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Chapter 192 Pure Anode M Power

"Brother Wuji, look..." Fang Xian helped Zhang Wuji who was kicked away, and looked at the Qiankun Danuoyi mental method on the wall of the secret path, "This martial art is very powerful, can I learn it?"

"This...isn't it good..." Zhang Wuji hesitated, "This is a unique skill that I can't teach. Only the previous masters can practice it. Yuanzhen sneaked in and wanted to practice back then. Fortunately, I discovered it."

"But I heard that Yang Xiao will meet?" Fang Xian asked, "You're not the leader."

"Old Yang is different. He is not in the name...but his prestige is not lower than that of the leader. The previous leader Yang Dingtian has a brotherhood with him, so he was allowed to practice."

"Brother Wuji, we love mice and rice!"

"...That's how it is..." Zhang Wuji scratched his head, "But you are not a member of the Ming Cult."

"This is so damn easy." Fang Xian slapped his thigh and vowed to the sky, "I have joined the Ming Cult. I have joined."

"........." Zhang Wuji laughed, "Forget it, who cares, you can practice. But you must first practice the Nine Suns Magic Art before practicing the Great Teleportation of the Universe, otherwise it is easy to go crazy, 34 out of the 28 leaders They are all practiced to death."

"...The death rate is so high." Fang Xian took out a pen and paper, and started copying.

"This... big brother, don't do this."

Fang Xian burst into tears: "Brother, I don't know Jiuyang yet. I have to wait a while to practice, so I have to copy it away first. Do you have the heart to see me practicing madness now?"

"...Then don't show it to others, practice it secretly..."

"I will definitely not tell others!" Fang Xian's face was full of innocence. According to strict statistics, generally speaking, there is a 100% probability of telling others.

So saying this is more like a comfort to alleviate the guilt of the translator.

Sure enough, Zhang Wuji strolled away very peacefully.

Fang Xian copied it for a long time. Due to his limited art skills, those weird human shapes are even more weird when he draws them. Only he can understand them.Fortunately, this skill is powerful and not lengthy. There are more than 100 mental exercises on seven levels and the work is over. When Fang Xian put away the hand-written magic skill, when he turned his head, Mr. Zhang had been waiting behind him for a long time.

"Xiaoyou Tian, ​​be careful when practicing the Great Teleportation of the Universe. This is a way to forcibly stimulate the potential of the human body and be eager for quick success." Zhang Sanfeng looked at the mental method on the stone wall and frowned slightly. At this level, I advise you to take it easy."

"Then third master, do you need to practice?"

"Hehe, when people practice kung fu, their potential will be slowly stimulated. It's just that the aptitude is different and the connotation of kung fu is different, so there is a difference in speed. I have practiced for more than 100 years, and my potential has been squeezed out long ago. For this universe Big move, I can tell you..." Zhang Sanfeng advised Fang Xian to be steady, and at the same time tempted him, "It takes ten years to practice one level."

"Ten years!" Fang Xian exclaimed in surprise, "That is to say, Zhang Wuji's seven-level training is equivalent to 70 years of hard work by ordinary people?"

"It's not too much difference. To be clear, the first six floors are about 60 years old, and the last floor... I can't understand it. It seems to break through some kind of limit. This kind of mentality...I think it's driving people to death." ah……"

"Thank you for reminding me, real person. I must proceed step by step." Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng had the time to care about himself, Fang Xian quickly asked, "Then what do you think of "Six Meridians Excalibur"?"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head, and reluctantly returned the booklet to Fang Xian: "I read it, I can't practice..."

Fang Xian was stunned. Could it be that his thinking was wrong, isn't it a matter of course when the internal strength reaches a certain level?

Zhang Sanfeng sighed: "This kung fu is extremely powerful...but it has nothing to do with internal force, it is about gathering the energy of heaven and earth in one's body, and then striking out through the six meridians, using small, fast and strange to defeat the enemy."

"The energy of heaven and earth? It's too evil, isn't it vital energy?"

"I don't understand, I can't understand, hey... the farthest distance in the world is not the ends of the earth, but the martial arts of the world is right in front of you, but I hate myself for not understanding..." Mr. Zhang beat his chest and stamped his feet, but he quickly let go of his sadness He said with a smile, "Actually, it doesn't matter. This martial art is far from my understanding and direction. My internal frame is already firmly established, and I can't stand this kind of trouble."

"As expected of a real person, I just think about it!"

Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile: "Have you improved your martial arts recently? Let's make gestures again?"

"This..." Fang Xian scratched his head and giggled, "Sir, I have gained some understanding of my inner strength recently, can you give me some advice?"

"Okay, okay, how can we fight?" Zhang Sanfeng obviously felt that it was more interesting to compete with Tian Boguang. He only punched and kicked Zhang Wuji, which was very rude.

"In this way, I will try to use various schools of internal power to attack you, see if you can sense it."

"All kinds of schools?" Zhang Sanfeng said in surprise, "The dantian is the center of human life. It is enough to practice one kind of internal energy for a lifetime. Every time it is overthrown and restarted, it is a huge torture to human life. How can it be so? Wu, it’s okay to slowly improve the internal strength, but I’ve always followed the pure yang lineage, and I’ve never heard that various internal forces can co-exist.”

"Let's give it a try, try it..." Fang Xian said with a smile, "Third Master, you know that my internal energy is inhaled, and when I hit someone, I naturally spit it out. Since I practiced Beiming Shen Gong, my internal energy has improved. The Dantian is getting stronger and more powerful, not only can it accept hundreds of rivers from the sea, it can even... the sea can give birth to white rivers!"

"Baichuan is born from the sea!" Zhang Wuji thought for a while, and began to feel uneasy, "The sea is formed by the rivers, and the rivers are born in the sea, but what does this mean?"

"Try it and you'll understand it when you're old, look at the trick!" Fang Xian didn't say anything, and slowly slapped his palm, "The Evergreen Kung Fu of the Qingcheng School!"

For a moment, Fang Xian's palm was filled with vast and continuous internal force. Although the attack power was average, it felt like it had a long history.

Zhang Sanfeng is palming against him, for him, fighting with others' internal strength does not even need to resist, it is a process of savoring and enjoying.

"Hmm... It's really Qingcheng's way. Although it's not turbulent, it is known for its toughness. It's not easy to practice such a common technique to such an extent. Which master did you attract?"

Fang Xian smiled and said: "It's just a few guys, but as soon as this kung fu enters the sea of ​​my dantian, it will become one with me. I can let him go out of the sea no matter how he enters the sea. But, This internal force has been refined and reorganized by me, and its strength is far from that level."

"Is there really such a powerful kung fu?" Zhang Sanfeng was hungry and thirsty, "Try another kung fu."

"Okay!" Fang Xian snorted, and instantly turned his internal energy into the Hunyuan Gong of the Huashan Sect, "I was walking around the world and smoking randomly a few days ago. The real person can give me some advice."

Zhang Sanfeng felt this kind of strength, and sighed slightly: "The tension is right, there is tension, and if it is matched with a good boxing method, it can be regarded as a way. Is there any more?"

After that, Fang Xian played with the mixed internal energy he had sucked in recent days. When he sucked it, it was mixed, but when he vomited it was the essence.It can be said that his ability to use all kinds of internal energy is directly proportional to his own strength. If his internal energy is as profound as that of Zhang Sanfeng, he may already be called the master of all schools and be proud of the world.

In terms of moves, there are many people who know the strengths of hundreds of schools, such as Murong Bo, Murong Fu, and even Fan Yao, who can be regarded as masters of hundreds of schools.But in terms of internal strength, it seems that only those of the Xiaoyao Sect who have mastered the Beiming Divine Art are the only ones who can achieve this step.

The more Zhang Sanfeng fought, the more frightened he became. Fang Xian's internal energy was not only slow and fast at times, but could even switch between yin and yang at will. He was almost caught when he changed his moves a few times. Fortunately, the pure yang internal energy protected his body, otherwise he might have been injured.

"Come again, come again!" Zhang Sanfeng's face was rosy, and a little sweat oozes from his forehead, "I haven't sweated in many years, and you can make me happy to this extent, Tian Xiaoyou, you are so interesting!"

"Your wording..." Fang Xian seemed to understand a little. Practicing Chunyang Gong, also known as Chunyang Palace, requires a lifetime of practicing this. He must always maintain the body of a child and cannot approach women.Presumably, the old man has used his inner strength to replace the role that a woman should play, and the pleasure comes from the improvement of his inner strength...

"Change quickly!"

"I've basically used it up, I don't have enough time, and I only absorb the internal energy of wicked people." Fang Xian smiled helplessly, "After all, I still have a kind heart. As Yuyan said, there must be no lower limit to practice the Beiming magic skill to the extreme. .”

"No lower limit?" Zhang Sanfeng asked, "For example, absorbing my internal energy?"

"I dare not, I really dare not."

"Haha, it's okay. When I die, I can just ask you to come over and drain my inner strength. I can't take it with me anyway, so it's better to leave it in this world."

"Makoto, you are so great."

"Well, I calculate that there are still about 100 years before the deadline for death. You have to try your best to live until then."

"..."

"By the way, I remember that when you were in Songshan, you absorbed Ren Woxing's internal energy. Why didn't you use it?"

"The internal force absorbed by the star-absorbing method is too chaotic and disorderly, and it is also a barbaric mixed internal force, which has no power."

"I see... I just heard that you sucked the Yin snake from Wuji's body. I wonder if it can be used?"

"This..." Fang Xian frowned slightly. Although he felt a little arrogant to say so, he forced himself to speak, "This move is too poisonous, I'm afraid it will hurt you."

These words are indeed too ignorant. Is there anyone in the world who can hurt Zhang Zhenren?

Zhang Zhenren really believed it, and said with awe-inspiring face, "I will do my best to defend, you can try it!"

"No, Master, listen to me... The Phantom Yin Finger was released by Cheng Kun at that time, and each finger conjured a Yin snake into the body, which was already very powerful. But I... don't know how to Phantom Yin Finger, I can only use it by force. Palms, fists, and swords are playing this Yin snake, I'm afraid it's not easy to grasp the scale."

"Scale? You mean."

Fang Xian pondered slightly: "I'm afraid what I released...is no longer just a Yin Snake, maybe a Yin Wolf, a Yin Tiger...or even a Yin Dragon..."

Zhang Sanfeng was horrified: "The phantom yin fingering method originated from Cheng Kun's internal strength. If I remember correctly, Cheng Kun also practiced Hunyuan Kung Fu. If he had a bad plan, the most he could sneak into Shaolin would be to secretly practice Yi Jin Jing ...Maybe there is such a wicked internal force?"

"I don't understand this either." Fang Xian shook his head, "I feel that it absorbs not only the internal force, but also the shape and method. To put it more vividly, the Yin Snake I released is no longer Cheng Kun's internal force. It can be called a brand-new species called 'Yin Snake Neigong'."

"It's okay, try it!" Mr. Zhang mentioned the power, and the power of pure yang gathered in his palm, "You can come, I can live."

"...Pure M Promise Kungfu." After Fang Xian complained in his heart, his heart suddenly swayed, and he just wanted to try his power, so he didn't hesitate anymore, and he slammed out his palm, facing Zhang Sanfeng.

(End of this chapter)