Refining Heaven and Earth Chapter 12: Tianji Gate
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Three days later, the City Lord's Mansion.
Feng Wuji stood under a green old tree in the backyard, looking deep into the distant sky, Hua Yang stood behind him, waiting quietly.
"You said that the true energy of the three of them was restored?" Feng Wuji's words were full of doubts and surprises.
Hua Yang respectfully said: "It has recovered 10% to 20%, and all recovery is only a matter of time."
"What the **** is it?"
Feng Wuji furrowed his brows deeper, "Continue to observe, no, I'll take a look myself."
When Feng Wuji and Hua Yang found Fang Bai, he was walking in the courtyard. Fang Bai knew very well that he could not understand what happened that day, and Tianjimen would not let him go.
"How do you feel?" Feng Wuji swept away the haze on his face, filled with smiles, and strode forward, as if Fang Bai was very concerned.
Fang Bai sneered in his heart, but said with a smile on his lips: "It's much better, thank you, Senior Feng, for your concern."
"That's good."
Feng Wuji smiled and nodded, staring at Fang Bai and asked: "What happened that day?"
"The juniors don't know." Fang Bai said with a calm face: "Mu Qiuyang kept sending true energy into the juniors. The juniors couldn't resist. Besides, there was a Mu Junhao behind. The juniors could survive. Fortunately."
As a peeping power in his previous life, how can he let a person in the concentrating state see the clues?
Feng Wuji's disappointment faded in a flash, and he soothed: "Then you take a good rest, and when you recover, we will return to Tianjimen."
Sky Gate?
Fang Bai smiled secretly. A few days ago, he desperately wanted to enter the Tianji Gate. Now that the opportunity is in front of him, Fang Bai never wants to go to the Tianji Gate again.
What happened three days ago is not so easy to fool around. Feng Wuji intends to bring himself back to Tianjimen to study slowly. But he didn't have the right to refuse, and it was undoubtedly a foolish dream to want to escape in the hands of the concentrating mind.
"Oh! Good luck makes people, why is it!"
Fang Bai thought of his mother Bai Yufu. He planned to protect his mother as a disciple of the Tianjimen, but now he can't protect himself.
He must go to the Tianjimen, at least in the eyes of others, his identity as a disciple of the Tianjimen is real, that's enough!
For three days, the Medicine King Shending did not respond, and Fang Bai did not dare to take it out for research. The zhenqi in the dantian was slowly recovering, and it seemed that it would be almost the same in three or five days.
Now that he is under house arrest in the City Lord's Mansion, Fang Bai is planning what he will do in the future.
After he left, he didn't know when he would come back. His mother had a hundred spirit stones left, so life is not a problem for the time being. Fang Bai has the status of a Tianjimen disciple, no one dares to disturb Bai Yufu's life.
Would you like to go back and have a look before you leave?
Fang Bai was a little hesitant. He didn't want to expose his weakness, but it was not difficult to ask in Yunshui City. If Tianjimen has the heart, it's just a matter of asking casually.
Three days have passed, and it should have been a long time ago that Tianjimen really wanted to use these methods. Fang Bai didn't think about it anymore, he couldn't change anything anyway.
The competition for selecting disciples at Tianjimen ended without a problem. In the last eight players, Bai Liangzhe was eliminated, and the strongest of the remaining seven were Mu Qiuyang, Bai Qianxue, and Fang Bai.
The most important thing is that only three of them are sixteen years old among the seven. The goal of Tianjimen has been achieved, and there is naturally no need to continue the selection.
Tianjimen didn't say it, and no one dared to ask, so let this matter go.
Five days later, the strange bird landed on the open space outside the city lord's mansion, and Feng Wuji led a group out of the city lord's mansion. Mu Qiuyang, Bai Qianxue, and Fang Bai were among them.
The strange bird is huge, and it doesn't seem crowded at all with six people. With its wings spread out, it rises into the sky, blinks through the clouds, and gallops eastward.
The wind whistled, blowing towards his face, Fang Bai circulated his infuriating energy to prevent him from falling, and for the first time in his life to reach such a high altitude, he felt like a world away.
When Mu Qiuyang walked out of the city lord's mansion next to him, he glanced at Fang Bai, and then seemed to ignore Fang Bai's existence. Bai Qianxue also turned a blind eye to Mu Qiuyang and Fang Bai.
For some reason, Fang Bai suddenly felt that Bai Qianxue was more terrifying than Mu Qiuyang.
The speed of the strange bird was so fast that by noon, it had already flown more than 30,000 miles. The mountains ahead, clouds and mist, the top of the mountain is magnificent, and the Tianji Gate has finally arrived.
The strange bird landed on the top of the mountain, and Feng Wuji led the three of them towards a hall. Two majestic characters hung in the middle of the hall, Tiandian!
When entering the main hall, Hua Yang and the woman stayed outside the hall, and Feng Wuji led Fang Bai's three people into it.
The layout of the hall is very simple. There are rows of seats on either side. A tall statue stands in the middle, and a thin-faced old man stands holding a sword, raising his head to look up.
A chair was placed under the statue, and on the chair sat a middle-aged man who looked at Fang Bai with interest.
"Junior Brother Feng, thank you for your pain." The middle-aged man said lightly, his voice low and majestic.
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Feng Wuji hurriedly clasped his fists and said: "Some accidents have been delayed for a few days, please punish the master!"
The middle-aged man waved his hand and said with a smile: "I found some good seedlings, and it is worthwhile to have Junior Brother Feng ran." As he said, his eyes stopped on Fang Bai, and Fang Bai suddenly felt a sense of being seen through. .
"This person is so strong!"
If the guess is correct, this person is at least the pinnacle of concentration.
"Junior Brother Feng, you can go down and rest." The middle-aged man said lightly, and Feng Wuji was taken aback immediately, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, after looking at Fang Bai, he turned and left the hall.
In an instant, Fang Bai understood that Feng Wuji would not tell about the battle that day, he wanted to take it for himself. Fang Bai secretly breathed a sigh of relief, naturally it was easier to deal with one person than the entire Celestial Gate.
"Are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"
The middle-aged man's voice fell, and the three of them were stunned on the spot. Tianjimen is the most powerful sect within tens of thousands of miles, and it would never have any intersection with places like Yunshui City.
Nowadays, not only have they joined the Tianjimen, but the master of the Tianjimen has personally opened his mouth to accept them as disciples. What an honor it is?
"The disciple Mu Qiuyang pays homage to Master!"
"Disciple Bai Qianxue pays homage to Master!"
After a brief consternation, Mu Qiuyang and Bai Qianxue hurriedly bowed down, and Fang Bai hesitated.
Worshiping the master of Tianjimen as a teacher is undoubtedly the best choice at the moment. For the time being, there is no need to worry about Feng Wuji, and mother Bai Yufu will not be in any danger.
However, Fang Bai was a human for two generations, and there were only three people in his heart, two relatives, and one enemy.
The enemy is also his best brother Fuge. Relatives, one is the master of the previous life, and the other is the mother of this life. In Fang Bai's mind, no one can replace the position of master and mother.
Now, if he wants him to worship the Master of the Heavenly Sect as his teacher, not to mention a person in the concentrating state, even if a saint is here, Fang Bai doesn't want it.
"Don't you want to?"
The middle-aged man is a little curious. As the master of the Celestial Gate, people who want to worship him as a teacher are like Guo Jiangzhiqing. There are many genius disciples among them, and he doesn't like it.
Because he had a disciple candidate sixteen years ago. The reason why he wanted to put all three of them under his control was that he was not sure which one of them was; the other was that all three of them were indeed good.
In a small place like Yunshui City, such an achievement can be achieved. When placed in the Celestial Gate, all three of them have at least broken through the Qi Gathering Realm. He was very pleased to receive such a disciple.
However, one person is not willing right now.
Fang Bai thought for a long time, but still shook his head. Although cultivation is important, the affection in his heart is even more important. He is indifferent because he doesn't care.
And what he cares about, the blood is always boiling.
Master, there is only one person in the past and this life!
Mu Qiuyang, who was kneeling on the ground, lowered his head, his eyes flickered with triumphant and sinister colors, he didn't expect Fang Bai to refuse. That's fine, it's easy to deal with Fang Bai in the future.
Bai Qianxue's complexion is indifferent, without joy or sorrow, but she is making waves in her heart.
Fang Bai’s pride is a humiliation to her. A person she once looked down upon turned out to be a genius who was no less inferior to her from a well-known trash.
At this moment, she and Mu Qiuyang both chose to apprentice, but Fang Bai refused. In Bai Qianxue's view, Fang Bai has surpassed her in personality.
What really worries Bai Qianxue is, on what basis Fang Bai? Why does it rise? Why reject the sect master of Tianjimen?
"That's it!"
The middle-aged man sighed: "Maybe you and I don’t have the fate of being a master and apprentice, so I can’t force it. If you go down first, someone will naturally arrange you."
Fang Bai turned around and walked out of the main hall. An old man with an old face was standing outside the hall long ago. The old man didn't say a word, and walked down the mountain with Fang Bai.
The peaks are steep and the mountain roads are tactful. It is very difficult for ordinary people to walk. The old man led the way without rushing, and Fang Bai's speed increased to the extreme, barely keeping up.
When it was halfway up the mountain, the old man led Fang Bai into a two-story attic, the Deacon Hall.
The hall was empty. A middle-aged man with a gray complexion saw someone coming in. He looked up and hurriedly got up, "Old, why are you here?"
"This is a new disciple, you can arrange it." After the old man said, he turned his head and left.
When the old man left, the gray-faced middle-aged man looked at Fang Bai and said, "Since I am a new disciple, I will introduce our Tianjimen to you.
There are three divisions in the gate, Wu, Zhen, and Dan. Sect Wu is the master of martial arts, the master of formation is master of formation, and the master of alchemy is master of alchemy. The three sects have their own strengths. You can choose which sect you want to join. "
Wu! Array! Dan!
Martial arts, Fang Bai was a peeping expert in his previous life. How can his understanding of martial arts be comparable to that of the Tianjimen? In this respect, he is more than enough to be the ancestor of the Tianjimen.
The formation is no better than the martial arts, the powerful formation master is more terrifying than the martial arts power. But manpower is exhausted, and it's too difficult to do both!
Pill Dao, Fang Bai would not have considered it, but now it is different. How can he easily waste the treasure of the ancient sect of medicine, Wangzong?
What's more, the elixir of martial arts is indispensable. The reason Fang Bai went on an expedition to Wangzong of Medicine was because he coveted Wangzong's pill.
"I choose Danzong."
"Huh?" The gray-faced middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled: "Young people, have pursuits!"