Speaking of which, this exercise is not famous, but Fang Nan happened to see it in a classic he had read before, it is said that this method is a unique body refining exercise in the Taiqing Immortal Sect, although its own level is not high, it is better to be able to improve the cultivation realm and physical strength at the same time, and this is exactly what most body refining exercises cannot do, so the few physical cultivators in the Taiqing Sect tend to use it as a major practice in addition to the basic Five Elements Exercises. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The content of the exercises recorded in one of the jade slips is more complicated and lengthy, with tens of thousands of words alone, and the divine consciousness is quite dazzling, while in comparison, the length of the content in the other jade slip is much shorter, and many details are different from the former, and it seems that it is easier to cultivate.

In fact, it is true, after a general glance, Fang Nan basically determined with the experience of reading through the classics that the former should be the original of the "Hundred Veins Quenching Body Technique", while the latter is more like an inferior version that has been simplified and tampered with.

And judging from Huang Hanzhi's words, her cultivation is undoubtedly the latter. It is precisely because of this reason that this woman's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds in the past few years, reaching a point where Tang Huan, a former peer, did not dare to imagine at all.

"If you want to be quick but not reach, this method is cultivated, I am afraid that there are many hidden dangers, the altar master of the Blood Demon Altar may not care about the lives of his subordinates, but normal monks would never dare to try so rashly......"

Recalling the previous scene in the courtyard where Huang Hanzhi was dead and blind, Fang Nan sighed softly. This Blood Demon Altar Master is obviously not a good stubble, Huang Hanzhi, as a monk under his hands, was planted with a Blood Demon Mark, once it lost its use value, he did not hesitate to activate the Mark, so that it died without a place to be buried, which can be described as extremely ruthless.

At that time, he used his divine sense to sweep around, but he did not see any trace of other suspicious people, thinking that the other party should have some means to control the general situation of Huang Hanzhi from afar, or also have a profound hidden supernatural power, which can hide his own detection.

However, in the case of the latter, the possibility should not be great, after all, if this altar master is also in Jiangyang City, it is the safest move to make his own move, and why send Huang Hanzhi, a half-hung twelve-layer master, to draw snakes first.

Thinking of this, his expression suddenly moved, and he slapped the storage bag on his waist, and the dark red round bowl the size of a fist appeared in his hand again. Unlike last night, the bowl at this moment shimmered with a magnificent luster in the morning light, and it looked extremely charming.

Rubbing the surface of the round bowl, a burst of cold air suddenly penetrated into the muscles and bones along his fingertips, Fang Nan frowned, touched his chin and groaned.

He hadn't taken this thing too seriously before, but now it seemed that the altar master of the Blood Demon Altar could sense the location of this object with some special means, so that if he still had it with him, the situation would be a little dangerous.

"The body cultivation of the twelfth layer of qi refining, the holy relics that can absorb resentment, the blood demon mark ......" After reading softly one by one, Fang Nan felt more and more that the current situation was out of his control, there were so many situations in this Jiangyang City where he was sitting alone, what would happen to the rest of the places?

And for some reason, from the beginning of his contact with the Blood Demon Altar, Fang Nan had a faint uneasy premonition in his heart, always feeling that something big would happen in the near future, this sense of oppression was condensed in his heart, and it gradually became like a substance, and he couldn't ignore the past at all.

"The overall situation is important, Long Yan should still be in the Taiqing Taoist Temple at this time, it seems that he has to report on the current situation. The Blood Demon Altar seems to have a lot of plans, and it is better to fight quickly, and it can't continue to drag on. After muttering a few words with a cloudy face, Fang Nan made a decisive decision.

With a long breath, Fang Nan looked at the sky outside the window, slowly stood up, got out of bed, and took off the storage bag on his waist, and put the things scattered on the bed one by one.

Spirit stones, pills, flying sword magic weapons, and jade slips, these add up to a few, and in the blink of an eye, the couch is empty, and only half of the jade pendant remains.

Picking up the jade pendant, pinching it gently, and after making sure that this thing didn't have any trace of aura at all, Fang Nan shook his head and prepared to use the fireball technique to turn it into ashes.

But at this moment, a tremor and buzzing sound of insect wings suddenly sounded from far and near, and then only heard a "poof", the window paper on Fang Nan's right hand tore open, revealing a small hole the size of a palm, and a bright white spirit insect with two pairs of wings drilled into it, poked its head and looked around, and flew towards Fang Nan without hurry.

It is the frost ancient borer.

Seeing the return of this worm, Fang Nan smiled slightly, temporarily put the jade pendant on the bed on the side, spread out his right palm, and the frost ancient borer also shook its head very spiritually, and slowly landed on his palm.

After the Frost Ancient Moth stopped, Fang Nan did not hesitate to stretch out a finger and gently put it on the head of the spirit insect, and slowly closed his eyes, his divine sense spread out, and the surface of the Frost Ancient Moth's side gradually appeared with a layer of crystal clear milky white halo.

Through his divine sense, the pictures appeared in Fang Nan's mind one by one, and these pictures were all from a unique perspective, and they were all the scenes that the Frost Ancient Moth had seen before.

This is a small spell from Fang Nan's true record of the insect insect, if the spirit insect is not low, the person who controls the insect can rely on his divine sense to communicate with each other, and check what the spirit insect has seen and heard recently from the memory of the spirit insect, which can be regarded as quite practical.

This is also the ancient xenomorph of the Frost Ancient Moth, which can only do this, and it is impossible to change it to the rest of the ordinary spirit insects, even if it is a few layers higher.

Before, Fang Nan guessed that there might be people from the Blood Demon Altar watching nearby, and in a safe way, he used the invisibility charm to search for the past, and at the same time, he also sacrificed this worm and let it search the past from the completely opposite direction, so that the two phases were carried out at the same time, if there was anything found over there, it would save a lot of time.

However, since he had not reacted until he captured Huang Hanzhi, there was no reaction from the Frost Ancient Moth, and there was nothing special to discover, so Fang Nan was just checking it at random at the moment, and he didn't take it too seriously.

Most of these pictures were silent street scenes in the autumn night, and after quickly going through them in his mind, Fang Nan slowly opened his eyes, ready to retract his divine sense.

However, at this moment, in a picture belonging to Ling Chen's memory, a familiar figure suddenly flashed, instantly attracting Fang Nan's attention, making his heart move, and he quickly closed his eyes again and looked at it carefully.