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Chapter 301 The Sacred Lord of Heavenly Sun

"What a beautiful place. It has a vast territory and is rich in resources and people. The people live and work in peace and contentment."

Fang Yang looked a little excited in the flying cloud barrier.

"Did my brother build this country?"

These days, after Fang Yang finished his retreat, he quietly chose a day to go to Shuyang Kingdom, the country founded by his family, with Fairy Yue Fang and He Dong.

Fang Yang's younger brother and parents are all in the capital of Shuyang Kingdom.

"Of course!" Fairy Yuefang said with a smile.

"Although my younger brother has no spiritual roots and cannot cultivate, his military skills, tactics, and martial arts make him a hero of the world!"

Fairy Yuefang carefully introduced the changes over the years to Fang Yang.

My younger brother Fang Mu has been a member of the Baimen since he was a child, and later the Baimen was renamed Yangmen.

Fang Mu received a good education in the sect since childhood and gradually became a leader among the younger generation of the White Sect.

Then another major disaster occurred in Shu, triggering uprisings from all sides.

Fang Mu, who was 28 years old at the time, had just taken office as the deputy head of Bai Men.

He had the world in mind, hated tyranny, and felt sorry for the people's hardship. Finally, he rose up in rebellion, causing shock in all directions.

You know, because of the support of Fairy Yue Fang, Baimen is already the strongest among the various sects in Shu.

As soon as he rebelled, rebel armies from all over the world seemed to have found a backbone and joined him one after another.

In the next three years, Fang Mu fought in all directions and quickly captured Shu.

In order to commemorate his sect Yangmen and his eldest brother Fang Yang, he named his country Yang.

After that, the world was settled, and he also expanded his territory to the west and south.

He conquered a large territory and made Shu a powerful country.

Because of secular national wars, generally no high-level monks will go to war.

In the past, there were only some monks in the Qi training stage of the Shu Kingdom. Their qualifications were mediocre and there was generally no hope of advancement, so they became national teachers or worshipers in the worship hall.

Fang Mu's uprising did not arouse much resistance because of the support of Yangmen.

After hearing Fang Mu's story, Fang Yang felt very emotional.

He also did not expect that his runny-nosed, cry-loving little brother would now become the founding monarch of the country.

"Now Yang Kingdom has been established for thirty-two years, and my younger brother is also called Emperor Taizu of Tianyang." Fairy Yuefang's face was full of excitement when she talked about her younger brother.

"Boss Fang, you are so lucky to have such a capable brother! It's a pity that he has no spiritual roots, which prevents him from cultivating."

He Dong thought for a while and said, "By the way, Boss Fang, since you now have so many rare elixirs, you may be able to open up a path of cultivation for your brother."

Fang Yang nodded seriously after hearing this.

I heard from Fairy Yuefang that Fang Yang's parents are in much better condition.

Their father, Fang Yan, has the three spiritual roots of metal, wood and water, and their mother, Wang, has the dual spiritual roots of fire and earth, and her qualifications are pretty good.

Because of this, they were able to give birth to Fang Yang, a son with all the five elements.

His father, Fang Yan, was originally a Confucian scholar and now practices Confucianism.

My mother, Wang, practices a set of "Changchun Jue". She has a simple temperament and is focused on cultivation, so her progress is not slow.

With the help of their daughter Fairy Yuefang, the two of them have successfully established the foundation.

Fang Yang's flying cloud barrier flashed from the sky, and then the flying cloud barrier turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.

He appeared again and had quietly arrived at the northwest corner of the Royal Garden. He had just explored the entire palace from the air.

Fang Yang had already seen a simple thatched house here from the air, which was in sharp contrast to the splendor of the palace.

"The way of a university lies in being virtuous, being close to the people, and striving for perfection..."

When you walk in here, you can hear the sound of reading.

No one could have imagined that this place was actually a private school.

When Fang Yang saw this private school, he was shocked.

This is actually the same as the private school my father opened in Tulin Village when I was a child.

When the family's financial situation was good, Fang Yang used to practice hyphenation in his private school. Later, due to several years of famine, the Fang family was finally destitute and had to sell him.

"This is..." Fang Yang was so surprised that he couldn't speak for a moment.

Fairy Yuefang smiled and said: "This is my father's private school. Although my father has become the Supreme Emperor now, he still can't be idle!"

"He was afraid that his brother's princes and grandsons would be bad imitators, so he decided to teach them himself!"

Fairy Yuefang smiled.

Fairy Yuefang immediately led Fang Yang and walked towards the thatched house.

Before they had gone far, several patrolling guards with swords, led by a leader with strong martial arts skills, rushed over.

"Who dares to break into the forbidden area of ​​the palace!" These people were aggressive and looked like they were facing a formidable enemy.

Fairy Yuefang shook her head and said, "Wu Feng, don't you even know who I am?"

The leader of the guards was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood and immediately bowed down and said: "Ah, Wu Feng, the second-rank commander of the Imperial Palace, has met Princess Yue Fang."

Wu Feng said that he was somewhat related to Fang Yang. His father was the brother of Wu Qingming, the then head of the White Sect.

His father died in battle while following Fang Mu to conquer the world. This son was highly skilled in martial arts and a loyal minister, so Fang Mu kept him by his side.

"Excuse me, who is this person next to Princess Yuefang?" Wu Feng asked.

"He's my brother!"

When Fairy Yuefang talked about Fang Yang, her heart was filled with pride.

Wu Feng hurriedly bowed to Fang Yang and said, "Wu Feng has met the Holy Lord Tianyang of Zhenguo!"

"Sage Tianyang?"

Fang Yang was a little confused.

At this time, Fairy Yue Fang smiled and explained that when her younger brother Fang Mu founded the country, he was grateful for Fang Yang's kindness and took Yang as the name of the country.

At the same time, Fang Yang was also canonized as the Holy King of Tianyang and a temple was built to worship him.

It turns out that when Fang Mu founded the country, he also considered how to confer a title.

He knew in his heart that he could become the king of a country, and his brother Fang Yang and sister Fang Yue were definitely his solid pillars.

Without their support, the enemy monks would definitely take action.

So he gave both Fang Yang and Fang Yue the title of "Guo Zhen", which is a very high title.

At the same time, Fang Mu claimed to be the Emperor of Tianyang, and he canonized Fang Yang as the Holy King of Tianyang in the hope that Fang Yang could protect Yang Kingdom.

Fang Yang understood that although his younger brother was an emperor, his respect for cultivators was the same as that of ordinary people.

He treats cultivators as gods, so he has such canonization.

"Hahaha, Boss Fang, I didn't expect that you have been enshrined in a temple. No wonder you are so lucky. Maybe this is also related to the luck in the world!"

He Dong smiled, but his words were not unreasonable.

Fang Yang gently said to Wu Feng: "Please get up quickly and lead the way. I want to visit my father and mother!"

"As you command!"

Then Wu Feng took Fang Yang and the others towards the small courtyard of the thatched house, and soon heard the sound of reading loudly coming from inside the thatched house.

"Huh? Nephew Wu Feng, how come you have time to come to my courtyard?"

As soon as Wu Feng stepped into the small courtyard, Fang Yang's father Fang Yan spoke up.

He is a foundation-building monk, so his spiritual sense can naturally detect hundreds of feet away.

"Report to the Supreme Emperor..."

Wu Feng stepped forward to bow and was about to make introductions. At this time, Fang Yan's spiritual sense still detected Fang Yue and Fang Yang behind Wu Feng.

"Yue'er, you're back! This... is... it's Yang'er, Yang'er is back... Damn it, Yang'er is back..."

Fang Yan was obviously a little excited.

Fangyang's mother, Wang, who was in the inner hall, also hurriedly flew over.

She is also a foundation-building monk, and her speed is not too slow.

"It's Yang'er, is Yang'er back..."

Fang Yang's parents suddenly became excited.

Fang Yang's father, Fang Yan, is now nearly a hundred years old.

However, he has become a cultivator after all, so he looks like he is in his forties, with a long beard and black hair.

And because he practices Confucianism skills, he exudes a faint aura of awe.

And the exercises practiced by her mother Wang also make her look like she hasn't changed much from decades ago.

"Father, mother, the child is back!" Fang Yang immediately bowed down.

"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back~" Fang Yang's parents couldn't help but shed tears when they saw their son they hadn't seen for many years.

At this time, more than a dozen children in the private school class immediately came over and bowed down: "See the Holy Lord Tianyang of the Zhenguo, and see the Princess Yuefang of the Zhenguo."

These children are all Fang Mu's princes and grandsons, and they are usually the most polite in the palace.

Moreover, Fang Yang is a legendary immortal figure, and these children admire him even more.

"Quickly, no gifts..."

Fang Yang gently lifted up his brother Fang Mu's many princes and grandsons.

At this time, the sound of horse hooves was heard.

It turned out that it was his younger brother Fang Mu who heard that his elder brother and sister were coming together. He immediately finished his morning court and rushed over on horseback.

"Big brother, second sister!"

Fang Mu galloped over on a black horse.

He was indeed an emperor who conquered the world on horseback, with strong martial arts and superb riding skills. He now looks to be in his fifties.

He exuded a strong aura, and the emperor's pressure made Wu Feng and others tremble in fear.

However, these mortal pressures had no effect on Fang Yang, after all, Fang Yang had become a Nascent Soul monk.

"Brother, you are finally back. Please bow to me as a younger brother!"

Fang Mu dismounted and was about to bow down, but Fang Yang held him back gently and stopped him from bowing down.

"Now that you are the emperor of a country, there is no need for these red tapes between you and me."

"Hahaha, that's right, that's right, today our Fang family does not have the courtesy of a monarch or a minister, only the courtesy of a family member!"

Father Fang Yan smiled and said that as the Supreme Emperor, his words can naturally resolve etiquette issues.

However, when Fang Yang held Fang Mu's arm, he suddenly felt a strange energy running inside Fang Mu's body, and it was extremely secretive.

If Fang Yang had not become a Nascent Soul cultivator, he would never have discovered the clues.

Fang Yang frowned and said with a somewhat surprised expression: "How come you have such an evil spirit? Brother, who have you been in contact with recently?"

Seeing this, Fang Yue also put her hand on Fang Mu's wrist, and her expression immediately changed.

"What a powerful sinister energy. It's hidden so deeply. If it weren't for my eldest brother, I might not be able to tell it even if my younger brother is poisoned!"

Fang Yue couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.

Fang Yang nodded and said: "The person who uses this poison method injects the poison into his younger brother's blood, hides it, and does not have an attack. Instead, it subtly merges with his lifeblood and bone marrow!"

"When the poison takes effect, even if I can help him reshape his physical body, I'm afraid his soul will have been reduced to nothing. Brother, think about it carefully, have you met any strange people recently?"

(Another update is coming. Please remind me more. The updates have been too fast recently and the reminder tickets are full of holes.)


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