"However, you are looking for your own death!"
The purple-eyed man changed his voice and shouted sharply: "Do you think that the family treats you unfairly, so you will betray the family? You have to understand that you are nothing without the family! What cultivation level are you now? Heh, you have formed a Nascent Soul I’m afraid not. According to your temper, if you could form a Nascent Soul, you would have come back to take revenge long ago. This is the fate of you leaving the family! If you were willing to swallow that breath at that time, let alone a Nascent Soul, according to your aptitude , plus the resources of the family, it must have reached the realm of crossing the catastrophe by now!"
Hearing these words, Bai Qianzhang's expression changed, but finally became flat again.
"Brother, you are right. My cultivation has been stuck at the peak of Jindan for five hundred years. I have neither the Nascent Soul Technique nor the Nirvana Pill. I hope to become a Nascent Soul!"
The big man in the stone tablet fell silent. It seemed that he was a little sad when he heard Bai Qianzhang admit it at first. After a while, he said in a deep voice: "Come back, bring back the beheading picture, and make an apology to the third brother. The family will look at it." In the face of the beheading picture, maybe I will forgive you for what you did before, and I will intercede for you, with the family's skills and resources, you still have hope to cultivate Nascent Soul!"
An indescribable anger appeared on Bai Qianzhang's face, and he said in a low voice, "Apologize to him? Brother, do you think I'm at fault too? It's that beast who did such a bad thing, yet you want me to apologize to him , but how should my child deal with herself?"
The person in the stone tablet was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Is this important? Seven hundred years can't make you let go of this matter? I thought, since you are willing to contact me, it is because you have already figured it out... "
Bai Qianzhang's voice became cold and severe, and he said: "I contacted you because I had figured it out, so what about the so-called Tianjiao giant? Your baby may not really be able to live as you wish, and rule the world! My lifespan is about to run out now. It's all over, but I'm going to use the remaining lifespan to sharpen a good sword, mess up your world, and let you know that you regret it... "
The person in the stone tablet breathed heavily, and shouted in a low voice: "Old Jiu, don't do stupid things..."
"Snapped… "
Bai Qianzhang stroked the purple stone tablet with his palm, and the stone tablet exploded immediately, turned into stone powder, and disappeared.
The stone tablet was destroyed, and the last trace of relationship with the family was broken. Bai Qianzhang seemed to have settled a huge worry, his face returned to normal, he got up, put his hands behind his back, and walked slowly into the cave.
At this time, Fang Xing had already drank a few sips of the spirit wine in the gourd, and was slowly refining to restore his spiritual power. After this refining, he felt that something was wrong with his situation. Like a beast in heat, it continuously devoured the spirit energy after the spirit wine melted, which was 10% more than the limit of the spirit energy it could hold normally.
Obviously, his cultivation base has not improved, but the spiritual energy has been refined more, as if the spiritual energy in his body has been refined once.
After performing the skill of catching dragons and controlling cranes, Fang Xing also obviously found that he seemed to be more comfortable using this supernatural power, and its power was also stronger. With the same cultivation base, he could cast more spells than before 10% power.
Why is this happening
Fang Xing held the wine gourd and thought about it for a while, and gradually came to his senses.
Could it be that it has something to do with the flame that appeared in his body when he comprehended the beheading diagram
That flame, burning one's internal organs, eight meridians, fascia and bone marrow, is equivalent to washing one's body
The more I think about it, the more likely this is possible, because Fang Xing obviously still remembers that when this kind of flame burns in his body, it feels like he is breaking steps, and breaking steps often has two main functions, the agility double The third level is to wash away the impurities in the body so that you can reach your limit, and the fourth level is to break your limit and let yourself have a higher potential.
The fifth and sixth levels of Smartness will be a process of cleaning up, and the seventh level of Smartness will be the process of breaking the limit for the second time.
There are eighty or ninety levels of agility, and it is also such a small cycle.
Fang Xing now thinks back, when that kind of flame burned in his body, he seemed to have a feeling of being broken.
When Lie Yan ignited in the body, it felt like taking the broken rank pill and rebuilding himself.
After thinking about it for a while, Fang Xing faintly felt that he had guessed the key point, but he was not sure. After thinking about it, the white-haired guy should understand, so he wanted to come out and ask him, and went outside the cave to have a look. But seeing that he was in a daze, he came back again, wandering aimlessly in the cave, but saw that the cave was extremely elegant, with not many decorations, just a few elixir plants and a few classics.
But it's such a simple layout that makes the cave look quite meaningful. Of course, Fang Xing couldn't appreciate the so-called charm at all. He just walked around and looked around at the ornaments in the cave. Brave the thief!
These pills are pretty good, but it's too ugly to put them here, so let me keep them!
This jade bottle seems to be a magic weapon, so it's inappropriate to put it here, so I'll keep it!
Hey, these classics are worth a lot of money, they are dusty here, what a waste, I will use them as waste!
Just as I was trying my best to search for treasures in here with my buttocks, there was a faint voice: "Have you picked it?"
Fang Xing chuckled, put down the elixir tree he had pulled out with great difficulty, and said, "It's almost there..."
Turning his head, he saw Bai Qianzhang standing at the entrance of the cave with his back to the sun in his white clothes fluttering around, his body seemed to be inlaid with a layer of gold.
"You come with me..."
Bai Qianzhang did not scold him for handing over all the stolen goods as Fang Xing was worried about, but called him softly.
Fang Xing was guilty of being a thief, so he had to obediently follow him out, pretending to be a good boy.
Bai Qianzhang sat down in front of a stone table in the cave, called Fang Xing over, touched his arms and back a few times, and said to himself: "Sure enough, as I guessed, the picture of beheading actually contains It is the method of refining and tempering the body by immortal flames..."
He fell silent, as if thinking hard about something.
Fang Xing stood and waited for him for a while, seeing that he hadn't opened his mouth, he sat down on his own, and suddenly saw a fruit tree beside the stone forest, he didn't know its name, but the fruit on it was very pleasing red, so he Reaching out to pick two, after tasting it, I suddenly feel sweet and juicy, the flesh is extremely fat and tender, the juice flows down the throat, and it turns into aura, which is very comfortable.
He was impolite, and as soon as he found out that it was delicious, he immediately picked another seven or eight pieces, and he devoured them hungrily, dripping with juice.
When Bai Qianzhang came to his senses from his contemplation, there was already a pile of fruit pits on the stone table.
He looked at the few green and astringent fruits left on his red jade peach tree that bears fruit every three hundred years, and then at Fang Xing who rolled his eyes, he couldn't help but smiled wryly: "As expected, he is indeed the inheritor of the gluttonous bloodline. , just like the ancient Taotie, wherever you pass, ghosts and gods will change, and no grass will grow. If I lead you into my cave, it can be said to be a thief..."
Fang Xingdao: "I just ate a few of your fruits, don't call me a thief, right?"
Instead of arguing with him, Bai Qianzhang smiled and asked, "You are in the Hall of Promotion, why don't you learn the four orthodox methods?"
Fang Xing scratched his scalp and said, "I don't want to make alchemy, and I'm too lazy to write. I can't even learn divination. I feel so stupid to be a blacksmith..."
Bai Qianzhang smiled slightly and said, "Tell the truth!"
Fang Xing blurted out: "Because these are too weak, I want to learn from the strongest!"
Bai Qianzhang smiled and said, "What do you think is the strongest?"
Fang Xing fell silent. He didn't know why he suddenly said what he was thinking just now, but since he had already started to say it, he couldn't help but say it all. After all, Bai Qianzhang gave him a good feeling. He is one of the few people who feels that he can tell the truth. Thinking about it this way, he said: "The strongest is the most powerful. I feel that Qingyun Nine Swords is the most powerful, because other methods are either Those who make alchemy must either be blacksmiths, but this formula is for combat!"
When he said this, his expression was rarely serious, because he remembered that night in Ghost Smoke Valley.
One person and one crane descended from the sky, the iron sword in his palm stretched like a dragon, and ghost smoke valley corpses littered the field...
If you have power, you can control other people's lives, but if you don't have power, so what if you have wealth
It's not like he will become someone else's mermaid after all...
Others practice, seeking longevity and freedom, and travel thousands of miles, which has no attraction for him.
His first understanding of Daoism was the powerful combat power it possessed, so what he sought was also combat power.
Bai Qianzhang listened to his answer, sighed softly, and said: "But you know, Qingyun Nine Swords may be the strongest in Qingyun Sect, but in Nanzhanbu Prefecture, it is not the strongest, and it is even very strong. Weak, even in the small Chufeng Continent, there are at least two or three formulas that are almost the same as it, maybe even stronger than it, so even if you learn it, you will not be the strongest!"
Fang Xing thought for a while and said, "Then I will learn this first, and then I will learn stronger ones!"
Bai Qianzhang laughed, and said: "The world's sects and aristocratic families all regard their own kung fu as their lifeblood, so they may not pass it on to you!"
Fang Xingdao: "Then I'll grab it, I have to learn anyway!"
Bai Qianzhang laughed and said, "But if you are not strong enough, how can you rob someone else?"
Fang Xing became distressed, pulled his hair, and said, "Then what do you say?"
Bai Qianzhang laughed, and said: "There is no strongest technique, but there are other things that are the strongest, and they are very suitable for you!"
Fang Xing's eyes lit up immediately, and he said, "What?"
Bai Qianzhang said indifferently: "Zhanxiu!"