Chapter 17, from Desolate Hearth City, the son of the Sword King
Fang Mu remained silent.
Qiao Wangyou took out a booklet to record his experience of eating flowers, and he didn't seem worried at all.
Li Youlian's eyes were still twitching, looking confident and proud, but there was a bit of resentment in her eyes: "If you don't say something, I will be very embarrassed..."
"Yes." Fang Mu said helplessly, "Tianqing Academy should recruit some truly talented young people like you."
Li Youlian immediately beamed: "I don't like the word young man very much. I prefer the title of young master. If possible, young hero is also a good title."
I said you are fat and you are breathing heavily.
Fang Mu rolled his eyes.
No longer cooperate with him.
"Let's go, don't waste time." Fang Mu said.
So the three of them walked towards the college.
Fang Mu is not worried about whether his mental strength will be unqualified.
He still has confidence in himself.
However, you still have to be somewhat cautious.
Fang Mu asked curiously: "At what level of mental power is considered to be up to standard?"
"It's hard to say, there are too many exceptions in terms of mental power, but it is generally believed that if the spirit is condensed and not dispersed, it is considered qualified. For ordinary people, or the gathering masters in the realm of enlightenment, this is relatively difficult to achieve.
To the extent.”
"If it is solid and has some heaviness, it would be enough to be rated as excellent."
"If it can still show some wonderful qualities, it can even be rated as perfect."
"If you reach a perfect evaluation, you can already be considered a famous genius."
"I heard there are even more outrageous ones."
"The foundation of spiritual power is perfect and flawless, condensed into substance, and can even leave the body and travel around. It is quite unbelievable. Anyway, I have never seen it."
Li Youlian said: "But I think it's impossible. Even if it's only half a step, it's far beyond the scope of ordinary people. It requires both natural talent and crazy mental training. I heard that the genius of the Sword God
The closed disciples are suspected to have reached this level."
"But that person is a lunatic. He was born in a sword village. He tempered his body with his sword spirit since he was a child. I heard that he tore his spiritual power into pieces over and over again before he reached the flawless state."
"How can normal people be like this?"
"The improvement of realm, the expansion of spiritual consciousness, and the training of mental strength are actually equivalent to starting from scratch. In fact, there is no need to do this."
When Li Youlian mentioned the legendary swordsman genius, her tone was quite disdainful and arrogant, but it seemed to be mixed with a bit of envy and jealousy.
"It turns out it's so complicated." Fang Mu suddenly realized.
He was busy practicing at Fang's house, but he didn't know much about it.
But he still thought what Li Youlian said was not quite right.
A better foundation means better adaptation and improvement in the future.
How could it be useless?
"Fang Mu, stop!" A loud shout came from behind.
The three of them stopped.
Fang Mu turned around.
It was the four people who were sent to school by the Fang family. They looked at Fang Mu with quite complicated eyes. After all, the person who was sure to be dead reappeared in front of them.
"Your friend?" Li Youlian asked.
Fang Mu shook his head: "Not very familiar."
This is not nonsense.
A young talent with a bright future.
Naturally, he would not have anything to do with Fang Mu, a "waste person".
Fang Mu's attitude seemed to irritate the four of them. Fang Chang snorted and said coldly: "Although I don't know why you are still alive, since you didn't drown, then go home. The seventh elder is waiting for you in the carriage.
, waiting for you to meet me, don’t waste time.”
Hearing the word drowned, Qiao Wangyou couldn't help but glance at Fang Mu in surprise.
"Go home, why should I go back?" Fang Mu said calmly: "As for the visit, it seems that the seventh elder also played a role in forcing me to hand over my parents' belongings."
Fang Chang's face darkened: "What do you mean?"
"Of course there is no need to see people who are not worth seeing, let alone pay respects to. If he wants to see me, let him come and pay me a visit." Fang Mu replied calmly, but it contained a bit of unswerving will.
Li Youlian glanced at Fang Mu in surprise and praised sincerely: "Well said, well said. Originally, I just met you by chance and happened to be traveling together with you, but now I am somewhat impressed by you."
The expressions of the four members of the Fang family changed slightly.
Fang Chang's eyes flashed with a hint of secret joy.
Okay, arrogant enough.
You must continue to be arrogant.
The Seventh Elder will definitely take away your admission certificate by force at that time.
"Let me come to see you?" The curtain of the Fang family's carriage opened, and the seventh elder walked out. His short eyebrows were thick and majestic like a broken mountain, and his eyes looked extremely cold: "I didn't expect that after being away from home for so many days, I developed an arrogant character.
Angry. I won’t punish you now. Go back with me and the head of the family will deal with you."
I didn't expect that the Seventh Elder would actually show up like this.
"I won't come back." Fang Mu said simply, "I want to enter Tianqing College."
"Your quota has been canceled by the head of the family."
Fang Mu frowned slightly.
Li Youlian sneered from the side: "Tianqing College only recognizes tokens and not people. Cancel it when you say it? Did you open Tianqing College?"
Fang Mu frowned.
That's right.
"Who are you, who dares to interfere with the internal affairs of our family? Even the elders in your family may not be qualified to come forward." The seventh elder's voice was like a bell, carrying a huge sense of oppression.
There was a slight commotion around the carriages.
The name of the Fang family makes many forces look fearful.
Li Youlian slightly raised his sword, walked with his head held high, his white clothes squeaking loudly, like a lonely swordsman standing on the cliff, he said calmly: "I come from Huanglu City."
The seventh elder's expression suddenly changed.
Other forces around him also instantly became quiet.
Countless eyes focused on Li Youlian.
Surprise, surprise, vigilance, curiosity, to name a few.
Li Youlian was quite satisfied.
This is a normal reaction.
On the other hand, look at a flower-eating girl.
Li Youlian looked sideways and found that Qiao Wangyou's expression had not changed, so she could only curl her lips angrily.
"Even if His Excellency the King of Swords comes in person, he can't take care of our Fang family's family affairs." The seventh elder was silent for a while and said, but he didn't sound very confident.
The people around him secretly despised him.
If the King of Swords comes in person.
With his violent temper, if you dare to say such things, you might be cut down on the spot.
You must know that the Sword King is famous for his bad temper.
The Seventh Elder knew that he could not get entangled in this kind of topic, and looked at Fang Mu with a gloomy look: "You have no talent, even if you enter Tianqing Academy, it is meaningless, why waste this place."
"The quota is in my hands. Even if I waste it, it is my own business and has nothing to do with anyone else." Fang Mu replied rudely.
"Since you are stubborn." The aura from the seventh elder slowly released, like a mountain, as if to suppress Fang Mu: "Then I can only take you away by force."
A solitary mountain slowly emerged from the body, shrouded in white mist, and layered with mountains, carrying an incomparably heavy meaning.
The Dharma of the Fang Family - [Cangshan Mountain]
Fang Mu's face changed slightly.
If he was really taken away.
That really means that the sky cannot respond and the earth cannot work.
Lose your freedom.
Can not accept.
After all, a dispute of words is only a fleeting moment.
What determines the outcome is ultimately strength.
The Seventh Elder wanted to take him away, but he had no power to resist.
Fang Mu clenched his fists.
Try your best to circulate the weak energy in your body, and your qi and blood will boil.
No matter how low the realm is.
Nor can it be left to its own devices.
Vaguely, a mysterious aura emerged from Fang Mu's body. Although it was weak, it seemed to contain a violent meaning that was very difficult to control.
But before this extremely faint dragon power could be emitted, an angry voice suddenly floated from the distance.
"Where did this idiot dare to act wild in our Tianqing Academy?"