Chapter 195 Martial Alliance

"This person is really verbose..."

After a while, Gu Jingzhang finally couldn't bear Fang Zhixing's thoughts and turned around.

He went straight to the corner.

A short, dark-skinned young man was waiting for him there.

"is it him?"

Gu Jingzhang asked the dark-skinned young man in a low voice.

This person is none other than the waiter at Mingyue Inn in Fenglei Yingzhai.

He was the one who personally received Fang Zhixing.

The dark-skinned young man had already carefully looked at Fang Zhixing. He shook his head and said, "No, that person doesn't look like this. He must be shorter and thinner."

Hearing this, Gu Jingzhang thought to himself.

He breathed a sigh of relief and completely eliminated Fang Zhixing from the list of suspects.

The reception became more and more lively.

Fang Zhixing finished a glass of wine, walked to the wine table, picked up the wine flask and filled it up.

"Have you heard that the governor's second son, Luo Tanzhi, is getting a concubine?"

Beside the wine table, four or five idle young men were chatting away.

"Tsk, tsk, how old is Luo Tanzhi this year? Fifteen or sixteen. He just got married a few months ago. Now he is taking a concubine again?"

"You don't know this. Half a month ago, Luo Tanzhi went to a temple fair and met Feng Jiayao, Miss Feng's family. He fell in love at first sight and fell in love with her so much that he would not marry her."

"The Feng family refers to the Feng family of the Black Tiger Clan, one of the eight major sects?"

"That's right, Luo Tanzhi is madly pursuing Feng Jiayao, and their affair is well known to everyone, and the city is full of troubles."

"However, Feng Jiayao is not a direct descendant of the Feng family. She is just the son of the head of the family and his concubine. Her status is somewhat low and she is not worthy of Luo Tanzhi. This marriage has caused a lot of criticism, and I'm afraid it won't happen."

"How could it be? Luo Tanzhi is a direct descendant of the dignified Luo family. He can marry whomever he likes. It's just a concubine. It's no big deal."

"Hey, have you forgotten that Luo Tanzhi's wife is Peng Xuerong, a direct descendant of Baima Village? I heard that she is pregnant. How could she tolerate such a thing?"

…

Fang Zhixing listened to the gossip quietly for a while, feeling very bored, so he turned and walked away.

He walked through the crowd and walked to his own corner.

"Master Fang Zhai, what a coincidence!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the crowd.

Fang Zhixing turned around, a humble smile appeared on his face, lowered his head slightly, cupped his hands and said, "Master Lu Yu."

Lu Yu squeezed through the crowd and walked to Fang Zhixing, smiling: "Oh, I'm here to apologize."

Fang Zhixing was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "Why did Mr. Lu say this?"

Lu Yu smiled and said: "Last time I planned to invite you to attend the exchange meeting of the Martial Alliance. The invitations had already been written, but because there were so many invitations, my servants lost your invitation when they were distributing them. Post, you were not invited.

Alas, I have severely punished that servant. I hope you can forgive me. "

When Fang Zhixing heard this, his heart moved.

For a moment, he couldn't be sure whether Lu Yu was sincerely apologizing to him, or if she was just trying to whet his appetite.

After a moment of silence, Fang Zhixing smiled and said, "What are you talking about? How virtuous and capable is Fang?"

Lu Yulian said: "At noon the day after tomorrow, I will hold a martial arts exchange meeting at the Chaoguan Tower. Will you come?"

Fang Zhixing hesitated for a moment and said with a smile: "If you are free, I would be more respectful than obey your orders."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you."

Luyu laughed, turned and walked away.

Fang Zhixing walked to the corner by himself.

Just at this moment, Miss Wu Hongqiu came over and whispered: "There is a spiritual meeting tonight, you go."

Fang Zhixing nodded slightly and quietly left the hall under the leadership of a maid.

Not long after, he entered the main hall, took off his clothes with ease, and entered the bathtub to take a bath.

After cleaning, he got into the curtain and lay down on the big bed.

After waiting for a while, in the dim candlelight, a beautiful figure walked slowly.

Fang Zhixing raised his head slightly and glanced, and his eyes couldn't help but freeze.

The woman's figure is quite good, which reminds people of the word "round and round".

"Oh, it's her!"

Fang Zhixing's heart was filled with excitement. He was very sure that this woman was clearly the one who cried out in pain last time.

She came to the bedside, still a little shy, not daring to look at Fang Zhixing.

She took out a handkerchief and gently covered Fang Zhixing's face, blocking the mask.

It was indeed her!

Still the same operation as last time.

The silky handkerchief is filled with a delicate fragrance, which is refreshing.

Fang Zhixing smiled softly and relaxed his whole body.

Soon, the woman danced gracefully.

Unknowingly.

The night passed quickly.

At three poles in the sun.

Fang Zhixing slept until he was full, got up, dressed, and quietly left the Wu family's mansion.

Two days flew by!

Early that morning, an invitation was delivered to Yixiangzhai.

Hong Ye took it over and said softly: "Zhai Master, this is a post sent by Mr. Lu Yu from the Martial Alliance."

Fang Zhixing felt happy and muttered: "I hope the Martial Alliance will not let me down."

Time soon came to noon.

Fang Zhixing took the animal skin scroll and rode out of the inner city to the edge of South Street in the outer city.

Near the Qingshui River, there is a seven-story building.

When people stand on the highest floor and lean on the railing, they can have a panoramic view of the magnificent beauty of the ebb and flow of the Qingshui River.

Fang Zhixing came to the tide watching building, climbed up the stairs, and climbed directly to the top floor.

The seventh floor here is an extremely spacious hall that can accommodate 300 people watching the tide at the same time.

It's noon!

There were chaotic footsteps and swaying figures in the hall on the seventh floor.

Fang Zhixing came in from the entrance, looked up and found that there were many people gathered in the hall, definitely more than a hundred people.

They were in groups of three or five, talking enthusiastically.

Some people were holding martial arts secrets in their hands and talking loudly.

There were also a few people arguing about something, each with a red face and ears, and no one was convinced.

"Tsk tsk, what an academic atmosphere!"

Fang Zhixing couldn't help laughing when he saw this.

To be honest, he thought that the exchange meeting of the martial arts alliance was a group of martial artists gathering together, punching and kicking.

Unexpectedly, they were really communicating with their mouths.

Fang Zhixing looked around and didn't see Lu Yu.

He was not in a hurry, and quietly stood near the wall and listened attentively.

"You are all wrong. More than a hundred years ago, the Dust and Sand Art was identified as a giant bear-type art by Zheng Jingxiu and other martial arts masters, not a spirit ape-type art."

"So what? Could it be that Zheng Jingxiu and the others didn't make a mistake? According to my investigation, a martial artist named Wang practiced the Sinking Sand Art several decades ago. After his actual combat demonstration, it was confirmed that it was undoubtedly a spirit ape-type art."

"Which martial artist named Wang? What's his origin? Are you asking us to trust a person of unknown origin rather than Zheng Jingxiu and other martial arts masters?"

"Stop arguing, both of you. Find someone to practice the Sinking Sand Art, and you can figure it out, right?"

"Nonsense, who would waste years or even decades practicing a martial art just to determine which type it is?"

...

Fang Zhixing gathered his mind and tilted his head to the other side.

"The Red Flower Sect suffered heavy casualties this time, and was almost wiped out."

"Yeah, I have a friend who is a member of the Red Flower Sect. He was lucky. He happened to be home visiting his relatives and escaped the disaster of being wiped out."

"In addition to the Red Flower Sect, I heard that the Flying Eagle Sect was also wiped out. The whole family was slaughtered and died!"

"Oh, this is the result of following the wrong person! The Provincial Surveillance Commissioner and the County Magistrate fought in the air, but the unlucky ones were a group of small fish and shrimps."

"Yes, it's too miserable! So, as a person, you must not stand on the wrong side, otherwise when disaster strikes, you can only In one night. "

"Alas, in this martial arts flourishing Great Zhou Dynasty, I actually considered joining a certain force.

After all, if we want to stand out, there are only two ways, either to be a lackey of the court or a lackey of the family, but I finally chose to join the Wumeng. Now it seems that I was right!"

"Fortunately, the biggest advantage of joining the Wumeng is freedom. No one can force us to do anything, and we don’t need to bear the risk of power struggle. "

...

Several people sighed and sighed.

Fang Zhixing heard the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, thinking that if there were a few more traitors in your Wumeng, the end would be even worse.

"Hey, my friend looks unfamiliar, are you new here?"

Suddenly, a man in green came over, bowed and smiled, "Let me introduce myself, I am Ning Huaixiu, the 'Thunder Hand'."

"I've heard a lot about you."

Fang Zhixing returned the greeting, saying, "I am Fang Maofu, a martial artist, who was invited here, but I haven't joined the Martial Alliance yet."

The man in green suddenly realized and smiled enthusiastically, "So it's Brother Fang, you were invited here, which means you are already half a member of the Martial Alliance."

Fang Zhixing nodded and smiled, "I am not talented, but I do intend to join the Martial Alliance."

The man in green became even more enthusiastic, and said, "That's great, you're new here, I'll introduce a few friends to you."

He led Fang Zhixing to stroll in the hall, introducing him to everyone he met.

Everyone bowed to Fang Zhixing.

Fang Zhixing also took this opportunity to get to know him.

After a while, Fang Zhixing and the man in green walked to the corridor outside to get some fresh air.

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but ask: "May I ask Brother Ning, are there any Nine Ox Realm masters in our Wumeng?"

"Yes!"

The man in green nodded and said seriously: "The Wumeng is actually an extremely large and scattered organization, with personnel across several states, and we have people all over Danzhou.

In Qinghe County, the leader is 'Butcher' Lu Zonggang, who is a genuine Nine Ox Realm."

Fang Zhixing understood and said thoughtfully: "To be honest, I want to know more about the practice of the Nine Ox Realm."

He looked around the hall and asked: "Which friend knows more about the Nine Ox Realm?"

The man in green's face changed slightly, and he vaguely sensed something, and looked at Fang Zhixing deeply.

He hesitated, raised his hand and pointed at a white-haired old man, whispering: "The old man is called Ji Fangcheng. His cultivation once reached the early stage of the Nine Ox Realm. Now he is old and has returned to his roots. He lives out his days under the protection of my Wumeng."

Fang Zhixing was refreshed and looked carefully.

He saw that the white-haired old man was surrounded by many people, vying to ask him for advice.

Fang Zhixing thanked him and walked over slowly.

The white-haired old man was surrounded by people, three layers inside and three layers outside.

Fang Zhixing ignored him and squeezed in sideways, squeezing all the people around him.

Everyone was shocked and looked at him sideways.

The white-haired old man raised his head, looked at Fang Zhixing carefully, waved his hand and said: "Make room."

The people around him paused and hurriedly stood up to make room.

Fang Zhixing bowed his hands first, then sat down and said with a smile: "Mr. Ji, I am Fang Maofu, and I have come to ask you for advice."

Ji Fangcheng said with a smile: "I don't deserve it. I will tell you everything I know."

Fang Zhixing remained silent for a while and asked seriously: "I heard that the Jiu Niu Realm is also called the Demon Transformation Realm. Why is this?"

Ji Fangcheng laughed and replied: "Ordinary people become stronger through martial arts, and their strength gradually increases. After reaching the power of nine oxen, they have actually reached a limit and cannot continue to become stronger, at least not in human form. ”

Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows and murmured: "In human form..."

"right!"

Ji Fangcheng raised his hand and patted the shoulder of a young man next to him, "In human form, the ultimate strength is ninety thousand kilograms. Those with slightly better talent may be able to reach more than one hundred thousand kilograms, but that's it, no matter how strong it is, Not much better."

Fang Zhixing understood and pondered: "So, if we want to continue to become stronger, we must change our own form, that is, transform into a demon, right?"

Ji Fangcheng nodded and explained carefully: "Monster transformation is actually just a metaphor. After humans or warriors come into contact with the meat of alien beasts, there is a certain chance that they will lose control and turn into man-eating monsters.

After demons reveal their true form, they can often show amazing power.

So, based on this phenomenon, someone created the Demon Transformation Realm Cultivation Technique.

Of course, the demon transformation here does not actually transform into a demon, but simulates the process of the demon revealing its original form, liberating one's body and transforming into a more advanced form, thereby gaining greater power and a longer lifespan. "

Hearing this, Fang Zhixing suddenly felt enlightened.

To put it simply, after humans grow to their limits with hands and feet, transformation becomes an inevitable choice.

He asked: "Is there a direct connection between the techniques of the Demon Transformation Realm and the techniques of the Five-Animal Realm? For example, I was a giant bear type in the Five-Animal Realm. How should I choose the technique when I get to the Nine-Niu Realm?"

Ji Fangcheng's turbid eyes suddenly burst into light, and he chuckled: "Suppose you are a blacksmith, and one day you sell a magic weapon and make a windfall, will you suddenly become a cook when you have money? "

Fang Zhixing said continuously: "Of course not."

Ji Fangcheng spread his hands and said: "Isn't that right! Dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, and the son of a mouse can make holes!

You were originally from the giant bear type. After transforming into a demon, you are still the giant bear type. This is called the same bloodline! "

Only then did he know that his heartfelt message was indeed true.

In fact, this is easy to understand.

If a college student chooses to major in programming, he will probably become a bald man after graduation.

At this point, Ji Fangcheng paused for a moment and explained in more detail: "But there are no absolutes, because after your cultivation reaches the five-animal realm, it is theoretically assumed that your body has reached a balanced state, which also means that, Your four departments are balanced, and you have the opportunity to make your choice again.

For example, if you were of the Dire Bear type before, you can also choose the Shadow Leopard type, and the impact will not be too big. "

Fang Zhixing was stunned and said speechlessly: "In this case, wouldn't we be able to choose at will?"

"Haha, that's all in theory, but in reality it's much more complicated."

Ji Fangcheng stroked his beard and said patiently: "As far as I know, any demon-transformation technique has a source, which is the corresponding alien beast!

For example, the Luo family's inherited magic "Tianluo Secret Sutra" originated from the Eight-clawed Tianluo Spider, so after the Luo family transformed into a demon, its shape was very close to the Eight-clawed Tianluo Spider!

If the martial arts you practiced from the beginning was the "Tianluo Tan Sutra", would you easily abandon it and choose other martial arts? "

Fang Zhixing was distracted, thought for a moment, and asked: "I heard that the Honghua Sect's subduing technique is the "Honghua Secret Record". May I ask what is the origin of this demon-transformation realm technique?"

Ji Fangcheng thought for a moment and replied: "The Secret Record of Red Flowers comes from the Palace of Hundreds of Flowers, and its source should be some kind of mutated flowers and plants."

Speaking of this, Ji Fangcheng reminded: "The demon-transforming realm skills are often divided into two parts. One part is the specific content of the skills, and the other part is the visualization diagram, which is the totem of the strange beast corresponding to the skill. Both must be collected. Only then can you practice.”