Chapter 4994

At the end of the war, the defender was completely defeated. He was pulled out again and knelt in a row with all the kuha miners. At the sight of the winning party's despicable and murderous eyes, Fang Da Shaozhu shivered and made his second wise decision in his life. He knelt down with a soft knee. In his second sad tone, he burst into tears and wailed: "hero, please spare my life. I have a 90 year old mother and a two-year-old brother. My family depends on me for support, Ask for the hero... "

Then he was kicked over and knocked unconscious. Before fainting, he heard the scornful sneer of the other side.

"Ha ha, what's the matter with this idiot?"

"I'm afraid it's silly."

"I have a 90 year old mother and a two-year-old brother. Cough... Cough, his father, it's not easy."

"Do you want to stay?"

"Why a fool keep it? Forget it, just beat it for a few hours and throw it out. "

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When he woke up again, he didn't know how many days later. Fang felt that all his bones were scattered, and even his mind was blank.

After lying for several days, he finally regained his consciousness. He thought of his father, Gu Fenghua, Lorne and Bai Pang... At that moment, Fang Da and Shaozhu burst into tears.

The sober master Fang took the healing pill made by Gu Fenghua himself. A few days later, he left the sad place and wandered around in the spiritual realm.

Perhaps, his tragic fate even God can not see down, and finally gave him a chance. By mistake, he came to a lower class sect and happened to catch up with it to recruit disciples. This time, he remembered the name of the sect: wuwangzong.

It's just a lower grade sect. Of course, it doesn't have too high requirements to recruit disciples, and Fang Da Shaozhu's qualification is just not too bad. So he passed the examination successfully and was accepted by wuwangzong.

What surprised him most was that according to the elder Chuangong who was responsible for the assessment, his qualifications were rare in wuwangzong for thousands of years. As long as there was no accident, he would be handed down by the Lord himself. And the LORD had no son. If he practiced well, he might be accepted as the adopted son by the Lord and inherit the throne of the Lord in the future.

Seeing with his own eyes the ancient clan gate and the magnificent hall of the Lord, he knew that he had not been deceived this time.

It's just a low-grade sect. In the past, master Fang would not pay attention to the position of master Fang. But now it's different. After being a black miner for some time, master Fang has already realized that it's not easy to survive in the spiritual realm. Hearing the words of elder Chuangong, he was so excited that he almost cried on the spot.

He swore in his heart that he must practice well, that he must be the leader of Wuwang sect, and that he must live a personal life.

With such ambition, Fang Tianyou and several other selected young people came to the main hall.

At this time, the ancient bell in zongmen kept ringing. The sound of the bell is far away, and the sky is vast. When you hear it, you can't help feeling that it's the boundless holy heaven. Even if it's just a lower grade sect, the new disciples are so ostentatious. This welcome ceremony is really heavy.

Of course, it may not be that every time a new disciple enters the class, he is just a special case this time. After all, he is a man who has a good chance of succeeding to the throne of the patriarch. It's right that the welcome ceremony should be a little prosperous. After the shock, Fang thought with such complacency.