Seeing Miss Zhou like this, Fang Yuan frowned, then turned back to the valley and went to drink his morning tea.
The temper of this unruly young lady should be tempered. It is best to wait until she can't stand it anymore and leave by herself, then everyone will be happy.
As for sympathy or something
Could it be that he was joking about this unruly young lady
In the valley, Fang Yuan chopped firewood, made a fire, and cooked rice porridge and morning tea. A smell suddenly overflowed, and even Zhou Wenxin sniffed unconsciously, her stomach growling.
She stepped forward unconsciously and came to the mouth of the valley, but she was stunned and did not dare to go in.
Although Miss Zhou is a bit arrogant, she is not a fool. Fang Yuan warned her so solemnly yesterday that if she breaks the rules again, even her father will not be able to save her.
Besides, the last scene of those powerful servants having their hand tendons cut off by white light was also firmly engraved in her heart. How could Zhou Wenxin dare to be so presumptuous
There was no choice but to enjoy the aroma of the valley and chew the hard dry food, not to mention the grievances in my heart.
…
In the valley.
Fang Yuan and Hua Hu Miao each held a small bowl and drank red jade rice porridge, but they had no intention of helping the other.
This spiritual rice is precious. Didn’t you see that even Fang Yuan had porridge for breakfast? Regardless of whether they are one person or a mink, they are all cherished very much and have no intention of sharing them with outsiders.
"Even though my pearl jade crystal rice is of the highest quality, if you eat it for a long time, it can nourish your qi and body, and increase your vitality..."
Fang Yuan thought about it and sighed again: "We have run out of spiritual tea, and there is not much red jade rice... Now that I change my morning tea to ordinary tea every day, it makes me miserable. If I don't even have spiritual rice, how can I live like this?" How are you doing?"
"Giggle!"
Next to him, the flower fox marten raised his little paw in a very spiritual way, indicating that he felt the same way.
“In the final analysis, it’s still spiritual fertilizer!”
Fang Yuan stared at the flower fox and mink: "I asked you to take me there before, but you always pushed back and blocked me. What about now? I am already a martial arts expert in the fourth level. How is my strength?"
"Giggle?!"
The flower fox marten licked up the last drop of porridge water in the bowl, then reluctantly put down the bowl and came to the open space.
"Oh? Do you want to practice with me?"
Fang Yuan perked up and became interested. He knew that Hua Hu Diao was also a little unsure about his current self, and it would take an actual battle to confirm.
"bring it on!"
After killing Song Yujie that time, Fang Yuan also discovered that the experience he gained in actual combat was far more than what he usually gained through hard training. So what else could he say? When he saw the fox and marten like this, he was immediately eager to give it a try. , came to the field.
"Don't hold back!"
Fang Yuan took a deep breath, and his palms suddenly became as black as ink, and the veins bulged like earthworms, spreading upwards, and his arms became thicker.
"This is basically the route that my inner breath has traveled, and my body has been amplified?"
Among the parts strengthened by the Black Sand Palm, the palms are the strongest, followed by the arms, then the chest and lower abdomen. As for the other back, legs, head, etc., they are completely dispensable.
There is no way, Black Sand Palm is of low level, and it is not a defense-focused technique at all. It can also strengthen both palms and arms, which is already very good.
"Hiss!"
On the other hand, Hua Hushun found that Fang Yuan, who was originally ordinary, suddenly became dangerous, and the hair all over his body stood up slightly.
call out!
It pressed its claws to the ground, and its entire body suddenly turned into a white lightning, coming to Fang Yuan like a flash of lightning.
Tsk!
The sharp claws brought strong wind, cutting the face like a knife blade and causing pain.
"Well done, that's it, don't hold back!"
Fang Yuan struck out with a palm, his eyes widening.
He only fought against the flower fox once, that is, when they met for the first time under the moonlight. At that time, the intelligence of the flower fox was far less intelligent than it is now, and he was just a mortal who didn't know martial arts at the time.
At this time, both of them were making progress, which made Fang Yuan's blood boil even more, and he wanted to touch the bottom of the flower fox and marten.
"The black sand is wild!"
When he thought of this, the palm of his right hand suddenly turned black, with a fishy aroma that was as intoxicating as a mandala.
"Hiss!"
Seeing this, the flower fox and marten did not dare to attack him at all. The figure drew a zigzag trajectory in mid-air, avoiding it as nimbly as lightning, went around behind Fang Yuan, pierced the air with a claw, and came suddenly. .
"Reflexive palm!"
Fang Yuan turned around and struck out with another palm. In the strong wind, the fox-sable jumped away nimbly, but there were three bright red claw marks on his thick arm.
"Huh? The attack power is very high, but the defense power is very low!"
Seeing such a flowery fox and marten, Fang Yuan immediately made a conclusion in his heart.
At this time, his energy was focused on both arms, and a small wound was nothing. With a little movement, the muscles would automatically clamp on, stopping the bleeding and relieving pain.
"Okay! Come again!"
When Fang Yuan reached the climax of the battle, he shouted loudly, and his palms seemed to bring up black wind, flying sand and rocks, and even more poisonous, causing the fox and marten to retreat again and again, but they did not dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool.
"Hmm... Huahu Miao's real strength is that even the martial arts masters at the seventh and eighth levels are afraid of him in terms of attack. As long as he doesn't specialize in hard skills, he will suffer a big loss... But the defense is too weak. A martial arts master at the fourth or fifth level They can break through defenses, but their shortcomings are more serious, and they can only be made up for by speed... "
After the battle, Fang Yuan felt that he was not strong enough and took the lead to stop: "Stop!"
He always has to exert all his strength to force the fox and marten to retreat, and his inner breath is consumed very quickly.
If the competition continues like this, the final result will definitely be that the fox and marten are better.
"If I were a five-level warrior at this time, I would be able to sustain it for a longer time. Especially if I could break through the injury gate and condense my inner breath to form internal strength, I would be able to last longer. I should be able to defeat the flower fox and marten by then. …”
Fang Yuan clenched his fists, quite satisfied with his progress.
Especially after seeing that Black Sand Palm's proficiency has increased a lot, the smile on his face widened: "Very good, Hua Fox Marten, I will have to come several times a day for sparring like this from now on!"
"Hiss..."
On the opposite side, the flower fox marten stuck out its tongue feebly. For it, facing such a vicious palm wind and having to pay close attention to deal with it at all times is also very tiring, okay
"Giggle!"
However, seeing Fang Yuan transform from an ordinary person to this in such a short period of time, even the flower fox and marten was a little surprised, and he raised his little paws again and made gestures.
"Okay?"
Fang Yuan saw its contents and felt ecstatic.
Can the place where the spiritual fertilizer is finally open to me
Once you have an endless supply of spiritual fertilizer, the output of spiritual tea and spiritual rice will not be a problem, and you will definitely be able to improve quickly!
…
Qinghe County, Koujiazhuang.
This Zhuangzi is also considered powerful in the county. Most of the people in the village are people with the surname Kou. Of course, the most important thing is that there is a master of palm skills, Kou Feng who created his own black sand palm!
But at this time, the entire Kou Village was shrouded in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
The raging flames went up several feet and swallowed up the originally thick and spacious manor. In the Kou Family Manor, the sound of killing was loud, and a disciple of the Ling Sect started killing with no expression on his face.
Facts have proved that in the face of the overlord-level forces in Qinghe County, the resistance of the entire Koujiazhuang seems extremely small.
"Elder Song has an order to kill all the chickens and dogs in the Kou family village!"
"kill!"
…
Amidst the many chaotic shouts, a black shadow jumped out from a certain large house, its palms turned into pitch black, and brought up gusts of evil wind. All the disciples of the Guiling Sect who came close covered their throats with expressions on their faces. He fell to the ground extremely pale.
"Song Zhong, you are going too far!"
The black shadow roared, and it turned out to be an old man with white hair and beard: "The rules of the world are that no harm comes to the family. Even if something happens, you only go to me. How dare you do this?"
"The rules of the world?"
Song Zhong, who had been gloomy all the time, moved.
As soon as he moved, his whole body floated toward the old man like catkins, and his movements were as fast as a ghost.
"Black Sand Palm!"
The old man used his lifelong skills and pushed forward with both palms, pushing the poison to the extreme.
Everyone in the world thinks that Black Sand Palm is famous for its strength, but little does it know that the most powerful thing is its use of poison. Only true disciples of his lineage can pass on this kind of know-how. The old man's skills have naturally reached the peak, and he has even had adventures. After breaking through the threshold of the injury gate, he became a master of martial arts at the sixth level, and was well-known in the county.
"Black sand palm, quenching poison!"
Song Zhong's face was still indifferent, with disdain in his eyes. He suddenly took his right hand, drew a circle, and then drew it.
Click!
In the old man's shocked eyes, his left palm and right palm collided with each other. The huge force mixed with poison immediately caused his arms to be fractured, his body to be seriously injured, and he vomited blood and fell to the ground.
"You can be considered a talent if you can break through the Black Sand Palm to the sixth level, but you are far from knowing the horror behind the injury door!"
Song Zhong leisurely said: "As soon as I touch the injury barrier, my whole body will be injured! When I reach the Jingmen Gate, I will be exhausted and exhausted! The death barrier is the most terrifying. If you don't achieve death, you will die! There are three dangerous passes in martial arts, and each level is more difficult than the last. I have broken through the Jingmen Gate. The internal energy in your body is as condensed as steel, how can you shake it with just a little bit of poisonous internal energy? Instead, I counterattacked, and my life is at stake!"
"Elder Song... I have offended you, but why is it like this!"
The old man looked at the devastated scene and couldn't help feeling sad.
"It doesn't matter if you offend me. I originally wanted to talk about the rules of the world, but now that Yujie is dead, what do I have to worry about..."
Song Zhong spoke calmly, but the more he did, the more horrified look appeared on the old man's face: "Did you think it was me? No no!"
"It doesn't matter, anyway, none of your direct disciples can escape!"
After Song Zhong finished speaking indifferently, he pointed a finger between the old man's eyebrows.
This old man who had broken through six levels, condensed the black sand palm to an unprecedented level, and transformed the inner power of the black sand, just fell limply to the ground and turned into a corpse.
Seeing the death of the old man, Song Zhong's face was not very happy, but with a look of doubt: "According to those servants, Yujie died from the poisonous black sand palm, but it was not this dead ghost, how many of his How can a direct disciple be Yujie's opponent? What did I miss?"