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That night, Gu Feng began to refine the nine lower-grade lower-grade Blood Yuan Pills he had obtained.

A low-grade lower-grade blood yuan pill entered the abdomen, and the power of the four ancient white tigers suddenly roared in the body, violently crushed, and every inch of the muscles and flesh and skin membranes burst out with vast power, as if the mountain torrent broke out, destroying the withering and decaying, in the powerful and broad meridians, the medicinal power of a low-grade lower-grade blood yuan pill was instantly refined, becoming a wisp of pure medicinal qi, this is a mellow energy, full of vitality, the fifth capillary guided by the Luohan fist is like a sleeping giant beast, opening its mouth and inhaling, the medicinal qi suddenly submerged into it, and disappeared.

Before and after refining a low-grade blood yuan pill, it takes at least half an hour for ordinary low-level warriors, but the ancient style cultivates Luohan Fist, the body transforms, the meridians are strong, and the same realm can accommodate and produce a more majestic fighting spirit, ordinary people are concerned about the endurance of the meridians, and when they come to the ancient style, they have no such concerns at all, and they will absorb it all in less than ten breaths.

"Not enough!"

Refining one by one, Gu Feng felt that it was too thin and long-flowing, and the fifth capillary could not be fed at all, and then, his expression was certain, the white jade bottle in his hand was crushed, and the eight lower-grade blood yuan pills were thrown away, and all of them were sucked into his mouth with his mouth open.

Boom -

As if a volcano erupted, the medicinal power of the eight lower-grade lower-grade blood yuan pills was jointly released, which was a few points stronger than the medicinal power of the blood fruit that had been refined before, and the majestic medicinal power washed over the meridians, which seemed to be turbulent, but the inner membrane of the meridians of the ancient wind was like an iron wall, no matter how strong the power was, it was not moving.

"The fifth capillary, give me penetration, the power of the fifth ancient white tiger, give me awakening!"

Roar!

Absorbing enough medicinal energy, the fifth capillary was violently penetrated, the majestic tiger roared out, and the fifth ancient white tiger broke out of the cocoon, and the entire capillary immediately turned bronze.

Thundered!

The power of the five ancient white tigers was grinding in the flesh, and a large amount of fighting qi was born in the meridians, and hundreds of rivers returned to the sea and poured into the sea of qi, which could reach the edge of opening up the third-party fighting tricks.

Gu Feng knew that because of the cultivation of Luohan Boxing, his meridian qi sea was far from being comparable to ordinary warriors, extremely broad and tenacious, and ordinary warriors were enough to break through the fighting qi of a party, and he needed at least several times to be able to get through, so he needed to consume more resources.

"However, once I break through, I can reach the pinnacle and be invincible in the same level!"

With the growth of cultivation, there is a kind of self-improvement mentality that breeds in Gu Feng, and he is not willing to be left behind.

The power of the fifth ancient white tiger was born, and Gu Feng was not in a hurry to take the middle-grade lower-grade Blood Yuan Pill, he had just refined nine lower-grade lower-grade Blood Yuan Pills, he needed to be familiar with his own skyrocketing power and completely control it in order to exert his strongest combat power.

One night passed, because the cultivation skyrocketed and the spirit was full, the ancient style played the Luohan Boxing all night, and the meridians required for the third type of trick were also opened one by one.

In the early morning, the morning sun is rising, everything is recovering, this is spring, between heaven and earth, full of vitality and lushness.

There are still three days to go, and the January experience is about to end, at this time, on the shore of the back mountain, the ancient wind opens his eyes and sees the bright sunrise, a red fire.

"Within these three days, the three people of Guer Academy will definitely come, that step away from the mountain to obtain the township-level title, will inevitably master the lower grade martial arts, Luohan boxing can not be easily exposed, but the Tiger Strong Bone Fist is only a body refining boxing method, the power is already stretched, it seems that we must hurry up and choose a lower grade martial arts. ”

In Guqin Academy, any student, after breaking through the low-level realm, has a benefit, go to the second floor of the library to choose a low-grade martial arts, and now, Gu Feng wants to use this benefit to choose a low-grade martial arts to prepare for the war.

Walking in the Guqin Academy, both new and old students pay attention to the ancient style, this kind of pressure that everyone can see, the ancient style is calm, after practicing Luohan Boxing, he has changed more and more, open-minded, temperament is masculine, he is not alarmed, his thinking is also running fast, he can adapt to changes, and he is strong-willed.

Library.

The corridor leading from the first floor to the second floor is guarded by a special person, and the student card is handed over, and the running fighting spirit appears on the body, the administrator nodded, handed back the student card, and said: "You only have half an hour on the second floor, and you can only choose a low-grade martial arts." ”

Gu Feng nodded and entered the second floor of the library.

Above the second floor, there are not many bookshelves, only ten, and there are dozens of books on each shelf, here, it is one of the important places of Guqin Academy, where martial arts records are collected, and on the other side, there is an isolated place, where the collection is magic records.

With only half an hour, Gu Feng didn't dare to slack off and picked up between the bookshelves.

"Ning Bo refers to, inferior martial arts, condenses fighting spirit, imitates the undercurrent of water waves to stimulate finger strength, and the dark energy is endless. ”

"Splitting the mountain palm, the next grade martial arts, turning the gas into a palm, there is a tendency to split the mountain. ”

"Breaking the wind boxing, lower grade martial arts, rotating energy, fist to stop the wind. ”

A subordinate martial arts, the ancient style is dizzying, but at the beginning, he also heard his father Guhe recommend several lower grade martial arts, all of which are the top existences in the lower grade martial arts, for example, there is a lower grade martial arts, divided into river palms, practice to the highest depths, can palm the river, and there is a fire spear method, which is a martial art that uses blades, the spear method is blazing, high and deep, a spear pierces through the mountain wall, and melts the rock.

But after reading it, Gu Feng is still not satisfied, compared to the tricks and killing moves behind Luohan Boxing, these low-grade martial arts are too ordinary, and they can't get into his eyes at all, instead of wasting time, it is better to refine Luohan Boxing.

Ten bookshelves roughly flipped through it, Gu Feng was completely disappointed, the lower grade martial arts, it was really crude, after practicing Luohan Boxing, and then looking at these lower grade martial arts, it was simply full of mistakes and omissions, although because of experience and experience, I couldn't see all the flaws, but there was no need to practice.

"It seems that the only way to fight the enemy is to fight with the Tiger Strong Bone Fist. ”

Nothing was gained, and the ancient wind was to leave, and with a glance, he found something, at the foot of a table, a book was padded underneath, and a layer of dust was covered on it.

Stretching out his hand and grabbing it, the book suddenly fell into his hand, and when he blew it, the dust dispersed, revealing three strong and mighty characters: "Pure Yang Finger"!

"Pure Yang refers to the study of law and martial arts. ”

Gu Feng was stunned for a moment, and then began to flip through it, the more he turned it, the more frightened he became, this pure yang finger is profound and mysterious, dignified and masculine, and it seems that it is not under the Luohan fist at all, why did it fall to the end of becoming a stepping foot, Gu Feng did not believe that no one had discovered this martial arts, such an adventure was very fake.

Sure enough, on the title page of this Pure Yang Finger, Gu Feng saw some records, which seemed to be messages from senior cultivators, and finally understood the origin of this Pure Yang Finger.

Pure Yang refers to the fact that a tutor of Guqin Academy accidentally experienced and entered an ancient cave mansion, and was roughly judged to be a middle-grade martial arts, but later, because he could not cultivate to the level of five or more at all, his power was only comparable to the bottom of the general low-grade martial arts, so he was put on the shelf, and no one even cared about it.

"Behind this pure yang finger, there are many messages from cultivators, it seems that there are many people who think that they can cultivate, but in the end they do not succeed, and over time, no one will test the waters. ”

Gu Feng flipped through this secret book from beginning to end again, then chuckled lightly and said: "I can't even look down on the inferior martial arts here, and it is a waste of time to cultivate, now that I have this pure yang finger, I will try it, and it is not a loss if I can't cultivate." ”

After making a decision, Gu Feng went down to the second floor and handed the book to the administrator.

"Pure Yang Finger? You chose Pure Yang Finger. ”

The administrator's face was a little strange, but in the end he didn't say anything, recorded it, and returned it to Gu Feng, saying: "This Pure Yang Finger doesn't need to be copied and copied, you can take it away! ”

Gu Feng nodded, and then left the library, the administrator watched Gu Feng leave, and then took out a pen and paper, recorded something, and a moment later, a student came over and took the piece of paper away.

Office area.

The Academic Affairs Office is a bluestone building, and in the top room upstairs, a middle-aged man is dressed in a black gold-inlaid brocade robe, tall, pacing, and has a solemn bearing.

At this time, Gui Baichuan's eyes were soft, and all kinds of cold light flowed in his eyes, and in his hand, there was a piece of paper, on which there were only three words.

"Pure Yang Finger, what a joke!" Gui Baichuan sneered, "When you are the legendary true dragon, divine phoenix, peerless genius, that's it, arrogant and arrogant, blind decision-making, such a person doesn't need to pay more attention, and there will be no great achievements." ”

Gui Baichuan made up his mind, after teaching for so many years, he believed that his vision would not be wrong.

Back Mountain.

In the middle of the day, the sun is golden and bright, shining on the earth, and the ancient wind sits on the moss shore, remembering the essence of pure yang fingers in his mind, and imprinting words into his heart.

Pure Yang refers to a total of six grades, the lowest of the six grades, and the highest of the first grade, but this pure yang refers to the mental method of only six to four grades, and no one has cultivated it for so many years.

At this moment, Gu Feng remembered all the mental words, in the sea of dantian qi, the fighting qi roared, it seemed to be stormy, rushing into the meridians, operating according to the mental method of the sixth grade of the pure yang finger, in the five metamorphosis capillaries, the power of the five ancient white tigers awakened, and wisps of faint almost invisible bronze blood rushed into the meridians and merged into the torrent of fighting qi.

Laugh at!

The next moment, Gu Feng's index finger was raised, and with one finger, a pure white finger hole shot out, like a meteor outside the sky, tearing the air.

Doo!

The finger mangs pierced through more than a dozen trees in a row, and only stopped when they reached a hundred meters away. (New book list, ten steps to ask every book friend to vote for recommendation, to help the golden ancient god keep the position, if there are enough 600 votes today, tomorrow will be four more 12,000 !!)

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