Three months later, Fang Zixuan seemed to vaguely feel the existence of the third layer of fist intent, which made Fang Zixuan overjoyed.

Originally, I just wanted to use my fist intent to cooperate with the cultivation of the Vermilion Bird Fist, but I didn't expect to be able to successfully comprehend the third layer of the fist intent, it seems that the cultivation of the fist intent is not as difficult as I imagined.

Although I heard Wang Wenguang say before that fist intent is more difficult to comprehend than the law, Fang Zixuan really didn't feel this way at all, and the two were probably half a catty and eight taels. Sometimes Fang Zixuan really feels very strange, it stands to reason that Wang Wenguang will not lie to himself, and the number of Qingyunmen Martial Kings is indeed pitiful, and there seems to be no one who has comprehended any artistic conception, so what Wang Wenguang said did not deviate much from the truth.

Fortunately, Fang Zixuan just thought to himself, if he said this to Wang Wenguang, he would definitely be beaten by Wang Wenguang, you can show off, but don't come to show off in front of me, your master is very unhappy, if you want to beat you, if you don't beat you, my anger is very uncomfortable.

Occasionally, Fang Zixuan would have the idea of thinking about it carefully, but Fang Zixuan just smiled at this, and didn't take it to heart, lice don't itch, and what happened to him was simple. What I have to do now is to work hard to enhance my strength, and then live well, and then slowly explore the answer.

As the fluctuations of the fist intent seed became more and more obvious, Fang Zixuan already felt a trace of pressure, because this time, like the previous comprehension of the second layer of fist intent, these fluctuations made his mood a little out of control.

Fortunately, Fang Zixuan already had experience, whenever he felt irritable, Fang Zixuan would stop, close his eyes, and then concentrate to calm the restlessness in his heart.

After more than half a year, Fang Zixuan already felt that the restlessness in his heart was getting sharper and sharper. In this regard, Wang Wenguang said: "Actually, this is not necessarily a bad thing, with your current realm, if you can step through this level, then your state of mind will be better than that of ordinary people, which will be beneficial to your future cultivation." Mood is also an important part of a warrior's strength, and sometimes even mood is more important than other things, such as when you encounter a crisis, a calm and calm state of mind will make your strength play steadily, rather than weakening because of panic. The mediocre will only regard the obstacles on the path of cultivation as troubles, while those true geniuses will use these obstacles as their own whetstones, and the more whetstones, the sharper the knife in their hands will be. ”

In this regard, Fang Zixuan also deeply agrees, how can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?

Maybe it was because he felt the change in Fang Zixuan's thoughts, the breeze that appeared before when Fang Zixuan was in a restless mood did not appear again, so that when facing his restless mood, Fang Zixuan had to rely on himself to calm down every time. Although it would obviously be a lot harder, Fang Zixuan still survived.

Seeing Fang Zixuan successfully calm down again and again, Wang Wenguang showed an appreciative look.

Thanks to Fang Zixuan's state of mind cultivation for a period of time, Fang Zixuan's current situation is better than the last time, at least there will be no situation where he will show a hideous demeanor because his mood is almost out of control.

When he felt that the fluctuation of his fist intent seed was already uncontrollable, Fang Zixuan came to Wang Wenguang's retreat in Qingzhu Peak again.

From now on, he will cultivate Vermilion Bird Fist and Fist Intent here, so that Wang Wenguang can deal with some accidents at any time.

Someday.

Fang Zixuan felt that he could no longer control the fluctuation of the fist intent seed.

Since you can't control it, let's start breaking through.

Fang Zixuan suddenly relaxed.

It seemed to feel that Fang Zixuan had loosened his restraints, and the fist intent seed in his eyebrows like a purple scorching sun emitted circles of dazzling purple light, which were even more dazzling than when Fang Zixuan broke through the second layer of fist intent.

These purple rays seem to contain a violent force that destroys everything. However, at this moment, Fang Zixuan's mind once again blew that mysterious breeze, although the fist intent seed was still extremely restless, but Fang Zixuan's mind was extremely clear at this time.

The third layer of destruction artistic conception, I am coming.

Wang Wenguang, who was standing on the side, saw Fang Zixuan's eyebrows vibrating violently like a drum, and knew that Fang Zixuan was about to start breaking through the third layer of Destruction Fist Intent. As a result, Wang Wenguang's body suddenly exuded a soft aura, which surrounded the area within a radius of five zhang around Fang Zixuan.

Bang bang bang.

Wang Wenguang seemed to hear the sound coming from Fang Zixuan's eyebrows, and along with these sounds, the aura emanating from Fang Zixuan's body became more and more powerful and terrifying. If a martial arts realm disciple entered it at this time, I am afraid that he would be frightened by this breath.

The artistic conception of destruction, especially the artistic conception of destruction of the third layer, should not have appeared in a martial artist in the realm of a military general.

Day by day.

The aura on Fang Zixuan's body seemed to have reached the extreme, and Wang Wenguang, who was on the side, woke up his spirit.

At this time, Fang Zixuan's eyebrows had been filled with that purple light, turning into a pure purple space.

Slowly, the violent vibration of Fang Zixuan's eyebrows, like a beating, began to become rhythmic, and finally, it became consistent with the beating rhythm of Fang Zixuan's heart.

As the rhythm of the two became consistent, the aura that Fang Zixuan exuded suddenly seemed to be under some kind of traction, slowly converging towards Fang Zixuan's eyebrows.

The critical moment has arrived, as long as Fang Zixuan's aura is all successfully gathered, then it means that he has successfully cultivated to the third layer of the Destruction Artistic Conception.

At this time, Wang Wenguang subconsciously looked at the sky and found that the sun was shining at this time, and there was no sign of rain or thunder.

Well, just like the last time he broke through the realm of military generals, there was no accident? Wang Wenguang was puzzled in his heart. Although the breakthrough of ordinary people's artistic conception will not cause a change in the sky, but this kid still attracted a thunder snake last time, but this time there is nothing?

Perhaps, people sometimes make cheap mistakes like this, worrying when there is an accident, and worrying equally when there is no accident, and the degree of worry is even stronger.

It's just that this time and last time, is it really no accident?

Long.

When all the breath was inhaled into the center of his eyebrows by Fang Zixuan, the vibration at the center of his eyebrows slowly calmed down, and in the end, it became exactly the same as usual.

When Wang Wenguang saw Fang Zixuan finally open his eyes, he couldn't help but ask, "How are you feeling now?"

Although Wang Wenguang guessed that Fang Zixuan should have successfully cultivated the Artistic Conception of Destruction to the third level, he still wanted to get confirmation from Fang Zixuan's mouth.

For Fang Zixuan, Wang Wenguang can be said to have invested all his efforts.