At the eighth level of the acquired sky, eyes are like torches, and the realm of internal strength!

...

The ninth level of acquired nature, the transformation of the human body, the realm of true qi!

...

Fang Hong was surprised that the martial arts realm could actually jump to level and advance? From the seventh level of acquired nature to the nineth level of acquired nature, hair loss, skin molting, muscles and bones seem to be recast, and the internal organs seem to be about to be renewed. These are signs of the transformation of the human body!

He rubbed the back of his hands, and the old skin faded away, revealing his new skin.

Tougher, younger, and whiter.

Even the life span is extended.

Fang Hong's body was filled with vitality, and his flesh and blood body developed again.

"It seems."

"The foundation is too strong, just skip the eighth level of the acquired inner Qi realm." Fang Hong knew that this was the subsequent effect of the Great Power Pill of the Holy Land God's Mansion: "The foundation of martial arts is not so mysterious, it lies in strength."

He has great strength, great qi and blood, and strong internal breathing.

Before he broke through, he had a huge power of 60,000 jin, surpassing the ordinary true Qi realm. When the realm was promoted, he would be strong and his blood would rise to a higher level.

"True Qi?"

He slowly raised his fingers.

A true energy hovered above the fingertips, transparent and colorless, and difficult to detect.

Under the sunlight, it shines crystal clear and wanders faintly, distorting the air without emitting a trace of heat.

Qi and blood are like furnaces, which are external manifestations of heat dissipation.

The true energy is extremely restrained and ever-changing, just like weaving silk, sometimes sharp and sometimes heavy, without any restraint.

Fang Hong recalled the records in the book: "The key difference between true qi and internal qi highlights a true qi!"

The internal breath and internal qi are all process of gradual manifestation through false cultivation and realization of the negative and positive qi in the body.

The truth of true qi is the origin and truth.

The extraordinary true energy can make people walk in a short time... and can be taken back if it is fought, which is considered sustainable use... As for more mysteries, it still needs to be explored, and it requires a little bit of exploration, which is not a day's effort.

Fang Hong has a high understanding and strong combat power, and the only thing he lacks is the accumulation of time.

but.

At young age, not enough time, but has a wild way of thinking!

"Use your body as the bowstring...a true qi bullet?"

"It is better to stick close to the body to form a wall of air than to fit the body surface, just like wearing a layer of armor, or even controlling the true energy to simulate a bronze garment? The dazzling light garment is so dazzling that it looks like it."

"The Wings of True Qi... Three pairs of shiny wings spread out on the back? It's a bit high-profile."

"pity."

"There is too little true energy."

Fang Hong pressed his eyebrows and pondered without saying a word.

The ninth floor of the acquired sky can accommodate nine true qi.

Of course, warriors with good roots and strong foundations can accommodate more true qi - for example, Shi Gaohu is the twelve true qi, and Zuo Qing, Jiang Kelan is the twelve true qi.

Martial arts geniuses are usually above twenty true qi.

Note.

The more the true qi, the stronger it is.

"current."

"There are only two realms in the first Jin Zhenqi realm." Fang Hong was not anxious, and suddenly smiled and saw two little girls walking out of the martial arts hall, like two deer, running over.

...

Most of the time later.

The three of them returned to the yard with a large bag of fruits and vegetables, as well as ingredients similar to tofu.

"I'm going to cook."

Fang Yao ran to the kitchen happily, and shook his hair slightly, black, delicate and clean, without his former timid temperament. Fang Hong's somewhat worried instructions came from behind: "Cough cough, don't add sour plum powder."

"Oh...well."

Fang Yao was depressed and a little disappointed.

Fang Hong didn't want to slam her enthusiasm for creating new dishes.

But……

For several days... the rice, vegetable porridge, buns, and the spring water I usually drink, the little girl devoted a handful of sour plum powder.

It's like a poor man turning over.

Suddenly I could eat delicious food I didn’t dare to hope for before.

Fang Hong's eyes flashed slightly, and he understood Fang Yao's little thoughts: "In Shi's mansion, Shi Yixiao loves to eat this kind of seasoning the most, but the servants and maids are not qualified to taste it. They look at it eagerly, drooling in their greed, curious about how sweet it tastes."

Does Fang Yao really like the taste of sour plum powder so much? Not necessarily.

What she yearned for was something she had been thinking about and did not dare to hope for in the past.

"well."

Fang Hong was a little distressed and pondered: "Mental health should not be ignored, otherwise, please visit Shi Yixiao? Or, recruit a few maids."

beside.

Fang Zhenzhen sat on the chair, her calf hanging in the air, and kicked her around.

This is one of the ways to practice Linghe Steps. She showed off to her brother: "Our teacher said that I am making progress in martial arts practice very quickly and will be able to break through to the third level of the acquired next month."

"It's great, it's great." Fang Hong smiled.

Eat the body tempering pill every day as sugar beans, and practicing martial arts for half a month is worth three years of hard work.

...

soon.

Dinner starts.

Fang Hong drank bone soup, smashed his lips, and couldn't help asking for advice: "Well, what color do you think is noble and eye-catching?"

It is very necessary to dye true qi.

Otherwise, transparent and colorless true energy will be shot out, which will be difficult to control.

He asked casually.

The two little girls spoke in unison: "Green!"

Fang Hong: "Uh...change one."

Fang Yao raised his hand and replied: "Silver."

Fang Zhenzhen pinched her waist and retorted: "Golden yellow is more noble... Gold is more expensive than silver."

The three of them put aside the argument and talked about the matter of buying a stove in the cold. Suddenly, a roar came from the alley outside.

“Huh?”

Fang Hong heard a roar that was not like a human voice, and the sharp sound of sharp claws passing through the wall.

He jumped into the air and jumped to the branch to see that two figures in the alley were chasing him... Zhang Gaomai!

In Fang Hong's perception, Zhang Gaomai had no sign of qi and blood being like a furnace.

Zhang Gaomai is still in the third floor after the day.

If a warrior is not a warrior, he will definitely die in the face of a monster.

So, whether to take action... Fang Hong showed a hint of hesitation on his face: "Surviving in a desperate situation, breaking it before standing. This may be an opportunity for Zhang Gaomai to break through."

“Another.”

"This is the middle district of the county town, with many martial artists. In theory, there shouldn't be monsters."

Fang Hong was muttering.

In the alley, Zhang Gaomai was covered in blood, gasping for scars, and had a hideous wound on his face that was cut by the demon's claws. A fear, fear, cowardice, unwillingness, and finally a determined look... He roared to the sky: "Don't bully the young man's poor!"

Bang!

The monster, who looked like a wolve, popped out his claws and slapped Zhang Gaomai on the face, his skin was blooming and his teeth fell off. His head was buzzing and he fell to the ground.

In his vision, Zhang Gaomai fell down instantly and was about to be cut open by the demon. Fang Hong was surprised and didn't follow the script?

"Okay."

After all, classmates had a sex... Fang Hong blinked his fingers slowly.

The palm of the palm is like a bow, and the fingers are like a bowstring, and suddenly a thread of invincible transparent true energy is shot out.

boom!

With just a moment, the head of a demon who looked like a wolve exploded directly.

Fang Hong did not show up, so he jumped back to the inner courtyard to comfort the two little girls with white faces.

"Brother, are you a monster outside? Let's run away quickly." Fang Yao was so scared that her face turned pale. When she heard the monster's roar, she felt horrified, and her heart was beating with volleys.

Fang Zhenzhen held her breath, whispered: "There is a cellar in the main hall... Just hide in and don't make any movement."

As for what...

A mere monster... Fang Hong said in a low voice: "It was shot in the head and died miserably. What should we do now?"
Chapter completed!