White Head Demon Master

　　 "The kid comes to the academy to apprentice according to the rules, can you give me a chance, gentlemen?"

　　 was also at this time, when Fang Cun saw that several of the teachers in the academy had already appeared, but did not answer him, he also said loudly.

As a native of Liuhucheng, he didn’t know that anyone who came to the back mountain of the Baixiang Academy with determination was not rejected. He still followed the rules and sent the apprentice stickers. Those who came to the back mountain did not even say hello, and went straight into the back mountain. This rule has been popular for so many years, and there is really no room for refusal to teach in academy.

Furthermore, I have now launched such a big battle, which has attracted so many people in Liuhu City to watch. Under the harmony of the eyes, can these teachings really break the rules of the Baixiang Academy? Do not agree to go to the back mountain by yourself?

　　 "This boy is brave, and he urged us to come. Do you really know the danger of this back mountain?"

　　 A middle-aged female instructor in the Qingjing robe of the Hidden Sect has frowned.

　　 "Well, young people don't know how high the sky is..."

Teacher Zhang Shixian furrowed his brows and sighed: "He still has a good way to enter the academy, but I don't know how many lambs like these tiger-defying tigers are buried every year in Houshan. However, after all, he is the younger brother of Xiaoxian Shi Fangchi. Maybe some housekeeping skills..."

If it’s just an ordinary person who comes to the back mountain, then the few instructors don’t care about it at all, let him go, and most of them will die in the back mountain. Even if they can really break through, then take a look at his aptitude, if appropriate, There is no defense if you accept it. After all, those who can get past the back mountain will not have bad qualifications. It is a good thing for the Baixiang Academy to be able to bring these people under the door.

　　 But Fang Cun's identity is special, and it's too much involved. Several teachers really don't want to be the master.

In a dilemma, they suddenly felt that the crowd behind them was quiet. When everyone looked at it, they saw that three figures had appeared on the mountain behind. Only one of them seemed to be young, but the third floor was left under his jaw. A middle-aged man with a long beard sits diagonally with a sturdy blue sheep whose horns are twisted into two huge spirals. On both sides, there are two old men, one with a black beard and the other with a white beard.

　　 As soon as the three of them appeared, there seemed to be an intangible mechanism to swing away, but it suppressed the students subconsciously and did not dare to make noise.

　　 Several teachers below met, turned around and saluted together, saying: "I have seen the master, two teachers!"

I don’t know how many people heard this claim, and they all turned their heads and looked at them in shock, but no one thought that the second son of Fang was really extraordinary. It was just a matter of rushing to the back of the academy, which not only brought out so many teachers. , Even the master of the house and two of the four great masters were attracted. With such a big face, I am afraid that there are not many people in Liuhu City...

The middle-aged man sitting obliquely on the back of Qingyang nodded slightly, and looked at the square inch on the large bluestone in the distance. He seemed to be a little amused. He didn't speak. It was the old black beard master next to him. He took a step forward and said to Fang Cun who was kneeling on the big blue stone opposite the cliff: "Brother of Fang Chi, the old man asks you, but sincerely wants to enter the Baixiang Academy?"

His voice is not like that of the other instructors, it has a faint sense of force, just as if he is speaking calmly, but the voice reaches the foot of the mountain, and everyone’s ears are as if he is talking in the ear, abnormal. Clear, but not uncomfortably shocked.

　　 Fangcun heard this, then bowed his head slightly, and said loudly: "With all my heart and sincerity, I can only enter the academy!"

　　 Kuroshitsuzuzuo's face was calm, and he said, "Do you know the danger of rushing to the back of the college?"

　　 Fangcun replied: "I know!"

　　 Master Black Beard glanced at the man on Qingyang's back, and said, "If you are in danger in the back mountain, and you can't save it, so what?"

　　 Fang Cun also thought about it, and said, "Being benevolent and benevolent, no wonder others!"

　　 After asking about these, Master Kuroshitsuji said no more, and returned to the middle-aged man on Qingyang's back.

　　 "Huh, life and death!"

　　 The Shirasu Master on the other side looked unhappy, and cast a cold look at the opposite Fangcun.

　　 Kuroshitsuzuzuo smiled helplessly, and said, "He insisted on breaking through the back mountain. According to the rules of the academy, it is really bad to refuse!"

　　 "Then let him break!"

　　 Shizuozuzuo said coldly: "He died in it, it was his life, no wonder who!"

　　 "Guo deserves to be the brother of Xianshi Fangchi..."

The man on the Qingyang’s back seemed to have thought about it. Down the mountain, the teaching students, the flat-headed people, all their eyes fell on his face, even in the direction of Liuhu City. At this time, it seemed that someone was paying attention to this. At the same time, he finally spoke slowly: "The rules of the back mountain of the academy have been around for a long time. Since you are so sincere, then my academy has no reason to reject you!"

　　 Fangcun's face showed joy, and said: "Mr. Xie!"

　　 "Wow..."

　　 When the people around heard this, they were all overjoyed, and they all cried out: "Is it finally going to begin?"

　　 got up on the big blue stone, slowly moved his legs and feet, took a deep breath, and was ready to go in.

But at this moment, I suddenly heard the sound of a horse, and saw a fast horse rushing along the mountain trail, and on the horse's back was the trembling old man Fang, who came here quickly, From a distance, he yelled: "My boy, why don't you listen to advice so much? Listen to the father's words, this back mountain...this back mountain, how many lives are buried in this back mountain, where can you break through? ..."

　　 "Isn't it..."

　　 Fang Cun looked at the old man Fang, who hadn't rode a horse for decades, sprinted on the horse, feeling helpless.

"Father, my elder brother was jealous of the sky, and the young Qingqing left our house. Many people have looked down upon our house. My child didn’t like to practice in the past, but now my elder brother is gone. This academy, the child is already settled..."

When 　　 was talking, he stepped down the bluestone and came to the back mountain trail.

Father Fang rushed over, panting, his face was pale, and Fang Cun looked serious, and he knew he could not persuade him. He couldn't describe the anxiety at this moment. He turned over and jumped off his horse, but almost fell to the ground, pulling his saddle. , Barely stood firm, and looked at Fang Cun sadly: "You have this temperament from your origin. You can't shut it down even if you say nothing, but you..."

　　 He lifted one of the burdens on his horseback, and he was about to lose his feet: "Somehow he will go after breakfast..."

　　 The people around were startled when they heard the words, and then laughed out with a "puff".

　　 This magnificent Liuhucheng Fang Family Patriarch, Xiao Xianshi Fang Chi’s biological father, at this moment, unexpectedly rushed to deliver the buns?

　　 I don’t have everyone’s tolerance...

　　 At this moment, Fang Cun turned his head slightly and looked at the baggage.

　　 There was a mixed feeling in his heart.

Father Fang eagerly stepped forward a few words, begging to say: "My boy, this is your mother who got up early this morning and steamed your favorite fresh meat buns for you. You have to go, dad stop I can't help you, but you can only have strength when you are full..."

　　 "My mother must have not been in the kitchen for three years, right?"

　　 Fangcun was silent for a long time, then suddenly laughed, reached out and took a bun on his mouth.

　　 "The rest will be eaten when I come back!"

He knew in his heart that he must have said yesterday that he was going to go to the back of the academy. The old couple was really scared and insisted to lock himself up. The mother was afraid that he would be angry if he was locked up, so he made a bun to coax him. They actually found out that they had already slipped out, presumably they knew that they couldn’t persuade them, but they didn’t know what to think, and they came to send breakfast...

　　 is indeed ridiculous, but this bun is really good...

　　 took the bun in his mouth, Fang Cun didn't say anything any more, he laughed a few times, and stepped into the path.

　　 Behind him, Mr. Fang almost collapsed, but he was helped by the sugar gourd seller nearby.

A few steps deep on the path, Fang Cun has entered the back mountain among the vigorous pine trees. The old man Fang and the people watching the lively Liuhu City have been cut off by the trees, even their voices. It all sounds like it is a lot far away, but it gives people a feeling, as if after entering the pine wood, they have become two worlds, separated from the outside.

　　 After eating the steamed buns in two or three bites, he strode forward.

Going deeper into this piece of pine wood, I feel more and more far away from the world. The lonely and silent surroundings are all silent pine and cypresses, which make people feel hairy, but at this time, he walks faster and faster, and follows the path ahead. , But as he walked, when he reached a corner, he suddenly turned to the left. There seemed to be no road on the left, but he stepped out with stone steps.

"Ok?"

At this time, the people in the back mountain, UU reading www.uukanshu.com have not seen the lively place, but they don’t understand, they just watched Fang Cun's figure looming, and on the cliff behind the academy, there are countless people watching Fang Cun's figure move around. The students and teachers of the academies could not help but startled slightly. Some of the teachers saw Fang Cun suddenly turn left and right three or five times, and the movements were masterfully, without hesitation, a slight look of astonishment appeared on their faces.

　　 "This Fang Er is a well-known slutty. He doesn't learn and doesn't want to be right, but he has some accomplishments with the formation skills!"

　　 One of the instructors did a few secretly and frowned slightly.

　　 "Yes!"

The teacher Zhang Shixian on the side of 　　 sighed, and said, "His method of deduction is very good among young people!"

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　　 "This gift is worth it..."

　　 Fangcun couldn't help but sigh at this moment.

The paths under his feet and the cypresses around him all look simple, but they hide mystery. In fact, the arrangement of each tree and each stepped stone is exquisite. It seems to be unimpeded, but it may lead people back. In the same place, the seemingly simple layout may trap people in the formation. If you really enter the formation rashly and get trapped inside, you can't get out of starvation to death.

　　 The most important thing is that this battle is not static.

　　 Twelve o'clock every day, depending on each moment's time, the heaven and earth's qi machine is different, and they are all running continuously.

Therefore, if you want to break through the back mountains, you must at least be familiar with the formations and have a profound knowledge of the art of deduction. Only in this way can you see through the formations and deduct them. In addition, there must be instantaneous changes in the formation art, and in time The ability to change is definitely not something ordinary people can do.

　　 These square inches are not there, he just memorized the pattern of the yin and yang formation of the back mountain upside down...

　　 walked through the back door, just so confident!