"Fortunately, "The Picture of Flooding in the Underworld" saved my life today. What is the secret of this picture? What level of magic weapon is it?"
Fang Han was on the bed, took out "The Picture of Jiao Fu Huang Quan" and watched it non-stop.
That picture is still dark and hazy, a dragon-like snake crawling in the Yellow Spring River, obscure and secretive, revealing bursts of mystery.
But apart from the mystery, it is just an ordinary painting.
"Forget it, I'll study this picture after I have advanced my cultivation and know more about the way of cultivation." Fang Han was about to put the picture away.
"Ok?"
At this moment, he found that the picture seemed to be different from before.
In the dark and hazy Huangquan River with a faint twilight color, there seemed to be something swimming. Fang Han hastily looked over carefully, and found that the thing swimming in the Yellow Spring River on the screen was actually a ferocious human face made of black smoke. cigarette".
It was actually sealed in the Huangquan River in the picture.
"Could it be that this "Picture of Flooding in the Yellow Springs" can collect any magic weapon?" After looking over and over for a while, Fang Han couldn't take out the wandering human face from the Yellow Spring River in the picture.
"Although I can't use this picture, it can protect my life, but it's okay. I'll carry it with me from now on." Finding a rope, Fang Han used this picture as underwear and tied it close to his body. Wearing it like a bellyband on his body, he was completely relieved and went to sleep.
When I woke up, it was already midnight, the sky was hazy, and the night was quiet.
There is no watcher on this Feathering Immortal Mountain and Zidian Peak, but Fang Han is particularly sensitive to time after he has cultivated to the realm of divine power.
After turning over and getting up, after washing, he stood on a cliff on the mountainside, practiced his fists and kicks, rose and fell, and faced the abyss below without taking it seriously.
This is him practicing courage, practicing on the edge of a cliff, exercising his body, his spirit is highly tense, his whole body is tensed, and he is more stable.
Originally, he was on the edge of the cliff, and his legs were still a little numb, but after riding the crane to the sky, he felt that his courage had increased. Deep down, he seemed to have an extra layer of "bravery".
It is precisely because of this feeling that he decided today to practice again and make a breakthrough.
In the physical state, after training the divine power of the fifth stage, there is a watershed in the first stage. Many masters, even disciples of aristocratic families, have always stayed in the realm of divine power, unable to break through at all.
Because there is something inherent in the realm below, which requires a sudden inspiration and an enlightened comprehension. The latter realm, the qi in "breath", the inner in "inner strength", the "courage" in "brave", the "spirit" in psychic, and the "change" in divine change, are all things that can only be understood. , something unspeakable.
People who are more capable of breaking through the realm of "divine power" are those who are extremely talented or lucky.
It can be said that if one breaks through the "divine power", one can be qualified to pursue the mystical realm of supernatural powers, otherwise nothing will be discussed.
Fang Han seemed to have realized something today.
After a round of boxing exercises, he stood on the edge of the cliff, feeling his breath boiling, he stopped quickly, took a breath in his mouth, and kept coming in and out, like "washing rice and vegetables".
This is a method of breath cultivation, called "naughty", it doesn't mean to be naughty, but to wash rice, gold, and sand with big waves, to wash away the waste gas and exchange it for new energy.
This is the method taught by Bai Haichan in the "Seven Star Fist".
Goo-doo, goo-doo, goo-doo...
A stream of breath, like bubbles, in the throat and lungs, hesitating and sifting, the breath is in the body, churning non-stop, the breath drives the blood, the blood oppresses the heart, and the strength of the whole body is affected by the breath.
All of a sudden, Fang Han entered a state of ecstasy. His body stood on the edge of the cliff, precariously, as if he would be blown down by the wind at any moment, but he didn't realize it, and entered a new realm. .
The impurities in the blood of the whole body seem to be washed away in this constant mischievousness. "When the big waves wash the sand, you will see gold"!
In the end, it came to an end in one breath.
Puchi!
Fang Han let out a long cry that was clearer than Fairy Crane's.
His muscles, bones, and internal organs seemed to be much tighter again, and at the same time, his ears became extremely clear, and he was immediately alert to any disturbance, comparable to a mouse in action.
This is the realm of the sixth level of "breath" in the physical realm. The whole body is extremely sensitive, and the reaction is more flexible. The internal organs begin to be hardened and condensed, and the impurities in the flesh and blood are gradually refined and eliminated.
Fang Han felt that he had boundless energy, and at the same time felt that he could clearly "see" that deep in his heart, the "Nine-Aperture Golden Pill" was constantly emitting powerful medicinal power.
At the same time, he slightly tried to direct his heart, and the heart stopped beating slightly immediately, the "Nine-Aperture Golden Pill" was hidden deeper, and the medicinal power stopped spreading.
At this time, no one could see that there was a panacea hidden deep in the core of his heart.
Now, he can hide even deeper.
"Who?"
At this time, Fang Han felt a slight wind behind him. He is very sensitive now, he can hear all kinds of things, his eyes are all directions, and he responds to the slightest disturbance.
Turning his head around, he found a woman in fluttering white clothes, like a fairy in the Dragon Palace, who was Fang Qingxue who had been in seclusion for a month.
"Those who can break through the realm of divine power, refine to the sixth level, and the level of aura are all very talented. They have potential. It seems that among the children of the Fang family, there are very few who have reached the sixth level. What's your name?"
Fang Qingxue looked at Fang Han and asked.
"So Miss doesn't remember me? My slave Fang Han. It's the person who was ordered by Miss to raise spirit beasts a month ago." Fang Han's heart moved slightly, and he said hastily.
"Fang Han? Huh? I seem to have the impression that you are the servant who occasionally ate the guts of the one-horned viper?" Fang Qingxue thought for a while, and seemed to remember.
Fang Han lied to Fang Qingxue when he said that he had eaten the inner liner of a one-horned viper. He really got the Nine-Aperture Golden Elixir, but Fang Qingxue didn't seem to know how to investigate these mundane things carefully.
Fang Han felt that only the masters of the mystical powers could make Fang Qingxue remember deeply, and the rest of the things would pass without leaving a trace.
She doesn't care about anything about mortals anymore, this kind of mentality is really powerful.
"It's the slave." Fang Han said hastily.
"Well, yes, it's a pity to let you raise spirit beasts after reaching the realm of the sixth level of breath. Since you are a member of our Fang family and have strength, you can get the corresponding status. It just so happens that the disciples of the outer sect of the Yuhua Sect are still there. If there is a place for our Fang family, you can fill it." Fang Qingxue said slightly: "You go to the outer sect to practice, if you can be promoted to an inner sect disciple, maybe you can get a spiritual weapon for our Fang family." Fang Qingxue said indifferently typical.
"Huh? You actually gave me a place as an outer disciple!"
Fang Han couldn't believe his ears when he first heard it.
He stayed on Zidian Peak, no matter what, unless he cultivated to the mystical powers, he would be a slave. But if you become an outer disciple of Yuhua Sect, it will be completely different!
Immediately prominent status!
In these days, Fang Han already knew that all the outer disciples of the Yuhua Sect were disciples of the Dali Dynasty, or the powerful disciples of several other dynastic families on the border of the Dali Dynasty.
Now, like these powerful disciples, he was able to enter the gate wall of the Yuhua Sect, his status has improved by leaps and bounds! Leap thousands of miles, from slave to nobleman.
And in the Yuhuamen, you can learn many things.
Fang Han also knew that if he blindly worked behind closed doors, it would be impossible to cultivate to the mystical realm. The rapid progress now is only due to the power of the Nine-Aperture Golden Elixir.
From the realm of divine power to the realm of breath, it has been stagnant for a full month, which can be seen.
If you continue to work behind closed doors, I'm afraid that it will become more and more difficult in the future, and you will stay there for one year, two years, three years... indefinitely.
"What virtue and ability can a slave have?" Fang Han said tremblingly.
"If you can cultivate to the realm of the sixth level of breath, you are virtuous and capable. In this world, you don't look at your status, but only at your strength. Only strength is eternal. Our Yuhuamen, every year, let the Dali Dynasty, the Dade The three dynasties, the Great Xu Dynasty and the Great Xu Dynasty, came to pay tribute, not relying on the belief in immortality, but on the strength, all right. You pack up today, take my handwriting, and go to the place where the disciples of the outer sect signed up, so that I won’t be there forgotten."
Fang Qingxue flicked her fingers, and from nowhere, a snow stick slowly flew towards her, and then a cloud of purple lightning condensed on her hand, which condensed into a few words on the snow stick, flickering on and off non-stop, as if she had spirituality.
Fang Han took the snow lottery, and saw the purple lightning on it, condensed into eight characters: "Fang Han, outer disciple, record!" Simple, like a warrant.
"True disciple, how powerful is it? Sure enough, the greater the power, the greater the power?" Fang Han said inwardly, and quickly put it away.
By the time he collected the letter of introduction, Fang Qingxue had disappeared.
"Miss, I'm raising spirit beasts? To whom?" Fang Han hurriedly shouted, but there was still no sound. It turned out that Fang Qingxue had gone to seclusion again.
"Forget it, Fang Qingxue doesn't care about anything, she can do whatever she wants when she's in the mood, she's so free and easy. With the Myriad Beast Card in my hand, I can at least communicate with Fairy Crane, which is very helpful for my outer disciples. Being an outer sect disciple has an extraordinary status. Now, the eldest lady, Fang Qingxue, has been kind to me... Bai Haichan has also been kind to me, so what should I do in the future? Forget it, what are you thinking about now, I will talk about it later."
Fang Han sorted out his complicated mood.
Outer disciples... what are they like