Chapter 195: Martial Alliance

"This person is so long-winded..."

After a while, Gu Jingzhang finally couldn't stand Fang Zhixing's nagging anymore and turned away.

He walked 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 was none other than the waiter at Mingyue Inn in Fenglei Camp.

He was the one who personally received Fang Zhixing.

The dark-skinned young man had already carefully sized up Fang Zhixing and shook his head, saying, "No, that person doesn't look like this, and he should be shorter and thinner."

Hearing this, Gu Jingzhang thought to himself, as expected.

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

The cocktail party became more and more lively.

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

"Have you heard that the county magistrate's second son, Luo Tanzhi, is going to marry a concubine?"

At the wine table, four or five young men who looked lazy and idle were chatting about something.

"Tsk tsk, how old is Luo Tanzhi this year, fifteen or sixteen? He just got married a few months ago, and now he's taking a concubine?"

"You don't know this. Half a month ago, Luo Tanzhi went to a temple fair and ran into Miss Feng Jiayao from the Feng family. He fell in love with her at first sight and was so in love with her that he wanted to marry her."

"The Feng family is referring to the Black Tiger Gate Feng family, one of the eight great clans?"

"Yes, that's right. Luo Tanzhi was madly pursuing Feng Jiayao. Their affair became known to everyone and the whole city was in an uproar."

"However, Feng Jiayao is not a direct descendant of the Feng family. She is the daughter of the head of the family and a concubine. Her status is somewhat low and she is not worthy of Luo Tanzhi. This marriage has caused a lot of controversy and I am afraid it will not be successful."

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

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

…

Fang Zhixing listened to the gossip quietly for a while, felt it was boring, and turned away.

He made his way through the crowd to his own corner.

"Master Fang, what a coincidence!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice was heard from the crowd.

Fang Zhixing turned around, put on a humble smile, bowed his head slightly, and said, "Master Lu Yu."

Lu Yu pushed through the crowd, walked up to Fang Zhixing, and said with a smile: "Oh, I'm here to apologize."

Fang Zhixing was stunned for a moment, and asked in surprise: "Why do you say that, Mr. Lu?"

Lu Yu smiled and said, "Last time, I was planning to invite you to the Wumeng exchange meeting, and the invitations were already written, but because there were so many invitations, the servants lost your invitation when distributing them, resulting in you not being invited.

Alas, I have severely punished that servant, I hope you will forgive him."

Fang Zhixing was moved when he heard this.

For a moment, he couldn't be sure whether Lu Yu was sincerely apologizing to him, or was just deliberately keeping him in suspense.

After a moment of silence, Fang Zhixing smiled and said, "What are you talking about? How can I be so worthy of your kindness?"

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

Fang Zhixing hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "If I have time, I will respectfully obey your order."

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

Lu Yu 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 should go."

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

In a short while, he entered the hall, took off his clothes skillfully, and took a bath in the bathtub.

After cleaning himself, he crawled into the tent and lay on the big bed.

Wait a moment, and in the dim candlelight, a graceful figure slowly walks towards you.

Fang Zhixing raised his head slightly and glanced, his gaze involuntarily fixed.

The woman has a very nice figure, which reminds people of the word round and smooth.

"Oh, it's her!"

Fang Zhixing's heart was beating fast. He was very sure that this woman was the one who cried out in pain last time.

She came to the bed, still a little shy, not daring to look Fang Zhixing in the eye.

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

It’s indeed her!

It’s the same operation as last time.

The silky handkerchief is filled with a faint fragrance that is refreshing.

Fang Zhixing smiled gently and relaxed his whole body.

Soon, the woman began to dance.

Before you know it.

The night passed quickly.

It was noon.

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

Two days passed in a flash!

Early that morning, an invitation was delivered to Yixiangzhai.

Hongye took it and said softly, "Master, this is a note sent by Master Lu Yu of the Wumeng."

Fang Zhixing was delighted and said thoughtfully, "I hope the Wumeng will not let me down."

It was soon noon.

Fang Zhixing took the animal skin scroll, rode his horse out of the inner city, and came to the edge of the south street of the outer city.

There is a seven-story building near the Qingshui River.

When people stand on the top floor and look out over the railing, they can have a panoramic view of the magnificent sight of the ebb and flow of the Qingshui River.

Fang Zhixing came to the Guanchao Tower, climbed up the stairs and went directly to the top floor.

The seventh floor is an exceptionally spacious hall that can accommodate three hundred people to watch the tide at the same time.

It's noon!

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

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

Everyone gathered in groups of three or five and chatted enthusiastically.

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

There were also a few people arguing about something, their faces were red and no one was willing to give in.

"Tsk, what an academic atmosphere!"

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but laugh when he saw this.

To be honest, he thought that the martial arts alliance's exchange meeting was just a group of martial artists getting together and fighting.

I didn't expect that they were actually communicating with their mouths.

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

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

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

"So what? Could it be that Zheng Jingxiu and the others didn't make a mistake? According to my research, several decades ago there was a warrior named Wang who mastered the "Sinking Sand Technique". After his actual combat demonstration, it was confirmed that it was undoubtedly a spiritual ape-type technique."

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

"You two should stop arguing. Find someone to practice the "Sinking Sand Technique" with, and then you can figure it out, right?"

"Nonsense, who would waste years or even decades practicing a martial art just to find out which branch it belongs to?"

…

Fang Zhixing collected his thoughts and tilted his head to the other side.

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

"Yes, I have a friend who is a member of the Red Flower Sect. He was lucky because he happened to be home visiting his family and escaped the disaster of extermination of his family."

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

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Ah, this is what happens when you follow the wrong person! The provincial governor and the county magistrate are fighting each other from a distance, but the ones who suffer are a bunch of small fish and shrimps."

"Yes, it's too tragic! So, you must never stand on the wrong side, otherwise you will be in great trouble overnight."

“Alas, living in the Great Zhou Dynasty where martial arts flourished, 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 aristocratic family, but I finally chose to join the Wumeng. Now it seems that I was right! "

"Thank goodness, the biggest advantage of joining the Martial Alliance is freedom. No one can force us to do anything, and we don't need to take the risk of power struggles."

…

Several people sighed and lamented.

Fang Zhixing's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he thought that if there were a few more traitors in your Wumeng, the end would be even more miserable.

"Hey, my friend doesn't look familiar, are you new here?"

Suddenly, a man in green came over, bowed and said with a smile: "Meet me, I'm Ning Huaixiu, the Thunder Hand."

"I've heard a lot about you."

Fang Zhixing returned the greeting and said, "I am Fang Maofu, a warrior. I am invited here, but I have not yet joined the Martial Alliance."

The man in green suddenly realized and said with a warm smile: "So it's Brother Fang. The fact that you were invited here shows that 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 blue immediately became more enthusiastic and said, "That's great. You're new here, I'll introduce some friends to you."

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

Everyone bowed to Fang Zhixing in greeting.

Fang Zhixing also took this opportunity to make himself familiar to the crowd.

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

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but ask, "May I ask, Brother Ning, is there any Nine Ox Realm expert in our Martial Alliance?"

"Yes, I have!"

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

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

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

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

The green-clothed man's expression changed slightly, as if he had vaguely sensed something, and he looked at Fang Zhixing deeply.

He hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and pointed at a white-haired old man, and whispered, "That old gentleman is called Ji Fangcheng. His cultivation had once reached the early stage of the Ninth Bull Realm. Now he is old, and he has returned to his roots, living out his days under the protection of our Martial Alliance."

Fang Zhixing perked up and looked carefully.

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

Fang Zhixing thanked him and walked over slowly.

The white-haired old man was surrounded by people in three layers.

Fang Zhixing turned a blind eye and squeezed in sideways, making everyone around him shake.

Everyone was shocked and looked at him sideways.

The white-haired old man raised his head, looked at Zhixing carefully, and waved his hand, saying, "Give me a seat."

The people around him paused for a moment and hurriedly stood up to offer their seats.

Fang Zhixing bowed 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 was silent for a moment, then asked seriously, "I heard that the Nine Ox Realm is also called the Demon Realm. Why is that?"

Ji Fangcheng laughed and replied, "Ordinary people become stronger through martial arts training, and their strength gradually increases. After reaching the strength of nine bulls, 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 beside him. "In human form, the ultimate strength is 90,000 jin. Those with better talents may be able to reach more than 100,000 jin, but that's it. No matter how strong you are, you can't be much stronger."

Fang Zhixing understood and said thoughtfully: "So, if we want to continue to become stronger, we must change our form, that is, turn into a monster, right?"

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

After revealing their true form, demons are often able to display astonishing power.

Therefore, some people created a method to transform into a demon based on this phenomenon.

Of course, the transformation here does not mean to really transform into a demon, but to simulate the process of a demon revealing its true form, liberating its body, and transforming into a more advanced form, thereby gaining more powerful strength and a longer lifespan. "

After hearing this, Fang Zhixing's mind suddenly became clear.

To put it simply, when humans' two-handed and two-foot form has grown to its limit, transformation becomes an inevitable choice.

He asked, "Is there a direct connection between the skills of the Demon Transformation Realm and the Five Animals Realm? For example, I am a giant bear in the Five Animals Realm. When I reach the Nine Oxen Realm, what skills should I choose?"

Ji Fangcheng's cloudy eyes suddenly sparkled with a strange light, and he laughed, "If you were a blacksmith, and one day you sold a magic weapon and made a fortune, would you suddenly become a cook after you became rich?"

Fang Zhixing said: "Of course not."

Ji Fangcheng spread his hands and said, "Isn't that right? A dragon gives birth to a dragon, a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and a mouse's son knows how to dig holes!

You were originally a giant bear. After you transformed into a monster, you are still a giant bear. This is called inheritance!"

Fang Zhixing thought to himself, "As expected."

This is actually easy to understand.

If a college student chooses programming as his major, he will most likely become a bald man after graduation.

At this point, Ji Fangcheng paused for a moment and explained in more detail: "But nothing is absolute. After your cultivation has broken through to the Five Animals Realm, your body has theoretically reached a balanced state, which also means that your four systems are balanced. You have the opportunity to make a new choice.

For example, if you were a giant bear type before, you can choose a shadow leopard type, and the impact won’t be too big. "

Fang Zhixing was stunned and said speechlessly: "In this case, then can we choose whatever we want?"

"Haha, that's just the theory. In reality, it's much more complicated."

Ji Fangcheng stroked his beard and said patiently: "As far as I know, any technique that can transform into a demon realm has a source, which is the corresponding beast!

For example, the Luo family's inherited magical skill, "Tianluo Secret Sutra", originated from the eight-clawed Tianluo spider, so after the Luo family members transformed into monsters, their appearance was very similar to the eight-clawed Tianluo spider!

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

Fang Zhixing's mind moved, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "I heard that the Red Flower Sect's sect-defining technique is the Red Flower Secret Record. May I ask what is the source of this technique to transform into a demon realm?"

Ji Fangcheng thought for a moment and replied, "The Secret Record of Red Flower came from the Hundred Flowers Palace. Its source should be some kind of mutated flowers and plants."

At this point, Ji Fangcheng reminded: "The skills of the Demon Realm 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 exotic beast corresponding to the skills. Both must be collected before practicing."

(End of this chapter)