Outside the entrance of the Ten Thousand Burials Mountain River Cave.

Fang Ping left Fang Ying alone, and he entered the Ten Thousand Burial Mountains and Rivers Cave first.

After passing through the mist-filled, desolate mountain tunnel, he felt as if he had arrived in another world.

Looking up, Fang Ping stood on a mountain peak, behind him was a tunnel connected to the outside world, the lead clouds above his head were dense, layered, the sun, moon and stars were not seen all year round, it seemed a little depressing, and lightning occasionally jumped behind the clouds.

The earth below the peaks, the ravines are vertical and horizontal, the hills are towering, extremely barren and barren, there are no flowers and trees, not to mention the vigorous scene, the earth is also full of white bones, the flesh and blood have been corroded clean, and some of the armor outside the bones are corroded with thousands of holes, and when the wind blows, they will crumble and shatter into ashes.

In addition to the humanoid skeletons, there are also many beast remains scattered under the sky, strange shapes and sizes.

Thundered!

Fang Ping's ears vaguely sounded the sound of war drums that stretched like thunder.

It seems that a long time ago, there was an earth-shattering, bloody battle here.

The smell of destruction and killing in the air made people shudder and tremble.

"The deeper you go, the more huge this killing and destructive aura becomes, this is only the outer area, and the precipitated aura of destruction and killing is so strong and amazing."

After Fang Ping sighed for a short time, he felt that the killing and destructive qi in this peripheral area had no sharpening effect on him, and it was a test for Fang Ying, who was in the third transformation of the Heaven and Man Realm.

After Xiao Nizi stepped into the martial arts, she had never fought with anyone, not to mention the lack of combat experience, her state of mind was also a problem, Fang Ping could not give shelter all the time, put the other party on the periphery of this "Ten Thousand Burials Mountains and Rivers Cave", and use the killing and destruction aura precipitated here to sharpen the other party's state of mind, and he could go to the depths of this "Ten Thousand Burials Mountains and Rivers Cave" to find out.

Thinking about it, Fang Ping returned to the outside, beckoned, and took Xiao Nizi through the tunnel and returned to the Ten Thousand Burial Mountains and Rivers Cave.

As soon as she stepped into the Ten Thousand Burial Mountains and Rivers Cave, Fang Ying's little face turned pale, and the aura of killing and destruction surging between heaven and earth devoured her like a knife and axe, and the sharp blade hung her neck, and she was like a flat boat in the stormy waves, and there were earth-shattering shouts and killing sounds in her ears, the sound of war drums, and the scene of blood flowing in front of her, and the scene of all things being lost flashed.

Subconsciously, Xiao Nizi approached her brother, like a frightened chick, seeking comfort and shelter.

Fang Ping sighed in his heart, and reprimanded sternly: "Life is in heaven and earth, all you can rely on is yourself, what others can give you, you can take it back, and what you get is your own." ”

Fang Ying blinked as if she didn't understand.

Without much explanation, Fang Ping held the collar behind Xiao Nizi's neck in one hand, and stood on the battlefield with no end in sight while jumping down the mountain peak.

Glancing at Xiao Nizi, who was trembling and had difficulty breathing, Fang Ping walked a distance towards the depths of the battlefield and stopped in front of a beast-shaped skeleton that was more than a hundred zhang long and dozens of zhang high.

The head of the beast-shaped skeleton has a hole the size of a millstone, and the edges are full of cracks, indicating that it has fallen because of this.

"You just dig a pit here and bury yourself, I'm going to go to the depths of this heaven and earth to find out, don't run around, don't think about escaping, you have to be able to calm down here and cultivate for a year and a half, it will be of great benefit to you."

Fang Ping told Xiao Nizi word by word.

"And what if I meet the bad guys?"

Fang Ying took a breath and asked.

"Then it depends on whether you can be in a hurry and turn the danger into a disaster, the ordinary bad guy, you can scare away by throwing the poor strange wood carving I gave you, if you encounter an enemy who can't scare away by throwing the poor strange wood carving, you still have the identity of a disciple of Xuantian Sect."

"Xuantian Sect disciple? Isn't this what you made up nonsense, second brother? ”

"It's made up nonsense, but people don't know it, won't you be a fake tiger?"

"Then second brother, go and come back quickly, if I have three long and two short, you can't explain to our mother when you go back."

"......" Fang Ping was speechless, this timid as a mouse, greedy for life and afraid of death, is it someone's sister on the other side.

"It's still a lack of experience, but now is a good opportunity."

Resolutely leaving Xiao Nizi alone, Fang Ping walked towards the depths of the battlefield alone.

Seeing that the second brother was gone, and he was the only one left in all directions, and all he saw was white bones, Fang Ying swallowed and spat all over her body, and after rolling her eyes, she dug a big pit in the ground according to her brother's prompt, and then drilled into it, and then covered up the hole entrance, which was really a lot more peaceful.

Fang Ping didn't know that he mentioned it casually, Xiao Nizi really dug a pit and buried herself, he walked leisurely, striding on the devastated land with his head held high, as he went deeper, the killing and destroying qi precipitated between heaven and earth became more and more grand and terrifying, and the shouting and killing sound in his ears, the sound of war drums was like a hammer, bombarding his heart.

Half a day later, Fang Ping saw someone fighting.

Under the vast and broken sky, the two Divine Hidden Realm monks came and went, intertwined and fighting, fighting for their lives, both of them showed all their strength, and they hated to cut each other with a thousand knives.

After noticing someone approaching, the two of them stopped in unison.

Fang Ping knew that these two people were afraid that they would get involved, and as for why the two of them were fighting and fighting, he also guessed a few clues, it was nothing more than because of the diamond-shaped, obscure crystal stone on the ground.

With long eyebrows and sideburns, the green crown old man with fluttering sleeves arched his hand and said: "The poor road is a breeze to watch the master." ”

Fang Ping returned a salute, "Xuantian Sect is true to Jiang Chen!" ”

"The true inheritance of Xuantian Sect? I've never heard of it. Qingguan Lao Dao secretly thought.

"I don't care who you are, hurry up, don't disturb the two of us to fight." The martial artist of the Shenzang Realm who fought against the old Taoist of the green crown was fierce, with a pair of iron fists congested, crawling with green tendons as hideous as earthworms.

Fang Ping was indifferent, and released his divine sense into the diamond-shaped crystal in the ground, and actually felt a martial arts artistic conception from it, and also saw a vivid, imposing man like a rainbow light and shadow, waving a spear, the gun came out like a dragon, and wherever it passed, it swept the wind and clouds, and the howling sound was like thunder.

"There is a killing and destroying atmosphere in this Ten Thousand Burials Mountains and Rivers Cave to sharpen the mood and will, and there is also a martial arts artistic conception that can be understood, obviously, this crystal containing the artistic conception of martial arts was born in this Ten Thousand Burials Mountains and Rivers Cave, and the two of them fought and killed, but also for this crystal containing the artistic conception of martial arts."

Fang Ping didn't hesitate, stretched out his hand, and ingested the martial arts artistic conception crystal on the ground into the palm of his hand in the air.

"Bastard!" The fierce Shenzang Realm martial artist, jumping like thunder, he and Qingguan Lao Dao found the martial arts artistic conception crystal before and after, and before the winner could be distinguished, he was taken away by Fang Ping, or in front of him, in a rage, he pounced on Fang Ping regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, his fist was majestic, and the momentum was overwhelming.

Qingguan Lao Dao watched coldly, he was not as reckless as the former, although he couldn't see what Fang Ping's cultivation was, he could also make some speculations from his temperament.

"The grasshopper shakes the tree, it's ridiculous."

Fang Ping blew away the Divine Hidden Realm martial artist who pounced on him, and the wind, like an invisible palm, tossed the opponent to the ground hundreds of meters away.

"This ...... Blowing away a Divine Hidden Realm powerhouse in one breath? ”

Qingguan Lao Dao's pupils tightened suddenly, thinking that what was standing in front of him would not be a supernatural martial saint with a presence and skills.

Fang Ping didn't say a word, holding the martial arts artistic conception crystal in his hand and disappeared from the sight of the old man of Qingguan.

As he walked, he invaded his divine consciousness into the martial arts artistic conception crystal in his hand, blessed his soul, and felt the artistic conception of the gun path without distraction.

The demonic comprehension, coupled with divine sense, does not need an hour, Fang Ping seems to have comprehended the true meaning of marksmanship, and has mastered the prototype of the artistic conception of the gun, and it will take time to transform it into a complete martial arts artistic conception.

The artistic conception of martial arts cannot be achieved overnight, those who have comprehended the artistic conception of the gun, or the artistic conception of the sword, the artistic conception of the sword, which one is not the summer practice of the three dogs, the winter practice of the three nine, perseverance under the enlightenment, only once enlightened.

"The martial arts artistic conception in this martial arts artistic conception crystal is strong and can be retained for a long time, in a sense, the value is infinite, and it belongs to something that can be passed down from generation to generation."

Fang Ping's mind moved, and the martial arts artistic conception crystal in his hand was included in the Qiankun Sword Ring.

A day later, Fang Ping found the second martial arts artistic conception crystal, the martial arts artistic conception contained in this martial arts artistic conception crystal was somewhat special, when Fang Ping sent out his divine sense, immersed in this martial arts artistic conception crystal, what he saw was a trickling, long and clear, covered with a layer of light white mist mountain stream stream.

In the Tianya Library, Fang Ping has seen a record of three words and two words from a book, the artistic conception of martial arts is all-encompassing, endless, some are derived from swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, fists, palms, legs, and fingers, and some people have realized a certain martial arts artistic conception from the nature of heaven and earth, this kind of martial arts artistic conception is essentially no different from the previous one, but it is more elusive.

"The artistic conception of water?"

"Everything in the world has its charm, every flower and grass is like this, and so is every dust and every eye."

Fang Ping admired it, before that, he thought that the records in the Tianya Book Pavilion were written by someone who was scared, but he didn't think it was true.

Get rid of distracting thoughts, Fang Ping comprehended the artistic conception of water in the crystal of martial arts, at first he was a little dazed, but everything is extinguished and born together, he has a brilliant understanding, and he also controls the complete artistic conception of the sword, the artistic conception of the sword, the artistic conception of the palm, the artistic conception of fingering, the artistic conception of boxing, and the artistic conception of the spear technique that came to the enlightenment yesterday.

At the moment when the artistic conception of the water was conceived, the furnace function operated independently, and outside the tall body of Fang Pingwei'an, a three-legged and two-eared statue rose in the mist, engraved with stars, sun and moon, flowers, birds, fish and insects, and the phantom of the ancient Ding vision of mountains and rivers.

Airplanes!

In the virtual shadow of the ancient Ding vision flowing with the supreme mysterious charm, the furnace raises a hundred scriptures, imprinted with seven completely different martial arts artistic conceptions, namely the artistic conception of the sword, the artistic conception of the sword, the artistic conception of the palm, the artistic conception of fingering, the artistic conception of the fist, and the artistic conception of the spearmanship, the artistic conception of water, the artistic conception of the seven martial arts are endless, interlocking, and closely connected.

Click!

The bones clanged, and the blood surged.

Fang Ping's body was scorching, the dragon roared in his spine, and a stream of heat swam in the flesh and pores around his body and the hundreds of bones in his limbs.

In a few moments, the phantom of the ancient Ding vision dissipated, Fang Ping was refreshed, full of energy, and his cultivation was improved, this is not the key, the important thing is that the furnace cultivation has grown a lot.

"Furnace Cultivation Hundred Classics! Comprehending several martial arts artistic conceptions can definitely elevate this exercise to the next level. ”

As a result, Fang Ping quickened his pace, his divine sense was released, and everything within a radius of a hundred zhang along the way was invisible in his eyes.

Unconsciously, he arrived at the core area deep in the "Ten Thousand Burial Mountains and Rivers Cave", and a sinkhole appeared in front of him, like a meteorite smashed out, jumping into it, the killing and destroying qi precipitated between heaven and earth suddenly increased, and the vastness was so rich that Fang Ping's mind was stagnant, even some strong-willed martial arts masters could not support it for long.

Fang calmed down, there were no taboos, he walked forward, and saw the two of them after a while.

It is a man and a woman, like a husband and wife, the man is about fifty years old, old and strong, with white temples, with the cultivation of the three-qi grandmaster realm, and the woman who walks with him is a beautiful woman with charm and jewelry, wearing a gorgeous and noble dress, white and tender skin, delicate facial features, and a little charm between the eyebrows.

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from behind him, the man arched his hand and said, "Contemptible Wang Yue, this one is the cheap inner grandson." ”

He looked at the young man who came over, strutting his head, the abyss and mountains, his face was like a knife and an axe, his eyes were like meteors and lightning, every step was like stepping on a person's heart, and he knew that this was a powerful character, and if he could make friends with one or two, it would be the best.

Fang Ping's jaw nodded slightly, which was regarded as a response.

This indifferent gesture made Sun's eyebrows frown.

"This person should not be underestimated, don't be petty." Wang Yue secretly admonished his beloved wife.

Fang Ping didn't have time to care about the couple's thoughts, he just wanted to collect more martial arts crystals now.

"Huh? Why don't I grab the martial arts crystals that others have collected? This is the same as making money, making money is never as fast as grabbing money, so be a bad guy? ”

Fang Ping, who had a flash of inspiration in his mind, stopped and stared at the husband and wife.

Wang Yue shuddered: "What advice does Your Excellency have?" ”

He had the heart to befriend this person, but this person was arrogant and indifferent, so he didn't hold out hope, but the other party's eyes at the moment made him speculate and be uneasy.

"I am the true inheritance of Xuantian Sect Jiang Chen! Do you have the crystal that contains the artistic conception of martial arts? ”

Fang Ping's eyes locked on the husband and wife like knives.

Under this sharp gaze, Wang Yue didn't know how to answer, he did have a martial arts artistic conception crystal on his body.

"What do you want to do!" Sun, who still had the charm, let out a coquettish shout.

"That's it?" Fang Ping smiled and said, "Hand it over!" Jiang can let the two of you go. ”

Wang Yue clenched his fists, he is also the cultivation of the Three Qi Grandmaster, he can go to the depths of this "Ten Thousand Burial Mountains and Rivers Cave", his heart and will are also one in a million, and he has been tempered and powerful, but Fang Ping's momentum is too strong, which makes him become dull, and now it is different, the other party wants to take advantage of it, how can he obediently obey.

Secretly mobilized the internal force of the whole body.

"Don't give it?" Fang Ping moved, and his majestic and huge body rushed to the Sun clan with a momentum that covered the sun and the sky.

The Sun clan of the Second Qi Grandmaster Realm, the souls of the dead are all rising, under the big hand that Fang Ping poked out, he didn't listen to the call or say anything, and he also had a sense of insignificance that he was going to be ruthlessly crushed and wiped into ashes.

Fang Ping had no intention of killing, captured Sun, and dodged back to the same place.

"Martial Arts Grand Master?"

Wang Yue, who hadn't seen Fang Ping's movements clearly from beginning to end, only felt that as soon as there was a flower in front of him, his beloved wife beside him fell into the hands of the young man in black.

Fang Ping took the martial arts artistic conception crystal thrown by the other party and floated away.

"Too much deception!" The humiliated Sun looked at Fang Ping's back indignantly.

Wang Yue wiped his cold sweat and persuaded: "He really only wants that martial arts artistic conception crystal, otherwise you and I will be unable to escape the catastrophe, and we will be able to avoid disasters and avoid disasters." ”

Sun nodded, feeling that what her husband said still made some sense, so she didn't dwell on it.

Holding the snatched martial arts artistic conception crystal in his hand, Fang Ping sank his divine consciousness into it and observed a new martial arts artistic conception.

Artistic conception of leg law!

Between the clouds and clouds, a figure exerts its leg technique, sweeping like a giant pillar, and its strength is like a river, either rigid or soft, and it can be retracted and released freely.

Comprehending the artistic conception of this leg, Fang Ping did not waste long.

In the moment when he controlled the rudimentary form of the artistic conception of the leg method, the furnace cultivation gong operated more than a dozen breaths independently.

Then, Fang Ping included the Martial Arts Artistic Conception Crystal containing the Leg Law Artistic Conception into the Qiankun Sword Ring.

Trouble came as expected.

The two old men walked one after the other and collided with Fang Ping.

In terms of cultivation, the two old men are both in the realm of the Five Qi Grandmasters, one is wearing a yellow robe, his face is full of wrinkles, and the other is a purple robe, his face is gloomy and cold.

"Which junior, report your name."

The old man in the yellow robe was the first to shout.

"Xuantian Sect True Transmission Jiang Chen." Fang Ping showed his identity without hesitation, and was just about to ask the two old men if they had martial arts crystals on them, don't force yourself to bully the old man.

Seeing the purple-robed old man with a gloomy face, he sneered coldly: "What Xuantian Sect, the martial arts holy land in the territory of Daxuan, the old man knows everything, I haven't heard of the power of Xuantian Sect, it seems that it is also a small sect." Without further ado, junior, you have come all the way to this place, and you must have that artistic conception crystal on your body? ”

What is the artistic conception of the divine crystal in the old guy's mouth, there is no need to say more.

"Are they going to take the Martial Arts Crystal from me?"

Fang Ping was stunned, and fell into the eyes of the two old men, becoming frightened and at a loss.

"Junior rest assured, as long as you hand over the collected artistic conception crystal, the old man will ensure that you are safe and sound."

The yellow-robed old man said categorically.

(End of chapter)