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Fang Zhixing couldn't help the battle between heaven and man in his heart, and suddenly heard Li Mochou muttering, "Zhanyuan, have you come to see me?"

Although her voice was extremely soft, the two were very close, and Fang Zhixing naturally heard it clearly. Hearing this, the desire in his heart suddenly disappeared, but it was like falling into an ice cave, and there was a heart-rending feeling in his heart, and he was unable to move for a while.

After a while, he felt that Li Mochou's body was getting hotter and hotter, and his hands were still tearing his clothes. Fang Zhixing gently broke free of her hands, brushed her to sleep, and got up silently. He tidied up his clothes, covered Li Mochou with a brocade quilt, looked at it quietly for a long time, and felt the sound outside the door, so he walked out.

At this time, Hong Lingbo had already grasped the medicine and was frying it, Fang Zhixing saw this, and said to her: "Your master has already slept, let her take the medicine tomorrow!"

Hong Lingbo saw Fang Zhixing like this, he didn't know that he was leaving, and he couldn't stop shouting in the back. But seeing that Fang Zhixing seemed to be slow and fast, he was out of Zhuangzi after a while. Her skills are still shallow, where can she catch up.

Out of Chixia Village, Fang Zhixing suddenly laughed and ran wildly. He was in a strange state of mind at this time, and did not follow the path, but only wandered in the wilderness, without any purpose. At this time, it was already evening, Fang Zhixing was full of strength, his body was extremely fast, and the pedestrians on the road couldn't distinguish clearly, and they thought that they were all frightened when they saw ghosts, and many people no longer dared to go out at night.

Fang Zhixing ran this time, and only stopped until his true qi was exhausted. At this time, he didn't know how many miles he had traveled, and he didn't know where he had been, but when he saw the sky full of stars, he laughed again, and then howled and cried, and his voice was so terrible that people couldn't bear to hear it.

I don't know how long I cried. Fang Zhixing finally stopped, calmed down, and slowly recovered his true qi. It had been more than nine months since his last breakthrough. This time the true qi was exhausted, and he actually exerted a little bit of the snake gall essence he had accumulated recently. The power has also broken through. At this time, his skills are almost the same as Hao Datong, and there are few people in the rivers and lakes.

Feeling this, Fang Zhixing let out a long laugh, recognized the direction, and went back to Nanshan.

Time flies, and more than a year has passed in the blink of an eye. In late spring and early summer, in a deserted valley outside Xiangyang City. Another young Taoist priest was ushered in. If someone had been here, they would have recognized this Taoist priest coming several times, and this was the third time.

"Brother Diao, have your feathers grown, but I'm looking for you again!" the Taoist priest's lips opened slightly, and he spat out a clear voice. The sound was condensed, and it seemed to be able to travel far away, but it was confined to the valley, which was quite surprising. It is difficult to control the sound range so precisely, but the requirements are even higher. Regardless of this person's skill, the control of true qi is far beyond the reach of people.

This person is Fang Zhixing, after he returned to Zhongnan Mountain that day. He showed Hao Datong and practiced martial arts in retreat again. He had only been out of the customs for a few days at this time, and Hao Datong was naturally quite puzzled when he saw that he was going to retreat again, but seeing his expression, he knew that he had come out of his emotional wounds a little. Sensing that Fang Zhixing's skills had made a breakthrough, he should also take this matter. As for whether to participate in the big competition, it really doesn't matter at this time. Now Fang Zhixing's skill can already be compared with him, so why bother to prove it through Dabi.

This retreat. Fang Zhixing was thoughtless in his heart, and he was dedicated to cultivating martial arts. Disturbances about the world. He ignored them all. In this way, the natural progress is extremely fast. Especially after he stabilized his realm, he took the snake gall pill again, and the speed of his skill progress was not much worse than when he was brave and diligent a few months ago, which was extremely surprising.

Fang Zhixing's retreat this time was half a year longer than the last time, and when he came out of the customs, his true qi was added up, and he could already compare it with the time when the previous life was full of mixed yuan gong, although the sea of qi in the middle of it accounted for a large factor, but it was also extremely good. Now Fang Zhixing can compare with any of the seven sons of Quanzhen in terms of dantian true qi alone, that is, Ma Yu and Qiu Chuji, who have the most profound skills, and they are a little worse. When Hao Datong saw it, he was really shocked again, Fang Zhixing had been able to defeat anyone in the Quanzhen Sect except for the old urchin Zhou Botong in less than ten years, which was really shocking.

Seeing Fang Zhixing's perception of Zixia Gong and another book about the Tiangang Beidou Array, Hao Datong was even more emotional. With his knowledge, of course, he can see whether Fang Zhixing will reach the realm of the Chongyang Patriarch in the future, it is no longer a question of whether he can do it, but how much time it takes. After all, when Wang Chongyang practiced back then, he was about the same age as Fang Zhixing at this time, Fang Zhixing was able to reach this point now, and he had such an understanding of the highest formation of the Quanzhen Sect, how could he not make any progress in the future?

In fact, in terms of internal strength, Fang Zhixing's progress does not stop there. The biggest gain from his cultivation of Zixia Divine Skill this time was actually to completely fuse his pure yang qi and Zixia true qi together, and cultivate the dantian mist. Now in his dantian and in his body, his true qi is like a cigarette smoke, and he can really be said to be in control, which is even higher than the previous round and round. This technique of controlling the range of the voice between words is derived from this.

When it comes to this pure yang qi, it is necessary to talk about innate strength. Although Fang Zhixing has not yet passed on the innate skills, he has already practiced the basic kung fu that Wang Chongyang has transformed from the innate skills-the Jinguanyu Lock Technique, and this pure yang qi in his body is that when he has not practiced the true qi, he uses the Jinguanyu Lock Trick to lock it, although the effect is far less than the innate qi, but it is much stronger than nothing. Later, because Fang Zhixing's cultivation was peaceful in the nature of the Pure True Heart Law, he had never fused this pure yang qi. Therefore, this pure yang qi has been accumulating in his body, and under the effect of the Jinguan Yu Lock Technique, it has become more and more dense with age, and it was not until three years ago when he cultivated the Zixia Divine Skill that it was combined with the masculine Zixia True Qi and became what it is today. Fang Zhixing's retreat immediately after leaving the customs was also related to this, his cultivation speed of Zixia Gong was so fast, this pure yang qi was really indispensable.

Gossip is less, and Fang Zhixing's voice fell, and he heard a high-pitched eagle sound from the Condor Valley, which was clear and agitated, extremely beautiful, but contained a terrifying atmosphere. With the sound, there was also a huge body volleying into the air, driving the whirring wind.

Seeing this majesty, Fang Zhixing couldn't help but look up, and saw a big black and yellow bird fluttering its wings and volleying into the air, with a faint golden light all over its body.

"Brother Diao, you can fly!" Fang Zhixing said in surprise. When he saw this big bird, he couldn't recognize it as the dehaired eagle back then, and now the eagle is like this, but there is a world of difference from that year, thinking that the feathers have grown. Seeing that the Condor was several feet above the ground, and its wings were fully spread and more than six feet tall, he naturally guessed that the Condor might be able to fly.

The Condor fluttered its wings a few times, landed steadily, and when he heard what Fang Zhixing said, he shook his head, meaning that he couldn't fly yet. In his eyes, he was quite disappointed, which showed that he also missed the time when he soared in the sky.

Fang Zhixing saw that the Condor Spirituality seemed to have increased a little more, and he was very happy in his heart, patted its back, and said: "Brother Condor, you can glide now, and it is not impossible to fly in the future, as long as you work hard to practice!" He knew that the Condor had a heavy body, and although the wings were still quite wide now, they were still very deficient compared to the body, so he was not too disappointed. After all, when the Condor originally had few feathers on its wings, it was only about the same length as a human arm, but now it can grow feathers up to six feet, which is quite strange. Moreover, its feathers are as hard as steel, and they are very smooth, which also adds a layer of protection to the body, ordinary snakes and insects, but it is difficult to break them.

Today's Condor is not only spiritually increased, but also has a great change in body. Compared to Fang Zhixing's first two times when he saw it, he could hear a world of difference. If you don't see it with your own eyes, you can't believe it's the same creature. The Condor is already taller than ordinary people, but now its body is thinner, and it has grown a black and yellow shiny and golden feathers, which are even more slender, making people feel extremely beautiful at a glance. However, despite this, no one thought that it was just good-looking, not to mention its hook-like sharp mouth and thick and solid claws, but also the round red flesh crown on its head, which made people feel ancient and majestic at first sight, and could not be underestimated.

Although Fang Zhixing guessed that the Condor would inevitably change a lot after it was completely transformed, he was still amazed to see its current appearance. He observed it carefully, and he couldn't stop praising it, until he heard the Condor triumphantly, strutting forward, and the loss in his eyes was swept away.

As he spoke, one person and one eagle walked in, seeing that the eagle walked lightly, quite like a galloping horse in a mixed yuan pile, Fang Zhixing was a surprise again. The Condor can practice this style to such an extent, it can be said that it has reached a great success, not only can it be faster and less laborious when rushing in peacetime, but it is also more agile and agile when fighting. In this way, its claws can also exert more power, and it is difficult for the enemy to take advantage of it. It can be said that this formula alone can increase the strength of the Condor by at least half. After all, for eagles, claws are an important part of exerting strength, and the eagle is more standing on the ground, and the claws are more important to it, so it can be said that it needs to be even more so. In addition, the feathers on the wings of the Condor grow, if supplemented by the Condor wings flapping fan, it is not impossible to pounce with both claws, so that the means of controlling the enemy can be said to be much richer.

The galloping horse style of the Condor, Fang Zhixing naturally guessed that its other styles should be almost the same, thinking that when the Condor was standing, Yuanyu Yuezhi, like a generation of grandmasters, had a thick and steady atmosphere, and thought that the rock style had also reached Dacheng. Now what we have to see is whether it has practiced mixed element strength, which is the essence of Fang Zhixing's modification of the mixed element pile for it, that is, the Yangyuan style that began later, and there are many inferiors. (To be continued)