"The bloodline inheritance I received last time was only a low-level Xuan-level movement and martial arts. Even so, it made me invincible in the same situation."
Fang Chen took a deep breath and looked at the golden Sanskrit words in front of him with fiery eyes: "I don't know what level of inheritance this golden heroic spirit will hide."
Fang Chen was full of expectations for this.
Fang Chen is naturally experienced in how to accept this bloodline inheritance.
His consciousness stirred and he saw only the golden Sanskrit characters in the sea, which immediately began to be arranged and combined according to certain rules.
The densely packed words, like mosquitoes and flies, formed a formula in an instant.
"Is there an immovable golden body?"
Fang Chen was stunned at first, and then said in surprise: "It turns out to be a body-training technique!"
Fang Chen couldn't help but be surprised.
In the family competition, he once had the opportunity to enter the arsenal to choose martial arts, but after picking and choosing, Fang Chen couldn't find the right one.
He just chose a palm martial arts for that girl Qingyi.
In any case, after winning the competition, the martial arts he chose was his own. As long as it was not spread to others and was given to his personal maid, it was reasonable and reasonable.
But now, the body-refining martial arts of "The Immovable Golden Body" is what Fang Chen needs at the moment.
Warriors who advance to the body tempering realm must strengthen tempering of their physical bodies and continue to strengthen their Qi and blood.
A body-training technique that allows a body-tempering warrior to practice with twice the result with half the effort.
""Immovable Golden Body", a low-level physical training method, is a martial arts of Jinshan Temple... This method can be practiced to the extreme, and it can condense an indestructible golden body, immovable as a mountain, tearing mountains and rocks, easily with the palm of a hand..."
Looking at the general outline of this body training method, Fang Chen was even more excited.
Earth Level Kung Fu, this is an incredible treasure.
If it were left to the outside world, it would definitely cause a bloody storm.
"This Jinshan Temple is really scary. It only has one temple-holding technique, which is the land class."
Fang Chen's eyes darkened: "However, you have to be careful when using this technique in the future, otherwise if someone recognizes it, you may cause great disaster to yourself."
Fl Although I don't know how powerful Jinshan Temple is, judging from this technique alone, it must be a giant with unfathomable background.
Martial Arts Martial Arts, involving the word "Tao", has always been kept secret and should not be leaked easily, otherwise it will only cause uncontrollable variables for one's own inheritance.
Don't preach lightly, that's what it says.
Fang Chen secretly sighed: "It is indeed a good thing, but it is also a hot potato."
However, Fang Chen will not give up practicing this technique just because of the power of Jinshan Temple.
As a warrior, you should move forward bravely and fearlessly!
Only in this way can one reach a higher level in martial arts and achieve achievements that attract the attention of thousands of people.
Taking a deep breath and suppressing the distracting thoughts in his heart, Fang Chen sat down cross-legged and began to meditate on this body-training technique.
With Fang Chen's incredible understanding and abnormal physique, practicing this earth-level technique turned out to be extremely difficult.
"No wonder grandpa once said that in the world of martial arts inheritance, swordsmanship is hard to find, and Buddhism is difficult."
Fang Chen couldn't help but sigh.
This is because Buddhist classics have always been difficult to learn and difficult to learn.
Because it is not a simple matter to recognize these Sanskrit words completely, not to mention that this is an earth-level skill.
Fortunately, it is the blood inheritance obtained from the spirit of the heroic spirit. Some things do not require warriors to practice one by one.
This is like a mark imprinted on the soul of a warrior. As long as it is slowly refined, one can become familiar with this technique.
What's more, with Fang Chen's physique and understanding, I believe it won't be long before he can practice this method to the entry level.
"Although there may be other opportunities in this ancestral land, for me, having this body training method is enough."
Fang Chen understands the principle of biting off more than one can chew.
He planned to use the next time to practice the "Immovable Golden Body" to the beginning.
Furthermore, in this stone house, no heroic spirits from outside will come in.
It is also a shelter provided for the tribesmen in the ancestral land.
As Fang Chen sank into a state of cultivation, strands of spiritual energy continued to penetrate into Fang Chen's mouth and nose.
As Fang Chen continued to refine day and night, he gradually found the secret to the cultivation of the "Immovable Golden Body", and his body shone with golden light from time to time.
From a distance, it looks like a luminous statue.
"Wow!"
After doing all this, Fang Xue spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell to the ground helplessly.
His hands were firmly clasped on the ground, his teeth were clenched, his face was ferocious, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he was desperately resisting something.
However, Fang Xue's persistence seemed to be of no use. His vision gradually turned black, and finally he trembled and passed out.
While Fang Xue was completely unconscious, layers of blood began to erupt from his body.
These bloody lights are extremely rich, like substance.
Him made Fang Xue look like a bloody Shura, extremely terrifying.
...
"On the twenty-seventh day when the young master entered the ancestral land, I missed him."
In the Bishui Garden, the little girl Qingyi was lying boredly on the couch where Fang Chen usually rested, staring at the sky with dull eyes.
The practice stones that were originally standing in the courtyard were already covered with delicate and delicate palm prints, which were three inches deep into the huge stone.
Muttered a few words a little irritably, Qingyi changed into a comfortable position and prepared to sleep.
In any case, there are only three days before the young master can come out of the ancestral land, so she can bear it no longer.
"Click!"
At this moment, the door of Bishui Garden was violently pushed open.
Fang Fang walked in with a proud look on his face.
"Hey, I'm afraid someone can't leave his ancestral home, how can you, a little bitch, still be so leisurely?"
Qingyi sat up with a roar, staring directly at Fang Fang with cold eyes: "Are you itchy again?"
In the Fang family, the person Qingyi hated the most was Fang Fang.
Nothing else.
Just because three years ago, Fang Fang was always around the young master.
But since the young master's Dantian was destroyed, Fang Fang's attitude immediately changed. She treated the young master like a snake or a scorpion, often verbally humiliating her, and always bullying her.
For the sake of the young master, Qingyi has been enduring.
Until the young master was framed and imprisoned in a dungeon, Fang Fang gathered a large group of adults and gave Qingyi a severe lesson.
In the end, it was the young master who taught him several sword skills.
With these sword skills, Qingyi directly used a broom to teach Fang Fang and others a severe lesson, and it only took a few days for him to live happily.
Originally thought that the young master had returned to the top and won the family competition, but Fang Fang would be much more restrained.
But now it seems that Qingyi is overthinking.
Some people are just born to be mean!
·Having been taught a lesson by myself so many times, you still dare to provoke me. You really don’t care about beatings.
"Little bitch, what are you going to do?"
Seeing Qingyi walking towards her, Fang Fang was immediately frightened and backed away, and said sharply: "I'm warning you, it's Da Chang. The old man sent me to inform you that Fang Chen has died in the ancestral land, and he wants you to rush to the ancestral hall immediately!"
Qingyi, who was about to teach Fang Fang a lesson, felt as if he was struck by lightning, and all the color drained from his pretty face.
"Impossible, you are lying, how could the young master die!"
The first thing Qingyi thought of was that Fang Fang was lying to herself.
"Humph, I lied to you?"
Fang Fang suppressed laughter and said sternly: "This is what the two supreme elders said personally. If you don't believe it, go to the ancestral hall and see for yourself."< br/>
"Just go!"
Qingyi looked at Fang Fang and said word by word: "If you dare to lie to me, I promise, I will kill you!"