Chapter 1012 Crisis

"In this world, there are no supernatural powers and spells, only martial arts rule the roost!"

"And among the martial arts, the strongest is the true meaning of martial arts!"

Theoretically, this is a power that only Dzogchen warriors can master. Once mastered, they will not be afraid of low-level siege immediately.

After all, once mastering the power of artistic conception, it is equivalent to casting supernatural spells among ordinary people, and the gap is too great.

However, because it is too difficult to comprehend the artistic conception, and even a little carelessness will damage the spirit, "Ao Han Shen Jue" reminds one after another, do not try to comprehend the Frost Flower Picture if you have not reached the innate peak state.

"In the secret history of martial arts, there are still a few peerless geniuses who can successfully comprehend the artistic conception at the innate intermediate level, and later become invincible."

Fang Yuan stared at the map of frost flowers, his eyes became brighter and brighter: "This map of frost flowers is part of the rule of cold! Is it artistic conception?"

The so-called artistic conception is actually the subtlety of the Dao and the manifestation of the power of rules.

The reason why this world is like a hedgehog is because it is both fantasy and reality, dreams merge into the world, and the avenues are all changing, so he has nowhere to start.

But Fang Yuan discovered at this time that the true meaning of martial arts is actually an extension of the power of rules!

"Once I can comprehend more artistic conceptions, I can confidently touch the Dao of Heaven, the core of this world... thus breaking through the blockade!"

His eyes became brighter and brighter, and he found a way to break the situation.

While thinking about it, the picture of frost flowers became clearer in his eyes.

In the room, the temperature dropped sharply, and a layer of hoarfrost even appeared on the surrounding vases.

"Arrogant mood!"

Fang Yuan opened his eyes, there seemed to be a flash of white frost in his pupils, and raised his palm: "After comprehending the artistic conception, it complements martial arts. Although the skill has not increased, but when facing the enemy, the power is more than doubled. ...Of course, the most important thing is that from now on, I will not have the slightest bottleneck in practicing Aohan Shenjue to the Dzogchen realm, as long as the skill is reached, I can improve!"

"Of course, the comprehension of the artistic conception can also be divided into high and low realms. This is the gap between Dzogchen warriors."

Fang Yuan slightly estimated his own strength: "With my current strength, acquired and first-time congenital fighters will come and die as many times as they come, even mid-level congenitals are no match for me, and peak congenital skills are far stronger than mine. Strong, but I am also strong enough to protect myself."

With such strength, he can already be on the 'Wu Bang'.

But Fang Yuan did not show the slightest joy.

For a demon god who has traversed many worlds, what is such a small achievement?

"What's more, the target of the world should be coming soon!"

This kind of targeting is similar to the backlash of luck. It is not the kind that is struck by a thunderbolt, but it is guided by the situation, amplifying some of the most unfavorable factors, and making everything develop in the worst direction.

For ordinary people living in this world, this is a very terrifying thing, as if there is a god of death staring at you at any time.

Moreover, this bad luck will spread!

"Young master! Young master!"

At this moment, there was a rapid knock on the door.

Fang Yuan frowned slightly, and slowly recovered.

If it is an ordinary master, encountering this kind of interruption during the exercise, at least one will feel restless, and at the most serious one will go mad!

He opened the door and saw Zhang Long with an anxious face, he couldn't help asking: "What happened? Didn't I tell you that no one is allowed to disturb you during the retreat?"

"Report to the young master!"

Zhang Long swallowed, feeling that the young master was more dignified than usual: "The big thing is not good, Madam is seriously injured!"

"Oh, take me there!"

Fang Yuan's expression was calm, and he realized that this was the coming of the world's backlash.

The so-called wife is naturally not his wife, but Fang Tianhan's wife, Fang Xu's biological mother Jiang Lanxin.

Speaking of which, this lady was known as the Fire Phoenix Fairy when she was young, and she was also a well-known heroine in the Jianghu.

"what happened?"

Coming to a courtyard, Fang Yuan saw Xiaomei, Jiang Lanxin's personal servant girl, and asked immediately.

"Report to the young master!"

At this time, a man with the appearance of an old servant knelt on the ground: "The master and his wife found a thousand-year-old chilling vine that was about to mature when they were playing in Tianzhu Mountain. The master is trapped, the wife escaped by chance, but the poison in her body has already made her angry, and the villain is incompetent..."

‘Sure enough...is it a backlash? '

A sneer appeared in Fang Yuan's heart, but he said, "Take me there!"

In the boudoir, a middle-aged beautiful woman was lying on the bed, with a faint black air in the Yintang, obviously poisoned by extremely severe poison.

"Which one is the master who besieged my father from the Demon Sect?"

He sat on the edge of the bed and asked again.

"The one who had a dispute with the master was the Great Protector of the Demon Sect, Sun Yan, the poisonous fire demon king!"

Among the demon sects, the one with the greatest power is the Unrivaled Demon Emperor, who overwhelms the martial arts world and vaguely holds the title of the world's number one master.

And next, it's the deputy sect master and the great guardian. Among them, the poisonous fire demon king is ranked twenty-seventh in the martial arts list, and his strength is even higher than Fang Tianhan.

"Report!"

At this moment, Zhao Hu, Zhang Long's sworn younger brother, ran in and knelt down on one knee: "Young master...the big thing is not good, and my subordinates found out that the great elder intends to hold a meeting of elders and abolish the master's position as faction master!"

As soon as this statement came out, the expressions of the people in the room changed suddenly.

"Misfortunes never come singly!"

Seeing this, Fang Yuan sneered.

Of course, there are also power struggles and factions within the Junshan faction.

Of course, before Fang Tianhan suppressed everything with Dzogchen cultivation base, no one dared to resist.

As a result, the people of the sect master's lineage acted arrogantly and domineeringly, which caused a lot of dissatisfaction, among which Fang Xu took the lead.

Now, after hearing that Fang Tianhan was trapped and had a narrow escape from death, and Fairy Huofeng was poisoned, he immediately went into a fit.

"Great Elder Zhang Hanzhen, good, good!"

A cold light flashed in Fang Yuan's eyes.

At this time, if Fang Xu is still the same as before, there is no doubt that he has encountered a dangerous situation, a dead situation!

The only way out is to run away immediately, and it may not be possible to escape!

"With my current cultivation base, I can definitely run away, but I can't!"

Fang Yuan sighed inwardly.

His predecessor, Fang Xu, owed a lot of karma here, so how could he just walk away?

Perhaps it is said that in the dream, everything is illusory, but when the fake is true, the real is also false. Who knows if this is an intentional trap, so that this family relationship and regret will become obstacles in the way of cracking the dream?

Therefore, it must be resolved.

Fang Yuan stepped forward, held Jiang Xinlan's wrist, and slowly input an internal force.

"Fire poison? Sure enough, it was the poisonous fire demon king's hands."

As soon as he thought of this, frosty eyes flashed in his eyes, and the power of icy true essence immediately moved along the meridians at high speed.

The power of cold ice is originally against poisonous fire.

"Well!"

Not long after, Jiang Xinlan on the bed let out a low cry and woke up.

"lady!"

Seeing this scene, no matter the maid Xiaomei, the old servant, or even Brother Longhu were overjoyed: "You finally woke up?"

"Is it the profile?"

Jiang Xinlan said in a low voice, she knew very well that she was under the poisonous palm of the poisonous fire demon king, and only the inner strength of Zhibing Zhihan could suppress it. In the entire Junshan faction, only Fang Tianhan could do it.

"No... the faction master is still trapped, it was the young master who saved you!"

"Xu'er? Impossible!"

Jiang Xinlan's eyes regained consciousness, but she was still very weak: "Tianhan... is... in Yingjue Peak, occupying a favorable location, it should be able to last for a while, you wait for help from the martial arts masters!"

She said a few words and fell asleep immediately.

"It's okay, ma'am, this is too much vitality and needs rest..."

The old servant went up to get the pulse, and looked at Fang Yuan with a kind of inconceivable gaze: "Young master... your internal strength?"

"You are here to guard, I will come as I go!"

Fang Yuan didn't say much, turned around and left.

Junshan faction, the conference hall.

"Great Elder... How can you do this and cut off the sect master's retreat?"

A voice of grief and indignation came: "The faction master was only under siege, but still alive."

"That is the Great Protector of the Demon Sect, the Demon King of Poisonous Fire, and a Dzogchen master. We are waiting for a group of people, but at most they are only innately middle-level. How can we match? As for foreign aid, who is willing to fight against the Demon Sect for us? Come on, go through fire and water?"

The old voice was calm, but with extremely firm confidence: "Fang Tianhan died ten times without living, so there is no need to worry about it anymore, and when he was the leader of the sect, he was domineering and filled his own pockets. I have been waiting for a long time. In my opinion, the faction leader should be re-elected!"

"So... who do you want to choose?"

Fang Yuan walked outside the main hall, heard this sentence, couldn't help but sneered, and strode into the venue.

"Little Lord!"

An elder in his thirties greeted him immediately: "They...they..."

His voice was already choked up.

'The tree falls and the hozen scatter! '

Fang Yuan looked at the circle of elders, and couldn't help sighing silently in his heart.

When Fang Tianhan was around, they greeted them with smiles and bowed their knees, but at this time, all they saw was indifference and hatred!

Only Xu Yu next to him, because he was raised by Fang Tianhan, is more loyal.

"Fang Xu, what are you doing here?"

An old man in the middle frowned when he saw Fang Yuan coming.

He is the Grand Elder of the Junshan Sect, 'Zhang Hanzhen', the highest seniority in the Junshan Sect, his cultivation has already reached the mid-innate level, and he is one step away from breaking through the peak.

"I am also in the innate realm, why can't I come to the meeting hall?"

Fang Yuan smiled, and took a step forward: "Are you thinking of rebelling before the faction master is dead?"

When this question was issued, the faces of many elders turned pale.

"Hmph, rebellion? That's right, we want to rebel!"

The Great Elder, however, confronted each other: "You father and son, you have done so many things in the Junshan Sect, today is just a cycle of karma, and the retribution is not good!"

"Is it?"

Fang Yuan shook his head: "The Great Elder is so forgetful. Just three months ago, your grandson committed a crime in the downtown area and killed the son of the head of the Shunyuan Escort in the street. Why didn't the sect carry it for you?" Yes, there is also you, Elder Sun, you are responsible for the purchase of materials for our sect, and you have been greedy for at least 50,000 taels of silver, right?"

"And you...you..."

He casually pointed out the bad deeds of a few people, and the elders present all blushed and shouted angrily: "It's a bunch of nonsense!"