In the dimly lit room, firewood was piled up.

Occasionally, two or three spiders build webs on the beams of the room to catch tiny insects that pass by.

Du Yingtian sat on the ground at the moment, leaning against a pile of scattered wood behind him.

The hard touch made him frown slightly.

Especially the dirty environment around him, which made him feel disgusted and sad in his heart.

Not long since!

He would have been reduced to the point where he would be discarded like a prisoner in this woodhouse, with insects and wood as companions.

I wanted to leave, but I was bound by a secret rope.

is also blocked and suppressed by some means, and it can't be brought into play at all.

The current Du Yingtian can't use any cultivation at all, only the tempered qi, blood and flesh highlight the strength.

However, under the constraints of this rope of unknown materials, he couldn't break free at all.

Escaping is just a wish......

Du Yingtian sighed, his face full of loneliness.

He didn't expect to end up like this.

Whenever he recalled Fang Xiu's strength, he couldn't help but feel a wave of despair in his heart.

In front of the other party, he didn't have the slightest resistance at all.

If you want to describe it in two words, then only the word crushing can be expressed.

Boom!

The chai door opened abruptly, and Fang Xiu stepped in and appeared in Du Yingtian's sight.

"What the hell do you want?"

Du Yingtian's body was shocked, and he wanted to get up from the ground while speaking, but he struggled a few times without success, and finally gave up his actions.

Looking at Fang Xiu, his heart caused a great shock.

The intention of the other party's capture was also secretly speculated many times, but he couldn't figure it out.

But there is one thing that Du Yingtian can roughly know.

That is, Fang Xiu had no intention of killing him, at least not for the time being.

Otherwise, he would have died in Huangquan a long time ago, and where would he have the opportunity to sit here.

Fang Xiu looked at Du Yingtian, who was like an ordinary person, and said with a light smile: "Eight fingers return to the Yuan Du Yingtian, there is no door and no faction, and a martial arts is self-taught.

Ninety years ago, he stepped into the realm of martial arts masters.

Now that his cultivation has reached the pinnacle of the Dao realm, he is also a master who is not weak in the rivers and lakes!"

When Du Yingtian heard this, he laughed at himself: "In front of Fang Shengzi, where can I be called a master, what is the purpose of Your Excellency to capture me without killing me?"

"Do you want to die, or do you want to live?"

"Ants are still stealing life, where will anyone be willing to die!"

Du Yingtian's dim eyes brightened slightly, and his voice became a lot stronger: "Could it be that the Holy Son of Fang means that he is willing to be placed on the next life path?"

"If you can satisfy this seat, you will naturally be given a way to live!"

"I wonder if there's anything I can do to help you?"

Du Yingtian looked puzzled.

He didn't think that there was anything in him that was worth coveting from the other party.

After all, he is just a scattered person, although he has some fame and strength, but he is not enough to see in front of Fang Xiu.

The background of the Zhengtian Sect is beyond the speculation of others like him.

Fang Xiu's eyes were like torches, and he said in a deep voice, "What kind of martial arts are you cultivating?"

"The martial arts that I practiced under Xia are just created by myself, and I don't have any special name!"

Du Yingtian replied immediately, and his face was as usual when he spoke.

Fang Xiu's face turned cold, and his indifferent eyes fell on him, making Du Yingtian's heart cold.

"This seat gives you a chance, it seems that you don't know how to grasp it, then it's no wonder that others!"

"I don't understand the meaning of the Holy Son!"

"The long legs of the wind god, the fierceness of the cloud palm, the cold of the frost fist, the sum of the three, is the third point of the vitality, I don't know if what this seat said is wrong?"

Rumble!

Hearing this, Du Yingtian's mind suddenly set off a monstrous wave, and even his unchanged face turned pale now.

Looking at Fang Xiu's eyes, it was as if he had seen some terrifying existence.

"How do you know that three points return to the vitality!"

The implication is that he has already admitted what Fang Xiu said.

But now Du Yingtian can't think about it so much, and he is only horrified in his heart.

After getting the three points of rejuvenation, he never mentioned it to anyone, and even the people closest to him didn't know what kind of martial arts he was cultivating.

Even when it is against the enemy, it is rare to fully display the three-point return vitality.

Therefore, Fang Xiu was the first person Du Yingtian met who completely saw through his martial arts.

Regarding Du Yingtian's gaffe, Fang Xiu sneered and said: "In order to cultivate a complete three-point return to the vitality, you must first cultivate the three martial arts of the Wind God Leg, the Cloud Palm and the Heavenly Frost Fist.

The three points of your cultivation should not be complete!"

"Not bad!"

Du Yingtian no longer denied it at this time, and sighed and said: "Although I have obtained three points of vitality, among the three martial arts of the Wind God Leg Paiyun Palm and Tianshuang Fist, I only got the incomplete Paiyun Palm and Tianshuang Fist. ”

Speaking of which, Du Yingtian was also a little unwilling.

In order to cultivate the true three-point return vitality, it is necessary to practice these three martial arts to the fullest.

However, the Paiyun palm is missing, and although the Tianshuang Fist is complete, the Wind God's legs have not fallen.

He has been able to cultivate until now, and all of them have relied on his own efforts to reverse the Paiyun Palm, and then find a martial art that can barely replace the Wind God Leg, and finally successfully cultivate the three points of Yuan Qi.

But in this way, the strength of this martial art has also been greatly reduced.

In his hands, even a Yang Quan who had not yet broken through the realm could not be taken directly.

Hearing this, Fang Xiu did not doubt whether Du Yingtian's words were true or false.

The Wind God Leg has always been firmly controlled by the Nie family, and except for the people of the Nie family, no one can get the Wind God Leg at all.

Even after the collapse of the Nie family, all that went out was the mutilated Fengshen legs.

In today's world, if you want to say that you have the deepest understanding of the wind god legs, after excluding the possibility of survival for the ancestors of the Nie family, he is the only one left.

Afterwards, Fang Xiu looked at Du Yingtian's left hand and said, "So, you cut off your fingers and forcibly cultivate the Three Divine Fingers?"

"The Holy Son's eyes are like torches!"

Du Yingtian is finally convinced now and resigned to his fate.

If it was known that the three-point return to the Yuan Qi was a coincidence, then it would definitely not be a coincidence if it was inferred that he had cultivated the three-point divine finger through his severed finger.

Soon, Du Yingtian also reacted, and said self-deprecatingly: "Presumably, the Holy Son also deduced from this point that he has cultivated three points of vitality!"

I didn't expect this, but it became an exposed flaw.

It's just that what makes Zai Xia curious is that the Holy Son has also cultivated the Three Points of Returning to the Vitality?"

"In the name of the three-point return to the vitality, this seat is only heard, and there is no cultivation to talk about, but it ......"

Speaking of this, Fang Xiu's words changed sharply: "This seat is quite curious about this martial art, I don't know if Your Excellency is willing to hand it over?"

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