Pulling the sword out of its scabbard, holding the hilt of the sword, he tried to get his true qi lucky, and the true qi slowly reached the sword body along the wrist, and a cold light immediately flashed on the autumn water-like sword body, and a chill slowly seeped out. Fang Zhongxin said: "This sword is clearly very good, why does Senior Brother Sword Fang say that this sword is destroyed and cannot be repaired?" "I remembered that when I started with Wu Lianfeng, this sword emitted a cloud of white sword qi under the urging of true qi, not only saved myself but also pushed back the sword light on the soles of my feet, I didn't know at the time, but now I am free, why not try to find out the truth. At that moment, he got up and removed a few of the floor tiles under the bed, and the tip of the sword hung low, intensifying the urging of true qi.

There was no change at the beginning, and when the true qi became thicker and thicker, I suddenly felt a shock to the sword body, and my wrist was like a flood of water from a broken embankment! The tip of the sword suddenly released a cloud of white 'sword qi', but this sword qi looked strange, like a ball of plush, which was quickly released, and it hit the ground with a pop. Fang Zhong didn't even see what it was, it wasn't a sword shape or anything like that.

What is it? Fang Zhong was stunned for a long time, and said to himself: "That Dao Master said that he can only change round, what is this furry thing?" "Fang Zhong didn't know, in fact, Lai Pi Zhang was disturbed, and when his true qi was about to dissipate, he hurriedly integrated the transformed thing into the sword body, so he made a furry freak, which can be said to be a pure coincidence, and he couldn't do it again, and it wasn't Lai Pi Zhang's intention. The air mass condensed by this True Qi was able to resist the Earth Splitting Sword for Fang Zhong was also Wu Lianfeng's cultivation was not enough, the 'Sword Qi' that Fang Zhong released was even purer than the sword light of his Earth Splitting Sword, and it was just that Fang Zhong consumed much more True Qi than Wu Lianfeng. If they play against each other several times, Fang Zhong will not continue to be angry, and he will definitely lose.

Fang Zhong re-condensed his true qi, this time it took a little longer, and the sweat on his forehead forced out this 'sword qi' again. Fang Zhong looked closely, the furry thing turned out to be very much like a curled white rabbit, one leaned forward on the big circle, and two long plush ears were dragged on the back of the small circle, which was vivid. In fact, it was made at the moment when the true qi dissipated, and it was not similar, Lai Pi Zhang was able to do it in front of Fang Zhong, and wanted to turn into something else, but he was good at circles, so the change of big circle and small circle was not really to get a rabbit out, as long as it was not a single circle, he could blow his ability in front of Fang Zhong, so as not to say that he would only have one.

The sword qi flashed and immediately slammed into the ground.

Fang Zhong exclaimed, "This Dao Master is really a master, I really don't know how he did it!" "It's just that this is specially transformed by Lai Pizhang, and the ability to condense qi in his palm is really amazing, and he can't even gather qi, let alone transform it into a form with gas. Make up your mind, you must ask the master again what the luck method is, but before this he didn't dare to try randomly, the senior brother of the sword room said that there are disciples who trust the words of Pi Zhang, and learn the method of opening the sword to scatter the skills, and he tried it once, and sure enough, the true qi disappeared without a trace, where did he dare to try randomly. Suddenly, I wanted to condense the qi in my palm to consume the true qi, would this urge the sword qi to be the same? Trying to mention the true qi again, there was a pain in the abdomen, the sea of qi was dry, and it didn't continue, and I was suddenly shocked into a cold sweat: it turned out that I had exhausted the true qi! This must have been the result of his sword qi twice, and his true qi poured wildly, so there was no reason why he would not dry up. No wonder the senior brother said that this is a waste sword, the true qi has gone and has no return, the loss is huge, and the power is unpredictable and incomprehensible, who dares to use it. That Lai Pizhang just opened the sword by luck, why didn't he send out his sword qi, maybe he was also self-aware, knowing this shortcoming, and deliberately not trying. Thinking of this, his enthusiasm for the sword faded, he inserted it into the scabbard again, put it at the head of the bed, turned over himself, and meditated cross-legged, anxious to recover the consumed true qi.

There is only one way to quickly recover your true qi, and that is Uncle Jiang to pass on his own Dao Source Cultivation Method, which he learned when his qi was exhausted, and now he is using it, of course, he is familiar with it. This ** practice for several years, the initial progress is very fast, especially after Crouching Tiger Village can be said to be advancing by leaps and bounds, a body of true qi is always full of surging, but after coming to Kunlun for a few years, it is much slower, at that time I just thought that the kung fu was not enough, still my practice, until now.

Fang Zhong closed his eyes and calmed his mind, calmed his breath and silently transported the true yuan, and the qi around his body opened, slowly absorbing the essence of heaven and earth. Fang Zhong only felt that the breath in this room was like wisps of silk threads leading in from the pores of his body, entering the meridians and wandering, gathering more and more, and finally sinking into the dantian.

I don't know how long it took, Fang Zhong naturally opened his eyes, only to see that the room was dark, and there was a jade moonlight in front of the window, and it was already late at night. Fang Zhong didn't expect that this time he had been meditating for so long, he jumped off the ground, trying to get lucky with his true qi, only to feel that his breath was surging, and it was even more full than before the great loss of his true qi. Fang Zhong was puzzled at first, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't help but be overjoyed: "This method has come to fruition, it turns out that stagnation is not necessary, although I have been practicing, but I am already full of true qi, there is room for it, only the deficit can be full, no wonder Uncle Jiang wants to pass on this method to me when my true qi is exhausted, alas, I am really stupid, I don't use this method for a long time." ”

The ancient adage of "full of losses, humble benefits" is exactly the principle that if you are full of money, you will lose, and if you are humble and you will benefit, it is the same as the path of cultivation, which is the result of continuous development, but it varies from person to person. The true qi of others has been greatly damaged, and it is naturally very difficult to make up for it, but after the sun and moon are consumed to make up for it, it will be deeper than the first time, but time is not waiting, a few reincarnations are down, and there is not much time, and there is no chance to go further. It is difficult for others to make up, but it is not difficult for Fang Zhong to make up for it, it is only one night and he will return to normal and go further, not only his deep roots, but also the fact that he has absorbed the aura of the earth spring, and his physique has long been different from ordinary people, and he has to thank this sword for helping, consuming Fang Zhong's true qi, otherwise although Fang Zhong has learned **, he will enter the realm full, if he always maintains a full state, if he wants to spy on the endless palace, it is difficult to climb to the sky. Now that the bottleneck has opened, it has suddenly become clear.

Fang Zhong slept comfortably until dawn, and then went to see Qian Wenyi in high spirits.

For several days in a row, as long as there was no one at night, Fang Zhong would fiddle with the sword, urging the sword qi, feeling tired, meditating and falling asleep, comfortable until dawn. After only a few days of hard work, at the beginning, he could only trigger the sword qi twice, and then he felt that the true qi was not continuous, and gradually he could trigger it three or four times, and there were more and more. Fang Zhong had inadvertently learned a wonderful method to promote his cultivation, and he was naturally overjoyed and happy.

After telling Qian Wenyi about this day, he came to the sword room to look for someone, saying that he was looking for Liu Yimei, but in fact, he wanted to see Nalai Pizhang more.

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