It's the afternoon of the first day of May.

Gimhae was also immersed in the joy of celebration.

In the Asahi Mansion in Xijing, which is 1,600 miles away, Hong Fan is shirtless, sweating in the martial arts arena.

It had been a month since he reached the peak of his power realm, which was enough for him to adapt to the changes in his body.

The limit squat is 12,000 catties, and the limit running speed is 110 kilometers per hour.

The reaction time is about tens of milliseconds.

This is the result of counting the Sand World's bonus to the Star Lord - even if it is a non-combat Star Monarch, although his physical fitness cannot catch up with the martial artists of the same level, he is still much stronger than ordinary people.

On the whole, it is about the middle and upper level in the same realm, and Mo said that compared with the practitioners of the Ten Classics, even the superior martial arts are obviously inferior.

After all, Yanliugong is only three grades.

Compared with physical fitness, the more important change comes from the dantian.

Hong Fan sat cross-legged on the futon and entered the inner view.

He immediately clearly observed a small path of innate fire spirit aura in the lower dantian, which could be invoked at any time.

And next, in front of him was one of the two biggest levels of Dahua Martial Arts.

Tame the innate aura, fuse it with the true qi, and turn it into the true element.

It is said that Hong Fan is experienced - his head drink once helped Shi Yuanwei break through his obsession in one fell swoop.

But it's not the same thing when it comes to yourself.

The road ahead is not without clues.

Yanliugong has been passed down in the Hong family for many years, leaving many records of ancestors breaking through the realm.

Hong Fan also went to consult Wu Hongyan.

All in all, the process of breaking into the innate is mysterious, but it can be confirmed that it is based on the mind.

It is probably the martial artist who has a deep understanding of the innate aura of the corresponding attribute from a certain angle.

This understanding does not matter whether it is right or wrong, it is not the same, and there will even be contradictions.

For example, in Yanliugong's notes, someone broke through to the volcano and felt the ubiquitous heat.

He then thought that the fire was extremely hot.

Some people witnessed the fire that burned down half of the city of Gimhae.

He then thought that fire was burning.

Some people feel the ultimate joy because their eldest daughter-in-law gave birth to a big fat boy.

He then thinks that fire is passion.

And the last one of the notes was left by Hong Jian.

One early morning in the fifteenth year of Zhenghe, Hong Jian was thirty-five years old, and he had been in the realm of sympathy between heaven and man for a long time, and completed the all-night penance as usual.

In the room, Hong Chen applied burn ointment for him, and couldn't help complaining.

"I don't practice martial arts until I sleep or sleep."

Hong Jian was stunned for a moment, and then smiled back: "Those who sleep less when they are born will make up for it after they die." ”

When the words fell, the true qi in his body swirled, melting the innate aura, and naturally breaking into the innate one.

After reading all the cases, Hong Fan could only scratch his head.

He asked himself if he had some understanding of "fire".

Temperature is the thermal motion of molecules.

Combustion is a redox reaction.

Fire light is a photon released when an electron transitions from a higher energy level to a lower energy level.

However, after going back and forth with this knowledge in his heart several times, he is still sympathetic.

Thinking about it, this "understanding" is a bit like the power of the green-skinned orcs in a certain IP in my previous life.

Anyway, if you firmly believe that you understand, you will understand......

Hong Fan withdrew from the inner view and began to train his True Qi control.

The training method is simple.

Holding a stack of paper in his hand, he wrapped his true qi with the innate fire aura from the palm of his hand, and tried to burn only one at a time.

All martial artists in the realm of sympathy between heaven and man can absorb about the same innate aura, but their strength is still distinct.

With the same raw materials, the dishes can be very different.

The key lies in the effect of using the "false true element".

Half an hour passed, and Hong Fan felt exhausted.

The tempering of fire is suspended, followed by sand.

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Half a month later.

During the day, Xijing was covered with heat.

Liangzhou Zhangwu Academy, Tunfeng Hall began to serve free iced sour plum soup.

Not long after, a contest was taking place in the courtroom.

The attacking side was Wu Ruyi.

The fingertips slashed in succession, leaving frost marks in the air.

On the other side, a white-robed boy wearing a crown of green jade hair condensed Zilan with both hands, and saw the move.

But it was Gong Pengyun who once regretted losing to Hong Sheng.

Both of them are currently at the peak of their cultivation, and they are good at their own exercises, and it is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat for a while.

"This surnamed Gong is even decorated with jade on the top of his boots, and his family reputation is very good."

Under the side corridor of the court, Yuan Xuesong clasped his arms and commented.

"The Gong family is also a large family in the west of Liangzhou, don't you know?"

It was Yan Yulin who replied.

"They're doing a hot business with the Instrument Supervisor right now, and they've just taken over a mansion in Xicheng."

"No wonder this guy is arrogant with his chin raised, when I first met him, I thought there was a brother of Yuan Xuesong."

The three teams are Du Boyi exaggerated.

Everyone laughed, and even Yuan Xuesong himself didn't hold back.

"So this kind of background is still here to do Tiqi, that is for the exercises?"

Du Boyi speculated again.

Lu Yunshi shook his head and drank the iced sour plum soup in the bowl in one gulp.

"It's not for the exercises, and it's not short of money, is it for the sake of justice?"

Ye Xinghuo snorted.

"He's probably here for someone."

Lu Yunshi glanced at the surnamed Ye and said.

"I also heard that the Gong family greeted the chief secretary in advance, and this one came in to make up for the lack of the second team."

As soon as these words came out, all the horsemen watching the battle nodded in understanding.

After the blood was splashed in the garden, the close relationship between Hong Fan and Zhuang Liren has become public.

And Gong Heng's fight with Shen Feiluan is no secret.

Before the winner was decided, three more people came in from outside the hospital.

They are Hong Fan, Bai Jiaci, and Xie Wenhua, the deacon of the Badger Hall.

The lazy face of the crowd was immediately a little solemn.

"Yo, in the end, it's young and vigorous, it's all in hand."

Deacon Xie said with a smile when he saw the icy wind and purple rising in the court.

"After Xiaoman, Swallow Wind Hall cooks sour plum soup every day, refreshing and relieving the heat, I'll serve you a bowl."

He glanced at the battle situation and said to Hong Fan.

"How does this work?"

Hong Fan was flattered.

"That's amazing!"

Deacon Xie said with a smile.

"For so many years in the state department, how can he ever serve as a cavalry in Bang Tianjiao?"

"As soon as you are on the heavenly list, our military department (palm, school, division, and inspection) has greatly increased its prestige!"

As he spoke, he went to the inner hall.

In the court, Gong Pengyun also noticed that the main owner was coming, and he received three points of elegance and made a lot of effort.

The Xuanyin Qi needles flew like rain in an instant, forcing Wu Ruyi to be embarrassed for a while.

Not long after, Deacon Xie came back with two bowls of sour plum soup.

One bowl was handed to Hong Fan, and the other bowl was enjoyed by himself.

So Bai Jiaci had to withdraw his outstretched hand and scratch his scalp, which was not itchy.

"You're not only Tianjiao now, but you're still in the eighty-second place for the first time on the list."

Xie Wenhua took a sip of ice soup and said again.

"Gu Yi said that he was right about you last time, for fear that you would run away."

"Run, where to run?"

Hong Fan asked with a smile.

"Where can't you go? Exercises, pills, and beauties, as long as you make a promise, someone will send it to your door. ”

Xie Wenhua raised his eyebrows.

"Just say that after you are on the list, does Asahi Mansion have matchmakers come to your door every day? Can't collect the banquet invitations of the wealthy family? ”

"In comparison, it's too hard to be a tika!"

PS: Yesterday I had a fever, my brain was confused, and my throat was sore.

I got up a lot better today, but I still have a cough and a little dizziness.

I wrote a chapter for a long time......

(End of chapter)