Chapter 1013

He has seven accomplishments in the beginning of fairyland, and he has other secrets. In fact, his strength is no less than the eighth in the beginning of fairyland. Will he not break a fist?

All the disciples watching the battle also thought that Fang Haotian didn't know the greatness of heaven and earth. Why didn't he escape earlier in the face of Lu Zhun. How dare you let Lu Zhun seize his fist? Aren't you trying to die?

Lu Zhun didn't dare to kill here, but with Lu Zhun's attention in Zongli, he crushed the fist of a little guy who had just been promoted to a disciple, which was just a few words of punishment at most.

"I thought Fang Haotian was a monster. It turned out that he was just a stupid thing who didn't know how to live or die."

Many disciples instantly lowered Fang Haotian's evaluation to the extreme.

The crowd seemed to have heard the sound of broken bones and saw the picture of Fang Haotian's fist being crushed and blood flying.

But what happened?

As a result, this thing is an unknown thing before it really comes out.

The unknown, who knows for sure?

"Stupid man... Is that you?"

Fang Hao suddenly stepped out of the sky, and a powerful force gushed out of his fist.

Boom!

There was a faint sound of gas explosion in the air. The whole disciple's courtyard seemed to be shaking, and I even felt that the whole Mengshan sect was shaking.

People's ears were buzzing. Some disciples with accomplishments like Liu Fei's generation suddenly felt that their eardrums were painful and their Qi and blood were rolling badly. They were almost shocked to death.

Lu Zhun's feeling is particularly strong.

He felt as if his palm had been hit by the most terrible and powerful hammer in the world. Then his whole arm became numb and lost consciousness. His whole person was shocked to fly off the ground and hit the solid wall of the disciple's Academy in the midst of everyone's exclamation.

Boom!

The wall was hit by Lu Zhun with a big gap, earth and rock splashed and dust flying. Then everyone saw that Lu Zhun fell more than 200 meters to the ground, and the whole had become a bloody man.

Blood is the blood from his mouth, and it is also the blood that his arm was shattered by Fang Haotian's power.

"This..."

All around was the sound of air-conditioning. Everyone looked at Fang Haotian as if they saw the most terrible and bizarre monster in the world.

When he was a factotum, he defeated Lu Zhun in the early fairyland. Now his newly promoted disciple defeated Lu Zhun in the early fairyland. God is doomed that no matter how hard Lu Zhun tries to become strong, meeting Fang Haotian is doomed to a disastrous defeat?

Is Fang Haotian born to be Lu Zhun's nemesis?

"You... How... How... How... How?" Liu Fei couldn't help but step back. His whole body was soaked with cold sweat. A huge wave was set off in his heart. He was so shocked that he couldn't even control his words and trembled very badly.

"You'd better be a difficult brother with your cousin as you were." Fang Haotian suddenly turned around and grinned at Liu Fei. Before Liu Fei could react, he had stood in front of Liu Fei, grabbed Liu Fei's neck and threw it vigorously.

Liu Fei was thrown out of the disciple's yard. His body fell uncontrollably and hit Lu Zhun's side.

Fang Haotian clapped his hands and slowly glanced at all the disciples in the disciple's Academy.

"I'd like to announce one thing. I will challenge Quan Zong Chu's fairyland disciples in Tianshi challenge tomorrow." Fang Haotian's voice suddenly spread, "no matter who it is, as long as it is my Mengshan sect disciple, I can take the stage, but I have one condition. If the person who takes the stage is defeated, he will have to give me 100 immortal gas stones."

"What if you lose?" Some people ask almost conditionally.

"Of course, my defeat is also a loss of a hundred immortal stones." Fang Haotian answered with a smile, and then he walked towards the place where the report was reported.

The disciples blocking the direction in front of them subconsciously separated left and right and gave way to a way.

Fang Hao did not squint and walked slowly as if there were no one.

"Fang Haotian, are you too confident?" Suddenly someone said in a loud voice: "Lu Zhun is only the seventh level of the early fairyland. It belongs to the middle level among the early fairyland disciples of Mengshan sect. Defeating him doesn't mean anything. You dare to challenge the whole early fairyland disciples. Do you think defeating Lu Zhun is invincible among the early fairyland disciples of Mengshan sect?"

"If you think you can beat me, please go on stage tomorrow." Fang Haotian kept walking, "bet on the stage to win or lose, live and die, see you tomorrow!"

When Fang Haotian's voice fell, he had stood in front of the door of the reporting place, and then walked in.

When he came out, he had officially become a disciple in the disciple's Academy, and then walked into his room in a pair of complex eyes, and then closed the door.

The disciple's room is much larger than that of the factotum.

The room of the factotum plus the bathroom is estimated to be only about 15 square meters, but the room of the disciple's courtyard is more than 30 square meters.

That is to say, the room of the disciple's courtyard is twice as large as that of the factotum.

Different identities and different positions naturally have different treatments, which are reflected from the room.

After closing the door, Fang Haotian sat cross legged in the open space in the middle of the room.

After reading all the classics in the WanDian hall, he didn't fully understand it. If he can understand, he will understand. If he can't understand in a short time, he will put aside temporarily.

However, there are so many classics in the WanDian hall. It is amazing data only if he can understand them. After he integrates them into Yiwu one by one, his realm breaks through faster and faster in the end.

This is because in the end, the more abundant his knowledge is, the more things he can understand, and the more powerful martial arts he can realize. Therefore, his martial arts will progress more rapidly when he comes to the back.

The people of Mengshan sect only know that Fang Haotian disappeared for nearly a year, and now they only know that Fang Haotian appeared nearly a year later and defeated Lu Zhun, the seventh heavy in the early fairyland.

But at this time, it is estimated that no disciple of Mengshan sect can think that Fang Haotian has actually spent nearly 90 years in the WanDian hall. The reason why he came out a little earlier was that he had read all the classics long ago, but found that he could not understand the rest. It was useless for him to sit quietly in the WanDian hall and think hard. He just came out early.

He set up a challenge after careful consideration and supported by the elder. If he wants to improve his strength as soon as possible, he has to understand more things he hasn't realized.

The more his strength improves, the more likely he is to satisfy the patriarch.

Although he has reached a shocking height, the elder can't guarantee that he will be satisfied with the patriarch, so Fang Haotian still has some time and can think of ways to improve.

It's also a good way to understand through continuous fighting, so the elder Fang Haotian supported as soon as he said it.

Of course, Fang Haotian has another purpose, that is, he needs a lot of immortal Qi stones.

He believed that many disciples of Mengshan sect were willing to take the stage.

There are so many disciples of Mengshan sect. There are tens of thousands of primary fairyland disciples alone. As long as there are 1000 people on stage and 100 Xianqi stones per person, Fang Haotian can earn a lot of Xianqi stones. In this way, he can not only continuously practice enlightenment with Mengshan sect disciples, but also earn the immortal Qi stone he needs.

Fang Haotian sat upright at this time and began to think about the martial arts and Taoism he didn't realize. At the same time, he separated a wisp of soul into the Chixiao Yanlong sword. He saw the soul of the sword.

The soul of the sword was sitting still. Seeing Fang Haotian's soul appeared separately, he said, "I have cut the space. I have calculated it. If the Dharma phase is not robbed for you in a hundred times of time, as a quiet room for enlightenment, I need a thousand immortal Qi stones every hour."

"What a loser!" Fang Haotian couldn't help grasping his head.

This means that every time he defeats ten challengers in Tianshi challenge, he can only last a hundred times an hour.

Of course, an hour refers to the normal time. After a hundred times of acceleration, it is a hundred hours. If he has enough immortal Qi stones to maintain, he will be able to make the Dharma phase without robbery. While becoming stronger and stronger, he can help him understand the martial arts and Taoism that he failed to understand in the wanqu hall and speed up his understanding time.

If you can fully understand all the classics in the WanDian hall, how many immortal Qi stones are worth using.

"According to the estimation of the elder, the ghost poison in my body should be counted as the time in the WanDian hall, that is to say, I have only ten years now." Fang Haotian naturally didn't hide from the soul of the sword and said, "so in the past ten years, I must try my best to earn the immortal Qi stone and give the Dharma phase no robbery body acceleration time. I must try my best to improve my realm. Only in this way can I have a greater assurance that the sect leader is satisfied with me and may make an exception to help me detoxify."

"He will be satisfied." The sword soul suddenly said faintly, "if he is not satisfied, fight until he is satisfied."

Fang Haotian was startled, and his eyes suddenly became hot: "elder, you, do you mean you can defeat the leader of our sect?"

"Of course." The soul of the sword spoke proudly.

Fang Haotian immediately stared at the soul of the sword and said, "senior, can you honestly tell me how strong you are?"

The body of the sword soul suddenly faded, and the voice floated and said, "the patriarch who can beat you anyway."

“……”

Fang Haotian felt that the sword soul was a little hateful for the first time.

But the sword soul refused to say, and Fang Haotian didn't ask for questioning. It's good for the sword soul to say that he can defeat the sect leader who is already at the golden immortal level. It's an exception to let him have only ten years to practice and work hard.

The sword soul has such strength that Fang Haotian is really relieved. But he really didn't want to be forced by him to detoxify the patriarch for him.

Since he entered the Mengshan sect and became a disciple of the Mengshan sect, Fang Haotian felt that he should respect the elders of the sect, and the sect leader was no exception.

Fang Haotian has always been a man of friendship.

One day is a disciple of Mengshan sect, and all his life is a disciple of Mengshan sect.

No matter where he went or what height he reached, one of his identities was a disciple of Mengshan sect, just as he had reached the fairy world now, but he was still a disciple of Yuanwu sect in his heart.

Fang Haotian's soul body disappeared in the Chixiao Yanlong sword.

He began to concentrate on understanding the ten thousand scriptures and the three thousand immortals.