In Mowu South District, there were constant roars on this day.
Fang Ping was covered in golden light and swaggered all the way, reaching the extreme of arrogance.
Everyone in the Martial Arts Society’s Discipline Inspection Department was shocked!
Come again!
And it’s even more extreme than last time. How much ground will it trample on?
And...why did the president start to get all the glory?
Behind him, Old Man Li remained silent. He actually wanted to take Fang Ping to fly back, but Fang Ping refused and insisted on leaving by himself, saying that he wanted to control the power.
But no matter how you look at it...it looks like you are showing off!
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After walking for a while, Fang Ping suddenly shouted: "Qin Fengqing, don't move!"
The next moment, a golden light shot out of Fang Ping's eyes. Qin Fengqing in front of him was so frightened that he jumped away in a hurry. He opened his mouth wide and was unable to speak for a long time.
God!
Can anyone tell me what happened?
How come this guy is so golden?
The golden light in Fang Ping's eyes appeared several meters away, and Old Man Li beside him felt tired again. Is it worth it?
If you expose yourself to light, it will also consume a lot of energy and blood, okay?
Fang Ping didn't care about this now. A dazzling golden light emitted from the back of his head. He looked at Qin Fengqing and said, "When you see a strong man with a golden body, don't you know how to salute?"
Qin Fengqing looked at him, then at Old Man Li beside him, and then said blankly for a long time: "Who is the golden body you are talking about?"
Old Man Li didn’t expose himself!
"you guess?"
Guess your ancestors!
Qin Fengqing really wants to curse at this time, guess what?
What the hell is going on with this guy?
He is really going to collapse!
Not to mention Qin Fengqing, Song Yingji, who had just come out of the energy room to watch the excitement, also had dull eyes and felt like she was dreaming.
What happened to Mowu?
Why did Fang Ping become so golden!
Not only them, everyone who saw it had dull faces, and their thinking almost stopped.
If a lower-level third-level warrior doesn't know anything, that's fine.
Middle and third-grade warriors generally know what this means.
At the same time, a large number of strong men came from the sky.
Even Wu Kuishan, who was recovering from his injuries, was dragged out by Huang Jing.
Something big happened!
Fang Ping appeared in the Southern District, completely naked!
When he heard the news, Huang Jing almost collapsed.
A few days ago, he was still chatting with Wu Kuishan. Fang Ping might reach the eighth or ninth grade one day!
As a result...it turns out that this guy is really going to become a goldsmith!
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In mid-air, Wu Kuishan and Huang Jing fell instantly.
Just after landing, Lu Fengrou, Tang Feng and others quickly landed in the air.
Except for Liu Polu who was still recovering from his injuries, almost all the top leaders of Mowu had arrived.
Seeing Fang Ping's body shining with golden light, Lu Fengrou's eyes were dull at first, then without saying a word, she stepped forward and pinched Fang Ping's neck, and Yukong left!
Others are also confused. We haven't spoken yet. What's going on if you just leave with others?
In mid-air, the golden light on Fang Ping's body became more intense, and everyone below the thorn could not see clearly.
There is nothing I can do, it would be so embarrassing if others saw it.
Lu Fengrou didn't even care about her own face, she did it every time, and it made old man Li imitate him. He did it several times, don't you think it's annoying!
He was shining with golden light, but Lu Fengrou gritted her teeth and shouted: "Put it away!"
"Can't hold it in."
Fang Ping looked innocent. He was not unable to restrain himself at all, but he was really out of control. Now that he was facing a golden light, even if he restrained himself, he still had some control.
Lu Fengrou took a deep breath, said no more nonsense, and quickly led him into Villa No. 8.
As soon as he landed on the ground, Fang Ping accidentally stepped on his feet and smashed the steps at the door into pieces.
Lu Fengrou frowned slightly, and Fang Ping immediately said: "I'll find someone to fix it!"
As for compensation, fines...it doesn't matter.
He is now worth tens of billions, who cares about this?
The school still owes him tens of billions. Let's deduct it and see when it can be deducted completely.
Now the shares of Dan Yao Company have not been sold, and Dan Yao Company has not been listed yet. The system does not know whether it is unable to judge, or it is difficult to appraise the value of the shares, so it has not added wealth value to him.
Fang Ping is not in a hurry. The school has started negotiating with the two major companies in the past few days.
I sold it later and got another few billion in revenue. Money...it's a small thing!
Lu Fengrou didn't say anything. Seeing that he was still stepping on the ground, she picked him up again and walked into the house. As she walked, she asked, "What's going on?"
"Can't I convert the power of heaven and earth? I tried to temper my skull today, and then I tempered it a lot..."
Lu Fengrou looked sideways at him with dangerous eyes: "Do you think I'm an idiot?"
No matter how awesome you are, no matter how powerful you are, how can you temper your skull to this point in just one day?
Those seventh-grade grandmasters can each advance to eighth-grade in three days!
Fang Ping said innocently: "Really, I suspect that my skull was actually tempered by nature. It was just that it was not visible before, but now it has revived after a little tempering."
Lu Fengrou was suddenly speechless.
Is this possibility...possible?
Is there any?
It’s really possible!
But, how is this possible!
All the good things in the world have happened to Fang Ping?
Is he considered a mutant warrior?
Doesn’t count!
Lu Fengrou's eyes were extremely complicated, and she said faintly: "I now suspect that you are the resurgence of an eighth-grade golden body strongman after his death!"
As soon as these words came out, Fang Ping was stunned for a moment.
The other people who just followed were also stunned!
Wu Kuishan looked shocked and suddenly said: "It's very possible!"
Huang Jing also swallowed his saliva and said in a low voice: "How long will it take for the eighth-grade to recover? Which era is he a strong man?"
If the eighth-grade golden body dies in battle and the immortal material is not destroyed, it is possible to be resurrected.
How many years it will take, I don't know.
Because it is only theoretical, no one knows whether the Eighth Grade can really be resurrected.
But the current Fang Ping... really fits all of this!
If he is the immortal substance left behind after the death of a strong eighth-grade golden body, and then entered Fang Ping's mother's body, resurrected, and is now recovering, then everything will be explained!
His mental power mutation, bone marrow mutation, skull mutation, and even the early appearance of brain nuclei all have perfect explanations!
Nothing could be more consistent with this explanation!
The next moment, Old Man Li suddenly said: "Are all mutated warriors like this?"
In the past, no one had considered this, because the mutations in other people were local and too few.
But now, Fang Ping's appearance suddenly made everyone realize this.
"The resurrection of the ancient strong man!"
"Will it carry the original memories?"
"Is there anyone else who is this strong?"
"..."
The faces of several strong men were filled with shock, and they almost all agreed with this judgment!
Only in this way can all this be explained!
Fang Ping, maybe hundreds or thousands of years ago, was a strong man of the eighth level or above. The immortal matter from that time has not been erased. As time goes by and the earth's energy concentration increases, he is resurrecting!
Others were shocked, and Fang Ping was also shocked!
Damn it!
This is such a big idea!
If he didn't have a system, he would believe it himself!
What better explanation is there?
The existence of resurrection after death at the eighth level... is really so reasonable!
Lu Fengrou's imagination is almost beyond imagination. How did she come up with it?
Lu Fengrou's expression kept changing, and she looked at Fang Ping and said, "Have you ever had strange memories? Will memories be resurrected with immortal matter?"
Obviously, Lao Lu recognized him as a strong man who could be resurrected at the eighth level.
Fang Ping's face collapsed. Yes, I have memories of my previous life. In my previous life, I had no martial arts. Do you believe it?
Wu Kuishan also said in a deep voice: "Fang Ping, do you still remember what happened before?"
Fang Ping looked innocent, and after a while he said: "I remember, in our time, there were as many ninth-grades as dogs, and the tops were all over the place. We also created the Heavenly Court, and I should be the first-generation Heavenly Emperor..."
"Crack!"
Lu Fengrou slapped him straight into the ground, and said with an annoyed face: "Even if you are resurrected as a strong man, you will definitely have no memory of the past life. No strong man can be as out of tune as you!"
Everyone else also had dark faces.
Are you kidding me?
Heaven?
Emperor of Heaven?
Fang Ping looked helpless and said depressedly: "You all stare at me with the attitude that I am a strong man from ancient times. What can I do? I am almost doubting myself. Am I really the resurrected strong man from ancient times?
After what you said, I am going to go home and go to the hospital with my parents to do a paternity test..."
Old Man Li said quietly: "The paternity test may not be useful. When you reach your level, you are completely reborn. In fact, you have already replaced your original mortal body." Fang Ping was stunned again. Is there such a thing?
Wu Kuishan ignored him and said in a deep voice: "I am going to report it to the senior management and continue to search for mutant warriors! If what we guessed is true... it means that these mutant warriors are very likely to quickly enter the eighth level! Even
A higher realm!”
Fang Ping's eyes moved when he heard this, and he quickly said: "Principal, are you really sure that the eighth grade can be resurrected?"
Wu Kuishan frowned and said: "It's hard to say! Immortal matter does have many functions, including rebirth of broken limbs! We can do this by consuming a certain amount of immortal matter. Of course, it is also difficult to restore the immortal matter.
If you can regenerate a severed limb, why can't you do something else?
It is not a completely unfounded guess that the eighth grade can be resurrected. It is precisely because of a series of manifestations of immortal matter that we have made such a judgment."
Fang Ping's eyes flickered and said: "So, it is really possible that these mutated warriors are strong men who have resurrected? Principal, why don't we also find some, recruit Mowu after we find them, and train more eighth- and ninth-grade strong men?
!”
Regardless of whether it is true or not, mutant warriors are very strong, this is a fact.
Yao Chengjun, Wang Jinyang, Li Hansong, who is not strong?
Wu Kuishan shook his head slightly and said: "It's very difficult to find. If it were that easy, there wouldn't be just a few of you now.
Many people only experience changes after practicing cultivation.
Wang Jinyang was only discovered after he was a first-level post-ranking man who was able to temper his bones very quickly.
Li Hansong was similar, and Yao Chengjun reached the fourth-level stage, and his mental power suddenly released, and others noticed the difference.
As for you..."
Wu Kuishan didn't know what to say. Your boy changes every day and mutates the same every day. We are almost confused by you.
At this moment, several strong men had complicated expressions on their faces.
Old Man Li stared at Fang Ping, looking left and right, and then said for a long time: "Boy, are you really thousands of years old? Aren't you much older than me?"
"Yes, I am the ancestor of mankind!"
"Bang!"
This time, Old Man Li was not polite and slapped him deeper into the ground, leaving only half of him on the ground.
Others don't care about him, he deserves to be beaten to death.
Huang Jing talked with a few others for a while, and suddenly said with some resentment: "If you put it this way, maybe... he can really enter the eighth level quickly?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts were bleeding.
Is eighth grade that simple?
They have been practicing for so many years, are they really going to be quickly surpassed by this kid?
Lu Fengrou suddenly felt a little tired and said weakly: "Go away, don't appear in front of me recently."
When she saw Fang Ping, she really wanted to beat him to death.
In order to break through, I almost collapsed.
It's good for you, take it easy. Today your bone marrow will mutate, tomorrow your skull will mutate, and even if you are angry, your heart will hurt.
Fang Ping was speechless, and together he took me on a flight just to say these few words?
Are you sure that I am the resurrected ancient warrior?
Fang Ping didn't waste any time. He crawled out from the ground and stepped on all the way, leaving deep pits. He sighed and said: "I have become the ancestor of mankind. Is it possible that I will have to look for my descendants in the future? Maybe I am an acquaintance.
I have become my descendants for countless generations, so embarrassing!”
The faces of everyone behind him were dark.
But if the guess is true, it may not be impossible, which would be really embarrassing!
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After leaving the teachers' dormitory area, Fang Ping suddenly laughed out loud.
Are these old men and women about to collapse?
"But the guess may not be wrong. Is it possible that Lao Wang and the others are really ancient powerful men?"
Shaking his head, Fang Ping didn't dare to think about it anymore.
Recently, as he learned more information and understood more things, he almost wanted to collapse.
"Ignore them, anyway, my strength has become much stronger again!"
After adapting to the current changes and further refining his tactics, Fang Ping felt that he could really defeat the fifth level without any pressure.
If you encounter a sixth-grade person, you can also give it a try. If the opponent doesn't explode with all his strength, he may not be his match.
"By the way, I can also practice Lao Li Tou's fake golden body cultivation method. Maybe I will be able to master it soon. By then, although the gate of the Three Burners is not sealed, I may not be worse than the peak of the sixth grade!"
After walking, Fang Ping returned to the student dormitory area. At the same time, Qin Fengqing had just returned from the South District.
Seeing Fang Ping, Qin Fengqing turned around and left without saying a word.
When he sees Fang Ping now, he always feels sad.
Fang Ping didn't care, and said loudly: "Hey, cultivation is so fast, so troublesome! If I don't restrain myself, I might reach the eighth level tomorrow, it's too fast!"
At this moment, the students passing by were so ashamed of themselves that they almost felt embarrassed.
Qin Fengqing's pace accelerated a lot, her face turned purple, you continue to be arrogant, I have decided to apply to be the admiral in Nanjiang today!
Of course... I feel really envious and crazy in my heart!
Why?
This kid is gaining strength even when he eats and drinks. He really can't get through this day.
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Shortly after Fang Ping returned to his dormitory, Wu Kuishan decided to report to the senior management.
The eighth-grade expert reported the news, and soon the news was passed to the central government.
"Mutated warrior, suspected to be the resurrection of an ancient strong man!"
When this speculation came out, even those at the top were shocked beyond measure.
This kind of speculation and judgment has really never been thought of before.
Before this, there were only a few mutant warriors.
Moreover, these people have a clean family background and are all children of their father and mother. That is a true fact!
If it were a mutated warrior who appeared out of thin air, perhaps these strong men would still consider this direction.
But that’s not the point!
However, Mowu also reported some things about Fang Ping and his mutation process. Now, even these senior officials believed it. It really looked like the resurrection of a strong man!
Is it possible that those above the eighth level can really come back from the dead?
If this is really the case, then some things will be complicated.
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At this moment, Fang Ping didn't care about this.
They can guess whatever they want, but there is no need for more supervision. On the surface, he does not do anything illegal or disciplinary. When he is in the underground cave, supervision is useless.
At this time, Fang Ping thought that there was something else he had not added.
Fang Ping returned to his dormitory and quickly began to expand his storage space.
Fang Ping added it three times, each time adding 1 cubic meter of space and consuming 500 million wealth!
After three times, Fang Ping completely stopped thinking about increasing the number.
1 cubic meter costs 500 million, which is incredibly expensive!
"It's a pity that it can't be manufactured. Otherwise, if it could be turned into a storage ring, one cubic meter in size, it would be sold for more than 500 million, right?"
Strong people are all very rich.
If there was really portable storage equipment, Fang Ping had no doubt that all the masters would fight for it.
After consuming your own wealth, you can add another 18 cubic meters, which is 22 cubic meters in size. This is not a small space.
Measuring 11 meters long, 2 meters wide and 1 meter high, this space is comparable to a small standard container.
"We can't waste it too much. Besides, we promised to open the Power of Heaven and Earth training room, so we can't really count on Lao Huang and the others."
This matter was brought up by Fang Ping. It would be too much to ask Huang Jing and others to keep supplying.
If Fang Ping hadn't suggested it, these masters would rarely do such a thing. After all, they themselves had to practice.
The consumption is too great and they cannot bear it.
"4 cubic meters is enough, and it can hold 4 tons of water."
Fang Ping no longer cared about the storage space, but considered the next arrangements.
Things within the school will take some time to deal with, and he himself needs to practice, at least to the middle of the fifth rank.
Then... he has to consider his next trip to the crypts, the Demonic City crypts.
Of course, at this stage, Fang Ping is not ready to do anything big.
He is waiting too!
Wait until Old Man Li truly becomes the eighth grade, wait for Lu Fengrou and Tang Feng to break through, and wait for Liu Polu to recover from his injuries.
Once they all break through, the six masters can really do something big!