Chapter 782 Arsenal

At the same time that Fang Yuan closed the six senses, saw himself, and operated the Liuji Imperial Art.

In his dantian, the sea of ​​source power boiled, and a talisman inside seemed to be induced, ready to stir up trouble.

Of course, with the blockage of source power, as long as Fang Yuan is unwilling, the talisman seeds will still be unable to lift anything.

'This feeling...is a bit weird. '

Fang Yuan's expression moved, and he let go of the restraint.

Boom!

The black runes shone with brilliance, and for the first time, they did not enter but exited, exhaling a breath.

This breath quickly circulated in Fang Yuan's body, passed five barriers, broke six orifices, circulated for a small circle, and finally lurked in the dantian, turning into a slightly transparent true energy.

"This is the six extremes of true energy, the first small realm of the six extremes of the Imperial Art of Defense, is that all it is?"

Fang Yuan was a little surprised, and looked at his attribute bar again:

"Name: Fang Yuan (Nangong Wuwang)

Essence: 0.7

Air: 1.0

God: 0.5

Cultivation: no inflow

Skill: Liuji Yubingjue

Specialties: Implantation [level 6] (full level), piercing eyes [level 3], body of source power"

"Since it appears in the skill column, it means that you can use proficiency to improve it..."

Watching this scene, Fang Yuan couldn't help being silent.

The foundation of Liuji Yubingjue lies in the way of defending soldiers!

After cultivating six extremes of true qi, it can only bully Xuanpin and Huangpin's true qi for fighting, and it is also a waste of everything.

Its real purpose is to nourish the divine soldiers.

"And... at the beginning of the weapon, the higher the grade, the better, and the better the fit with the host... Only in this way can a virtuous circle be formed in which popularity raises soldiers and soldiers aura nourishes people, and finally accepts the aura of divine weapons to feed back, and the progress of cultivation Thousands of miles a day!"

Liuji Yubing Jue has three realms.

The first level is the six-pole realm, condensing the six-pole true energy, and then looking for a suitable magic weapon.

In fact, how difficult is it to find a magic weapon that truly connects with each other? Some warriors even get stuck on the threshold all their lives.

As for the second level, it is the realm of imperial soldiers, which cultivates the vigor of the six extremes, and then conceives and raises the spiritual soldiers, and can even improve the rank of the spiritual soldiers.

The last stage is the realm of feeding back. Introduce the spirit of the spirit soldier into the body, break through the barrier and sprint, and the martial arts will improve by leaps and bounds.

"At the second stage, the weapon can be taken out to fight the enemy, like an arm and a finger, and the third stage is to operate smoothly, and even protect the master by itself..."

Fang Yuan rubbed his chin: "Looks like... I need a magical weapon first, maybe I'm going to go to the arsenal tomorrow?"

"Wait a minute... the aura that helped me condense the six extremes just now, is it somewhat similar to the return of a divine weapon? It seems so plausible... What does all this have to do with the talisman?"

Even though his martial arts were getting better and better, Fang Yuan felt that there were still many doubts rushing to his face.

...

the second day.

In the twilight of the morning, Fang Yuan got up early to freshen up again, making the close servants who knew him as if they had seen a ghost.

"Once a dandy changes, everyone will feel that something is wrong... But there is no such thing as the soul seizing the body in this world, and I know all the memories of that dandy so well, no matter how much I check, I'm not afraid..."

Thinking so silently, Fang Yuan came to the arsenal of Shenbing Villa.

Although according to the rules, a son should go to pay his respects every day, but Nangong Wentian is really doting on dudes, these etiquettes are small things, so there is no need to pay attention to them at all.

"When choosing a spirit weapon, the higher the rank, the better, and the better it is at the beginning... In fact, according to the statement in the Imperial Weapon Art, some warriors have searched all over the world, but still can't find a spirit weapon that suits them. In the end, I had to find the materials to cast a handle by myself... This is still lucky, and what is even more unlucky is that I can only die in depression for a lifetime."

As the young master, he called to open the arsenal, and Fang Yuan went straight to the Cangbing Pavilion.

The attic was gleaming with cold light, and it was full of all kinds of spiritual weapons.

Among them, there are the most swords, guns and shields, as well as strange weapons such as meteor hammers and mandarin duck crutches.

Fang Yuan strolled among them, casually picking up a long sword.

This sword is about three feet long, the scabbard is simple and simple, and a bunch of red tassels is tied at the end of the hilt. With a slight push, a one-foot green edge will pop out, shining brightly, it can definitely be called cutting iron like mud.

"no!"

He looked at it, and a look of disappointment suddenly appeared on his face, and he looked down again.

A moment later, Fang Yuan came out of the Weapons Pavilion with a gloomy expression on his face: "In the huge Weapons Pavilion, none of them meet the requirements... I thought the difficulty in the secret book was exaggerated, but now it seems that I underestimated it." This technique..."

"There is no suitable spiritual weapon in the Hyogo, but it is a trouble. Do we have to buy it from outside, or even make it ourselves?"

How difficult is it to find a spiritual weapon that communicates with its master?

But if you cast it yourself, you will be more confident.

Fang Yuan was a little hard to choose for a moment, and suddenly, a pair of red dresses rushed in front of him: "Brother!"

The person who came was a woman in a red dress, with sword eyebrows on her temples, full of heroism, and at this moment she even took Fang Yuan into her arms: "What happened these two days, don't lie to me!"

"How dare I lie to Third Sister?"

Fang Yuan smiled wryly and touched his nose.

Nangong Wentian has three daughters and one son. Among them, the eldest daughter Nangong Qing and the second daughter Nangong Xiu are both married to young Junyan from other counties. Only the third sister Nangong Fu lives in her boudoir and has the best relationship with her younger brother Nangong Wuwang.

"it is true?"

Nangong Fu hangs a red whip on his waist. He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. He is also famous in several nearby counties with the 'Liren whip'. He has entered the seventh rank of martial arts and is a well-known chivalrous woman. At this time, he looks suspicious: "You What day didn't he sleep until the sun rose three poles above the sun? Moreover, it is absolutely abnormal to have a headache after seeing martial arts, but stayed in the martial arts pavilion for a whole day yesterday, and came to the warehouse today again!"

"I'm tired of playing, I don't want to continue playing, it's that simple!"

Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders: "I don't want to be a dandy again, so I just want to search in the arsenal to see if there is a way to bypass the leaky body!"

"Brother..."

However, Nangong Fu's eyes were red: "It doesn't matter if you can't learn martial arts, you have a father and a sister!"

There are only two older sisters above her, and since the younger brother was born, he has been regarded as a darling. Even the two older sisters who are married often write letters to ask about the situation.

'If there is a solution in the arsenal, why wait until now...'

Nangong Fu rubbed his younger brother's head comfortingly, but there was a trace of helplessness in his heart.

"By the way, the third sister came here to comfort me?"

Fang Yuan escaped from the claws of the female devil lightly, but his expression and tone were exactly the same as the previous dude.

Nangongfu immediately relaxed, and felt that little sense of alienation quickly disappeared, even she herself was a little surprised: "...Daddy is waiting for you in the study!"

...

Nangong Wentian looked middle-aged, with a jade-like face, slightly white temples, and handsome features, he must have been a rare handsome man when he was young.

At this time, seeing Fang Yuan, there was no expression of joy or anger on his face: "You went to the arsenal yesterday, and you read a lot of books?"

He is the master of the entire Shenbing Villa, what Fang Yuan did yesterday, naturally someone will report everything in detail.

"Yes, I also flipped through the Liuji Yubing Jue!"

Fang Yuan said calmly, "I want to practice martial arts!"

"Practicing martial arts... that's all... you can do whatever you want!"

Nangong Wentian seemed a little helpless: "I'll find you a few more good masters... One more thing, after a month, your eldest sister, eldest brother-in-law, second sister, and second brother-in-law will all come back to visit your relatives."

"Eldest sister and second sister?"

Fang Yuan couldn't help but smile.

This is the natural reaction of this body, after all, those two women are very fond of the former dude.

After he left, Nangong Wentian fell into deep thought, his eyes seemed to be a little hazy: "Looking at the hopeless state, he is full of energy, his dantian seems to be hidden in the abyss, and he chose Liuji Yubingjue, could it be this Is it God's will?"

"As for the change of personality, it's normal... Under the influence of magic soldiers, any warrior will have some changes..."

The owner of the Shenbing Mountain Villa, a second-rank master, has deep eyes, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

...

This day is destined not to be peaceful.

Outside the Shenbing Villa, in the dense forest.

The figure of a gray-robed man emerged, his body heaving and falling with the branches, as if he was as light as a feather.

He silently watched the villa, waiting for an unknown how long.

Hoo hoo!

A figure pounced like a big roc, and landed in front of the gray-robed man: "You are the contact person this time? Do you still understand the rules?"

The gray-robed man remained silent and just threw out a token.

This token is bronze in color, with a grimace in it, blue-faced fangs, fangs and claws, it looks very scary.

But the person who came like a big roc knelt down when he saw this token: "I didn't know that my lord came here in person, it's a death penalty!"

"Shenbing Villa...how is it?"

The gray-robed man's voice was hoarse and dry, like a desert traveler who hadn't drank water for a long time.

"It's calm, but Nangong Wuwang seems to have started thinking about martial arts recently, and next month, Nangong Wentian's two daughters, Nangong Qing and Nangong Xiu, will go home to visit their relatives!"

The man from the villa said calmly, but he knew everything about the Shenbing Villa like the back of his hand.

"The most important thing... what happened to that thing?"

The gray-robed man was not very satisfied, and continued to ask.

"I don't know..."

The person from the villa was a little apprehensive: "Nangong Wen is cautious by nature. I'm afraid even the dude and the three daughters don't know about the existence of that thing... However, I have groped until now, and finally gained trust. I can already guess the existence of that thing." general location of things."

"In that case..."

The adult holding the bronze ghost card immediately made up his mind: "There is no need for the Shenbing Villa to exist anymore. As soon as his two daughters arrive, we will immediately take action and send their family to the underworld for a reunion!"

Having said that, a sneer appeared on Ji Ren's face.

In front of him and the forces represented behind him, no matter whether he is a master of the third rank in the world or the leader of a big faction, he seems to have become a weak chicken and a sick cat, who can be slaughtered at will.

More importantly, the inner ghost of the Shenbing Villa clearly believed in this.