readx;? The banquet was in the evening, and while he had some time, Fang Xiaowu went to visit Bai Chan and Gao Tiezhu. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The situation of the high-tech column is fine, but he has been asleep.

And Bai Chan's situation is a little weirder, there has been a faint light from her body, thinking that the bead is doing tricks.

But no matter what, the two of them really don't have to worry about their lives, and if they had, they wouldn't have been like this for so many days.

Fang Xiaowu had some knowledge, and after looking at it carefully for a while, he couldn't see anything famous, so he didn't look any further, planning to wait for Linghu Eighteen, who had already come to the Jing Clan, to appear, and then ask Linghu Eighteen for advice, and for now, it was better not to do anything.

That night, in a large hall of the palace, Mo Yubing, Elder Jin Hong and others held a banquet here to entertain Fang Xiaowu and He Changgou.

There are a lot of fine wines of the Jing family, and the wine used to entertain Fang Xiaowu and He Changjun is the best of the best, not only delicious, but also has great benefits to the human body after drinking, called "Bing Chun".

This kind of wine is a fusion of hundreds of unique medicinal materials of the Jing family, which is extremely difficult to brew, and is originally treasured in the cellar of the royal palace.

But tonight's situation is different, one is He Changguo, who loves wine like his life, and the other is Fang Xiaowu, the peerless benefactor who saved the Jing clan.

No matter how rare the ice pure wine was, it was all taken out of the wine cellar and placed on the banquet, allowing Fang Xiaowu and He Changjun to drink happily.

As a result, after a feast, Mo Yubing, Elder Jin Hong and the others only drank three or two glasses, Fang Xiaowu and He Changjun were like two drunkards, and drank most of the ice pure wine, if the two of them knew that the wine they drank was already a superb, I am afraid they would not dare to drink it all.

The next day, Fang Xiaowu slept until dawn.

And after he woke up, he found that there was something about to move in the lower dantian, as if something was about to pop out, which felt weird.

So, he meditated cross-legged on the bed and secretly carried the "Nine Folds and Nine Tribulations".

After a while, a faint aura gushed out from Fang Xiaowu's lower dantian, which was the Qi of Hundred Peerless.

After the Hundred Peerless Qi ran rapidly in the meridians in the body for a great week, the strength increased a lot, and if it was converted into Yuan Force, it should be about 500 million.

With so much strength added at once, Fang Xiaowu was full of joy.

Now he has no Yuan Force in his body except for the 8.1 billion yuan force in the Purple Mansion, because Yuan Force exists on the basis of Yuan Qi, and he has no so-called Yuan Qi in his lower dantian, of course, there is no Yuan Force.

But the strange thing is that he can feel his own cultivation, and even others can't see his weirdness.

But there is one thing, Fang Xiaowu himself is clear.

The power of the hundred absolute power he emitted can also be described as yuan force, and compared to the yuan force, his hundred absolute power is even stronger, almost equal to double the power.

For example, if it is the same power of 10,000, his 10,000 absolute power is equal to the power of 20,000 yuan of others.

He can now send out more than 10 billion hundred absolute power, which is equivalent to more than 20 billion yuan of other people's strength, if he encounters a monk of the same level of cultivation, regardless of their respective strengths, this difference in strength alone is enough to deter the opponent and make the opponent defeated.

Originally, this kind of thing that did not conform to the cultivation common sense of the Yuanwu Continent happened to many cultivators, and they would definitely be suspicious, always thinking that something was wrong with their body, but Fang Xiaowu didn't think so.

First, he has the physique of the Nine Vital Veins, and this phenomenon may be related to this physique.

Second, his Purple Mansion is the same as others, and even the Yuan Soul is not the same.

Thirdly, and most importantly, the "Nine Folds and Nine Tribulations" he cultivated was not a mortal-level exercise, maybe if he cultivated this kind of exercise, such a situation would occur, but when Gong Jianqiu taught him this exercise, he didn't explain it directly to him, but wanted him to ponder it himself in the future.

If he made a fuss because of this kind of thing, he wouldn't be Fang Xiaowu.

Fang Xiaowu finished his work and was about to get out of bed, when suddenly, he thought of something.

......

At last night's banquet, He Changjun once told him that even if he adjusted the yuan, it would be difficult to do anything in the future.

He didn't understand what was going on, so he asked He Changgou.

According to He Changjun himself, several of his meridians were sealed, and even the Yuan Soul was in a strange state, no matter how unique the five-flavor wine he refined, it couldn't solve this problem, even if he returned to the head sect in the future, if he couldn't find a correct treatment, even if there was a miracle medicine, there would be no way for him to truly recover his health.

In such a situation, let alone breaking through cultivation in the future, even if it is a lifespan, it will be greatly reduced.

......

Fang Xiaowu had already paid attention to this matter, but when he was about to ask, He Changjun said something else, and he didn't want to ruin He Changgou's happiness, so he didn't ask deeply.

And now, as soon as Fang Xiaowu thought of this, he planned to help He Changgou.

So, Fang Xiaowu sat on the bed and thought for a while, his heart suddenly moved, and he already had a plan.

As for whether it can really help He Changgou, it depends on He Changgou's luck.

Half an hour later, Fang Xiaowu ate some delicacies from the palace and went to He Changjiao's house.

After chatting with He Changjun for a few words, he asked casually, "Brother He, if you want to go on the road, when is it estimated to be?"

He Changjun thought for a moment and said, "If you count from today, it will take almost thirty-six days, and during these thirty-six days, I have to be in retreat all the time, and I can't be disturbed in any way. ”

Fang Xiaowu rolled his eyes and said, "Why don't you let me help you." ”

He Changjun was slightly stunned and said, "You want to help me, are you going to give me a divine pill? I know my situation myself, even if you give me the Divine Pill to take, it won't completely solve my problem, so you might as well keep it for yourself when you need it in the future. ”

Fang Xiaowu said with a smile: "Brother He, you misunderstood, I didn't plan to send the grass to return the pill to you for treatment, after all, it is not an elixir, it can solve any problem, I want to ......" paused, and then said: "Brother He, if you can trust me, let me give it a try, if my method doesn't work, you can heal the wound in your way, what?"

He Changjun didn't know what else Fang Xiaowu could do to help him besides the Divine Pill, he wanted to ask, but as soon as he saw Fang Xiaowu's face full of sincerity, he thought: "He Changjun, He Changjun, this little brother treats you like this, how can you doubt him?"

nodded and said: "Okay, since you want to help me, then let's give it a try, but seriously, in the whole world, there are still a few people who can solve my problem, if you really can't do it, don't force yourself, so as not to drag you down." ”