This guy looks as big as himself, but he is his master's uncle?

Isn’t the master’s uncle my master’s uncle?

Yes, it must be an existence that can prolong life and rejuvenate the child.

This guy is not as young as he looks on the surface, maybe he is over one hundred years old.

"Disciple Fang Qiusheng, pay homage to Master Uncle!"

Thinking of this, Qiu Shengban Fang Chen hurriedly saluted respectfully.

"Well, Lin Jiu, are you taking him back to enter the roster?"

The young Taoist glanced at the two of them lightly and soon knew what they were going to come.

He presided over the Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace for many years, and saw many disciples taking root in the local area and passing on the Maoshan Taoist throne, and returning to receive rewards.

Lin Fengjiao is not the first, nor the last.

"Uncle Master's eyes are like torch, that's exactly how it is!"

Uncle Jiu bowed his hand and pointed to the Qiusheng version of Fang Chen and said, "He is Fang Qiusheng. He is the disciple accepted by his disciple in Renjia Town. His realm has reached the eighth level of Qi training and has met the requirements of the master. The disciple will bring him back!"

"Well, the bone age is only ten years old, and it is not easy to be able to advance to the late stage of Qi training!"

When the young Taoist heard this, he looked at Qiu Sheng Fang Chen with a realistic look, and saw him clearly inside and out.

"Hey, your martial arts cultivation is not weak, you actually have the seventh level of acquired level, which is not bad, not bad!"

Suddenly, the Taoist's eyes narrowed, but he saw the difference between the Qiusheng version of Fang Chen and ordinary Taoist disciples.

To this day, not only is the path of Taoism becoming increasingly difficult, but also martial arts has become declining.

For example, there are very few martial arts masters under the jurisdiction today, and there are even no martial arts masters in the innate realm.

Unpredictable, today I actually saw a acquired seventh-level martial arts master who is a double-tenth-age student, who is also an external disciple of the Maoshan Sect.

"Fang Qiusheng is right, it's not bad!"

A smile appeared on the corner of the young Taoist's mouth, and he was obviously very satisfied with the disciples Lin Jiu brought back.

He took out a jade talisman, threw it to Fang Chen, and said, "After the blood-dropping sacrifice, you will be the 44th generation disciple of this sect, and you will be on the wall of Maoshan Gate. After death, you can go to the underworld to obtain an official position based on your merits during your lifetime!"

"Young man, work hard!"

After a few words of praise, the Taoist looked at Uncle Jiu who was beside him.

"Lin Jiu, you have made contributions to the development of this sect and Taoism. I will definitely reward you!"

He pondered for a moment and said to him: "I believe that you have reached the state of great perfection of Qi cultivation, have a solid foundation and a steady breath, so I gave the "Dongxuan Lingbao Sutra"!"

"When you break through the foundation-building realm, you can return to the master's sect and become an inner disciple of this sect!"

"Of course, if you don't have this ambition, you can also receive a magic weapon to spread branches and leaves for this sect and strengthen my Maoshan!"

While speaking, the Taoist waved his hand and a roll of jade book fell into Uncle Jiu's hands.

"Disciple Lin Fengjiao, thank you uncle!"

Uncle Jiu, holding the jade book, trembled all over and quickly saluted to show his gratitude.

The world of deer and tripod, on the banks of the Wei River.

"Soldiers, follow me to kill!"

"boom!"

Ten thousand horses galloped, the earth shook, the army was moving, and the flying arrows were like clouds.

The dark rain of arrows poured down towards the Qing Dynasty like dark clouds.

King Wei Xiaobao of Ming Dynasty personally led the troops and took the lead in charge. All 500,000 troops were pressed up and started the decisive battle directly.

After testing several battles with the Qing Dynasty, he no longer wanted to continue to do so and wanted to complete his entire battle.

The army rushed upwards, the sound of shocking a hundred miles away, and rushed towards the Qing camp opposite.

"Welcome to the enemy! Welcome to the enemy!"

Fei Yanggu, the commander of the Qing Dynasty, was frightened and quickly ordered a counterattack.

He didn't expect that the opponent would attack the whole army and did not play according to the routine.

"boom!"

The two sides collided and instantly turned into a flesh-and-blood grinder.

Every moment, soldiers die, either by scrambles or by swords and guns.

The Ming King's army, who had been prepared, arrived raided, but the Qing Dynasty responded hastily and could only passively defend.

The troops were insufficient to the Ming King's side, and the Ming King led the way, which was even more invincible and greatly increased its morale.

"kill!"

Wei Xiaobao's version of Fang Chen held the Demon-Slaying Sword, and a three-meter-long sword energy was slashed out. Dozens of Qing soldiers were cut in half, clearing out a large open space.

"Haha, please feel free, brothers, follow me to kill the enemy, expel the Tartars, and restore my China!"

Fang Chen, who was extremely murderous, let out a long roar, and the Demon-Slaying Sword in his hand was even more powerful and special.

Wherever he passed, the Qing Dynasty could not resist it at all. People were overturned and blood flowed into a river.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Expel the Tartars and restore my China!"

The Ming Wang soldiers behind Fang Chen were all very morale and followed him.

It was like an arrow from the string, and it was stalked hard towards the tent of the Central Army Commander of the Qing Dynasty.

He was wearing a magic weapon-level robe, and his ordinary attacks could not break his defense at all.

The sharpness of the Demon-Slaying Sword is better than any magic weapon in the world, and there is nothing to stop its advantage.

Wherever you go, no one can stop you or fight you. All of them turn into dead souls under the sword.

"Who is that person?"

From afar, as Ming army got closer, Fei Yanggu took a breath and his eyes widened.

The man in armor was really brave. He asked in surprise wherever he passed.

"Sir, that person is the fake Ming King Wei Xiaobao!"

Immediately, someone around him climbed up and looked up, recognizing Fang Chen's identity.

"It's him? This person is so skillful?"

Fei Yanggu was startled at first, then he smiled at the sky and said, "This man is so arrogant and reckless man who can only show off his courage!"

"The person who comes here will pass on the order of the general. Those who kill this thief will be promoted to the third level of title and will be rewarded with tens of thousands of taels!"

There must be a brave man under heavy rewards. Although the pseudo-Ming King is brave and can fight a hundred, how many can he kill alone?

One thousand people? Ten thousand people? One hundred thousand people?

He will be exhausted even if he is tired!

He knew that the people in the Central Plains martial arts world had the skills to go high and go. After the Qing Dynasty entered the pass, some warriors also defected to the Eight Banners to serve.

But those Central Plains warriors were flexible, but they could not resist the siege of the army at all, and they were just useless.

Originally, he thought this was an excellent opportunity. As long as he captured or killed the Ming King, the rebel would be defeated without any attack.

At that time, he would sweep the nests of the rebels in Jiangnan and return to peace in the Qing Dynasty. Fei Yanggu would be the hero who would turn the tide.

At that time, Fei Yanggu could be appointed as the king and minister, and he was famous in history.

"Yeah!"

As the commander-in-chief issued, the morale of the Qing Dynasty suddenly increased greatly and they all surrounded Fang Chen.

However, the next scene shattered Fei Yanggu's three views and fell into pieces.

The other party is so arrogant, but he does have the capital to be arrogant!

The sword and arrow are added to the body without any damage. With a casual sword, there will be corpses everywhere. Even if the overlord Xiang Yu is alive, it is just that.

As the emperor of the Ming King Wancheng, the other party personally led the troops to fight, and even led the way and took the lead.

"Haha, it's a good time!"

Wei Xiaobao's version of Fang Chen breathed out a sigh of relief and was not afraid.

The ninth level of martial arts acquired and the seventh level of Taoist Qi training, even the physical strength exceeds two thousand kilograms.

Even if the internal force is exhausted, you can be free and easy with brute force alone.

With the robes in his body and the demon-slaying sword in his hand, the Qing soldiers in front of him were just pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Kill as much as you come!

He was invulnerable to swords and guns and had great strength. The army composed of these ordinary people could not hurt him at all.
To be continued...