Summer days are always bright early.
At around six o'clock in the morning, the dawn has already dawned at the end of the sky, and the sun has bathed every corner of the city.
The morning glow is flourishing.
It means the recovery of all things and the prosperity of life.
Community rooftop.
Bathed in the morning glow, Fangzheng's whole body was warm, and there was a warm current flowing slowly in his body. It was the purest and most abundant life essence flowing in his body.
He played a set of boxing techniques over and over again, and practiced the "Prajna Brahma Sutra" over and over again, so as to continuously hone, harden, condense the muscles and bones of the whole body, open up the muscles and bones of the whole body, and stretch out the blood, muscles, cells, and organs of the whole body. Hone your whole body's life essence to be more pure.
"Prajna Fanzhao Sutra" can be regarded as his combination of all martial arts secrets for body training, such as "Yijin Xixiu Jing", "Arhat True Body", "Chunyang Gong", "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong", "Bone Forging Gong" and so on. The strengthened physical body is strong.
It is most suitable for practicing in the morning glow.
Because when the dawn breaks through the darkness and the east sun rises, it is the time when all things are revived and the magnetic field of life in the world is most active.
Punch over and over again.
Silently feel the warm current flowing in the body over and over again.
Fangzheng felt more and more that his realm was about to break through. The innate purple energy in the yang fire on his shoulder was like a mysterious thing hatching, faintly wanting to break out of its shell.
Fang Zheng silently calculated in his mind, if according to the current progress, he will break through in less than half a month.
Entering the middle of the night tour.
Every time Fangzheng thought about it, there was a burning desire in Fangzheng's heart.
In the early stage of the Night Tourist, he has already been able to leapfrog the level and is not afraid of being a master in the middle stage of the Night Tourist. Once he breaks through to the middle stage of the Night Tourist, he is afraid that he will be the first under the Day Tourist. Ordinary night tours make him a master in the late stage, he will be fearless.
If next time he encounters an antique-level powerhouse from the previous era like the corpse king, he will have the strength to fight.
The more Fangzheng thought about it, the more his heart became hotter. He wished that half a month would come soon. He had always been curious about what kind of thing would hatch out of the purple energy in the Yanghuo on his shoulder
Time passed by every minute and every second.
As the world slowly recovered from the silence, the fire sun of the East Sun began to rise higher and higher, and the sound of car horns became more and more loud, gradually breaking the tranquility of the city streets in the early morning. Fangzheng counted the time silently. He was about to come to the balcony to dry the quilt and clothes... He let out a mouthful of turbid air in his body, and the turbulent breath gradually calmed down, and he began to collect his energy.
In any case, there are some people in the community with mixed eyes.
The noisy environment after six o'clock in the morning is already somewhat unsuitable for cultivation.
The rooftop of the community where Fangzheng is now is naturally the community where he lives.
Just like in the past, he had brought Yiyi and Xiao Hei home before dawn.
At this time, Fang Zheng, who had finished his work, began to count all the achievements of his party in Siam while he still had the last bit of free time.
On the first night after he came back, he had no spare time to count his gains.
It was only now when I was alone that I finally had time.
On the human skin scriptures, the first and most conspicuous ones are the special runes that overflow with a faint green light.
"one two three… "
In the final settlement, there are a total of twenty-four special runes! !
Among the twenty-four special runes, the Siam group alone accounted for as many as thirteen! !
The trip to Siam was actually more than his savings in the past six months, Fang Zheng was overjoyed and frowned slightly.
This just shows that as the spiritual energy recovers longer, the originally silent terror is waking up from the silence at an accelerated rate.
The more later stages, the more restless the world will be!
The world has become more dangerous!
During his trip, he was the old corpse man, the strange corpse law king, and various forces, and it was really a turbulent whirlpool.
And all the things he encountered in Siam, if he had only been a fledgling for a few months, he would have died countless times.
After accumulating twenty-four special runes in one go, Fang Zheng became rich all of a sudden.
Twenty-four special runes, if converted into ordinary runes, there are also 214 ordinary runes.
Of course, this account cannot be calculated in this way.
The usefulness of special runes is far greater than splitting them into ordinary runes.
It will only be more useful in the future.
The source of the martial arts cheats he is strengthening now is only at the low level of martial arts, and there are concepts of middle martial arts and high martial arts at the top...
As for the ordinary runes on the human skin scriptures, when Fang was counting them, they flickered and twinkled, almost blinding Fang Zheng's eyes.
After the final count, no more, no less, exactly 499 ordinary runes.
Just one ordinary rune is short of five hundred integers.
This almost killed Fang Zheng's obsessive-compulsive disorder.
These ordinary runes are basically wool obtained from Southeast Asian head-down masters and witches. He almost swept Southeast Asia this time.
To be more precise, it was the Ghost Bride who swept Southeast Asia alone.
Every time he thinks about it, Fangzheng wishes for such a good thing to happen every day, without killing his life, there will be such a great thing, and everyone will settle for it.
Thinking of this, Fangzheng sighed again.
He also knew that he was a bit too ruthless in cutting leeks this time. The blessed land was opened and all forces gathered. When he caught people, he cut leeks and almost bald all the practitioners in Southeast Asia.
For some time to come, the overall strength of practitioners in Southeast Asia is estimated to drop by a level.
However, Fangzheng's ability to obtain runes has now been strengthened. As his realm improves, the number of runes required for each practice also increases accordingly.
All the savings he had saved in the country in the past had been poured into cultivation.
Therefore, the four hundred and ninety-nine ordinary runes on the human skin scriptures are basically all leeks harvested from Southeast Asia.
"Every time you enter and exit, you always maintain a certain balance. This is a bit like the law of energy conservation..." Fang Zheng murmured.
Then, he looked down at the object in his palm.
That is a seed.
A grain seed that has withered and dried up.
The origin of this seed was obtained from the blessed land of Siam, the world under the tomb.
In the ancient village under the tomb, he killed the woman in the corpse house in the corpse mirror and destroyed the bronze mirror ghost, this shriveled grain seed appeared in his hand inexplicably.
At the beginning, because all forces gathered in the ancient village, there were many eyes and ears around, so Fangzheng was extra cautious and secretly hid the grains and seeds without revealing them.
Kill the woman in the corpse house, rescue the dead ghosts in the ancient village from the control of the ghost, and then inexplicably have a grain seed in my hand...
Fangzheng had guessed early on that the grains of grains probably came from the villagers of the ancient village who had died for hundreds of years.
It's just that what was given to him this time was not the ghost coin that carried the evil spirit.
But grain seeds.
But the meaning is the same, and they are all manifestations of sinful virtue.
"Perhaps, due to the difference in foreign cultures, Siam does not talk about ghost coins, so the ancestors of Siam gave me this grain seed?"
Back in the country, Fang Zheng, who finally had a safe environment to calm down, looked down at the grain seeds in his hands that had never been warm, cold, and shriveled like dead things under the sunlight, and guessed in his heart.
(end of this chapter)