Chapter 393 Upgrade
"For those of us who practice martial arts, the key to practice lies in two points:
First, the speed of breathing in the essence of heaven and earth;
Second, the efficiency of refining the essence of heaven and earth!"
The old man in gray explained patiently, with words flying everywhere.
"The faster you breathe, the more essence of heaven and earth you can obtain.
The higher the refining efficiency, the better the effect of strengthening oneself will naturally be."
"The breathing here refers not only to breathing through the mouth and nose, but also to breathing through the pores all over the body and the countless acupoints in the body."
Just saying!
The old man in gray was suddenly stunned.
Fang Zhixing was seen sitting there calmly, with thick silver-white fog gradually appearing around him. It was spinning at high speed with him as the center, like a storm.
The thick silver-white fog surged into Fang Zhixing's pores and rushed into his body.
"The essence of heaven and earth condensed into a storm, worthy of being a top-grade root bone!"
The gray-clothed old man sighed with great envy on his face, "The cultivation speed of superior aptitude is more than a hundred times that of medium aptitude. I am of medium aptitude, and I will never be able to condense an essence storm in this lifetime."
When he finished the introductory chapter, Fang Zhixing had already gotten started and mastered it easily without any difficulty.
In fact, he doesn't even need the help of a maximum-level plug-in.
The next step is to communicate with the living being of the void through spirits—the Devil-killing God Zhen Tianzun! When the scroll was unrolled to the end, a totem appeared.
On the yellowed paper, there is a picture of a man with a majestic appearance. He has a broad forehead, a full chin, drooping eyes, loose hair, bare feet, a long beard under his chin, and sits upright with his feet hanging down. His expression is calm but dignified.
In his right hand, he held a long black-gold stick, the end of which was naturally placed on his leg. The front end was red with blood not yet dried, giving off a sense that he had just won a fierce battle, called off the battle, and returned to the battlefield.
Seeing this, Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows and asked, "Senior Fan, do Taixu creatures also look like humans?"
The gray-haired old man shook his head and said, "No, no, the creatures in the universe are invisible and boundless. It is impossible for us to see their entire picture. We can only get in touch with a small part of them.
When the beings of the universe come into contact with us, they will transform into human forms in order to help us understand their greatness and spread their great teachings."
He stood in front of the totem on the scroll and said, "The Demon-Subduing God Zhen Tianzun you see now is only one billionth of Him.
If we saw all of Him, we would probably collapse instantly."
Fang Zhixing understood everything in his mind, and he concentrated his mind and stared at the totem.
I don’t know how long it has been…
Suddenly, the totem on the paper seemed to come alive, rising slowly, from two-dimensional to three-dimensional, standing in front of Fang Zhixing, majestic and huge, as high as the sky.
Fang Zhixing raised his neck and looked up at the demon-eliminating god Zhen Tianzun.
The next moment, the Demon-Subduing God Zhen Tianzun slowly lowered his head and looked over, as if he noticed Fang Zhixing.
Rustle, rustle~ Just at this moment, Fang Zhixing suddenly heard a noise in his ears, as if someone was whispering in his ear, disturbing his concentration.
The Demon-Subduing God Zhen Tianzun then became blurred and drifted away. The distance between them widened in an instant and he became as illusory and out of reach as the stars in the sky.
Fang Zhixing was startled and looked around.
This was a shocking sight. Out of nowhere, blurry outlines began to appear around him, like ghosts.
Buzz!
Chirp!
Countless noises came at once and filled his ears.
At this moment, Fang Zhixing felt like he had walked into a busy city. He heard many people shouting in his ears, but he couldn't hear clearly what they were shouting.
Gradually, he felt exhausted, dizzy, and increasingly uncomfortable.
“Wake up!”
A loud shout suddenly rang out.
Fang Zhixing came back to his senses and shook his head.
"Are you okay? Are you okay?" The gray-haired old man standing next to him looked nervous and worried.
Fang Zhixing shook his head and said, "I'm fine. Could those shadows just now be..."
The gray-haired old man nodded and said, “This is exactly what I reminded you before. When we communicate with the demon-killing god Zhen Tianzun, other Taixu creatures, especially those evil ones, will definitely come to seduce and deceive us.
If you are not resolute and are indecisive, the consequences will be disastrous. The tragedy of Shenzhenmen is a lesson for us."
When I realized the situation, I couldn't help but take a deep breath.
At this moment, he finally understood the pain of the warriors in this world.
When they were visualizing the totem, they were disturbed too much. It was like a dangerous situation. If they were not careful, they would fall over! In the world of Ji Shen, there was no such thing.
Thinking of this, Fang Zhixing came up with an idea and stood up and said, "Senior Fan, I'm a little tired. Let's stop here today."
The gray-haired old man nodded and said, "Okay, haste makes waste. You should sort out what I just said."
Fang Zhixing stood up, bowed and said, "I will come to see you tomorrow."
The gray-haired old man frowned and asked, "Do you have a place to stay overnight?"
Fang Zhixing said, "I have my own place to go, don't worry."
“…Alright!”
The old man in gray said no more.
Fang Zhixing turned and left, disappearing in a flash.
After a while, he found the thin dog.
At this moment, the thin dog was lying on the ground, panting and looking listless.
"Wow, you're finally back. If you hadn't come back, I would have died here." Xigou shouted in frustration.
Seeing this, Fang Zhixing no longer hesitated.
"promote!"
In a flash, his mighty power surged rapidly, and he was promoted to the Earthly Demon Realm incomparably smoothly!
【Law of Heaven and Earth: Bloody Slaughter of Tyrants】
[Special Effect 1: King Blood Domination (bloodthirsty, slaughtering the heavens and the earth, unparalleled in strength, domineering by nature)]
[Special Effect 2: Tyrant’s Heart (Kings fight for supremacy, tyrants have no heart. As long as you hit someone’s heart, you can dig out their heart)]
[Derived Explosive Skill: Crazy Scale Armor (Unstoppable, double the damage)]
“Haha, cool!”
Fang Zhixing couldn't help laughing out loud, and his mood instantly became extremely happy.
Almost at the same time! The dog trembled all over, and its ferocity increased.
[Bloodline: Hyena Wolf (Level 7)]
[Bloodline Magical Power: Dog Paddle (Lv7)]
[Bloodline Ability: Infinite Tracking (Lv7)]
[Bloodline Divine Power: Sound Moves Everything (Lv7)]
[Number of lives remaining: 36]
Without any surprise, the thin dog's bloodline was promoted to level seven as expected, and its official name was "Hyaena Wolf".
His personal dashboard has also become much clearer.
There is no explosive skill like "Tengu's Fall" that requires the sacrifice of life to perform.
There are only three bloodline magical powers left, all of which are level seven, each with its own unique uses.
Of course, the most important thing is that the thin dog lost 36 lives.
Although he can't be resurrected like the masters in Nirvana Realm, he really has a lot of lives.
The man and the dog looked at each other and laughed.
They passed through the crack and returned to the underground second floor.
Take the elevator to the top floor.
Fang Zhixing entered the practice room and waited.
He knew that the Sea God would most likely come out to inquire.
However, after waiting for a while, the sea god did not show up this time.
Fang Zhixing smiled slightly, revealing a sly smile.
After being promoted to the Earthly Demon Realm, he discovered that he had a fine control over his own blood and could control the intensity of his own aura.
So, he tried to hide his cultivation.
Unexpectedly, this operation was unexpectedly successful.
"Chi Jing didn't detect that I had become stronger!"
This time, Fang Zhixing not only made a breakthrough in his cultivation, but also left no trace, perfectly avoiding the eyes and ears of the Sea God.
"As powerful as Poseidon is, he also has flaws!"
Fang Zhixing was completely relieved. He sat down cross-legged, spread out the scroll of "The Divine Stick Technique" and began to study it carefully.
Suddenly, the system panel flashed with light.
[Shenzhen Stick Technique·Wu Zong·Full Level Condition: 1. Read the technique more than 3 times (1/3)
2. Visualize the totem once (not completed) 3. Refine 10 drops of life metal (not completed)]
"Hey, there are only three conditions. Is it that easy?"
Fang Zhixing smiled vaguely.
Come to think of it, he is now in the Disha realm, which should correspond exactly to the Wuzong realm.
Going hand in hand belongs to yes!
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
then!
Fang Zhixing focused his mind and studied the exercises carefully.
Time flies.
【1. Read the exercises more than 3 times (completed)】
Afterwards, Fang Zhixing put down the scroll, stared at the totem of the Demon-Subduing God Zhen Tianzun, and visualized again.
In a trance, the demon-eliminating god Zhen Tianzun appeared.
The huge figure was so clear that it seemed as if he were there in person.
Then, the demon-slaying god Zhen Tianzun suddenly moved, swung his black gold-colored stick, and hit him on the head.
"snort!"
Fang Zhixing opened his eyes wide, fearless and calm, and immediately used the power of Heaven and Earth.
His body grew rapidly, reaching a distance of 8,800 meters in one breath.
The majestic figure stands tall and straight, like an emperor emerging from the mountains, majestic and domineering, unstoppable!
"The waning sun!"
Fang Zhixing grasped the funeral knife and mobilized all his magical power, pouring it all into the funeral knife.
At the same time, the Funeral Blade also released all the energy stored in it.
Man and sword become one!
Let’s do it!
A waning sun slowly rises, spanning the void, emitting terrifyingly high temperatures, burning the sky and boiling the sea!
Boom! The black gold long stick hit the sun, and then! The sun exploded! The doomsday-like flames burned fiercely, sweeping across everything and destroying everything!
The black gold-colored long stick melted away, and the demon-subduing God Zhen Tianzun was also burned black and collapsed.
I don’t know how much time had passed before Fang Zhixing woke up with a smile on his face.
[2. Visualize the totem once (completed)]
[Awakening of the Stick Technique: Raise the Stick and Don’t Spare Anyone]
[Special Effect: When you use stick techniques to hit a target, you will definitely hit the opponent's weak points or vulnerable spots, causing maximum damage.]
Fang Zhixing blinked and smiled with satisfaction.
He hadn't been promoted to Wu Zong yet, but he had already awakened an explosive skill. This showed that he had already had a very deep understanding of the "Shenzhen Stick Technique".
Afterwards, he took ten drops of life metal and refined them step by step.
[The conditions required for the Divine Treasure Stick Technique·Wu Zong Chapter to reach the maximum level have been met. Do you want to upgrade? ]
"Ha ha……"
Fang Zhixing laughed out loud, he was so happy.
"Well, don't upgrade yet. Wait until we enter the Martial Saint World tomorrow and then upgrade."
Fang Zhixing made arrangements in an orderly manner, then stood up and walked out of the practice room.
Passing by the hall, he caught a glimpse of the thin dog lying comfortably on the sofa, watching short videos with his paws and grinning from time to time.
Is this a complete lie? Fang Zhixing looked disdainful, took a bath and had a good sleep.
The next day came in a flash.
Fang Zhixing got up early, walked out of the room slowly, and took the elevator to the second floor below ground.
He crossed the crack alone, intending to find the gray-haired old man and advance to the Wuzong realm.
As soon as it comes out!
Fang Zhixing's expression suddenly changed. The place where he appeared was not a deserted town, but a forest.
On a big tree, the bark cracked, leaving an arc-shaped crack.
Fang Zhixing walked out of the arc-shaped crack.
Apparently, the entrance and exit had changed, and Poseidon had mentioned this situation.
At this moment, the big tree was surrounded by smoke and dust, shadows were swaying, and roars were heard everywhere.
Someone is fighting!
Fang Zhixing took a quick look and quickly figured out the situation.
There were five people, four men and one woman, beating up a man in black robe.
The fight was extremely brutal, both sides were injured, one had an arm broken, and blood was gushing out.
"The cultivation base of these six people is not high, at most they are at the Great Martial Master level..."
Fang Zhixing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and released his spiritual perception to confirm that there were only barren mountains and wilderness within a thousand miles and that there were no masters around. Only then did he feel completely relieved.
He stood aside quietly, watching the fight with great interest.
The besieged man in black robe had a face full of wrinkles, an extremely pale complexion, a hideous look, and an evil aura. It was obvious at first glance that he was not a good person.
On the contrary, the five who outnumbered the minority were all righteous and filled with righteous indignation.
Puff~ blood spurted out!
The black-robed man was stabbed in the shoulder by a sword, leaving a bloody hole. Veins popped out on his forehead due to the pain, and his expression was distorted.
"Old Poison Scorpion, you're already injured, why don't you surrender?" the middle-aged man who stabbed the man in black robe scolded.
The old scorpion ghost was furious and tried to break out like a madman, but was blocked again and again.
Suddenly, he discovered Fang Zhixing and a sinister smile appeared on his face.
He just leaped up, stepped into the air, and shot over at incredible speed.
"Be careful, fellow Taoist!"
The five men's faces changed drastically and they reminded him urgently.
Fang Zhixing remained calm, picked up a branch and chopped forward.
The old scorpion ghost's heart skipped a beat, and he saw the branch rapidly enlarged in his pupils, with unstoppable force.
The next moment, three inches below his ribs suddenly exploded, and blood and intestines spurted out.
"You, how do you know my weakness is..."
The old scorpion ghost was horrified and fell down helplessly, his face full of reluctance and confusion.
Most of his waist was torn apart, almost as if he had been cut in half, and it was obvious that he was dead.
The five people who had rushed over suddenly stopped and were shocked to see that the old scorpion ghost had died on the spot with his eyes open.
The scene fell silent.
The five people looked at each other in confusion.
The man holding the sword stepped out, bowed his head and said, "I am Luo Wenchuan, the eldest disciple of Canghai Sect. Nice to meet you, senior."
Fang Zhixing nodded as a greeting and said calmly, "My name is Zhixing, a casual cultivator. I got lost and came here by accident."
Luo Wenchuan suddenly realized and said with a smile: "The five of us encountered the old ghost of the poisonous scorpion in Shanyang City. We chased him for seven days and seven nights and ran thousands of miles away."
Fang Zhixing asked, "Do you have a grudge against the old scorpion ghost?"
Luo Wenchuan said: "The old ghost of the poisonous scorpion is an evil cultivator, communicating with a certain evil god through his spirit, repeatedly summoning evil creatures, causing harm to all directions, and committing many evil deeds.
Our Canghai Sect is a reputable and upright sect. It is our duty to eliminate evil and defend the Way. Hunting down the old poisonous scorpion ghost is our responsibility."
(End of this chapter)