Chapter Seventy-Seven: Half Dead

"That rì thing, I also hit the six yùyīn thunder, relying on the magic treasure to escape after what happened I don't know. Yuan Jiankong, didn't you run away first, regardless of our life or death?" Fang Han smiled, not paying attention to Yuan Jiankong's questioning.

After Hua Tiandu took away his Seven Evil Gourds, he no longer investigated this matter, and a few small inner disciples were looking for their own trouble, what big waves could they make?

"Also, when you are only afraid of the intention of seizing my magic treasure in your heart, and you want me to be the vanguard and kill the sand bandits, so that you can die in the hands of those demons, do you dare to say that you don't have such a mind as An?"

Fang Han asked in turn.

"Hmph, how can you compare with us?" Yuan Jian's empty fingers flicked, and his face became more and more sinking and was about to drip water, "Since you dare to offend Senior Brother Hua, what else can't you do that hurts the heavens and reason?" It must be that you have colluded with the Red Pink Prince privately, it is the Demon Gate, we have nothing else to do when we came to you today, you hand over those few flying swords of ours, and the matter will be written off." ”

"Don't say that your flying sword is not in my hand, even if it is in my hand, I will not hand it over, you die of this heart. Fang Leng smiled coldly, "You said it well, I dare to offend Huatiandu, what are you? Get out of here!"

As he said the words "Fuck off!" he suddenly moved.

Crackling! The body shrank, shuttled past, it was really like a ray of starlight, flying shè lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of the original sword. Standing tall, the muscles and bones shook, and immediately like a big bell was hit, the body burst with a long sound, the ground trembled, the five fingers opened, and the dustpan was like a hood.

Hula!

The strong wind tore apart, and the air within a radius of three zhang was shaken by his body, tumbling and rolling, like a great river cháo surging, thousands of troops and horses galloping, scattering in all directions.

His whole person is like a steel troll, the faint golden light on his skin is getting thicker and thicker, and between his eyes, there is the golden light of Sen Sen, like an emperor who controls the fate of life and death.

This is also the momentum that comes out of cultivating the "Yama Golden Body", and it is also a kind of jīng god oppression.

"Not good!"

Yuan Jiankong is the tenth inner disciple of the mountains and rivers list, and his cultivation has also been cultivated to the limit of the physical body, which is much stronger than ordinary inner disciples, and there are about ten horses, which is equivalent to Fang Han before cultivating the golden body of Yama, but how can it compare to the current Fang Han?

When Fang Han suddenly moved, he had already realized that a blue light burst out from his body, wrapping himself in a turquoise ball of light, which was the light of the spiritual weapon magic robe "Jin Biluo Shirt".

The "Golden Biluo Shirt" is made of 10,000-year-old pine needles, which can emit "pine true qi", which is flexible and dense, and can not only fly, but also defend against flying swords and kills, and run endlessly.

However, just when his green light had just formed, Fang Han had already arrived at his side, and with a palm on his head, he slapped directly on the light mask.

Kiss!

The light mask shook, and Yuan Jiankong was shaken by a strong force, and at the same time, Fang Han's tall and steel-like figure was overwhelming, appearing in his mind, suppressing his jīng god, making his mind full of negative thoughts such as "divine might", "terror", "power", and "violence".

"It has reached the point of influencing my jīng god"

Yuan Jiankong knew that the huge figure of Fang Han that appeared in his mind was the other party's jīng god projection, and it was also the jīng god oppression. After cultivating martial arts to the realm of divine transformation, transferring to a realm of jīng god can affect the enemy's divine sense.

However, Yuan Jiankong is also a person who has cultivated Yuanchen Jīng's divine art to a certain point, even if it is to the level of "Evil Moon Prince", he can't shake his divine sense, unless he is a master of the Divine Power Secret Realm. But today, he was suppressed by Fang Han to death.

At a moment's disadvantage, he was both angry and angry in his heart, and a wave of violence surged into his heart.

Roar!

In the midst of the roar, he was highly concentrated, driving Fang Han's oppression out of his mind, and at the same time struggling to urge the "Jin Bi Luo Shirt", wanting to soar.

But it's late!

At this moment, Fang Han suddenly kicked out thirty-six legs and slapped twenty-four palms.

Boom, boom!

The explosion of xìng's fists and kicks knocked the light mask of the "Jin Bi Luo shirt" deflated, and the pine wood was full of real anger, Fang Han now had the power to kick a cow away with every punch and kick, and beat a tiger into meat sauce, continuous high-speed blows, and finally the green light of the "Jin Bi Luo shirt" couldn't stand it! Fang Han used his fists and feet to break through the protection, and he injured his true qi.

It's like being a heavenly demon for hundreds of days, breaking through the wolf smoke.

Those "pine true qi" are now retracted into the clothes, and this "golden blue shirt" will be discarded, of course, after a few days, the true qi inside will be restored after a large array and regain its strength. But at least now, Yuan Jiankong can't use the power of the golden robe.

This Luo shirt is no better than the wolf smoke, there are seven gourds, which can be repaired quickly.

But fortunately, it is also a spiritual weapon, and the core array inside is indestructible, if it is a magic weapon without a large array, it will be completely shattered and scrapped directly.

Although it was not scrapped, Yuan Jiankong, who had temporarily lost his protection, was not Fang Han's opponent at all in terms of fist and foot kung fu.

"Crane Claw Snake Catch!"

Fang Han's hand was in the shape of a crane's claw, like a bag to take things, and grabbed Yuan Jiankong's body, the five fingernails were like steel, penetrating in, grabbing the skin and flesh, and suddenly flung it! Throwing Yuan Jiankong's entire body far away, hitting the ground, the bones made a crisp sound, I don't know how many bones were broken, and when he got up, he sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood, his throat creaked, staring at Fang Han deadly, and his head was so stiff that he fainted.

The tenth master on the list of mountains and rivers, the best among the inner disciples, was actually beaten by Fang Han in front of him and fainted to death.

Many inner disciples also saw this scene, and they all stopped, shocked!

Even Senior Sister Mo and the others were stunned.

"Don't think that just because I lost the Seven Evil Gourds, I think I'm a bully. Why don't you get out of here?" Fang Han's eyes were sharp, and his words were sharp: "The tenth place on the list of mountains and rivers, this is this kind of cultivation, don't lose the face of my Yuhuamen." Also, Senior Sister Mo, didn't you lose a mouthful of the True Blue Sword? This is nothing, as long as you can form an alliance with me and come to me to become a True Disciple, you will definitely be given a flying sword that is more powerful than the True Blue Sword, how about it?"

"Hmph! When you are dying, you still dare to speak wildly? Don't say that you become a true disciple, even if you are a few senior brothers on the mountain and river list, you can't defeat it, I won't entangle with you today, and you will be good-looking in the mountains and rivers list competition in a few months. ”

Senior Sister Mo said coldly, picked up Yuan Jiankong and left unwillingly.

"Let's go!" Fang Han didn't pay attention to this, clapped his hands as if he had done something insignificant, and left with the county lord of Hongyi and entered the "Chuan Gong Yuan".

"Ye Nantian, it seems that this Fang Han is really your fierce rival, you have to be careful in the Mountains and Rivers List Competition. Don't be as miserable as Hara Jiankong. ”

Several pairs of eyes stared at Fang Han from afar, until Fang Han's back entered the Chuan Gong Courtyard, and then they took it back.

The owner of these pairs of eyes, one of them was actually Ye Nantian, who had provoked Fang Han! The third place on the Mountains and Rivers List, I don't know how much more powerful it was than Yuan Jiankong.

"Hmph! What is the original sword empty? Occasionally swallowed the silver snake guts, and got the silver snake sword rewarded by the sect, and the golden blue shirt barely squeezed into the mountains and rivers list. I don't know how many garbage artifacts like him there are. If this Fang Han has the Seven Evil Gourd in his hand, I still use him as an opponent, without the Seven Evil Gourd, what will he do to fight me? If I want to pinch him to death, he will pinch him to death. ”

Ye Nantian's tone was cold, revealing a sense of arrogance, but there was no trace of contempt in his eyes.

The person who spoke to him was also a man, it was Lin Yan, who was ranked fourth on the list of mountains and rivers!

"Since Senior Brother Ye said so, it must be certain. However, this Fang Han's performance today is really impressive, I have to go back and prepare, lest the boat capsize in the ditch. ”

After finishing speaking, this Lin Yan left in a hurry.

"Come here. ”

Ye Nantian hooked his fingers, and at this moment, an inner disciple hurriedly walked over, "Senior Brother Ye, what are your orders?"

"You contact a few more people, keep an eye on Fang Han, use the concealment talisman, don't be discovered by him. What he does every day and where he goes to cultivate, he keeps an eye on it for twelve hours, as long as he goes out, he stares at it to death, and as soon as there is news, he immediately reports to me. This is thirty jīng Yuan Dan, a reward for you, and when you find out all the details of Fang Han, I will go to Wanluo Peak and ask for a flying sword for each of you. ”

With a flick of his fingers, a gourd pill flew out of his sleeve and fell into the hands of this inner disciple.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Ye!" the inner disciple was overjoyed and left in a hurry.

"Fang Han, Fang Han, I don't believe that you will step into the Divine Power Secret Realm before me! Ye Nantian sneered, his body flashed, and he disappeared, and no one knew where he went.

"Hongyi, after three days of practicing the exercises, let's go underground to practice. Walking into the Chuan Gong Academy, Fang Han found many tall stone pillars on the ground, each of which could only accommodate one person sitting cross-legged.

"Okay! There are a lot of elixirs in the underground world, and there are even magic crystal jade, and I also want to collect a little good alchemy and refining talismans. ”

Stone pillars are like forests.

In the most zhōngyāng of the stone forest, there is a huge altar of law, and above the altar is the platform for passing on the gong.

Fang Han jumped onto a stone pillar, sat down cross-legged, and saw that all the inner disciples of all sizes were sitting around.

The melodious bell rang, and suddenly there was an old man with an extremely long beard and immortal wind bones on the altar of the Chuan Gong Dharma, who was none other than the Elder of the Chuan Gong, this was not the kind of semi-elder, but an existence with profound mana and vast magical powers.

"This time, there was an accident in the Heavenly Demon Battlefield, and as a result, among the inner disciples of my Feather Sect, many inner disciples were promoted, and the foundation was a little shallow. For this reason, I will teach you one more cultivation method this time. Listen carefully, I will teach once, and I will not teach a second time. It depends on your chance, and you can learn as much as you can. ”

The voice of the elder resounded throughout the entire temple, and the words were clear.

"Heaven and Earth Haoran Qi Formula"

Fang Han listened carefully, not daring to miss a word, sure enough, this elder of the Gong Gong firmly remembered the mantra of "Heaven and Earth Haoran Qi" and the mental method of Yuhuamen, especially the "Haoqi Long Song" at the end, and the "Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds", which simply complemented each other.

This elder, between teaching the mental method, also mixed some explanations, sure enough, every time he explained, he made Fang Hanmao suddenly, like an initiation.

This is the master's understanding of cultivation by the master of the Divine Power Secret Realm, which is not trivial, but it is no better than reading a book and pondering it yourself. Often, some things, I think about it for a long time, pondering the wrong path I am still taking, but I am awakened by a word from the Elder Chuangong.

"It's really hard training for three years, it's not as good as a famous teacher. ”

Fang Han sighed in his heart.

After a long time, suddenly the bell rang, and the voice of the Elder Chuan Gong stopped, and the person disappeared with it, and the explanation was finished.

"Didn't you say that you had any questions about cultivation, you could ask the Elder Chuangong, why did the Elder Chuangong disappear?" Fang Han wondered.

"This requires contributing to the sect, reporting it layer by layer, and getting the qualifications to ask questions, so that the elders will answer your questions about cultivation. Every problem requires a lot of effort. Lord Hongyi said: "So we go underground, if we can kill many demons and contribute the corpses of demons to the sect, we will also be qualified to ask questions." ”

"I see. Fang Han nodded.

For three days in a row, Fang Han and Hongyi County Master listened to the elders of Chuangong teach them the cultivation methods, and learned the profound methods such as "Yuanchen jīng Divine Technique", "Heaven and Earth Haoran Qi", and "Mixed Cave Breathing Gong" one by one.

In the past, Fang Han learned the mantra of Yuanchen jīng magic from the crane fairy, and thought that he could find it well, but after listening to the explanation of Elder Chuangong, he realized that he had only learned the skin.

After three days of listening, I still can't get enough.

But after three days, the temple was closed, and it was not until the last three days of the next month that the altar was reopened.

"How good would it be if Rìrì could listen to the lecture?" On this day, Fang Han and the county lord of Hongyi were ready, out of Yuhua City, stroking the Ten Thousand Beast cards, and after a while, there was a crane roar, and the crane fairy glided down from the sky and fell in front of Fang Han.

"How is that possible? Hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Yuhua Sect, if they teach them one by one, how can they be taught? But to become a true disciple, you can ask for advice at any time. The disciples on the list of mountains and rivers also have the qualifications to consult the elders on difficult cultivation problems. "Hongyi County is the main road.

"Fang Han, I heard that you have become an inner disciple, why did you come to see me" Crane Fairy shouted, very dissatisfied. However, when Fang Han took out a jīng Yuan Dan and stuffed it on her crane's beak, she jumped up: "Jīng Yuan Dan! You are willing to give me food? Good things, good things, if I take this pill every day, I can transform." ”

"It doesn't matter, this time we went underground to practice, just to collect genius earth treasures and refine pills. There's something for you to eat when the time comes. Fang Han smiled slightly.

"Silence, I feel that for the past three days, someone has been staring at us. Lord Hongyi said suddenly.

"I've already felt it, let's get out of Yuhua Mountain first, and then play a good game. Fang Han's voice was slight, like a mosquito humming.

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