Chapter Fifty-Six: The Great Shift

The world has shifted!

Yes, when he thought of Manichaeism, Fang Qingshan thought of Mingjiao, and when he thought of Mingjiao, the great shift of Qiankun naturally appeared in Fang Qingshan's mind.

Mingjiao originated in Persia, and the Great Shift of the Universe was no exception.

This divine skill is somewhat similar to the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, both of which are very difficult to cultivate, take time to consume, and no one has ever practiced to the highest level.

This skill is divided into seven levels of realm, those with high comprehension practice, the first level takes seven years, the second layer doubles, so it becomes more and more difficult, the author of the secret book himself only practiced to the sixth layer, and those who have learned to the seventh layer have not been there in the past and present.

However, unlike the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, this divine skill is a method of practicing qi, so as long as the internal force is great, the cultivation is twice the result with half the effort.

This is perfectly advanced in Zhang Wuji, although there is no shortage of reasons because he is the protagonist.

When Zhang Wuji Jiuyang became a great success, his cultivation was really a thousand miles in a day, and in just a few days, he cultivated this magic skill to the point of the past and the present.

Aside from the main foot factor, if Fang Qingshan cultivated this martial art, even if it took a little more time, I am afraid it would be a matter of course.

After all, because of his unprecipitated transmission, the internal force on his body is too strong, even if it takes some power to cultivate the Dragon Elephant Prajna, it is definitely not worse than Zhang Wuji's Jiuyang internal force.

Although the Great Shift of Qiankun is a stunt of the Mingjiao Town School, it is not necessarily better than the Shaolin Yijin Sutra, Jiuyang Divine Skill, and even the four stunts of the Xiaoyao School.

And the reason why Fang Qingshan valued this martial art was entirely because of one of the characteristics that other divine skills did not have.

After practicing the Great Shift, you can stimulate the maximum potential, integrate the principles of martial arts, copy the opponent's martial arts, create the opponent's flaws, accumulate strength, stick to the palm power, pull and move the enemy's strength, transform the yin and yang qi, use the strength to fight and so on.

And what Fang Qingshan valued most was to stimulate the greatest potential, as long as he cultivated the Great Shift of Qiankun to the highest level, there was no doubt that the time for him to cultivate the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong would be greatly shortened.

If you don't take it, you will be blamed for it.

In this case, how could Fang Qingshan let it go?

"Are you Manichaeans, but you came from Persia?" Fang Qingshan ignored the words of the grandfather and asked the Poison King with interest.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the three people behind the playboy changed, and their arms tightened, but they saw the playboy shake his head, made a gesture, and waited for the change.

Fang Qingshan had put too much pressure on him, it seemed that as long as he made a move, he would encounter a catastrophe, so when Fang Qingshan hadn't really fallen to the side of the Poison King, he had to suppress the desire in his heart to make a move, so as not to anger Fang Qingshan.

Duan Yu and the three of them glanced at each other, they all saw a trace of surprise in each other's eyes, and the time they spent with Fang Qingshan was not short, they all knew that Fang Qingshan was not a person with sympathy and curiosity, it was none of his business, so what kind of chivalrous and righteous acts, unless it touched his bottom line, or it was really a gesture, he would definitely not do anything thankless.

And there is only one thing that can really make him make a move, and that is what he wants to get from it, and for a while, the three of them were also a little curious, they didn't know what it was, but it would actually make Fang Qingshan want to get it.

"Yes, our Manichaeism came from Persia. The Poison King said in a deep voice with a sad face.

I think back then, don't say that when Manichaeism swept Jiangnan, even when he was in his heyday, it was all that could make children stop crying, but now the dragon has a future, the tiger falls to Pingyang, and life and death are in the hands of others.

Of course, if it's just him, it's better to be broken than broken, but it's a pity that the Holy Son is still in his hands, and he will die when he dies, and he will be a good man twenty years later, but the Holy Son is the only child of the sect leader, and it is also the hope of Manichaeism, but he can't give up.

"Then your Manichaean sect's method of suppressing the sect is a great shift?" Fang Qingshan nodded and asked again.

"How do you know?" Although the Manichaeism is powerful, it is an anti-king force at the moment, and it is a major event to overthrow the imperial court, but the statement on the rivers and lakes is not so loud, so few people know about the great movement of Qiankun, so when Fang Qingshan mentioned it, the vigilance that the poison king had just let go of instantly rose again.

After all, this is an era of self-cherishing brooms, not to mention the stunt of the Great Shift, it is the craftsmanship of ordinary people, and sometimes they would rather take it to the coffin than pass it on.

For a person who beats others and inherits stunts, he naturally has no good face.

"It seems to be true. Fang Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief, "How about handing over the Qiankun Great Movement to me, and I will save your lives?"

"No way. The Poison King subconsciously vetoed.

This made the four of them breathe a sigh of relief, and the dude knew that he couldn't let them continue, otherwise, he would be passive, so he hurriedly said to the other party, "This son, it's better to take them down like this, how about we take them down, and then help you torture the Qiankun Great Move?"

"What do you think?" Fang Qingshan didn't answer the words of the playman, but instead asked the Poison King with a smile.

"Hmph, it's wishful thinking to force a big shift from my mouth. The Poison King snorted coldly, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

"You have to know that you are not the only one at this moment, if it falls into their hands, you can endure all kinds of torture, what about the children in your hands?" Fang Qingshan said unhurriedly, "Besides, I see that the child in your hand seems to have been hit by some Zhiyang palm technique, even if you are lucky enough to escape, if you can't be treated in time, I'm afraid it will be short-lived, and there are not many people in the rivers and lakes who can have this ability, and those who are willing to offend the Imperial City Division are even rarer." ”

Seeing that the Poison King was silent, the Father-in-law was in a hurry, and he didn't care about the possibility of angering Fang Qingshan, so he immediately waved his hand, but when he saw a silver needle sneering towards the Poison King and the Holy Son like smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, he said, "Don't worry, Childe, capture them, our family will definitely ask you what you want." ”

"Okay, I promise. The Poison King, who was still hesitating, saw this scene and immediately made a decision and agreed to Fang Qingshan's request.

People are under the eaves, they have to bow their heads, whether it is the crisis in front of them, or the treatment of the little master in the back, without Fang Qingshan's help, I'm afraid it really won't work, the exercises are dead, people are alive, as long as the young master can survive, everything is possible.

"Okay!" Fang Qingshan heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, his palm slapped slightly on the ground, the whole person was like a ghost, his feet did not move, his body did not move, and he appeared in front of the two poison kings in an instant, with a slight wave of his hands, a Tai Chi fist appeared out of thin air, turning into a whirlpool, and devouring all the silver needles that attacked.