I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?

Chapter 239 Will Possession Method (4000 words)
Arriving at the new room, Fang Qingran gave Ah Da Ah Er the guard's order, then went into the bathroom at the fastest speed in his life, and washed his body.

If you don't wash it well, I'm afraid even he will be marinated.

Leaning in the steaming wooden barrel, a transparent panel is reflected on the retina.

【Fang Qingran】

[Level of Will: Second-Level Dongzhen]

【Will Strength: 12-17 (17.98)】

[will talent]

[Various martial arts blue: When you pick up any soul weapon (will equipment), your proficiency in using that weapon will automatically increase by one level. 】

【The Immortal Soul Gold: Even if the true soul dies, as long as the throne stands still, you will return one day. 】

[Shenwei is like a prison? : The nobility originating from the depths of the blood, the symbol of the blood of the gods. (The current willpower is too low to activate actively)]

[Will Equipment]: [Multipator's Gourd (?)] [Seventh Grade County Magistrate Robe (Exquisite)] [Poleman's Straw Shoes (Good)] [Lion Heart Bracer (Good)] [Faceless Man's Cloak (Exquisite)] Common)]【Sergeant's Leather Armor (Common)】【Worn Leather Leggings (Garbage)】【Broken Animal Tooth Necklace (Garbage)】【Broken Ironwood Shield (Garbage)】

"Yinshan Island's trip is over, and my will equipment can be regarded as a shotgun replacement."

Looking at the updated panel in front of his field of vision, Fang Qingran nodded in satisfaction.

With his current strength of will, which is infinitely approaching 18, and fully armed, even if he can't say invincible and invincible in the cave, he is only one or half a step away from that level.

There is no doubt that his current strength is already in the first echelon of Dongzhen Realm.

Even if he encounters the Dongzhen Realm that is stronger than him, even if he can't beat him, the opponent can't even think about keeping him.

The line-by-line descriptions of each will equipment came into view, and when he saw the last one, Fang Qingran sighed helplessly in his heart.

After taking Yin Shanbo's blow for him, the already seriously damaged iron and wood shield was injured, and it fell from the original ordinary quality to rubbish.

He felt sad at this point, but he could barely accept it, but after the quality dropped, the special effect of [Shield Bash] also disappeared.

With a damaged shield that can no longer withstand the attack, how can it still launch a shield attack?
He understands this kind of truth, but the heartache cannot be eliminated by just understanding it.

【Shield Bash】As his only control skill, it can be said that it helped him a lot when he first entered the ancient land of the spirit void.

What he is best at is to use the two control effects of stiffness and knockback, and use the scattered spirit palm to output violence.

The boatman, the county magistrate, and the final boss, Yin Shanbo, all have a deep understanding of the taste of this set of combos.

"Dun'er, why did you leave like this?"

Brother Fang, it hurts here.

Only another piece of equipment with control can relieve this heart-wrenching pain.

After cleaning, Fang Qingran stood up from the barrel.

Pain is pain, but people always look forward.

He needs to make some plans in advance for his next exploration in the ancient spirit void.

The current plan is to collect some information and intelligence about the area around him in Yinshan City, at least to have a preliminary understanding of this world.

As for the real exploration, there is no rush.

If he remembers correctly, there are only about two days left before the opening of the Ten Tribulations of Ancient Secret Realm, so he might as well stop wandering around.

In the past two days, I just casually spawned monsters, bought spirits to change equipment, and tried to maintain myself in peak condition.

The ancient Ten Tribulations Secret Realm is related to the next stage of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Golden Body, and it must not be sloppy.

"After careful calculation, my physical body should be regarded as the shortest shortcoming among my three cultivation paths."

Fang Qingran was quite helpless in his heart. The Golden Body of Ten Thousand Tribulations in the first robbery was only equivalent to the first rank in theory. No matter how high the quality was, it would not be enough for the opponents of the same level he was facing now.

He can be broken at will, and he is now a typical assassin with high attack and low defense.

Three flowers gather at the top, and he pays attention to the three directions of practice to go hand in hand. He must raise the progress of this shortcoming as soon as possible!

Give Ah Da and Ah Er some spiritual essences, and arrange for them to buy and collect information and intelligence in the ancient realm of Lingxu for them.

When his consciousness returned to reality, he lowered his head and found that the phone with a black screen was on.

He picked it up and saw that it was Yan Wen who sent him a reply to the question.

He wrote a long paragraph with all kinds of quotations from scriptures, and he flipped through it several times, but he didn't finish it.

After reading each word carefully, Fang Qingran's face showed a bit of excitement.

Sure enough, as he guessed, Martial Dao Will can not only be used as a clone.

According to Yan Wen, he used martial arts will like that at the beginning, purely because of his own shortcomings, so he could only adopt a style of play similar to that of a clone.

Of course, this does not mean that this method is weak. The biggest difference between martial arts will and avatars is that there is a certain upper limit for avatars, and it is impossible to truly act out of the main body, while martial arts will can do it.

Theoretically speaking, as long as the martial arts will is strong enough, it is easy to kill thousands of miles with one thought.

According to the ancient records left by his predecessors, there was once a strong man who specialized in martial arts. He lived in a spiritual object, transcending the shackles of the physical body, and survived for nearly five hundred years.

It's a living history book.

It's a pity that the final outcome is that the descendants of his old enemy found his hiding place and smashed the spirit that resided in his martial arts will.

Losing sustenance, the last wave of impotent and furious eruption, in the end, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

This is the first usage of martial arts will.

The second type is more demanding than the first type.

It can't give up the physical body like the first usage, and specialize in martial arts will. It must have the carrying capacity of the physical body in order to maximize its power.

Compared with the first way of using the sword, the second way is obviously safer and more orthodox. Yan Wen thought it was natural to go this way, but his physical fitness was not up to standard.

In layman's terms, it means that his fragile body cannot bear the will of martial arts.

If you can't bear it, you don't have to think about it later.

"Will Possession, let me try..."

Fang Qingran started the first attempt according to the text Yan Wen sent him.

Wearing a vermilion official robe, Martial Dao Will stepped out of nothingness, and slowly touched and overlapped with him, like water droplets flowing into the sea.

When the two completely overlapped, he suddenly swung his palm.

Bang!
A cloud of blue mist exploded out of thin air in front of the field of vision.

"I can use the Spirit Palm in real life!"

Fang Qingran's eyes lit up with joy.

"What about the speed of the flowing water?"

His figure was blurred for a while, and the door opened automatically without wind. Like a ghost, he quietly appeared in the aisle on the second floor.

After some experiments, he was pleasantly surprised to find that all kinds of special effects that could only work on martial arts will, but in the possessed state, they can all work on the reality itself.

But it wasn't these things that shocked him the most.

He suddenly realized that a punch and a kick in the possessed state caused double damage at the same time.

One is the external injury caused by his own strength, and the other is the penetrating 'internal injury' directly acting on the true soul of others through martial arts will.

Since it was an attack against the true soul, he decided to name this kind of injury 'True Injury'.

Today, when the practice of the path of will is almost cut off, I am afraid that not many people think of protecting their true soul. If he attacks in a possessed state, the enemy will suffer heavy losses without any defense.

"Wouldn't it be the same as mastering an extremely powerful assassination method when I practice in the future to the point where my true soul is damaged and my appearance is unharmed?"

The more Fang Qingran thought about it, the more excited she became.

The will-possession method undoubtedly brought him an extremely huge strength bonus.

In this way, he has three combat forms in different stages.

Regular Form - Possess Normal Form - Possess Red Sun Summoned Form.

Set off to the old locust tree in the courtyard downstairs of Huangzishe, palms, fists, fingerings, and kicks are swayed like clouds and flowing water. Although what you have mastered can only be regarded as the basics of each discipline, whoever is in the possession state? If you dare to underestimate it, you will definitely suffer a big loss last time.

After a long time, he stopped his move and stood up, glanced at the panel from the corner of his eye, and the lower limit of willpower dropped a little.

"Sure enough, it is impossible to maintain the state of being possessed by martial arts will without any consumption."

Fang Qingran had expected it a long time ago, and was not too surprised by it.

From this point of view, there is one more reason for him to work hard to increase the upper limit of willpower, which is related to his own endurance, so it is impossible not to pay attention to it!
Pacing back and forth under the old locust tree, his doubts about the application of martial arts will in actual combat were answered, and he was very satisfied in his heart, but after the warm-up just now, another new question popped into his mind.

He can be sure that it is definitely not his illusion. He felt that the maximum output of martial arts will in the possessed state not long ago was far below the level of 17.98!
Whether it can reach 10 is still unknown.

In the ancient realm of Lingxu, he had many experiences fighting against Lingxu, and with his current strength of will as high as 17.98, it is absolutely impossible for his output to be so low.

He can be sure that he has used all his strength.

"Could it be that if you use martial arts will in reality, your efforts will be suppressed to a certain extent?

With the same strength of will, in reality, it is impossible to exert the full power in the ancient realm of the spirit void?

This shouldn't be, I remember that Yan can move as much as he has, but the way of fighting with martial arts will is different, and there is no distinction between black and white, so why discriminate? "

Doubts flashed across my mind.

Suddenly, his eyes moved slightly, as if he had thought of something.

He remembered that Yan Wen said that this method of using martial arts will is closely related to the physical body.

The opponent is unable to bear the will of martial arts because of his poor physical fitness, so is it possible that he also has limited physical carrying capacity and cannot bear the limit output of 17.98 will strength for the time being?
Thinking about it deeply, his conjecture is really not random nonsense, after all, his Golden Body of Myriad Tribulations has only survived the first calamity.

To be honest, the strength of his current physical body is all supported by his added physique. If these are all subtracted, then compared with the physical body of the same level, he is really as fragile as paper.

"If my conjecture is correct, then going around and around, the problem is tantamount to returning to strengthening the physical body and making up for shortcomings."

Fang Qingran's face was serious.

No matter what, the secret realm of the Ten Tribulations of Ancient Times must be taken seriously.

Only with the help of this secret realm and pushing the Golden Body of Myriad Tribulations to a higher level, can the problems he faces be easily solved.

Decided not to go anywhere for the remaining two days, just stay in the dormitory to recharge your batteries and use your best form to fight in the secret realm!
Picking up the little she-wolf who ran out to look for him, Fang Qingran released her possession, turned around and returned to the dormitory.

Lulu knocked on the door and floated into his room. He simply took a break and chatted with her about what he had seen and heard in the ancient spirit realm in the past few days.

It's a pity that after fighting so many spirits, none of them burst out with a staff, otherwise he could just take it out and give it to the other party to make do with.

"I heard Tang Ruoshui chatting and saying that Tianshu Academy is organizing some activities for freshmen recently. I remember that you seem to be a freshman too. Why do you stay in the dormitory all day long? Don't you need to go?"

Lulu sat straddling the wooden chair in front of his desk, with her chin pressed against the backrest, doubts flickering in her eyes.

"Is there such a thing?"

Fang Qingran was stunned.

He has never heard of it!
Tang Ruoshui and the others never mentioned it to themselves, did they think he must know?
The familiar warm feeling suddenly disappeared from the top of the head, and the little she-wolf lying on the boy's legs raised her head and rubbed it dissatisfied.

"Yeah, I heard that the outstanding performers will be taken by Tianshu!
The top few seem to be able to share a thousand points? "

"one thousand?!"

Fang Qingran raised his voice, he remembered that he had about [-] points left in his hand before participating in the battle with the wolf clan.

I regret to miss it, beat my chest and stomped my feet, and was extremely annoyed.

Wait, speaking of Tianshu Points, he recalled that when he went back to the academy to meet Pang Gujin Pang Zhangyuan, the other party had said that within the next few days, he would be rewarded with Tianshu Points for winning the competition.

Recently, he has been in the Ancient Realm of Liver Spirit Void, and completely forgot about it.

He hastily retrieved his personal information from the bracelet, and checked Xiang Tianshu's column.

50613.

His face froze, and he rubbed his eyes vigorously.

Well, between 506 and 13, there is no decimal point!

You can also expand to view the details below.

Several thousand of them are owned by every participant in the competition.

The rest is the proceeds from his successive defeats of the second-round opponent and the mountain giant.

At this moment, he really wanted to open a post on the campus forum, telling about the tortuous journey of suddenly discovering that he was a little rich man.

"Thank you for the invitation, I'm in Tianshu Academy, just descended to the ancient realm of Lingxu..."

Fifty thousand, ah, fifty thousand, converted into cash, that is 500 million. If you don’t buy a house, marry a wife, or have children, you can’t spend it all in your life!

He happily raised his fingers.

"210 celestial pivot points, can enter the intermediate area of ​​the Spirit Sword Pool five times, after these five times, I will definitely complete the tempering of the [-] six sword bones, and penetrate the human body's heaven and earth bridge."

Yep, that's what got him really excited.

Tempering the sword bone can also increase the spiritual fire by the way. I don't know how far his extraordinary level can be raised after five times?
"Forget it, this freshman activity, if you don't participate, you don't participate."

Fang Qingran smiled until the day when the secret realm was officially opened, even when she went to bed at night.

(End of this chapter)