Supreme Tianyin

Chapter 63 Two months

The speeding eagle is not strong, but its flying speed is extremely fast. There are high-level warriors who capture this monster and use it to deliver letters.

The Xuanyuan Gate is located in a valley, the gate master Zhou Yan has a majestic face and is practicing. At this moment, a swift eagle flies past his head, and a letter lands not far in front of him.

Zhou Yan opened his eyes, and an arrow shot out from his eyes, leaving a bottomless hole in the ground far away.

"How could this old boy Mu Chunlei contact me?" Zhou Yan said, and with a move of his right hand, the letter that fell on the ground flew into his hand.

Unfolding the letter, there were only a few simple sentences on the letter, and Zhou Yan read it at a glance.

Closing his eyes, the eyeballs rolled under the eyelids. After a while, Zhou Yan sneered: "It's a good idea to use a knife to kill someone."

"There is still Lin Xiao in Tiannan Secret Realm. Hou Jinyan alone can't kill Fang Litian. You Guangyaomen want to sit back and enjoy the success, but you can't sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight. How can you not pull you into the water together?" Talking to himself for a while, Zhou Yan wrote a letter, and a galloping eagle flew towards Guangyaomen.

"Call Hou Jinyan here." Zhou Yan said softly, and a figure flashed away.

Inside the Guangyao Gate, Mu Chunlei looked at Zhou Yan's reply, took a deep breath, and ordered, "Let Hu Bolin come to see me."

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Fang Litian sat cross-legged on the boulder in the back mountain, a strong bloody smell emanated from his body, his aura rose steadily, and layers of red-golden light flickered under his skin.

Fang Litian's eyes widened suddenly, scarlet rays of light floated in his eyes, his face was covered with a layer of blood, he let out a low shout, and punched out, the violent elemental power mixed with the power of Qi and blood made the air vibrate.

A hundred catties of stones one foot away were directly blasted into a sky full of rubble by this punch.

"The overall strength has increased by [-]%. It took ten days to practice the first level of the Burning Blood Technique. Thanks to the red gold body, otherwise, how dare I practice the Burning Blood Technique so recklessly."

After dispersing the burning blood, Fang Litian spit out a mouthful of bloody gas.

"The second level of the Burning Blood Method does not need to be deliberately done. The bottleneck in the middle stage of Juyuan is a little shaken, and it must be able to reach the middle stage of Juyuan in a short time. Breathing skills can only be practiced to the second level, and the palm of death is a little No idea."

Fang Litian set aside an hour every day to practice Miesheng Palm, but the mystery of death is too profound, and he doesn't even have a clue. Instead, he is affected by the death energy every time, and it takes a long time to recover.

Invoking the formulas of breathing skills, Fang Litian sank his mind. In his dantian was a drop of milky-white Yuanli the size of a soybean. The color of the soul is generally white, the metallic elemental force is light gold, and the fire attribute is fiery red, each of which is different.

A trace of heaven and earth energy was pulled into the energy where the breathing power was located, and at the same time, that drop of soybean-sized energy was also separated into a grain of rice-sized energy, which was refined one by one by the breathing power.

The primordial power of the Breathing Technique is increasing all the time, while the primordial power of the Yunhua Gong is slowly weakening.

The days passed quickly, Fang Litian practiced in seclusion, and refused to see any guests, and this year's inner disciple Dabi was ushered in.

There are hundreds of inner sect disciples of Lian Yunzong, and they are ranked in the top ten. Last time, the top ten were sitting on their own chairs and challenged by other disciples. As long as they win, they can replace them.

But this year's inner sect competition was very strange. The top ten inner sect disciples competed first, and the two of them caught up with each other and finally decided the weakest one. The remaining nine people sat in the top ten inner sect disciples. seat, but Bai Qingyang did not take the number one seat in the inner door.

This made many outside disciples who didn't know the situation and some core disciples who lived in seclusion bewildered, and they didn't understand what Bai Qingyang and others were trying to sell.

But none of the hundreds of inner sect disciples was surprised. After the top ten disciples finished the competition, they still went forward to challenge according to the original habit. Guang Hao was originally the tenth in the inner sect, and was eliminated by the other nine in the first competition.

Afterwards, Mo Potian stepped forward to challenge Jia Baobao by name. Mo Potian made some progress in a short period of time, and his middle-rank martial skills went further, and he comprehended the second style, but Jia Baobao was also a disciple of middle-low martial skills. , comprehended deeper than Mo Potian in terms of profound meaning, and Mo Potian finally lost with one move.

The challenger had three chances. After Mo Potian was defeated, he challenged for the fourth place in the inner sect. Among the inner sect, the top three were the strongest. Sect fourth, becoming a new generation of inner sect disciples, and directly reaching fourth.

It can be described as a dark horse!
This time, only two of the top ten in the inner sect were squeezed out of the top ten. One was Guang Hao, who was originally ranked tenth, and the other was a disciple who was originally ranked ninth.

Until the end of the inner sect competition, from beginning to end, no one took the number one position in the inner sect.

Afterwards, other disciples approached the inner disciples to inquire, and all the people who answered could only use one sentence: That position is reserved for Fang Litian.

Now those who don't understand the method are even more confused, what do you mean by 'leaving it to Fang Litian'? Didn't that disciple named Fang Litian just advance to the Gathering Yuan Realm? Why did he leave it to him.

The next day, when an inner disciple was talking with a friend, he mentioned the battle between Fang Litian and Qin Lin. Everyone was shocked, even some core disciples were incredulous.

However, the doubts were also eliminated. No one would say that Bai Qingyang's mind was muddled in private, and all praised Bai Qingyang for his self-knowledge.

Fang Litian's small courtyard became a place where many people went to for a while, but of course everyone returned disappointed after seeing the words "no visitors" at the door. If you go to the mountain peak, maybe there will be people waiting for Fang Litian.

As time passed, the enthusiasm quickly dissipated, and the number of disciples who came to Fang Litian's small courtyard gradually decreased. Another month passed, and the next day would be the day to go to Tiannan Secret Realm.

"Death Palm!" A low voice came from the back of Lian Yunzong, and then a gray handprint with a radius of one zhang descended from the sky. There was a gray air current lingering faintly on the surface of the palm, and a faint death air surrounded it. Many flowers and plants have withered, as if winter has come early.

The handprint landed on the ground, without a loud bang, like a ball of flame falling on the snow, and a huge palmprint with a depth of half a zhang and a radius of one zhang appeared on the ground.

Fang Litian was dumbfounded, feeling the consumption of Yuan Force. Just now, this palm consumed nearly [-]% of his Yuan Force. One must know that the Breathing Kung Fu has already been cultivated to the fifth level, and the cultivation base has reached the middle stage of Yuan Gathering. It has far exceeded the Yuanli cultivated by Yunhua Gong. The drop of Yuanli liquid in the dantian is the size of a longan. It cannot be said that Yuanli has a steady stream, but it is difficult to consume Yuanli if it is not for a long time of fighting.

"This Extinguishing Palm is definitely not a low-level martial skill. If you find other palm techniques, maybe there will be a low-level best in the level, and it is more likely to reach a high-level martial skill?" Fang Litian flashed this thought.

For the past two months, Fang Litian has been practicing Miesheng Palm every day, and today is the first time he used it completely. Not only the power is unexpected, but also the energy consumed is unexpected.

It was the first time Fang Litian successfully used the Death Palm, but he hadn't even touched the fur of the Profound Meaning of Death. If he could use it, it meant that he was similar in shape, but he couldn't do it in spirit. However, the power of this similar Life Palm was only weaker than Jin Yaopo A little bit can be used as a hole card.

"In two months, my strength has improved again. Even if you use the blood burning method, you don't have to be afraid of the first step. Tomorrow is the day when Tiannan Secret Realm opens. Take a good rest today."

(End of this chapter)