Chapter 239: The Coming Storm (Part 1)

Fang Randao returned to East Asia from Xia 30 years ago and lived on the island for many years to retreat.

He had long since stopped paying attention to the big and small things of the Thousand Gates, and for him, only cultivation in this world could make him interested.

As for Qianmen's previous efforts to develop forces in the Xia Kingdom, he knew about it.

But that's just knowing.

Earlier, he knew that his son Fang Shi had died with Xia Guo, but Fang Randao did not take any action.

The forces in East Asia are all suspicious, and there is a big problem with Fang Randao's cultivation, and a generation of Tianxiong is probably about to fall.

Even the Fang family always had a trace of worry in their hearts before.

After all, Fang Randao is already more than one hundred and forty years old, and in the eyes of normal people, even if he can live to this age, he is just surviving.

But he never thought that Fang Ran Dao would devote all his mind to martial arts, and he had been in retreat here for decades, and his cultivation was actually a god.

It is rumored that the Holy Realm is currently known, and the Martial Dao is the highest realm.

The holy realm is holy, not just talking.

In addition to the physical body and true qi reaching its peak, even the spiritual power has to be tempered.

"Congratulations to Master Venerable for stepping into the half-step Holy Realm, from now on, Master Venerable should stand at the top of the world!" said Teng Shen bowed.

Fang Randao smiled lightly when he heard this, noncommittal. But the look on his face was with a touch of pride.

Now that he has stepped into the half-step holy realm, looking at the whole world, there are only a few people who can be enemies.

As long as those legendary figures who can't escape from the world don't come out, he is confident that no one will be able to stop him at this time.

However, when Fang Lun saw his father break through, although his face was ecstatic, there was always a trace of worry in his heart.

"Lun'er, what are you worried about? Fang Ran said lightly.

"Father, that young master killed the new Yuan Master of the Gong family a few months ago, and the information that came at that time showed that although that Gong Dao Qi was almost powerless to fight back, the young man also fought fiercely with him for a long time. ”

"Now that only two months have passed, that young man has been able to kill a real person with one blow, and even Kong Yunyang, who is a real person, is not his opponent. ”

Fang Lun said in a deep voice.

He is also an internal qi martial artist, and his father is the top Yuan Master in the world, so he naturally knows how difficult it is to break through to the Artistic Conception Yuan Master.

Even his father only touched this realm when he was thirty-seven years old.

And the young man actually bought the artistic conception at the age of eighteen or nineteen, which is terrifying.

Fang Randao's face was as usual, and he didn't speak, but Teng Shan shook his head and said slowly: "That young man is indeed a genius in the sky, but in front of Master Fang, he can't make any waves. ”

"Although Kong Yunyang is a real person, both his mana and physical body have been sublimated, but he is two realms different from Fang Shi, and in front of Fang Shi, he is just a character who can be killed with a raise of his hand. ”

"Master's artistic conception is at the pinnacle of the Great Perfection, half a foot into the holy realm, and the true qi, body and spirit have reached the limit of the human body. ”

"With just one opportunity, the master can step into the legendary supreme realm of martial arts!"

Although Fang Lun is only a master of internal qi, he also has a very deep understanding of martial arts.

He paused and said, "I naturally know this, but the news from the Xia Kingdom spectators said that Kong Yunyang seemed to have used some kind of transcendent magic weapon in the end, and he had the power of the half-step Saint Realm for a moment, but he was still defeated." ”

"Oh?" Fang Randao was slightly moved, as if he was interested.

"Click!"

I saw that the light in his eyes skyrocketed, and he shot out a gaze that was condensed like substance, and shattered the ice waves on the sea.

Although Fang Randao moved slightly, there was no trace of worry in his eyes, but he was full of expectation.

Although Kong Yunyang used some means, he obtained a moment of half-step Saint Realm power.

But an external force is an external force after all, so how can it be compared to the pure holy realm that he has obtained by cultivating alone?

"This kind of opponent is worthy of my personal action!"

Fang Randao's eyes were deep, looking into the distance, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a smile with warlike intent.

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At this time, Chen Yuan, who was in the secret room of the Kong family, didn't know these things at all.

He looked at the somewhat empty secret room at this time, and was a little helpless.

Originally, I thought that the Kong family, which was several times stronger than the Gong family, should have many treasures in the secret room.

But who would have thought that there would be only a few half-spirit grasses left in this secret room, and there would be nothing left.

It seems that Kong Yunyang and Kong He's retreat has almost used up all the treasured medicines. '

Chen Yuan felt the hundreds of wooden boxes in the secret room, and at this time, they still exuded a faint medicinal fragrance and aura.

"But it's okay, there are finally a few versions of the elixir, which can be combined with the Spirit Grass to refine the Soul Condensing Pill. ”

He whispered to himself, took out the wooden box from his bosom, and took out a pale white herb the size of a fist.

Chen Yuan sat on the ground at this time, and his hands gave birth to a pale white true fire, surrounding the spirit grass and the half-spirit elixir, and began to refine.

It doesn't take much time to refine the Soul Condensing Pill, but it takes a lot of time to get used to it when taking the Soul Condensing Pill.

About a few hours later, Chen Yuanpan sat in the secret room and swallowed the Soul Condensing Pill in his hand in one gulp.

As soon as this elixir entered his mouth, it immediately dissipated and became invisible.

Chen Yuan did not have the slightest abnormality in his body and body, and there was no difference from usual.

Because the potency of the Soul Condensing Pill is to act with the soul and spiritual power.

After a while, Chen Yuan suddenly felt a blur in front of him, his brain was groggy and hazy, his temples kept beating, and even the muscles in his body seemed to be trembling.

This is a manifestation that the power of the divine consciousness contained in the Soul Condensing Pill is too strong, and the physical body is somewhat unbearable.

You must know that at this time, Chen Yuan was already in the middle stage of foundation building, and his physical body had the power of ten thousand catties, like a dragon elephant, but he couldn't resist the majestic power of divine consciousness pouring into his body.

But he didn't panic in the slightest, his hands quickly condensed the magic circle, and golden runes appeared in the void, and then quickly restrained towards his body.

What Chen Yuan used was the 'Soul Fixing Technique' used by many major sects in the Apocalypse Continent.

This soul-fixing technique is generally only available to monks at the peak of foundation building, because the use of this method requires a huge amount of spiritual power.

But the spiritual power in his body now is huge, and when he broke through the middle stage of foundation building, his divine sense far surpassed that of the monks of the same period.

With the continuous operation of the Soul Consolidation Technique, countless invisible spiritual forces churned throughout the secret room.

If Lu Kun was here, he would definitely be shocked.

It's just that there are nearly a hundred spiritual forces in this secret room, and any one of them is much stronger than him.

At this time, the air around Chen Yuan was faintly distorted under the continuous compression of that spiritual power.

"Condensation!"

I only heard a soft shout in the spiritual void, and hundreds of spiritual power suddenly poured into Chen Yuan's body.

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Continue to code words and strive for five more.

(End of chapter)