Chapter 269 Is that a White-Level Pagoda?

"Fu'er, why are you like this!"

Murong Bo looked at Murong Fu who was lying limply on the ground, with tears streaming down his face. At this time, Murong Fu's face was still ferocious and his appearance was crazy.

Murong Bo lifted him up and wanted to help him heal his injuries, but Murong Fu moved his slightly misplaced arm with difficulty and placed it on his Tanzhong point.

"Fu'er, you..."

Murong Bo looked at his son in disbelief, and Murong Fu's face was full of madness.

"Dad, since you have become a monk regardless of the great career of the Murong family, what's the use of keeping this skill? You might as well give it all to me!"

After Murong Fu absorbed Murong Bo's skill, he slightly recovered from his injuries, his expression became even crazier, and he started to reverse practice Beiming faster to absorb Murong Bo's skill.

"Fu'er, do you think so..."

Murong Bo already felt guilty towards Murong Fu, but after hearing this, he stopped resisting and let Murong Fu absorb his power.

The Qi of Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan was like an introduction, which finally promoted the transformation of Murong Fu's internal skills. At this time, the change from quantity to quality allowed him to cross the "Three Flowers Gathering at the Top" barrier.

The most magical thing about Beiming's Qi is here. Although the Star Absorbing Technique of later generations can also absorb alien Qi, it can absorb it but cannot refine it, and cannot turn it into one's own use. However, Beiming's magical technique can.

Just like Xu Zhu in the original work, he was lucky enough to obtain and digest the skills of the Three Elders of Xiaoyao, and became the most supreme master in the world. With more than two hundred years of pure Qi, his sword and body will be directly protected by the Qi. Bounce away, even if an innate master wants to kill him, it will take a lot of effort.

Murong Fu had absorbed countless various skills previously. Although most of them were wasted, some of them were accumulated in the eight extraordinary meridians in his body. At this moment, it promoted his own transformation and allowed him to advance quickly.

Murong Fu suddenly let go of Murong Bo. The latter fell weakly to the ground, but he could barely hold himself up. Although his energy was greatly damaged, he saved his life.

"Ah...what did I do...ah..."

Murong Fu looked at Murong Bo who was weak and fell to the ground. He suddenly held his head and yelled as if he was very regretful. Suddenly he yelled again. Waves of halos flickered around his body. He was directly in the air. The ground started to roll.

"Fu'er, Fu'er, what's wrong with you..."

When the weak Murong Bo saw Murong Fu like this, he just thought that he had practiced evil skills and turned into a demon. But now that his true energy was almost sucked out by Murong Fu, he could not save others and could only look at the sweeping monk.

"Master, Fu'er was harmed by evil spirits. His nature is not bad. Please save him!"

Murong Bo asked the sweeping monk for help and kept kneeling and kowtow. The sweeping monk could tell Murong Fu's true situation with just one glance, but he pondered for a moment and chose... to go over and help Murong Fu.

"Old monk!"

Murong Fu, who was rolling on the floor, suddenly became angry when the sweeping monk lifted his shoulders. It turned out that he was just pretending to be possessed, and he was just gambling on the sweeping monk's compassion.

Murong Fu had just broken through to a new level, his head was rarely sober, and he knew in his heart that he was no match for the sweeping monk, so his top priority was to save his life, so he chose to pretend to be possessed.

He has a good idea in mind. Shaolin monks have always been pedantic and emphasize "put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately." As long as he pretends to be obsessed, there is a small chance that the sweeping monk will save people. Even if he does not save people, at most he will stand by and watch him. " Go to hell".

Unexpectedly, the situation was better than he imagined. The sweeping monk actually chose to rescue him. This gave him the opportunity to make a sneak attack. He thought that he would have the opportunity to use the old monk's advanced skill of "Zhen Qi to form a wall" for his own use. , Murong Fu couldn't help but be so excited that he was in high spirits.

With a bang, Murong Fu hit the sweeping monk's abdomen with both hands. This change happened suddenly and beyond everyone's expectation.

But the sweeping monk's martial arts were so advanced that Murong Fu couldn't deceive him with this little trick, but he still chose to "rescue people" because he felt in Murong Fu the opportunity to make another breakthrough.

The sinister smile on Murong Fu's lips froze on his face. He tried his best to perform the reverse training of Beiming, but he only felt a majestic force destroying the meridians in his body. His face was as white as paper, his body expanded rapidly, and he was almost beaten by Yi Jin Jing Shen Gong. The black-level pagoda's true energy exploded on the spot.

The Yi Jin Jing Sheng Gong pays attention to absorbing the power of heaven and earth into one's own body, promoting its own comprehensive evolution and transformation, turning external forces into internal forces, endlessly taking and using them, and ultimately pursuing the profound state of the unity of nature and man.

The higher the skill, the stronger the energy absorbed, which can be said to be endless, endless, and has the characteristic of "tolerating all things".

At the same time, the true qi of the Yi Jin Jing also has a strong assimilation and inclusiveness. Any kind of internal force can be absorbed by the "Yi Jin Jing" and merged into the true qi of the Yi Jin Jing.

Xu Xin found the right method and continued to use various spiritual substances to promote the faster transformation of the Yi Jin Jing's true energy. He was able to reach the Black Level Pagoda of the Yi Jin Jing in just over a year. It can be said that it has never been replicated in the past. of a miracle.

The Sweeping Monk's Black-Level Pagoda of the Yi Jin Jing is much more advanced than Xu Xin. If Murong Fu's Qi is compared to a water ladle, then the Sweeping Monk's Black-Level Pagoda's Qi is like a vast ocean.

The snake-tongued elephant can burst its belly and fill the sea with a ladle? Isn't that just courting death?

But the strange thing is that Murong Fu did not die because the sweeping monk took action. Then they saw the sweeping monk's right palm swing out, hitting Murong Fu's Tianling Cap with a soft crack.

This palm was as soft as cotton, but if the true qi was released lightly, Murong Fu's skull would be smashed and exploded directly. However, the sweeping monk did not kill him, but used the torrent-like black-level pagoda true qi to instantly break through Murong Fu's reverse Beiming true qi.

"Ah..."

Murong Fu screamed, blood oozing from his mouth and nose, and a trace of black air was emitting from his seven orifices.

The black-level pagoda of Yijinjing emphasizes the unity of man and nature. When practicing, it seems to be one with heaven and earth, attracting the power of heaven and earth.

If the black-level pagoda is used to defend against the enemy, it can make the enemy fall into hell, as if being tortured by the torture of hell, eroding the enemy's spirit, destroying the enemy's will, making people lose their fighting spirit, and winning without fighting, so it is named black-level pagoda, which means pagoda hell.

At this moment, the sweeping monk used the black-level pagoda true qi to destroy the reverse practice of the North Sea Divine Art and all other true qi in Murong Fu's body. The method was quite rough, so Murong Fu felt the torture of the boundless pagoda hell.

All the top skills he had finally obtained in the world were involuntarily poured out, and all the pores were leaking "qi". The process was very painful, but nothing could stop it.

"You, crippled me..."

Murong Fu only felt that the true qi under his control was forced out of his body by the black "qi". He felt that his limbs were all sore and his mind was drowsy. The foundation of the reverse practice of the North Sea was completely destroyed, and he was afraid that he would become a cripple.

The sweeping monk did not answer him, but continued to operate the black-level pagoda.

Xu Xin, who was far away, looked at the sky and could faintly see a black smoke. In a trance, he seemed to see a ray of white light. Was it the white-level pagoda?