Fang Xian was too lazy to pay attention to the false name in the martial arts.
What he cared about was the spoils of war he got after killing Nie Yinlong with the information of Jinfeng Drizzle Building, and sweeping up the sub-rudder of Zhaixing Building again and again.
The size of two palms, a dark golden afterimage appeared in his hand.
Above, there are dense texts, moves, and various meditation techniques.
If you add the remnant picture of the white tiger in his hand, it will just form a complete innate unique skill - "White Tiger Seven Killing Fist"!
"It seems... At the beginning, this boxing method was divided into three parts, two of which fell into the hands of Zhaixinglou, and the other part was somehow hidden in an ordinary internal training method, and I found it by chance. …”
Fang Xian nodded and re-understood this complete innate skill.
The first two levels of 'White Tiger Seven Killing Fist' were similar to what he had learned before, except that there were a few more skills and moves.
What really moved him was the content of the third layer.
"The first layer of 'White Tiger Seven Killing Fist' is possessed by a white tiger, the second layer is acupuncture, and when it reaches the third layer, the starlight enters the body, borrowing the power of heaven and earth, so that every move can carry the spirit of heaven and earth in every move. Wei, this is the realm of the great master of the unity of heaven and man!"
"Starlight? This kind of thing really exists, can it be absorbed into the body?"
Fang Xian felt something was wrong: "If it's true, then it's out of the category of martial arts, it's supernatural powers and spells..."
He walked out of the cave where he temporarily sheltered and came to the outside world.
At this time, it was night, bathed in the splendor of stars, Fang Xian suddenly took a stance and practiced boxing under the moonlight.
Whoosh!
Now, between his movements, his moves are turning like a big white tiger.
"Thinking of the White Tiger Star in the Heavenly Palace, the light of the Seven Killing Stars has entered my body, hurried as a law!"
Fang Xian's spirit diverged, and the whole person was like a madman, in a trance.
The night passed and nothing happened...
"This third floor, won't it be fake?"
He took out the 'White Tiger's Seven Killing Fist Manual' and shook his head secretly: "Sure enough... the realm of a great master is not so easy to achieve..."
However, Fang Xian still has a gold finger.
With the thought of a move, a large amount of Hunyuan zhenqi poured into the attribute column.
A layer of martial arts perception emerged.
Boom!
Fang Xian's whole body was shocked: "To receive starlight into the body from a distance, requires strong mental will and state of mind support, and also has requirements for infuriating cultivation... Now I am still a lot worse..."
"Today, the most important thing for me is to keep fighting and traveling, to make the Primordial True Qi perfect, and at the same time to accommodate the forces of heaven and earth into my heart. When the time comes... everything will be a matter of course."
The martial arts perception in the attribute column does not make him directly cultivate martial arts, but clearly understand the way forward.
"Just taking this opportunity to travel around the world and see different scenery..."
This is what he wanted to do before.
At the same time, walking out of the Daqing Mountain, everything that he saw and heard appeared in front of Fang Xian's eyes.
The conflict of the martial arts, the trap of the martial arts conference, the betrayal of the golden knife...
"Jianghu, this is Jianghu... It's not the beauty imagined by the hot-blooded youth, but it is full of dirty blood, like a quagmire... Any martial artist who falls into it will not be able to get out..."
"The world is like a tide of people like water, just sighing how many people in the rivers and lakes?"
…
Great Morocco.
This country is located to the west of Yuanwu State, and further west, you can reach the 'Hengjue Mountains', where the highest peak in the mainland, 'Jietian Peak' is located.
In the west wind of the ancient road.
Fang Xian rode a thin horse and came to a post station on the side of the road.
People here dress differently from Yuanwu Kingdom, like to wrap their heads in headscarves, including black people with charcoal skin and blond Hu Shang.
Fang Xian was not surprised by this, bought wine and meat, and listened to some news while eating.
It has been a few years since he traveled the world. He once went boating in the East China Sea and faced off against many overseas masters. He also went deep into the south, fighting ferocious beasts in the rainforest, and went further north to the snowy plains, wanting to see the extremes of heaven and earth.
Now, there is still one last goal, and that is to climb the highest mountain!
'Climb the highest mountain, see the best view, be as free as the wind... '
At this time, although he was sloppy and stubborn, he was in a better state than ever before.
"Yuanwu Kingdom... Wu Ju..."
At this time, some vague conversations caught Fang Xian's attention.
It was a table in the southwest corner. A pair of grandfathers and grandchildren sat together with other FIT guests, chatting from time to time.
"Since the implementation of the new law in Yuanwu Kingdom, the blood fighting among domestic warriors has been decreasing day by day, which is a good thing... The little old man is going to bring his grandson, hoping to enter the martial arts school and take martial arts exams in the future..."
The grandfather looked at his grandson next to him with a doting face, and said with emotion.
"Hehe... Then you're going to be disappointed!"
Another warrior shook his head: "Now in Yuanwu, the 'Zhongzheng Official' responsible for evaluating the ninth-rank warriors is controlled by aristocratic families and major sects. Ordinary idle warriors, if they are not the lackeys of the aristocratic sect, can't stand out at all."
"What?" The old man's expression changed: "This... The little old man is in his hometown, but he has never heard of this..."
"Furthermore, in recent years, there has been a bloody storm in Yuanwu, but outsiders simply don't know about it. Even the always neutral Jinfeng Drizzle Building has been excluded from the country. It is said that it came to the development of the Damo Kingdom. After all, the business here is prosperous. …”
The warrior sighed again.
"The great master Chu Kuangren, Nie Yinlong, one of the two dragons, and Yuan Dingtian, the master of the six sects, Yuan Zongshi... Are there still a few top masters who died in Yuanwu country these years?"
A person next to him sighed: "However, in such a chaotic situation, there are new stars emerging... For example, the 'White Tiger Star Lord', it is said that he was less than 20 years old, and he was already able to kill the master and become the best martial artist in the world."
The old man was interested: "My little tiger, I like that senior the most."
"Haha... How many White Tiger Xingjuns are there in this huge river and lake? On the contrary, there are countless warriors who died on the side of the road and no one can collect their bodies... Moreover, the White Tiger Xingjun has disappeared since he killed Nie Yinlong. Maybe he is already dead..."
A young warrior suddenly sneered.
"What? How dare you curse the senior I admire?" Another young man wearing gloves roared: "I will never let you go with the iron fist."
"Huh? I'm afraid you won't succeed?"
The young warrior who spoke was holding a short spear, and the spear head was connected, like a hundred birds chasing a phoenix.
In an instant, the inn was in chaos, and many people were running around.
Fighting against warriors and accidentally hurting others is not a joke.
But after the two warriors made a move, their figure remained motionless.
If you get closer, you can also see the big cold sweat on their foreheads.
"If you want to fight out, don't be here, it's not good to accidentally hurt others."
Fang Xian put down the wine bowl and said.
He was groping for the use of the mind just now, released his aura slightly, and suppressed the two little guys for a while, but he did not expect the effect to be surprisingly good.