Nangong Fan stood in the crowd, surrounded by people, but they all seemed to ignore his existence, and went straight past him, as if he was on this plane at all.

Nangong Fan felt as if it had only passed in the blink of an eye, and it seemed that several lifetimes had passed, and the whole person was in a trance, and he couldn't tell where he was.

Nangong Fan's eyes were misty, and he walked along with the crowd alone and numbly, and the figure of the elegant young man had long been lost around him.

It seems that the elegant young man only exists in his fantasy, and he has always stood alone in the sea of people, drifting with the tide.

Nangong Fan has been reminiscing about the pictures churning in his mind.

It was as if he had a dream, in which he turned into a giant bear like a hill, standing on the earth and roaring to the sky, like a fish in water, and the whole environment was full of kindness and joy to him.

A roar shocked the sky, and the demons crawled, like the emperor's words, heaven and earth surrendered.

The demons fought each other again in his eyes, and the laws of survival and the law of the jungle were vividly and exquisitely expressed.

He seemed to have turned into a condor, and the sky was his home field, and every time he spread his wings, the wind and clouds surged, with a fierce offensive.

The bear and the eagle are like the earth and the sky.

Both of them are peerless demon kings, and their demonic energy is boiling and sweeping the world.

The demon, the naked flesh collided, even if there was spiritual power, it was to assist the advantages of the flesh, and the earth shook under a punch, and the wind and clouds changed color between the wings.

Nangong Fan's body slowly diffused with a fragrance of earth, his whole body became a lot heavier, his legs seemed to be connected with the earth, he seemed to hear the sound of the earth pulsating in the depths of the earth, his heartbeat couldn't help but match it, and an indescribable Dao rhyme boiled between his body, Nangong Fan couldn't help but murmur comfortably, he felt that he had turned into a small fish, returned to the embrace of the sea, and could swim in all directions.

Although this was an extremely wonderful illusion, Nangong Fan also felt that he was completely different from before.

Under Nangong Fan's unconsciousness, the colorless spiritual power in the dantian revealed wisps of brown brilliance, with a kind of tenacity and perseverance that was different from the grass and trees.

At the same time, there are two more rotating illusory balls of light in the space of Zhihai, floating in mid-air, one is brown with a heavy breath, and the other is demonic with an endless breath, like two seeds planted, waiting for the opportunity to take root and sprout.

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There are three thousand avenues, in no particular order.

Everyone's enlightenment is different.

There are countless laws before the road.

Those who have attained the Tao will condense the Tao with ten thousand laws.

Like water, water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize a boat.

Everyone looks at things in different directions, and it is difficult to agree on the Dharma of enlightenment.

There are those who have attained the Tao, written books, established sects, and educated the eternals, from which there are 300 Taoist classics.

The Taoist canon is the supreme treasure of the martial arts, which can lead people to understand the Dharma and condense the Tao step by step.

"The Recipe for Turning into a Beast" can be called a Taoist classic, and the way it condenses has been precipitated through thousands of generations, and there is no definite number.

Some people observe it and cultivate it with qi, and some people observe it and refine it. There are also spiritual initiates.

Some people look at it and take it as the foundation of blood, and some people look at it as the foundation of the demon.

Blood coagulation is the law, blood burning is the law, and blood flow is the law.

The demon is cruel and cruel, the demon is honest and honest, and the demon is the law of the weak and the strong.

And the ten thousand demons that Nangong Fan saw were based on survival. Cruelty is only for survival, and the law of the jungle is only for survival.

In today's Nangong Fan's eyes, the law of the demon is the law of survival, learning the demon is not to abandon the divine wind of the human race, just to learn his survival, heaven and earth are all spirits, and now the human race is respected, but the demon clan has also ruled the heavens for hundreds of millions of years, so there is naturally something to learn.

The rise of the human race is to absorb the essence of all spirits, remove its badness, and form its own system. What's more, the human world has gone through tribulations, and the bloodline of the human race is no longer defined by a simple person, as long as you are born in the form of a human baby, you can be defined as a human.

It's ridiculous to say that the Terrans have been divided for this reason, but the Terrans can rise because they are good at accepting new things.

The twelve forms of form and meaning in the "Beast Recipe" are the foundation, but they also contain various Taoisms.

The bear is as virtuous as the earth, and the eagle is as swift and fierce as the wind.

Nangong Fan practiced bear-shaped boxing for twenty days and nights without fear of hardships, and finally sublimated in this dream into a bear.

In the past, the bear shape was only vaguely outlined in my mind with the performance of the bear-shaped fist, but now I am the bear king, and the bear-shaped shape is vividly displayed in my mind and remembered. The bear-shaped fist is no longer like a floating root, and it has multiplied its power by relying on it.

Nangong Fan only felt happy but depressed at this time, and just wanted to find an open place to play a bear-shaped fist to vent.

With the flow of people to the outside of the city, hundreds of black-armored soldiers outside the city gate stood on both sides with swords in their hands, and ordinary people showed their tokens to them in a regular manner, and some first-time people who entered the city were indispensable to some unspoken rules to pass.

There are even some people who have tried and tested the unspoken rules in the past and do not work, and a few three or two people will take out a note and hand it to the soldier when the soldier comes forward, and the soldier will carefully look at the note for a long time before respectfully leading the personnel into the city.

Of course, these are the scenes of the previous days, and now this dragon city is completely closed, and only this west gate is open to the few gates that were opened in the past, and it is even more blocking everyone out.

The secret realm will be opened, and the fish and dragons will be mixed, unless the people who were in the city before want to enter the city now, it is more difficult than ascending to the sky.

But there are also people who can enter the city, most of these people are very pompous, riding demon beasts, accompanied by old servants, all of them are famous families on the earth. It's just that they also need to show a few things to enter the city, mostly palm-sized badges.

"He also said that he would strictly guard the people who came and went these days, and you see that those people have not to respectfully invite them into the city. ”

"Be quiet, do you know who the people who went in? The leader of the group that just entered was the one I had seen from afar, and it was the son of the Marshal of the Modu Mansion. It is said that the worst people who can enter the city at this time are the wealthy families in the first-tier cities. ”

"There was a guy who shouted just now, according to his own words, he was the eldest son of Lin Cheng, and he also injured a few soldiers, and it turned out that a general-level figure slaughtered all his servants and beat him half to death. ”

"If we make trouble here, we may be slaughtered directly, and the people of Dragon City will not put the criminal law of the last dynasty into their eyes. ”

"Alas, those of us who don't have the slightest foundation to earn some hard-earned money, don't think about going into the city at this moment. Let's sell it somewhere else. Make less money, rest for two or three months, and then think about entering Dragon City to do business. ”

Nangong Fan was silent with the few people who went out of the city and listened to the various wails of the people around him who couldn't enter the city, most of them were also hard-working people, and they came to Dragon City after a long journey, just to earn some spirit stones that could be used for their own cultivation, but it happened that the secret realm was about to open and Dragon City was closed, which was also unlucky.

Even if Nangong Fan has some compassion in his heart, the general trend at this time is not something that he, a small man, can change at all.

The secret realm of Dragon City will be opened, and the wealthy clan of Dragon City will naturally avoid fish in troubled waters, even if the entire Dragon City is filled in the secret realm, it will only be a drop in the bucket, and it will not prevent the wealthy clan from setting a threshold for this, blocking the opportunity for the untouchables in their eyes to be cultivated.

Treasures choose people, then they will block people, and treasures can only choose wealthy families.

Even if the person complaining at this time is a wealthy family at this time, he will make the same choice.

The root of human inferiority is nothing more than that.

Nangong Fan stepped out of the crowd surrounding the city gate and walked towards the empty space in the distance.

With each step, the vague pulse of the earth moved forward, even if it was just a stroll, a little faster than running before.

The city gate behind Nangong Fan gradually moved away.

Nangong Fan randomly found a fairly flat ground, stood up straight, his eyes were focused, and a giant bear seemed to appear in his mind, the giant bear stretched its body, and the huge bear paw waved forward with a monstrous momentum.

Nangong Fan's eyes flashed, with brown spiritual power flowing between his tongue, and he roared, with coercion, and even had the momentum of the Bear King.

The little bird walking on the ground ten meters away behind him shook its body in the roar and fell to the ground, its smart eyes crawling on the ground with fear.

A punch was thrown forward, the spiritual power in the body tumbled, condensed in front of the fist, brown light gushed out, and a trace of power came from the ground to match it.

It was like a giant bear bursting out with a fierce and domineering palm as the land pulsated.

The fist will is godly, barely it can be said that the bear-shaped fist is small, and the later practice is no longer the shape, but the fist will, and the fist will no longer be improved simply by punching a few times every day.

Nangong Fan naturally won't think about it for the time being, this punch made him feel relieved, as if something came out with the strength of the punch, the more he hit, the more he was happy, and the more he hit his body, the more comfortable he became.

What Nangong Fan didn't notice was that this time the bear-shaped fist was not only the dantian, but also the hot flow flowing out of the dantian to nourish the body, and the center of the foot also absorbed the brown subtle air flow from the earth and slowly flowed into the heart and dantian.

The more majestic the fist intent, the faster the air flow from the earth.

Each punch has a subtle improvement in fist intent, making it appear thicker.

The brown air flow precipitates in the dantian, such as laying soil in the dantian world, with a trace of gravity, and the air flow in the dantian gradually forms a mass under the action of gravity.

After the fight, Nangong Fan only felt that the dantian was warm, and a joyful roar came out of the open mouth, and the dantian aura finally became a small circle.

Inadvertently, Wu Zong is in the past.

Dantian has qi as the sect, qi into a group as a marquis, and qi into Zhou Tian as the king.

Qi has become a group, and he has become a martial marquis.

For spiritual practitioners, the amount of qi that can be absorbed depends on the thickness and width of the dantian.

Some people are full of anger and can't break through the current realm, in addition to the realm is not enough, the physical strength is also a big shackle.

The body can't contain more qi, and naturally it can't break through.

Nangong Fan absorbs the breath of the Heavenly Monument and comprehends the law, the law is just beginning, and the realm is naturally not a problem at present. And the physical body had already surpassed the current realm when absorbing the dragon crystal.

Playing Xingyi boxing every day, the air flow warms the heart, and inadvertently enters the path of spiritual initiation.

The beast transformation technique is not a mystical technique that can be imagined in the starry sky realm, but the essence and qi complement each other.

If it weren't for that, the domineering dragon qi contained in the dozen or so black dragon crystals alone could stimulate people to soar day by day.

The discomfort caused by the breakthrough of ordinary people did not exist at all, and Nangong Fan only felt happy, like a spring rain watering a long-dry land.

"Good boy, the fist will is tangible, like a giant bear angry, communicating with the earth, with great prestige. What a young man, a good boxing technique. A heroic voice came from behind Nangong Fan after he closed his fist.

Nangong Fan's heart is tight, as long as a person practices qi, unless someone with too much difference in strength approaches, he will be alert in his heart.

And at this time, someone was so close to him, even if he was concentrating on it now, it was empty.

Such a person, it is estimated that it only takes one move to kill him, and he can't help but secretly complain in his heart.