The moon is thin and the stars are dim.

When Yang Xuan was really paying his ancestors to pay homage to his ancestors in the eastern part of the Xuanhuang Great World, in the Dali Dynasty, something was related to him soon.

Hi! Hi! Hi!

After the work of the day, the boy quietly came to the reeds beside the Longyuan River outside the city. According to the method of practicing power that he had learned secretly, he kept doing various movements and exercising his strength.

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If Yang Xuanzhen is here, combined with the scene and location in front of him, he can guess that this young man is the protagonist of the Immortal World, Fang Han.

Since he was malfunctioning for feeding Qianlixue that day, he was beaten by Fang Qingwei, the second lady of Fang's family, and rewarded him with another five taels of silver, Fang Han has been training harder,

Because, he had fully understood that only by practicing martial arts can one truly stand out and get rid of his slave status.

I would rather be a beggar than a slave!

When Fang Han was a child, his father taught him so secretly, and he himself was already tired of this life of slavery.

He once swore in his heart that he would become like the second lady of the Fang family, wearing gorgeous boots, high above, and whip people.

He even imagined that once he could practice powerful martial arts, he would take revenge and let the woman Fang Qingwei kneel in front of him and taste it.

"It's soon, it's soon. It won't take long to continue like this. I can exercise the strength of my limbs, waist and abdomen to be strong, have enough flexibility, and start practicing the moves and practicing the Songhe Wanshou Fist."

At this time, Fang Han's limbs were tied up and down, running among the reeds, jumping, rolling up and down, trying to exercise his limbs, waist and abdomen to fullness and strength.

Sweat on his body kept splashing everywhere, and in the moonlight of the reeds, there was a dazzling crystal light.

Time passes…

Half an hour passed, Fang Han felt the stars in front of him, his head buzzing, and his physical strength was almost overdrawn to the limit.

But even so, he still had no intention of stopping. He continued to grit his teeth and persevere, training over and over again.

Finally, he was exhausted, and with a bang, he collapsed into the reeds, breathing in the air.

"If I could take bird's nest, deer antler, ginseng, black chicken... these things every day, my practice speed would definitely be several times faster."

"It's a pity that the second lady gave me the five taels of silver that I couldn't afford to buy these precious medicines, and even meat could not be eaten a few times..."

Fang Han sat on the beach and looked up at the moon. Thinking of his current embarrassment, he couldn't help but sigh.

Crazy, crazy!

At this moment, a sound of water suddenly came from the reeds by the river, as if a big fish was stranded.

"What's going on?"

Fang Han forced his whole body to get up, walked out and looked at it, and saw a person floating in the whirlpool water flowing in the reeds not far away.

"Hey, someone drowned, who is it?"

He quickly jumped into the water and rescued the man, "I'm so angry, this is actually a floating corpse."

Fang Han's heart shrank violently, and the scene in front of him was indeed a bit shocking.

The body was swollen and swollen. There was a long scar on the body, which was deep enough to see the bones. When I turned it over, I saw that the wound was burnt and dark.

"Could this person be struck by lightning?"

Seeing this, Fang Han remembered some people in the countryside who had been struck by lightning, and they were so burnt and smelly.

This dead body was dressed very gorgeously, wearing a purple-gold robe, with water dripping on it, and it rolled down like lotus leaves without any stain.

And it feels very soft and smooth in your hands.

Fang Han licked his lips.

He was a slave in the Fang family and naturally saw a lot of worldly things, but he had never seen such fabrics.

Not only that, there is also a huge gossip pattern embroidered on this purple gold robe, which looks quite fairy-like.

This is a purple gold Bagua Taoist robe!

If Yang Xuanzhen were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this Bagua Purple Gold Taoist Robe is the symbol of the largest sect of immortality and the Taiyi Sect.

And this corpse is one of the most powerful beings in the entire eternal world. Bai Haichan, the clone of the immortal king of creation, actually put on Taiyimen's clothes!

What is the purpose?

………………

Daxuan Dynasty, Yanbei City.

A hundred miles southeast of the Yang family's mansion, there is also a huge mansion standing in the darkness.

The scale of this mansion is larger, more luxurious and more grand than the Yang family.

There are countless pavilions, towers, rockery, ponds, courtyards and gardens in the mansion. Ordinary people will definitely lose their way and will not be able to get out of it all day.

This is one of the top forces in the entire Yanbei City - the Wang Family.

The Wang Family Meeting Hall is brightly lit.

The head of the family, Wang Yuanqing, sat upright on the main seat, on his left were four old men, and on his right were thirteen middle-aged men.

There were 18 people present, all of whom were surging as blood as a dragon. Even the weakest cultivation level had the ninth level of physical body and spiritual realm.

Moreover, there are eight masters in the tenth level of the physical body and the realm of divine transformation.

Especially an old man with a purple robe and long robe is the most eye-catching. The old man has white beards and eyebrows, rosy face, and his eyes are like a falcon, sharp as a blade.

But what is surprising is that the old man's left sleeve is empty and moved lightly in the wind, obviously missing an arm.

If there are many knowledgeable people here, they will definitely recognize the identity of the old man at a glance. They are Wang Changhe, the ancestor of the Wang family.

Wang Changhe is one of the most terrifying existences in Yanbei City. Although he lacks an arm, his power is still vast and everyone is terrified of it.

"Father, all the clans, I wonder what it means to look for a child tonight?"

At this time, Wang Hengyang, the young master of the Wang family, walked into the conference hall and bowed to everyone present.

His expression was full of doubt. I wonder why his father suddenly summoned all the senior leaders of the family, and even his ancestors were invited.

This is the first time he has seen such a big show.

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"Hengyang, let me ask you, is it your instructing tonight when Mr. Wei goes to Yang's house?"

Wang Yuanqing looked at this son who made him proud and asked directly.

Hearing this, Wang Hengyang was stunned. Even his father heard about this. However, this was not a big deal, so he said calmly:

"Yes, it was the child who asked Mr. Wei to investigate the reality of a Yang family. What's wrong with this?"

His tone was very casual, as if he was saying that he had just eaten and drank water, and he was not worried at all.

After all, Mr. Wei personally took action, and Yang Xuan of the Yang family really couldn't make any waves. Even if he encountered the elder of the Yang family, he could still escape unscathed.

"Nonsense."

Wang Yuanqing's face suddenly became extremely gloomy, as if it was about to attack, but he endured it again.

"Father, the child is confused." Wang Hengyang said in confusion.

"Old Wei is dead."

Wang Yuanqing gently exhaled a breath of turbid air from his mouth.

"Why is this?"

Wang Hengyang was shocked and took a step back, saying suspiciously: "Who is so capable that he can kill Mr. Wei?"

Mr. Wei is very clear about his strength. Looking at the entire Yanbei City, he is not weak. Even if all the Yang family's masters are besieging him, it will be very difficult to kill him.

But now...

"Okay, in another seven days, Taiyi Sect will start recruiting disciples. If you practice with peace of mind, you can work hard to deal with the next assessment. Don't worry about this matter, go ahead."

Wang Yuanqing restrained his expression, his expression became serious, and he reminded him warmly.

"This..."

Wang Hengyang hesitated for a moment and had to retreat as he said.

After Wang Hengyang left, Wang Yuanqing looked around and asked in a deep voice: "That old guy Yang Kaishan is not dead yet, what should we do?"

"He is already a half-in-the-earth old ghost. We are many people, what are we afraid of if he does?"

A middle-aged man snorted coldly, but even though he said that, his eyebrows were still hard to hide his fear.

Wang Changhe knocked on the table and said solemnly: "Yang Kaishan's strength is far beyond his imagination. He fought alone in six masters of God's transformation and was undefeated. Even if I could not resist it, I would definitely lose within two hundred moves. ”

He has personally experienced Yang Kaishan's power.

A hundred years ago, when he was still in his prime, the Wang family and the Yang family had a conflict. He personally fought with Yang Kaishan, but in the end he was completely defeated by him with only 189 moves.

That time, he was seriously injured, causing him to lie in the bed for a full year before he recovered.

And his left arm was also pulled away by Yang Kaishan in that battle, and he became disabled.

If the Wang family had not had many powerful people at that time and saw that the situation was not good, they immediately rose up and attacked Yang Kaishan, I am afraid that his old life would have been given to the other party.
To be continued...