Heavenly Master, I have a different world

"Fang Zheng, now 31 years old, lost both his parents when he was young and was raised by his uncle Fang Jian. He had excellent grades as a teenager. After a relationship in high school, his grades dropped sharply. He was admitted to an art school instead. After graduation, he performed well in various venues. He makes a living by taking jobs and keeps a low profile, and nothing unusual happened during this period.”

"Until seven years ago, Uncle Fangzheng was killed inexplicably, and he returned to Qilipu to inherit the legacy left by Fang Jian."

In the room, a person was holding a tablet in his hand. Following his voice, a picture flashed on the big screen next to him from time to time.

Among them are personal photos and graduation photos of Fang Zheng when he was young, as well as files after Fang Jian was murdered.

Some of these items belong to personal privacy, and some belong to public security archives, but they have all been found.

"That year, he became a disciple of Xingyiquan master Guo Ziran and was suspected of killing someone on Tianpan Mountain in Qushi."

"Killed not one person, but five people, including two top mercenaries and a woman."

"He then killed several more people, but because there was no evidence, the security department was unable to convict him."

"oh!"

A woman with her legs crossed straightened her back and her beautiful eyes flashed:

"In other words, his change started seven years ago?"

"yes."

The commentator nodded:

"From the data, that's true."

"Miss."

He reminded:

"According to our investigation, Fang Zheng has an extremely indifferent attitude towards life. Killing people has no psychological pressure on him. As long as he feels that the other person deserves to be killed and can be killed, he may kill someone, not because of the other person's identity, status or gender. And show mercy.”

"Nearly a hundred people died at his hands!"

This is a very terrifying number. Even executioners on the battlefield in modern society may not be able to kill so many people.

And Founder,

It is simply unbelievable that a person in a peaceful country has hundreds of lives on his hands.

Although this woman is well-informed, her beautiful eyes can't help but shrink when she hears this.

After a pause he said:

"continue!"

"yes."

The commentator nodded:

"In the past two years, the martial arts circle has reached a consensus that someone with a god in the boxing can be a martial arts master. Although the concept of a god in the boxing has existed since ancient times, it was summarized by Guo Ziran, which may have something to do with Fang Zheng."

"He also proposed the three realms of blood exchange, skin training, bone training, and five internal organs."

"Miss, please look."

He pressed the tablet, and a video immediately appeared on the screen beside him.

"This is a video of Fang Zheng and his senior brother Cao Wu fighting. Cao Wu belongs to a top mercenary organization, nicknamed Titan. His strength can crush ordinary soldiers, but even if he uses drugs to stimulate his potential, he is still useless in front of Fang Zheng. There is no way to fight back.”

"We speculate that Fang Zheng a few years ago may have become a third-blood warrior and realized that there is a god in his fists."

The scene in the video is located on a mountain road. Fang Zheng waves his fist and smashes the solid car like a toy.

The explosive power of the physical body is terrifying.

Cao Wu, who fought against him, was already an inhuman existence in the eyes of ordinary people, but he was still easily tortured and killed by him.

"In addition, Fang Zheng is also a successful businessman."

The commentator spoke again:

"He has complete control over Fangtian Group. Fangtian Group's Fangci, Yunzhi, Tianyu, etc. are behemoths with annual output values ​​of hundreds of millions or even billions. The key is that his industry's profit margin is extremely high."

"Fang Porcelain has only been developed for a few years, but it has already been hailed as the number one luxury brand in the Xia Kingdom. Yunwei's technology has special significance for the textile industry. Even the jade business has stable output."

"These three companies are all qualified to go public, and many investment banks have issued invitations, but Founder has no plans to go public for financing."

"also……"

"He also has an entertainment company, a furniture manufacturing company, and a pharmaceutical research and development company under his name..."

"According to incomplete statistics, Fang Zheng's personal assets are over 10 billion, which is enough to rank among the richest people in Xia. And this is the wealth he has created in just a few years."

"Ten billions!" the woman sighed:

"In just a few years, I have a net worth of tens of billions. If I go public and raise funds, my assets can be doubled several times."

"It's amazing!"

"Yes." The commentator nodded:

"Furthermore, the company assets under Founder's name are almost transparent. He has never evaded or evaded taxes. He has always been a tax star in Qu City."

"In addition to taxes, he makes donations to various departments in Qu City every year. Even our people have to be careful in Qu City and dare not say that they are investigating him, otherwise they will encounter great resistance."

"Bang..."

"Peng!"

At this moment, there was a noise outside, and then the door was pushed open hard, and an angry Wang Zhixi rushed in.

"Sister Zhixi."

The woman raised her eyebrows upon seeing this:

"You finally returned to the Wang family after many years, which can be regarded as a relief for Uncle Qi. But you barged in without saying hello. What are you doing?"

"Wang E, I would like to ask you what you want to do?" Wang Zhixi looked gloomy:

"Without my permission and my father's permission, you secretly mobilized our people to track down Daoist Fang?"

"Your people?" Wang E raised her eyebrows:

"The Wang family has no private soldiers. Fang Zheng killed Wang Jun and Wang Ruyu. How can we remain indifferent as siblings of the same clan?"

"Or……"

"Zhixi, don't you regard yourself as a member of the Wang family?"

Wang Zhixi's expression froze.

Then he spoke in a muffled voice:

"Wang and Jun died suddenly. There is no evidence that it was Taoist Fang who did it, and... Taoist Fang is very dangerous."

"Are you scared?" Wang E squinted:

"You don't dare or don't want to offend Fang Zheng, who helps people recognize relatives, right?"

"As long as the Wang family is killed, no matter who it is, they will have to pay the price. This matter is the clan elder's decision."

Then he waved again:

"continue!"

The commentator glanced at Wang Zhixi, whose face was ashen, lowered his head subconsciously, and said:

"Two years ago, the Xizhou Mu family took a fancy to Fang Zheng's business and sent their clan member Mu Yuanchun to negotiate with Fang Zheng."

"The Mu family is relatively strong. Before the business was settled, they planned to use force, but in the end they suffered a bloody blow."

"Fang Zheng broke into Mu Yuanchun's residence and killed him while he was protected by a group of guards. He even pursued Mu Yanni to Xizhou and did not stop until he killed all the Xizhou herders. During this trip, the herders used all their means It even detonated a secret stronghold and caused a small earthquake, but it still failed to kill Fang Zheng."

"The swordsman Kamiizumi Hidetaka who fought with him said before his death that Fang Zheng was able to chop bullets with his sword!"

"At this time, he has obviously transcended the category of a third-blood warrior!"

Knife to chop bullets?

Everyone in the field changed their expressions, even the commentator who had known the situation in advance had a surprised look on his face.

"Seven years ago..."

Wang E spoke slowly:

"What happened to him?"

"We carefully investigated the situation seven years ago, but after all, it took too long and the results were limited." The commentator said:

"However, that year, an ancient tomb appeared in Tianpan Mountain in Qu City. The Xiao family went there to investigate. It was said that someone died. They also traced a bracelet excavated from an ancient tomb. I don't know if this matter has anything to do with Fang Zheng. .”

"also……"

"A few years ago, I had a girlfriend, Guo Erqiu, the granddaughter of his master Guo Ziran."

"After Guo Ziran passed away, Guo Erqiu followed his father abroad. A few months later, he gave birth to a daughter. Judging from the time, it is very likely that she is Fang Zheng's daughter, and the girl's name is Nian Fang."

"Huh?" Wang E's eyes lit up:

"Where is Guo Erqiu?"

"She should be dead." The commentator shook his head:

"Shortly after giving birth to her daughter, Guo Erqiu was hospitalized again due to severe hemorrhage, and was subsequently transferred to other countries for treatment. Because we were unable to trace the fact that she had acquired foreign nationality, we were afraid that her parents took their granddaughter on a scientific expedition to the North Pole the year before last. There is no Guo Erqiu in the team, and the specific situation is still under investigation."

After all, the Wang family's power is mostly at home, and it is somewhat inconvenient to do so abroad.

"interesting!"

After listening to the investigation, Wang E leaned back and thought thoughtfully:

"This man is full of secrets. He is really curious. I can't wait to see him."

Saying,

He stuck out his tongue and licked his red lips.

"Try to catch them alive!" Wang E said slowly:

"I want to know the secret about him and inform the Xiao family. They should also be interested in Fang Zheng."

"yes."

…………

The plane left the ground and jumped into the clouds.

Zheng Liang stood in front of the porthole, watching the city below gradually shrink and go away until it was obscured by clouds.

This is their Zheng family's private jet, which has an aviation charter. There are only a few people in the huge cabin.

Turn around.

My sister, Xiaolu, was lying in front of the table, devouring food.

"Eat slowly."

Mother Zheng advised in a low voice:

"You are just in good health and your bones are still very weak. It is easy to suffer from indigestion if you eat and drink too much at this time."

"Not bad." Zheng Liang nodded, and regardless of his sister's pout, he took the food away and said:

"how do you feel today?"

"very good!"

Xiaolu Zheng Yi's eyes lit up when he heard this, he nodded heavily and said:

"It turns out that normal people are like this. I like it so much now. I just want to play hard, eat hard, and run hard."

"Normal people are not like this." Zheng Liang rolled his eyes:

"It's rare that your health suddenly improves. You may not have such good energy in the future. Dr. Qi comes to check him out."

"Check again?" Zheng Yi's face collapsed:

"I'm already fine."

"It's better to check it out." Zheng Liang shook his head:

"Don't worry, there is no need to draw blood this time. I just want to confirm your physical condition and reassure my father."

He couldn't help but said:

"It's amazing. How did Master Fang do it?"

"I want to become Taoist Master Fang as my teacher." Zheng Yi's eyes lit up when he mentioned Fang Zheng, and his whole face was radiant:

"Master is a god!"

"How can there be any gods?" Zheng Liang shook his head.

"Don't talk nonsense." Mother Zheng glared at him:

"If Taoist Fang is not a god, he is almost there. I have seen his magical methods with my own eyes."

"You do not understand!"

"I don't understand." Zheng Liang knelt down and said:

"But as long as my sister's illness is cured, it will be fine. If you say he is a god, he is a god. If not, I will treat him as a god."

"Hehe..." Zheng Yi chuckled:

"Brother, when I master the skills that master taught me, you will know what it means to be a frog in the well."

"I can also use idioms." Zheng Liang said with a smile:

"good!"

"But Taoist Fang may be in some trouble recently. Two members of the Wang family were killed by him, and he will definitely take revenge."

"Ah!" Mother Zheng's expression changed:

"Wang family?"

"Xiao Liang, tell your father that you must help Mr. Fang."

"I will." Zheng Liang rubbed his temples:

"However, Qingzhou has always been the territory of the Wang family. We are beyond our reach and can only do our best."

"It's okay." Zheng Yi looked relaxed:

"Master will definitely be fine."

"elder brother!"

"mom!"

"I'm going to practice."

After saying that, he turned around and ran towards his room. He ran vigorously, not like a patient who had been bedridden for several years.

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Bao Huiseng stretched his muscles and sighed:

"As people get older, they really have to use it less and less. I just squatted there for two days and I felt completely uncomfortable."

He said and cupped his hands:

"Thanks!"

"You're welcome." Fang Zheng shook his head:

"If you go in, you have something to do with me."

"Hey!" Bao Huiseng shrugged:

"Who would have thought that that girl turned out to be the lost daughter of the Wang family. I deserve this bad luck."

"I'm already fine, but I'm just affected. That guy Chengda is dead this time."

"So don't underestimate a woman's revenge!"

He already knew what happened. As a native of Qingzhou, he knew even more how terrifying the Langya Wang family was.

I am grateful to be able to get him out of the police department.

"Yes." Fang Zheng nodded, stopped and turned around to look:

"Just send it here."

"After seeing you for thousands of miles, we must say goodbye eventually." Bao Huiseng cupped his hands and said:

"Take care of yourself!"

"Take care of yourself."

Fang Zheng nodded.

"Monk." Bao Huiseng rolled his eyes and said:

"I know my martial arts skills are not as good as yours, but how strong are you? Can you open my eyes?"

"Ha..." Fang Zheng chuckled:

"I am a cultivator."

Bao Huiseng didn't say anything, but looked straight at him.

"All right!"

Fang Zheng shrugged:

"Look carefully."

The sound falls.

The ground beneath his feet shook slightly, and then his body jumped up lightly and flew towards one side of the hillside.

The Taoist robes flew around like a dark cloud, disappearing silently into the dense forest and disappearing in an instant.

This leap,

It’s twenty or thirty meters long!

It seemed unpleasant, but it was instantly passed over.

Bao Huiseng was stunned, stretched out his hand to rub his eyes, and even pinched himself hard before he smiled helplessly:

"Nima..."

"Is this guy really cultivating immortality?"

…………

Huangshan.

It was called Yishan in ancient times.

The mountainous area is about 40 kilometers long from north to south and 30 kilometers wide from east to west, covering a total area of ​​about 1,200 square kilometers.

It is rich in forest resources and lush plants, with as many as 99 peaks over 1,000 meters tall.

Although it is a historical site and tourist attraction, most of the area is in an undeveloped state.

Southwest corner of Huangshan Mountain.

The morning fog had not yet dissipated. Fangzheng, who was wearing a Taoist robe, stepped on dead branches and fallen leaves and walked into a narrow mountain road.

"Pine Bridge Peak?"

He looked up at a mountain in the distance and whispered to himself:

"It should be right here."

I came to Huangshan this time to make an appointment with someone to explore the ancient ruins, which may contain clues to ghost writings.

Although Master Broker Ji does not know magic, he has a wide range of friends, including politics, business, and all three religions.

even,

I also know Gu Gu, a Feng Shui master.

He started out as a tomb robber in ancient times. It is said that his ancestor was a gold-touching captain, and he got his skills from tombs.

His sect was relatively prosperous until an accident occurred in Huangshan, and all his brothers and master were killed.

The reason for making an appointment to investigate was firstly to make a fortune, and secondly to investigate the situation back then.

As for Founder...

Of course it’s for ghost stories.

As his thoughts turned, he stopped slightly at a restaurant at the corner ahead, and then walked over.

It is okay to go without food or drink for dozens of days in the realm of no leakage, but eating is not only to fill the stomach, but also to satisfy the desires of the mouth and tongue.

"We have guests!"

Before Fang Zheng could enter, there were shouts coming from inside.

This is a simple hotel located in an antique style, with two cars worth three or four hundred thousand dollars parked at the door.

There were seven or eight square tables in the hall, and three big men occupied one and were playing cards, fighting with their faces red.

There were no less than ten thousand dollar bills stacked on the table.

It seems that they are gambling and playing a lot.

"objective."

A man dressed as a waiter in a period TV drama store hurriedly came over from inside and asked with a smile:

"What do you want?"

"Just stir-fry two vegetables and make a big pancake." Fang Zheng looked at the surroundings and asked casually:

"Is this Xiaobao Rice Shop?"

"Yes." The waiter was stunned:

"Guest...does the Taoist priest know this place?"

"I've heard of it." Fang Zheng nodded:

"I heard that the game is pretty good. My friend asked me to wait here."

"Oh!" The waiter's eyes flashed:

"Understood, since the Taoist priest has heard of this place, we will definitely serve him well with his special dishes."

"Please wait."

Saying that, he bowed and left.

Not much to say.

A pot of rabbit meat and a plate of pickles were served, and the flatbread was cut into triangular pieces and placed in a basket.

The rabbit meat is delicious, slightly spicy, and melts in your mouth. The pickles are crisp, slightly sweet, and extremely refreshing.

It's a perfect pairing with your own wine.

"good!"

After having enough wine and food, Fangzheng stretched his muscles and called to the waiter:

"Bill, please!"

"Okay." The waiter stepped forward diligently, glanced at the clean dishes on the table, and said with a smile:

"Have you eaten, Taoist Master?"

"Eat." Fang Zheng nodded:

"How much?"

"Sixty-six thousand."

"How many?"

"Sixty-six thousand!"

There was silence.

The three people playing cards not far away also stopped, twisted their necks and wrists, stood up and gathered around.

Fang Zheng looked at the dishes on the table and said slowly:

"A pot of spicy rabbit meat, a plate of cold vegetables, a piece of cake and half a catty of wine, you want me to pay 66,000?"

"good!"

The waiter's mouth slightly curled up and he said:

"What the Taoist priest doesn't know is that this rabbit is a hare. He grew up eating ginseng every day. The ingredients of the cold dish are deer antlers. Especially the wine you drink is our exclusive formula. You can't buy it with money outside."

"It's already very affordable to charge you sixty-six thousand."

"Ha..." Fang Zheng chuckled:

"In this case, Pindao took advantage."

"Of course." The waiter nodded:

"Taoist Master, please pay."

The other three people had sneers on their faces, two of them attacked from both sides, and one stood by the gate to prevent him from escaping.

"It's too expensive." Fang Zheng shook his head:

"Can it be cheaper?"

"Then erase the last part and give me 60,000 yuan." The waiter waved his hands casually, as if he was very grand.

"It's still too expensive." Fang Zheng shook his head.

"F*ck you." A big man couldn't bear his temper and said angrily:

"Stinky Taoist, get the money quickly!"

"If I don't take it, where can I get it?" Fang Zheng turned sideways and looked at the other party.

"Don't take it?" The big man sneered, reached for a kitchen knife on the table behind him, chopped it on the head, and shouted:

"I told you not to take it!"

"puff!"

The kitchen knife turned upside down in the air and cut directly into the big man's head. The blade split his head in half and hung it on his neck.

at the same time.

An invisible force swept across the entire place.

Jinli had said that several people vomited blood and their bodies were torn apart. In an instant, the entire lobby was filled with flesh and blood.

Only the place where Fangzheng stands is untainted by dust.

He touched his chin and walked towards the kitchen.