Heavenly Master, I have a different world

"Rare visitor!"

Li Yingxuan asked someone to bring a chair, motioned for Fang Zheng to sit down, and spoke slowly:

"Since coming to Zhaonan Mansion, I have corresponded with Brother Fang dozens of times over the past few years, but there are not many opportunities to actually sit together."

"The princess is busy with affairs, and ordinary people dare not disturb her." Fang Zheng politely handed over.

"well!"

Li Yingxuan sighed:

"Although you and I rarely see each other, we have been friends for a long time. And since you saved Li Shu, you don't need to be so polite in front of me."

"Sit down and talk."

"Thank you, Princess." Fang Zheng responded with his hands in hand.

Li Yingxuan has long been accustomed to this kind of polite attitude. Even if she wanted to treat others as friends, no one would dare to respond.

Differences in status separate people into two worlds.

For Founder,

Li Yingxuan was curious at first and asked Jin Shu and Liu Qinghuan to join him.

Who is Jin Shu?

Although he is not proficient in martial arts or Taoism, he has unique insights into world affairs that are difficult for others to match.

Born with wisdom!

Otherwise, how could she be selected as a saint by the Hehuan Sect?

Is it normal for Jin Shu to stay in the mansion willingly for several years and be rumored to be the courtesan of the mansion?

As her understanding deepened, her curiosity about Zheng became deeper and deeper.

This rich man from a rural county seems to be hiding some secret, and his knowledge is definitely extraordinary.

Poems and music are comparable to those of the contemporary people.

Although he never talked about the imperial court, Li Yingxuan could see between the lines that Fang Zheng had a special attitude that was different from others.

"Speaking of it." Fang Zheng said:

"I would also like to thank the princess for taking care of my useless child. Ping An has troubled the princess a lot in the past few years."

"That kid is very smart, and I like him very much." Li Yingxuan smiled:

"Brother Fang's teachings are very good. Although Ping'an is young, he behaves well and has a good talent for cultivation."

"Having already developed magical powers at such a young age, it shouldn't be a problem to become a great mage in the future."

"Thank you, Princess, for your kind words." Fang Zheng said:

"Peace, I haven't thanked the princess yet."

Fang Pingan, who had been staying outside the door, took a step forward, knelt on his knees, and kowtowed repeatedly without saying a word.

"Well……"

Li Yingxuan pursed his thin lips slightly and his beautiful eyes flashed:

"It seems that Brother Fang came here today because he has something to do!"

"It's a small matter." Fang Zheng nodded:

"When Ping'an was in Fucheng, I made a friend, but I'm afraid there was some misunderstanding."

"correct!"

"That's a little girl, her name is Xiao Qian, from the Luofu Immortal Sect."

"Xiao Qian." Li Yingxuan leaned back, his eyes clear, and he understood what happened in an instant:

"Senior Sister Lu Hua's disciple, I have seen a very smart little girl, but Brother Fang didn't like her?"

The teachings of the Luofu Immortal Sect emphasize doing whatever you want, being free and carefree, and are very open-minded about matters between men and women.

This also leads some people to relax their restraints.

Amorous!

Both words are good. As far as she knows, some people's preference for bed matters is no less than that of the Hehuan Sect.

My senior sister is one of them.

The senior sister has a background in the Luofu Immortal Sect and has strength herself, so others may be trying to follow her.

But the princess knew something about the person in front of her. He was not a person who wanted to follow people's influence, otherwise the relationship with him would not be so unfamiliar.

"Ping An has a marriage contract." Fang Zheng said:

"Don't miss her."

"Heh..." Li Yingxuan tapped the armrest:

"This matter is simple, just ask for it. Senior sister happens to be in the house, so I asked her to come over."

Not long after.

The Green Flower Fairy in an emerald green dress walked into the room.

emerald green,

This kind of color is too bright and it is difficult for ordinary people to afford it, especially middle-aged women in their forties.

The long dress worn by the Green Fairy is bright and unrestrained, but it does not overwhelm it at all.

This woman has an amazing appearance, three-dimensional facial features, and a special mature charm.

First glance.

This is a woman.

second glance,

This is a mature woman!

The third eye,

This is a woman who is charming to the core!

She was accompanied by a handsome middle-aged man who followed her all the way, standing silently behind her and showing off the aura of a flawless martial artist.

"Brother Fang." Li Yingxuan extended his hand and introduced:

"These two are Senior Sister Luhua and Senior Brother Shi Bumishi from the Luofu Immortal Sect. This is Fang Zheng."

"Princess Princess."

Fairy Luhua casually saluted Li Yingxuan, then turned around and looked at Fang Zheng with a smile:

"I've heard about Master Fang for a long time. Fang Ci's popular porcelain is the favorite of dignitaries in the capital."

"I've seen Fairy Green Flower." Fang Zheng stood up and held his hands in his hands:

"The fairy likes it. I will send some pieces of porcelain to my house tomorrow."

"Hehe..." Green Flower Fairy pursed her lips and chuckled:

"Thank you very much!"

"As for the children... they are still young and not sensible. It is not too late to talk about it later."

"Why?" Before she could finish her words, a girl from behind rushed out and said angrily towards Fang Zheng:

"Why do you look down on me?"

"I like your son, it's your son's blessing. What ability do you, a rich country man, have..."

"Snapped!"

A slap silenced her voice.

Fairy Luhua looked embarrassed and bowed to the princess:

"Princess, my little disciple is ignorant and impulsive. I have lost my etiquette. I hope you don't mind her for the sake of her young age."

"snort!"

Li Yingxuan's face was ugly, and there was a deep disgust in his eyes:

"Take her down!"

"yes."

Lu Hua responded hurriedly, waved her long sleeves and cast a spell to tie up the girl who was still trying to struggle, and hurried towards the outsider.

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in the room.

Xiao Qian's pretty face turned red, she clenched her hands tightly, her sharp nails almost pierced her flesh, and the muscles on her face kept twitching.

"How dare you insult me, surnamed Fang!"

"If others don't like you, what can you do?" Fairy Luhua seemed to be used to her apprentice's arrogance, and shook her head and said:

"You are serious, why are you showing off your temper in front of the princess? If you upset the princess, you will inevitably be punished."

"snort!"

Xiao Qian snorted coldly:

"Princess? Today is different from the past. Without the support of our Luofu Immortal Sect, we may not be where we are today."

She seemed to have something in her words, shook her head and said:

"Master, I want Fang Pingan, please help me. I really, really like him."

"There are not enough people you like?" Fairy Luhua rolled her eyes:

"Fang Ping'an is different from others. He has already cultivated magic power. He has a tough mind and is protected by magic weapons. He cannot cast spells and charms."

"And he often comes in and out of the princess's mansion. Now that something like this happens again, there is definitely no way to take action forcefully."

"Master..." Xiao Qian looked troubled:

"Can you think of another solution?"

"No need to think about it." Lu Hua shook his head:

"Girl, there are many men in this world, and there are many men who like you. There will always be some men you can't have."

"You have to get used to this."

"If he were a relative of the emperor or a nobleman from aristocratic families, I would recognize him, but Fang Ping'an is just the son of a local wealthy man." Xiao Qian stamped her feet:

"Can't we win this?"

actually,

She originally thought she had won it.

With the Luofu Immortal Sect as his backing and the preference of his master as the Archmage, Fang Ping'an didn't dare to resist at all.

He even planned to acquiesce in order not to implicate the family.

Never thought about it.

His adoptive father actually had some skills and took his son directly to find the princess, which caused a lot of trouble.

Now that I think about it, I feel anxious. If I had known this, I shouldn't have played any romance drama.

How can such a thing happen if you just act recklessly?

"Fang is a martial arts master with no leakage, and he also practices magic. In terms of talent, even the masters can't compare with him." Fairy Luhua said:

"If he had no inheritance, was not strong enough, and seems to have gone astray, he might have become a martial arts master."

"Don't underestimate him either."

"Um……"

"This man saved the little princess's life, and he became the guest of Princess Qingyuan because of his proficiency in music."

"You can't treat him like an ordinary rich and wealthy family in the county."

"Hmph!" Xiao Qian snorted coldly:

"Am I just going to let it go?"

"There's no rush." ​​Fairy Green Flower closed her eyes and said slowly:

"The situation in today's world is turbulent, and no one can guarantee safety. Maybe after a few years, the government will beg you for help."

"By the time……"

"Fang Ping'an still doesn't let you play with him?"

"Not bad." Shi Bulumi nodded in agreement:

"If you are really angry, uncle Shi will find an opportunity to vent your anger and teach Fangzheng a lesson."

"But!" Xiao Qian said:

"At that time, Fang Pingan probably already had a wife. Even if he gets angry, what's the use?"

"What's wrong with having a wife?" Lu Hua smiled lightly:

"My dear disciple, let me tell you my experience as a teacher. A man with experience is actually more interesting than Hina."

As he said that, he looked sideways at Shi Bumi.

Shi Bumi chuckled and nodded.

Xiao Qian also subconsciously looked at Shi Bumi, her pretty face flushed, and then she curled her lips.

She is like a child who has taken a fancy to a toy, and now she only wants to possess the toy.

"Don't rush."

Fairy Luhua also came out of Xiao Qian's mentality and spoke slowly:

"Fang Ping'an can't marry a wife."

"Huh?" Xiao Qian frowned at first, then relaxed her brows and came to the master with a smile to rub his shoulders:

"I knew Master had a way."

…………

Fangfu Courtyard.

"If you have anything to do, tell your parents first."

Du Qiaoyun whispered:

"Can we still harm you? Keeping your worries in your heart will only harm yourself and make your parents worry."

"yes."

Fang Ping'an nodded. The problem that had been bothering him for a long time was solved and he felt obviously relaxed. A rare smile appeared on his face:

"It's my fault, kid."

"I'm not as irresponsible as you think, nor as weak as you think." Fang Zheng snorted coldly:

"Just tell me if you have something to say. Even Wuzong and Zhenren are not helpless. How can a mere little girl's movie scare you?"

"well!"

He sighed:

"It's because I'm too low-key that even my son has no confidence. It seems that there is a certain truth in being wealthy."

"Father." Fang Ping'an scratched his head:

"It was my fault."

"Of course you are wrong." Fang Zheng glanced at him:

"It's okay to think too much. If you don't understand something, you have to learn to ask people. You can't compare to your brother in this regard."

"Safety."

"Yes." Fang Pingan lowered his head.

"Remember." Fang Zheng said slowly:

"With your parents here, you don't have to be afraid of anyone, even martial arts masters and masters of magic."

"The big things in your eyes may not be something that a father can't solve."

Fang Pingan raised his head in surprise.

It was like he was getting to know his father for the first time.

In Fucheng, most of the other people's parents were from famous families in the Immortal Sect, with true inheritance, while Fang Zheng, a rich country man, was inconspicuous.

but now,

He saw in Fang Zheng a kind of arrogance and domineering that he had never seen before.

"Do you remember the method you practice?"

"Remember."

Fang Pingan nodded:

"The concept of Yin and Yang."

This is a very common visualization method. Many low-level warlocks practice this method. It is a common practice.

"Ha..." Fang Zheng chuckled:

"Do you really think it's an ordinary concept of yin and yang? If that's the case, why don't I allow you to change your mind? Do you really think you're so talented that you can develop magic power early even by practicing low-level techniques?"

"Ah!" Fang Pingan was stunned.

"That contemplation method is called the Twelve-layered Tower Contemplation Method. It is inherited by the world's top magicians, no less than the Luofu Immortal Sect's Cave Mystic Contemplation Method." Fang Zheng said:

"The method you practice, even if you are a true disciple of the Luofu Immortal Sect, you need to go through many tests before you can practice it."

"The little girl named Xiao Qian should still be meditating on the Qingfeng method, right?"

"Yes." Fang Ping'an's thoughts changed rapidly and his face moved:

"Father..."

"No need to ask any more questions." Fang Zheng waved his hand:

"You just need to practice hard, and when the mage's realm is stable, you will understand the mystery of the method you practice. However, during this period, you must not reveal the true method you practice, so as not to get into trouble."

"Um……"

"Take this."

He took out something, handed it to Fang Pingan, and told him how to use it in a few words.

"This object is a magic weapon refined by the master of the Mohist family. It is called a 'pistol'. It can be used without magic power."

"Within three feet, even Wuluo martial arts masters and archmage can be seriously injured. You stay by your side to defend yourself."

"yes."

Fang Pingan nodded solemnly:

"Thank you, foster father."

"What happened today has offended Fairy Luhua after all." Fang Zheng changed the subject and said:

"With that girl Xiao Qian's overbearing temper, I'm afraid she won't let it go, but you don't have to worry."

"At most, there will be fewer people around you to get close to. In recent years, it has been difficult to get close to each other. This is not necessarily a bad thing for you. You can practice with peace of mind."

Who would dare to get close to a disciple of the Luofu Immortal Sect if he offended him?

No one dares to play matchmaker.

"Yes." Fang Pingan should be:

"The child wishes for more."

He was now in an uplifted mood, the gloom that had enveloped his heart was gone, and he had a high morale to fight.

foster father,

He is definitely not a country rich man!

Although I don’t know what the background is, it is obvious that the adoptive father does not take Fairy Luhua seriously, and he is a friend of the two princesses.

That being the case,

What else do you have to be afraid of?

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After the funeral of his mother-in-law was over, Linghu An left quietly, and no one in the Linghu family knew his whereabouts.

Just think that he is in a sad mood and go out to relax.

Except Founder.

Linghu An is determined to leave here. Unless he dies or becomes a martial arts master, he is afraid that he will not come back.

Fang Mansion.

After returning, Fang Zheng continued to live an ordinary life day after day.

Accompanying his wife to enjoy the scenery and flowers, drinking and having fun, teasing his daughter, teaching his son, and enjoying life like an ordinary old man.

Both sons are not a worry. Fang Ping'an wants to come back, but the martial arts hall won't let him go.

Fang Heng, on the other hand, had a noisy temper and couldn't be kept at home. He kept clamoring to go back to Fucheng to find friends. It wasn't until Lu Zhi took him to the military camp that he felt a little calmer.

certainly,

Fang Zheng never relaxed his practice.

After the ninth level of vowel thunder method, it takes a long time to accumulate until it reaches the ninth level of perfection.

By then,

Look for opportunities for breakthrough again.

Ninety-nine returns to one, which can prove the martial arts, greatly improve the strength, and extend the life by 300 years.

However, it is not easy to do this. Jiu Yuanzi himself is a real person, and it is easy to break through by practicing martial arts. His experience has little reference value.

Founder needs to slowly lay a solid foundation, and will most likely need to use external objects, such as elixirs, to reach the realm.

In short,

It is difficult to achieve within ten or eight years.

Time flies, and it’s been two years.

There is still no news from Linghu An who has traveled far away.

King Kang returned to the capital, and the situation in the court became increasingly tense. It was said that his majesty's deadline was approaching, and the capital had become the center of the whirlpool.

There, even Wuzong and Zhenren were in danger of overthrowing, and the two princesses were even more worried about the prince's safety.

There was turmoil all over the world.

All kinds of anti-kings and rebels come on stage. Natural and man-made disasters continue, and evil spirits appear from time to time.

It can be said that chaos occurs frequently.

In comparison.

Because King Kang unified Zhaonan Mansion, many forces were suppressed by him, and life was relatively peaceful.

"Gulu..."

Fang Zheng took a sip of monkey wine, and the mellow wine exploded in his mouth, and warm air flowed to his limbs and bones along his intestines and stomach.

The vowel thunder method moves spontaneously, refining the medicinal power in it and promoting cultivation.

"My lord."

Shangguan Duo asked for instructions:

"Ci'en Temple wants to borrow two thousand taels of silver to expand the temple, and also plans to hire some laborers to repair the Jimin Hall."

"Well..." Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes, his consciousness fluctuating in drunkenness:

"Send the money over tomorrow."

"Yes." Shangguan responded.

"That's right." Fang Zheng asked:

"Did Yuanxing find a helper?"

"Found it." Shangguan Duo nodded:

"There is a Jiming Temple in Qingzhou, where Yuanhui and Yuanxing are both descendants of the Vajra lineage of Buddhism."

"Nowadays, Qingzhou is in chaos and Jiming Temple was destroyed. Yuan Hui was invited to come to Ci'en Temple to serve as a monk."

"Oh." Fang Zheng said:

"How is this Yuanhui's cultivation?"

"Very tall, he is a perfect martial artist." Shangguan Duo said with a solemn look on his face:

"This man traveled alone from Qingzhou to Gu'an County, traveling thousands of miles without any damage to his body."

"I feel that he is also a master among Wuluo martial arts masters."

"With him in charge, and with the improvement of his roundness cultivation, he should be able to suppress the newly born monsters in the mountains."

As for the stronger ones, the private soldiers of Fang Mansion will take action. The world is in chaos. In the past two years, all kinds of monsters and evil spirits have emerged due to the changes in the energy of heaven and earth.

same.

More and more people among the people are getting rare treasures, and top masters are bursting out like a blowout, but at this stage, the Wuluo martial artist is still a master after all.

"No leaks..." Fang Zheng touched his chin:

"If I have time, I would like to see it."

"master."

At this time, someone reported:

"The new county magistrate came to visit."

"Please come in!" Fang Zheng sat up slightly.

Not long after.

A man and a woman came hand in hand. The man had good features and the woman had an elegant temperament. They both saluted:

"My lowered official, Meng Kang, brings his wife and kowtow to Lord Fang."

"Please get up." Fang Zheng waved his sleeves:

"You two don't have to be polite."

Fang Zheng now has an official status. Although it is a false position bought with money, he is still a full-fledged fifth-rank official.

A seventh-grade county magistrate can afford to be prostrated in person.

It is not surprising that it is customary for a new county magistrate to visit Fang Mansion before taking office.

Meng Kang followed the rules and said a few polite words, then stood up and left, saying that he would go to Ci'en Temple to offer incense.

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"Fang Mansion!"

After leaving the city, Mrs. Meng hummed softly:

"It's such a grand ostentation. I think even the yamen can't compare to the gate tower of a separate courtyard in Fangfu."

"Shhh..." Magistrate Meng's expression changed when he heard this:

"Ma'am, please keep your voice down, be careful the walls have ears."

"What are you afraid of?" Mrs. Meng said angrily:

"You are the magistrate of the county and the parents of the people of Gu'an County!"

"County magistrate?" Magistrate Meng smiled bitterly:

"The Fang Mansion recognizes that I am the county magistrate. If the Fang Mansion does not recognize it, they will kill you and me as refugees and no one will dare to say anything."

"You are too cowardly." Mrs. Meng said with contempt:

"Even if you, the county magistrate, are incompetent, our Su family is not a vegetarian. How dare he, surnamed Fang?"

"well!"

Magistrate Meng sighed:

"A strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake. Even though the Su family is strong, in Gu'an County, one-third of an acre of land still has the surname Fang."

His wife's family background is prominent, and even he can be the magistrate of a county because of his wife's family's activities behind the scenes.

It is inevitable to feel a little henpecked.

"Actually, Gu'an County is pretty good."

Magistrate Meng said slowly:

"I asked the former county magistrate. Mr. Fang rarely leaves the house and spends most of his time at home with his wife and children."

"When I go out, I also focus on business and training private soldiers."

"Because of Fang Ci and Yunfang, the people of Gu'an County are living a good life. Even if they do nothing, the county magistrate's performance evaluation is excellent in everything."

He touched his chin and whispered:

"Let's stay here for four years and become a top-notch county magistrate. If my father-in-law puts a little more effort, we can go directly to the capital city to serve."

"Isn't that wonderful?"

"Humph!" Mrs. Meng hummed:

"No wonder you chose Gu'an County."

"Yes." Magistrate Meng did not deny:

"I've inquired about so many places, and I think Fang Mansion in Gu'an County is a person who can make people feel at ease."

"other places……"

"It is said that I am a county magistrate, but in fact I am just working as a cow and a horse for others. In the end, I will not get much benefit."

"Fang Mansion is different. Fang Zheng is a good person. We can also make some dividends from Fang Mansion's business."

"When I take office as county magistrate, I can get this number from Fang Mansion every year!"

He stretched out five fingers and turned them back and forth.

Mrs. Meng’s eyes lit up:

"real?"

"Is this still false?" Magistrate Meng looked serious.

"The relationship is good." Mrs. Meng felt comfortable and nodded:

"With money, let's see if those who still laugh at us can still laugh. I want to tell them that they are not wrong."

"certainly."

Magistrate Meng put his arms around his wife:

"Of course Madam is not wrong about the person."

"Like hell!"

Mrs. Meng rolled her eyes at him and leaned forward softly.

Ci'en Temple.

"Both of you."

Yuan Hui clasped her hands together and spoke slowly:

"It's getting late today, and there may be something unexpected going down the mountain. The poor monk has arranged two meditation rooms for rest."

"Thank you, Master." Magistrate Meng thanked him and asked:

"The abbot of the circle hasn't come back yet?"

"The abbot went to the mountains to suppress evil spirits. Depending on the situation, he won't be back today." Yuan Hui shook his head:

"I will definitely let you know when Junior Brother Abbot comes back."

"That's fine."

Magistrate Meng nodded.

The temple prohibits sexual intercourse between men and women. If there are spare rooms, even couples will prepare two rooms.

Magistrate Meng can understand this.

night.

"Da da……"

There was a knock on the door.

Magistrate Meng, who was reading a book in his hand, was startled when he heard the sound, then walked to the door and opened the door.

The fragrant wind blows my face,

A soft body fell into his arms.

…………

Another room.

Mrs. Meng's eyes were blurry, and she felt her breathing was heavy and her blood flow was accelerating as she looked at the muscular man approaching step by step.

"lady."

The visitor lowered his head and his eyes glowed:

"A moment of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold, let's not waste any more time."

"No……"

Mrs. Meng was unconscious and collapsed on the bed limply.