Fang Mu's method of releasing his spiritual power was very simple, it was to continuously blast the Sky Breaking Fist into the air.

He could have chosen some excellent martial arts, but he didn't learn them, he thought that greed and chewing would not rot, and instead of practicing a variety of martial arts, it was better to cultivate a martial art thoroughly.

Now every punch he throws is mixed with a sharp fist style and the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers.

The punch seemed to have a green dragon moaning, making a dull cow mooing sound.

The next punch glows the white tiger's body, and the tiger descends the mountain unstoppably.

The punch that followed made him feel the breath of the Vermilion Bird, and the four heavens and the earth turned into boiling mush.

The last punch won the sky, and the turtle and snake romance heaven and earth cage.

Once this Heaven Breaking Fist is cultivated to the extreme, it is more accurate to call it the Four Elephant Fist.

But the name of Sky Breaking Fist has been around for a long time and has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and I am afraid that it will be difficult for the public to accept the new name of "Four Elephant Boxing".

In the process of practicing boxing, Fang Mu launched a reverie, his fist and foot kung fu is very good, so can he create a boxing method.

His idea was listened to by Zhao Dezhu, and Zhao Dezhu praised him for having ideas, and it was natural to create boxing techniques. He admonished Fang Mu not to be ambitious, because the creation of boxing techniques cannot be created only on a whim, and the birth of a martial art requires the creator's accumulated understanding, and it cannot be created overnight.

He suggested that Fang Mu focus on the present, it is better to practice the Heaven Breaking Fist thoroughly first, practice it clearly, and gain insights from it. Combined with the strengths of other martial arts, we will create an unprecedented and unprecedented, shocking boxing technique.

Zhao Dezhu was reasonable, Fang Mu simply put aside the matter of creating a boxing method, and went to practice the Breaking Heaven Fist wholeheartedly, and when the Breaking Heaven Fist was practiced to perfection, he would create the boxing method again with half the effort, and it would be a matter of course.

What is this called, this is called sharpening the knife and cutting firewood. It's a pity that most people in the world are anxious for quick success and quick profit, and refuse to devote themselves to cultivation, always feeling that they have mastered some fur and are self-righteous, empty-eyed, and swaggering to show off their might, and they will eventually pass away as quickly as flowing water, and their glory will end hastily in a moment, and they will also be criticized in the future.

People who really understand the truth do not account for the gains and losses, they can endure loneliness and loneliness, maintain their original intention in the materialistic world, and bring real value and meaningful inheritance to the world.

Fang Mu thought about it from time to time, and he was a little fluttering, he almost compared himself to a saint. In his early years, his goal was to follow in the footsteps of the saints, and he longed to be able to pass on the book and aspire to be admired by future generations.

Obscenity was extremely comfortable, so that Fang Mu forgot to practice, and smirked at the front of him stupidly, he was a little carried away, immersed in his own obscenity and couldn't extricate himself.

It's a pity that there is no one in front of him, a hundred meters ahead, Chu Yun is concentrating on refining the pill furnace, she is sweating profusely, and it can be seen that this furnace of pills is extremely difficult for her to refine.

Finally, she took out a pink and purple embroidered handkerchief to wipe the sweat on her forehead, the breeze swept by, the green silk rose slightly, swinging on the goose egg face, she picked up the green silk with her hand, and held it behind her, only to feel that although the long hair was charming, but it was so in the way, she really wanted to cut them all off with scissors, but this would inevitably affect her beauty.

Although Chu Yun said that she was very arrogant, she was extremely concerned about her appearance, which was a woman's nature. She often refines the Zhuyan Pill and the Beauty Pill to maintain herself. Her skin was soft and silky like that of a newborn baby, and her face was small and delicate, not as pink as cardamom. Coupled with her innocent big almond eyes and perverse temper, it is easy to be mistaken for a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.

Chu Yun also has a lot of troubles, her figure is not convex in front and not arrogant in the back, she is very dissatisfied with her figure, she wants to change but has nothing to do.

couldn't help sighing, opened the Dan furnace, and a bitter smell came to his face, choking Chu Yun and coughing a lot. The smell was extremely irritating, rising to the level of pain, Chu Yun closed his eyes, and a few teardrops hung on his eyelashes.

"Failed again. Chu Yun muttered, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, for two months, she had been refining Runze Dan, but none of them succeeded.

However, this failure was also expected by her, how could her second-level peak soul power be able to refine the third-grade pill. However, she was confident that once her soul power stepped into the peak of the third grade, she would be able to refine the Runze Pill and be directly promoted to the third-grade alchemist.

What is the concept of a three-grade alchemist, I went to some small sects, that is, the existence of calling for wind and rain. For example, Chu Dongxu is just a person who has just possessed third-level soul power, and his elixir attainment is only about the second-grade level, but he can rely on his skills to call the wind and rain in the east.

Even if it is a medium-sized sect, it does not dare to slack off the third-grade alchemist, and it must be served with good food and drink. Even if it is as powerful as Ziyun Sect, the third-grade alchemist is lucky, and he can also take on the position of steward in it.

But after all, Chu Yun is the elder of the Ziyun Sect and the disciple of Chu Nanfeng, the last Danyunzi, she has higher requirements for herself than ordinary people, and she secretly swears that she must become a third-grade alchemist before her twentieth birthday.

Now she cleaned up the medicinal residue in the Dan furnace, put away the Dan furnace, and prepared to take a break before proceeding with alchemy.

Just as she was about to lie down on the grass and sleep beautifully, she saw Fang Mu staring at her with flowing water.

She hurriedly covered her breasts with her hands, even though they were tightly wrapped.

"It's good that you are a prodigal son, you actually coveted my beauty while I was alchemy, and plotted against me. After two months, I finally got caught. ”

Chu Yun looked angry on the surface, but in his heart he was more happy and satisfied.

She thought very simply, she was such a fair lady and a gentleman, not to mention Fang Mu, a "flower thief". If Fang Mu didn't peep at her, she would have a little loss. This may be a common problem for women in the world, who love to dress up, want to be expected, and pretend to be reserved, scolding hooligan bastards.

She walked straight to Fang Mu and yelled at Fang Mu, interrupting Fang Mu's reverie.

Fang Mu was in a trance, looking at Chu Yun in front of him, and said with some anger: "What are you doing!?"

Chu Yun was asked by Fang Mu, and couldn't help but feel funny, and asked Fang Mu: "I said why do you want to stay here with my master and not leave, it turns out that you covet Miss Ben's beauty." In the past two months, I was finally caught by Miss Ben, so that Miss Ben can see the true face of your pervert. ”

"When Miss Ben sees Shizun, let him punish you and let you ...... Let you ...... Let you spend a year in retreat here. ”

Chu Yun's expression was arrogant, looking like I had seen through everything a long time ago, and you were finished.

Fang Mu felt innocent, and he was splashed with a basin of inexplicable dirty water by this Chu Yun, and he retorted: "What do you have that I covet. ”

"You'd better wipe the water off your mouth before explaining. Chu Yun snorted coldly.

Where did Fang Mu want to be slandered like this, he said to Zhao Dezhu: "Master, after two months of hard cultivation, I have greatly improved my cultivation of the boxing technique, do you have the strength to fight against this annoying essence?"

"Almost, the old man also thinks that this Northwest Wind disciple is so annoying, and you can fight with her, so you can hone your cultivation. ”

Zhao Dezhu replied, Fang Mu was full of confidence, since he already had the strength to fight with Chu Yun, let her know that she was powerful, she was a person who wanted to become a saint, how could she have such dirty and filthy thoughts, how could she tolerate her slander, although she was very good-looking, but compared to the little senior sister, I don't know how many Tianyuan Continents were worse.

Fang Mu sharpened his fists, stretched his meridians, moved his muscles and bones, and put on a posture of wanting to fight with Chu Yun.

Chu Yun did not show weakness, rolled up his sleeves, coiled up the green silk, clenched his fists, and wanted to argue with Fang Mu with martial arts.

"We're going to have to figure out the rules first, and if you lose, you're going to admit to peeping on me. Chu Yun pointed at Fang Mu and said.

"What if you lose?" Fang Mu asked.

"How could I lose, take it, shameless, dirty, filthy flower thief!" After Chu Yun finished speaking, he jumped up directly, wanting to fight Fang Mu in close combat.

Fang Mu was overjoyed, thinking to himself that this Chu Yun had too little combat experience, and he actually fought with himself in close combat, and he was sure to win with his Heaven Breaking Fist and Gold Forging Technique.

But Fang Mu was worried again, as soon as he made this Heaven Breaking Fist, it was a killing move, what if he injured Chu Yun? But without the Heaven Breaking Fist, it was very likely that he would not be Chu Yun's opponent. Could it be said that he was passively beaten only by virtue of the forging technique of the subtle realm?

Just when Fang Mu hesitated, Chu Yun's figure had already come to Fang Mu's body, she stretched out her front foot and kicked at Fang Mu.

Fang Mu subconsciously used the Broken Star Footwork to dodge, and Chu Yun's kick also missed.

But immediately after, Chu Yun appeared in front of Fang Mu again, and another kick was still dodged by Fang Mu.

This action lasted hundreds of times, Chu Yun was a little angry, and she directly used her most skillful means, flame attack.

She condensed a hundred flames, and the target Fang Mu shot them all. Hundreds of flames were overwhelming, Fang Mu had nowhere to hide, and when he was about to be hit by this flame, the hundred flames suddenly disappeared.

Chu Nanfeng appeared from the wooden house by the lake, and it was he who stopped Chu Yun's flame attack on Fang Mu.

"Yun'er, don't mess around, although he is your senior brother, his strength is not as good as your eleven, you can't make a move on him in the future. Although the old man's words were reproachful, his eyes were extremely loving, and he quietly gave Chu Yun a thumbs up, meaning that he was worthy of being my apprentice, and he really gave the master a face.

Chu Yun comprehended and knew the meaning of Chu Nanfeng's secret words, and said: "Yun'er was confused for a while, and asked the master to punish him." ”

"If you are a first-time offender, and you didn't use all your strength, and you didn't hurt your senior brother, the punishment will be waived. Chu Nanfeng said.

He looked at Fang Mu and said, "Senior nephew, you are also in your twenties, so you should focus on cultivation." Look at your junior sister, who is only nineteen years old, and is about to break through to the third level of soul power. ”

Zhao Dezhu, who was in the soul, was very angry by Chu Nanfeng's words, but he tried his best to suppress his emotions and said to himself: "I don't have a good understanding with this northwest wind." ”

Then he motioned to Fang Mu to ask about his mask.

"Uncle Shi, have the masks been made?"

Chu Nanfeng took out a flesh-colored mask and said, "After the old man's ninety-nine eighty-one days of careful polishing and refining, he finally refined this mask that cannot be seen through by others. ”

"As long as you wear this mask, unless other people's soul power can be higher than the soul power of the old man at his peak, he will not be able to see through your true appearance. ”

(My definition of "water" is nonsense throughout, making the plot develop slowly, and this chapter seems to have won the bid, but I had to write this chapter, and it was really not intentional water)