"Samadhi True Fire has the ability to temper the body, but whether you can master it or not depends on yourself!"
Bai Qianzhang didn't explain much, and directly explained to him how to temper his body with Samadhi True Fire.
What Fang Xing mastered on the beheading map, although it is only a ignorance, is also extremely powerful and dangerous. After all, this is the power that can only be mastered by major repairs after crossing the ninth level of calamity. It is simply a taboo. The person who created the beheading map borrowed an immortal The power that erupted at the end when he was chopped off sealed this anger in the beheading picture, leaving it for future generations to comprehend, which is already an unimaginable wonderful move.
But being able to realize it and mastering this kind of power are still two different things.
Before Fang Xing, there were nine outstanding Tianjiao disciples of Qingyun Sect for three hundred years who comprehended this picture, but only two succeeded, and the two successful people had the same fate, that is, they were burned in anger and turned into ashes .
Even Fang Xing was the same, if he hadn't comprehended the second true meaning of beheading at the most critical moment: Heavenly Sword Intent, and used the sword will to extinguish the Fire Intent, he must have been burnt to death by the anger in his body by this time. ashes.
But if he wants to use the true fire of samadhi to quench his body and embark on the path of supreme combat cultivation, he still has to rely on this anger.
Only with the real fire of samadhi that can be controlled by this kind of immortal can he refine the aura in his body and temper his physique.
This fire can't get out of control, and it can't be too weak. It must be guided and controlled slowly according to certain rules, just like practicing exercises.
Bai Qianzhang stayed in Fangxing for one night in the cave, while he himself went to Qingyun Sect's classics pavilion, and did not return all night.
When I came back in the morning, I said to Fang Xing: "I have read all Qingyun's collections, but I haven't found any formula that can fully exert the effect of the true fire of Samadhi. There is no other way. Now you can only practice the true formula of Qingyan forging to activate the true fire of Samadhi. Yes, I will adjust it slightly to make it more suitable for you, and it can also deceive people, although this tactic cannot exert the strongest power of the Samadhi True Fire, it is safe!"
After finishing speaking, he gave Fang Xing his modified Qingyan forging formula, and Fang Xing silently wrote it down.
After Bai Qianzhang gave Fang Xing all the exercises, in Fang Xing's mind, he turned on the Yin-Yang God and Demon Sword again, and then gave the evaluation words. The level has risen from the middle level to the high level.
Fang Xing was speechless at once, thinking that Bai Qianzhang was even more powerful than he had imagined, and after reading all the books overnight, he was able to improve the middle-level formula and upgrade it to an upper-level formula. Far more rare than its cultivation base.
At the same time, he was admiring, but also a little suspicious. Since this white-haired man has this ability, why didn't he hand over this tactic to Qing Yunzong
Judging by his appearance, he does not seem to be an ordinary Qing Yunzong elder. What is his identity
Of course, Fang Xing would not really ask these questions, nor would he really spend time thinking about them. Inexplicably, he believed in this white-haired guy, and even vaguely felt that he was somewhat similar to himself.
This feeling of belief rarely appeared in him, but once it did, it was extremely strong.
On the other hand, Fang Xing has the ability to judge whether what Bai Qianzhang did to him is good or bad.
He has the Yin-Yang gods and demons in his mind, which can identify all spiritual treasures. If the things Bai Qianzhang taught him were malicious, he would have seen through them a long time ago. , or this improved version of Qingyan Forging True Art, are all really good things, there is no doubt about this!
Even if it is very dangerous to comprehend the beheading picture, it is only a danger that coexists with an opportunity, and Fang Xing agrees with this risk.
After all, wealth and wealth are sought in danger, if it is really a good thing that can be obtained without paying any price, he will be vigilant instead.
As for why Bai Qianzhang is willing to teach his own formulas, and whether there is any ulterior purpose behind it, Fang Xing doesn't care much, why should he train himself for nothing? It's normal to have any purpose, besides, even if I want to resist, where can I escape from this person's hands? It's better to learn what the other party wants to teach you as soon as possible.
Even if he really wants to force himself to do something in the future, if he has the strength, he will be able to resist at that time!
So under Bai Qianzhang's guidance, Fang Xing began to seriously practice the Qingyan Forging True Art.
At the beginning, Fang Xing comprehended very quickly the practice of Qingyan Forging True Jue. This tactic is very simple. It is to transform spiritual power into a light blue spiritual flame outside the body. The temperature of the flame is extremely high. The flame of spiritual iron used to forge magic tools, the word "forging true" in the name of this skill refers to the meaning of forging away the impurities of black iron and returning it to its true nature.
However, if it is used for fighting, because this kind of spiritual flame cannot reach far, and the spiritual flame burns fiercely and violently, it loses its agility, but its power is mediocre, and it is not even as convenient as the fire-dispelling technique in the basic spell.
However, when Fang Xing practiced this formula, his main practice was not to cultivate the spiritual flame of wrought iron, but to mainly use the method of turning the spiritual flame inwardly in this Qingyan training formula. He controlled the real fire of samadhi in his body with the mental method of Qingyan training the true formula, and then used the method of refining weapons to exercise his body and condense his own spiritual energy. Bit by bit, he refined his crystal clear body and condensed the purest spiritual energy. .
This method of tempering the body is very dangerous. When Fang Xing first started practicing, if he didn't pay attention, it would arouse his anger and raging, almost burning his body, and there were endless evil thoughts, which made him want to go crazy and go crazy.
Fortunately, when he was practicing, Bai Qianzhang worked day and night to protect him.
Once he appears to be in a state of madness, immediately give him a slap in the face to make him calm down, use the Heavenly Will Sword to extinguish his anger, and then use the last prepared elixir to repair his burns.
Even so, it was not until half a year later that Fang Xing began to slowly master the method of body training with Samadhi real fire.
At this time, he can finally accurately grasp the temperature of the real fire of Samadhi, and complete the tempering process by his own strength.
In other words, Fang Xing has mastered a powerful body tempering secret technique.
The reason why this kind of secret technique is called secret technique is because it is often controlled by great sects and ancient families, and is used to support one's own war repairers. Perhaps the secret technique can be shown to others, but this kind of secret technique is never It can be shown to others that even if the sect is destroyed, the secret technique is absolutely kept secret, because this is the foundation of a sect, relying on the strongest foundation in the world of practice.
In the past six months, although he has failed repeatedly and complete tempering has not been carried out a few times, Fang Xing's changes are also amazing. The young man is clean and bright, and seems to be full of vitality, but if you observe carefully, you will find that his skin has a jade-like smoothness, which is very magical.
In fact, if someone gets close to Fang Xing to study his body, he will find that his blood is different from ordinary people, stronger than adults, and the vitality of flesh and blood is almost three times that of ordinary people.
As for his aura, it is also three times purer than that of ordinary people. That is to say, compared to a person with the same cultivation level, he seems to have the same amount of aura as the opponent, but in fact the quality of aura is three times that of the opponent.
In the simplest terms, Fang Xing, who is at the fourth level of agility, has the strength of a monk at the fifth level of agility!
However, during this period of time, Fang Xing consumed three times more resources than ordinary people. All the demon pills he had had already been consumed, and Bai Qianzhang didn't really refuse to give up. Any of his resources, in fact, in the following three or four months, the demon pills and elixir that he consumed in the process of practicing the body tempering method were all provided by Bai Qianzhang.
Beside the stone forest, there is a green pool. This is a cold pool. The water is quiet and exudes a cold air, which stains the white stone by the pool with a layer of frost. At this time, Fang Xing is sitting cross-legged in the pool. Among them, the water in the pool is relatively shallow, and only spreads over Fang Xing's neck, exposing his small head, while Fang Xing closed his eyes slightly, silently running the Qingyan Forging True Art.
Gradually, his skin became blood red, and then a faint light emanated from his body.
Following Fang Xing's work, the frost on the white stones around the pool disappeared, and then slowly released heat.
Fang Xing's complete tempering has not yet been completed, and he is still running the Qingyan training formula. On the top of his head, beside his ears, and even on the surface of his skin exposed to the pool water, there are faintly strange flames. .
The flame seemed to emanate from his body, blue and purple, very strange, but full of spirituality.
Gradually, more and more heat rose from the cold pool, lingering and almost covering Fang Xing's body.
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After another half hour, the cold pool turned into splashes and became boiling.