Fang Zhongjin stole a few days of leisure on Wudang Mountain, but inadvertently learned that the imperial army's army might be besieging Wudang Mountain within a few days.

From this moment on, whether Fang Zhongjin was sitting or lying, he was thinking about how to resolve this crisis.

The next night was the fifteenth full moon day.

Whether it is the inner court or the outer courtyard of Wudang Mountain, the sound of Taoist chanting resounded all night.

It turns out that on the fifteenth day of the first day of Wudang Mountain, all the Taoist people will consciously recite the "Tao Te Ching".

This is a rule that has been passed down since ancient times, and no one will be lazy on these two nights.

Therefore, in Fang Zhongjin's ears, the sound of chanting one after another on the entire mountain is endless.

It is strange to say, this "Tao Te Ching", Fang Zhongjin also heard it many times before leaving the capital.

He could even memorize two passages of the scriptures in it, but when he listened to this passage today, he had a strange feeling.

This induction has happened once before. At that time, it was the first time that Fang Zhongjin entered the Shaolin Meditation Palace.

At that time, Fang Zhongjin closed his eyes and listened to the recitation of the "Adamunia Sutra".

Although one morning and one night, one Buddha at a time. But once Fang Zhongjin's mind was quiet in the recitation of the scriptures, he felt that there was a torrent in his body that was about to move.

The difference is that when listening to the Buddhist scriptures, Fang Zhongjin seems to feel that there is a big hand soothing his tired spine.

But today, I felt that there was a thriving power in the dantian, as if a seedling was about to break through the soil.

When listening to the Buddhist scriptures, Fang Zhong Jinshang felt that the warm power seemed to be separated by a layer.

And now when I listen to the Tao Te Ching, I feel that the power is active in my body!

Perhaps it is because what Fang Zhongjin has learned is Taoist internal strength, so he can be directly influenced by Taoist scriptures in this way.

At the beginning, Fang Zhongjin only felt that the internal force in his body was more turbulent and strong than usual, and he actually circulated in his body endlessly.

After all, he has never been taken by his master to practice, and he doesn't know whether this situation is good or bad, so he can only stop the flow of internal forces.

As the true scriptures were continuously recited, the internal strength in the meridians of Fangzhongjin was repeatedly washed. Later, the more Fang Zhongjin was unable to control.

Gradually, this thriving aura became more and more vigorous, as if it was about to clash out of the Fang Zhongjin meridians.

It doesn't taste good. In the past, Fang Zhongjin also tried to force the internal force out of the body by himself, but with little effect.

Now it's the internal force that wants to find an outlet to break through the body, and the taste is like trying to suppress the expansion and explosion of the body.

Fang Zhongjin used all his internal strength to resist, and he couldn't notice that his forehead was covered with beads of sweat as if he was drenched with a lot, and his clothes were already soaked.

Fang Zhongjin restrained himself for a long time and felt that his mouth was dry, so he wanted to stretch out a hand to reach the coffee table next to the bed. There was a large teapot and two porcelain cups on it.

But what he didn't expect was that he had just stretched out his hand like this, and he hadn't touched the coffee table yet.

The coffee table suddenly popped out as if it had been subjected to some strange force, and smashed into the wall and shattered.

Not to mention the teapot on the coffee table, broken porcelain pieces were scattered all over the ground, and the tea in the teapot was also scattered on the ground like a blooming chrysanthemum.

Fang Zhongjin was shocked, could it be that he had reached the internal force and could not release it externally?

He tried to slap the shattered coffee table again.

This time, the pile of broken wood did not move at all.

But Fang Zhongjin said in his heart that it was not good! It turned out that the internal force of his palm was not released externally, but a storm rolled up in his body.

Fang Zhongjin only felt that this internal force was wantonly rolling and dancing wildly in his body, which was unreasonable.

Fang Zhongjin, who was suffering from this huge pain, couldn't maintain the posture of sitting cross-legged, and the whole person fell heavily on the couch.

At this moment, Fang Zhongjin's door was suddenly pushed open.

Entering the door successively were Ying Wenchang and Tong Hanchun, who were stunned.

At this moment, Zang Yushan is still stepping up his medicine and has no time to come.

But as soon as Ying and Tong heard the loud noise, they rushed to see what was going on.

They originally thought that Fang Zhongjin had accidentally smashed something, but when they pushed the door open, they saw such an amazing scene!

I saw Fang Zhongjin lying on the bed, and his face was blood-red, and his eyes were wide open, as if he was suffering great pain.

Ying and Tong glanced at each other. Tong Hanchun knew more about medical science than Ying Wenchang, so he walked towards Fang Zhongjin boldly.

The more he walked forward, the more he felt that the heat around this young man was unbearable, as if it was the huge heat emanating from Fang Zhongjin's body.

Tong Hanchun stretched out his hand and touched Fang Zhongjin's forehead, which was really hot.

Ying Wenchang looked at his junior brother and asked, "Is Fang Xiaoxia having a high fever?"

Tong Hanchun looked at the smashed coffee table, but stammered: "He won't be, he won't be, he will be a little congenital robbery!"

This "little innate tribulation" is what they say. If the old man was here, he would know that Fang Zhongjin was now at the most critical breakthrough point of internal force.

Success or failure of life and death is at this point, if you can break through, it is to stand alone in the present.

If you can't resist, you will be broken through the meridians alive by your own internal force and die.

This is a bit like what Taoists call "calamity", so when Tong Hanchun saw this scene, he couldn't help but think of the "little congenital calamity".

Ying Wenchang only felt that his mouth was dry, and he said, "Fang Xiaoxia is so young, is he going to be robbed?"

You must know that among their Taoist disciples, there has never been an example of being able to cross the tribulation in their early twenties.

Even if you are eighty years old, you can survive the catastrophe, and it is only recorded in the book.

Those enlightened masters were already fragile in their meridians at the age of eighty. So even if they knew that the catastrophe was coming, not many people dared to go through the catastrophe.

Therefore, most of the people in the Daomen have read about the "Little Congenital Tribulation", but no one has ever seen it.

Tong Hanchun said: "Fang Xiaoxia was in Huashan that day, and he was also let go of his internal strength. ”

In fact, those of them in the Taoist sect also know that the "little innate tribulation" mentioned by the Taoists is actually the so-called breakthrough of internal force and external release by martial arts people.

Fang Zhongjin was once able to defeat Qiu Songhe and withstand the joint attack of Master Cheng Hui and the old man Fu Demon, all because he had broken through this realm at that time.

As for why it fell back later. Not to mention that Tong Hanchun didn't know, even Fang Zhongjin didn't know.

At this time, the situation is urgent, and Tong Hanchun cannot be delayed.

Among the four sons of Wudang, he is the most straightforward and kind-hearted.

Seeing that Fang Zhongjin might be broken through the meridians by his internal strength and die, Tong Hanchun couldn't sit idly by.

Fortunately, he usually studies alchemy, and he has seen the current situation among some Taoist secretaries.

Tong Hanchun didn't dare to move Fang Zhongjin's body more, but only carefully straightened his body.

At this moment, Fang Zhongjin was actually extremely vulnerable, and if someone had evil intentions, he could be easily killed.

Tong Hanchun looked at Fang Zhongjin's red face, and quickly recalled what was said in the book back then.