The war ended, and the defender was completely defeated. He was pulled out again and knelt in a row with all the bitter miners. Seeing the condescending murderous gaze of the winning side, Young Master Fang shivered and made his life's first success.
Erming made a wise decision, kneeling down on the ground with a weak knee, and in his second sad tone of his life, he burst into tears and burst into tears: "Hero, please spare my life, I have a ninety-year-old mother above and two years old below
Brother, I rely on me to support my family, please heroes…”
Then, he was kicked over and knocked out. Before he fainted, he vaguely heard the other party's contemptuous sneer.
"Haha, what's going on with this idiot?"
"Maybe I'm scared."
"There is a ninety-year-old mother above and a two-year-old brother below. Cough... Cough, his father, it's not easy."
"Do you want to stay?"
"Why keep a fool? Forget it, just beat him up for a few hours and throw it out."
...
When I woke up again, I don’t know how many days it will happen. Young Master Fang felt that his bones were falling apart, and even his mind was blank.
After lying down for a few days, he finally regained consciousness, remembered his father, Gu Fenghua, Luo Enen, and the fat white man... At that moment, Young Master Fang cried bitterly.
The awakened Master Fang took the healing pill refined by Gu Fenghua. A few days later, he staggered away from the sad place and wandered around the Lingji Realm.
Perhaps, even God could not bear to see his miserable fate, so he finally gave him a chance. By chance, he came to a low-grade sect, and happened to catch up with the sect to recruit disciples. This time, he remembered
The name of this sect is: Wuwang Sect.
It's just a low-grade sect, so of course there will be no high requirements for recruiting disciples. The qualifications of Young Master Fang are not too bad, so he successfully passed the assessment and was accepted by Wuwang Sect.
What surprised him the most was that according to the elder Chuangong who was responsible for the assessment, his qualifications were rare in Wuwang Sect for thousands of years. As long as nothing unexpected happens, he will be able to get the personal teachings of the Sect Master. The Sect Master has no son. If so
He practices hard, and he may be accepted as his adopted son by the sect leader and inherits the position of sect leader in the future.
Seeing the ancient sect with his own eyes and the magnificent sect master's hall, he knew that he had not been deceived this time.
Just a low-grade sect. If it were the past, Young Master Fang would not take the position of this sect leader seriously, but now it is different. Young Master Fang, who has been a black miner for a while, has already experienced Lingji.
It was difficult to survive in the realm. He heard Elder Chuan Gong's words, so excited that he almost cried out on the spot.
He secretly swore in his heart that he must practice hard, must take the position of Wuwang Sect leader, and must live a personal life.
With such ambition, Fang Tianyou and several other selected young people came to the Sect Master's Hall.
At this moment, the ancient bell rings in the sect. The sound of the bell is distant and vast, shocking people's hearts. Young Master Fang was so intoxicated that he couldn't help but sigh: It's worthy of being the sacred god of Wuji, even if it's just a low-grade sect, a new disciple
The entry is so grand. This welcome ceremony is really grand.
Of course, it may not be that there is such a big show every time a new disciple enters. This time it is just a special case because of him. After all, he is a man who has a great hope of inheriting the position of sect leader, and it is also worth it to be a little bit louder for the welcome ceremony.
.After the shock, Young Master Fang thought so complacently again.