In the Chamber of Secrets.

Fang Xiu sat cross-legged.

The martial arts insights he had gained from the three Venerables were constantly regained in his mind, and the battle code began to be deduced forward.

Wu Dingyan's martial arts is a domineering martial arts!

It is a man who rules the world and suppresses the domineering of all existence.

Because of this, he is the head of the Three Yao Venerables, presiding over the overall situation of the Zhengtian Sect.

Fu Hanxue's martial arts is the Cold Ice Martial Dao, which is the ultimate comprehension of the word cold, and the transformation of the Dao descends to form this Cold Ice Martial Dao.

Ice martial arts, the most simple!

But the road is simple.

To the realm of Fu Hanxue, it can also show terrifying changes.

As for Qin Huaxian's martial arts, it was a broken martial art.

One punch and one palm, shatter everything!

This martial path is most similar to the battle path that Fang Xiu has comprehended, but it is the opposite.

Qin Huaxian existed for the sake of destruction, and Fang Xiu fought for survival.

The two martial arts have their own merits and complement each other.

The leopard in the tube, you can see it from the martial arts of the three people alone, just the manifestation of the martial arts is like destroying the power of the world, so that Fang Xiu once again experienced the terrifying realm of the peerless powerhouse.

The battle code has become more perfect, and there is still a fog on the way up to the martial arts master.

But in Fang Xiu's opinion, this point of the fog only needs to be flicked lightly, and you can see the situation after the fog.

"With a slight flick, you may be able to set foot in the Martial Arts Grandmaster, but how difficult it is to flick this lightly!"

Fang Xiu sighed secretly.

His martial arts have been understood, and the perfection of the war code is his recognition of his own martial arts.

The Martial Dao Grandmaster was already in front of him, and this fog was the last obstacle.

But no matter how Fang Xiu tried to get rid of it, there was still no way to do it.

One false step will make a great difference!

Now is Fang Xiu's most profound experience.

However, although he couldn't set foot in the martial arts master, under the perfection of the battle code, Fang Xiu had a deeper understanding of his martial arts perception.

Bang!

Under the surging of qi and blood, a hole in the body quietly opened up.

After the nine acupuncture points were opened, the tenth acupuncture hole was quietly opened up.

In an instant, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi poured into Fang Xiu's body like a river pouring in, and then it was absorbed by the acupuncture points, feeding out a purer power of qi and blood.

Thundered!

Fang Xiu's skin was red, and his qi and blood overflowed to the extreme.

Rumble!

It's another cave opening.

Then the eleven acupuncture points were like whales swallowing, frantically absorbing the surging qi and blood that was about to overflow, and Fang Xiu's body dried up at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye.

Knock!

The sound of the heart beating sounded, from small to large, and gradually as huge as a bell.

Glimmer!

A trace of pale golden blood poured out of the acupuncture point and poured into the heart along the meridians.

Knock! Knock!

The heart was beating violently like a big drum, and pale golden blood flowed all over the limbs along the heart's agitation, making the flesh and blood stained with a faint gold.

Among the eleven acupuncture points, pale golden blood began to be fed back, slowly filling Fang Xiu's dry body.

Soon, Fang Xiu's shriveled body became rounded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A deep and vast force rose from the hundreds of limbs.

Airplanes!

Fang Xiu's eyes opened, and the faint golden light was particularly conspicuous in the secret room.

If there is anyone else, it can be found that Fang Xiu's eyes at this time are no longer pure black and white, but dyed with golden lines, like a god overlooking the world, giving people endless majesty.

"This force!"

Fang Xiu quietly felt the changes in his body.

Now he has not cleared that layer of fog, and the realm is still in the innate extreme realm.

But with today's strength, Fang Xiu could feel that it had improved a lot compared to before.

But at what stage, he can't make a judgment about how to prepare.

There is no doubt about it.

He's stronger!

Walking out of the door of the secret room, Ah San and Nie Yuan were already waiting outside the door.

As soon as Fang Xiu came out, the two of them immediately found out.

"Holy Son!"

Whether it is Ah San or Nie Yuan, they all have to salute and call the Holy Son at this time.

Fang Xiu is the Holy Son of the Zhengtian Sect, and the Zhengtian Sect has already announced it, and everyone knows that the contemporary Holy Son of the Zhengtian Sect is the first person of the younger generation.

And after Fang Xiu became the Holy Son, Ah San and the others, as the people around Fang Xiu, naturally rose in status.

That day, Wu Dingyan's words spread all over Minjiang Mansion, and everyone knew what the word Holy Son represented.

Even if they were familiar with Fang Xiu, Ah San and Nie Yuan didn't dare to ignore the proper etiquette.

Fang Xiu snorted lightly and said, "How long has it been since the self-retreat?"

"Holy Son, it's been five days!"

"Five days!"

Fang Xiu nodded slightly.

This retreat was different from the last one, this time it was just digesting some insights, and it didn't take too long.

It's just that because the martial arts of the peerless powerhouse realm are too mysterious, it took five days to digest them.

Ah San said: "When the Holy Son was in retreat, Ling Juekong once came over and said that all the forces in Jibian had been surrendered, and Jibian was already under control. ”

After a pause, Ah San continued: "In addition, he also brought two million silver taels, saying that they were supplied to the Holy Son on the edge of the Jibian!"

Hearing this, Fang Xiu was not surprised.

The news of his becoming the Son of God has spread.

Now in the Zhengtian Sect, he can be said to be above ten thousand people.

Jibian belongs to the border of Minjiang Mansion, as long as the forces of Jibian are not stupid, they should know who is the real heaven in Minjiang Mansion now.

These forces are not so much submissive as they are submissive.

As for these taels of silver, they are regularly offered by those forces.

Martial artists can't do without resources if they want to cultivate.

Like Fang Xiu, who relied on the system in the early stage, was also very short of Yinliang, not to mention those who relied on their own step-by-step penance, they needed huge resources to supply their own cultivation.

Bringing Ling Juekong and the others over, Fang Xiu had the intention of developing his own power and then helping him collect everything he needed.

"Go to the library of Tianwei Hall and choose a suitable innate secret record for yourself!"

Fang Xiu looked at the two of them and suddenly said.

This sentence, he mainly said to Ah San.

From the beginning to the present, Ah San has always been by his side, and no credit can be regarded as hard work.

With his eyesight, how could he not see that Ah Sanzheng was stuck in the realm of the peak of the day after tomorrow.

Since this is the case, then he will also give the other party a chance, if he can break the boundary between heaven and man, then there will be one more innate martial artist by his side.

If not, forget it.

As for Nie Yuan, it was just incidental.

"Zhang Xian has been in Guangyang Mansion for so many years, and he has contributed to the teaching conscientiously, and he has also been asked to come back, and there is just a lack of a position in charge here in Minjiang Mansion. ”

Ah San was stunned for a moment, then knelt down on one knee, and said from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you, Holy Son!"