Chapter 24

Late at night, in the deep valley, there was silence.

The Zhou family didn't dare to disobey the current Fang Yuan at all. Even Fang Yuan's act of driving them out of the valley was regarded as some kind of eccentricity of the famous doctor, and they liked it so much that they really built a few temporary huts outside the valley. , living together in a hut.

They didn't know that Fang Yuan did this purely to avoid trouble.

Otherwise, if they know that what they eat is red jade spirit rice and drink spirit tea, wouldn't they be annoyed to death in the future?

After eating and drinking, Fang Yuan sat cross-legged on the bamboo couch, looking at the wound on his chest.

"Good guy...it's starting to heal..."

Originally, his physical fitness was extremely incredible. After eating a full meal of red corn and rice at night, he found that the sword qi wound on his chest was slowly healing.

At the same time, more and more heat flow gathered in the chest, making the affected area less painful.

"It's best to be able to recover quickly, otherwise there will be something wrong after all!"

This slight injury, originally with his medical skills and herbal medicine, can quickly disappear, but now he has discovered another important effect of red corn rice, which is even more gratifying.

Fang Yuan raised his mouth slightly as he recalled the harvest this time.

Even though he didn't have time to search the mansion this time, Song Yujie and Song Zhigao still brought him a lot of good things.

Leaving aside some gold, silver, jade and silver tickets, Song Yujie also has a martial arts secret book of Guilingxin Jue!

Obviously, this was Gui Lingzong's profound inner strength method, Fang Yuan immediately took it as his own honestly, and directly destroyed the original after memorizing it.

"It's because the Lingzong is not doing things properly!"

At this time, he silently recited the inner strength method, but Fang Yuan's complexion was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Because in several key positions of this secret book, there are obvious incompleteness. Obviously, there are several barriers, which must be passed on by word of mouth from a role like a master. This is also a kind of insurance for the profound internal strength.

In the past, Song Yujie could ask Song Zhong if he had any questions.

But what about myself? Even if Mr. Zhou is rescued, let him be determined to betray the biggest secret of Gui Lingzong, what is he dreaming?

"Huh... It seems that if you don't join those sects, or even make great contributions, you will get the true inheritance, it is really like a dream..."

Fang Yuan shook his head, glanced at his attributes:

"Name: Fang Yuan

Essence: 1.8

Gas: 1.6

God: 1.5

Age: 18

Cultivation level: Martial arts level 3

Skill: Black Sand Palm [3 layers]

Specialties: Medical Skills [Level 1], Planting Techniques [Level 3]"

At this time, behind the doctor, the first-level symbol jumped, and it became a second-level at once, and the content also changed accordingly:

"Medical Skills [Level 2] - You are already a good doctor in the world, and can treat most diseases. By using common herbs, you can get the greatest effect."

"Ordinary herbs, that is to say, elixir and the like, are ineffective..."

Fang Yuan shook his head, and immediately felt a little greedy.

Of course, the improvement of medical skills is just an incidental surprise.

What really made him happy was that through today's bloody battle, especially after killing Song Yujie, the proficiency of the third layer of Black Sand Palm suddenly increased, giving him a feeling that he could break through at any time.

"There are twelve passes in the Golden Lock Building. The first eight passes are opening, rest, life, Du, scene, injury, shock, and death... From the beginning, breaking through the Sanji Pass and entering the Zhongping Pass was originally a leap. It is also the threshold from the superficial martial arts to the first glimpse..."

Fang Yuan looked at his hands with a clear understanding.

The masters of the first three levels, not to mention that they can be seen everywhere in the rivers and lakes, are like crucian carp crossing the river, but the masters of the four or five levels are enough to be called elites, especially for young warriors.

Even though Song Yujie was reputed to have the style of the elders and youths of Song Dynasty, and the power of being young and blue, he was no more than a four-pass warrior at this time, which can be seen.

"From the fourth level, even if the proficiency is full, it seems that you have to take the initiative to improve?"

Fang Yuan looked at the full progress bar, without any hesitation: "Upgrade Black Sand Palm!"

Ding!

With a crisp sound, he suddenly saw the three-level words on the back of the black sand palm jump, and suddenly changed to four levels!

Four layers of black sand palms!

"Well!"

Fang Yuan gritted his teeth, and found that the palms of his hands became as black as ink, and the veins were raised high, like earthworms, and even spread all the way up.

Two streams of thick hot air were generated from his palm, all the way up his arm, broke through many dangers, reached his chest, and settled down again.

This feeling of heat flow is different from before. Not only did it not dissipate after occupying the position of his lower abdomen, but it has a more solid taste as time goes by.

"This is... the inner breath!?"

Fang Yuan's face beamed with joy.

"The four layers of the Black Sand Palm have transformed from the outside to the inside, producing inner breath?!"

This inner breath is the essence of a warrior's qi and blood, and it is the foundation of all advanced martial arts. The sword energy Song Yujie used before is actually a kind of use of inner breath.

But Fang Yuan's sword qi almost collapsed at the touch, if not for the unexpected poison effect of the black sand palm, he might have died this time without a place to bury him.

"It's just that the internal strength of the Black Sand Palm is extremely shallow, and it can't compare to the inner strength of the real great sect... Five levels are the limit..."

Fang Yuan can be sure that his current attainment of Black Sand Palm is only one step away from the founder Kou Feng.

He looked at the explanation:

"Black Sand Palm [Fourth Level]—Outer sect technique, practiced to great success, the fleshy palm is stronger than steel, powerful enough to smash gold and jade, a total of five levels, currently the fourth level. With poison strengthening, internal breath strengthen!"

"Having internal energy, you can break through again!"

Fang Yuan took a deep breath, mobilized the strength in his lower abdomen, and began to attack the fourth pass, Dumen.

Click!

With a soft sound, everything came to fruition, and the heat flow in his lower abdomen suddenly grew stronger, and it seemed to be moving a little more nimbly in his body.

"The level of martial arts is the level, and the realm of martial arts is the realm!"

Fang Yuan thought quietly.

He is now an out-and-out martial arts master of the four levels. If he practices hard qigong again, he can quickly advance to the fourth level, but it is impossible to break through another level of martial arts and gain an increase.

Moreover, to break through the fifth level, it also depends on which martial art is the first to break through the fifth level, and it has nothing to do with the level of martial arts. Therefore, people in the martial arts are most taboo to be mixed.

"The fourth level of martial arts requires internal energy, so the Eagle Claw Kung Fu has no corresponding mental method, and it is only at the level of the first three levels...but once it is matched with the mental method, it will immediately advance by leaps and bounds, and has the potential to hit the level of the three dangerous levels! "

Fang Yuan's expression was somewhat solemn.

The potential of the black sand palm is the same as that of hard qigong, which is the fifth level.

If he wants to break through the wounded door, he still has to find a more advanced martial arts to practice.

"But this incomplete version of Gui Ling Xin Jue, even if I have eight guts, I don't dare to use it rashly. I don't know if this attribute column can be completed at the end, or it can be directly deduced from the Black Sand Palm..."

Fang Yuan rubbed his chin, then burst out laughing, knowing that he was not greedy enough.

At this time, he withdrew his inner breath, and his hands immediately returned to normal. He looked like a young man with a weak crown, and it was absolutely impossible to connect with the scourge-like murderer before.

"Has the increase been completed?"

After a while, the heat flow after breaking the level receded. Fang Yuan looked at his attribute bar, and saw that there had been a huge change:

"Name: Fang Yuan

Fine: 2.2

Air: 2.0

God: 1.5

Age: 18

Cultivation level: Martial arts level 4

Skill: Black Sand Palm [four layers]

Specialties: Medical Skills [Level 2], Implantation Techniques [Level 3]"

"The greater the danger, the greater the opportunity, the higher the martial arts, the harder it is to break through, especially the three dangers. If you fail to break through, go crazy, or die, it is possible, but the rewards will definitely be the most generous!"

Seeing Fang Yuan whose Jing Yuan and Qi Yuan both rose sharply, the smile on the corner of his mouth widened.

At this time, the sky in the east is white, and the morning light shines through the windows and falls to the ground.

"It turned out that before I knew it, it was already midnight!"

Fang Yuan sighed and stood up, stretched his legs and feet, but found that there was no smell of blood clogging, instead he was extremely energetic, especially the wound on his chest, which had begun to scab.

Judging from this speed, recovery is a short-term thing, and even scars may not be left.

"Sure enough, people are in good spirits on happy occasions!"

With a chuckle, he walked out of the door and was about to get some clear spring water to make tea.

At this moment, he frowned, and saw Lin Benchu, brother and sister Zhou Wenwu at Taniguchi, waiting there with one person supporting him.

"Old man Zhou Tong, thank you little layman for saving my life!"

Master Zhou didn't look very old at that time, but he was in good spirits at this time. After seeing Fang Yuan, he immediately shook off the hands of Zhou Wenxin next to him, and tremblingly, he was about to salute.

"Grandpa, you just recovered from a serious illness, you still need to rest more!"

Fang Yuan dismissed it casually.

"Well, you go down first, I have something to talk to the little layman!"

Zhou Tong turned his head, looked at Zhou Wenwu and his brother and sister with a stern voice, and then clasped his fists at Member Lin: "I am very grateful for Brother Lin's help this time!"

"Haha, brother Zhou is polite, you are too polite!"

Member Lin was a well-rounded person who knew at a glance that Mr. Zhou had a private matter to spy on with Fang Yuan, so he said, "I happen to have something else to do, let's go first!"

Immediately took Zhou's brothers and sisters and withdrew from Taniguchi.

"Mr. Zhou has something to say, please!"

After a while, Fang Yuan brewed a pot of tea and asked quietly.

"This tea..."

Mr. Zhou picked up the teacup, took a sip, and his complexion suddenly changed: "It's really good!"

Since there were outsiders around, Fang Yuan's tea was naturally not spiritual tea, but this tea was also cultivated by him himself, and it also had tea ceremony skills added, which immediately shocked Zhou Tong into a heavenly man.

"The person who can make this tea must be an extraordinary person, so the old man said it bluntly..."

After a cup of tea, Master Zhou sighed quietly: "Oh! The family is unlucky, and the little layman laughed!"

It seems that he is not ignorant of his own situation.