The heavens started from Dafeng to beat people up

"Ancestor, I suddenly appointed Fang Qingxue as a saint. I am afraid that it will be difficult to convince the public. Can I postpone it a little bit?"

An elder from the Feathering Immortal Sect suggested with a hesitant expression.

"If anyone is dissatisfied, let him come to me!"

Chu Linyang looked calm and said calmly.

The majestic Lightning Mother Heavenly King of the Immortal Realm was reincarnated as a saint of a small sect in the lower realm, and there are still people who are dissatisfied. It is simply a joke.

I'm afraid I'll scare you to death if I tell you.

However, this elder did not have any objection to Fang Qingxue, nor did he want to prevent Fang Qingxue from becoming a saint.

But after all, Fang Qingxue had just joined the Yuhua Immortal Sect. She had no cultivation at all, and she was just a seven or eight-year-old girl. It was indeed too early to become a saint.

Even if the other disciples didn't say anything, they probably wouldn't be convinced in their hearts.

What this elder meant was to postpone it for a few years. When Fang Qingxue realized her talent, it would not be too late to appoint her as a saint.

This is also a kind of protection for Fang Qingxue.

"Ancestor, Junior Brother Xuanqing has no second thoughts. He just wants to consider the overall situation and also wants to protect Junior Sister Qingxue. He is not targeting Junior Sister Qingxue."

Feng Baiyu looked solemn, clasped his fists and explained.

At the same time, he secretly winked at Xuanqing, the elder who just spoke.

"Please forgive me, ancestor."

Master Xuanqing came back to his senses, his face changed, and he confessed in fear.

He was indeed thinking about the sect wholeheartedly. Of course, he also realized that what he just said was not appropriate to say on this important occasion.

At best, it was because Fang Qingxue had objections to becoming a saint; at worst, it was disobeying Chu Linyang's order.

"This will never happen again!"

Chu Linyang said lightly.

"It's all gone!"

After saying that, he took Fang Qingxue and left through the air.

Chu Linyang, the supreme elder of Yuhuaxianmen, broke through the barrier and accepted Xia Qingxue as his disciple. When the news spread, the world was shocked.

"Qingxue worshiped under the sect of the Supreme Elder?! And was appointed by the Supreme Elder as the saint of the Yuhua Immortal Sect?!"

When Fang Zetao, the head of the Fang family, heard the news, his first feeling was one of disbelief, as if he had been hit by a pie falling from the sky, and his whole body was dizzy.

Although the Fang family is known as the number one family in Longyuan Province, it has a high status in the entire Dali Dynasty.

But the secular world is the secular world. In front of the Immortal Sect, all emperors, generals, and positions of power are just passing by.

Now that his daughter Fang Qingxue is worshiping under a true immortal sect and has become a saint of the Ascension Immortal Sect, wouldn't their Fang family be soaring into the sky!

At the Yuhua Immortal Sect, Chu Linyang did not immediately let Fang Qingxue embark on the path of cultivation. Instead, he took Fang Qingxue's hand and came to a special world in the original world.

The world is not big, the sky is round and the earth is round. As far as the eye can see, the fairy-like mountain peaks are floating in the sky, agile and peaceful. The palaces and pavilions on the mountain peaks are perfectly integrated with this world, with a trace of earthly atmosphere. .

At this moment, they came to a huge palace. This palace was located on the highest cliff in the world. Endless clouds and mist shrouded it like jade belts, floating like a palace in the sky.

The grass on the cliff is rich and full of fairy grass, which dyes the cliff into a vibrant green. Silver waterfalls hang down from the cliff, rumbling, and the water vapor aroused goes straight into the sky.

Incomparably beautiful and majestic.

The palace is called Tiangong, and there are immortal springs that absorb the spiritual energy of the sun and the moon and turn it into spring water, gathering spiritual energy from thousands of miles away.

Looking around, I can feel the rays of light shining everywhere, the auspicious colors gushing out, the cranes flying and chirping softly, and the spiritual beasts jumping on the cliffs, just like a fairyland.

In the mist-filled Heavenly Palace, one after another the beautiful and beautiful disciples of the Heavenly Palace were practicing secret arts and magical powers, breathing spiritual energy to practice, or playing the piano and discussing Taoism.

Natural and harmonious.

Here is the Supreme Heavenly Palace, the holy land of cultivation where Chu Linyang’s family members from the Dafeng World reside.

"Sir, you are out of seclusion."

A female disciple of Tiangong who was as beautiful as an orchid walked by. After taking a look at Fang Qingxue who was looking around, she said with a slight blessing:

"Mrs. Nan Zhi is playing the piano by the fairy pond. Do you want to go and see her?"

"There is also Madam Yu Heng who is practicing swordplay at Daoshou Peak. She asked not to disturb her, but if you go, Master, I think Madam will be extremely happy in her heart."

This female disciple had a beautiful smile, and her voice was as moving as a lark, but she was not afraid of Chu Linyang, with a smile on her face.

Other passing female disciples of Tiangong also bowed slightly, with smiles on their brows.

For the master of the Heavenly Palace, many female disciples in the Heavenly Palace worshiped and admired him very much. He was gentle to others and at the same time sincere to several ladies. He was truly an extremely perfect man.

"Go back soon."

Chu Linyang nodded and smiled slightly.

These female disciples of Tiangong are all smiling like flowers. Many of them he watched grow up. They are really like daughters, and he loves them very much.

"Where are Miaozhen and Susu? Where did they go?"

As soon as Chu Linyang thought about it, he realized that there were no traces of these two masters and servants in the entire world.

"Fairy Miaozhen and Miss Susu went to the Sword Qi Great Wall called Haoran Tianxia to slay demons. I heard that there is a spectacular upside-down mountain there. I wonder how it compares to the Heavenly Palace?"

The female disciple replied with a chuckle, and the clear laughter echoed on the cliff.

"Here comes the sword"

Chu Linyang was slightly startled. He didn't expect that Li Miaozhen and the others would actually run into that world.

When he was young, he thought that he would have a drink with Chen Pingan in the future. Thinking about it now, he really missed it.

"It's okay, you can go."

After thinking about it for a moment, Chu Linyang shook his head slightly and led Fang Qingxue towards the distant hall.
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Time flies by, and ten years pass in the blink of an eye.

Dali Dynasty, Longyuan Province, the first aristocratic family, Fang Family, Wanxiang Garden.

boom!

boom!

Under the early morning fog, on a wide and flat field, energy burst out, and figures punched and kicked, practicing moves.

But it was the younger generation of the Fang family who were practicing martial arts.

"I'm afraid I'll be beaten to death if I learn martial arts secretly! But I, a noble man like Fang Han, can't be a slave for the rest of my life!"

In a rockery not far away, a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old was carefully peeping at everyone performing martial arts. He was wearing a gray coat and a small hat, just like a young boy.

The boy is none other than Fang Han, the protagonist of Eternal Life. He looked in his heart and murmured to himself:

"The ten layers of the physical body include health maintenance, strength training, moves, hardness and softness, divine power, aura, inner strength, bravery, psychic ability, and magical transformation. If I want to escape from the status of a slave, I must practice martial arts!"

"Not to mention magical transformation, at least practice to the realm of bravery!"

Fang Han's heart seemed to be burning. He is a slave of the Fang family, not because he wants to be a slave, but because his father and ancestors were slaves of the Fang family, and he has been a slave since he was born.

If nothing happens, he and his descendants will all become slaves of the Fang family!

Not reconciled!

Regardless of whether other slaves are content with the status quo, he will never be willing to be a slave forever!

But a servant with a humble status actually sneaked into the inner palace and secretly learned the true martial arts of the master's family. This kind of behavior can be said to be extremely audacious and not afraid of death.

"Stop!"

At this time, in the garden, a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe shouted softly, telling all the disciples to stop.

"Songhe Wanshou Fist was taught by an immortal from our ancestors of the Fang family. It moves like a crane and floats like an immortal, but it contains the meaning of killing! What are you talking about? Sick Chicken Fist?"

The big man glanced around coldly and said:

"Now, I will explain Songhe Wanshou Fist to you in detail!"

Fang Han lowered his hat and listened carefully. His eyes did not stare at the big man, but wandered around, occasionally glancing at him.

Because martial arts masters are very sensitive to other people's eyes.

Although he is just a slave, he also knows this.

"The first step is to maintain health"

Fang Han listened attentively to the explanation of the big man in purple robe.

He started secretly learning martial arts last month, and it can be said that he has no foundation at all, so naturally he pays most attention to the basics.

Martial arts practice cannot be learned by just watching others practice martial arts. Naturally, you have to listen to their explanations, especially for internal martial arts such as Songhe Wanshou Fist. If no one explains it, it is not surprising that you will suddenly die suddenly one day.

Time flies, and more than an hour has passed.

After the purple-robed man explained the matters that need to be paid attention to in practice, he began to perform the Songhe Wanshou Fist.

The Songhe Longevity Fist is not very complicated. It only has five moves: crane claw reflecting sand, ice crane guarding plum blossoms, crane fluttering feathers, crane dancing in the sky, and pine crane prolonging life.

Fang Han read it several times and then wrote it down.

However, the moves are only secondary. Getting started is by no means that simple.

However, he had to retreat.

These children of the Fang family can practice every day, but he cannot. This more than an hour is already the limit of what he can stay.

Without any nostalgia, Fang Han quietly retreated into the sewer.

The rancid smell in the sewer was very strong and nauseating, but Fang Han seemed not to be affected. He slowly took a few steps back and then quickly exited the sewer.

It wasn't until he exited the inner palace from a hidden corner and returned to his own territory, the stables, that he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Xilulu~

At this time, in the stable behind him, a tall horse with snow-like hair roared softly, and then kicked Fang Han again.

"Ouch!"

Fang Han was kicked. It didn't hurt much, but he was startled and almost fell to the ground. He couldn't help but turn around and glare at the white horse.

Beating and scolding is out of the question.

This white horse is much more valuable than him.

Xilulu~

White Horse sneezed in dissatisfaction and barked again.

Fang Han shook his head and smiled bitterly, but he also knew that the horse was hungry.

Immediately, he walked into his hut next to the stable, took out eggs, soybeans and other exquisite feeds, stirred them together carefully, and then served them to the white horse.

He himself took out a cold steamed bun, nibbled it and swallowed it.

The Fang family's horses eat better than people, with a large supply of eggs and soy milk every day. The horse he raises is the horse of Fang Qingwei, the second lady of the Fang family, and its food is quite good.

Of course, even though Fang Han himself was poorly fed, he never thought about stealing horse feed like other slaves. It wasn't that he didn't dare, but he was disdainful.

He Fang Han, even though his status as a slave and maid was humble, he never thought that he should be humble.

He would never compete with animals for food.

"The realm of health preservation is to nourish the body with good energy through good diet and sleep. The steamed buns and white porridge provided by the Fang family are enough to satisfy the needs, but the subsequent practice cannot be supported by the steamed buns and white porridge."

Fang Han gnawed on the steamed bun and thought about his practice.

Of course, he is not saying that the Fang family is not good. As a slave of the Fang family, it is already good to have steamed buns and white porridge to eat every day. That is something that ordinary people cannot do.

However, if you want to practice this way, it is definitely not enough.

Many children of the Fang family, when laying the foundation, eat a lot of fish and meat every day and supplement them with ginseng, deer antlers and other medicinal materials. At critical moments, they also have the assistance of mysterious elixirs.

Regarding this matter, Fang Han couldn't think of any good solution for the moment, so he could only take it one step at a time.

Soon after, the white horse finished its horse feed.

Fang Han took the white horse to the racecourse and walked around for a few times to let it eat, then bathed and brushed it and prepared fodder.

It wasn't until it was completely dark that he returned to his hut, lay down on the bed without taking off his clothes, and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but Fang Han seemed to have fallen into a dream.

The moonlight was like water, shining on Fang Han's body, as if covering him with a veil. Suddenly, his body lit up with a green glow, which was very strange.

There was darkness in the void, and there was nothing there. Even up, down, left, right, front, back, and the passage of time no longer existed. It seemed like eternal nothingness.

After an unknown amount of time, a divine light suddenly lit up in this darkness, as if bursting out from chaos, bringing a slight fluctuation to this void.

Fang Han suddenly turned over and sat up, gasping for air. He had just had a nightmare, dreaming that he was caught peeping at martial arts and was slapped to death by Fang Tong, the giant spirit hand who taught martial arts.

This dream was so clear that when he woke up, he was trembling all over.

"Where is this?" Suddenly, a clear female voice with a hint of caution penetrated into Fang Han's ears.

Who?

Why is there a woman in the stable?

Fang Han was shocked. He looked around and was stunned. This was his own cabin!

This is a square paved with white marble-like stones. The center is empty and surrounded by a circle of strange statues of mythical beasts.

Next to him, there were three or four strangers whom he had never seen before. They were all dressed in different and colorful clothes. They were much prettier than his boy's clothes.

Hey, that girl is so beautiful!

Fang Han took a quick glance just now and saw a girl wearing a goose-yellow dress. Her aura was so rich and powerful that as a slave, he subconsciously averted his eyes and did not dare to take a closer look.

The other men were subconsciously ignored by him.

At this moment, other people were looking around with confusion.

Fang Han struggled to stand up, looking at all this with the same confusion. He didn't understand what was happening. He was sleeping well in the hut, how could he come here? Could he still be dreaming?

when!

Suddenly, a melodious bell rang, causing everyone to look towards the center of the White Jade Square.

"Welcome to the world of reincarnation!"

"There are endless dangers here, but you can also get everything you want from here!" (End of Chapter)