Chapter 6479

The way time goes forward makes ye qianzhen feel very strange.

One night, in Ye Qian's induction, it only takes a quarter of an hour to finish. Half a year, it still takes only a quarter of an hour. But in this quarter of an hour, ye qian can remember the experience of Fang Jibo, the host boy.

Ye Qian didn't know whether the supernatural effect was brought into his mind by Fang Jibo's active control or the function of nihilism.

If it's the latter, ye Qian thinks it's possible for him to go out, but if it's the former, it's really a shipwreck.

It's easier to get on the bus than to let other people in and out of his memory. It's also a fart hope.

In this quarter of an hour, ye Qian has a little sense of identity with Fang Jibo, who has been young for half a year. He feels that he is really a seed of seeking immortality. His talent and savvy are quite good. The key is that his level of effort is as good as that of Ye Qian. Of course, it is also related to the careful teaching of February Hong, an elder of Feixian sect.

Ye Qian received the orthodox disciple education of Feixian cult with young Fang Jibo. In fact, compared with young Fang Jibo, ye Qian gained more and more precious. He not only made his foundation more solid, but also had some knowledge of the eight and nine aspects of peeping Tao.

Even, ye Qian knew for the first time that peeping on the nine levels of Tao realm was called Wen Jing.

In xianmeng, peeping Daojing eight is already the top fighting force. For example, peeping Daojing nine or asking for powerful people, the inner resources of xianmeng can no longer meet their cultivation needs. Most of them are not in the secondary world, but travel around the heaven and the world to take risks and increase their own way with the resources of other worlds.

Among the eight top forces in xianmeng, even many of the eight great powers who peep at Daojing will go to the heaven and the world to take risks by relying on foreign things. This is what ye Qian was really willing to do when he doubted that he seldom heard of the eight great powers who peep at Daojing fighting. Most of them are outside, and those who stay at home are responsible for guarding the ancestral land of Shanmen.

Of course, there are some other secrets, but ye Qian always comes to listen to them for fun.

More importantly, ye Qian found a rule in the time dimension of a quarter of an hour, such as half a year. Whenever young Fang Jibo cares about things or verbal conversations, the time will be relatively slow, and some less important things, such as rest time, will almost seamlessly skip and flash.

Time stops again when young Fang Jibo says goodbye to his master February Hong and returns to the Fang family to enter the ancestral secret place to find the longevity treasure Jiuqiao Ganoderma lucidum.

In a small town, the Fang family is the second largest force after the mayor's family. In this small town, it's really a big force. Even if the mayor sees it, he should be polite to the Fang family.

Well, even ye Qian thinks this is a bit funny. The two top forces in a small town don't even have the immortals who peep into the Taoist realm. Instead, the real master is Yuen Hong, the elder of Feixian sect.

Of course, in Ye Qian's opinion, February Hong's strength is just like that. He can't do more than two cuts at most.

As the eldest son of the Fang family and the disciple of February Hong, young Fang Jibo's status in the Fang family should undoubtedly be second only to the family leader Fang Laifu. It all depends on his father's status.

But actually, the situation of shangjibo in the family is not very good. Before he was 12 years old, Fang Jibo didn't know why. Except for his father, other people's eyes were always cold. Fang Jibo could even detect their disdain and contempt!

Fang Jibo has been working hard, practicing hard and studying hard. When the other children are asleep, he is still waving his sword again and again. When the other children are still asleep, he has already started meditation. He can't sleep for two hours a day, when he is only three years old.

He thought his efforts would be respected and praised by his people. But the reality is always cruel. No matter how hard he works and how hard he studies, no one will praise and encourage him except his father.

Every breakthrough is always the same cold, as well as the eyes of that fleeting irony.

In this way, at the age of 12, Fang Jibo couldn't bear to kill his brother. The whole Fang family gathered in the ancestral temple to witness Fang Laifu's driving his eldest son Fang Jibo out of the family and removing his name from the genealogy.

When young Fang Jibo reappears outside Fang's old house after three and a half years, the despair of the past reappears. Ye Qian, who lives on Fang Jibo, can recall the scene clearly.

No one pleads for Fang Jibo, no one has a smile in his eyes, and he is still so cold, so disdainful, and even has no satirical voice. The chill in his heart and lungs makes Fang Jibo fall into despair.

Young Fang Jibo looked at his father Fang Laifu helplessly and got only a heavy sigh and a cold announcement, "three years later today, I will let your brother end your life!"

In a word, it became the last straw to crush the young Fang Jibo. At that time, tears flowed out uncontrollably. Fang Jibo looked maliciously at every so-called clansman and his father and walked out of the ancestral temple.

From then on, Fang Jibo had no home. He was trapped in a tree to rest. When he was hungry, he killed some wild animals and ate them alive. Month after month, he received the master's training that he could only hear but could not see him. Half a year ago, at the end of three years, he defeated his brother Fang Jilang and became a disciple of master February Hong.Young Fang Jibo looks at the strange and familiar gate in front of him, and the past emerges. For a long time, Fang Jibo found that his eyes were blurred. He laughed with self mockery and strode over the surprisingly high threshold of the Fang family.

"Good young master, the master is waiting for you in the study!" The gatekeeper respectfully salutes the eldest son of the Fang family, who hasn't appeared for more than three years. It has been spread all over the house for a long time. This eldest son has become a disciple of a great man and has already leaped over the gate, which is different from those mortals.

Young Fang Jibo smiles warmly at the gatekeeper and nods. He doesn't say anything. Now he has practiced the basic skills of Feixian sect for half a year, and he has become an immortal. The immortal is separated from the ordinary. His smile is the same as that of the grass, trees and stones.

Young Fang Jibo walked through the hall, through the corridor, and came to his father Fang Jibo's study. He knocked three times, and then stood by the door waiting.

"Come in." The unique honest voice of Fang Laifu in the room rings in my ears.

"I have seen your father!" Entering the study, the young Fang Jibo salutes Fang Laifu, a middle-aged man in front of the red sandalwood desk.

Everything seems to be the same as it was three and a half years ago, and Fang Jibo didn't call Fang Laifu the head of his family as he did half a year ago. However, ye Qian, a parasite, can clearly feel the resentment of young Fang Jibo.

"Get up!" Fang Laifu sighed, carefully looking at his eldest son whom he hadn't seen for half a year, he didn't see much change in his appearance. He grew up a lot. He was very familiar but very strange, with strange temperament and strange eyes.

Fang Jibo silently watched his father, whom he had not seen for many years. Everything remained the same. His appearance, dignity and silence remained the same.

"Have you had a good half year?" Fang Laifu couldn't stand the atmosphere and asked without words.

In fact, not to mention the past six months, even if Fang Jibo was expelled for three years, Fang Laifu knew everything. Fang Jibo has never been protected by two killers. Even after learning from the powerful cultivator of Feixian cult, the two killers have never left Fang Jibo. Information about him will come back at least once a day.

"Good..." Fang Jibo replied dryly that he couldn't say anything else. Although master laughed all day and looked harmless to people and animals, how could he, as an apprentice, not know Master's strict attitude?

For half a year, not a day has never been easy. Of course, Fang Jibo himself is also complaining and enjoying it.

Really can't find how to describe their own how well, Fang Jibo did not through the brain, abnormally stupid to take a: "better than at home!"

Realizing his stupidity, Fang Jibo quickly shut up.

When Fang Laifu heard the speech, his face didn't change much, but his chest had obvious ups and downs. He opened his mouth silently and couldn't say a word.

The study fell into silence again!

For a long time, Fang Laifu waved weakly, "go back to tidy the room first! In the afternoon, when the ancestral temple got together, I would say it all together. "

"Yes After saluting, Fang Jibo walked out of his study and felt relieved.

Aware of the curiosity of the servants and the "family members" still looking at him, Fang Jibo smiles casually. He walks like a tourist in the maze of Fang's ancestral home. The surface of the ancestral home is built according to the eight trigrams of the day after tomorrow. According to master February Hong, there is a guard array under the ancestral home. Unfortunately, it has been abandoned for many years now. Unless there is a master of eight point array, it will be useless It can't be fixed at all.

Fang Jibo's pace is getting slower and slower, and finally stops.

Looking up at the pavilion plaque, Fang Jibo chewed the word "wuqin" on the plaque carefully. He felt that his heart was full of bitterness.

I remember the first time he asked his father why his family ignored him and didn't like him. His father just told him that as long as he worked hard, he could get their likes and praise. If he didn't get it, it was just because he didn't work hard enough. This plaque was also given to him by his father at that time.

Ha ha! It turned out that my father knew the ending at that time. It turned out that everything was doomed!

No Qin is merciless, what a simple truth! But he didn't find out until today!

Born in a family of killers, family love is a luxury.

Fang Jibo shook his head and sighed. He was not normal when he stepped into the house. What's the use of recalling those old things!

Those mortals will one day become dead bones in the grave, and Fang Jibo is destined to go further and further on the immortal road. Although he has the same blood, he is now a man of two worlds. His past resentment and hatred are deep-rooted, but it seems that they are not so important. It's better to forget

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