There is a fish in Beiming, whose name is Kun!

The Beiming Divine Art is just a magical art evolved from the name of Kunpeng.

How can it be compared to the great devouring technique of the eternal world? Fang Han directly practiced this method with a Kunpeng egg and swallowed the sky and the earth, which was simply incomparable.

If you practice this skill yourself, you will think it is to take an advance measure for your future practice of the Great Devouring Technique.

"Since my friend has come in, why are you rushing around at the door? Why not come forward to speak!"

Just as Fang Qingshan was surging, a slightly hoarse voice sounded in his ears.

Wuyazi!

Almost instantly, a name came to my mind.

Taking a deep breath and calming down, Fang Qingshan followed the sound and came to the place where Wuyazi was.

But I saw a man sitting in the air, with his beard three feet long, no white, his face was like a crown of jade, and no wrinkles. Although he was not young, he was still full of spirit and elegant demeanor. He was not an ordinary person, but like a fairy Buddha.

Unfortunately, after looking closely, I felt a sigh in my heart. It turned out that I was sitting alone in the air, but in fact it was just a few chains that were bound by them. They were hung in the air through the beams of the room. Those who don’t know thought that some monster was suppressed here.

"Being able to enter this house obviously broke my Zhenlong chess game, understanding and concentration, and it is first-class."

"The eyebrows are as far as the mountains and the eyes are as bright as the stars. Although the figure is a little thin, it is even more elegant and elegant. It is the best choice for my Xiaoyao Sect disciples."

"The Star River Patriarch has wasted decades. After all, I found such a talented and beautiful jade before my deadline. God will live up to you!"

Just as Fang Qingshan was looking at Wuyazi, Wuyazi was also looking at Fang Qingshan.

Like Su Xinghe, the more I read, the more I like it, the more I look at it, the more I feel satisfied.

The Xiaoyao Sect’s disciples are the focus of not having much essence, and the qualifications, understanding, appearance, etc., to see which of Xiaoyao’s three elders is not a god. If you take one out, you can defeat the world.

"Your Zhenlong chess game? Xinghe Tu'er?"

Fang Qingshan seemed to have been hit hard, staggered back a few steps, looking at Wuyazi with fear, as if he was a ghost.

"What? I'm very surprised?" Wu Yazi smiled at Fang Qingshan's appearance.

"I don't want to think that senior is still alive. It's really surprising." Fang Qingshan knew that Wu Yazi was not dead, so he came for him. He was just pretending to be frightened. He took a deep breath, shook his head with a wry smile, "Mr. Congbian is a little disrespectful to the old man."

"Yes," Wu Yazi was even more satisfied as he saw Fang Qingshan recovering so quickly. "It seems that you know me, Xinghe told you, little baby, what's your name?"

"That's right!" Fang Qingshan nodded, then bowed, "The younger generation Fang Qingshan has seen Senior Wuyazi."

"Well, since Xinghe has told you, are you willing to worship me as your teacher and clean up the door for me?" Wuyazi's deadline is approaching, and the people from the Xiaoyao Sect will not beat around the bush and ask straight to the point.

"Ah? Apprenticeship?" Fang Qingshan was stunned, "I just said I would help Mr. Congbian clean up the portal!"

"Then do you have a master's inheritance?" Wu Yazi raised his white eyebrows.

"Yes," Fang Qingshan nodded and told him about his fabricated life experience.

"This is a big mistake," Wuyazi shook his head after hearing this, and said, "How can this be considered your master's inheritance? He adopts you and regards you as his biological child. This is just a stepfather's business."

"Your martial arts may be better than that evil thief Ding Chunqiu?" Wu Yazi continued to ask again.

"Although I am not a man from the world, I have heard of the reputation of the old immortal Xingsu in the world. Compared with Xiaoke's martial arts, Xiaoke's martial arts are undoubtedly the difference between fireflies and bright moon." Fang Qingshan shook his head.

"Since that's the case, what you said is that you are willing to clean up the portal for me will not be throwing yourself into the trap, seeking death, or waive Ding Chunqiu to death with your age." Wu Yazi sneered.

"This, this..." Fang Qingshan stammered and couldn't speak.

"If you don't have a sect, you can't betrayal. If you want to take revenge, you must learn advanced martial arts. If you don't take me as your sect, when will you last?" Seeing Fang Qingshan unable to speak, Wu Yazi smiled with satisfaction, then changed his mind and induced him in a straightforward manner.

Fang Qingshan was confused for a moment, pretended to hesitate for a moment, then knelt down on the ground, kowtowed nine times and said, "Disciple Fang Qingshan pays homage to Master."

"Okay, okay, okay, after waiting for thirty years, I finally waited for the clouds to clear the moon. On the day my deadline was approaching, I sent me such a good disciple, hahahahahahahaha, okay, very good, very good!"

Seeing Fang Qingshan finally worshipping him as his teacher, Wu Yazi was so excited that he roared to the sky. For a moment, the roar of dragon roaring in the Great Lakes and tiger roaring in the hills echoed in the entire valley.

After many years of his daughter-in-law becoming a mother-in-law, there is hope for inheritance and revenge. Even with Wuyazi's mentality, he couldn't suppress it at this moment, which shows how excited he was!

Outside the wooden house, Su Xinghe heard Wuyazi's laughter so heartily, and she burst into tears for a moment. She thought about how kind of character his mentor was back then, not only martial arts, chess, calligraphy and painting, arts, numbers, divination, Qimen Dunjia, military strategy, etc., and all knew it.

However, because he was not aware of people, he was taken advantage of by the villain and was harmed by the evil thief Ding Chunqiu, and he survived for nearly 30 years. What a blow to a man who was as arrogant as a fairy and a Buddha.

If it weren't for the obsession with cleaning up the inheritance of the portals and sects, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to hold on even if I had half a century of skills.

"Ding Chunqiu, wait, your doomsday is coming." Looking outside the valley, Su Xinghe showed a hideous smile on his face.

In the wooden house, although Xiaoyaozi whistled wildly, he did not forget that there was an inefficient Fang Qingshan who was isolated with internal force. Otherwise, he would probably be extremely happy and sad at this moment. He finally found an excellent disciple, but in the end he was shocked to death by his own laughter.

After venting the depression in my heart for thirty years, Wuyazi became even more radiant, as if he had a second spring.

But Fang Qingshan knew that this was just a manifestation, and his obsession disappeared and he returned to his mind.

Although he just worshipped Wuyazi as his teacher and his purpose was not pure, Fang Qingshan couldn't help feeling sad when he saw this scene.

"Okay, Qingshan, there is no need to be sad, birth, old age, sickness and death, human nature." Seeing Fang Qingshan's appearance, Wuyazi was so satisfied that he couldn't be satisfied. "Besides, if he hadn't wanted to clean up the portals and sect inheritance, he would have died thirty years ago. It's enough to live so long, so don't be a little daughter."

After experiencing the story of Ding Chunqiu, although Wuyazi still values ​​qualifications, appearance, etc., he also attaches great importance to his character. Otherwise, if he trains another ungrateful wolf, wouldn't he be relieved to walk on the road to the underworld?
Chapter completed!