Chapter 116: The Old Man Keeps Going

After half a month of cultivation, Fang Wenyuan sat there motionless, the spiritual power in his body had all been transformed into yuan power, and he could clearly feel the changes in himself, this change made him several times stronger than before the transformation.

In the past half a month, although there was Yuan Force flowing through his body, he didn't feel any discomfort, but after sitting for such a long time, Fang Wenyuan was still a little unaccustomed.

So he walked out of the stone house, flew up, and came to a small dojo on the mountainside of Qianlong Peak. There is a broken dragon stone in this dojo, which is very hard and weighs more than 10,000 catties. It is a measuring device given by the sect to the disciples to test their abilities, and there is a piece on each inner gate peak.

The disciple only needs to attack this stone and judge his ability based on the damage received from above. Fang Wenyuan wanted to come here precisely to verify the changes in his body and verify his cultivation achievements during this time.

In less than a moment, Fang Wenyuan came here, looked at the ten-zhang high Broken Dragon Stone, took a deep breath, and the force was launched from under his feet, transported to his waist, and passed to the right fist that was waved, and he rushed out with a rub, and hit the Broken Dragon Stone with a punch.

Boom, the broken dragon stone that was more than ten zhang huge was slightly tilted by his punch, and the section buried in the ground was also exposed. There was also a fist mark three inches deep left on the Broken Dragon Stone, and Fang Wenyuan looked at it with satisfaction.

At this time, the broken dragon stone straightened itself for a while, and the small piece exposed in the soil gradually returned to the soil. And the three-inch fist mark on the stone body gradually closed and disappeared without a trace. If it weren't for Fang Wenyuan standing here, it would be hard to believe that there had been a change on the Broken Dragon Stone before.

On the ten-zhang broken dragon stone, an old man's phantom rose up, looked at Fang Wenyuan and said: "The power of this fist has a huge power of 500,000 catties, which is comparable to the foundation building!"

In this regard, Fang Wenyuan was not too surprised, but surprised by the uniqueness of the dragon pattern bone refining technique, and boldly seized the earth's vein 'dragon qi' to cultivate his own hematopoietic qi, and the strength of his physical body was better than that of his peers.

The power of a punch has been measured by Fang Wenyuan. Next, he wanted to measure the sword that the Divine Consciousness incarnation had slashed out, and he wanted to know how powerful this sword was.

It can only be that the immortal soul ignores his borrowing power at all. Only then did Fang Wenyuan realize that since the last time he slashed that sword, the power of the immortal soul seemed to be a little weaker. The immortal soul that used to protect him with the obligation to protect him actually began to consolidate his foundation and cultivate the yuan, absorbing a small amount of his qi and blood, as if he was recovering. However, depending on the situation, if you want to use the immortal soul to slash out the divine sense sword again, I'm afraid it will take three years later.

After the dragon pattern bone alchemy technique hematopoiesis and qi transformation, Fang Wenyuan's qi and blood were incomparable, and he could still afford this loss.

At this point, Fang Wenyuan stopped in the center of the dojo, closed his eyes to recuperate, and after a while, his body moved, and he began to play that set of health preservation palms. One is fast and one is slow, there is a degree of advance and retreat, soft as boneless, and steel as gold and stone.

That familiar feeling came again. The spirit seemed to soak in the hot spring and felt a burst of warmth. The physical body is still playing palm by move, and every inch of muscles and every drop of blood on the body is moving in an orderly manner according to a special rhythm.

A pale cyan aura was born in the body, which swam in it, and finally dissipated in the body, diffusing between the muscles and flesh.

After receiving the palm technique, it was already night, and Fang Wenyuan had a wisp of divine consciousness left, so he knew that the time had only passed for a day and a night.

It seems that because the impurities in the body have been removed, it has not taken so long to play this set of palm techniques. Fang Wenyuan's divine sense sensed himself again, and after a moment, his eyes flickered, and he said, "Dragon pattern bone refining technique, bone refining blood." Health palm, repair muscles and muscles. The two can complement each other and achieve such an effect, and the combination is the supreme method of physical training!

After a day and a night of cultivation, Fang Wenyuan felt that his strength had increased a few points. So he saw his eyes on the Broken Dragon Stone again, and suddenly his body shook, and he punched on the Broken Dragon Stone.

Bang.

Fang Wenyuan's fist sank into the Broken Dragon Stone for a full three and a half inches, and where he stood, the ground was directly raised, which was due to the tilt of the Broken Dragon Stone and the warping of the underground foundation.

I thought that the phantom of the old man would appear on the broken dragon stone again, but unexpectedly, it did not appear. Instead, there was a burst of intense light from the entire scene, and this light was extremely dazzling in the dark night, so that Fang Wenyuan had to squint his eyes.

A thick layer of stone slabs on the ground all rose into the sky, separating this side of heaven and earth, and Fang Wenyuan stepped into it, looking around vigilantly.

At this time, Yue Lizhen's voice came, and said: "I see your body method, it should be a good place to practice ghost escape, this dojo is a good place to practice ghost escape, you can practice here, the old man will inform you of the opening method here!

Fang Wenyuan's expression was straight, and he said, "Thank you, Master!"

Yue Li Zhenren didn't respond, it seemed that he had already left, and a high-ranking person like him naturally came and went without a trace. However, Fang Wenyuan still sensed a trace, because his divine sense was equivalent to the middle stage of Jindan.

The light around him slowly dimmed and dissipated, Fang Wenyuan walked in it vigilantly, and said secretly: "Since it is a place of cultivation, although it is not dangerous, the purpose of cultivation is to deal with danger, so there is no big mistake in being careful!"

When Fang Wenyuan took the second step, there was a shock all around, and hundreds of huge stone pillars one zhang wide and ten zhang high rose from the ground, and at the same time, hundreds of huge holes appeared on the ground, and there was a huge suction force in them, which made people's clothes fly, and they were a little unstable in their standing.

As soon as the stone pillar Fang appeared, he immediately branched out more than a dozen and surrounded Fang Wenyuan. Fang Wenyuan raised his eyebrows, his figure flickered, and suddenly appeared more than a dozen zhang away, running towards the middle of the two stone pillars, trying to escape from the encirclement of these stone pillars.

It's just that when I was about to reach the center of the two stone pillars, I suddenly felt shocked, and I felt a little bad, so I suddenly stopped my body and retreated. In such a high-speed situation, Fang Wenyuan suddenly stopped his figure, and Fang Wenyuan couldn't bear it.

The moment he stepped back, there was a boom! The two stone pillars collided in an instant. Fang Wenyuan didn't frown, and said in his heart: "If you forcibly break through just now, I'm afraid that it will be caught in the center, with such power, although it won't cause death, but it will also be injured!"

The stone pillars around him were getting closer and closer, Fang Wenyuan felt a trace of anxiety in his heart, the top had been tightly covered by stone slabs, and there were countless holes on the ground with suction power, he could escape from the center of the stone pillars, if not, he was afraid that he would be trapped in it.

Thinking of this, Fang Wenyuan's figure quickly walked around the inner circle, waiting for an opportunity to escape from the center of the stone pillar. The figure flashed, and reappeared in the gap between the middle of a stone pillar, and then the figure was stunned again, the huge inertia tore at the muscles and flesh on his body, and Fang Wenyuan grinned for a while.

Bang~~

The result was the same as just now, Fang Wenyuan did not give up, his eyes flashed. didn't give up on it, but took advantage of the gap between the two stone pillars in the middle to collide, and suddenly fled from the side of the colliding stone pillars.

Since this stone pillar collided with a stone pillar on the left, all the distance between it and the stone pillar on the right was pulled apart, and Fang Wenyuan just passed through it, although the stone pillar was fast enough, it was only a corner of the clothes.

It's just that after walking out of the stone pillar, Fang Wenyuan was not easy. There was a hole in the direction where he came out, and the suction force from it sucked him directly in. Fang Wenyuan did not panic, but stretched out a hand and grabbed the edge of the hole.

Just as he was about to come out, a stone pillar suddenly appeared on the edge of the cave, as if he wanted to return to the cave and look at its momentum, as if it was going to crush Fang Wenyuan into jerky.

In this situation, Fang Wenyuan suddenly exerted force in his hand, let out a long roar, escaped from the entrance of the cave, and kicked horizontally on the stone pillar. This stone pillar shook, and then froze its body, and it surrounded it again with the other stone pillars, as if Fang Wenyuan's blow could not cause any harm to it.

For half a month, Fang Wenyuan was in this small space, constantly dodging the attacks of the stone pillars, and his body technique became more and more mature. During this time, he also adapted to the strengthened body, and the speed of running in it became faster, and he appeared more than twenty feet away in a flash. It's not the same as the speed when I first entered.

So far, every muscular and skeletal strength in his body has been exerted by him, and he has not wasted his strength.

However, when the hundred stone pillars came to attack him, he still suffered some injuries before he could escape from it. In the end, it is constantly traumatized. But with the Wood Spirit Vein, he didn't care about this injury, and he would recover in a moment.

The injury is not without benefits, at least he can continue to learn from the injury, and then improve his mistakes.

On this day, Fang Wenyuan, who had been constantly cultivating the body method in it, suddenly stopped moving, and then stretched out his hand to cast a spell. These stone pillars were all honest, and they returned to the hole in the ground in an orderly manner, and the stone slabs that should have been in the sky all this time also fell piece by piece and returned to the earth.

Fang Wenyuan tidied up his clothes, came to Yue Lizhen's cave mansion, bowed respectfully, and said loudly: "I don't know what happened when the master summoned the disciples?"

The door of the cave opened, and there was a miserable cat meow from it, and then Yue Lizhen's voice said, "Ahem, ahem, this cat is back to you!"

After that, the embarrassed figure of the eight-tailed cat flew out of it, looked at Fang Wenyuan with a look of resentment, and then scolded Yue Lizhen's cave mansion, and said: "You are endless, the ninth brother is not finished with you, you wait for me, Lao Tzu will always have a little bit to avenge this humiliating revenge!"

Fang Wenyuan felt in his heart for a while, and said secretly: "It's bad, this dead cat really doesn't know the severity, so I'm not afraid that he will 'lend' you back to study again?"

However, to Fang Wenyuan's surprise, there was no sound coming from Yue Lizhen's cave mansion, allowing the eight-tailed cat's clamor to ignore it at all, which made Fang Wenyuan feel very strange.

So he looked at the eight-tailed cat with a strange face, and said secretly: "What means did this dead cat use to make the ancestor swallow his anger? Could it be that he took the initiative to return the eight-tailed cat, and he was also threatened by the eight-tailed cat?"