With Wei Qingxuan's intelligence, he immediately realized that something was wrong. "Dad, could it be that our Wei family has offended him?" He frowned and said, "Then you have to talk to me carefully. It depends on how deep the offense is. With Fang Qingyang's character, it is easy to be his enemy, but it is difficult to be his friend." "He's not your dissatisfied brother!" Wei Han said angrily, "Before, at the market, Fang Qingyang took a fancy to something. He had to grab it, but he didn't grab it. He was kicked by someone. He couldn't save face and called Wei Hui later. Fortunately, nothing happened next. Massive conflict!" "That guy Wei Hui, he succeeds more than he fails. He hasn't made any progress in so many years. Qinghe and he are the same, they are two pieces of mud that can't hold up the wall!" "fine." Wei Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled, "It's just a verbal offence. It's not a big problem. For adults, it just depends on how much it costs. I will find ways to repair this relationship." "but......" Wei Qingxuan's voice changed, "Although my second brother is very talented, he is not learned or skilled. I suggest that he be taught a lesson. He has a pure mind, but he has developed such an arrogant and domineering character. Dad, you also have a lot of responsibility." !”
Wei Han pondered, "Then what do you think we should do?" "Leave it to me. I will train him for a period of time. After a month, his personality will definitely change and he will completely restrain himself." Wei Qingxuan said every word. Seeing Wei Han's hesitation, he added, "If he is allowed to develop like this, he may go completely wrong in the future!" "good." Wei Han nodded, "Sorry to trouble you." Wei Qingxuan called one of his men, "Throw the second young master into the Soul Heart Formation and let him experience it for a month." The subordinate shuddered, Soul Heart Formation? This is a formation that has been passed down from ancient times in the Wei Mansion. The training inside is very arduous, focusing on the soul and focusing on the heart. Over the years, many disciples in the Wei Mansion have been tortured to the point of death. Even Wei Qingxuan suffered a lot in it. Wei Qinghe was unwilling to enter this place even if he was beaten to death. You can imagine how dangerous it is inside! This time, it’s for real! "And I will pay my respects to Fang Qingyang in person. Dad, go and prepare a gift for me. Give me that low-level prince-level magical sword, as well as ten high-level magical power-level elixirs with different effects, and five high-level magic swords. Waiting for the magical power realm spirit pattern..." As Wei Qingxuan spoke, Wei Han's face became increasingly ugly, "Are you sure you want to give him all these treasures?" "It's a shame that the child can't trap the wolf!" Wei Qingxuan looked determined, "Sincerity is not something you say, it's something you give. Our Wei Mansion is now in a dilemma. How can we break the situation without resorting to some means?" "That's right!" Wei Han felt a little distressed, but he still gritted his teeth and approved.
... ... Inside Dongchuan Academy. The east courtyard was already boiling, and every student was cheering. On the contrary, the other three houses were quiet. Some students wanted to cheer for Fang Qingyang's performance, but they realized that something was wrong. The two sides were enemies. Isn't it unfair to cheer for the enemy? Students from the East Campus spontaneously stood at the door to welcome Fang Qingyang’s triumphant return. Fang Qingyang stood in front of the academy gate, with a touch of emotion in his eyes, "Thank you all senior brothers and sisters for taking great care of me since I came to the East Campus. I can establish myself in the Sword Dynasty without your contribution." "Haha, the elder has decided to set up a record stone tablet for you in the east courtyard. This is the same treatment as Fang Xuanxiao!" Zhang Baoxuan laughed and felt proud. Fang Qingyang scratched his head, feeling a little weird. While you are still alive, why should you erect a special monument for yourself? But forget it. Everyone is very happy and can do whatever they want. "Qingyang, the general is waiting for you inside." Meng Huan came over with a smile on his face. He realized what a correct decision it was to recruit Fang Qingyang to the East Hospital. It not only saved the East Hospital, but also enabled the East Hospital to stop its decline and turn around in one fell swoop! "good." Fang Qingyang took a deep breath and strode into the palace. He was looking forward to it. Because, you can find out a lot of information about your father from Murong Jiu. In the main hall, Murong Jiu was sitting alone, his fierce and murderous aura still undiminished, his eyes sharp and unflappable. Seeing Fang Qingyang arriving, he raised the corners of his eyes and smiled, "Qingyang, come and sit down." Not much life. It was like an elder whom he had not seen for many years was greeting him eagerly. "I've met Uncle Murong." Fang Qingyang greeted him neither humble nor overbearing, and immediately sat down, "Uncle Murong's War King's Code has given me a deep understanding, and it has been very helpful in improving my combat power. In the past, although my body was strong, I could not use it flexibly and could not perform well. Take advantage.” Murong Jiu was very happy, "You can learn it because you have a strong understanding. I have put it on the plaque for many years, but so many geniuses have never understood it. Originally, I thought Fan Yu was the most promising, but then I didn't expect it to be you!" "But it's okay, you are Brother Fang's son. I have no heirs, so I consider you half-father. If you call me uncle, I will teach you all my life's martial arts knowledge!"
He waved his hand proudly, "In the future, you decide whether you want to follow the path of physical education like your uncle, or major in swordsmanship!" "Cultivation of swordsmanship." Fang Qingyang did not hesitate, "But, minor in physical fitness!" "Like the swordsmanship you showed in battle?" Murong Jiu's eyes flashed, "Come on, attack me with your arrogant sword skills!" As expected of an iron-blooded general, he just gave up and attacked him after just a few words. Fang Qingyang nodded, he grabbed the Dragon Emperor Sword in his hands, his arms bulged with large muscles, his anger sank in his dantian, and he suddenly struck forward with the sword. This sword did not have the sharpness, sharpness, and dexterity that sword cultivators are good at. Instead, it was as thick as a mountain. It was like a giant beast from the wild that suddenly crashed forward, destroying everything it passed. No one dared to resist it. "Bang!" Murong Jiu stretched out one hand and blocked the sword. The Dragon Emperor Sword hit his arm, making a deafening roar. The entire hall was shaking, and sand and stone dust fell rustlingly. "good." Murong Jiu nodded, "This sword comes from the straight punch in the fourth chapter of the War King Code. You just used the sword to show your fighting skills. After combining the thickness and hardness of your body, you are far better than ordinary people." The sword move is powerful!” This is already a high praise. Fang Qingyang couldn't wait to explain, "Uncle Murong, my Great Wilderness Divine Sword Technique is of a very high level. It has a fusion effect on all swordsmanship and martial arts that are lower than its own. It absorbs all things and embraces all rivers. So whether I practice swordsmanship or physical fitness, All can be seen in this set of swordsmanship.” "But, the main foundation must be the sword!" "Because, I am a sword cultivator!" Fang Qingyang spoke every word, his voice serious and decisive.