Reverend Insanity

This day, Fang was listening to another elder's public lecture, and walking back was stopped by a disciple named Shi Hong.

“Fang Zheng elder.” Strong first gave a gift.

Fang Zheng pays homage, and there is a bit of embarrassment in the heart. Because Shi Hong, an elite disciple, is older than the right age, and was originally just a few generations older than his brother.

“Please teach Fang Zheng Elder, one of the four entrance questions of this refining congress is to hide flower tricks in the refinery. And the third penultimate step in refining this trick is to use the upstream grass, paired with the Zen lion's bristles, supplemented by the trick. But the disciple always fails at this stage, wondering what the correct manipulation is? ”

“This...” Fang was stunned and hesitated. He majored in slavery, controlling flying cranes, and his fighting power was remarkable among mortal manipulators. But I don't know anything about refinery.

Fortunately, he had a flea to send his soul, and the man on the crane secretly gave him the answer.

Just now, he replied, "This manipulation, known as the hands, is designed to hang each upstream grass, with each Zen lion's hair. To refine a hidden trick, you have to weave hundreds of grass hair within thirty breaths. Once this time has passed, the flames of the manipulation will burn the grass and fur. So if you're not familiar with this technique, refining can easily fail. ”

Fang is repeating the words of the people on the crane, the more tolerant they are. And after that, we're going to talk about how to exercise the trick of "hands on hands."

Shi Hong's expression changed slightly and he was somewhat stunned. He hurried to thank him: "Thanks to the elder Zhengfang for teaching, the disciples have greatly benefited. ”

“Is there anything else you don't understand?” Fang smiled and passed a teacher's addiction.

“No more, no more. Disciple, quit!” Shi Hong gave a gift and said goodbye.

After the two of them were separated, they were walking a long way and suddenly walking slower and slower.

He frowned and woke up: "This Shirong did not come to teach sincerely, but rather deliberately to embarrass me. ”

“Oh, you can see that now. Not bad, not bad.” The people on the crane laughed and laughed.

It's convenient to cry, “Master, you knew! ”

“Bullshit, it's easy to find out where you came from, where you're old enough to know you haven't practiced. But Swann came to ask you such a remote question on purpose. ”

Speaking of which, the man on the crane paused and asked Fang Zheng: “Do you know why he's bothering you? ”

“Why?” Fang felt strange.

The man on the crane laughed and explained the reason: “Because Shi Hong likes the female disciple Yi Yue. And this moon is the daughter of the elder Yantang. The elder Yantang was lonely and squeezed out of the immortal crane gate, which was no better. He intends to make an alliance between you and the youngest elder in the history of the Immortal Crane Gate. Otherwise, he'll buy you drinks three times and five times? And every time you deliberately arrange for his daughter to sit with you? ”

“Ah.” Fang was shouting, which made him realize that the beauty of the moon appeared voluntarily in his mind, sitting beside him and enthusiastically clipping dishes for him. He also made frequent toasts to the party, drank a few small drinks, then blushed and beautiful.

“Remember, remember? Ha-ha-ha, silly boy!” The people on the crane were very happy to see Fang standing still. Obviously the spirit of gossip, men, women, children, even life and death.

Fang sighed helplessly, shook his head, bored: “It's calculation, it's profit, I really don't like it. From now on, Elder Yan invites me again, I will resign. Anyway, I'm an elder, and he's on par, and rejection is nothing. ”

“Silly boy, which organization in the world doesn't sustain itself with profit? True love is, but it's because it's scarce that it's expensive to see.” The people on the crane shouted, “Don't evade these, I advise you not to refuse the invitation of Elder Yan. Even if you do not marry his daughter, do not be evil in your relationship with the elder Yan. Because you are now more alone than Elder Yan. ”

“Forget it, Master, we just mentioned the Manipulation Congress. Recently, disciples and elders alike have been talking about it. What exactly is this magic congress?” The party is deliberately turning the subject off.

“Ask me the best question, don't ask anyone else. Otherwise they'll look at you with stupid eyes. I'll give you some details. This congress is unusual. It was only a hundred years ago that there was a grand event in Central America. In other words, the vast majority of magicians can only participate once in their lifetime without special means of extension.” Heavenly Crane replied.

Fang Zheng said: “Is this a culinary event attended by cultivators? ”

“That's not true. There are three main aspects of the training of magicians: nurturing, using and refining magic. The Manipulation Congress is not a special event for only the Manipulator, but for as long as you have the skill or experience in manipulation. ”

"The scale of this event is unprecedented and definitely the world's first refinery event," continued Heavenly Crane. Each Refinery Congress was attended by hundreds of thousands of magicians from all over Central America. Even the magicians of the East Sea, the West Desert, the South China River and the North Plains will appear. ”

“Nanjiang…” Fang was caught up in a love thought, he couldn't help but recall Qingmao Mountain.

And he said, “So what's the question that Shi Hong just mentioned, the so-called top four entrance exams? ”

The people on Tianhe said indefinitely: “The so-called four major questions are equivalent to admission. But all magicians, whoever they are, practice their magic. The competition is rewarding and attracts countless magicians. If you don't set a level, you can count too many people who want to touch their luck. So there are four major questions to screen out the truly brilliant, refinery maker. ”

In other words, in order to participate in the Competition, these four questions must be completed. ”Fang suddenly.

“Heh heh.” The people on the crane laughed, "In fact, these four questions are all about the basic skills of refining. A magician with a certain experience can often pass. ”

Fang Zhengheran: “Master, I can't pass. ”

“It doesn't matter, under my guidance, you can also succeed in a period of insane training.” The crane is humane.

“Really? Then I can open my eyes!” Fang Zhengxi.

Zhongzhou, Wudeshan.

The bustling crowd, like a river, surrounds Mount Wude.

Wude Mountain is not high and is located in eastern Central America. It is the site of the Wude Gate of the Medium Gate.

The Five Doors are within 3,000 miles of each other and count as a major force. Especially since it has a deep background, the contemporary master of the Five Doors is the elder of the Tianlian sect. Tianlian is one of the top ten ancient schools in Central America, superpower, so Wudmen, although not built for long, has developed smoothly, and the old cards around them do not dare to squeeze it.

Fangyuan disguised himself as a mortal manipulator, at this moment also mixed in the flow of people, walked slowly from the foot of the mountain towards Wudeshan.

He was wearing a black robe, not tall, not short, not fat, not thin. Face masks, headband raincoats, low eaves, cast shadows in the sun, and even covered the square's shoulders.

But these outfits, they don't come out of the crowd. A lot of people cover up more than he does.

As the flow of people slowly progressed, Fangyuan saw the mountain gate of Wudemen.

This tall building, with sixteen giant columns, is more than thirty feet wide and taller than five floors. The tablet is three large letters on the gate gate, and the gold glitters. Downstairs, there are six stone lions, extraordinarily prestigious and charming.

Passing the mountain gate, it is a avenue, staircase made of fine green jade stone, like a green river, gently up, climbing Wudeshan.

By the avenue, the trees shaded and green. Sometimes a mountain breeze brings a hint of coolness.

People rub shoulders, people next to people, people crowded, people of all kinds.

Fang Yuan's eyes swept away. In front of him on the left, there was a group of long-haired female magicians, wearing uniform flower skirts, which should come from the uniform gate pie. On the right hand side is a white dude with a folding fan and a leopard riding under his crotch, his eyes constantly aiming at the female magicians.

On the left hand side, a pair of apprentices, dressed in cold acid, are talking.

“Master, there are so many people!” The apprentice was sentimental.

Master laughed: “There are too many people, don't go away. Good apprentice, your refinery talent is very high, this is your chance to fly Huang Tengda. The four introductory questions are not difficult for you to pass, but be sure to get a good ranking. This is the only way to impress others and compete for you. ”

The apprentice smiled arrogantly: "Master, don't worry. I'm sure I'll get the head name this time. Get your head name rewarded for curing your illness! ”

The master was about to talk, and suddenly there was a huge force behind him.

The master was pushed to the ground, and the apprentice shouted and rushed to help him.

“Out of the way! Out of the way!” A bunch of big, big, big, big, big, big, big men walked in arrogance.

Behind them, an old magician looked at the shadows and sat comfortably in a lounge chair, carrying them forward and backward by four people.

“Master Fei Frost Pavilion is dedicated to Lord Ancold's arrival, please make way!” The strong man who opened the way drank out loud.

“Come on, Frost Lodge's men are here. It's not something we can do. ”

“Fei Frost Pavilion's great offering is fierce, trying to recover the scene in Wudemen. ”

“Not bad, the last time Wudemun and Fei Frost Gate competed for the Fountain Eye, the Wudemun was victorious, and Fei Frost Gate suffered heavy losses. ”

The crowd talked a lot and didn't want to mess with Frost Pavilion. All of them made way.

“Damn, that's a lie!” The apprentice lifts the master up and bites his teeth, so he has to go to the previous theory.

“Don't go.” The master is an old river and lake, hastily stopped the little apprentice.

“Fly Frost, what kind of force is that?” In front of Fangyuan, a male magician asks his companions.

After getting the answer, the magician sneered: “Huh, there are only three five-spin magicians in the entire palace, that's all. ”

The companion around him hastily persuaded each other: “This is Central America, not the East China Sea. Johnson Dragon does not pressure the head snake. One more thing is less than one thing. Forget it. Forget it. ”

The male magician thought about it and finally snorted, waiting for the Frost Pavilion to arrive, squeezing himself into the crowd in front of the right.

“What's the matter with you? Don't have eyes. Get out of the way!” The strong man came behind Fangyuan and yelled viciously, reaching out to try to drive him away.

Square didn't turn around, didn't listen.

“Hmm?” The strong man's face burst with rage, but his face suddenly changed, “Five converted to? ”

The identity of Fangyuan disguised as the Five Splitters, at this time deliberately leaked a hint of breath.

The strong men were uncertain and shrunk their hands.

On the bamboo chair, the Big Frost Pavilion is dedicated to the cold, sitting upright, staring at the back of the square source.

“Five turns of breath… the goods are real! Such a costume is either a scattered solo or a magician...” Cold eyes squeezed, hands swinging, commanding, "Why don't you go ahead? ”

The strong men rushed to their command, turned around, bypassed the square and headed forward.

In the mortal world, five turns is absolutely the peak of existence and the head of power. Even the main door of the immortal crane gate is only five conversions to.

“You soft, hard guys!” The apprentice and the master reintroduced into the crowd, and the apprentice stared at the back of a group of people in the Frost Pavilion, angry.

He then turned his curiosity, exploration, and slightly worshipped gaze to the source.

The white man on the right, put away the fold fan, put down the leopard, the female magicians in front deliberately stopped, and a number of other magicians came to the source to show him their best wishes.

Five swivel magicians... if someone like this can climb into a relationship...

Next to the road, the disciple of Wudmen, who is in charge of maintaining order, was also rushing to send a message: "Go up there and find a five-spinner. ”

Faced with these people, Fong Yuan only said one word —— "Get lost. ”

The tone is calm, the voice is cold and full of harshness.

Everyone is turning colorful, a cool rise from the bottom of their hearts, where dare you get involved?

The apprentice also hurriedly retracted his gaze.

Once again, the source converged, leaving the surrounding area empty, and no one in three steps.