Longevity begins with refining blood essence

Chapter 9: Entering the Xiantian, Spiritual Essence Transformed into Gang
Fang Chen took advantage of the victory and added another twenty drops of essence and blood.

[Another twenty years later, the Three God-Slaying Swords were completed! ]

boom--!
A murderous energy rushed into Fang Chen's body crazily, causing Fang Chen's strength to rise steadily.

boom--!
The vast power poured into his body madly, nourishing the body like spring rain, and washing the meridians like the Yangtze River. Finally, a sea of ​​spiritual energy was opened up in his dantian, storing a large amount of spiritual energy. As the body was full of power, the spiritual energy seeped through the pores to the surface, and actually formed a thin barrier on Fang Chen's body surface.

"I have broken through the innate realm!"

Fang Chen was surprised at first, then overjoyed.

Break through the innate level and reach a higher level in cultivation. No, to be precise, it is a hundredth level!
Now, not only can I transform my spiritual energy into energy to form a protective shield on the surface of my body, giving myself stronger defensive capabilities, but I can also cover my weapons with the energy to make them sharper and harder, making them better than other people's weapons.

What's more, he can condense the energy on his fingers and use it as a weapon. It is simply a godly method.

"Wu Qishan of Huichun Hall has been pursuing this realm for decades but has yet to reach it. I broke through it in just one month. I'm afraid there aren't many people in the world who can do this fast, right?"

After Fang Chen sighed, he felt it carefully again and found that the sense of crisis he had felt before was gone at this moment.

This really proves the saying that all fear comes from insufficient firepower.

When your strength reaches a certain level, any threat is just a tickle.

It was getting dark and Fang Chen's stomach began to growl again.

"As my cultivation level improves, my desire for food becomes more and more serious. My digestive ability is too strong. Normally, people who have reached my level should use soup and medicine to assist their cultivation, and take dietary supplements so that they will not feel hungry easily.
Although I don’t need to use medicine to practice, I do need to use medicine to relieve hunger.”

It seems that I will have to trouble Wu Qishan for a while from now on.

But Fang Chen would not feel embarrassed. It was understandable for any practitioner to seek help from external forces in the initial stage when they were weak.

When he becomes stronger, any reward he gives to Wu Qishan will far exceed the investment he has made in him.

"Get out of the way."

As soon as he arrived at West Market, Fang Chen saw a team of government soldiers rushing towards the city gate quickly, looking quite nervous.

The vendors and people around couldn't help but ask curiously:
"What happened? Why are they so nervous?"

"Hey, I heard that someone just stole the bodies of Lu Qinggang and other bandit leaders hanging on the city wall."

"Hiss! Impossible? There are guards guarding the city."

"I heard that another one of the Eight Vajra has arrived!"

"When will these damn bandits be wiped out?"

"Hush, be careful what you say! If this gets out and the bandits find out, be careful they'll come and cut off your tongue at night."

Everyone was horrified when they heard this and dared not continue talking about it.

Fang Chen bought some wine and meat and thought about it for a moment.

"It seems that today's sense of crisis should be related to this Eight Vajra. I killed his brother with my own hands, and I am afraid that I will be retaliated."

But Fang Chen was not afraid. He had been traveling across time for so long, and except for killing a few thieves and bandits on the first day, he had never had a real battle.

As the saying goes, a strong man is not made through training, but through killing. Without going through blood and rain, if you only practice blindly, you will not be able to fully experience and comprehend the martial arts.

Wu is a killing skill! You have to grow through killing. It's also a good opportunity for me to see the strength of the innate realm.

Just after walking out of the West Market and coming to a shadowy corner, Fang Chen suddenly stopped.

"Coming so soon?"

The next second, two burly figures walked out from the darkness, and two figures appeared behind them, blocking Fang Chen's retreat.

Behind them was a young woman with a pair of eyes as cold as a knife.

I think she is one of the Eight Vajras of Hutou Mountain.

"You can even buy wine and meat to eat and drink. It seems like you made a lot of money today."

Fang Chen smiled faintly and said:
"You cut off the dog's head well. The master is happy and gave more silver as reward."

This sentence is undoubtedly a slap in the other person's cheek, it's really a slap in the face!
Before he finished speaking, the other party's murderous intent became stronger, and the temperature of the air around them seemed to drop.

The woman gritted her teeth and said word by word:

"You're looking for death!"

The other people looked at each other and began to surround Fang Chen. They did not rush forward impatiently, but took one step at a time, because in their eyes, Fang Chen was already a turtle in a jar at this moment, with absolutely no chance of escape.

They wanted to use this overwhelming sense of oppression to make Fang Chen feel enough fear before he died, just like a cat playing with a mouse.

"Don't kill him all at once. Break his limbs and all the bones in his body one by one, and then peel off his skin piece by piece. I want to torture him to death!"

Fang Chen was not panicked. These bandits were much stronger than ordinary bandits. It was quite stressful for others, but not him.

He put the wine jar in his right hand into his left hand and held it together with the oil paper bag wrapped in meat, leaving his right hand free.

When the bandit saw what he was doing, a look of sarcasm flashed across his face.

"You are about to die, but you are still thinking about your little food. You are such a loser."

"But it doesn't matter. When he dies, the wine and meat will be left for us to enjoy, hehehe."

However, just when the bandits were relaxing and not taking it seriously, Fang Chen suddenly moved.

His movements were not fast, he just tapped his feet lightly, and before he took a step, everyone was about to mock him, but at the moment when Fang Chen's toes touched the ground, a small hole suddenly exploded on the ground, and Fang Chen turned into an afterimage under the reaction force, and shot rapidly towards the two people in front.

"not good!"

At the moment when everyone's pupils shrank and the hair on their bodies stood up, Fang Chen had already arrived in front of the two people. With a casual wave of his hand, the knife as sharp as steel made two heads fly up on the spot, and blood gushed out like a column.

Puff-!
Two headless bodies fell down, and the remaining three people were terrified.

"So strong!"

As the two people behind him started to speak, Fang Chen stomped his feet, quickly stepped back, turned around and punched with his right hand, using the Tiger Splitting Mountain Fist from the Five Spirits Divine Art. With one punch, he pierced through their chest and exploded their heart.

Without waiting for the last person to react, he swept his arm and used the Sky Eagle Throat-Sealing Claw. He clenched his fingers into claws and swept them directly across the opponent's neck. With one claw, he broke the opponent's neck, locked the head and pulled it upwards. With a huge force of thousands of pounds, he pulled out a spine!

(End of this chapter)