was extremely crazy, and he turned around and ran away without thinking!
Facing Fang Qingxue in the secret realm of magical powers, his cultivation in the tenth level of the secret realm of the physical body, the realm of divine transformation, is simply vulnerable!
"Purple Lightning Yin Thunder Blade!"
Watching Bai Haichan take a few breaths, he quickly escaped out of sight. Fang Qingxue raised his finger in the air, and a fist of purple lightning and lightning brewed out, turned into six sword lights, and killed him from across the air!
Boom! There was no room to dodge, and Bai Haichan's entire body was hit. The precious clothing that could withstand swords was also torn apart by the strong current, and a burning smell came out.
However, to Fang Qingxue's surprise, Bai Haichan, who had lost all vitality, jumped into the Longyuan River, and his figure instantly disappeared within the range of her spiritual thoughts.
In the deep Longyuan River, Bai Haichan's eyes were as black as a corpse, and a strong and domineering will came out of his body, striking towards Wang Mingzhen's consciousness.
"You dare to spy on eternal life even though you are a mere reincarnation of a heavenly king. You are simply seeking death!" Bai Haichan whispered to himself in a low voice, with endless murderous intent in his tone.
Fang Lao Mo is the one in his palm, he does not allow anyone to block his plan, and he is determined to win the opportunity of eternal life!
Wang Mingzhen only felt a terrifying thought rushing into his sea of consciousness, running rampant and constantly destroying his thoughts.
A sneer appeared on his face, and with a slight snort, he mobilized his thoughts in the sea of consciousness to suppress the ray of will that entered his sea of consciousness.
After all, Bai Haichan was just an incarnation of the Immortal King of Creation, and the trace of will that broke into Wang Mingzhen's sea of consciousness was only an insignificant ray of consciousness of the Immortal King of Creation.
Although this ray of consciousness is powerful, it is ultimately just water without a source. Under the constant encirclement and suppression of Wang Mingzhen's consciousness, it cannot escape the end of being wiped out.
"Immortal King of Creation, you wait for me!" A cold light flashed in Wang Mingzhen's eyes, with murderous intent in his heart!
However, it is said that after Fang Laomo secretly learned the Fang family's foundation-building boxing technique "Songhe Wanshou Fist", he would hide in the reeds of the Longyuan River every night to practice the boxing technique and practice diligently.
It's a pity that his foundation is too poor and he doesn't have enough resources to nourish his body. After practicing for a long time, his physical strength will be severely exhausted, and he will lose both qi and blood!
On this day, as usual, he hid in the reeds to practice, but found a charred corpse floating in the reeds.
In order to avoid being implicated, Fang Laomo decided to bury the corpse. As for the Nine Apertures Golden Pill, the Picture of Fu Jiao Huangquan, and the red gold contained in the corpse, it was natural that he would be rewarded.
Just when he was about to bury the body, the body suddenly started to move. It was Bai Haichan.
Bai Haichan accepted Fang Laomo as his disciple, established a master-disciple karma, and completed the plan.
He explained the major forces to Fang Laomo and broadened his horizons; helped him refine the Nine Apertures Golden Elixir to build a supreme foundation; he left a picture of the Yellow Spring with Fu Jiao to protect him, and also preached and solved doubts. After doing this, he
Take your last breath!
After burying the body of cheap master Bai Haichan, Fang Laomo was just about to return to Fang's house when he found a young man with an extraordinary temperament blocking his way, looking at him with half-smiling eyes. It was Wang Mingzhen.
"This little friend, I wonder if I can borrow the picture of Fu Jiao and Huangquan?" The voice was calm, but it revealed the consciousness that could not be refused.
Feeling the seemingly absent pressure on his body, Fang Laomo showed a wry smile and offered the picture of Fu Jiao to the Yellow Spring in his hands.
Taking over the Huangquan Diagram of Fu Jiao, Wang Mingzhen poured a large amount of pure Yang energy into the diagram, and forcibly awakened the weapon spirit, Huangquan Jiaolong, Yan.
"Little Jiao, I would like to use the five emperors and great demons to gain some understanding. What do you think?" Wang Mingzhen said in a deep voice.
"How do you know that I have the magical power of the Five Emperors and Great Demons? Are you an immortal from the immortal world? A lackey of heaven?" Yan's heart was shaken and he asked one after another.
"Stooge?" Wang Mingzhen frowned slightly, and a ray of light penetrated the picture of underworld and fell on the dragon in the picture.
Yan only felt a terrifying force pressing down on his body. Without even a hint of resistance, his body exploded.
Later, under the influence of a mysterious force, they reunited into the body of a dragon in the Huangquan River.
Soon after, Yan's dragon body exploded again and reunited into a dragon. Exploded again, reunited again...
After three consecutive times, Yan looked at Wang Mingzhen with fear in his eyes. There is great terror between life and death, and the continuous cycle of life and death is even more terrifying!
The dragon was under the eaves and had to lower his head. Yan quickly passed the information about the five emperors' magical powers into Wang Mingzhen's consciousness.