Halfway through the meeting, there was a silence in the room.

There was a sound of footsteps approaching outside the door, and it stopped at the door.

After knocking on the door, it was Qiu De who came in.

He bowed to everyone and asked Hong Jian with his eyes before he spoke.

"The people of the Gao family came over and said that a team of more than a dozen people from the Gong family had just arrived at Jinfeng Tower."

Hong Wu's face was pale, like a knife blade out of its sheath.

"Who are they?"

He asked.

"An old man, a team of servants to protect ......"

Seeking virtue replied.

"There are also three martial arts seeds of twenty Xu - I heard that the Gao family elder said that the cultivation of the three people is at least above him."

"Now I only know the identities of the latter two, one is called Gong Zi'an, and the other is called Miyaurahe."

He bowed and retreated.

As soon as the door closed, the original ease of the room had been dissipated.

On the contrary, there is some meaning that the mountain rain is coming.

"I've heard of this Gongzi'an."

Hong Cheng, who served as the commander of the Jinhai City Defense Division, thought for a moment and said.

"The son-in-law of the third room of the palace family has just turned twenty years old, and now he is in the third vein; At least it's a talent like Chi Jiadalang. ”

The Chi family Lang in his mouth is saying that Chi is red.

"There are three pulses, only the last two?"

Hong Fan asked curiously.

"Then I know who the first person is."

It was Hong Sheng who answered.

"Gong Pengyun, a martial arts wizard from the Gong family, is also the first person of the younger generation."

"I'm five months older, and I heard a few years ago that he had broken through the Seventh Wonder Sutra."

He rubbed his palms against the mahogany handle of the chair, and his voice was implicitly proud.

Then conclude in five concise words.

"This person is not as good as me."

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The thirtieth day of the first month, Asahi-in.

The sky was bright, and the window paper was wet with dew.

Hong Fan sat on the couch, turned the last Tianxin pill into water, and drank it all.

Danshui was slightly sweet, so he couldn't help but smash his mouth.

The power of the medicine came up.

The flame flow true qi that was already circulating steadily was like a blast furnace that had been blown up, and suddenly burst into flames.

In the state of inner vision, the pungent sensation spread all the way along the Zushaoyang gallbladder meridian, and soon arrived at the forty-second big acupoint "Diwuhui".

This acupuncture point implicates both audio-visual and visual senses, which makes Hong Fan's ears and eyes tingle.

It is in this pain that the blockage of the meridians is quickly cleared.

Hong Fan guarded the mourning platform.

Time passed little by little, and the three acupuncture points of Diwuhui, Xia Xi, and Zuqiyin were opened up in turn.

By the time the sun rises and the heavens and the earth are white, the Foot Shao Yang Gull Sutra has been penetrated.

This is the eleventh canon of the human body.

There is still a surplus of the medicinal power of the Tianxin pill.

Hong Fan struck while the iron was hot, and then guided the true qi and blood to attack the first acupoint of the Sun Bladder Meridian "Eyelight......

By the time his true qi was exhausted and his medicinal power was exhausted, he had already opened six of the sixty-seven acupuncture points of the Twelfth Righteous Path.

The merit was completed, and Hong Fan withdrew from the inner view.

However, when he was meditating, he could still feel the faint pungent pain coming from the three main meridians: the Zuyang Ming Stomach Meridian, the Zushao Yang Bile Meridian, and the Zu Sun Bladder Meridian.

Hong Fan once again carried the True Yuan of the Sand World and walked around, and the stinging sensation strengthened slightly.

He clearly had the intention to heal, but it was difficult to discern the specific injury.

[Very different from the swelling caused by ordinary pills......]

Hong Fan pondered.

[So this is the dark wound of 'medicine stone is difficult to heal'? 】

The continuous use of the three Tianxin pills saved him more than two months of penance in a few days.

Normally, a drug of this level of efficacy, even if it is only effective for the Penetrating Realm, it is impossible to make a price of fifty taels per piece.

This illustrates the stubbornness of the side effects of Tianxin pills from the side.

But Hong Beom doesn't need to worry.

He also has a dragon soul fruit hanging on the altar, and if necessary, the dragon blood essence will cleanse the whole body and heal all the troubles.

Half an hour later, Hong Fan finished washing up and changed into a martial arts outfit.

His cultivation is close to the peak of penetration, and his various physical qualities have naturally increased a lot.

The grip strength exceeded the bite force of the large beasts in previous lives.

The vertical leap can be more than three meters above the ground.

The sense of sight and hearing is significantly enhanced, and he can clearly see the sparrows standing on the branches 100 meters away.

The reflection velocity is about a few tens of milliseconds.

The squat foot is 2,400 catties, which is one line higher than Hong Bo, who is the "No. 1 in divine power" in Zhu Yi's riding realm.

The greater progress comes from martial arts.

Seeing that there was no one in the courtyard, Hong Fan took Aunt Liu's bone-chopping kitchen knife from the kitchen and hid in the corner of Asahi Courtyard.

Dahua didn't have a thermometer, and he needed to measure the temperature in other ways.

Holding the blade of the knife with both hands, Hong Fan ran the flame flow with all his might, and the palm of his hand suddenly curled with white qi.

Tens of seconds later, the point where the steel came into contact with the palm of the flesh was burned to a dark red.

This shows that the temperature of Yanliu Force has reached 500 degrees Celsius.

Wearing the barren sand battle armor, Hong Fan urged the fire in the armor at the same time, held a piece of dry firewood in his hand, and ignited it in an instant.

The practical significance of this hand is self-evident.

In the future, if the opponent accidentally bites the limb by the armor, he will face the harshest punishment of cannon branding.

Scattering the sand armor, Hong Fan quietly sent the kitchen knife that had lost its hardness after tempering back to the kitchen.

Then he began to delve into the next subject - making quicksand traps.

Ideally, this trap should have the following characteristics at the same time.

First, it can be manufactured over a distance, and no physical contact is required throughout the deployment.

Second, if it does not damage the soil and vegetation structure on the surface, it is impossible to see the flaws from the appearance.

Third, the deployment time should be fast, and it is best to be able to change recruits in one fell swoop.

Fourth, it can be maintained for a period of time without failure under the temperature and humidity that is not completely suitable.

In this way, the trap can be used both to kill in battle, and to be used as a fortification for defending or camping.

With the Desert Sand Battle Armor as the foundation, Hong Fan's progress was very fast.

After a morning of practice, he was able to pick two of the four traits at random.

Imagine a life-and-death battle, when moving at high speed, you suddenly stepped on the air, and then your legs and feet were locked by quicksand.

With Hong Fan's explosive power at this time, even if it is a low-level martial artist in the Pure Realm realm, I am afraid that he will have to drink a pot.

It was just noon (eleven o'clock) when I arrived.

The sun warms people's whole body.

Hong Fu banged on the courtyard door as before, and the shouts of "Brother Fan, Brother Fan" kept coming.

The two have long said that they will eat the little fat man as a host today.

Hong Fan answered in a loud voice, went back to the house to change into clean clothes, and went to Du Kangju with him to drink and have fun.

It is rare to have the top stream of Jinhai to come, and the owner of the restaurant was overjoyed, not only delivered two dishes, but also personally served at the table......

The time came to noon.

The sun hung in the sky, looking at the floating world in Gimhae City.

Outside the Asahi Courtyard, the young master ate and drank heavily, and his mouth was full of oil.

In the Asahi Temple, the old and the young are chickens flying and dogs jumping.

When Aunt Liu was handling the ribs, she rolled up the blade and pulled the cuffs of the big soup to check whether he had secretly bought bad goods and hid private money.

Just as Tang Da patted his chest and reassured, laughter and crying came from the courtyard at the same time.

The smile is the willow green with the waist inserted.

But it was Rosé who was crying with her calves stuck in quicksand and clutching her broom.

PS：

The author hasn't woken up yet, the operating officer has changed, and everyone has a happy Monday T_T

(It's too late, it's too late, hurry up and leave for the court...... ）

Asking for a ticket ~ Asking for a ticket ~ Asking for a ticket ~

Thank! φ(*≧ω≦)

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