"Brother, this is your first time in Beijing?"

After putting away the jade, Fang Yi said to Peng Bin who was looking out the window: "Stay for a few more days this time, I will accompany you to stroll around the capital. By the way, we just passed Caishikou. The ancestor of your Peng family who caused trouble was cut off Tan Sitong's head there."

"Hmm? Then I'm going to have a look."

Hearing Fang Yi's words, Peng Bin quickly turned his head back. The reason why the Peng family went away from home was obviously related to the ancestor who was an executioner. Since he came to the capital, Peng Bin naturally got the scene to take a look.

"Is Tan Sitong's head cut off by your ancestors?" Wei Mingcheng, who was driving, obviously didn't know this allusion. Hearing this, he looked at the two people in the back seat with a look of surprise.

"That's right, our Peng family was also famous in the domestic martial arts world back then." Peng Bin nodded proudly and told this secret from the clan.

"Fang Yi, I didn't expect that your sword was so big?" After hearing Peng Bin's words, Wei Mingcheng realized that the ghost-headed sword he saw at Fang Yi's house in Jinling was actually a fierce soldier who killed Tan Sitong. No wonder Wei Mingcheng felt a hint of palpitations when he saw the sword.

"There is everything in this capital, but the air quality is really bad."

When talking about the Peng family a hundred years ago, Peng Bin was unwilling to say anything more. He turned the topic elsewhere. After all, the Peng family was forced to Myanmar by their enemies. Now those enemies are still in China, but Peng Bin no longer has the intention to seek revenge on them.

"There are more and more cars, and there are many steel mills opened in the surrounding provinces. It would be strange if the air is good."

Wei Mingcheng curled his lips when he heard this. Wei Mingcheng disagreed with the country's destruction of the environment in the name of economic development. Especially after visiting Myanmar several times, Wei Mingcheng's deepest impression of it was the green mountains and clear waters.

"I can't live in this place for a long time. Fang Yi, I will leave Lao Long tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

Peng Bin looked at Fang Yi and said, firstly, he wanted to rush back to Thailand with Long Wanda as soon as possible and go to Europe. Secondly, Peng Bin's cultivation is now at the level of advancement to the innate level, and he is not interested in the turbid air floating all over the capital.

"Brother, you need to pay attention to safety when you go to Europe. When I arrive, we will go to Anthony Marcus."

Fang Yi nodded. After knowing that Peng Bin had practiced bone shrinkage, Fang Yi was not worried about his safety during this trip. He believed that even if Peng Bin and Anthony Marcus met face to face, as long as Peng Bin was not impulsive, Anthony Marcus would not recognize him.

"Don't worry, I won't be foolish in the face of him."

Although he acted carelessly, the more he encountered major events, Peng Bin became more calm. Otherwise, he would not have lived in the black market ring for so long. A person with a truly impulsive personality would have been beaten to death in the ring.

"Fang Yi, there is something you have to do to me." Wei Mingcheng, who was driving, heard Peng Bin and Fang Yi discussing their trip to Europe, said, "I also want to see this psychic meeting. Fang Yi, tell Mr. Song, let me follow me."

Wei Mingcheng is now an official member of the Hidden Group, and with his relationship with Fang Yi, so when talking about the Superpower Conference, Song Tianyu did not avoid him. When he was at the Hidden Group headquarters, Wei Mingcheng already knew the list of going to Europe this time.

Since China has not participated in the gathering held by cultivators for more than a century, the hidden group attached great importance to it this time. In addition to Song Tianyu, who led the team, the hidden group also had to go to five people. All of these five people were masters of acquired cultivation. In addition to Fang Yi, the innate master, the hidden group had to go to eight people.

Wei Mingcheng knew that he could not stand this grand event in terms of qualifications or cultivation. But after hearing that this time there might be a war between cultivators and psychics, the militants in Wei Mingcheng's body became active and he wanted to follow and see them.

Especially after knowing that there are martial arts in this world that can be evolved through cultivation, Wei Mingcheng was even more yearning for it. He had mentioned to Song Tianyu yesterday that he wanted to learn the martial arts of the hidden family, but the conditions proposed by Song Tianyu made Wei Mingcheng hesitate.

According to Song Tianyu, the martial arts of the Hidden Family have always been passed down. Wei Mingcheng can exchange for some more popular cultivation techniques in the Hidden Group based on his contribution to the Hidden Group. However, if you want to obtain the secrets of these Hidden Family, you must become a vassal family of the Hidden Family.

The hidden families also need to eat, drink, defecate, and their requirements are very high. Although they hide in the deep mountains, there are things outside in their families, and these are the contributions of those vassal families.

Moreover, in the conditions proposed by Song Tianyu, not only Wei Mingcheng, but also Wei Mingcheng's family must become part of this vassal. This makes Wei Mingcheng hesitant. After all, he can represent himself, but cannot represent the interests of the entire family, so he has never agreed to Song Tianyu.

In fact, after hearing the conditions proposed by Song Tianyu, Wei Mingcheng had cut off his mind to practice the hidden family's martial arts, because with the power and status of the Wei family in China, it was impossible for him to become a vassal family of the Song family. At least he could not get through that level of Master Wei.

"Brother Wei, you don't have enough cultivation, and it will be dangerous if you go."

When Fang Yi heard Wei Mingcheng's request, he couldn't help but frown. This trip to Europe was not a joke. When it was a practitioner from various countries in Myanmar, even Fang Yi was not sure of getting out of here, let alone Wei Mingcheng, who had just practiced some external kung fu.

"How can this cultivation improve without going through dangerous training?"

Wei Mingcheng shook his head stubbornly and said, "Fang Yi, I have never practiced authentic martial arts before. Maybe I am also a person with spiritual roots. Why don't you teach me some martial arts and I'll try it first?"

Although he was very close to Fang Yi, Wei Mingcheng was still very nervous when he made this request. He knew very well the importance of practicing martial arts to a sect. Even if he and Fang Yi had relatives, Fang Yi might not pass it on to him.

The reason why Wei Mingcheng did not directly ask Fang Yi for martial arts before was because he was benefiting from Fang Yi's glory when he entered the hidden group and did not want to rely on Fang Yi in everything.

This is also Wei Mingcheng's thought of the martial arts too simply, thinking that he could get the practice by entering the hidden group, but he didn't expect that everyone in the hidden group regarded his own martial arts as a secret that was not passed on, and outsiders could not get in touch with them at all. In desperation, Wei Mingcheng now put his hopes on Fang Yi again.

"Brother Wei, is it necessary to talk to me so much?"

When Fang Yi heard Wei Mingcheng's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Wei Mingcheng and laughed. How quickly his mind was turned around. Wei Mingcheng's trick was seen through by him at once.

"Aren't I afraid that you won't teach me the martial arts?" Wei Mingcheng blushed and said with a wry smile: "Old Song is willing to teach me, but he wants the entire Wei family to become a vassal of their Song family. I can't agree to this."

"Old Mr. Song has such a big appetite? Can he eat the entire Wei family?"

Fang Yi really didn't know about this, and he was stunned again when he heard this. If the Wei family really became a vassal of the Song family, then the Wei family's future in the army would probably stop there. The rulers would never let the Wei family, which had no independence, take charge of the military power.

"It's not my fault for Mr. Song. The conditions offered by others are almost the same."

Wei Mingcheng sighed. Not only did he mention this matter to Song Tianyu, he also explored Zhang Yi's words. Zhang Yi proposed the same conditions as Song Tianyu. If you want to learn the martial arts of their family, you must first become a member of their family. This is the most basic condition.

"Brother Wei, don't agree to them. I'll pass on your skills first. You can try practicing."

Fang Yi said, in fact, Wei Mingcheng himself was thinking complicated. Even if Wei Mingcheng spoke to Fang Yi before, Fang Yi would not refuse. He could not teach Wei Mingcheng's ancient heritage, but the skills he had learned from his master before could still be passed on to Wei Mingcheng.

Whether Wei Mingcheng has spiritual roots can be roughly seen as long as he practices the skills taught by Fang Yi. After Peng Bin practiced the skills taught by Fang Yi, his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds, and he directly entered the realm of qi refining and transforming into gods from the outside and inside. If Wei Mingcheng could do this, he would probably be a person with spiritual roots.

"Okay, Fang Yi, I... I will definitely practice seriously and will never let your skills down!"

Hearing Fang Yi's words, Wei Mingcheng was so excited that his whole body trembled. He really didn't expect that Fang Yi would agree as soon as he spoke. If he had known this, Wei Mingcheng would have racked his brains to ask Song Tianyu and others.

"Brother Wei, we all have no need to say such things." Fang Yi shook his head and said, "This time I go to Europe, I will ask Mr. Song to take you to experience it, but this trip is dangerous and unpredictable. If something happens, don't blame me."

Fang Yi knew that although Wei Mingcheng's kung fu was good, he had experienced too little hardship. In Peng Bin, the so-called confrontational competitions in China were like children playing house, and there was no danger at all. If Wei Mingcheng wanted to make a breakthrough, he had to go through the tempering of life and death.

"Fang Yi, don't worry, even if I die outside, I will not lose the Wei family's people!"

Wei Mingcheng's eyes showed a firm look. Mr. Wei's eyes were very accurate. Among his descendants, Wei Mingcheng was actually the most similar to him. When Mr. Wei held a big sword, he dared to fight with more than a dozen Japanese soldiers. Wei Mingcheng also had such bloodiness in his bones.

"Is it that I asked you to go to experience, but I'm not asking you to go to die. As for what I said, it's so tragic?"
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