The morning light is dim.

The moon is hidden and the stars are sinking, and the light of the sun gradually occupys the entire world.

Two figures rushed into the maple forest like flying.

It was A Fei and Sun Xiaohong. They ran so fast, their faces were filled with anxiety and fear, and there was a little helplessness.

That feeling can be crazy!

Even though they had tried their best, they seemed to be unable to stop the tragedy.

Shenfeng Tower is really hard to find.

Fortunately, they finally arrived and saw the blood-red threshold and the closed door.

But Sun Xiaohong no longer dared to push open the door.

She was afraid that she would see Li Xunhuan's body as soon as she opened the door and the little Li flying knife placed on the wall!

Or maybe Li Xunhuan was suffering from death in this door.

A Fei suddenly said slowly: "Even if you know that it is useless to do something, you still have to do it!"

He walked forward and wanted to push open the door of Shenfeng Tower.

Squeak!

The door suddenly opened from inside and walked out alone.

The one who came out was Li Xunhuan. Although he seemed very tired, he was still alive!

Being alive is the most important thing!

Sun Xiaohong blurted out: "You actually won?" I don't know if it was a surprise or surprise.

A Fei couldn't help asking: "Where is the master of Shenfeng?"

It seems that even though Ah Fei and Sun Xiaohong have been silently praying and looking forward to it countless times in their hearts, they still don’t believe that Li Xunhuan can actually beat the master of Shenfeng!

Li Xunhuan smiled bitterly: "No! I lost! But I came out!"

Lost! But he walked out alive!

Both Ah Fei and Sun Xiaohong couldn't understand, so they walked into Shenfeng Tower together.

The building was empty and there was no piece of furniture. The walls around it were graves of weapons. Sun Xiaohong couldn't help but shudder!

Her and Ah Fei's eyes suddenly widened because there was no one inside!

"Where did he go?"

Although Ah Fei and Sun Xiaohong did not ask, this meaning was already revealed in their eyes.

The bitter smile on Li Xunhuan's face was even more intense: "I want to answer your question, but unfortunately I really don't know..."

They have never seen Fang Ming again since...

...

The world of Daqian, Yanghe County, and the city of Wanren.

Fang Ming frowned, slapped his left hand, and a blood arrow came out of his body, carrying several broken wreckages of flying knives.

"Xiao Li Fei Dao is worthy of being Xiao Li Fei Dao!!!"

Fang Ming sighed sincerely. Even if he already possesses the secret of Xiao Li's flying sword, it is hard to imagine that there is such a sword technique in the world.

He thought of Li Xunhuan's last knife again.

No one could tell the light at that moment and the speed of the sword. It was a mysterious realm that could only be understood but not expressed.

But fortunately he finally understood!

The last touch of Xiao Li's flying knife was finally completely mastered by him!

"Little Li's flying sword is indeed a false one. It is indeed a sword that connects the spirit. Without the use of the divine essence, he would definitely not be able to use such a sword..."

Fang Ming exclaimed with satisfaction, and several classics appeared before his eyes again.

That is the "Xuanzhen" that he can only understand the superficial meridians, the "Taixuan" two sutras, and the "Wanjie Sword Technique" and "Golden Pass Jade Bone Art" that he can understand!

The first two are at least celestial level exercises, while the latter two are master level exercises, both involving the "divine essence" in the dark!

"Fang La is a master of the master level, but unfortunately I only understand the part before the master's sword technique with Wanjie... But now..."

Fang Ming reminisced the statement about "God" in these secret books again, and compared it with Xiao Li's flying knife technique, and immediately understood something.

The use of "God" by Xiao Li's flying knife was like a strange key, leading him to open the door and enter the world of "God Yuan"!

"Among these classics, Xuan Zhen is too high in realm, and the description of god is the most profound. Unfortunately, I can only understand 20% or 30% of Fang La's master classics... But I can understand 40% or 50% of Xiao Li's flying sword... I already understand 10% of Xiao Li! Finally there is a line that can be connected..."

Fang Ming's heart suddenly moved.

If you use the metaphor for the previous life, the Xuanzhen Sutra and the Taixuan Sutra are university textbooks, while the master-level exercises such as "Wanjie Knife Technique" are high school textbooks. As for Xiao Li's flying sword, which only involves a little spiritual use, they are primary and junior high school textbooks.

Fang Ming’s current martial arts level is only the level of junior high school and elementary school. He is naturally confused when he sees things in college and high school.

After getting Xiao Li’s flying sword, he started from the most simple stage and finally got started!

"It's just... Xiao Li's flying knife is not enough. I need more and more skills involving divine essence to truly understand the same things..."

Fang Ming thought for a while, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Fortunately, in the martial arts world, there are quite a few mysterious martial arts skills like Xiao Li Feidao!

"One day, the realm of divine essence will be fully displayed in front of me..."

Fang Ming sighed again: "But even if you know the use of divine essence, you must keep up with your own foundation... You cannot practice internally, your flesh orifices are not perfect, and you cannot even meet the most basic requirements for an advanced master..."

He took a deep breath, and the vital energy of the heaven and earth around him was faintly poured into his body, constantly turning into the extremely pure innate true energy.

After some breathing, Fang Ming nodded with satisfaction, knowing that he had taken another step forward in the process of innate refining!

"Fighting with many masters is indeed a big martial arts advancement!"

Fang Ming couldn't help but recall the trip to Xiao Li's flying sword. If he hadn't had a series of battles with old man Tianji, Shangguan Jinhong, Jing Wuming, and Xiao Li's flying sword and other masters, his progress would not have been so obvious.

What's even better is that people in the Daqian world will only think that he is in seclusion, and will never expect that his martial arts have begun to make rapid progress!

With the martial arts order in hand, it is indeed an excellent choice to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!

Fang Ming walked out of the quiet room and came to the study.

Not long after, Yue Yun walked in: "I have met the leader!"

At this time, there were no outsiders in the study, otherwise no matter who saw Yue Yun’s reverence, he would inevitably be shocked.

But how could they know that Fang Ming was not Yue Peng, but Yue Yun was worshiping the leader of the Divine Sword Sect?

"I didn't say it..."

Fang Ming frowned: "Not only should I change the title, but this habit must also be changed in the future. Never reveal flaws..."

"I obey the order!" Yue Yun obeyed the orders, and Fang Ming shook his head helplessly.

"Forget it!" He waved his hand: "How long have I been in seclusion?"

"In less than a day, I believe the leader, the genius, has gained something!"

The warriors have never been as short as Fang Ming in seclusion. It seems that Yue Yun has mostly comforted and flattered!

But he didn't know that Fang Ming was truly "a big gain"!

‘Compared to possessing a body, it only took half a day to travel through the real body... One day in the sky, one year underground?’

Fang Ming thought of this sentence in his heart.

He was in Xiao Li's flying sword world for nine months, but he only worked hard for a day. Isn't this another version of the legend of the "Immortal World"?

"But... the world of big kung slaying is indeed no different from the fairy world than the world of Xiao Li's flying sword..."

Fang Mingmuran remembered Taoist Liuyun.

According to the information, this powerful man of heaven and man is over 100 years old, but he is still like a young man, without any old appearance, riding a crane, just like a god among immortals!

"Maybe... the story and legends that spread in the sky one day and one year underground are because someone really entered a world with a higher energy level by chance?"

After sorting out his thoughts, Fang Ming asked again: "How are other sects and our alliances recently?"

At this time, many files had already accumulated in the study, and only he, the leader, could make the decision. Fang Ming quickly approved the reply while listening to Yue Yun's report, and he was aware of the dynamics in the entire Kangzhou.

"Taiping County, the friction between the Governor's Office and the Qingyun Sect intensified. The Dajiang Alliance was originally in the middle and reconciled, but now there is no room for improvement. If the two tigers fight, there will be one injury!"

"The Taoist Liuyun has appeared in Yunzhou. It seems that he really has no intention of staying in Kangzhou. It's very good..."

"You must also pay close attention to the movements of masters and monitor them carefully... You must never relax..."

Fang Ming's pen was like a dragon and a snake, and the orders were issued one by one.

Yue Yun obeyed the orders one by one, and felt admiration in his heart.

Originally, in his heart, Fang Ming's martial arts skills at this age was already terrifying and terrifying. He might need his own strong assistance in terms of human nature and assistance.

But now, although I am not at ease when I read official documents, I am also a skilled person. I can’t help but feel awe. I sigh in my heart that all those who are capable can be extraordinary!

He didn't know that Fang Ming had been in the martial arts world for a long time, and the scale of the Money Gang had surpassed the current Dajiang League in his heyday, so he naturally accumulated a lot of experience.

Half an hour later, the mountains of assistance have been processed.

Fang Ming put the red pen and asked casually: "I see that your eyebrows are full of depression, but there are still some problems?"

Yue Yun bowed slightly: "The leader's eyes are like torch! It's the matter of Lechun County!"

"Lechun County?"

Fang Ming frowned slightly: "We are in charge over there, it should be the branch of the Medicine King, right?"

This Medicine King branch was named after the Medicine King Gang. Fang Ming first lived in Huichuntang King Dashan and was also its registered disciple. Even Fang Ming once aimed at worshiping the Medicine King Gang.

But now he has become the leader of the Dajiang Alliance, conquering all the Medicine King Gang and becoming a branch.

Looking back on the past, it feels different in my heart.

"Not bad! According to the latest Feige's letter, the incident in Lechun County has changed. Elder Tong Yuechangtong, who we sent before, was slightly injured..."

Fang Ming's brows also frowned slightly.

Tong Yuechang is one of his six innate masters. It is not easy to tell the story of what can hurt her.

"Is there any news about the Dark Ruler?"

The so-called dark rudder naturally refers to the original Divine Sword Training.
Chapter completed!