The beginning of martial arts is to refine the body.

And the refining realm is divided into nine layers.

The first six are the energetic stage.

The strength generated by a body refining realm martial artist at this level is all strength.

It's all up to your own strength.

The last three are the Yuan Force stage.

The power generated by a body refining realm martial artist at this level is Yuan Force.

Now, Fang Yuan is a double refining realm.

Naturally, it is necessary to operate on the basis of [Sanyang Gong].

The surrounding heaven and earth Yuan power is guided and infused into all the cultivation meridians in the body.

Then through the absorption and refining of [Sanyang Gong].

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Power in the outside world will be transformed into the strength required by the sixfold martial artists in the Refining Body Realm.

If it was according to the previous level, Fang Yuan's proficiency in [Sanyang Gong].

If he wants to be promoted to the third level of the Body Refining Realm, he doesn't know how long he will have to wait.

And at this moment, he passed through the [Top-level Perception System].

He has cultivated [Sanyang Gong] to the point of "attaining great success".

The speed at which the surrounding heaven and earth element power is absorbed and refined, and the energy generated in the body.

I don't know how many times faster!

Call!

Call!

Call!

Beside Fang Yuan's side, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force continued to enter his body in a spiral.

In a steady stream of forms, add momentum to it.

Bang!

A slight sound sounded inside him.

Fang Yuan slowly opened his eyes, his face beaming.

"The third level of the Body Refining Realm!"

He looked down at his powerful palms.

Feel the power of your fist.

"Compared to the previous double realm, the strength has really increased exponentially!"

In Fang Yuankuai's opinion.

The current self, if it is against a dual martial artist of the upper refining body realm.

You can almost hit four or five by yourself!

He calmed down when he was promoted.

He turned his head and looked out of the carriage.

Found that no one noticed here.

It was to pack up the carriage a little and walk towards the glass weaving workshop.

Fortunately, Fang Yuan's current realm was low, and he was only a beginner martial artist in the Body Refining Realm.

If he reaches a more advanced martial arts realm.

The movement of promotion in the Breaking Realm has long attracted the attention of others.

……

……

When Fang Yuan first stepped into the glazed garment workshop.

I heard the sound of Fang Lei and the others arguing.

"Do you know the rules? What do you mean by first come, last then? ”

Fang Lei blushed and shouted with a thick neck.

"Our son-in-law came here first!"

Fang Yuan looked up and found that Fang Lei was standing in front, while Gongzi Fang Liming was standing in the back.

Opposite Fang Lei, there was also a man dressed as a house slave, arguing with him.

"First come, first served, huh? I was here the day before yesterday, how was it? ”

Fang Yuan looked down his chest.

It is known that this person is the house slave of the Guogong Wu Mansion.

Gongzi Fang Liming's status is noble, so naturally he will not end up arguing with the little house slave.

He turned around and sat aside, watching with interest the quarrel between Fang Lei and the two.

Fang Lei was wide and fat, and he had lived in the stable for more than ten years.

There are a lot of crooked truths in the mouth.

The house slave of the Wu Mansion of the other country, is he his opponent?

"Good, good! You're hard-mouthed, aren't you? ”

He suddenly rolled up his sleeves, clenched his fist and smashed it at Fang Lei on the opposite side.

"I'd like to see if it's your hard mouth or my fists!"

Bang!

Fang Lei is a mortal, where can he react to this move.

Fang Yuan raised his eyebrows when he saw this scene.

"Warrior? I can't imagine that this little house slave is a warrior! ”

Just as he was thinking to himself.

The house slaves of Guogong Wu's Mansion still didn't want to let go of Fang Lei lying on the ground.

"Haha, little chick, now you know how good I am, right?"

As he spoke, he took three steps and made two steps, and he continued to fight with the other party's thunder!

Fang Lei hurriedly lay on the ground and turned around and shouted.

"Li Ming Gongzi save me!"

When Fang Liming heard this, he naturally wanted to rescue Fang Lei.

But he was the son of a king with a different surname.

How could he easily put down his body and fight with a mere domestic slave?

If the other party comes to someone who is not much different from his identity.

Fang Liming may make a move or two.

But now, he is still indifferent.

Sitting there, it seems to be savoring fragrant tea.

Yu Guang saw Fang Liming's movements, and the house slave of the Duke Wu Mansion was even more happy.

"Even your master doesn't want to make a move, you're going to plant it today!"

Just when his fist was about to reach Fang Lei.

A powerful palm suddenly appeared.

A handful grabbed his fist!

"Who are you?"

The house slave of the Duke Wu Mansion looked angry.

"I'm Wu Sanhe, the house slave of Guogong Wufu, and if I provoke me, I will provoke Guogong Wufu!"

The one who came was Fang Yuan.

"Guogong Wu Mansion? Didn't Wu Guogong teach you the rule of first come, first come? ”

Fang Yuan looked at this person with hatred.

"Want to fight people? I'd like to see who has the real skills! ”

After speaking, his heart moved, and the energy in his body surged instantly.

The power in the palm of his hand suddenly increased.

Grabbing the man's arm, he slammed it to the side.

Bang!

When the sound hit the ground, the tables and chairs suddenly splashed and split.

"Good, good!"

Fang Liming clapped his hands and praised.

"Shopkeeper, I'm responsible for the losses here today, Fang Yuan, you hit me hard!"

Just now, he wanted to make a move on that house slave Wu Sanhe.

It's just that because of his identity, he can only swallow his anger.

watched his own house slave Fang Lei being beaten.

Now, with Fang Yuan's shot.

Fang Liming naturally wants to support him.

Lying in the torn tables and chairs.

Wu Sanhe pretended to scream in pain.

But in his heart, he cursed secretly.

"Damn, if you don't look at the yellow calendar when you go out today, how can you provoke the people of the Fang family?"

The head of the Fang family is one of the few kings with a different surname in the Liyang Dynasty.

Although their Wu Mansion is the seat of the Duke of the Kingdom.

But under the false name, where can it compare to this king with a different surname and other real skills?

"Good! Fang Yuan, I remember you, you wait for me! ”

After saying that, he didn't give Fang Yuan any chance, he got up and ran outside.

"Humph! Bullying the soft and afraid of the hard! ”

Fang Yuan scolded with a smile, turned around and walked towards Fang Liming and Fang Lei.

"Fang Yuan, have you become a martial artist?"

Fang Liming's eyes were vicious.

Wu Sanhe, the slave of the Wu Mansion of the former Guogong Wu, made a move that was the momentum of a warrior.

He was not Fang Yuan's one-in-one enemy.

Then it may be shown that Fang Yuan is also a martial artist!

"Warrior? Thanks to the praise of Li Minggongzi, I have also become a martial artist, where is the surplus yuan stone in my hands for me to practice? ”

Fang Yuan looked innocent, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"I've only lived in the stables for many years, and I'm just stronger than ordinary people."

Hearing this, Fang Liming nodded slightly.

He didn't have the slightest doubt about Fang Yuan's explanation.

How can a mere domestic slave become a warrior?

This is a 1 in 1,000 chance.

At this moment, a fragrance suddenly wafted in.

With a hint of haunting voice, it sounded.

"Yo, isn't this Young Master Li Ming? Why do you have time to come to me today? ”