Chapter 781 Six Poles

Squeak!

The black door of the Martial Pavilion opened, and a ray of sunlight poured down, carrying a faint yellow vicissitudes of life.

Fang Yuan's body trembled, and he felt several eyes staring at him, and then quickly receded.

'This should be the master worshiper of Shenbing Villa...'

He ignored it and went shopping on the first floor.

The bookshelf is made of hemlock, which is dark and heavy, not afraid of moths, and can be preserved for three hundred years without decay. The secret books are neatly arranged, with a nice smell of ink.

"The Martial Arts Pavilion is divided into six levels. The higher the level of skills, the more magical secrets, the kind that ordinary people in the world would risk their lives for even one page..."

Fang Yuan was not as good as Gao Muyuan, he randomly pulled out an ancient book at the bottom, and quickly flipped through it.

"Rolling Stone Fist!"

This is the name of this boxing manual. It is straightforward. After opening it, the description inside is also extremely concise, but the images are lifelike, especially the human body structure diagram, which is extremely detailed and clear at a glance.

"This boxing book seems to be the type that even the most ordinary disciples of Shenbing Villa can learn. It can be regarded as a superficial and unrefined kung fu, but it is also a killing skill that has been honed over time!"

Fang Yuan nodded secretly.

Since the birth of this world, it has respected martial arts and suppressed literature. For such a long time, ordinary fighting skills have already been developed to a peak level of skill.

Those who can write books and create biographies, and be popularized, definitely have their merits.

"The way of martial arts, the first thing is to feel the sense of energy, move it around the sky, and then strengthen the blood and blood, and gather internal strength... Clear the acupoints..."

After reading the rolling stone boxing manual, Fang Yuan has a general understanding of the martial arts in this world.

He kept walking, and then began to flip through other books.

"Three Blood Swords"

"Broken Jade Palm"

"Shadow Legs"

...

After all, Shenbing Mountain Villa is a second-rate power in the Jianghu. The bottom-level martial arts secrets have been collected a lot, some of which are not only the original rare books, but also supplemented by later generations, and troubleshooting on cultivation, etc., are very comprehensive.

Sometimes, there is only one secret book, but the related medicinal baths, weapon making methods, enemy skills, etc. occupy another bookcase.

"If the martial arts here can be topped by proficiency, I can choose one at random and improve quickly...Of course, among the secret books, the upper level of the martial arts pavilion is definitely better than the lower level. The sixth level should be the magic weapon. The Villa’s subduing magical skill——Liuji Yubingjue.”

Even if he reads like flipping the pages of a book, by the time he finishes reading the first floor of the Martial Arts Pavilion, half a day has passed, the dude's stomach growls, the sun is setting, and the light turns orange red.

Fang Yuan put down the last volume of "Ming Yu Jue", rubbed his eyes, and started to climb the stairs.

The second floor, the third floor... He quickly passed by and came straight to the sixth floor.

"The most basic martial arts can make me more familiar with the power system and rules of this world... and apart from them, this Liuji Yubing Jue can make me a little interested." '

In fact, with those foundations, Fang Yuan is even confident that he can deduce a secret book of magical skills by himself.

Of course, the skills deduced by himself still need experiments to demonstrate its power, etc. Fang Yuan didn't have this skill, so he just picked up the best secrets to practice.

As the attic goes up, the area becomes smaller, and on the sixth floor, there is only one room.

There was a small table in the middle of the room, and a black iron box was placed on it. The bottom of the box was completely connected with the table, and it took root.

"Although I don't know why this physical father put the secret book in the martial arts pavilion, but I still find it very strange..."

Putting the secret book here, if the martial arts pavilion falls, wouldn't it be that all the secrets of oneself are exposed to the enemy?

Regarding this habit, Fang Yuan could only roll his eyes silently.

"Hmm... I remember this physical father brought him here. The real secret book is not obtained in this way. There is only a poisoning mechanism in that box..."

Fang Yuan went to a corner of the room on his own, and lifted a certain board.

In the interlayer, a dusty book slipped out.

"Six Extremes Imperial Armament Art, an earth-level skill, is enough to cultivate to the first-rank state, and it is also a symbol of my Shenbing Villa..."

Fang Yuan muttered.

The so-called four levels of heaven, earth, xuan, and huang are also the division of secret books and treasures that have been handed down from the rivers and lakes.

Huang Pin's secret book, one can learn martial arts and get started, it is the path for ordinary people to reach the sky.

And the secrets of the mysterious level go a step further, and are already enough to be the treasures of some small sects.

The secret book of earth rank, which can cultivate warriors to the realm of the upper third rank, is the real reliance of those great schools handed down from generation to generation.

Liuji Yubingjue can be cultivated to the first rank, which is also a top rank among the prefectures.

As for the heavenly level? That corresponds to the Celestial Warrior, it is already transcendent and holy, pointing directly to the great way, Fang Yuan does not expect to have it now.

"Six extremes of imperial soldiers, the most important thing is to 'resist', practice the six extremes of energy, find a spiritual soldier, spend your life and practice, accumulate over time, even ordinary iron has the ability of a magical soldier, such as arms and fingers, soldiers move at will, flying kills ..."

The previous dude had no hope of practicing martial arts, so he didn't read this secret manual very carefully.

At this time, Fang Yuan was hungry and thirsty, and quickly recited it.

However, the more he read it, the more confused he became: "This Liuji Yubingjue is a bit crooked... The focus is on training and raising soldiers. The internal force that is cultivated is known as the Liuji Qi. It's just inferior, only warming and nourishing the gods has some effect. '

He frowned slightly, as if he could see clearly.

The most important thing about this magic weapon villa's township technique is to find a suitable magic weapon and then practice it with your life. The longer it takes and the more effort you put into it, the greater the power will be.

"Although some swords are biased, I have no other choice. That's it... Anyway, with the savings of Shenbing Villa, I can definitely find a good weapon!"

Fang Yuan rubbed his brows and walked out of the Martial Pavilion.

"Little Lord!"

There, an old servant with white hair and eyebrows, dressed in sackcloth, and smiling like an old chrysanthemum greeted respectfully, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"Forbe!"

Fang Yuan also yelled with a smile.

In the impression of the dandy, this is the big steward of the entire villa, with a lot of power.

But at this moment, looking at it from his eyes, it is even more different: "This old guy is a master... Although I don't know how high he is, but he is very close to the guard of the Wu Pavilion. Could it be that he is also a third-rank man?" master? Nangong Wentian is only at the second rank, so he is unlikely to recruit a first-rank warrior to work hard, so it is between the third rank and the second rank? '

Fang Yuan suddenly felt that the water in Shenbing Villa was a bit deep.

As a second-rate sect, there are one second-rank and two third-rank warriors known at this time, which can definitely be called powerful.

But the strange thing is that despite possessing such strength, Shenbing Villa has been shrinking and rarely expanding its strength, as if satisfied with this tyrant's posture, willing to live as a landlord and rich man in the countryside.

‘Ancient ninjas often have unfathomable schemes! '

Fang Yuan's eyes flashed.

At this time, Uncle Fu said with a smile: "Young master... the master knows that you are studying hard today, and is very happy, but it is wrong to forget dinner, so I specially ordered this old slave to bring it!"

He was carrying a box in his hand, and when he opened it, there was a bowl of thick and fragrant soup inside.

"This cup of ginseng black-bone chicken soup is made of 300-year-old ginseng, plus Qiqiao black-bone chicken, and simmered slowly for three hours. The taste is the best..."

Forbe introduced in a rambling manner.

"Well, thank you! I happen to be hungry too..."

This dude didn't know why before, he was a little afraid of Nangong Wentian, and rarely had meals together.

At this time Fang Yuan didn't say much, just took it and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Um?"

As soon as the soup was eaten, Fang Yuan noticed something was wrong.

The astonishing power of the medicine rose directly in his lower abdomen, turning into air and rushing around.

It's not like being poisoned or something, but purely emptiness.

'Damn it... this dude has been eating this kind of medicinal diet before? The power of great tonic is so overbearing, it is not tonic, but to kill... Wait a minute...'

Fang Yuan's expression moved, and he suddenly thought of the leaky body of the dandy, and a gap was suddenly released in the blockade of source power.

Hoo hoo!

Immediately, all the medicinal power was absorbed by that talisman, leaving nothing behind.

Just when the talisman was about to cause trouble, Fang Yuan had a thought, and a large amount of secondary source power rushed up and filled the hole again.

"I don't know why... I feel that this soup is too nourishing today, and I feel like having a nosebleed..."

After drinking, Fang Yuan sniffled and said deliberately.

"It seems that the fire in the kitchen is too hot, this old servant will go down and scold them!"

Uncle Fu took back the soup bowl, bowed again, and left.

Fang Yuan watched the old man leave, but there was a trace of coldness in his eyes: 'It seems... Nangong Wentian is aware of the abnormality of Nangong Wuwang, what does this mean? Medicine man? '

late at night.

Fang Yuan sat cross-legged, dismissed all the maids and servants, looked at the incense burner in front of him, and fell into deep thought.

"With Nangong's hopeless body full of leaks, what he eats will leak anything, and the tonic medicine is useless at all. The only function is to nourish the rune in the body..."

'From this point of view, there may be a conspiracy in this? '

'Of course, even if you know, you can't break the situation. If you speak out rashly, if you have malicious intentions, you will be dead...'

‘The top priority is to improve your strength as soon as possible! '

At this time, without thinking too much, he began to recall the exercises of Liuji Yubingjue.

Speaking of which, although the Martial Arts Pavilion in the Shenbing Villa has a rich collection of books, the most are yellow-level exercises, and the mysterious grade is enough to attract a lot of coveted Xiaoxiao.

The only one at the prefecture level is this set of Liuji Yubingjue.

Although it felt that the way was a bit crooked, but Fang Yuan was also on the verge of shooting at this time, so he had to do so.

"Heaven has six poles, and humans have six senses. The first step in the Six Pole Armor Art is to start with the six senses, fall into a state of profound silence, and then circulate the sky to condense the six poles of energy!"

After pondering about the exercises, Fang Yuan immediately started to practice.

Although this first step is extremely difficult to get started, for Fang Yuan, closing the six senses and looking inside the whole body is just a matter of leisure, and he entered the state in a moment.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!