As Fang Ping stopped practicing and fell into thinking, the surrounding mountains and forests suddenly became silent, and even the sound of the wind could not be heard.

He looked at himself with a quick turn of his mind, and the fact that he was able to have the cultivation foundation of today was all because he had cultivated the three health preservation exercises.

In the eyes of the world, it is worthless, and the health maintenance exercises that are abandoned like shoes are the brilliant avenue that goes straight to the pinnacle of martial arts.

【Turtle Breath Breath Breath Technique (Unparalleled in the World (75%)】

【Strong physical skills (unparalleled 75%)】

【Furnace Cultivation (Divine Skill Covering the World)】

Each of the three health exercises has its own uniqueness.

Listed as the turtle breath breath spitting technique, Fang Ping with this martial arts into the product, can breathe and breathe to nourish the essence and spirit, but also in the old breath of the new body to discharge impurities in the body, also has the effect of prolonging life, strengthening the body and bones, although there is no outstanding place, but the emphasis is on all aspects, all the way after he was cultivated to the unparalleled realm in the world, but also evolved the turtle breath golden pill, turtle breath dragon armor and other moves.

Strengthening the body is an extreme, not as comprehensive as the turtle breath breath spitting technique, and it only nourishes qi and blood!

Fang Ping's golden true blood, which contained infinite life potential, was the best proof of this.

And the furnace skills, the furnace raises a hundred scriptures, as the furnace, leading the heaven and earth into the body, tapping the potential of martial arts, and improving the physique of martial arts.

To improve the martial arts level of the furnace cultivation, it is also very simple, the furnace cultivation of the hundred scriptures is the key, today, Fang Ping has taken a big step on the road of the furnace cultivation of the hundred classics, and he controls the artistic conception of the sword, the artistic conception of the sword, the artistic conception of the fist, the artistic conception of the palm, the artistic conception of gold, the artistic conception of water, the artistic conception of the wind and other thirty-eight kinds of martial arts artistic conception.

Don't say that the twelve states of Daxuan, the thirty-three kingdoms of the four seas of Kyushu and the four seas of the human race do not have that one divine power martial saint, you can comprehend such a lot of martial arts artistic conceptions, right? The artistic conception of martial arts is not invincible in the world if you have more enlightenment, but it takes a lot of energy to improve, and too much artistic conception of martial arts will be counterattacked.

In addition, the furnace cultivation can also be broken through refining demons, but if there are too many refining demons, it will be contaminated with ominous evil energy.

"There are two ways in front of me right now, one is to refine demons, the other is the artistic conception of martial arts, two methods, the first one is more extreme and fast, the demons in Daxuan are not enough, so I will go to Daxuan to find them. The second path is more conservative.

Among the thirty-eight martial arts intentions under my control, except for several martial arts artistic conceptions such as sword art conception, sword art conception, fist art conception, fingering art conception, etc., the rest of the martial arts artistic conception is only the prototype of the artistic conception. ”

"Huh? Why don't I refine demons while comprehending the rudiments of martial arts? ”

"You can't have both fish and bear's paws, but that's for ordinary people, so why should I stick to common sense?"

Fang Ping stood up with a bright eye, his posture was a little brighter, as if he had broken through the current obstacle, and there was no confusion in his heart.

"Okay, just do it! While refining demons, he cultivated a hundred scriptures. The two paths went hand in hand, and in the end, they were swallowing a lot of source qi, and I didn't believe that this would not be able to condense the "Immortal Golden Body" into a supernatural seed. ”

Thinking like this in his heart, Fang Ping shook the sky with a long smile, and with a step on his feet, the Jin Ge chariot flew out of his cuffs, volleying like a big sun.

Spirited, he swallowed mountains and rivers and landed on the Jin Ge chariot, and in a breath, Fang Ping returned to the Mingyue Palace.

During his cultivation in the mountain behind the Mingyue Palace, Lantai Qingluo and Li Rou got along day and night, saying hello in the morning and evening, as if there was no slightest estrangement, when Fang Ping walked into the main hall, the female sect master was sitting in front of the jade table facing him, there were melons and fruits on the table, all kinds of food, and she listened to Li Rou with a smile.

Fang Ying was also there, interjecting from time to time.

Fang Ping didn't interrupt, just stood in place and watched, the female sect master was wearing a water-sleeved lotus brocade robe today, with a lotus pattern embroidered on her chest, and the green silk was pulled into a woman's shape.

Under the snow-white slender swan-like neck, the mind is broad and surging, and it is also the place where Fang Ping lingers, and then there is a slender waist that is too much and too little, and a pair of long legs that occupy two-thirds of his tall body can be faintly seen under the skirt, and he is actually wearing black stockings in a fishnet suit.

A face as delicate as carved jade is also absolutely beautiful and flawless, sitting there with his hands folded on his waist, revealing a graceful and luxurious atmosphere that is difficult to hide.

Fang Ping looked at it pleasing to the eye, and was only seen by Li Rou after a while, but it was different from the past, when he saw Fang Ping in the past, he had to shout that my son is back, sit down quickly, my mother will make you something to eat, but at this time, when I saw Li Rou who appeared in Fang Ping, it was as if I didn't see it.

"......" Fang Ping sighed incomprehensibly, but he still stepped forward with a smile, stretched out his hand to pick up Fang Ying, and sat next to the female sect master, his palm instinctively fell on the female sect master's thigh, groping up and down, purely instinct without thinking, causing the female sect master's cheeks to blush, and she pretended to have nothing to do and moved forward.

Li Rou had something to say, her expression was a little more solemn, and she said, "When are you going to do it?" ”

Fang Ping was slightly flustered, "What did my mother say?" ”

"Don't pretend to be confused, Qingluo followed you, don't you bring a big deal to marry someone into the door?"

Fang Ping was silent and glanced at the female sect master: "What do you think?" ”

Tantai Qingluo smiled indifferently, obviously she didn't care much, but if she had, she wouldn't refuse.

"Second brother, I've thought about it, don't you have a car, when the time comes, you will come by car, fall from the sky, and then enter the cave room with your sister-in-law under the watchful eye." Fang Ying shouted loudly.

"Are you stupid?" Fang Ping couldn't cry or laugh.

Half a month later, Fang Ping said goodbye to Li Rou and left Mingyue Palace, Lantai Qingluo didn't go with him, threatening to condense the seeds of supernatural powers, Fang Ping could see some clues, it was nothing more than that he was getting stronger and stronger now, and the female sect master had some psychological pressure, just say it, and if you hold it in your heart, it will be a disease.

Fang Ping had to be relieved with kind words before leaving, but they had little effect.

After Fang Ping left, Lantai Qingluo arranged the affairs in the Mingyue Palace the next day, and entered a quiet room in the Mingyue Palace to retreat, the moment she sat down, the female sect master had her lips struggling, and finally closed her eyes with determination, and when she opened her eyes, the female sect master's temperament changed abruptly, and her eyes became different, as if she had become another.

Between the palms of his hands, there was a certain forbidden method running, as empty and ethereal as the sound of heaven, and he said coldly: "Your martial arts cultivation is too poor, and you have no foundation at all, so you can only start all over again." ”

"Starting all over again?" The voice of the Qingluo sounded, startled, and then sighed: "Whatever you want......"

Overnight, her cultivation was gone.

"This Taiyin Immortal Dafa can make people reborn after breaking and standing, and sublimate to the extreme, practicing this method is no better, after Dacheng, it can also shape the Taiyin Immortal Bone."

Occupying the existence of the body, Yu Yu said, carrying the breath in the body with his hands together, swimming all over the limbs and hundreds of remains, around the acupoints, and said again: "This wisp of the remnant soul of this emperor will not be dispersed, and when it is not dispersed, it will be blended with your soul, it can be seen that it is the calamity of this emperor, we are now like one, and this emperor will definitely not harm you."

It's impossible to erase your consciousness, but Bendi wants to use your body to do the unfinished thing. ”

What she said was true, she didn't lie, and at least so far, she couldn't do anything.

Shantai Qingluo, who handed over the control of her body to the other party, did not say a word, since she had made her choice, she would not regret it.

In the sky above Yanzhou, the Jin Ge chariot flew across the sky, with amazing speed, plowing through the atmosphere along the way, leaving behind the aftermath of a ravine-like abyss.

Fang Ping's figure is majestic, standing above the golden chariot in the sky, a pair of eyes, the divine light is like electricity, sharp as a knife overlooking the reckless land below, mountains, rivers and lakes, as long as there is the existence of demons, it can't escape his eyes.

……

In the middle of an old forest deep in the mountains.

A Taoist temple, incense constantly stands in the afterglow of the sunset.

In the courtyard, the old Taoist priest with white hair and a bun on his head held the Buddha dust in one hand and the Taoist Sutra in the other hand, floating out of the dust. ”

"Howler!" The Dao Tong who has been ordered has a somewhat scary appearance, his body is huge and three or four meters tall, but his face is like that of an immature child, a head is also as big as a millstone, his face is innocent and well-behaved, his skin is black, his muscles are full of blood vessels, and he has a metal color that is invulnerable to knives and guns, and water and fire are invulnerable.

After only half a cup of tea, the big-headed boy jumped back into the yard, still holding a food box in his hand, and after opening it, dozens of steaming and still warm blood-red hearts were revealed, as if they had just been dug out of the human body.

"Good—"

The old Taoist priest smiled kindly and stretched out his hand, and the big-headed boy hurriedly knelt on the ground and let the old Taoist priest touch the top cover.

"Is there meat without wine? I'm going to get some more blood. The old Taoist priest patted the boy's head and commanded.

Wu, the old Taoist priest's expression changed greatly and looked at the edge of the sky, it was the end of the unitary time, the beginning of the hour, the sun did not enter the end of the world, leaving a few afterglows, but I don't know what was going on, suddenly there was a round of golden sun that broke through the universe of heaven and earth, approaching the Taoist temple from far and near, the dazzling golden light, to the old Taoist priest could not open his eyes.

The oncoming sound of killing Jin Ge shook the sky and the earth, and it was endless.

The old Taoist priest stood up in a creep.

The golden light dissipated, and a golden chariot of tens of zhang in size, surrounded by the phantom of the true dragon god phoenix, reverberating with the spirit of war drums and killing, appeared above the Taoist temple, and the black-clothed young man standing on it, with both hands behind his back, swallowed mountains and rivers, and was the only one, his eyes looked down coldly, and said: "The place where the Taoist Qing cultivates has become a hiding place for demons." ”

At the first sight of the black-clothed young man, the old Taoist priest felt that a desolate mountain was pressed on his body, his body was about to crack, and his strength could not be operated.

Divine Martial Saint!

The old Taoist priest is a demon, not an ordinary demon, in terms of strength, it can be comparable to the most powerful five-qi master in the human race, relying on the body of a demon, he is not afraid of encountering an ordinary martial arts master, but between him and the supernatural martial saint, it is the difference between cloud and mud.

"Run!"

Without any thought of resistance, the old Taoist priest let out a scream, and the big-headed boy in the courtyard, his eyes glowed red, jumped high, and pounced on the black-clothed young man in the sky without fear of death.

The Taoist boy in Fang Ping's eyes, like a humanoid demon, but in essence, it should be a human being, and he was transformed into a slave who is not a human or a ghost by the old Taoist priest with the power of a demon, and his strength is not weak, he lightly slapped out his palm, and wiped out the big-headed boy, and the residual power was undiminished, gathering the vitality of heaven and earth, and condensing into a huge palm to grab the old Taoist.

Taking advantage of the moment when the big-headed boy attacked Fang Ping and attracted Fang Ping's attention, the body of the demon Lao Dao was wrapped in a black demon mist and floated out of the Taoist temple, and burrowed into the lofty mountains and mountains outside the Taoist temple.

Looking back, the demon old way is full of dead souls, and the huge palm that came from the sky grabbed his demon body between grasping and grasping, and he couldn't break free even if he tried his best to stimulate the demon's power.

Furnace maintenance!

Fang Ping's body glowed, holding up a hundred-zhang size of the ancient Ding visionary phantom, and as soon as the furnace mouth opened, it swallowed the sky and refined the earth.

"No......" the demon shouted, but he still couldn't change his fate of being thrown into the furnace.

Buzz!

After a little refining, the old demon path will be wiped out.

A warm current walked around Fang Ping's body, and the furnace maintenance function had a slight improvement.

In the next half a year, Fang Ping traveled all over the twelve states of Daxuan, refining the demons of the thousands, during which he also transformed several prototypes of martial arts artistic conception into a complete martial arts artistic conception, and there was not much improvement in cultivation, but the progress of raising furnace skills was gratifying, and after operation, the momentum fluctuations compared with half a year ago have been greatly improved.

On this day, Fang Ping came to a deserted, dark and decaying mountain outside Daxuan.

The demons in Daxuan, not to mention everything, have almost all become firewood in his furnace, so he can only come to Daxuanwai to try his luck.

The area he came from at this moment was located outside the Great Xuan, and the sky within a radius of hundreds of miles was covered with layers of black clouds that suppressed people's hearts, and there was a scene of silence and desolation in the mountains below, with few fresh grass and vegetation, and the trees were all bare, and the streams and lakes were polluted by an evil breath into foul-smelling turbid water, and the bones of birds and beasts could be seen everywhere.

Fang Ping stood outside the mountain and observed for a while, driving the Jin Ge chariot to break in, and when he reached the depths of the mountain, he scanned through his divine sense and locked on the whereabouts of a demon.

In the cave deep underground, a rugged man as strong as a beast was soaked in a pool of blood below his skull.

The blood pool contained an infinite amount of life essence, which was accumulated by the demon man slaughtering countless living beings.

At the beginning of the birth of the demon, the demon has its own demonic power, and after cultivating to the realm of the Divine Martial Saint, this demonic power can be condensed into a demon seed, which is essentially the same as the divine power seed condensed by the Terran Martial Saint, and has a different path to the same end.

At this moment, the demon man who was sitting in the blood pool and spitting, absorbing the essence of life, and warming the demon body, suddenly condensed a demon seed, and the moment he noticed that someone was spying on him, he frowned, roared, and his body turned into a black magic light and rushed out of the ground, and when he went outside, his eyes were solemn and staring at the sudden black-clothed youth.

The corners of Fang Ping's mouth hooked up a satisfied arc, for more than half a year, the demons that he had refined were uneven, most of them were at the level of the Divine Hidden Realm, the Heavenly and Human Realm, the Martial Arts Grandmaster, and the Martial Dao Grand Master level demons added up to no more than a hundred, now it's okay, catching a big fish is worth the thousands of demons he has refined in half a year.

"Terran Martial Saint ......"

The demon man's physique is huge, more than five meters tall, especially better than Fang Ping, the muscles on his body are stacked together like steel bars, the momentum is violent, his face is rough, and the evil aura revealed between the breath is flooding the heaven and earth in all directions, but in front of Fang Ping's majestic and majestic posture, it is completely a little bleak.

He also seemed to realize that Fang Ping was a great enemy, so he didn't hold it up, and snorted: "This seat is here to escape from the world and practice, away from the troubles of the world, Your Excellency is coming with great momentum, is it to be the enemy of this seat?" I wonder what has offended Your Excellency in this seat? ”

Fang Pingfu smiled, from the moment he saw the demon man, the other party was no different from a dead man, and said: "Don't waste your tongue, if you have any moves, you can use them." ”

Hearing this, the demon man's eyes were split, and the demon seed in his body was rippling, but the human beings standing on the golden chariot looked at the past and the present, arrogant, and despised him so much, he was by no means an ordinary human martial saint, maybe there were two divine power seeds in his body, and three divine power seeds were not necessarily, and said: "I am under the command of the Black Sky Demon King, Your Excellency really wants to be my enemy?" ”

Black Sky Demon King?

"I think I've heard ...... somewhere"

"I remember, when I was in the city of Guangling Mansion, when I used the furnace cultivation technique to refine the white-clothed demon, the other party said that he was under the command of the Black Sky Demon King."

Fang Ping looked thoughtfully at the rough demon man below and asked, "How powerful is the Black Sky Demon King in your mouth?" Is it beyond the scope of the Divine Power Martial Saint? Where is he hiding now? ”

The demon man did not doubt him, and replied: "The strength of the Demon King, not what you can imagine, is the Divine Power Martial Saint in your human race who has condensed three supernatural power seeds, and when they encounter the Black Sky Demon King, they can only be killed by the neck, and they will be captured, I advise you to leave quickly, because I have already contacted the Demon King through the Demon Secret Technique, and he will not be able to do it." ”

Fang Ping sneered, it seemed that the Black Heaven Demon King had not yet gone beyond the realm of the Divine Martial Saint, and the demon man below said that he had contacted the Black Heaven Demon King through the Demon Secret Technique, but it was just a bluff, even if he came, he would refine it.

(End of chapter)