The blood is surging, and the heart is beating like thunder.

Yang Fan felt it, and his whole body, as if he had been summoned by some kind of summons, there was a powerful force that poured out from all over his body.

He immediately precipitated his mind, and his soul consciousness penetrated into his heart, and he saw that endless gray-black dead qi surged into his heart as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

"Is that a wisp of vitality caused by it? But how can there be so much dead air in my body!"

Seeing the surging death qi surrounding a wisp of blazing white vitality, Yang Fan was puzzled at first, and then shocked, so much death qi would only appear when thousands of living beings died at the same time, but now, it existed in his own body, how could this not surprise him?

But before he could react from his surprise, there was a slight tremor from the sea.

Gods and Demons Pillar!

At this time, the Divine Demon Pillar suddenly moved.

At this moment, the blood-colored gem that Li Changfeng turned into on the Divine Demon Pillar suddenly flashed out of a blood-colored light, flew out, and turned into a dark red book, and then, one after another golden characters flew out of the book, turning into four lines of sentences in the sea of knowledge.

The human heart has seven tricks,

The day after tomorrow will show the saint.

If you can understand life and death,

Nine tricks are innate.

The four lines of gold characters, the same as the Nine Turns Xuangong, are all ancient fonts, and the appearance of the book, except that the color is different from the Nine Turns Xuangong, the rest are very similar.

Obviously, it was the method of "Seven Tricks for Refining the Heart" that Li Changfeng once obtained.

Yang Fan hurriedly used the power of the divine soul to pull it, and integrated the four elements of golden characters into the divine soul, and sure enough, he got the solution, he subconsciously carried the method, and the infinite dead qi suddenly stagnated, and then, began to shrink continuously, contracted, and finally, turned into a jet-black crystal, only the size of a grain of rice.

In the same way, the vitality of the vitality also trembled, and it also began to shrink, turning into a white crystal that was only one-tenth of a grain of rice.

"It seems that there is far less vitality than death, no wonder I fell into the devil last time. ”

For the four lines of golden characters, Yang Fan just seems to understand it at the moment, he just roughly knows the meaning, and what to do next, for example, the first two sentences, that is, if the human heart can have seven tricks, it is the best among people, and it is the most favored creature by heaven and earth, which is the meaning of being a saint.

And in the latter sentence, if he can comprehend life and death, Yang Fan is a little vague, and he doesn't know whether to comprehend the true meaning between life and death, or to refer to the two forces of life and death, but he prefers to comprehend the two forces of life and death.

The last sentence, the nine tricks are innate, but they don't know anything.

"Is it because you have to open two more tricks before you can achieve the innate physical body?"

Yang Fan felt that it shouldn't be so simple, firstly, he didn't know the method to open two more tricks, and secondly, he could feel that his body had vaguely touched the innate threshold after absorbing this vitality, and he only needed to accumulate, or wait for the Yin and Yang Immortal Grass to mature and swallow the fruit, he could break through to the innate flesh, and he didn't need to open two more tricks.

So, what does that mean?

"Yang Fan!

Just in the middle of contemplation, Fang Xuewei's soft call came from her ears.

He opened his eyes and saw Fang Xuewei's worried expression, even the little black snake that had been hovering not far away was looking at him anxiously, constantly spitting out letters.

Yang Fan hurriedly smiled at them: "It's okay, it's just that we've been staying here for a while longer." ”

Looking left and around, to make sure that Yang Fan was really fine, Fang Xuewei put her mind at ease.

"It's good to live a little longer, just so that you can practice. ”

Yang Fan nodded: "Senior sister, the Mixed Yuan Wuji Hand you gave me, I have already learned the first realm, do you want to cultivate it too?"

Hearing Yang Fan's words, Fang Xuewei showed a look of surprise: "You have cultivated to the first realm so quickly?"

Yang Fan smiled slightly, and the eight methods of the first type of luck poured out instantly, and suddenly, the fist was full of light, and it bombarded out.

Although it was hit in the void, there was an indestructible power, as if the surrounding airflow was bursting, and even the Yin and Yang Reversal Lost Trace Array that Yang Fan had laid before seemed to have been affected.

Seeing this result, not only Fang Xuewei was taken aback, but Yang Fan was also taken aback.

Because, this time, the Vajra Break he hit did not have an obvious sense of weakness, and the power seemed to have risen to another level, if the guess was correct, it was already comparable to the strength of the peak of the early stage of the Martial King.

"This punch is stronger than my full force. ”

Seeing this, Fang Xuewei was surprised, but also had some loss in her heart.

Yang Fan can be said to have entered the True Martial Sect as she watched, although he didn't know his identity as a person from the Nether Realm before, but when he first entered the True Martial Sect, his strength was definitely very poor.

The physical strength of more than 10,000 catties is equivalent to the peak of the day after tomorrow, equivalent to the level of the elite disciples of the outer sect, and even the inner disciples are inferior, let alone compared with her, the first disciple of the true lineage.

But in just half a year or so, he surpassed himself, which made Fang Xuewei, who has always been strong, naturally feel some feelings in her heart.

"Senior sister wants to cultivate?"

Looking at Yang Fan's bright smile, Fang Xuewei put away the loss in her heart and shook her head: "The Mixed Yuan Wuji Hand has extremely high requirements for the physical body, and the lowest Heavenly Vajra Break also requires the Martial Emperor's body to cultivate, among the ancestors of our family, those who can cultivate the Mixed Yuan Wuji Hand in the early stage of the Martial King cannot say that there is none, but there are few Liao Liao, and the ancestors even have a saying, the physical body is not congenital, and it is absolutely impossible to cultivate, so my father will ask you to reach the physical body before passing on your boxing technique." ”

"Although I am now in the early stage of the Martial King, my physical strength is far inferior to yours, at most I only have the strength of 10,000 catties, and I have to break through to at least 20,000 catties of strength to reach it until I am born in the physical body, and by that time, I am afraid that I have already stepped into the Martial Emperor. ”

Speaking of this, a smile suddenly appeared on Fang Xuewei's face: "But don't be complacent, the ancestors of our family have been countless heroes, in order to solve this problem, they created the reincarnation fist, now, I can cultivate the mental part of the reincarnation fist, and when the mental part is completed, I can step into the Martial Emperor in one step, cultivate the moves, and after that, I can also cultivate the mixed yuan Wuji hand, when the time comes, I am afraid that the progress will be faster than yours." ”

Yang Fan smiled: "That's natural, senior sister, you are the first disciple of my True Martial Sect." ”

Hearing Yang Fan's words, Fang Xuewei was a little impatient for some reason, nodded, and sat cross-legged.

"Then I'm going to work hard to cultivate now, and you can't disturb me. ”

Yang Fan responded, and also began to cultivate the Mixed Yuan Wuji Hand.

In fact, he more or less understood Fang Xuewei's thoughts, his progress was too fast, her surname was strong, and he naturally didn't want to be easily chased by himself, so he behaved like this.

However, Yang Fan didn't think this was a bad thing, in the current cultivation realm, if Wu Xiu wanted to survive, it would be a hundred times more difficult than before.

This is exemplified by the fall of the True Martial Sect.

Similarly, in Ye Feiyang's memory, Yang Fan also realized more clearly that the two realms of immortals and demons, and their determination to eradicate martial arts, because of this plan, has been implemented for thousands of years.

Let's just say that the True Martial Sect has been the target of the Heavenly Sword Sect since a thousand years ago.

This is the birth of the Spirit Sword Sect, in addition, in all the major domains of the cultivation realm, countless cities and counties, this scene is probably being staged, because three hundred years ago, the two immortals and demons began to close the net.

"I'm afraid that in a few years, everyone will no longer be the children of the Demon Sect, but Wu Xiu. ”

Under such pressure, Yang Fan naturally hoped that Fang Xuewei could be stronger, only then would she have the power to protect herself.

The same is true of himself.

"No matter how bad the future holds, I will never give in. ”

Clenched his fists, Yang Fan punched out again.

Although this punch does not have the power to shatter the earth, it has the confidence to sweep away all obstacles.

At the same time, the Spirit Sword Sect hundreds of miles away.

Several sword rays pierced the sky, unscrupulous, as if the sword immortals above the sky were coming, all of them were high, ignoring all the creatures on the northern land, and regarded them as ants.

This is their pride and confidence.

Because of them, they came from the Zhongzhou Heavenly Sword Sect.

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