Fang Xing sat cross-legged on his bed and worked hard to write straight.

"Experiment with chairs. The experimental results showed that the seven-colored treasure light had no effect on wood or iron. ”

Fang Xing wrote a few sentences, put down the pen again, and then grabbed a toad from the drawer.

"Now give it a try, does the seven-colored treasure light have any effect on living creatures?"

The brilliance of the seven-colored treasure light on his left hand shone brightly, and Fang Xing slowly pressed the palm that overflowed with the seven-colored treasure light towards the unlucky toad.

This is a wandering toad, which had just woken up from hibernation and called a few times in the corner of Fang Xing's house, and was captured by Fang Xing as a guinea pig for experiments. At this moment, it was lying on the head of the bed obediently, not moving, which also made Fang Xing worry-free.

"Huh? Doesn't seem to be moving? Fang Xing was a little strange, after the seven-colored treasure light touched the toad, this ugly guy was still motionless, if it weren't for the fact that its two eyes were still turning, Fang Xing would have thought it was dead.

With the attraction of Fang Xing's spiritual sense, some seven-colored treasure light floated from Fang Xing's palm onto the toad's body, covering it with a seven-colored robe. But this big toad with a black belly and a thin black pattern on its face still didn't react at all.

Fang Xing stretched out his hand and flicked its belly, and the toad croaked twice.

After patiently watching for a while, Fang Xing stretched out his hand and flicked it again, and the "quack" toad screamed twice, still lying there pretending to be dead.

Fang Xing shrugged his shoulders and could only declare the end of this experiment.

"Experiments on wandering toads have shown that the seven-colored treasure light has no effect on living creatures."

After writing this, Fang Xing sighed and suspended this experiment, which was quite colorful from his previous life. On paper, he had jot down dozens of experimental records, but only a handful of them were of value.

Fang Xing picked up the pen and highlighted some of the records.

"The seven-colored treasure light obeys my orders, and I can't rule out the possibility that it has its own spirituality."

"The seven-colored treasure light can move outside the body under the guidance of the spiritual sense, and the spiritual consciousness can go wherever he is, and he can currently shine on every place within ten zhang of himself in a single thought."

"The seven-colored treasure light is invalid against wood, against copper, iron, silver, and gold, and against living creatures. Aside from lifting the ban on the True Spirit Seal, no effective use has been found so far. ”

Fang Xing put down his pen, very depressed in his heart, he spent more than an hour studying the seven-colored treasure light, but the results were these painless news. It was a real headache for him.

At this time, the toad on the table screamed. Fang Xing was a little annoyed, and after retracting the seven-colored treasure light, he casually threw the toad on the table out of the window. This little thing that survived the experiment was wrapped in Fang Xing's innate energy, and it fell into the flowers two feet away, and it was unscathed. 'Quack' twice, and then jumped away by himself.

This little episode made Fang Xing laugh and be a little proud. More than an hour has passed since he took a bath, and although his understanding of the seven-colored treasure light is still not progressing, he has realized a lot in other aspects.

The worship in Fang's mother's room seemed to have opened Fang Xing's mind all of a sudden. After the soul and body were completely blended, not only could the seven-colored treasure light be used in the physical state, but even the thunder trick he had just learned could also be improved.

He now had a clearer understanding of the Zhou Tian operation method of the Thunder Jue, and he remembered the movement of the limbs and hundreds of bones clearly. What's even more gratifying is that every time he breathes, the thunder trick secretly dissolves and absorbs a part of the heaven and earth aura for him, nourishing his physical body at all times.

Although this change is very weak, it is better than nothing, and it is better than endless and endless, and Fang Xing believes that one day there will be the effect of water droplets.

He had now estimated that with the true qi of his current body, the innate tiger roaring energy could probably be formed into two paths. And after having the foundation-building method of the Thunder Technique, when he meditated, the speed of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth was more than ten times faster. Using the method of thunder to operate the aura of heaven and earth as the innate roaring energy of the tiger, it only takes two moments.

On average, after meditating for a quarter of an hour (15 minutes a quarter), Fang Xing could send out an innate tiger roaring energy, which was much higher than the previous two hours (one hour, 120 minutes) to urge a breath of innate tiger roaring energy. It was already slightly the same as the speed when his soul flew into the sky and absorbed the power of the moon flower.

Fang Xing had already known the division of the realm of corpse cultivation in his conversation with the black ghosts. Black-haired, white-haired, and green-haired zombies, these walking dead who don't have a mind are not enough to mention. Further up, there is an iron corpse that already has the mind of ordinary people, such as Zhao Yang, the tooth gate general under the tent of the King of Turbulent Winds, who has been practicing corpses for three hundred years, and his cultivation can be compared with ordinary Qi refiners in the first realm of the three days of channeling gods and the period of yin and yang. Generally, weapons have to be infused with true qi by qi refiners before they can cut a little skin, and they can't hurt him at all. But under Fang Xing's innate strength, he is as vulnerable as tofu, which is where the innate strength lies.

The black ghost said that he was a bronze corpse who had practiced for four hundred years, and he was a strong cultivator, even if he failed to pick up evil as a soldier, he was not afraid of the Dharma Phase Divine Power Period Qi Refiner who had his own supernatural powers. But Fang Xing urged the thunderous blow of the three innate tiger roaring energies, and he still couldn't resist it. The black ghost's sycophant was slapping loudly, and he claimed that Fang Xing's innate tiger roaring strength could be comparable to the divine power of a Qi refiner in the Law Aspect Divine Power Period, and he had the power of a third-order magic weapon.

Fang Xing secretly speculated to himself, if he successively used the two essential meanings of the "Innate Tiger Fu True Scriptures", with the potential of the king tiger lurking and the fierce tiger ambushing momentum combined with the innate tiger roaring energy to suddenly attack and kill, the bodies of the other five human qi refiners would have a killing effect.

What's more, Fang Xing already had spiritual consciousness at this time, and under the guidance of spiritual sense, Fang Xing could exert his innate tiger roaring strength more finely. If it is said that before the original rough driving method, the innate tiger roaring energy is a mighty river, surging and unstoppable; So now, under the delicate control of spiritual sense, the innate tiger roaring energy can be turned into a peerless sword, and it can be killed together, although it is a little less powerful, but it is more vicious and vicious, which makes people take precautions.

These are enough to become Fang Xing's killer moves.

After thinking about it again, Fang Xing consciously felt much better. He sat cross-legged again, with the Sanyang One Qi Sword lying horizontally on his knees, holding the "Thunder Formula" given to him by the elder of the Dharma clan in his hand, and flipped through it carefully.

Seeing the first page, Fang Xing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

I saw that the frontispiece inscription was written with this sentence: "There is no strange hair and heterogeneity, and those with golden bones and jade names must not be draped in spiritual writing." ”

Fortunately, Fang Xing had read a few books in the past few years, so he could still understand what this passage was. The meaning of this passage is to put it bluntly - if you are not born with outstanding qualifications, then you should not teach this method in vain.

Fang Xing couldn't help but have a sense of banter in his heart, he was a person born with insufficient qualifications in the mouth of his elders, but right now, he was not only taught the "Thunder Trick", but even the method of Zhou Tian operation was also taught by the secret book.

Fang Xing laughed, and then looked down, but the more he looked, the more frowning he became.

The words in this "Thunder Technique" are extremely obscure, full of a large number of cultivation words and metaphors, even though Fang Xing has already read Fang Wu's Qi Refining Codex and has a relatively clear understanding of the way of Qi refining, but when he looks at this book of magic at the moment, he still often feels foggy and unintelligible.

Fortunately, Fang Xing had already learned the Zhou Tian operation method of the thunder trick at this time, and there were still sentences in the recipe that could make his heart move.

After reading it hastily, Fang Xing remembered Fang Chuanwu's words, 'A person who refines qi, without the guidance of a master, will die nine times out of ten'. Looking at the magic trick in his hand, Fang Xing could only smile bitterly and shake his head.

He had never been in contact with the Qi Refining Dao before, and when he was reading and reading, he had only heard some strange stories that had been pulled out by word of mouth in the world, and had become nothing more than ridiculous anecdotes. Fang Zizheng said that he was born with poor qualifications, he didn't care about it at first, thinking that he had all kinds of blessings in his body, and he was not afraid of the clumsiness of this qualification. But now, Fang Xing finally understood the difference between himself and those Qi refining geniuses.

If it weren't for Fang Zizheng, who had spent several years of painstaking efforts refining a page of secret instructions for him, and if he had just practiced according to this book and was lucky enough not to die halfway, then I am afraid it would have taken 800 years to comprehend the operation of this thundering method.

Fang Zizheng said, 'Take a closer look at the volume of "Thunder Jue", and you can become a method of building a foundation', which is also an extravagant hope for Fang Xing. Fang Xing reluctantly put down the book in his hand, he didn't plan to waste time on this. Fang Zizheng warned him in his ear about the danger of the Qi Refining Avenue from side to side, and also reminded him from the side that he should not be in a hurry.

"Tomorrow is the time when the old Dharma Transmission Clan agreed to teach the "Thunder Technique" to the bit, and at that time, these methods will naturally be able to understand." Fang Xing thought about it and felt relieved.

He put down the booklet, turned his hand and picked up the Sanyang Yiqi Sword on his lap, and as soon as he held it in his hand, he listened to the black ghost pleading bitterly in his natal corpse bead. He was too verbose before, so he was locked up while Fang Xing was concentrating on the experiment, and he couldn't speak unless Fang Xing allowed him.

Fang Xing allowed him to speak, and then he heard the black ghost shouting in a fuss: "Lord, lord!" The magic weapon in your hand is so powerful!

Fang Xing had the intention to test him, so he said, "This is a third-order Sanyang One Qi Sword, what do you think?" ”

The black ghost shouted triumphantly, "The little one knows! Sanyang and one qi sword, a good magic weapon! It is a third-order high-grade magic weapon refined by the East Square Family, and there are enough magic weapons with nine forbidden spells! Set Sun, Yuehua, and Xinghui in one sword, corresponding to each other, the power is huge, the most restrained small kind of corpse cultivation, just a sword can cut the body of the iron corpse. ”

Fang Xing was happy when he heard this, his heart moved, his spiritual sense surged up the sword body, and with a slight dance, this three-yang and one-qi sword flew out of the window, and after cutting off a bunch of flowers and plants, it flew back again.

"The power doesn't seem to be outstanding!" Fang Xing drove this magic weapon with his spiritual sense, but he felt that the sword body was heavy, and there was no sense of agility, even if it was a little difficult to cut down the flowers and trees that were standing still, he couldn't help but wonder.

But all the driving of magic weapons need to be practiced with hard work, so that they can be used like the magic of the arm and fingers, Fang Xing doesn't know the reason for this, so he naturally has doubts.

And the black ghost didn't know that Fang Xing didn't understand this, he saw that Fang Wu had been holding a magic weapon for so long and had never practiced with blood, but he thought about it in his heart, thinking that Fang Xing was carrying a heavy treasure and didn't plan to use this magic weapon. He floated out of the natal corpse bead, made a shy look, and shouted in a sharp voice: "This magic sword lord has never been sacrificed with blood. Does the lord keep the reward for his subordinates? Little courage, please wait for some time. The small first voter has not made any contributions, and after the small ones have made great contributions to the lord, the lord will reward the small ones. ”

At this moment, Fang Xing suddenly heard the sound of the door of his mother's room being pushed open, and then a petite figure appeared in the courtyard......