Heavenly Master, I have a different world

"Seven days ago, Mrs. White Bones led a crowd to attack Guitou Town, manifesting a hundred-foot white bone dharma body, burning, killing, and looting."

"The whole city..."

"Death!"

Fang Zheng looked sad and sighed:

"Fang happened to be out of town for some work, and he escaped by chance. He was like this when he came back!"

"Mrs. Bones!" Mr. Ren held the bone staff tightly, with a look of shock and anger on his face:

"She actually dares to attack the town. Isn't she afraid of triggering an all-out war between Fengdu and Montenegro?"

"There are tens of thousands of people in Guitou Town..."

"How could she do it!"

"Hmph!" A tall, thin middle-aged man snorted coldly when he heard this:

"Heishan's evil ways have long lost their humanity. What can't they do for the sake of blood food and cultivation?"

"Brother Fang."

The man arched his hands towards Fangzheng:

"Xia Dingli, just call me Lao Ding."

"Mr. Ren." A female cultivator whispered:

"There are two great mages in Guitou Town, and there are formations to isolate the inside and outside. Could it be that they are no match for Madam Bones?"

"It's just that Mrs. Bones, although she is strong, may not be able to break into the town." Mr. Ren shook his head:

"But how could she come alone?"

"Not bad!" Fang Zheng nodded:

"In addition to Mrs. Bones, there are also Baozhuang, a sword ghost, and Guansuo, a flower ghost, each with their own ghost soldiers."

"Fang is incompetent and can only watch them do evil without even having the courage to help."

He sighed and shook his head.

"It's no wonder." Mr. Ren said:

"Bao Zhuang and Guan Suo are both top masters in Montenegro. One is a top mage and the other is a martial arts master."

"Brother Fang, you don't need to blame yourself. Preserving your own life in that situation is the most critical thing."

"yes!"

"Yes, brother Fang, don't be discouraged."

"..."

No matter what they thought in their hearts, others started to persuade him.

"Mr. Ren."

Fang Zheng came back to his senses and said:

"After an evil group from Montenegro broke into the town, they killed the mayor and others and took the others back."

"Can you inform Fengdu and rescue the person?"

"right!"

Mr. Ren's eyes lit up.

He hurriedly pulled out a bone fragment from his body, with a look of reluctance on his face, and then he bit his teeth and flexed his fingers to carve on the bone fragment.

Not long after.

As the bone fragments lit up with a faint halo, and then scattered into ashes, Mr. Ren's expression also relaxed.

"I have already spread the news. I think the experts who come to Fengdu will take action."

"Thank God."

Fang Zheng nodded:

"Hopefully we can save people."

Even so, he had no hope in his heart.

Mr. Ren has the means to notify Fengdu. As a big town, Guitou Town will not notify him when a powerful enemy approaches.

As a result, no one has come over for so long.

I thought that since Mrs. Bones dared to take action, she must be sure to take back all the people in the town.

"Mage."

At this time, a woman came forward and said:

"The porridge is ready!"

"Um!"

Mr. Ren nodded:

"Drink porridge and fill your stomach first!"

"Brother Fang, let's go together."

"Thank you!"

Fang Zheng thanked him.

This is a team of more than a hundred people, most of whom are children under ten years old.

Fengdu territory is lacking in resources.

Most of the children were dressed in rags, even Mr. Ren and others, their clothes were mended.

Most of them were thin and skinny, and even the martial arts practitioners were not strong. They were obviously malnourished.

Porridge is thin gruel.

Something similar to japonica rice is boiling in the big pot, mixed with some grass stems, giving it a dark green color.

When you scoop it up with a wooden spoon, it becomes a sticky mess.

Although it was unappetizing, a group of people ate carefully and licked the bottom of the bowl again and again to avoid wasting it.

In addition to porridge, there is also a steamed bun that is as good as a stone. The steamed bun is not big but needs to be shared by two people.

Fang Zheng got the bowl and tasted it like others. The porridge tasted bitter, but fortunately it was nutritious.

Steamed bun……

It's just something to ward off hunger.

Seeing the big from the small, the survival situation in the Yama Secret Realm must be difficult. You must know that everyone present is a person who practices martial arts and practices.

Hardly an ordinary person.

If their clothing and food are like this, you can imagine how bad the living environment of ordinary people must be.

"Mr. Ren."

Ding Li approached Mr. Ren and whispered:

"Is Fang Yan reliable?"

"It should be no problem." Mr. Ren took a sip of porridge, his eyes flashed with a mysterious light, and he said slowly:

"The aura in his body is pure, he practices the most orthodox Yama Heart Sutra, and he has no violent aura in his body."

"Very different from the Black Mountain monks."

"Well..." Ding Li nodded:

"Your Yin Demon Eye is definitely not bad, but why don't I remember that there is a cultivating family named Fang in Guitou Town?"

"Perhaps they are the casual cultivators below." Mr. Ren said:

"Guitou Town is close to Nie Yuan Valley. It is a gathering place for various cultivators. It is normal to not remember things as you go."

"Besides..."

"If he is from Montenegro, do you think we can hide him?"

Ding Li was stunned.

Too!

Even Guitou Town, which has tens of thousands of people, has been turned into ruins. What can they do?

Mr. Ren finished his porridge, put down his bowl, straightened his sleeves, got up and walked towards Fangzheng.

"Brother Fang, are you full?"

"full!"

Fang Zheng stood up:

"thanks for treatment!"

"Well, we are all citizens of Fengdu, so we should help each other." Mr. Ren seemed very proud of his hospitality. After all, not everyone can afford a bowl of spiritual porridge. He paused and said:

"Brother Fang is going to Fengdu City?"

"yes."

Fang Zheng nodded:

"Guitou Town has been destroyed, Fang has nowhere to go, and the outside is not stable, so it is best to go to Fengdu City."

"Um."

Mr. Ren gently stroked his beard:

"Brother Fang should know that it is easy to enter Fengdu City, but it is not easy to stay in Fengdu City."

Um?

Fang Zheng's heart moved slightly, but his face remained calm.

"Fengdu City is a place where Yin channels gather. Practicing there can get twice the result with half the effort, so there has always been a shortage of permanent residents."

Mr. Ren explained casually and continued:

"However, if you are the teacher of an outstanding disciple, you can enter Fengdu City with your disciple."

"The more outstanding the disciples are, the better the teacher's treatment will be, and they may even be qualified to learn the complete Yama Heart Sutra."

Fang Zheng's eyes changed.

"Look."

Mr. Ren didn't notice his mood swings. He stretched out his hand and pointed backwards, saying:

"The purpose of our trip is to send these talented children to Fengdu City. However, we encountered a Yin trend on the way and were ambushed by a group of Yin beasts in Niyuan Valley. It can be said that we suffered heavy losses."

He sighed and continued:

"Especially adults, many died in order to escort these children. Now some children are without their masters."

"Brother Fang, can you..."

"How many will you choose to be your apprentices?"

"If you teach them properly, you can still get a permanent residence in Fengdu City."

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows.

…………

Dozens of children, many of them skinny and skinny.

Take a closer look.

They roughly divided into two waves, one with adults taking care of them, and the other curled up and ignored.

Each of these children had frizzy hair, skin and bones, and even had a faint odor on their bodies.

I don’t know how long I haven’t washed myself.

Fangzheng's eyes flickered, thoughtfully.

The territory under Fengdu's rule is vast, but Fengdu City is not large, so it is impossible for all the people to live in the city.

Most of the people gathered at the nodes where the Yin veins converged and walked out of towns similar to Guitou Town.

Or a village.

Every four years, people from all over the country will select the outstanding young people of the local generation and send them to Fengdu City.

Fengdu City selects the best from the best and cultivates them.

The best group of people can stay in Fengdu City as permanent residents and get the opportunity to practice high-level Dharma.

Secondly,

Then stay in the outer city.

Those who stay in the outer city can also break into the inner city if their cultivation reaches the realm of mage or martial artist, or if they have achieved great achievements.

again,

They will be taught for a period of time and then sent back to avoid wasting resources.

Not to mention that it takes a long time to get back and forth, and the journey is not safe, so everyone wants to stay in Fengdu City.

Preferably inner city.

As Mr. Ren said, if the apprentice he teaches is excellent, the master will also benefit from it.

"Well……"

After observing it carefully, Fang Zheng touched his chin and frowned secretly.

I don’t know whether it is intentional or not, but most children without a master have poor talents or have damaged foundations.

In his eyes, it was almost unworthy of cultivation!

"Brother Fang."

Ding Li smiled and said:

"Have you chosen yet? You can choose two. Of course, you can choose more. I'm afraid I won't have enough ideas."

That is to say.

Choose at least two!

"Just the two of them!" Fang Zheng pointed to the crowd.

"Brother Fang has good eyesight." Ding Li's eyes lit up and he said:

"They are two siblings, Ma Ning and Ma Chao. Ma Ning has the talent to practice magic, and Ma Chao practices martial arts."

"My sister is almost ten years old and my brother is just eight years old."

"What a coincidence. Not long ago, Ma Ning collected two ghosts in Nie Yuan Valley to help her practice."

Fang Zheng nodded.

The reason why he chose these two people was because of the two ghosts. It was because of those two ghosts that he entered this secret realm.

Somehow,

Maybe it's fate.

"come over!"

Ding Li waved to the Ma family siblings:

"Come and meet your master!"

The two siblings were curled up and clinging to each other for warmth. When they heard this, they raised their heads and couldn't help showing ecstasy on their faces.

The other children looked envious and regretful.

There is a huge difference between them whether they have the guidance of a master or not.

Without a master, you can only listen to unified lectures. How much you can learn depends on your own ability. It is difficult to get guidance if you don't understand something.

After all, everyone practices different spells, and it is impossible for the teacher on stage to give guidance based on everyone's situation.

even.

It's possible that what the teacher taught today is different from what I practice, so I wasted my time listening to the lecture.

Having a teacher is different.

The teacher will teach in person, answer questions about practice at any time, and will also provide benefits for practice.

after all.

If the apprentice can enter the inner city of Fengdu, the master can also benefit from it.

As far as they knew, some masters would prescribe small dishes and even provide elixirs to their disciples.

It is for the disciple to take the master into the inner city.

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"Ma Ning!"

"Ma Chao!"

"Meet the Master!"

The two children kowtowed together, nine times in a row, in a ceremony of worship.

Here, the status of master and disciple is even more than that of blood relatives to a certain extent, and they are comrades who support each other.

The master can follow his apprentice into the inner city of Fengdu.

Parents can't.

It's just so realistic.

Ma Ning's complexion was pale, with blood streaks visible inside, and his body was so thin that he didn't look like he was about to be ten years old.

In comparison.

Ma Chao's body is thicker, as if he is the elder brother, and his voice is hoarse like an adult man.

"Get up."

Fang Zheng sat on a stone and raised one hand in vain:

"Tell me about your practice method."

"yes."

The two siblings stood up. Ma Ning suppressed the excitement in his heart and said:

"I practice the art of controlling ghosts. My mother gave me a Hundred Ghost Banner. Currently, there are three ghosts."

Speaking of this, there was a hint of pride in his voice.

Considering her age and cultivation level, being able to control the three-headed ghosts is considered to be above average.

However, Fang Zheng knew very well that two of the three ghosts she mentioned were captured just a few days ago.

There is only one that can really be controlled.

Ma Ning pursed his lips and continued: "I have almost reached the second level of practicing the Yama Heart Sutra."

Fast?

Fang Zheng shook his head slightly.

He doesn't blame Ma Ning for exaggerating his own strength. After all, modesty and restraint are not encouraged here.

Expose yourself appropriately and gain attention more easily.

"I don't have the talent to practice magic, and my cultivation of the Yama Heart Sutra is not as good as my sister's." Ma Chao said:

"My martial arts training is based on the five evil elements. I am currently focusing on the evil element claws. The physical body... is relatively strong."

Speaking of this, he looked shy.

Along the way, his sister Ma Ning gave him a lot of her food so that he could temper his body.

Naturally, it is stronger.

But among the children, they are still in the middle and lower reaches.

Fang Zheng sighed.

The first level of the Yama Heart Sutra is just a junior warlock and a low-level blood transmutation. It can be regarded as the beginning of the path of cultivation, and it is impossible to stay in Fengdu City.

In all likelihood, they will be deported.

If you want to stay in the outer city, you have to break through to the second level of the Yama Heart Sutra at worst.

Stay in the inner city.

You need to have the strength of a high-level warlock.

"Ma Ning."

"exist."

"Show me your spell."

"yes."

Ma Ning nodded heavily, then took out a small palm-sized flag from his arms and waved it gently in his hand.

Hyakki Banner!

This flag can restrain ghosts, and after being refined, it can be used to drive enemies away. It can also be used to assist cultivation with the help of ghosts and ghosts inside.

From a grade point of view, it is ordinary.

But Fang Zheng's eyes lit up.

"out!"

Ma Ning shouted in his mouth, a faint halo lit up the face of the Hundred Ghost Banner, and then three ghosts floated out from it.

One of them is more agile, while the other two ghosts are confused and somewhat stupid, standing in the air.

Ma Ning's face turned red, and he knelt with his fingers again. At the same time, he took out a handful of something that looked like ashes and sprinkled it out.

"The Haunted Umbrella!"

"Woo..."

The three ghosts swayed and slowly turned into a ghost umbrella, spinning slowly in front of Ma Ning.

This umbrella has certain defensive capabilities.

"go!"

Ma Ning drank again.

The Yinhun Umbrella retracted its face inward, turned into a spear, and stabbed forward before disappearing into the ground.

"return!"

Accompanied by a low drink.

Three ghosts slowly floated out from the ground and disappeared into the Hundred Ghost Banners one after another.

Ma Ning was panting and sweating on his forehead. His wrists were trembling as he held the Hundred Ghost Banner and presented it to Fang Fang.

"Master, please look."

well!

Fang Zheng sighed helplessly.

They are just two low-level spells that can only be cast with the help of external objects, and their power is not very good.

Plus the time to accumulate and exert force...

That’s it!

Warlocks are not good at fighting.

Fortunately, this Hundred Ghost Banner is of acceptable quality. If it can refine a few more ghosts, it will have certain combat power.

"Ma Chao."

After checking the Hundred Ghost Banner and returning it to Ma Ning, Fang Zheng tilted his head:

"You come."

"yes!"

Ma Chao should be.

Immediately, he turned his body, shouted repeatedly, and used the evil claws of the Five Ghost Evil Elements to attack No One.

His face was red, his eyes were wide open, and he was shouting loudly, and he was full of momentum.

But...

The wisps of strong wind dispersed but did not condense.

The moves seem to be forceful, but they are rigid and rigid, leaving no room for change.

Their faces are ferocious, but their energy and energy are fighting on their own, and they are not under control at all. At most, they are better than children fighting.

Ah……

Fangzheng raised his head and held his forehead, speechless.

When Fang Pingan and Fang Heng were six or seven years old, they were better than you two!