Eternal Life

Chapter 1252: Decision maker

Chapter 1252 Decision High Level

"How, everyone? Nangong’s sadness seems to be very much in keeping with this. It is also a gift of the sacred medicinal herbs of the Nangong family, which is handed over to my hand and sent to the wind."

Between the faint words of the Emperor Yu, a golden Dan's gourd appeared in his hand.

Among the gourds, there is a cloud of blue gas, which travels on all sides, in which it condenses into a dragon and a tiger, a snail, and a phantom of various emperors.

It is a cucurbit.

"What? A sacred sacred medicinal remedy?" Many of the elders, the immortals, the sacred sacred, and even a few antiques to the emperor, the living fossils were shocked.

"Sacred medicinal herbs, equivalent to the Emperor of the Emperor, the strength is extremely tyrannical, its medicinal gas, enough to supplement life, life and death, meat and bones, intermittent rules, improve the realm, help people to understand, break through the limits. Rumor In the middle, the Nangong family is indeed a sacred drug, called the ancestor of Yuandan, who once killed a royal man. The strength is almost the home of the Nangong family, who is equal to the ancestor, and this Dan is definitely his legacy. of."

"Yang Dan's ancestors, in his rumor, is the creation of the immortal king, collecting the fate between the heavens and the earth, the fate of all beings, gathering the power of the heavens, smelting, and later the creation of the king of immortality is unknown, this holy medicinal herb Secretly ran out of the heavenly house, stole a lot of the same kind, and built the avenue."

"He was one of the ancient immortals who used to be refining in heaven. He had a cult to become a fairy. Now I am afraid to understand the realm of heaven and earth."

"Well, this medicinal medicine is of great help to the saints. Usually, the ancestors of Danyuan would not give up a little bit. Now they have turned out a gourd and gave it to the windy kid. What is it for?"

"Teaching, what should I do now?"

Asked a saint.

"What to do? Calling the wind is like this, so the disciple, in the **** trials, raises my feathers, and naturally wants to be rewarded. Of course, you can also take a look at the machine. How is this child?" Road.

"That is nature, just call the wind to call this son. Tusheng, you go, bring the wind to come." Hua Wenchang sneered a few times, "I would like to ask, is this child sacred?" Actually, the Nangong family was sad, and the Nangong family maintained him like this. In this one, he must be clear in person. Otherwise, he will abolish the mana of this son, so that he can no longer enter my feathering door to do evil."

"Yes, abolish him, this is a dangerous factor. We must not allow such a dangerous son to enter our core decision-making high-level." Another Chinese ancestor spoke and opened his eyes. , murder is deep.

"There is a big chance in this son, the air is transported. If he hasn't grown up yet, we can join hands to refine and refine him, display the great power of heaven, and transfer his air, wisdom and strength to Hua Zhentian. Physically, this is the person of our Chinese family. It is stable and there is no threat." It is also a person who is also a Chinese emperor.

"You, still look at the decision of the supreme master."

A veteran who is not a Chinese family speaks.

Among the old antiques in the feather gate, most of them are Chinese, but there are also several other masters.

But these masters are just three or two. Poor, can not constitute the right to speak.

Moreover, among the many saints, half of them are Chinese, and it can be seen that the weight of the Chinese people in the Yuhua Gate is multiple.

In ancient times, the feather gate was almost a king's family, the Chinese family. All of them were Chinese disciples, but later, the Emperor of the Emperor took over the position and promoted another disciple. After training for thousands of years, he finally cultivated a group of disciples.

But now, in the Yuhuamen, the disciples of the Chinese family still occupy the majority, especially the top. The power of the highest Chinese power in the Chinese family is almost half of the dominant position.

"Well, Tusheng, go." Yuhuang’s eyes flickered, and a glimpse of all the masters of the Chinese family, followed: “The emergence of the feather door must be broken, and the disciples must be removed. Add new blood, and don't just reject it. For thousands of years, I have been in charge of the emergence of the door, and I have seen it, and I have not seen it for Hua Tianjun."

"We are not blindly rejecting other castes, like Zhu Chongyang, he is even a disciple of the Zhuzhou Zhu family in Tianjie, who defected out and was taken over by us. Didn't he teach him Supreme Master? Even he got the adventure. The truth of the sword, did not let him hand it out. He was trained as a disciple of the Chinese family. But this wind, the body is indeed weird, we just check it."

Hua Wenchang’s deep road: “Teaching, you are in the eyes of the achievements of the door. The realm of your heaven and earth is beyond us, or else you can’t sit. Teaching this position of Supreme, but Yuhuamen was created by Huatianjun's ancestors. Of course, our Chinese family must occupy a dominant position. This is also the rule since the opening of the door."

"Alright, the matter of the wind, you have to ask a clear. But if it is indeed a peerless god, it is the object of my feathering cultivation." Yuhuang waved his hand, not willing to say more.

Among the feathered kingdoms, Fang Han opened up the dojo in the turbulence of time and space.

He is calculating that the whole body is bathed in a wise light of the gods, behind the head, a round of indestructible aura, as if the heavens are big, soaring up, it is enough to break through all obstacles.

Fang Hanquan is fully calculating the Tao in the body. In the **** trials, all kinds of combat experience, even the terrain in the Taikoo Market, are repeatedly thought through in the chest. Every martial essence is all in wisdom. The complete reasoning, inexhaustible, all the way, formed the gully in the chest.

The power of Fang Han shocked Kyushu Wanfang.

Suddenly, he stood up and slammed the boxing method against the void, which turned out to be the supreme **** fist that the tyrants of the tyrants flew out.

"Thousands of people refer!"

"The gods are angry!"

“It’s hard to write a book!”

"It’s a long time!"

"Scorpio is gone!"

The five major killings, hit on the spot, ghosts and gods mourn, the sky smashed, shattered the sky, time and space reversal. Suddenly, the martial arts ideas of these five great **** fists entered the chapter of the history of Confucianism and Taoism.

Immediately, the history of Confucianism and Taoism broke out with all kinds of radiance, and it was faint and eager to compete for the first taste.

Originally, in the book of the epoch, the number one is the history of the Protoss civilization, and it is stable and stable. No one can fight for it because the ghost map of the ghost martyr is integrated into it.

The remnant figure of the ghost Wu Shengjun is the half-step Tianjun blood, the first in majesty. Ups and downs in the history of the Protoss civilization greatly enhanced the power of the history of the Protoss civilization.

But now, Fang Han’s calculation of the five-pronged boxing method, which is integrated into the history of Confucianism and Taoism, has an unexpected effect.

These five gods and fists are not the perfection of the pure land of Shenzhou. They are the highest boxing method of Confucianism. The Golden Mean is the trick of the gods of the origin and the perfection of the gods.

However, these five gods are only part of it.

There are also five other **** fists, all of which are images of justice, but Fang Han has not seen it, and cannot calculate it. Fortunately, in the history of his Confucianism and Taoism, he is based on the Da Yi Su. Representing justice, Haoran’s arrogance and arrogance, the power is invincible, and there is a tendency to sneak out the other five gods.

Ten strokes of the Doctrine of the Mean, once all calculated, the power can directly point to the essence of Confucianism, the true meaning of morality, the educated saints of countless eras, educate hundreds of millions of people with moral articles, and create a permanent peace for the world.

This is the essence of Confucianism.

The birth of Confucianism was to create peace for the world. It is all evil spirits, all battles, all evil thoughts, will disappear without a trace, encounter the final nemesis, in a certain way, the peace and prosperity created by Confucianism, more peaceful, everyone **, no more than the Buddha It is the existence of a puppet, and there is no self.

Fang Han gradually penetrated the essence of Confucianism. Among his bodies, countless crystal gods are filled with the atmosphere of justice.

At the same time, his thoughts on the five major Confucianism tricks have also entered the chapter of martial arts civilization.

This chapter actually broke out and condensed into a martial art word, explaining the mystery of the martial art.

Between the gestures, Fang Han will have the power to break down the Qiankun.

"Good! The five killings of this mediocre **** fist are calculated. I am taking another step. If the next step, I can figure out another five styles to form a complete Zhongyong Shenquan. With these ten strokes, I will It is able to impact the realm of the saints. It is sanctified. After reaching the realm of the saints, it is more convenient and flexible to push the body of the Emperor.

Fang Han secretly said.

Suddenly, his mind moved and his big sleeves waved. "Who entered my dojo? A saint?"

"It is the outstanding Son of my feathering door, the wind."

A short saint stepped into the canyon of Fang Han, and saw dozens of vital ancestors at a glance, as well as powerful demons scattered in various corners, and could not help but be taken aback.

The power of this cold is still beyond the expectation of this saint.

This saint, the "Sacred Earth", was sent to the Feathers Elders Conference and sent to summon Fang Han.

"Sin Xian!" Fang Han stood up and looked at "Tusheng". With his cultivation, it is natural to see that the saint who came is the person of the feather gate, the real high-level, the decision-making figure. It is equal to the princehood in a country.

"Wind, speed with me, teach the Supreme to summon you, ask you some things in the blood trial. Also, some of your previous things, you must also ask you." Out of the meaning: "Go with me."

"Dare to be killed?" Fang Hanxin quickly calculated that, in an instant, thousands of changes, in the mind calculations, he simulated 10,000 kinds of scenes with the decision-making high-level meeting.