C170 Master

"This!"

The golden light that suddenly filled the air made Fang Yang widen his eyes, he stared straight at the golden light that was enveloping the character scroll and muttered: "The jade pendant was stained with blood, could it be that this character scroll was..."

"Fang Yang, what are you muttering about?" Wang Qiang asked softly, his face showing his shock, the change in the words written was something he did not expect.

Fang Yang shook his head, his expression was gloomy, just as he was about to use his Spirit Qi to probe the secrets of the letter, a familiar voice suddenly sounded out.

"Wandering like a floating cloud, imposingly forceful like a dragon. Wang Xizhi's letters have been circulating for many years, but it is difficult to conceal his charm and charm. Awesome!" "Awesome!"

"Taoism!"

Wang Qiang looked at An Hongtao who had suddenly appeared like a ghost, with a respectful expression, he called out.

This An Hongtao was truly famous, putting aside his unfathomable cultivation in Ancient Martial Arts, he must be of a very high status, if not, based on his understanding of Wang Qiang, how could he be such a submissive person?

An Hongtao nodded his head to show his response, but his deep eyes never left Fang Yang.

Facing An Hongtao, Fang Yang did not know what kind of identity he should have if he were to be his savior. Seeing that An Hongtao was staring at him, Fang Yang's expression turned awkward. He changed the topic and asked: "Does Taoism know the use of this letter?"

An Hongtao did not reply, his pupils suddenly congealed, he suddenly extended a hand, grabbed towards the sky, and a grey claw print appeared. In a flash, it entered the word scroll in Fang Yang's hand.

The moment the claw imprint entered, the golden light around it flowed back and surrounded the calligraphy character, as if it was trapped by a mysterious power. No matter how much the golden light wanted to break through, it was unable to move.

When the golden light returned, An Hongtao saw that the letter had calmed down. Only then did he open his mouth leisurely, "This letter belongs to Wang Xizhi's Inheritance. Unfortunately, he had already used it twice. As for the last time, there was even a formation that disturbed one's mind. The previous owner of the poster was truly careful. "

Hearing that, both Fang Yang and Wang Qiang's face changed. Fang Yang could not help but curse: "This bastard's stuff is good, but it can't stop someone from messing around inside!"

At the moment, Fang Yang was rejoicing in the aftereffects of his fear. At Jiangbei City, he thought that he was pretty awesome. But why didn't he notice the danger in the letter just now?

If the spiritual qi were to enter the letter, it would probably suck them dry.

Compared to Fang Yang, Wang Qiang put on a nonchalant attitude, and laughed: "In the world of Ancient Martial Arts, it's best if you believe in one thing."

"What do you mean?"

"The more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is." Wang Qiang said with a serious expression.

The world of Ancient Martial Arts was filled with elixirs and supreme artifacts. In the end, the Ancient Martial Arts World was another fame and fortune. The people here needed Spiritual Stone, they needed Pill, and they thirsted for powerful magical equipment. They had many ways to seize and plunder, even if their methods were terrible.

The fierce array hidden within the letters had given Fang Yang a vivid lesson.

Fang Yang's face turned weird, as he understood what was going on. He looked at the letter and then looked at An Hongtao. After a long while, he waved the bottle of Bone Ablutionary Dan in his hand and said: "Taoism, you should tell me the truth now, right?"

Hearing that, Wang Qiang's expression changed, he looked at the silent An Hongtao, and frowned slightly.

An Hongtao's expression was calm, and without beating around the bush, he said directly: "You are the eldest grandson of the Cyan Black Vein's Fang Family."

Fang Yang was startled, he tilted his head and looked at Wang Qiang, and asked: "What the hell is this Cyan Black Vein?"

Wang Qiang shook his head and laughed bitterly, looking at Fang Yang as if he was looking at a monster, and said: "This Cyan Black Vein is not a ghost, but a strong family."

"How strong is it?" Fang Qiang asked.

Wang Qiang looked at An Hongtao, held back for a long time before finally saying: "Three Vein Clan is the peak family of the Ancient Martial Arts world, how strong do you think you are?"

"F * ck!" Fang Yang roared, and said: "So I, Fang Yang am still a rich second generation? "My family is so powerful, why have I never enjoyed it?"

"Because you can't live past the age of twenty-eight without being cursed." An Hongtao said in a serious tone.

Fang Yang's expression was startled, and slowly quieted down, as An Hongtao's voice resounded in his ears.

It turned out that Fang Yang was not only the eldest son and grandson of the Fang Family with the Cyan Black Vein, he was also very talented at such a young age. If nothing unexpected happened, once Fang Yang reached the age where he could carry the tripod, he would leap up to become a figure that would cause the entire Ancient Martial Arts world to tremble.

It was a pity that as a feng shui family member, because too much of his secrets were leaked, he suffered a curse. This curse was directly directed at the inheritance of the Cyan Black Vein, which also referred to Fang Yang's body. According to the Fang family's experts' deductions using the Feng Shui Sacred Technique, Fang Yang would not live past the age of 28!

"Twenty-eight? After the new year, I'll be twenty-nine years old. Am I about to die? " Fang Yang calculated with his fingers, then howled out, but he was worried that things might get messy.

An Hongtao looked at Fang Yang with a funny expression and shook his head. Wang Qiang glanced at An Hongtao, and spoke in a timely manner: "Fang Yang, you have to thank Qingcheng Mountain to live past the age of twenty-eight."

After saying that, Wang Qiang winked at Fang Yang, as if he was asking Fang Yang to thank him properly. And this An Hongtao, was the elder of the Qingcheng Mountain.

An Hongtao noticed that Fang Yang was looking at him curiously, and quickly tried to distance himself from the relationship, and said: "Although the person who saved you came from my Qingcheng Mountain, he was not me."

According to An Hongtao, Fang Yang could not have lived past the age of twenty-eight, and was lucky enough to receive guidance from the Qingcheng Mountain Immortal Master. Fang Yang could not accept even a tiny bit of kindness from his parents before he turned twenty-seven, or else he would pass away prematurely.

It was also because of this that Fang Yang was raised by his grandfather, and grew up so far away from his Ancient Martial Arts.

"So my parents are still alive?" Looking at the expressions on An Hongtao and Wang Qiang's faces, a huge wave swept through his heart, and he anxiously asked: "Where are my parents?!"

Wang Qiang avoided Fang Yang's gaze and that An Hongtao seemed to want to say something, but stopped. After a long while, he sighed and said: "Fang Yang, if you are already far away from the Ancient Martial Arts, then all of this bloody rain and wind has nothing to do with you. But that fate messed with others, and caused you to be bound by the Ancient Martial Arts. With the Fang family's calamity, you are destined to not be able to escape! "

Fang Yang had a bad feeling and wanted to ask more, but was cut off by An Hongtao with a wave of his hand.

An Hongtao's expression was extremely solemn, he stared straight at Fang Yang and bellowed: "Fang Yang, I am speaking for you, but are you willing to accept me as your disciple?"

An Hongtao's voice was not loud, but at the moment, it was as if there was no beating drum and it shook Fang Yang senseless.

Who is this An Hongtao?" A random gift of a jade pendant could easily match a Xuan expert's strike. Was he an Earth Stage expert? Or an existence that was even stronger than Earth Stage? Such a character wanted to take him as a disciple? Fang Yang only felt that he was dreaming.

"Fang Yang, wake up a little! Master, you better hurry up and kowtow!" Wang Qiang saw that Fang Yang was confused and became anxious. Taking a step forward, he extended his leg and kicked Fang Yang's leg, causing him to stagger and kneel in front of An Hongtao.

From then on, as if he had just awoken from a dream, Fang Yang hurriedly knelt down, exclaimed loudly, and said: "Master, please receive this disciple's respect!"

As he said that, Fang Yang kowtowed heavily, causing An Hongtao to smile.

As for Wang Qiang, he wiped his perspiration off and revealed a knowing smile.

Fang Yang, oh Fang Yang, the Ancient Martial Arts experts who want to join the Taoism are already ranked from Capital to Qingcheng Mountain. If you were just a bit slower, you would have missed the opportunity to climb the Heaven Stairway …