Gate of God

Yan Xiu's hand moved at this moment, and after the standing horse stood up, it stood still and stood motionless. ≥＞

His eyes looked at Fang Zhengzhen not far away, and he didn't speak anymore, because he already understood the meaning of Fang Zhengzhen.

The scornful expressions of the geniuses were also stiff at this moment, but after a little stiffness, they became a deep mocking.

In their hearts, Fang Zhengzheng can go to the present step. It has something to do with how thick the face is as thick as that wall, and the shameless personality.

But now...

After removing shameless means, what else can Founder Zhengzhi have left?

strength?

Is Tianzhaojing's peak strength? !

This is undoubtedly a joke.

Not to mention Nangong Hao, who is back to the peak of the realm of light, compare Wu Feng with Fang Zhengzheng. If it is a fair battle, how good is Fang Zhengzheng?

"A fair fight? It's just to find a way out!"

"Let's take a bet and see if Fangzheng can support a few moves?"

"A few tricks?! Can you not make such a joke without a smile? According to my son, Fang Zhengzhi can walk through a trick in Nangong Hao's hands and you can blow the first half of the year!"

"Wang Gongzi said very much, after all, Chen Feiyu didn't go through a trick, right? Hahaha..."

"Come here, my son is going to be a banker, betting on the left side of a bet for one move, and betting on the right side of a bet of two to five moves!" A talented man in a white dress jumped and hired at this time. By the way, a huge square cloth embroidered with the word "betting" was laid out. From this point, it can be seen that this talent is not a lot of gambling on weekdays.

"I bet a second!"

"I also bet a second!"

"..."

"You guys too despise Fang Gongzi, how can he be considered to have saved us, right? So, I'll take the lead and bet two tricks." When the geniuses are full of enthusiasm, Wu Feng finally Some couldn't stand it anymore, and picked up a thousand and two silver tickets and photographed them on the right hand.

"Sorceress Wu is really atmospheric!"

"Sorry, this is also a small report for the "Archery Grace" he just gave me!" Wu Feng waved his hand, his face generous.

Although such a scene was directly ignored by Fang Zhengzheng, the words still flew into his ears like buzzing flies.

"A group of stubborn eyes, I will be taken for a second? What a joke!" Fang Zhengzhi unluckily put his left hand behind his back, and gave a **** to a group of talents who were clamoring there.

And at this time, Yan Xiu, who was indifferent, jumped from the horse immediately, and then, shaking the mountain and river fan in his hand, he entered the noisy crowd.

This made the genius who had been called very happy suddenly shut their mouths.

They are not afraid of Fang Chengzheng, but for Yan Xiu, there is always an inexplicable chill in their hearts. This chill comes from the Yan family behind Yan Xiu, and also from Yan Xiu's Shura Taoism.

At this time, Yan Xiu looked at the square cloth spread on the ground, and the square cloth almost completely showed one-sided gambling and silver tickets. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke.

"Where are you betting more than five strokes?"

"What?" Zhuangzhuang's talent didn't respond.

"I asked, where are the five strokes above?" Yan Xiu repeated it impatiently.

"Ah? Five strokes or more? This... or the word "bet" in the middle of the bet is better?" The talent in Zhuangzhuang looked at Yan Xiu, who was indifferent in front of him, and finally recovered.

"Okay, then I bet more than fifty thousand and two bets and five moves!" Yan Xiu did not say much, but drew a stack of silver tickets directly from his arms and placed it on the word "bet" in the middle of Fang Bu.

"Five thousand and two bets more than five moves?!"

All the geniuses were taken aback by Yan Xiu's move. They all thought that Yan Xiu was here to make trouble, but in fact, Yan Xiu came to bet, and it was the next impossible bet.

money……

Is it too much to burn?

This is the first idea of ​​the geniuses, but soon, they abandoned the idea to the screen, because Yan's money is really too much to burn hands.

...

The purpose of Yan Xiu's move is undoubtedly to cheer Fang Zhengzhi in the eyes of most people, and to take care of the integrity of the face, so that this game will not be too ugly.

However, a problem is also exposed.

Yan Xiu is betting that Founder supports more than five moves, not...

win!

The geniuses didn't think about this problem, because, in their hearts, it was impossible for Founder to want to win Nangong Hao. Since it was impossible, Yan Xiu's betting more than five strokes had already given his face.

But Fang Zheng's face changed slightly.

Say good trust? Say good friends?

Push me more than five moves...

What do you mean?

Fang Zhengzhi's current mood is difficult to describe with a proper adjective. If it must be described, then he can only say: "Turn over friendship!"

In a sad mood, Fang Zheng's hand was pressed on his chest.

There was a goggle. There was a sword in the goggle, a sword that was rarely brought out before the critical moment. The word of the sword was no words, no trace!

Now, Fang Zhengzhi calls these two words before the battle begins!

In the gleaming light, a clear and excited sword chant sounded, and then there was another sword in Fang Zhengzhi's hand, a sword that looked extremely ordinary, but it was not ordinary at all.

There is no pattern on the hilt or gorgeous carvings.

From the hilt of the sword to the smooth blade, it gradually became bright from the darkness, and it seemed to be natural. However, this natural feeling was broken at the tip of the sword.

Because there is a purple mark on the tip of the sword, it is a very strange purple.

"The future head of the Fang family in Beishan Village, Fang Zhengzheng, I don’t know when the sky is broken, I don’t know the current strength. The sword name in my hand is "no trace", meaning perfect and flawless. The understanding is... no matter what road or trail he is, all of them are my way!" Fang Zhengzhi's sword turned back to Nangong Hao.

"shallow!"

"furious!"

"Shameless!"

Fang Zhengzheng's voice had just fallen, and the geniuses not far away relaxed their opinions, but the opinions were obviously not too unified.

However, Nangonghao did not show any contemptuous expression because of Fang Zhengzheng's words, but instead gently read the last sentence of Fang Zhengzheng.

Of course, it is a revised version.

"The way of the world is all my way, um... indeed matches your character, but trying to put all the way of the world into the world of your heart is a difficult road. As far as I know, there are more than one hundred ways in history Ten fingers can also be counted. Although these people can be called strong in the same level, in the end, none of them are sanctified! Fang Gongzi, are you sure you want to choose this inaccessible path?" Nangonghao looked at Fang Zhengzheng with a rare sincerity on his face.

And Fang Zhengzhi was slightly stunned.

He has always been proud of being able to gather hundreds of ways in the small world in his heart. In fact, this has indeed become his largest capital from the county trial all the way to the palace test.

But now, Nangong Hao has broken the point, this road is an impassable road!

This made Fang Zhengzhen's heart move a bit, from the Juxing Realm to the Tianzhao Realm, it has been a while, and, to speak of, there have been many experiences.

Such as the North Korean test, such as the World War I in the Cangling Mountains, and then the current palace test.

It stands to reason...

If gathering hundreds of people is really strong, then after so many experiences, it should be a breakthrough? In fact, up to now, Fang Zhengzheng didn't have any feeling of breaking through.

As the eldest son of the Nangong family, Nangong Hao's eyes on cultivation are naturally unmatched by ordinary people. Of course, the chosen path is also a straight and bright road.

Then...

Wait!

When Fang Zhengzhi just thought about this place, he suddenly remembered the period when Chi Guyan lived in Beishan Village. It can be said that in this world except Yan Xiu.

Chi Guyan is the only one who knows that there are hundreds of different ways in his small world.

What Chi Guyan said at the time was...

"Do you want to beat me?"

Fang Zhengzheng was not sure why Chi Guyan had such a reaction at the time. However, he did not understand what he said at the time.

Tao can grow.

water.

This is what Fang Zhengzheng needs to do now.

And during this time, Fang Zhengzhi has indeed been doing this thing, that is, constantly perceiving each kind of Tao, constantly repeating, repeating, repeating...

But now, Nangong Hao said that his method is wrong?

Fang Zhengzhi didn't know whether this sentence of Nangong Hao was intentional or unintentional, whether it was from the real heart or from the hypocrisy, but one thing he knew.

If, after one sentence of the other party, you question the way in your heart, then there is no need to fight this battle.

Because, I have lost!

A drop of sweat flowed over Fang Zhengzheng's forehead. Fang Zhengzhi once remembered that he and Nangong Hao handed in a "hand" once during the text examination.

But this time, after the two only said one sentence.

Nangong Hao's own momentum has been firmly suppressed. The source of this momentum is Nangong Hao's confidence and understanding of Tao.

Fang Zhengzhi has always known that he has a fatal weakness.

That is, I haven't been to the Taoist hall and haven't received formal and systematic teaching. Therefore, in practice, I can only arbitrarily do whatever I want by imagination.

This weakness is well known by the Daxia Dynasty.

Can really see this weakness, and, who knows how to use this weakness to attack, until now, only Nangong Hao alone.

"Sit and say?" Fang Zhengzhi knew that if he wanted to press Nangonghao back again, this was the only way he could choose.

But this choice undoubtedly challenges Nangong Hao's strengths with his own weaknesses.

and so……

Of course, Fang Zhengzhi cannot choose this method. He chose another method, such as the method used by Nangong Hao just now.

"I have always heard that the Nangong family is well-informed, but why can't I see it on you?" Fang Zhengzhi's mouth showed a slight smile.

The fact that Nangong family is well-informed is not a guess without reason, but based on a scene seen in the Holy World.

That time, Nangongmu and Yingshan met for the first time.

However, only by the means of Yingshan sneak attack and the shadow realm, I can see the true identity of Yingshan at a glance, which is not strong, and with such a vision, there is only one thing that can be said...

The Nangong family must be the family with the most news!

"How can't I see it?" Nangong Hao's mouth also showed a smile, but it was a very indifferent smile, and there didn't seem to be a trace of anger.

"You just said that in history, if you have more than a hundred masters, you can count ten fingers, but is there any real evidence?" Fang Zhengzhi asked casually.

"Have."

Nangong Hao almost nodded without even thinking about it, and then he spoke again: "Historical Records, the 13th year of the first day of the Great Xia Dynasty, the Wilderness River, now has a son in Langjiang City, forty-three years old, and 103 in charge, He reigned as the first son of Huiguang Realm. However, he died at 80 to 70 at the time of his death.

As Nangong Hao continued to state, the historical figures were also vividly displayed in front of everyone. Among them, the highest person has reincarnation and the lowest one is Tianzhao Realm. However, none of them finally became holy.

"Historical Records, Twenty-five Years of the Great Xia Dongli... This is the tenth son, ninety-three years old at the end, the most terrible cycle, no entry again!"

After Nangonghao finished talking about the last tenth son, he also stopped, his tone slightly changed, and then looked at Fang Zhengzheng: "Don't you know that Fang Gongzi think I am wrong?"

Even ten people in history are said in one breath, and the state and time of each birth and death are clear, and there is no pause in the middle~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This shows that Nangong Hao's knowledge is very knowledgeable degree.

Although Nangong Hao is asking Fang Chengzheng now, and his attitude looks like he is asking for advice, but the geniuses admire them one by one.

Of course, such history, they have all read.

But who will remember?

The geniuses learn from regular colleges and Daotang, and they don’t take the time to remember these irrelevant history. Will Fang Zhengzhi, who has never been to Daotang, remember?

Not to mention remember, reading is not a problem.

Therefore, although Nangong Hao is indeed asking Fang Zhengzheng, none of the geniuses thinks that Fang Zhengzheng can pick a trace of questions out of Nangong Hao's words.

"You're right, it's just... Someone missed it!" Fang Zhengzhi certainly didn't observe the expressions of the talents around him. He just waited patiently for Nangong Hao to finish his speech. A sentence. (To be continued.) 8