What kind of power is this? Under normal circumstances, even a punch made with aura wouldn't be able to crush a towering tree into powder, right?

Fang Zixuan wasn't sure, so he put away his aura, recalled the feeling of punching just now, and then simply used the power of his body to punch another boulder.

I saw that the boulder shattered into a pile of stone powder in response to the fist.

Looking at this pile of stone powder, a thought suddenly appeared in Fang Zixuan's mind, so Fang Zixuan recalled the feeling of punching just now, and then casually punched a big tree, and the big tree instantly turned into a pile of powder.

At this point, Fang Zixuan realized that the power that caused the boulder and the big tree to shatter did not come from the aura and body, but from the feeling when he punched.

And this feeling is similar to the fist intent that Wang Wenguang demonstrated to himself.

The answer is already on the horizon: fist intent!

The fist intent that he had been pursuing day and night for four months was finally realized by himself. At this moment, Fang Zixuan's mood was extremely excited.

This is a fist intent, the entire Qingyunmen, including Feng Zhangmen, except for his master Wang Wenguang, there is no second person who has comprehended the artistic conception, and he has really been comprehended by himself, as the so-called extreme must be reversed, Fang Zixuan was so happy that he shed tears.

You know, according to Wang Wenguang said, comprehending the artistic conception is much more difficult than comprehending the law, since you have now comprehended the fist intent, then after the realm of Wuhou, will it be difficult to comprehend the law?

Fang Zixuan couldn't control his mood, and couldn't help but punch another stone not far away, after the fight, the excitement still did not subside, so he frantically punched the surrounding stones and trees to smash, but the result of this was that Fang Zixuan's body was covered with a layer of white, gray and green powder.

After more than a dozen punches, Fang Zixuan's excitement gradually subsided, and the whole person calmed down.

Looking at the top of the mountain, which was originally full of stones and big trees, was beaten out of a bare ground by himself, Fang Zixuan couldn't help but rejoice, fortunately, he was in Wusong Mountain to comprehend the fist intent, if he was in his own house, it would be over. Compensation is a trivial matter, if it is discovered by Qingyunmen, it is estimated that it will be difficult for him to calm his life in Qingyunmen in the future, which is contrary to Wang Wenguang's original intention of quietly teaching his fist intent.

Wang Wenguang and Fang Zixuan are not the kind of people who like to be high-profile, maybe this is due to Wang Wenguang's own character, and Fang Zixuan knows not to be too high-profile before he has absolute strength, as the so-called open guns are easy to dodge and dark arrows are difficult to defend.

Knowing that he didn't need to stay here today to comprehend the fist intent, Fang Zixuan walked down Wusong Mountain, originally wanted to go to Wang Wenguang, but seeing that it was getting late, it was not bad for this day, so he went straight to the dining hall, ordered a few portions of demon beast meat with his contribution, and then ate it like a storm, which was the rhythm of turning happiness into appetite.

After eating the demon beast meat, Fang Zixuan returned to the house, lay on the bed, and recalled all the things since he realized the fist intent.

When thinking about it, Fang Zixuan suddenly thought of a question, why was the artistic conception that was difficult to comprehend in Wang Wenguang's mouth able to be successfully comprehended in himself, Fang Zixuan didn't know how long it would take for others to comprehend the artistic conception, but he guessed that most people comprehended the artistic conception in more than half a year, and a large number of elders were stuck in the Wuhou realm for so many years and failed to comprehend the law, let alone the artistic conception that was more difficult to comprehend than the law. Thinking of this, Fang Zixuan couldn't help but shudder, and a sudden fear filled Fang Zixuan's body.

When things go wrong, there must be demons, and then I think back that it took me more than half a year to cultivate the introduction of the Five Elements Formula, and the introduction of the Five Elements Recipe actually took two months, although it is a word difference, but the Five Sacred Recipes are much higher than the Five Elements Formula, one is the Heavenly Rank Upper Grade Exercise, and the other is only the basic Technique of the Five Elements Continent, and the difference is not enough to explain this gap.

Powerful enemies don't necessarily make you afraid, but unknown enemies can easily make you afraid, many times, human fear comes from unknown things, just as some people suddenly see people with blue eyes and yellow hair, mistakenly think it's a ghost, but don't know that it's just another race, since it's a human, then what is there to fear?

When this fear first appeared, a breeze blew in his mind, and in an instant, the fear that filled Fang Zixuan's body disappeared without a trace.

Hehe, Fang Zixuan smirked, he didn't expect that he couldn't even be afraid now, the more he couldn't be afraid, the more afraid he became, just as Fang Zixuan's fear was rising again, the breeze in his mind blew the fear away again, and after a few times, Fang Zixuan smiled helplessly.

If you are fearless, what are you afraid of? Anyway, you have already died once, and you have even stepped into the ghost gate more than once, but in the end, you still come back? You are not afraid of death, what else is there to fear?

Thinking about it, there is nothing left, today's cultivation of fist intent made Fang Zixuan's spirit very tired, so Fang Zixuan fell asleep soundly in a groggy state.

When he woke up, it was already Chenshi, Fang Zixuan did not cultivate the Five Holy Tips, but came directly to Wang Wenguang's residence.

Seeing Fang Zixuan, Wang Wenguang's eyes suddenly widened, staring at Fang Zixuan deadly, as if flowers had grown on Fang Zixuan's body, and the wine in his mouth also flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

Fang Zixuan was horrified by Wang Wenguang's eyes, so he spoke: "Master, why are you looking at me like this, I'm not Elder Ji." ”

Hearing this, Wang Wenguang came back to his senses, wiped the residual wine on the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, took another sip of wine and said, "What are you talking about, kid, do you think I only have Elder Ji in my eyes?"

"Oh, who else do you have in your eyes? A pleasant voice came from behind Fang Zixuan.

cough cough cough, Wang Wenguang was startled when he heard this voice, and choked.

After a few breaths, a graceful figure appeared in front of Wang Wenguang and Fang Zixuan, and it was Ji Qianqian.

"Hey, how do you feel that your disciple is a little different today, as if there is a feeling of sharpness. The moment she saw Fang Zixuan, Ji Qianqian couldn't help but ask.

"It turned out to be Elder Ji, did anyone speak here just now? Apprentice, you spoke just now, Master, I'm drinking, so I have time to talk, don't you say?" Wang Wenguang said embarrassedly.

Fang Zixuan couldn't help but smile: "Master, I don't know, it seems that someone has said this, and it seems that no, I just got up and came to you, and I haven't woken up yet." ”

"I suddenly remembered that I had something to do with my apprentice, so I left first, and I'll come back to you later. Seeing that his apprentice didn't help him, Wang Wenguang, who was helpless, had no choice but to take the initiative to flash people, so he picked up Fang Zixuan and rushed down the mountain, as if he was being chased by a strong martial king behind the Buddha

It was not the first time that Ji Qianqian had encountered such a situation, so she looked at Wang Wenguang's back and smiled, and then followed down the mountain.