End Of Life, You Tell Me It's A Life Simulation?

Breathe out!

Run your inner power!

Two hours passed by in a hurry!

Fang Han opened his eyes and remained silent.

Sitting quietly for two hours and practicing the "Yi Jin Jing", the harvest is subtle.

In short, it is cultivation, but only a little.

Just a little bit!

According to this speed of progress, he may not be able to fully cultivate after decades of cultivation.

His internal strength is extremely strong, so it's not impossible to force him to do it, but Jiumozhi's example is before, how could he go through it again.

"If you don't want to practice martial arts, it's really hard..."

Fang Han smiled wryly, this thing is easy to say, but once he really started to practice, he subconsciously began to think about how to operate, how to practice, how could he not have thoughts.

What's more, he already attached great importance to improving his own bones.

After all, it is difficult to achieve...

Fang Han glanced at the secret book of "Yi Jin Jing", and heaved a sigh.

That's all!

Anyway, he is not in a hurry now, just take his time.

Even if you can't practice it delicately, at least you can practice it to the "beginner".

wait!

I can't handle you now, I will add some points to you in the future!

Somewhat depressingly, he took out the secret book of "Shenzu Jing" that he had just copied and engraved. This ancient yoga technique from Tianzhu seems to be not as difficult to practice as "Yi Jin Jing".

Might as well try.

Looking at the yoga patterns on the "Shenzu Jing", although it is a bit weird, it is not difficult to do.

Follow the picture, lie on your side, lift your right hand lightly, and run your internal force in the direction of the meridian arrow depicted on it.

After a while, a slight warmth emanated from the meridian that he had cultivated, subtle and subtle, constantly wandering in all directions.

It went unexpectedly smoothly.

Fang Han was delighted and did not stop. He practiced the figures one by one. After finishing the final figure, he felt a burst of refreshment. There was something faintly gathering in his body, limbs and internal organs.

With the passage of time, it became clearer and clearer, and after several more hours, the subtle feeling was finally gathered together, like a group of fiery threads of fire, wandering indefinitely from the meridians.

With a slight movement in my heart, the fire line disappears and hides in my body again, and I feel weird.

I don't know why.

This "Shenzu Jing" only has graphics and outlines of various patterns, but there are no written records, and he himself has not figured out what is going on here.

After pondering for a while, Fang Han moved his mind slightly, and suddenly found that these patterns were practiced, even if he didn't make any movements, the breathing could be quite subtle, and his mind was clear for a while.

Fang Han once again thought about the feeling of gathering just now, and with a slight thought in his mind, a slight warmth suddenly rose in his internal organs and meridians, and then gradually gathered with his thoughts, forming a group of fiery threads of fire to swim. , as if understanding, opened his eyes, the line of fire swam to the top of his right palm, and gently stretched out his palm and pushed.

Instantly.

The palm wind is brilliant, with a fiery meaning!

A faint reddish color can be seen, and when it falls on the wall, it makes a dull vibration.

Fang Han got up and walked closer to have a look.

I saw that although the wooden board on the wall was not broken, it was accompanied by a slightly burnt palm print that seemed to be burnt out.

Fang Han was stunned, and he didn't understand what was going on.

I said in my heart that I didn't use "flaming knife" or other martial arts.

A...

While thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and touched one or two lightly.

However, there was a sound of cracking, and the plank seemed to be showing signs of cracking. It was very fragile. With a slight touch, the plank instantly cracked a lot, and many scorched and cracked pieces fell out.

Burning, withered, scorched....

Fang Han's expression was slightly concentrated, staring at the palm mark for a while, and then fell silent for a moment.

Only then slowly spit out four words: "Mang Gu Zhu Clam!?"

The only thing that can match this scene is the Manggu Vermilion Clam seen on Wuliang Mountain.

After reading the "Shenzu Jing", Fang Han seemed to realize something.

This "God's Foot Sutra" is likely to fully activate the medicinal power of the [Zhu Hailing Pill] absorbed and digested in his body, and stimulate it to use it, and even form a supernatural power!?

"Good fellow! Then You Tanzhi is "Ice Silkworm Poisonous Palm" [this is "Zhu Ha Poisonous Palm"!?"

Fang Han frowned slightly, with a slightly unhappy expression.

To be honest, he doesn't have any opinions on things like poison, and it doesn't matter if he uses it in normal times, but when he is practicing, he really doesn't want to involve things like poison.

He didn't want Ding Chunqiu's poisonous kung fu before, because he was afraid that the poisonous internal power would pollute his own kung fu, and he was afraid of leaving any hidden dangers.

B...

The previously taken [Zhu Hailing Pill] will be reflected in this form.

But if you want to say that this thing has any negative impact on him, then there is nothing at all. The panacea developed by Miss Cheng is naturally guaranteed.

It can only be said that this "Shenzu Jing" is exquisite enough to have such a strange effect.

Turn a hundred poisons for your own use?

This is far superior to Ding Chunqiu's "Huagong Dafa".

Although the "Huagong Dafa" also uses hundreds of poisons as the capital of cultivation, it is only borrowed, not really used for one's own use. If there is no suppression of internal power and new poisons, there will be a danger of backlash in an instant. Ding Chunqiu's previous participation That's what happened.

But "Shenzu Jing" seems to be more mysterious and thorough!

That You Tanzhi used this to defend against various poisonous substances, not only did he not get poisoned, but his internal energy gradually became stronger, later on by coincidence, he inhaled all the poisonous substances of the Tianshan ice silkworm into his meridians, and used the "Shenjiaojing" to run it Wandering, not only soared the skills, but also derived the magical martial arts such as "Ice Silkworm Poison Palm"!

Under one palm, it is extremely cold!

From his low-level martial arts existence to his direct strength explosion, he can be compared with Qiao Feng in terms of "attribute template", and even faintly surpass it.

In terms of his boxing skills, knowledge of martial arts, and fighting experience, he was really poor, otherwise it would be relatively difficult for Qiao Feng to beat him.

Now that Fang Han has obtained this "Shenzu Jing" practice, he has encountered such a situation, which makes him quite dumbfounded.

After being silent for a while, he opened the door and walked out. He came to the courtyard and looked at the flowers and plants. The wind is like fire, like mist, and wherever it goes, all the flowers and plants are instantly withered and scorched black.

In an instant, a strange trace of scorched black and withered appeared in a straight line six feet in front of him.

Fang Han breathed a sigh of relief, this [Zhu Ha's Power] can be said to move at will.

When he thinks about it, he can use it or not.

That's fine.

At least whatever you want.

He doesn't like things out of his control.

I closed my eyes and comprehended for a while, and then breathed and breathed, the fiery line of fire did not decrease, it seemed to be like internal force, and after a little recovery, it recovered instantly.

Fang Han glanced at the withered and scorched traces, and even went to the library.

For questions about this aspect, if you don't understand, you can just ask Miss Cheng.

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