"Ding!

One note after another sounded in Su Fan's mind, there was no complete rhythm and sequence like a song, only a simple note beating in Su Fan's heart.

Su Fan took out the perched wood piano by mistake, and his fingers swiped over the strings, and one note after another sounded.

"Ding!

The speed of the fingers plucking on the strings accelerated, and one by one the notes flew out, converging into a stream in front of Su Fan, clear to the bottom, meandering forward, the sound of rushing water resounded all over this small world, Su Fan's face was intoxicated, and he was deeply immersed in it, entering a realm of selflessness.

Soon the song ended, and the song began again.

"Zheng!"

As soon as the style of the song changed, a killing atmosphere drove the entire stream, turning into thousands of horses and thousands of troops, the two armies were in formation, the sound of the attack of the soldiers, the roar of the war horses, and the sound of the iron spear inserted into the flesh, constituting an ancient picture of war.

Su Fan was in the center of the battlefield, dressed in white, stroking the piano with both hands, closing his eyes tightly, and the sound of killing came from the perched wood piano.

"Zheng! Ding Dong!" The sound of the piano weakened, and the sound of killing gradually disappeared, turning into a stream, meandering and flowing.

"Ding!" the last note fell, and his hands were gently placed on the piano, still his eyes closed, motionless.

.......

Half a month passed in a hurry, Su Fan slowly opened his eyes, and a note passed, put away the perched woodly, raised his hand, and stretched out.

There was a crackling crack of the bones.

After a deep bow, he turned and left.

Appearing above the raging river again, Su Fan pondered which one to repair.

"Palm or boxing. Su Fan touched his chin and thought.

"With the strength of my current physical body, it's a pity not to practice boxing. Su Fan thought so, and immediately decided to practice boxing.

When you come to the world of boxing, there is only one swarthy mountain in the whole world, thousands of feet high, and a winding step winds around the mountain at the foot of the mountain.

The fist prints on the mountain wall seem to have been hit by people one by one, with different shades and different sizes, but they all have a unique atmosphere, or violent, or feminine, or bloody...

Su Fan stepped up to the first step, and a fist mark the size of Su Fan's two fists on the mountain wall was deeply embedded in the mountain wall.

Looking at it closely, a beast-like aura rushed to his face, and a fist intent appeared in his mind.

"Roar!" a group of white-eyed tigers roared wildly, the roar was deafening, and suddenly a huge fist fell from the sky with a chilling momentum, producing a fist intent that people could not resist.

"Bang!" fell into the group of white-eyed tigers, and suddenly the flesh and blood flew sideways, and they collapsed into a group, and they wailed.

Su Fan had no distractions, only that fist, indomitable, sweeping everything, making Su Fan intoxicated.

An hour later, Su Fan woke up slowly, still unsatisfied, and sighed.

Immediately stepped on the second order, on the second order was a slender fist, which looked very delicate, only two-thirds of Su Fan's fist size.

When I looked closely, I saw a smell of flowers.

In the blink of an eye, he came to a valley full of birds and flowers, and was full of spring, Su Fan took a deep breath, and the rich fragrance of flowers made people relax their bodies and minds.

And in front, a slender figure, one move and one style, with a gentle fist, but there is a hidden killing intention.

Su Fan watched carefully, although the slender figure was soft, even soft, but it had a different fist intent.

"Overcome rigidity with softness, and use strength to fight. Su Fan muttered in his mouth, but there were some doubts in his heart: "Isn't this a palm technique? ”

suppressed the doubts in his heart, watched slowly, and after a while, a set of punches ended.

Su Fan retracted his mind and stepped up to the third order, he felt that that kind of boxing technique was not suitable for him, it was too gentle.

And on the third order was a fist mark about the size of Su Fan, and at a glance, Su Fan seemed to smell blood.

As soon as the picture changed, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and the eyes were full of crimson.

......

After an hour, I came back to my senses and stepped up to the fourth step.

......

Fifth Order.

......

Sixth order.

......

A month later, Su Fan came to the top of the mountain, walked a total of 3,924 steps, and felt 3,924 kinds of fist intent.

Sitting down cross-legged, more than 3,000 kinds of fist intent raged in his mind, making him feel like his head was about to explode, so he quickly calmed down and continued to blend fist intent to extract its essence from its dross.

Leaving what is useful for oneself and removing what is useless, a kind of fist intent slowly appears a silhouette, just like the previous way of the sword and the way of the sound of the word.

With the contours and directions in place, the next step is just fine sanding.

After leaving the boxing path, Su Fan went to the palm road again, which took half a month.

After coming out, Su Fan wanted to leave, but suddenly remembered that Elder Ge had said that there were seven primordial ways in it, and he suddenly wanted to take a look.

So Su Fan continued to walk forward, and there was still a dense bubble in front of him, and a bubble represented a road.

I don't know how long he walked, Su Fan was still surrounded by bubbles, and each bubble represented a kind of Tao, and Su Fan suddenly felt that the black hole at the end of the long river was getting bigger and bigger, with a special attraction, which was fascinating.

"It seems that the end is getting closer and closer, what is at the end?" Su Fan was very curious.

After continuing to walk for another three hours, there were few bubbles around Su Fan, and the black hole at the end of Changhe was already above Su Fan's head, a black hole with a diameter of not knowing tens of thousands of zhang, slowly rotating, and the stars around the black hole flickered brightly and dimly.

And what attracted Su Fan was not these, but seven huge bubbles outside his ten zhang, each of which was as big as ten of the other Su bubbles.

Even Su Fan could see the bubbles circulating like liquid.

In the center of the bubbles, some were nothing, some were chaotic, and some looked like nothing, but Su Fan knew that these seven bubbles represented the seven primordial paths.

Su Fan slowly approached and found that in front of the seven bubbles, there was a wooden plaque engraved on it: "These seven paths are the primitive way, you can't enter without authorization, the slightest carelessness will be wiped out, and those who come after you must remember to remember!"

Su Fan's eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt a little creepy: "There is still danger." "You have to know that none of the other bubbles he's been to are dangerous, and these seven bubbles are dangerous, and they don't sound like they're in general danger.

"Then I'd better not get involved, I'll lose my life later. ”

Su Fan glanced up at the black hole above and was about to leave here, when suddenly one of the bubbles suddenly burst, forming a powerful suction force that wanted to pull Su Fan in.

Su Fan desperately broke free and wanted to escape, but the suction force became stronger and stronger, directly sucking Su Fan's whole person in.

"No!" Su Fan was shocked, his eyes full of fear.

......

Outside the Primal Chaos Diagram, somewhere in the Blood Rose, a black-robed man smiled obscenely: "Hehe! Things borrowed from you, can you come out easily? Don't think of it if you don't learn a primitive way." ”

After speaking, he turned around and went back to the room, still muttering: "There will be no primitive way, how can I compete with those people in the future." ”

......

The Sword Pavilion martial arts arena is another familiar scene.

"Boss, will something happen to Su Fan?" Jian Liu walked around anxiously.

"What are you anxious about, can you stabilize the focus?" Jian Er scolded Jian Liu loudly: "Such a big person, can you stabilize the focus, what kind of system does this become!"

"Second brother, you also know, my personality is like this, I can't change it. Jian Liu's face was full of grievances, although he was invincible outside, but in private, he was still very afraid of this second brother.

"We know you're worried, can you hold it back?" Jian Er naturally understood Jian Liu, so his tone softened a lot.

"I just want to know if Su Fan is in danger now. Kenroku spoke quietly.

"There is no danger, there is no danger in the Primal Chaos Diagram, unless Su Fan touches the Primordial Dao, then it will be unclear. ”

As soon as Jian Jian, who had his eyes closed, opened his eyes, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and he went in from Su Fan to save him here.

"Primordial Dao!" Jian Yi suddenly reacted, his eyes were full of worry, the old guy had told him that the primordial way was dangerous, and once touched, he would face great danger.

"He probably won't touch the primordial way. Jian Er whispered, but when he said it, he didn't dare to guarantee it.

"Careless!" Kenichi closed his eyes again, his tone full of regret.

"Sixth, go see Su Fan's soul lamp!" Jian Er suddenly remembered and shouted at Jian Liu.

"Okay!" Kenroku agreed, not daring to be sloppy, and immediately disappeared in place.