What should I do if I go crazy?

Waiting online, it's in a hurry.

After all, he was also a generation of martial arts supremes, but Fang Xian did not wait for death like Luo Yi, but quickly thought about the solution.

"In fact, if you are really angry, you can't be in a hurry to set things right, otherwise the more anxious you are, the easier it will be to go into a fork in the road, and you ......will be dead."

"Luo Yi is dead just now, but he is in a good state of coping and letting himself go...... It's just that outsiders can't learn it...... Up to now, the rampage's true qi has barely returned to normal, but the meridians are messed up and the limbs are paralyzed......"

"The 'meridians' of this world are actually a kind of transcendent network created in the body using true qi...... Therefore, instead of opening up a few meridians, it is ...... 'making' a few meridians, and 'making' a serious one, which is considered a martial arts entry, with a total of twelve levels, corresponding to twelve canons! After the breakthrough, he is a warrior! Martial artists cultivate the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and there are eight levels! When will the most difficult 'cast' Rendu second vein be successfully created, it will be an innate martial artist! ”

Martial arts level 12, martial artist level 8, innate martial artist! This is the extraordinary way to rise in this world!

"In this world, except for babies, the vast majority of people are martial artists, but martial artists are one in a hundred, and innate martial artists are very rare, which means that they have the qualifications to teach and teach, and they can be teachers!"

"Luo Yi has already successfully built the Twelve Serious Ones, and the martial arts realm is complete, and he is very hopeful to be admitted to a first-class martial arts university, and he is the top student of Tianhua High School...... But when he was in a hurry to break through the martial artist and took the risk of creating the 'Yang Stilt Vein' in the Eight Veins of the Strange Sutra, he went wrong, not only was he finished, but the original Twelve Canons were also a mess...... It's a joke to recomb. ”

"For today's plan, this superficial internal force and meridians can't be wanted!"

Looking inwardly at the mess of meridians, Fang Xian quickly made a decision.

Different exercises, the casting of the twelve canons is also different.

Some exercises have the most important foundation, and the meridians built are the avenues that lead to heaven, but Luo Yi is practicing the basic internal skills in the school, and the meridians created are weak, and the internal force is the difference between the dirt road and the highway in the countryside.

"Actually...... If Luo Yi can practice superior internal skills and create a tenacious enough Twelve Righteous Scriptures, even if he goes crazy this time, he will not be made so miserable! ”

"Instead of combing slowly, let's tear it down and start over!"

If you change to someone else, you still need the help of a master to disperse your skills, and the skills of the person who makes the move must be advanced enough and the operation must be careful enough, so that you can only waste the meridians of your power and not hurt your body.

But Fang Xian didn't need others to help him waste his work, he could do it himself!

Because in addition to that little bit of superficial internal force, he also has magic and calamity power!

Coupled with the vision and insight of a generation of martial arts supremes, it can easily be wasted without damaging the body.

In the midst of a thought, the power of the fourth-level alchemist surged, surging into the 'Twelve Righteousness' network in Luo Yi's body.

This network was already full of holes, and it was rushed by the ferocious robbery force, and it suddenly exploded.

Burst!

Fang Xian opened his mouth and violently spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood was purple and black, with patches, and emitted a foul smell.

After vomiting, the feeling of soreness in his limbs disappeared suddenly, and he stood up and shook his thighs and arms, feeling refreshed, and there was no longer a hidden danger of going mad.

"After all, the meridians and internal force are gone, what can you still do?"

"The martial arts of this world are much more powerful than those of the ancient martial arts world...... Cast a pair of strange meridians and eight veins by yourself...... So as to transcend the limits of the human body and embark on the path of transcendence? ”

"I'm so miserable now, from the twelfth level of martial arts to an ordinary person...... was abolished martial arts, this is placed in society, but it is no less than a great feud between life and death, and there are ...... Luo Yi's college entrance examination is coming to an end......"

Of course, even though the martial arts were gone, Fang Xian was still a fourth-level Fang Shi.

The power of self-preservation is never lacking, and it is even more powerful.

He came to the lake and looked at the reflection inside.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy who looks ordinary, wearing white short sleeves and jeans, is very clean and refreshing, with a youthful vitality.

It's still early in the morning.

When Fang Xian walked out of the secluded forest, he saw the old man and the old lady who were scattered out for morning exercises.

Between the breaths of an old man in a white practice uniform, two white qi were like spirit snakes, spitting between his noses, obviously cultivating a powerful internal skill.

Next to it, an aunt who seems to have come to dance a square dance, a harrier turned over and jumped on the high branches, running and flashing on it, like walking on the ground, and her light skills are extremely good.

What's more, parents take their children to start basic skills such as horse steps and boxing piles.

"Listen well, the young man doesn't practice boxing, and the boss is a turtle! Without a strong enough body and deep enough true qi, how can you open a kinetic armor? In the future, your classmates will become mecha masters who fly high in the sky and travel the universe, and you can only eat soil on the ground! I don't know how much I will regret it when the time comes! ”

"Sweat more now, bleed less in the future, punch me a hundred times!"

A person who looked like a fitness trainer, with a ruddy face, shouted with full of energy.

"Yes!"

A group of elementary school students replied loudly, and while walking, they were quite orderly.

Fang Xian could see that they had all refined at least one meridian and cultivated at the beginning of the martial arts.

'Gotta ...... An ordinary Jianghu person from the ancient martial arts world came over, maybe he was going to be put down by a primary school student, I don't know if he should commit suicide in shame? ’

With his hands behind his back, he shook his head and walked out of the park.

"Sell steamed buns! Freshly made buns! ”

"Baked cakes, fried dough sticks, soy milk ......"

At the entrance of the park, there are many breakfast shops with a variety of meals.

According to the memory of the original owner, Fang Xian walked to a dim sum shop that had obviously more customers than other stalls, and patiently lined up.

When you enter the store, you can see a hill of tall steamers, but there are no stoves, gas, or other kitchen utensils underneath.

An old man wearing a white practice uniform with white hair and beard raised his hands flat and suddenly inhaled deeply.

Rumble!

A heat wave erupted from the dim sum steamer.

"Qin Lao's hand 'Sanyang Qigong' is really getting deeper and deeper...... the onlookers couldn't help but stretch out their thumbs: "This hand qigong, the three flavors of Laoyang, Zhongyang, and Shaoyang are quite popular, and the dim sum is steamed from the inside out to lock the essence and fragrance, which is really boring." ”

"Haha, thank you for your love."

Qin Lao arched his hands around, went to the back kitchen to rest, and some guys came out to sell steamed dim sum.

"Bring me a piece of soju wheat! Take! ”

When it was Fang Xian's turn, he used the communication bracelet on his wrist to brush it on the counter, and he heard the sound of Didi's deduction.

He picked up the siu mai and took a bite, and suddenly felt a familiar and unfamiliar fragrance gushing out, filling his mouth, his body seemed to have automatic memory, and his taste buds couldn't wait to secrete saliva and gobble it up.

After eating, Fang Xian walked to the door of Luo Yi's house.

A middle-aged man who was neither tall nor fat, neither short nor thin was taking out the garbage, and when he saw Fang Xian, he couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "Little rabbit, eat outside again!" ”

Fang Xian recognized that this was Luo Yi's father, named Luo Cheng.

He looked at the middle-aged man and wanted to ask, are you sure that our names are not reversed?

"What are you looking at?" Luo Cheng saw Fang Xian's strange gaze and asked again.

"Nothing!"

Fang Xian rolled his eyes, can I say that I have a groove in my heart, I don't know how to vomit?