Chapter 140 Potential Increases, Tell Me Who You Are

[After one year of practice, you began to practice Tianpeng Body Cleansing Technique, hoping to improve your own qualifications through Tianpeng Body Cleansing Technique]

Wei Fan's aptitude and comprehension can be said to be the worst among those in the realm of gods.

Without the panel, he wouldn't have been able to get this far.

The outside world has always called him a monster with innate skills, but in fact, these are just piled up with his panel and skills.

Now that he has reached the divine realm, there is actually not much left of his innate advantages from practicing horizontal training.

Apart from the supreme true power, the advantage of strong physique has disappeared.

When he fought with the peach tree demon today, his fist was actually cracked, which was unimaginable in the past.

In the past, he always used his strong body to defeat masters of higher realms at a lower level.

Although the peach tree demon has lived for a long time and his body has been tempered to be comparable to a divine weapon, he still feels the lack of strength.

The hardness of the body has been tempered, but the strength seems to be lagging behind.

[Fifty years of practice, you still don’t quite understand Tianpeng Body Washing Technique, and have not yet fully grasped the true meaning of the technique]

Wei Fan frowned slightly. After fifty years of practice, he still hadn't fully mastered the Tianpeng Body Washing Technique.

However, this martial art is indeed different from the martial arts he has learned before.

The martial arts in the past all had diagrams of visualizing the soul, the routes of the meridians and acupoints, and mental methods.

But Tianpeng Body Washing Technique does not have these things at all, only a bunch of obscure and difficult to understand mental formulas.

But he was not in a hurry. No matter how obscure it was, after thousands or tens of thousands of years of practice, how could he not comprehend it?

In reality it doesn't take that long.

Tianpeng Xishen itself is a martial art used to change one's aptitude. It has a certain threshold, but it does not require top-notch aptitude to practice. If one really has top-notch aptitude, there is no need for others to practice your Tianpeng Xishen.

…

[After a thousand years of practice, day after day, the mind and soul silently recite the mantra of the heart method. Suddenly, you feel a shock all over your body, and a warm current flows out from your limbs and bones. Your whole body is like soaking in hot water. This is the beginning of Tianpeng Body Washing Skill.]

Wei Fan was overjoyed, his body emitted golden light, and all his flesh, blood, and bones vibrated wildly in this hot current, even his dantian, acupoints, and sea of ​​consciousness began to tremble.

Then start expanding! Yes, just expanding.

The Dantian, which could only accommodate a hundred years of energy, began to grow larger, and so did the acupoints.

Relatively speaking, the expansion of the sea of ​​consciousness is extremely slow.

This heat flow seems to have an indescribable divinity, and wherever it passes, it can turn decay into magic.

His inherent potential was increasing, and layers of dark substances began to be excreted from his body. His whole body seemed to be refined, removing the dross and retaining the essence, as if the factors that affected his potential were eliminated, and under the action of the heat flow, only the high-quality things were left.

…

[One thousand three hundred years of power, your Dantian can hold one hundred and twenty years of power, and your potential is doubled]

[Two thousand and one hundred years of power, your Dantian can hold one hundred and forty years of power, and your potential is doubled]

[Two thousand nine hundred years of power, your Dantian can hold one hundred and sixty years of power, and your potential is increased three times]

[3,700 years of power, your Dantian can hold 180 years of power, and your potential is increased fourfold]

[Four thousand five hundred years of power, your Dantian can hold two hundred years of power, and your potential increases fivefold]

[With 4,600 years of experience, the Tianpeng Body Cleansing Technique can no longer cleanse and improve your body]

【Tianpeng Body Cleansing Technique (Perfect)】

[Ordinary skill: 28300 years]

[Spiritual Power: 30 Years]

Wei Fan stopped because his potential could no longer be improved and continuing would be a waste of energy.

Of course, this doesn't mean that Tianpeng's Body Cleansing Technique is no longer useful to him, but that his potential to improve in the Divine Realm has reached its limit.

Once he breaks through the Divine Realm and reaches the Martial Honor Realm, the Tianpeng Body Cleansing Technique can still continue to cleanse his body.

"It's terrible. The potential has increased fivefold, but that's not the end. It can continue to increase through future breakthroughs."

Wei Fan was moved.

Tianpeng's Body Cleansing Technique is indeed terrifying. Not to mention someone like Fu Shizheng who is inherently insidious, even someone who is more righteous than him would not be able to withstand the temptation of Tianpeng's Body Cleansing Technique.

With this martial art, let alone becoming a Martial Master, even reaching a higher level is not just empty talk.

“Puff…”

He casually tore off the old skin on his body, and layer after layer of it fell off, revealing his glowing skin.

This was not the kind of glow that occurred when he was circulating his true power, but rather a spontaneous phenomenon.

He didn't use his true energy at all, and his mental power was also huddled in his sea of ​​consciousness, but at this moment his body was like a magnet, and the power of heaven and earth automatically swarmed towards him. Of course, the benefits did not stop there. The increase in potential meant that it would become easier for him to temper his body.

Just like now, even though he has not practiced the Purple Black Tortoise Classic, the power and strength of his body are slowly increasing.

On a deeper level, as the root bones improve, the speed at which the soul grows also increases.

His strength has not improved at all, but it will be easier for him to improve his strength in the future, especially in terms of his physical body. The potential has increased fivefold, which means that the amount of energy required for tempering has also been reduced fivefold.

Now his comprehension is not as good as that of a genius of Long Xueyi's level, but his aptitude is definitely comparable to Yan Yun's.

"Improve your strength!"

Closing his eyes, Wei Fan began to add the Purple Black Tortoise Classic to temper his body and spent the whole night in cultivation.

The next day, Wei Fan washed up and went out, and happened to meet Ning Xuan who was also going out.

The man's face turned serious, and he quickly bowed and said, "I greet the commander-in-chief!"

Wei Fan temporarily took over He Taixian's position, and Long Xueyi was the third commander. Now this matter has spread to the Demon Suppression Division.

Wei Fan smiled coldly, and the might of his will pressed down from the void: "When talking to the commander, you should kneel on one knee!"

Bang! Under the huge pressure, Ning Xuan half-knelt on the ground with one leg uncontrollably, and he grimaced in pain: "Commander-in-chief, I was wrong..."

Wei Fan then retracted his willpower and asked Ning Xuan to stand up: "You guy, it seems like it was just yesterday when I first saw you. I didn't expect that you have become the commander..."

As the first person to know Wei Fan, Ning Xuan did not change at all because of Wei Fan's identity.

The two walked a few steps, and Ning Xuan came over and said, "By the way, today is the day of Brother Su's funeral. Senior sister and I are all going to go. Do you have time? Xuerong has been absent-minded recently. If you have time, go and comfort her."

Su Guangwen was the first person he met when he entered the Demon Suppression Division. The most impressive thing about him was his love for Su Xuerong. It was also he who was killed by the demon on the battlefield while trying to save Su Xuerong.

Su Guangwen is dead, and Su Xuerong must be feeling bad.

Wei Fan nodded gently: "Okay! But Commander He Taixian is also having a funeral today, so I have to go there on behalf of the Demon Suppression Division. I will go to the He family first, and then to Xuerong's house."

After walking for a while, the two separated.

When Wei Fan arrived at the commander's office, he found that Lieutenant General Deng Boyong was already waiting there.

Deng Boyong stepped forward and bowed: "I greet Commander Wei!"

This was not the first time the two met. When Wei Fan went to Qingyun City for the first time, he fought side by side with Deng Boyong.

After putting his hand down, Deng Boyong continued: "Commander Wei, we can set off now!"

Today is He Taixian's funeral. Not only Wei Fan will go on behalf of the Demon Suppression Division, but Deng Boyong and other generals and captains who were once under He Taixian's command and who do not have official duties will also go.

They have all been taken care of by He Taixian or taught martial arts to some extent, so it is reasonable for them to go.

Under the guidance of Deng Boyong, Wei Fan quickly got on the carriage and rushed to He Taixian's house.

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Su City, Su Family! The Su Family was not a big family in Su City, and could barely be considered a third-rate force. The strongest person was an old ancestor of the first level of heavenly being. It took the whole family's strength to buy a demon pill to produce such a heavenly martial artist.

Of course, this is relative to the first- and second-rate forces. The third-rate forces are already considered big families in Su City, and they are what ordinary people look up to.

There is the ancestor Tianren, and there are dozens of other cave warriors in the clan, running restaurants, mines, medicinal materials, weapons and other businesses. They are no worse than the Han family that was previously destroyed by the Demon Suppression Division.

The Su family is bustling with people today because their clan member Su Guangwen was killed in the battle of Qingyun City and they are handling the funeral.

In front of the gate of the Su Mansion, guests and friends who came to pay their respects came in and out, and from time to time someone presented condolence cards.

Another note was handed in. The housekeeper of the Su residence opened it casually. Just as he was about to open his mouth to read the contents of the note, he was suddenly stunned and looked up hurriedly.

In front of me was a handsome young man and a general wearing armor.

A deputy general of the Demon Suppression Division!

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He was sure that he had not mistaken the armor.

The general is accompanying him, which means that the content on the condolence note is true.

"Wei Fan, the commander-in-chief of the Demon Suppression Division, has come to offer his condolences..."

The housekeeper of the Su Mansion shouted in a trembling voice.

He didn't know how many times he had shouted today, and few people paid attention to who he was shouting.

But this time was different. As his voice rang out, the guests coming in and out stopped and looked incredulous.

Wei Fan, the commander-in-chief of the Demon Suppression Division, actually came to the Su family to pay his respects to Su Guangwen.

For a moment, you could hear a pin drop, and even the crying sounds from the inner room suddenly disappeared.

Su Guangwen was just a red-clothed demon-suppressing guard in the Demon-Suppression Division. The presence of a captain was considered a respect from the Demon-Suppression Division, but unexpectedly it was the commander who came in person.

It is such an honor to lead the condolences.

Wei Fan stepped into the Su Mansion, and saw a group of people from the Su family running towards him in a hurry: "Welcome Commander Wei!"

Wei Fan looked around but didn't see Su Xuerong: "No need to be polite, everyone."

A middle-aged man stepped out of the team and said in a shameful tone: "How could I be so worthy of trouble for Commander Wei to come here in person!"

Wei Fan then realized that he was Su Xuerong's father. He shook his head and said, "Uncle, there is no need to do this. Brother Su and I have known each other for a long time and have fought side by side. It is only natural for me to send him off... Please lead the way and take me to burn incense for Brother Su."

The guests and friends of the Su family were all shocked. Su Guangwen was actually friends with Wei Fan? Under the guidance of Su Xuerong's father, Wei Fan quickly arrived at the mourning hall and lit a stick of incense for Su Guangwen.

After lighting the incense, Wei Fan turned around and saw Ning Xuan already appeared here.

"Uncle, please go and greet the others. I will take Commander Wei to find Xuerong."

Ning Xuan took Wei Fan into the side hall. Li Fengyi, Peng Mingjie and others were there. Su Xuerong's eyes were red, and when she saw Wei Fan appear, tears started to flow again.

"My condolences! If your brother knew about this, he wouldn't want you to be so sad..."

Ning Xuan asked him to comfort Su Xuerong, but when he really faced her, he found that there was very little he could say.

He didn't like to talk much, and he didn't say much to comfort others.

Su Xuerong nodded while sobbing: "Thank you for coming..."

Wei Fan shook his head, sat down, picked up the teacup, and asked Deng Boyong to sit down as well.

However, he was the commander of a lieutenant general and a personal guard when he was outside. How could he be on equal footing with Wei Fan? He stood behind Wei Fan with a knife slung over his shoulder, making Ning Xuan and the others feel very uncomfortable.

These are lieutenant generals, and they are all upper-class figures in Su City. How can they have the nerve to sit while others are standing?

This is also outside. If you were in the Demon Suppression Division and met a general, you would have to bow before leaving.

Wei Fan also noticed everyone's reservedness, including Su Xuerong, who felt a little uncomfortable.

They can face Wei Fan calmly. After all, they have fought together and grew up with Wei Fan. But Deng Boyong is different.

Seeing this, Wei Fan was about to leave when he suddenly heard the angry voice of Su Xuerong's father coming from outside.

"What are you doing here? The Su family doesn't welcome you!"

Du Haiping smiled playfully: "Uncle Su, this is not the way to entertain guests. I am here to pay my respects to Brother Su Guangwen. How can the Su family drive guests away?"

Su Xuerong's father's face was filled with anger, but he looked like he was here to pay his respects. "You wanted to see the Su family's grief, but you've already seen it. Du Haiping, get out of here right now. Today is the day of my son's funeral, and the Su family doesn't want to do anything."

Du Haiping looked at the angry faces of the Su family and couldn't help but feel happy: "Uncle Su, what are you talking about? I just came and I haven't seen enough. Where is my sister Xuerong? Call her out so I can see how she cries..."

The naked provocation made the Su family grit their teeth.

Su Xuerong's father clenched his fists, his aura surging, as if he was about to take action.

Du Haiping showed a disdainful expression: "Uncle Su, do you want to take action? You'd better think clearly about my identity before taking action, or ask your ancestor for instructions..."

His pupils suddenly shrank and he was choked on the words that followed.

I saw several people walking out of the side hall not far away. One of them was particularly conspicuous. He was wearing the armor of a general of the Demon Suppression Division.

Isn't Su Guangwen a red-robed demon-suppressing guard from the Demon-Suppressing Division? How could someone of the rank of a lieutenant general appear at his funeral?

What shocked Du Haiping even more was that this lieutenant general seemed to be a guard, standing respectfully behind a young man.

Commander?

Only the commander of the Demon Suppression Division could make a general so respectful.

"That man is Wei Fan, the new commander of the Demon Suppression Division!"

Du Haiping immediately understood who the young man was.

Wei Fan, the family-destroying maniac Wei Fan! This family-destroying maniac actually came to the Su family.

In an instant, Du Haiping's arrogance disappeared completely. In front of the commander of the Demon Suppression Division, he was looking for trouble at the funeral of the Demon Suppression Division's fallen soldiers and gloating over their misfortune.

No matter how you look at it, this is an act of seeking one's own death.

Like a mad dog quickly tucked its tail between its legs, Du Haiping wanted to leave.

Wei Fan waved: "Come here!"

Du Haiping's body stiffened and his scalp went numb, but he still gritted his teeth and walked up to Wei Fan.

"You beast, my brother is dead and you still don't let him go!" Su Xuerong glared at Du Haiping.

Du Haiping didn't dare to speak at this time. He was already sweating coldly: "Greetings, Commander Wei. May I ask what you want me to do?"

Even though Wei Fan looked kind, his calves were trembling.

Everyone knew that Du Haiping had kicked down the steel plate.

Wei Fan said expressionlessly: "Tell me who you are, how dare you gloat over the fallen soldiers of my Demon Suppression Division."

Du Haiping said with a stiff face: "I am a disciple of Sun Jinglin, the martial master of the Divine Realm. I hope Commander Wei will forgive me for my offense for the sake of my master. I... I won't dare to do it again next time!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the guests of the Su family showed curious expressions. Sun Jinglin, the Martial Master of the Divine Realm, was a master who had broken through on his own. Would Wei Fan, the God of Killing, give Sun Jinglin face?

(End of this chapter)