When Fang Zheng finally came to Mingzong with Liu Xiaomeng...
What he faced was the slightly embarrassed expressions of the grandmaster councilors who congratulated him with warm smiles yesterday.
"Fangzheng, Qilin came back yesterday. For some reason, he suddenly started twitching all over his body, and then he started bleeding from all his orifices. Now, he is already out of breath. Could there be something wrong with his practice?"
Li Yunfei asked very skillfully and removed himself perfectly.
Although I know that Fang Zheng must know what happened, there are some things that really cannot be revealed... the fig leaf must be maintained.
"Well, it seems, it seems that they accidentally leaked the technique."
Fang Zheng sighed: "Well, it seems that they still don't understand the binding force of the sect on its disciples. The Dharma should not be taught lightly. All my Shushan exercises are very magical. Just reciting the Dharma secretly in the heart will have extremely miraculous effects.
If he exports it rashly, he will suffer backlash, which will be a fatal injury to his body... That is to say, they just started practicing yesterday. Their foundation is too shallow and their cultivation is not deep. Only in this way can they save their lives... Otherwise, I'm afraid,
Now that he has been buried, there is no chance of carrying him here."
"Then...can this injury be cured?"
Twelve children of senior senators went home, and all of them ended up bleeding from their orifices.
Li Yunfei and others were naturally very nervous. They should have thought that Fang Zheng had decided to establish a sect, and that there were peerless masters like No. 1 Yunduan in the sect. This showed that it was definitely not a temporary move, but a system of his own.
The inheritance...the problem of the leakage of the practice must have been considered.
It's because they are so greedy that they can't see this at all.
But now...
Seeing that there are endless miraculous skills in this Ming Sect, and even the formulas contain great power, it is difficult for my juniors to get admitted. If Fang Zheng came to say that these people are useless, they really would not be able to find a place to reason.
But it's okay.
Fang Zheng's words after that made them relax a little. He smiled and said: "They are not bad luck. Their foundation is too shallow, but they can still be saved. If they have been practicing for a month or two, if they accidentally leak the intensive skills at that time,
, but it’s a certain death situation.”
As soon as these words came out.
Not only Li Yunfei and others, but also the remaining eight Mingzong disciples were as silent as a cicada.
Mingzong's methods are really magical, and there is such a restriction... It seems that as long as you practice their skills, you must not violate the sect rules. Otherwise, some terrible restrictions may have been planted in your body. This
A sect leader can take his own life with just a few moves.
Joining a sect is indeed different from studying in an academy.
And Han Kun was even more grateful. In the past two days, when he was in charge of logistics, he also walked around Mingzong in general and found a library. It can be imagined that Mingzong's exercises must be stored in it.
He may not have been tempted at the time.
But now it seems that if this skill is not given by the sect master personally, I can never secretly ask for it.
Although his strength is far greater than that of Li Qilin and others, judging from the tone of the sect leader, the stronger the strength, the stronger the backlash will be.
Judging from the strength of the first cloud, this skill is definitely far better than the martial arts method I have practiced. If there is a backlash... well, the sect leader has already promised me, so why should I rush to wait for a while?
That was last year.
Even Han Kun himself didn't notice that he was addressing Fang Zheng as the sect master.
Fangzheng's fingertips contained true energy, and he gently tapped a little on the dozen or so disciples...
After a while.
Coughing sounds were heard one after another, and all these disciples spit out a mouthful of thick red blood and slowly woke up and turned around.
He just saw that he was lying in the realm of Mingzong at this time.
In front of him was Fang Zheng's smiling expression.
How come they still don't understand what's going on?
"metropolitan."
The disciples stood up in a hurry, with uncontrollable guilty looks on their faces.
"It doesn't matter. It's not a big deal if you accidentally let it slip. It may just temporarily delay your cultivation progress for a while. If you don't practice hard by then, I'm afraid you will be left behind by your fellow disciples."
Fang Zheng warned: "Just remember, don't make such low-level mistakes again in the future. It's also important for the masters to rescue you in time, otherwise your future will be in jeopardy and your life will be lost. Practice well, and you can expect to be a master in the future, and even gods and humans can expect it.
Don't think about all the nonsense... The sect seems to be strict, but as long as you don't touch the high-voltage wires, there won't be any crisis."
"yes."
A walk between life and death.
Everyone actually had some clarity in their minds, and felt that what Fang Zheng said made sense, didn't it... He had now jumped over the dragon gate and entered Shushan from the selection of tens of millions of people, and the technique was so miraculous,
As long as I succeed in cultivation, what will I gain in the future?
Even if you contribute your skills to your ancestor, so what if you receive a commendation from your ancestor? How can you compare to the reality of your own strength?
I'm afraid even Fang Zheng didn't know that this chance death actually gave these people some unique insights.
"Since the child is fine, I'll take my leave."
Wu Tianchi said goodbye to Fang Zheng a little embarrassed.
Everyone also quickly said that they were in an emergency, and gave a few instructions to their juniors and others, asking them to practice with the sect master and not to leak out the skills indiscriminately, and then met the somewhat resentful eyes of their descendants.
They couldn't talk anymore.
After several attempts by Fang Zheng to persuade them to stay, they all left.
"Sect Master, I will send them off."
A strange smile appeared on Han Kun's face. Obviously, needless to say, he went to stimulate these people.
Although we have to wait for a year, now it seems that we only have to wait for a year...compared to the fact that these guys may have no hope of practicing martial arts in this life, his malicious provocation was actually a bit of a coincidence.
Fang Zheng couldn't help but shake his head, laughing at the fifty steps and the hundred steps, why bother.
Two hours later.
Li Yunfei returned home angrily and said angrily: "Old Han Kun, you have gone too far to deceive others, and this Fang Zheng is so uninteresting. If I talk about seniority, but he is a person of the same generation as his ancestors, I
Sun Zhengdao is currently working with his father. Zhengdao has used the power of our Li family to help him solve a lot of troubles for Fang Huazhong... This Fangzheng agreed to hand over the skills to Han Kun in a year, but he didn't even know how much he thought about us.
One glance...it was too much."
"That's not what I'm saying. Aren't you also planning on someone else's Fang Zheng technique?"
Mrs. Li... It is no longer appropriate to call her Mrs. Li now. Thanks to the effect of the Snow Beauty Pill given by Fang Zheng, Mrs. Li's appearance now seems to be in her early forties, although she is not as beautiful as twenty-eight years old.
The girl is so green and beautiful, but she can also be considered graceful and luxurious.
And it was precisely because of this Snow Beauty Pill that she had a good impression of Fang Zheng.
She glanced at her husband and said, "Can't you honestly tell Fang Zheng that I want to join Mingzong and practice that skill...can't you?"
"I am a high-ranking council member, how can I condescend to join their new sect, Shushan Ming Sect?"
Li Yunfei paused and sighed: "Although Shushan Mingzong is led by Fang Zheng, the most beneficial thing is for Your Majesty. Although Mingzong is weak now, at least ten years will be enough to keep pace with the Upper Council and the Council of Elders. In this way
An important force, Your Majesty will not allow the Council of Ministers or the Council of Elders to interfere, even if I have no such intention... You must know that the most important thing in the court is the way of balance. I want to join Mingzong,
Your Majesty will be the first to disagree."
"I heard what you said is so serious. How can you alone be able to represent the Senate? Besides, you said that Fang Zheng and His Majesty are like a pair of children. If you had obtained Fang Zheng's consent, His Majesty would probably not say anything more.
Right?"
Li Yunfei smiled bitterly.
He shook his head and said: "It's not that easy. You also know the relationship between His Majesty and Fang Zheng. It's hard to tell at a glance which one is close and which one is far... Do you think His Majesty will not warn Fang Zheng in advance? His Majesty is indeed in love.
, but this only means that she will become stupid when facing Fang Zheng, but when facing us..."
He let out a long sigh and said: "Before Fang Zheng was born, how did your majesty, a weak woman, balance the relationship between the Senate and the Council of Elders? Do you think she is really stupid?
Cute girl, right? She's got the monkey spirit... Sigh... Now that I'm so upright, I have a hunch that in ten years at most, it will be difficult for me to be in the Council or the Council of Elders."
"Do you need to prepare in advance?"
"Need not."
Li Yunfei's eyes flashed with light, and he said: "Old stories must end before new legends can begin. But now, with Qilin here, our Li family has a place in the legend. Do you think we don't know what His Majesty's plan is?
She wanted to use Ming Zong to divide our families. Unfortunately, she misjudged one thing. She misjudged how important the connection of family blood is. Rou'er, remember to tell Qilin to go home often.
It lets him know the warmth of the family."
"I see."
Mrs. Li nodded.
Half a month later.
News came...
Ming Zong's disciples can no longer go home at will, because a lingering cloud has enveloped the entire Ming Zong, and Ming Zong has disappeared into Zulong City.