Whoever is willing to succumb to obscenity and power, and who is willing to submit to the hand of fate, that is not Fang Yin, that is not! Poor and cold-eyed can make people feel inferior and self-pitying, and cry bitterly with hatred and resentment, and can also make people strive to improve themselves and strive to climb upward! Loneliness and helplessness can make people give up on themselves, and their will is depressed and depressed, and they can also make people always self-motivated and have the world's ambitions in mind! Who can see that on the cliff, a goshawk pushes down his fledgling child, why? Fly, rely on more than just wings, everything is ready, give you guts! Great fear, great fearlessness, or fragmentation, just accept fate, or soar into the sky, kill a bloody road!

Fang Yin roared wildly!

The taste of being manipulated at will is not pleasant, no one knows how Fang Yin feels at this time, what the wind is passing, what the wind is rising, Fang Yin feels like a puppet, he has no claim at all, he is completely manipulated, he can't move, and he can't shed tears! Fang Yin had already woken up, at this time Fang Yin's mind was extremely sober, it was the wind, blowing Fang Yin's face and skin were painful and his facial features were distorted, it was not the wind, it was actually tangible and qualitative, like a mud like a nightmare, like a drop of pine oil that dripped thousands of years ago, turning Fang Yin into a piece of amber that Fang Yin picked up when he came, a small worm inside.

It's better than that little worm, Fang Yin is not dead, Fang Yin can still scream.

It's useless to roar, the first line is already a moat, in fact, Long Zhen only sealed all the angles with just one palm, and imprisoned Fang Yin on the spot with pure internal rest! People can't move, swords can't move, gradually, clothes can't move, hair can't move, and finally, not the slightest bit, can't move. Yes, it's the wind, it's not the wind, it's the refined qi of heaven and earth, which enters from the dragon's true body, and comes out from the dragon's true palm, turning into a tangible, qualitative, and pure internal breath, and it is even more powerful for him to control.

Condensation, stillness, stillness, and stillness.

With a roar, the living were finally petrified.

A miracle has happened, and under the amazement and horror of everyone, Daoist Fang has become a living fossil. Soaring into the sky, where are you flying? A bloody road, where are you going to kill? He stood in front of him with one palm, and Daoist Fang said that he couldn't speak, he couldn't even blink his eyes, and his open mouth couldn't close. Looks a little silly. But it's no wonder that Daoist Fang, everyone was dumbfounded, what kind of kung fu is this? This is not kung fu, this is a civet cat playing with mice, the show has just begun, and everyone knows it.

Daoist Fang has lost his sense of hearing.

Silence, dead silence, this is a silent world that Fang Yin has never experienced at all. Silence to the extreme, silence to the extreme, instantly makes people have an illusion. Empty. The body does not exist, only the mind is there, but it can be heard bang And the light of the heaven and earth in front of him is strangely distorted and deformed, like a dream, just like the palm that seems to be eternal and unchanged standing in front of him, which is changing from fluctuations and mutations to infinity, suddenly turning into a mountain, suddenly turning into a waterfall, suddenly a puddle of mud, and suddenly a strange face-

To put it simply, it was a short circuit in Daoist Fang's brain.

If you don't hear the sum of the five sounds, you are deaf, and you can't see the five colors of the chapter, and the dragon sect leader struck the Taoist priest with one palm, and he was completely lost. Of course. This is also Daoist Fang, who is known as the real Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death by stepping on copper lentils, and the strong and unyielding and persevering Daoist Fang, if he were someone else, he would have been insane. We all know that a person's senses are strongly stimulated, or the brain receives unacceptable information, which can lead to insanity. From a medical point of view, Daoist Fang's illness was the same as that of his brother Huba Cileng, who doubted his brain when his body lost control, resulting in physical or psychological disorders.

It is the difficult brother and brother, all thanks to Long Zhen.

This is the gap, the gap in strength, the difference between the two is too great, and there is no comparison at all. There is no way of restraint, Long Zhen can see through it at a glance, Fang Daoist, the foundation is not good, the internal force is too poor, even if he can make some small tricks opportunistic and grandstanding, but in the face of the strong and domineering strength of the upright, there will be nothing to hide, and he will be beaten back to his original form in one fell swoop! This is the key point, the fatal place, Fang Yin can't get out and can't struggle, if Wuzen would have broken the barrier with one punch, he would have pushed him over!

But Wuzen is not there, under the leadership of the incompetent immortal, the Wuzen monk Peony Shenxia Master Moro and several people went to rescue Huba Cilen. Huba Cileng is not dead yet, and his incompetence has been explained clearly, but Fang Yin still doesn't know, Fang Daoist is really isolated from the world: "What's wrong? What's wrong?" Fang Yin didn't know how long it was at that moment, it seemed to be very long, and it seemed to be very short: "What is it? What is it?" What kind of feeling Fang Yin can't describe, the feeling is actually very comfortable.

In the meridians and acupuncture points, there is something ready to move, as if the sprout is about to break the ground, as if the chick is piercing the shell. It's not one place, it's innumerable, fine and slight, crispy and numb, blindly ignorant, but it's also itchy and hard to scratch. None of the colors are visible, and the mind is empty and inward, saying that it is a threesome between master and apprentice, but I am afraid that I will break the wall and fly into the air. One breath is peaceful, indifferent and quiet, it is for guidance; one is warm and strong, it is for support; and there is one breath, obedience is domineering, rules and regulations are unruly! It is it! Empty and dark air! Weak and inherited, strong and welcomed, rushing and surging! Energetic!

Why, and what is it going to do?

It must be so!

The void and the heavens, there is nothing and nothing, and the insignificance is infinite.

A "broken" word, you have to get a glimpse of this mystery!

Few people in the world know that Daoist Fang is a strange person who is a fellow practitioner of the three laws, thanks to the old master of Confucius, who is also the guide of the Taoist chief of Shangqing Lu Daochang, but in the final analysis, it is Lao Xue and Xue Wanli. Without Xue Wanli, there would be no all this, the fragments of the Empty Spiritual Skill, a small path in the Shangqing Dynasty, the enlightenment of Qingping's sword technique, the old immortal, the bones of the patriarch, the old master by the river, the living Buddha in the snow mountain, the word of the ancient temple, all kinds of adventures. Fang Yin's name was also given by him, things are so ingenious, fate is so wonderful, wonderful, fate is you, wonderful-

Three people practice, a set of internal skills!

The Void Divine Skill is different from the Qingping Sword Technique, because it is peculiar and contrary to common sense, the world regards it as a demonic evil art, and does not practice it. Indeed, there are not a few people who have not been able to resist the temptation of extreme martial arts for thousands of years, but the practitioners are either dead or disabled, the light ones are broken in the meridians, the dantian is completely destroyed, and the martial arts are completely lost, and the heavy ones are involved in the consumption of muscles and bones, and the qi and blood vomit blood and die. Such a harmful book should not have existed in the world, and it has been ruined for a long time since it has been circulated.

The old master is right, there is no distinction between good and evil in the exercises, and the rare magic skills are endless, and twenty-eight years ago, the only book in the world was in the hands of the Shangqing Daoist, the master of the Su Daoist, the crazy old man in the prison that Xue Daxia said, and the eldest grandson Gongsheng. The eldest grandson Gongsheng was a shame for the Qing Dynasty back then, and he was good at evil and crooked ways, even more so than the Su Daoist and the Fang Daoist of the year. is named Changsun Gongsheng, and there is no victory in his life, so Changsun Daochang has another famous hall back then: Changsun seeks victory.

Not to mention in detail, just say that this Void Spiritual Skill was also divided into two back then, the first four pages of the introductory exercises, Sun Gongsheng, was passed on to Xue Wanli in prison, and at this time it was placed in Fang Yin's bag, and then the practice of the exercises was taken by Long Cangmang, the father of Long Zhen, but at this time it was in the hands of Long Zhen. There is a kind of person who can do what others can't, and others can't cultivate the Empty Underworld Exercises, the dragon really can, and the empty and underworld qi can't be controlled by others, and the dragon really can. Long Zhen's cultivation is the Void Divine Skill, invoking the qi of heaven and earth, and incarnating into a dantian, the qi of heaven and earth is endless, the internal force is endless, spitting out the old and accepting the new, and the unity of heaven and man.

When cultivating this miracle, Long Zhen was not able to stand in time, he had been famous for a long time, and his cultivation was proud. At the realm of absolute achievement, Long Zhen naturally wanted to try to break through, so Long Zhen chose the more bizarre and weird Void Divine Skill. There is no need to get started, Long Zhen only skimmed the exercises, and he knew the artistic conception of the whole text. Cultivating divine skills again, Long Zhen also supports with his own divine skills, from the inside out, stabilizing the dantian and consolidating the meridians and air pockets. Becoming its miraculous skill, Long Zhen broke the old and established the new, with great perseverance, destroyed the dantian, and abolished the meridian air pockets. Standing and then breaking, breaking and then standing, flat land is not born, the top of the top, this is the true meaning of the book of the old man of the underworld thousands of years ago, ordinary people know its law and cannot succeed, this is a kind of human learning that goes straight through the way of heaven and earth-

Great power, just like now.

Heaven is great, how can it be done without trying!

Fang Yin didn't know what was going on, but Long Zhen didn't know it.

The game of the civet cat and mouse has not yet been completed, Daoist Fang is being toyed with, and the Dragon Sect Leader has not played enough. When Fang Yin gave him a cloud, fog and fog inside and out, a strong surge came, and he couldn't deserve it, and the vast palm power surged like a tide to wrap a Fang Daoist staggered back, but it was again, and he went straight to the southeast corner of Lingyun Terrace! It is said that it is time and fate, and it is said that it is numerology and fortune, who has the hand of fate, and after that, the rope that pulls fate.