In the dungeon.
Fang Chen was imprisoned again.
In order to prevent Fang Chen from playing tricks, Fang Yuan even arranged for two guards to guard the exit, and at the same time ordered no one to approach Fang Chen.
Fang Chen turned a blind eye to this.
He lay on the haystack, silently running the "Yin Yang Sutra of Creation", absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and practicing.
He is now at the peak of the Qi Refining Realm, and is only one step away from the Body Tempering Realm.
But even this step has trapped many martial arts geniuses.
Fang Chen is not worried at all about this.
Three years ago, he was at the eighth level of the Body Tempering Realm, with a weight of eight thousand kilograms.
Now, it’s just a do-over.
But this time, Fang Chen made up his mind to temper his martial arts foundation to an indestructible state.
Hence, he was not in a hurry to break through the realm, but continued to introduce Qi into his body every day to strengthen the sense of Qi in his body.
This will have an incomparable effect on his future practice.
· Thanks to the help of the Pure Yang Holy Body and the "Yin Yang Creation Sutra", Fang Chen's sense of Qi became stronger and stronger, and the spiritual power in his Dantian became more intense.
When it was late at night, the two guards couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep leaning against the wall. Fang Chen, who was in trance, suddenly opened his eyes.
He took out the Tianji Tower and rubbed it in his hands.
Perhaps due to the absorption of two drops of blood essence, the current Tianji Tower is much darker and heavier than before.
"Other than that, there doesn't seem to be much difference."
Fang Chen frowned: "Is it because the essence and blood absorbed is not enough?"
But now being imprisoned in the dungeon, Fang Chen has no chance to try, so he has no choice but to hang the Tianji Tower around his neck.
This tower can take him into a mysterious space and create a spiritual connection with Xiao Yuluan. It is the most important thing for him besides the Pure Yang Sacred Body. His function must not be known to others.
Clearing his distracting thoughts, Fang Chen picked up another straw and began to practice the seventy-two sword techniques.
This sword technique only has the first nine sword moves, but each move contains a broad and profound sword intention.
Fang Chen can gain new insights every time he practices.
What Fang Chen didn't know was that when he was practicing the seventy-two sword techniques, obscure sword intentions were constantly overflowing from the small tower and blending into Fang Chen's chest.
There is the location of the middle Dantian, and it is also the place where sword cultivators open a sword-raising pond.
The night passed, and when it was dawn, the two guards noticed that Fang Chen was still sleeping soundly, and they immediately curled their lips.
This young man of the Fang family is really calm.
First he insulted the wife of the city lord, and then the Lin family broke off the engagement. Now he is imprisoned in a dungeon, and he can still eat well and sleep well. I don’t know if he is arrogant or because he has given up on himself.
Fang Chen doesn’t care what others think.
It’s time to eat and sleep.
But no one knows that he guides spiritual energy into his body every day and practices the seventy-two sword techniques at night.
Although I don’t know if I can become a sword cultivator, at least practicing this sword art to perfection can also enhance my strength.
For nearly half a month, no one bothered Fang Chen, and Fang Yuan didn't know what he was doing, so he didn't bother him again.
Fang Chen, who is enjoying his leisure time, although his cultivation is still stagnant, his strength is improving by leaps and bounds.
The first thing is that the spiritual power in Dantian has been tempered to the extreme by Fang Chen, and it is possible to break through the shackles at any time and step into the body tempering realm.
The second is the Seventy-two Sword Techniques, the nine-style sword moves that Fang Chen has practiced to the level of proficiency.
It's a pity that he doesn't have a sword in his hand, otherwise Fang Chen really wants to test how powerful his sword is now.
It seems that he is not weak.
"Fang Chen, come out!"
On this day, Fang Yuan, who had not been seen for a long time, stepped into the dungeon again, his face so gloomy that he seemed to be dripping with water.
Even a blind person can see that Fang Yuan is in a bad mood.
Seeing this, Fang Chen was in a good mood. He didn't care about each other and went to sleep alone.
"Fang Chen, I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me?"
Seeing that Fang Chen ignored him, Fang Yuan suddenly became furious.
"What is the dog barking, what is the dog barking?"
Fang Chen dug his ears impatiently and said angrily: "You came to me. Could it be that the City Lord's Mansion has had results in dealing with me?"
Although he didn't want to admit it, Fang Yuan still took a deep breath and said: "Yes, the people from the City Lord's Mansion are waiting to see you outside. Clean up and follow me to see him immediately."
"Fang Chen, don't go too far!"
Fang Yuan tried hard to control his anger and said sternly: "How noble are the people in the City Lord's Mansion? Do you dare to let him come to see you? Aren’t you afraid of angering the Fang family? ”
“Now that I remember that I am from the Fang family, why did I go there earlier?”
Fang Chen sneered, not giving Fang Yuan any face.
Since they were already at odds with each other, there was no need to pretend to be brothers and sisters.
You kneel on the ground and beg me to get out; or you just wait to bear the wrath of the City Lord's Mansion." When Fang Yuan was about to explode, Fang Chen said calmly: "Fang Yuan, I am not afraid to tell you, I am just a waste with no cultivation qualifications, and I will die if I die, but you are different.
If you want to become the future head of the Fang family, how can you do it without paying a price?"
Fang Chen looked at Fang Yuan and said meaningfully: "Don't you think so, cousin Fang Yuan?" Fang Chen's words suddenly woke up Fang Yuan.
Yes, Fang Chen can break jars, but he can't.
He is the future head of the Fang family, how can he bet that the city lord's palace will vent its anger on him?
But kneeling down to Fang Chen was even more uncomfortable than killing him.
Fang Yuan, who didn't know that he had been completely manipulated by Fang Chen, was having a battle between heaven and man in his mind, and it was difficult to make a decision.
"Young Master Fang Yuan, a man can bend and stretch, so a momentary humiliation is nothing."
At this time, a guard came to his ear and whispered: "When you become the young master of the family, won't you have the final say whether Fang Chen lives or dies?"
"Not bad!"
Fang Yuan took a deep breath, calmed down quickly, and said, "A momentary humiliation is nothing, Fang Chen, I will let you be proud for a few more days."
Fang Yuan said, Fang Yuan knelt down on the ground with a thump, suppressing his anger and said: "Fang Chen, are you satisfied now?"
"What did you call me?"
Fang Chen's tone was without any warmth.
"Cousin Fang... Fang Chen!"
"This is so good."
Fang Chen gently slapped Fang Yuan's face, and said with a smile: "If you can't tell who is older and who is younger, outsiders will say that our Fang family has no tutor."
Murder and punish the heart!
And what does Fang Chen mean by his words?
Thinking of what Fang Chen had done, the guard couldn't help but shudder.
When Fang Chen left, the guard hurriedly helped Fang Yuan up: "Master Fang Yuan, are you okay?"
"It's okay."
Fang Yuan's eyes were about to spit fire, his expression was twisted and ferocious, he revealed a murderous intention: "Today's humiliation will be repaid a hundred times in the future!"