The changes within the dantian became stronger and stronger, and it seemed that he was about to hit a gap, but in the end, he was stopped by the iron-like dantian, and he regained his calm, Fang Zheng opened his eyes, and shook his head helplessly, his breakthrough failed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Sure enough, the level of the spirit is not so easy to break through. ”

"Although it didn't work out this time, next time, nothing can stop me!"

With a hint of exhaustion, I returned to my lodging, the sun was already setting, and the afterglow of dusk was sprinkled in the courtyard, as if gilding the courtyard, and it looked quite dreamy.

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"You don't want to rest, what are you doing here?" Fang Zheng returned to the courtyard, saw the old servant sitting in the courtyard, and asked.

"The young master has not returned, how can he retreat as a servant, who will serve the young master when I leave. The old servant grinned, and although his face was not so kind, there was still a bit of love in it.

"Hehe, sometimes I want to be a servant like you. At least don't think about tomorrow's sun. Fang Zheng shook his head and said silently in his heart.

"What's wrong with the young master?" the old servant seemed to see something, and asked.

"It's nothing, you don't understand anything about cultivation. Fang Zheng was not prepared to continue, and walked straight towards the house.

"The old slave doesn't understand the matter of cultivation, but the road of life is also longer, what upset the young master is, right?" the old servant asked reluctantly.

Fang Zheng stopped, looked back at the old servant carefully, this old man was also quite interesting, at least what he said last time made Fang Zheng feel different.

......

"Could it be that the old man is a master outside the world?

Fang Zheng walked to the stone table in the courtyard and sat down, and said jokingly, he has always been more rigorous and rarely says these words, but today he has nothing to do, and he is not in such a good mood to break through failure, so he chatted with the old servant for a few words.

"Sweeping monk, what's that?"

The old servant stepped forward and poured a cup of tea for Fang Zheng and asked.

"Nothing. Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, this is not his world, and there are no sweeping monks here, so he smiled self-deprecatingly.

"The wall is high and the heart is deep, the most difficult thing is the human heart, why is the young master so distressed? Listening to the tone before, it seems that there is a problem with cultivation, can you talk to the old slave?" the old servant continued to speak.

For a moment, it seemed to become a little quiet, the needle drop could be heard, Fang Zheng's gaze became sharper and sharper, and the murderous aura on his body appeared, staring directly at the old servant, as if he would kill the killer if he didn't make a mistake.

After all, in this world, he is a person, and no one can be trusted, if anyone wants to place a chess piece next to the Great Elder, it may not be easy, but it seems that it is not so difficult to place a chess piece next to the Great Elder's son.

But when he thought about it, when he reshaped his meridians that day, and was as weak as a dead man, the old servant's reaction after seeing him was not like a fake, he was completely a frightened old man, and from this point of view, the two contradicted each other.

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"Young master doesn't have to be like this, the old servant is just a few years longer than others, and he has more air strength to eat, and he has long been a waste. ”

The old servant smiled and said, lifting the clothes on his body, revealing a thin body like firewood.

Fang Zheng did not let his guard down, people can't be good-looking, just by appearance can never judge a person's strength, but when he saw a black scar on the old servant's lower abdomen, he dispersed the aura and murderous intent on his body.

It was a hideous wound, the size of an adult's mouth, surrounded by caterpillar-like scars, and you could see how much damage it had done to the old servant.

The old servant seemed to fall into the memory, and muttered: "At that time, the arrow, like a dark ghost, enlarged in my pupils, penetrated the peach blossom in my hand, and just like that, the hot feeling came, and I was useless." ”

The old servant said it with great ease, without even a trace of waves, as if he was not the one who was injured and deposed at all.

"Who is that person, have you taken your revenge?" asked Fang Zheng.

"That person? I'd rather have a shortage of heaven than a fight. That's it, don't mention the past, there's nothing in this world that can't be passed, so don't be depressed, young master. ”

Fang Zheng firmly remembered this sentence, because in his memory, there was indeed such a person.

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Time flies, Fang Zheng sat on the bluestone in front of the waterfall, feeling the most primitive breath between heaven and earth, and the aura gradually sank into his dantian with his breath.

Gradually, even the mist was pulled, and the water beneath him was like a whirlpool, unaffected by the waterfall, and kept spinning around him, until at last the whirlpool grew larger and larger, revealing the riverbed below, and even the fish were constantly flapping on the sand and gravel, hoping to return to the water.

The spiritual power in the meridians seemed to be thousands of troops, constantly sprinting towards the dantian, this time it was not as fast and urgent as the last time Fang Zheng tried, but it was continuous, like a wave.

The originally rigid dantian gradually began to tremble, and finally the amplitude became larger and larger, and it began to collapse from the middle, deriving cracks, as if falling into the ocean, and a stream of pure aura fed back to God, and Fang Zheng let out a groan happily.

The bottleneck of the spirit that was still bothering him a few months ago was easily pushed away, as if he had walked into a brand new door, and he could clearly feel the power of this world and the cave heaven within the dantian.

It seemed to be another world, and Fang Zheng believed that as his strength became higher and higher, the changes within the dantian would also be earth-shaking, and it was not impossible to become a world in the end.

"The spirit one, from now on out of the limit of the mortal fetus and the naked eye!"

Fang Zheng looked up to the sky and roared, venting the refreshing feeling in his heart, this feeling is that he himself is dominating the world and the world, full of control over the future, as if the heaven and the earth are at his fingertips, and he only needs to shake it lightly.

"Xiao Yan, I don't know how you are now? Now I have become a one-star spirit. ”

Secretly asked in his heart, but when he returned to the clan, Fang Zheng was silent, as if nothing had happened, no one had discovered that Xiao Ding had become a spirit person, and the things that should have caused a sensation in the whole clan were deliberately concealed by Fang Zheng, no one knew about it, and no one knew that a small Xiao Ding had become a spirit person.

And now there are still two months left before the final battle of the coming-of-age ceremony.