Chapter three hundred and seventy-eight preaching and teaching
"If you don't give it a try, how do you know it won't work? If you just sit there and wait for death, I won't call you Fang Xiu!"
Fang Xiu looked serious and unwavering. He believed that there must be a way out of Luoshen Valley.
"Stop daydreaming. With my strength, I can't even do it, let alone you."
Qi Yun didn't take it seriously.
"People should always have some fighting spirit."
Fang Xiu said.
"Do you have fighting spirit? I had it before... haha."
After saying that, Qi Yun fell aside and continued to fall asleep.
For thousands of years, he has been here almost all the time. Especially since he has eaten so much today, he must have a good rest and not waste his energy.
Fang Xiu looked up at the sky. It was gray, but he must clear the clouds and see the sun.
Fang Xiu sat cross-legged and quietly went to the other side of the river every day to look for good wild fruit juice. Qi Yun ate with great joy, his face even turned rosy, his body became much stronger, and the lost vitality was slowly returning.
"You are really my lucky boy, but you must be careful. If your wings don't work, we will have to chew tree bark again in the future."
Qi Yun curled his lips and said, the other party was very complimentary.
"I thought I was one of the best emperors in Parrot Island back then, but I didn't expect that I would be reduced to this level today. It's really sad and deplorable."
"Are you so powerful? You must be bragging, right?"
Fang Xiu curled his lips and said.
"Fart? I can brag? I don't know how many people admired my appearance when I was young. Who would be willing to endure the endless changes of time? Thousands of years have passed, things have changed and people have changed."
Qi Yun had a look of emotion on his face.
"Then how do I know."
Fang Xiu shrugged.
"Hmph, if a tiger doesn't show off its power, you treat me like a sick cat. People eat people but they have short tongues. My old man will teach you a few tricks today to open your eyes."
Qi Yundun became powerful and terrifying, completely different from his previous sickly state.
Fang Xiu's mind moved, his eyes burning.
"Look carefully, the three-inch world!"
Qi Yun raised his sword and stood on horseback, his shoulders hunched and his knees crouched. With his energy together, the storm followed.
"One inch of sky and space!"
The terrifying punches, thunderous surges, and powerful punches were like the power of the ancient times, and the space was distorted by him.
"Two inches of clouds are flying!"
The inch fist strikes again, the wind rises and the clouds surge, its power is as fierce as a tiger, the rocks shatter into pieces and the clouds and mist disperse.
"Three inches determine the world!"
Three inches of the human world, pressing hard with fists, leaping forward layer by layer, seemingly calm, just like King Fudo, with angry eyes, three steps of fists, thunderous and powerful, splitting mountains and cracking the ground, and turbulent waves!
boom--
The power of the heavy punch shocked Fang Xiu extremely. It was a three-inch move that made people unable to guard against it. In just one step, the power of the Nine Heavens could be unleashed.
"sharp!"
Fang Xiu's eyes were extremely sharp. This old man is really not simple. This three-step punch is indeed shocking. Although his strength is no longer as brave as it used to be, this fist is still quite powerful. At least Fang Xiu doesn't know how to do it.
Don't dare to show off his sharpness. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Qi Yun is still very strong now. King Wu is at his peak in the later period, but Fang Xiu is still a novice in front of him.
"How much you can learn depends on your ability."
Qi Yun glanced at Fang Xiu coldly.
"Hahaha! Thank you very much, Brother Qi, for teaching us."
Fang Xiu perked up, concentrated his mind, became extremely serious, clenched his fists, and began to practice with all his strength. Step by step, the long fist turned into a short fist, and the short fist turned into an inch fist. Within an inch, he could destroy the world with one punch.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Fang Xiu punched one after another, with a banging sound and a powerful force. Although it was not as terrifying as Qi Yun's three-step force just now, it was at least seventy-eight points similar, and the steps were good, and he directly hit a trace.
Three inches of majesty in the world.
Qi Yun's face was horrified and unbelievable. When his master taught him the Three-Inch Human Boxing Technique, it took him a full year and a half to master it before he could use it. Moreover, it was far inferior to Fang Xiu now. Could this guy?
Is he really the kind of legendary cultivation wizard who is unique among thousands?
"How is it, Brother Qi, am I practicing well?"
Fang Xiu let out a long sigh of relief and stood up after finishing his work. The light in his eyes was very dazzling.
In the three-inch world, one inch is better than the other. Fang Xiu is also extremely satisfied. With more practice, it is not difficult to reach the peak. The key is that the Eternal Supreme Body can definitely get twice the result with half the effort for cultivating skills, although it may not be able to reach the terror of Qi Yun.
Combat strength, but it is by no means easy.
"Ahem, it's not bad. It's just like me before."
Qi Yun coughed, with a stern look on his face, and couldn't help but blush. He was really not ashamed anymore.
"This three-inch world is not bad, but Brother Qi, isn't this the only thing he has? Don't you have some tricks up his sleeve? Let me learn more about it."
Fang Xiu smiled.
"You're trying to trick me into using my skills, but with your little strength, it's absolutely impossible to escape. Well, I can't always eat your wild fruits. You reserve a hundred years of rations for me, and I'll teach you.
You have my deadly swordsmanship."
Qi Yun said with a half-smile.
"With a hundred years of rations, I still have to pick wild fruits all over the mountains and plains."
Fang Xiu frowned and thought to himself, this old man is quite greedy.
"Okay, isn't it just a hundred-year ration? I'll cover it."
Fang Xiu said confidently.
"Okay, a gentleman's word, a whip of a horse!"
Qi Yun had an arrogant expression on his face. He couldn't get out of this damn place anyway, so he didn't panic because he had food in hand. He didn't want to eat the bark of this stupid tree.
"I'll go too!"
Fang Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly, flapped his wings, and flew directly over the river bank to the beautiful place on the other side.
Fang Xiu did not go to pick wild fruits immediately because he had already discovered some clues about these two river banks. This was the place where the Yuan pattern of the entire ancient battlefield was broken, so one side was rich in Origin Qi, and the other side was destitute.
As long as he finds the eye of the Yuan Pattern Formation, Fang Xiu will be able to break through it with confidence and escape.
Although he doesn't have absolute confidence yet, as long as he doesn't give up, there will definitely be an opportunity.
Coming here to pick fruits every day these days, Fang Xiu has been exploring the different energy fluctuations on both sides of the river bank, trying to find the center of the Yuan Pattern Formation.
Day after day, about a month later, Fang Xiu finally saved enough rations for Qi Yun for a hundred years. Countless wild fruits were stored by Qi Yun. It was much better than eating grass roots and chewing tree bark.
"Brother Fang, you are truly my blessing. Having you in this life is enough for me."
Qi Yun pulled Fang Xiu and said with a bright red face.
"Brother Qi, there is no need to be polite."
Fang Xiu withdrew his hand and smiled dryly. The old man looked at him with a look that was joyful.
"I am a man of my word. Since I have promised you, I will never let you down. I must show you this trump card today. I, Qi Yun, once upon a time, was also the leader of the Parrot Island and the Flying Boat.
A handsome young man."
Qi Yunying was so angry that for a moment, he seemed to be a different person.
"Look carefully, the Jade Blood Sword Technique uses the power of blood to melt the sword. This method should be used to kill one thousand enemies and damage oneself eight hundred. It must not be used unless it is absolutely necessary. However, once it is used, it can be used to leapfrog the enemy.
In battle, the green blood sword comes out, and you must drink blood."
Qi Yun stood up with his sword. The sword in his hand was already rusty, but it still maintained its domineering power.
"The sword rises in the wind, the falling sword is like a ghost, the blue blood rises to the red sun, the broken sword cuts the sky. The sword passes through the heart, the power flows from the hand, the energy and blood merge together, defeating the nine heavens of sorrow."
Qi Yun's powerful voice and sword-breaking power were calm and unhurried, but each sword carried the spirit of mutual destruction.
One after another sword energy, the shock was raging, Fang Xiu's heart was still, his eyes were meticulous, and he did not dare to make the slightest change.
This is indeed a killer weapon. It can injure the enemy by one thousand and damage itself by eight hundred. This already shows that this sword is a method that will never be used unless it is in a desperate situation of life and death. Moreover, it can also cause great harm to oneself. The Blue Blood Sword Art, so that
Fang Xiu was particularly shocked.
Although this Jade Blood Sword Technique is not as good as his Six Paths Hegemony Sword Technique, it is a sword technique that is eager for quick success and can achieve extremely strong combat power in a short period of time.
"good!"
Fang Xiu cheered repeatedly, and Qi Yun moved his sword around. Even though the blood was not completely poured into the sword, the terrifying energy was still quite awe-inspiring.
At the end of the sword dance, although there is no trace of blood, it gives people the feeling of a bloody battle.
"Brother Qi is indeed my senior, I admire you so much!"
Fang Xiu praised him repeatedly.
"It's just superficial. It's just that, even if we use all kinds of means, now we can only suffer the loneliness and pain here silently."
Qi Yun smiled slightly, his eyes full of bitterness. He was once high-spirited and high-spirited, but being trapped here and letting you be as brilliant as you are is useless.
"I believe that there is no perfect way for everyone."
Fang Xiu will keep the Blue Blood Sword Technique in mind.
At this time, Fang Xiu practiced sword practice for ten days and finally mastered the Blue Blood Sword Technique.
However, Qi Yun was sleeping soundly at this moment, and Fang Xiu quietly passed by again and entered the dense mountains and forests.
Fang Xiu kept searching, and he was already familiar with the Yuan patterns on both sides of the river. After deducing the Yuan patterns again and again, Fang Xiu had already made a preliminary plan.
Day and night, Fang Xiu was obsessed with the Yuan Pattern Formation. He spent three days and three nights there. Even if he risked his life, he must break through the so-called relics of the God of War. If he could not leave here, he would
He will only become the second Qi Yun waiting for death.
Fang Xiu is not willing to give in. He will never sit still and wait for death, even if he knows that the road ahead may make him deeply trapped and die without a burial place.
To live, you must have hope.
This time, Fang Xiu finally found a flaw in the Yuan Pattern Formation. The center of the formation was the Monkey King's Cave.
"It seems that we have to give it a try."
Fang Xiu took a deep breath. The Monkey King, who was half a Martial Emperor, was unparalleled in the world. Can they escape alive and escape from death?
"Ouch,"
"Ouch, ouch, ouch."
Fang Xiu frowned, because hundreds of monkeys were heading towards where he was, and the atmosphere around him seemed to have become colder and gloomier than ever before.
"Oops!"
Fang Xiu's heart sank. Could it be that the Monkey King is here too?