Refining Heaven and Earth

Twenty years later, he will leave. It is likely that it will be a big battle. Fang Bai must improve his strength as much as possible.

Cultivation can not be improved, and the understanding of Kendo has also encountered a bottleneck. The cultivation of the nine capitals is protracted, and the only way now is the style!

After thirty years of cultivation, the style has finally come to an end, and one step further is enlightenment.

If you realize the wind way, the strength will definitely skyrocket again, Fang Bai said goodbye to everyone, and left for the secret place of the word school.

Fang Bai couldn't help but stop and stared at the bare Jiujiang Vajra stick frowning thoughtfully.

The strength of Jiuyin King Kong sticks goes deep into his mind. The camel lord cannot show his true strength at all. Since the cultivation of the capital nine, Fang Bai has always felt that he should find a weapon in his hand.

Hammer Saint's double hammers were refined by him. The refiners in Tianyuan mainland did not have the ability to rebuild. Fang Bai cast his target on Jiuyao King Kong.

The problem is that his strength is too far away, and it is delusional to move Jiuyong King Kong.

Unable to get it, and reluctant to destroy it, Fang Bai was very contradictory!

With a sigh, I had to give up in the end. If I still can't move after 20 years, stay here and wait for someone!

Entering the secret realm of Wuyuan, the consciousness suddenly spread out, and the consciousness of the sea clearly appeared one after another.

Fifty years have passed, and the disciples of Fengzi Academy have made rapid progress. Many of them have gone into too much imagination.

Feeling the sweep of the huge sense of consciousness, everyone looked up, their expressions changed slightly, and then a smile appeared.

Coming to the valley again, Fang Bai was inexplicably sad when I recalled the sight of the unknown at first.

If the four old people saw Fengziyuan today, what would they think?

There is no answer in Fang Bai's heart!

The four elders should not know the purpose of Wu Yuan's existence. Because of the nature of the four of them, they will be very sad when they know the truth.

They were caught in the drum, but indirectly assisted to abuse!

"Four seniors, there is spirit in heaven, and the disciples have cleared the haze of heaven and earth, rest in peace!" After muttering, Fang Bai walked towards the ancient temple deep in the valley.

After seeing Yufengzhu again after many years, Fang Bai finally saw it clearly, but it was just a good appetizer.

In the Tianyuan continent is the treasure, but it is not worth mentioning in the barren continent.

His eyes then fell on a young man in front of Yu Fengzhu. The wind was flowing around him, and his back looked very young. The three-story building was too virtual, and the wind was about to be complete.

"Are the young people so perverted now?"

Suddenly, Fang Bai felt that he was really old. Looking back, when the older generation saw them, would they think so too?

Thinking of this, Fang Bai burst out laughing.

The young man was shocked and turned back in shock. When he saw Fang Bai clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief and immediately got up, very restrained. "The disciples have seen the son of the wind!"

"Well? Do you know me?"

Fang Bai was very surprised. In the past thirty years, he has been living in Jianjian. He hasn't visited other places except Yunshui City and Huoziyuan.

The man in front of him is less than thirty years old, which means that he was not born before his retreat.

"There is a statue of the son of the wind in the city, and the disciples naturally recognize it!" The young man admired.

"statue?"

Fang Bai was confused, and wondered, "What's going on, you talk."

The young man came slowly.

It turned out that after the First World War thirty years ago, the Royal Palace was destroyed once, and many buildings were also destroyed. When it was rebuilt, it was unknown who made the idea, and a statue of Fangbai was built, up to thirty feet.

The people of the Gale Empire felt that Dai Fangbai had paid for these years. The crowd gathered from all over the place, and some people worshipped day and night.

"This……"

Fang Bai shook his head and smiled bitterly. He didn't like these reputational things, and his successors commented on it. Besides, he seems to have done nothing since he succeeded.

If the people of Yuzhou remember him, they will be passed on to them from generation to generation. It is not necessary to sing praises and deeds, but to remember in their hearts is true.

If no one remembers him, it will be a shame to put the statue there, a shame for future generations to cast aside!

If you think about it, no one will do anything besides storms and lightning.

"Prank!"

Fang Bai's anger slammed, why no one had mentioned it to him.

"A disciple knows wrong!"

The young man was startled and wondered why Fang Bai was suddenly angry.

Fang Bai froze for a moment, and immediately realized that he was different now. His own joys and sorrows, and his anger and anger would all cause others to think.

Suddenly, it feels boring, it's too cold to stand at the top of power, is it really happy?

"Are you afraid of me?" Fang Bai whispered.

"Disciple ..." The young man bowed his head, wondering how to answer. After a long time, he vowed courage and trembled, "The disciple admires the son of the wind!"

"You lie." Fang Bai sighed: "If you are not afraid of me, why should your voice tremble? Then tell me again, why are you afraid of me?"

"I ..." The young man sweated coldly, speechless.

"Nothing!"

Fang Bai said lightly: "Sit down and let me tell you."

"You are afraid of me because I am the son of the wind and I am the emperor of the windy empire. But have you ever thought about that, aside from this, I am also a layman. What is there to be afraid of?

I hope you can like me instead of being afraid. Fearing only means that I am an incompetent son of the wind, an incompetent emperor! "

"No no no!"

The young man quickly waved his hand: "The disciples just didn't expect to suddenly see the son of the wind, and when they were so excited, it was difficult to add, this is incoherent!"

Hahahaha!

Fang Bai laughed: "I think your generation is much stronger than our generation, and it doesn't seem to be the case now; at least you don't have the pride of our generation!"

5 \\

Recalling their generation, Fang Bai, Duan Yu, Xiang Yan, Wei Chen, etc., seeing the strong keep their due respect, but they will never be afraid, even if it is life and death.

And the ten sons of the time, which one was so scared of the strong? Li Tianyu may be an exception, but his talent is indeed powerful!

The young man finally looked up at Fang Bai and found that the latter had a smile on his face. Then he was relieved and sneered: "Disappoint the son of the wind."

Fang Baidan said indifferently: "I don't blame you. I came too suddenly and interrupted your cultivation. But you have to remember that the strong are used to transcend and can inspire your determination to move forward. You can respect. But you must not be afraid! "

"The disciples have been taught!" The young man bowed and saluted, Fang Bai accepted it, and asked with a smile: "You know who I am, I don't know who you are yet, isn't it a bit unfair?"

The young man laughed, "Practitioner Yunfeng!"

"Yunfeng?" Fang Bai murmured. "Some strange names."

Yunfeng said: "My disciple was originally Yunnan Yan, and the son of Feng was selected twenty years ago. The disciple changed his name to Yunfeng and vowed to become the son of the wind and follow the steps of the son of the wind!"

"Good mouth."

Fang Bai laughed: "It seems that I am really old, and the name of the son of the wind will not be maintained. You are not bad, work hard, I am optimistic that you can become the son of the wind."

Yun Feng said with a smile: "The disciple is now the son of the wind."

"what?"

Fang Bai froze and laughed, "I'm confused, you can cultivate here, naturally the son of the wind. Well, if the son of the wind does not mind, we can practice together?"

"what!"

This time it was Yunfeng's turn to be dazed. His goal in his life was Fang Bai, and now he can cultivate with him naturally.

It's just that happiness came too suddenly, and it didn't respond at once.

"You don't want to?" Fang Bai asked with a smile.

"Of course the disciples are willing!" Yunfeng hurriedly agreed to be able to practice with Fang Bai, feeling his style, and the benefits of Yunfeng's cultivation are self-evident!