"You know that’s good."
Fang Yu stood with hands clasped behind his back, looking around, "Second question, is the origin of Mandala limited only to the Secret Realm?"
Upon hearing this.
Song Gusheng nodded and said:
"Years ago, an ancestor of the Bai Ze lineage acquired this object from the Secret Realm. That is all I know."
Fang Yu rembered the Secret Realm next to the Nine Layers Hall of the Lu Family, well aware of its dangers.
In his previous life as the Dragon Emperor, he had entered there once. He acquired many Heavenly Treasures from it. However, it was also filled with dangers, and one could easily be devoured by wild beasts.
But...
How could Mandala appear in the Secret Realm?
Moreover, Mandala was left to him by his own mother. If it ca from the Secret Realm, then where did his mother get the Mandala from?
There are many mysteries here, needing to be solved.
Speaking of which.
Fang Yu’s face beca serious, and he said in a cold tone:
"Today’s matter ends here... Dr. Song, until now, are you still unwilling to release my master?"
Upon hearing this.
Song Gusheng was startled, hurriedly shouting towards the doorway: "Soone..."
"Master." The two disciples were still utterly confused until now.
"What are you dawdling for, quickly bring out Master Fang!"
"Yes!"
Shortly after.
Old man Fang Ju, brought over by two disciples of the Ancient Life Hall.
Fang Ju looked panicked. Upon entering the hall and seeing Fang Yu and Chen Daotian, he couldn’t help but exclaim in shock: "How are you here as well?"
He rushed forward, grabbed Fang Yu’s arm, and said, "Good disciple, you go first. I’ll hold them off..."
Fang Yu didn’t move at all.
"You run quickly! These people are all experts! Especially that one, I don’t stand a chance against him at all. I’m guessing, he’s much stronger than you," said Fang Ju.
But really.
Old man Fang Ju, no matter what situation he faced, always looked sowhat comical.
Just then—
Song Gusheng ca in front of Fang Ju, bowed and said: "Junior did not intend to offend the senior, please forgive !"
At the sa ti, the expert Li Xuan, whom Fang Ju feared, also approached him, bowed and said: "Junior did not intend to offend, please forgive !"
This made Fang Ju feel awkward.
What kind of play is this?
"What are you doing? Trying to confuse ? I warn you... I don’t have Mandala! My disciple doesn’t either, he’s too foolish, even if he had it, could he still hide it until now?"
Fang Yu: "..."
Chen Daotian couldn’t help but cover his mouth and snicker.
These words made Song Gusheng’s face very awkward.
"Senior... this is all a misunderstanding. I don’t want the Mandala anymore," Song Gusheng said.
"Don’t want it anymore?"
Fang Ju was still full of suspicion and wariness.
At this mont, Fang Yu said:
"Old man, stop dawdling... Let’s go, let’s go ho."
"Huh? Go ho?"
"Yes, do you plan to stay here and live forever?" Fang Yu asked.
Fang Ju quickly shook his head.
Fang Yu turned around to leave.
But just after he took a few steps, Song Gusheng spoke: "Please wait a mont."
"Uh?" Fang Yu couldn’t help but be puzzled.
While everyone was puzzled.
Suddenly, Song Gusheng approached Fang Yu, knelt down on both knees, and said, "In my lifeti, I’ve devotedly studied dical arts and beca a Heaven Rank Doctor. I have also saved countless lives. Since seeing your dical skill, only then did I understand what real dical art is... You are the bright moon in the sky, while I am humble as dirt... so, considering that I have once saved lives, please take as your disciple!"
With these words.
Li Xuan was stunned.
All the disciples of Ancient Life Hall present were also stunned.
Only then did they realize how profound Fang Yu’s dical skill was. Their master compared the difference between them to the moon in the sky and the dust on the ground!
Old man Fang Ju was also dumbstruck.
Looking incredulously at Song Gusheng kneeling on the ground.
Such a formidable master, yet he is kneeling and bowing in front of Fang Yu.
During the return to Jiangzhou, what exactly did Fang Yu do?
anwhile.
Fang Yu frowned slightly and said indifferently, "Stand up and speak."
Song Gusheng stood up.
With respectful deanor.
Fang Yu looked at him and said, "Your aptitude and talent are very good. Unfortunately, you are too old... To master the Taiyi Divine Needle alone, you need to practice during the hottest days of sumr and the coldest days of winter, starting from childhood. You have already missed the best ti."
Upon hearing this.
Disappointnt flashed across Song Gusheng’s face.
However, the disappointnt was fleeting as Song Gusheng then said, "What the teacher said is correct. To fulfill my wish, I earnestly request the teacher to accept my daughter."
Fang Yu was stunned.
Chen Daotian was also taken aback.
What does he an by ’accept his daughter’?
There seed to be so ambiguity in these words!
Li Xuan was even more surprised; he knew how much Song Gusheng cherished his daughter and couldn’t believe he would so readily part with her.
By no coincidence—
A light and agile voice ca from outside the hall.
"Dad!"
Everyone looked over.
They saw a chubby girl with a ponytail standing at the doorway, smiling brightly.
Song Gusheng excitedly said, "Wan’er, you ca just in ti..."
"Dad, aren’t you usually very busy? I see many people lining up outside. What’s everyone stunned about?" This girl, nad Song Wan, was Song Gusheng’s only biological daughter.
"There are honored guests here, co..." Before Song Wan could refuse, Song Gusheng stepped forward, grabbed her wrist firmly, and said solemnly, "Quickly kneel to the master!"
"Eh?" Song Wan was stunned.
Fang Yu’s gaze fell on Song Wan.
He couldn’t help but slightly furrow his eyebrows.
Although one’s appearance is not necessary for studying dicine, Song Wan’s appearance really did not inspire the eagerness to accept disciples.
"Dad, I’ll just learn dical skills from you, I dare not learn from him, I want to learn from you..."
Hearing this, Song Gusheng scolded:
"This gentleman’s dical skill is far superior to mine, not to ntion you, even I can only refer to myself as a student before him, how can you be so unappreciative!"
Upon hearing this.
Song Wan looked at Fang Yu in surprise.
"But... he’s not much older than ..."
"Specialization in art, the accomplished one leads; age is not an issue," Song Gusheng said.
"Dad, weren’t you pushing to go on arranged dates? Why not... choose him? His dical skills are so great, and he’s handso too..."
Before she could finish speaking, Song Gusheng quickly scolded, "Shut your mouth!"
Fang Yu also realized sothing.
He thought to himself, God, who would want to marry such a woman and not be crushed to death?
Song Gusheng’s face was embarrassed as he looked at Fang Yu, about to say sothing.
Fang Yu then said solemnly, "I have no intention of taking disciples at the mont... Let’s not bring this up again."
Song Gusheng looked disappointed.
But just then, Song Wan wrapped her arms around Song Gusheng’s arm, pointed at Fang Yu, and whispered softly, "This guy looks stern, that’s no fun... The one next to him isn’t bad either."
Chen Daotian shivered.
His eyes widened as he hugged Fang Yu’s leg, and said, "Master... I haven’t cleaned the house yet, it’s getting late, I should go back to clean..."
"..."
After speaking, Chen Daotian ran out of the hall.
Fang Yu couldn’t help shaking his head; this guy... really missed his calling as an actor.
Song Wan suddenly called out, "Don’t go... young man..." and then she chased after him.
"..."
Song Gusheng sighed and said, "My daughter has been spoiled since she was young, my apologies for any embarrassnt."
In the Great Thousand World, what kind of person is not there?
Fang Yu expressed no concern.
Just as he was about to leave, Li Xuan saluted and said:
"Before coming here, I heard so rumors that the Young Master of the Black Mountain Sect has disappeared, and they are investigating... Coincidentally, I know one of the targets they’re investigating... and that’s you, Mr. Fang."
" being investigated?" Fang Yu thought for a mont, and realized the Black Mountain Sect was indeed making their move.
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