I have a little bit of talent

While Fang Mu was fighting with Nezha's incarnation, in the Great Zhou world outside the world of Qingxu Peak, in the Fang Mansion in Yangzhou City, thousands of miles away from Yizhou, Fang Lu was meeting guests in the front hall and receiving Bai Mo, the governor of Yangzhou.

Although Bai Mo was the governor of a state, in charge of all affairs in Yangzhou, and a high-ranking official of the Great Zhou Dynasty, with high power and extraordinary status, no matter how prominent his status was, it was nothing in front of Fang Lu. If he had not been born in Yangzhou Academy and had not met Fang Lu in his early years, he would not have been qualified to visit him.

At this time, the two of them were having a pleasant conversation. They did not mention too many national and family affairs, but instead focused on family matters and their children's future.

"Brother Fang's twins are like dragons. I envy them to no end. Zheng is about to marry the princess, and Mu is famous all over the world, with the title of invincible master. My Xiaoxiao and Mu have been friends since childhood, but they are far from being good enough!"

Bai Mo sighed as he drank tea, his handsome face now filled with worry.

His only son, Bai Xiaoxiao, is Fang Mu's childhood friend. The two of them grew up together with Huang Ren, the son of Yangzhou Academy, and have a very good relationship. They were once called the Three Evils of Yangzhou by the powerful people in Yangzhou city.

However, now that the name of Grandmaster Fang Mu had spread far and wide, all the aristocratic families, big and small, in Yangzhou City had heard of him, and so they kicked him out of the list of the three evils of Yangzhou, reducing the three evils to two.

When Bai Mo thought about how Fang Mu had achieved such success and had even entered the Baiyun Temple, a holy place for Taoism, to practice, he would surely reach a higher level of cultivation once he returned with success, while his own son was still neither high nor low. He could not help but feel envious.

As the governor of a state, Bai Mo naturally has extraordinary cultivation and has long reached the perfection of a grandmaster. He is only one step away from the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head. He is also an important figure in the Great Zhou and has a very high status.

Having reached his level of cultivation, if there was anything else that he cared about, apart from breaking through the barriers and achieving the realm of true man with three flowers gathered at the top of the head, it was only the future of his children.

"Brother Bai, you are too kind. Mu'er is still young. Although he has made some small achievements, he does not deserve such praise from you."

Hearing Bai Mo's praise, although Fang Lu tried to stop him on the surface, he was extremely happy in his heart. Even if he was an almighty powerful being who had reached the innate realm, he would still be willing to listen to more good words about his son.

"This is not a compliment, but a fact."

Bai Mo had known Fang Lu for many years, so he could tell that his old friend was in a very good mood and was quite pleased with what he said. He smiled inwardly and said again:

"Mu Ge'er is currently practicing in the Baiyun Temple Holy Land. If he were to break through the Xuanmen Heavenly Stele, he would definitely be listed on the Heavenly Stele List and achieve the miracle of becoming a Grandmaster!"

Fang Lu was about to reply, but his expression suddenly changed. He uttered a light "hmm" and then relaxed.

However, it was the old Taoist who eliminated the god-killing sword intent with a flip of his hand, and Fang Lu sensed it!

"Brother Fang? But what's wrong?"

Noticing the sudden change in Fang Lu's expression, Bai Mo was shocked and couldn't help but stand up and asked hurriedly.

"Nothing, nothing, let's continue chatting."

Seeing that Fang Lu refused to reveal anything, Bai Mo could only suppress his doubts and resume chatting with him. Although he knew that the change in Fang Lu's expression just now must have been because of Fang Mu, he didn't dare to ask since he didn't say anything.

While Fang Lu was talking to Bai Mo calmly, he secretly used his innate spirit to calculate Fang Mu's current condition.

With the blood bond, Fang Lu easily dissipated the secrets of heaven and saw Fang Mu fighting fiercely with Nezha's incarnation in the Tianbei space. Nezha had the upper hand. His real body was in the small world of Qingxu Peak, guarded by Taoist Chen Wei and many other Baiyun Temple masters, so he was safe.

"He has actually reached the twentieth floor. It looks like this kid has a lot of opportunities."

Seeing that Fang Mu was not in any danger and had already reached the twentieth floor of the Tianbei Space, Fang Lu finally felt relieved and showed a rare smile on his face, which made Bai Mo, who was talking to him, look at him sideways.

"Why is this guy laughing all of a sudden? Could it be that praising his son makes him so happy?"

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The twentieth floor of the Tianbei space, above the vast ocean.

Nezha's soul was still in the sky, overlooking the earth, watching Fang Mu and his incarnation fighting continuously. Countless sea water was lifted up and down by the sword energy and gun light, causing a huge wave.

But his mood at this moment was completely different from before.

If before he still viewed Fang Mu as a rare and potential opponent with the mentality of a senior examining a junior, then after experiencing Fang Lu's sword attack and meeting the old Taoist, he had truly regarded Fang Mu as a peer and no longer dared to underestimate him.

"Being called a destined person by my great-grandmaster means I will probably have another elder above me soon. It will be hard."

Nezha's little face wrinkled into a ball, and he shook his head and smiled bitterly.

He knew that although the old Taoist was indifferent and did nothing, what he said must be true. Since he said that the boy had a connection with him, he might have wanted to accept him as his disciple.

And once Fang Mu becomes the Taoist master's disciple, he will be above himself in terms of seniority!

"This kid is also lucky. He has inherited the legacy of that person and has been favored by his great master. He will surely soar to the sky in the future and achieve innateness without any obstacles. It is unknown whether he can go further."

When he thought about Fang Mu's good luck, even with his tempered mind, he couldn't help but feel envious.

But when Nezha saw that his avatar was being beaten back by Fang Mu and was about to be defeated, he felt envious and admired him.

"Although this boy's cultivation is not worth mentioning, his combat power is almost invincible in the same realm. This kind of talent is indeed rare in ancient and modern times. No wonder he was favored by Master Uncle."

One's own family knows one's own business. He is not a person who underestimates himself. Although he has experienced countless battles since his practice, he has seldom been defeated. He believes that his combat power is unparalleled in the same realm. Fang Mu, who can defeat him in the same realm, must have much more talent and understanding than himself.

Fang Mu was fighting fiercely with the incarnation of Nezha at this moment. His sword skills were constantly improving. At this moment, the incarnation of Nezha was almost powerless to fight back. He could only rely on his spear that kept breaking and reuniting to barely resist, and it was difficult for him to attack anymore.

Although he didn't know that Nezha's soul was watching the battle in the sky, Fang Mu still didn't dare to take it lightly. He swung his two black swords and chopped them horizontally, transforming into two black lights that kept moving and spinning above the sea, hitting the three-headed and six-armed incarnation of Nezha, who was forced to defend himself from behind and suffered terribly.

Layer after layer of air waves continued to explode, forming an enormous vortex on the sea surface. In the center of this vortex, two black lights moved rapidly, sword energy flashed, and murderous intent boiled, locking the three red lights firmly and unable to move. The red lights were looming, and the light color flickered, as if they would be extinguished in the next moment.

As the saying goes, if you defend for too long, you will lose. Finally, with the attack of the God-Slaying Sword Intent again, after shattering two spears in succession, the remaining force pierced into the shoulder of Nezha's incarnation, while the other God-Slaying Sword Intent firmly locked the third spear, preventing it from attacking to save itself.

After being hit, Nezha's incarnation suddenly paused, his lifeless eyes were dim, and blood splattered on his shoulders. However, his third spear suddenly emitted a strong red glow and burst out with extremely powerful power. While raising another wave, it actually broke free from the shackles of the God-Slaying Sword Intent and stabbed towards Fang Mu's chest.