Super Golden Eye

With the help of Goldeneye, Fang Yang clearly saw the improvement of the strength of the three of Jicuo. Although it is still in the late stage, there is still a gap between the late stage and the late stage.

Just like a student who just entered university, and the student who is about to graduate, the gap is quite obvious.

However, these people are all loyal to Fang Yang. The stronger the strength, Fang Yang will naturally be happier:

"If there is nothing else, I will stay here for another two days. If you have any questions, you can ask me at any time."

Wutu was still a little bit unwilling to give up: "Master Zhugu, don't you think about it anymore and hold a Fa conference?"

Fang Yang shook his head: "I won't consider it for the time being, and don't mention this matter again."

After the three of them looked at each other, they had no choice but to accept the status quo. Fortunately, Fang Yang also promised to stay in the Holy Land to give them some comfort.

For the next time, Fang Yang stayed in the Holy Land with peace of mind, pointing out the cultivation problems of the three major Dharma kings.

Time is running out, it is impossible for Fang Suo to distract and take care of too many people. The three great princes and him had an intersection, completely believed in the past, and spared no effort to teach them.

As for Li Anqi and Chen Mo, after getting acquainted with Han Mei, they have completely released themselves. Put on the mask every day and wander around the city near Blagoveshchensk, which is very pleasant.

But in Kunlun Mountain, Jiang Bochu’s room heard his angry scolding: "Who gave you the courage? Do you take what I said as the wind?!"

Withered Muben was injured, his spirits languished, and he muttered, "Didn't I also want to help you? Those two women are very close to Fang Yang. As long as they can be controlled, I am afraid that he will not follow?"

"If Fang Yang is controlled so easily, can he live to the present?"

Jiang Bochu looked at Withered Wood as if looking at a mentally handicapped person: "I've planned something, and I was messed up by you all, and it's all messed up! Who can tell me, what should I do next?"

Withered Wood was upset by the opponent, was injured, and was still being reprimanded. He felt even more uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but say a few words:

"How can it be? The three of us thought, Fang Yang has to be obedient if he has the ability?"

Jiang Bochu's eyes were cold: "Withered Wood, do you think that you are more capable and can do whatever you want? Dare to talk to me like this?"

Seeing the look in Jiang Bochu's eyes, Withered Wood couldn't help but fight a cold war: "I didn't mean that, but I feel that you take Fang Yang too seriously, to show others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige."

"That's because you don't understand Fang Yang!"

Jiang Bochu was very disappointed with Withered Wood: "Look carefully at his experience and battles, even I dare not say that I can survive in such a harsh environment!"

Withered Wood stalked his neck: "It's just luck."

"You..." Jiang Bochu said bitterly for a long time, but he didn't expect that the dead wood would still not enter the oil and salt, which made him very disappointed: "Go back to rest and recuperate, I will notify you if I have something to do."

Withered Wood had long wanted to leave. Hearing this, he didn't even say hello. He stood up and left in a stride.

When Wither Wood left, Chen Tao, who had been sitting in the corner, said quietly, "Actually, you don't have to say so much. Withered Wood's idea still makes sense."

Jiang Bochu looked at Chen Tao: "Oh? With your understanding of Fang Yang, it is really so easy to deal with, will you never succeed?"

Chen Tao said with a chuckle: "Hehe, I didn't succeed, because I don't want to use external force to deal with Fang Yang, I want to defeat Fang Yang by my own strength."

Jiang Bochu walked back and forth in the room a few steps with his hands behind his back: "But you failed, and even my plan was affected. Tell me what to do next?"

Chen Tao said nonchalantly: "How to do it is your business, I don't care. But I agree with one thing, that is, Fang Yang is really hard to deal with.

I always thought that I knew Fang Yang very well, but every time I stood across from him, I would find that he changed a lot.

The most terrifying thing is that even so, I don't know how strong his real strength is, as if I have never seen him go all out.

I don't deny your strength, but if you really are against Fang Yang, you may eventually lose. "

Jiang Bochu paused, thoughtfully: "It seems that the two of us haven't fought against each other? Why do you say that?"

Chen Tao said lightly: "Intuition!"

Jiang Bochu was a little funny: "Intuition? Can you define it arbitrarily based on intuition?"

Chen Tao didn't say much, "Believe it or not. I am responsible for the failure of this operation, and I will be more careful in the future. As for what you want to do, decide for yourself."

As soon as the voice fell, Chen Tao's figure quietly became transparent, and then disappeared. Jiang Bochu stood there firmly, lost in thought.

Three days later, Fang Yang didn't wait for Jiang Bochu's response, but instead waited for Zi Huan's call. Hearing Zi Huan's voice made Fang Yang a little surprised: "Sect Master Zi Huan, is there anything you want to do with me?"

Zi Huan's voice was a lot more polite than last time: "Mr. Fang, it is inconvenient to speak on the phone. I wonder if I can meet up for a while?"

Fang Yang refused in his heart: "No need? It doesn't matter if there is anything to say directly. It saves running back and forth, everyone is wasting time."

Zi Huan didn't expect Fang Yang to refuse so directly: "Mr. Fang, don't you think about it? I am very sincere!"

Fang Yang said: "I believe you don't know what happened a few days ago? Just because I met you once, Withered Wood and Chen Tao came to the door.

Had it not been for my luck, I still don't know what the situation is now. To be honest, if you are fighting with gods, I'd better not mix them up. "

Zi Huan paused: "No one thought that Jiang Bochu would act on the people around you so quickly. It seems that I still underestimated his ambition and determination.

But you have to think clearly, since Jiang Bochu has already started, is it possible for you to cooperate again? Will he really stop there? "

Fang Yang frowned: "Does Sect Master Zihuan have any ideas?"

Zi Huan said very sincerely: "Mr. Fang, I am sincerely discussing the matter of joining hands with you. There are only eight people who can enter the upper realm.

What's more, the dangers in the upper boundary passage are extremely dangerous, and no one knows what kind of crisis there will be. Eight people went in, but it was impossible to say how many could come out.

In terms of personal strength alone, I believe that among the eight people, Mr. Fang should not lose anybody, but what if magic weapons and pills are added?

The tens of thousands of years of inheritance between Kunlun and the Tianmo Sect is not a waste of name. The master's tricks, even a little external force, can change the entire battle. "

Fang Yang replied: "Sect Master Zihuan means that if I don't cooperate with you or Jiang Bochu, I will be completely isolated and eventually miss this opportunity, or will I be eliminated directly?"

Zi Fantasy said euphemistically: "I don't know what will happen in the future, just say what I want to say.

By the way, although I personally very much hope to reach a consensus with Mr. Fang and join forces to break through the barriers. But if Mr. Fang has other ideas, I would not rule out joining forces with Jiang Bochu in the end. "

Fang Yang was stunned: "Aren't you opposing? Can you really join hands?"

Zi Huan said indifferently: "There are no eternal enemies, only eternal benefits. There are other choices, so naturally they won't make such bad decisions.

But if there is no better choice, I have to weigh and make the decision that is best for me, don’t you? "