The Power of Heaven and Earth training room is also next to the energy room training room.
In fact, there is not much difference between the two, it is just a few previous training rooms that have been specially renovated.
The power of heaven and earth is more domineering than ordinary energy, and the surrounding walls have been reinforced.
When Fang Ping arrived, many sixth-grade warriors were waiting.
Including several deans!
Seeing Fang Ping coming, Chen Zhenhua, the dean of the School of Liberal Arts, immediately said: "Fang Ping, can you provide the power of heaven and earth? You said before..." Fang Ping said seriously: "Dean Chen, what men will say
Isn’t it possible?”
Chen Zhenhua was stunned at first, and then almost wanted to slap him to death!
I'm talking about business!
Fang Ping did not continue the topic. What did this group of old men know?
"Dean Chen, does a sixth-grade pinnacle like you consume a lot of the power of heaven and earth?"
Chen Zhenhua pondered: "Actually, the main reason why we consume the power of heaven and earth is to experience the composition of the power of heaven and earth and stimulate changes in ourselves, so as to achieve the unity of essence and blood.
In terms of consumption, it is actually not too big, but no matter how sealed the training room is, there will still be power consumption.
In fact, when we are inside, we will consume it. If it is supplied to me alone, I will consume at least about 10 pounds in a day."
Song Yingji on the side said: "We warriors who have not reached the peak of the sixth grade actually consume more."
"Um?"
Fang Ping was a little surprised. Song Yingji explained: "We are actually trying to use the power of heaven and earth to seal the gate of the triple burner. However, if the gate of the triple burner is not closed, the energy consumption will be faster..."
Song Yingji continued: "Of course, because our physical strength is not as strong as the sixth-grade peak, the time spent here will be shorter, but it will probably consume 10 Lun."
"That is to say, at the end of the day, everyone consumes 10 pounds. In our school, there are about 30 sixth-grade students, and that is 300 pounds a day..."
Before Fang Ping finished speaking, Chen Zhenhua said: "That's not true. We can't stay in there all the time. If we stay there for a long time, it won't have any effect, and the body won't be able to bear it. Under normal circumstances, once every five days is actually enough.
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In a month, just come five or six times."
"That means one person will consume about 50 pounds..."
Fang Ping said, considered for a moment and said: "I can only provide about 500 Lun, which is to meet the cultivation needs of 10 people..."
Chen Zhenhua said with joy before he could finish his words: "That's enough! You can really take this as a daily practice. Do it twice a month, then we can take turns practicing... Fang Ping, are you really good at it?"
500 Lun of the power of heaven and earth may not sound like much.
It is really necessary to burst out 500 Lun of the power of heaven and earth, which is comparable to the full force of an eighth-grade peak powerhouse, exhausting all the power of a single blow.
That day, Old Man Li's sword move to kill the eighth grade was actually about the same as the burst of 500 Lun of Heaven and Earth Power, maybe a little higher.
If replaced by an explosion of energy and blood, that would be an explosive power of about 25,000 to 30,000 calories.
In fact, a sixth-grade powerhouse cannot explode with such great power.
For a normal sixth-grade peak powerhouse, the upper limit of Qi and blood is 10,000 cards.
The sword that Old Man Li had raised for many years only exploded when the Eternal Life Sword was shattered and his own semi-golden body was shattered.
He himself couldn't bear such an intense explosion and exploded completely.
If this big move was not aimed at people but at cities, then the power of Old Man Li's sword that day was enough to flatten a community of several hundred acres and completely disappear.
Compared with those large-yield nuclear bombs, the destructive power is naturally inferior.
But if it really breaks out continuously, it can completely wipe out a city in a matter of seconds.
Of course, old man Li can't do it now, and even Wu Kuishan can't do it. A ninth-level expert can do it.
Therefore, the ninth grade is also an extremely terrifying existence.
Once this kind of battle between strong men appears in the sky above the city, not to mention the mental pressure, the aftermath of the battle alone is enough to destroy a city.
As for the stronger Ninth Grade Juedian, Fang Ping couldn't judge the opponent's strength.
But Fang Ping guessed that these extremely powerful men might be able to easily destroy a city. If a battle broke out between many ninth-grade extremely powerful men, a large province might turn into a lake.
When Chen Zhenhua was shocked, Fang Ping was also thinking about this.
After thinking about it, Fang Ping's expression suddenly changed slightly, the lake...
Forbidden sea?
Impossible!
The taboo sea is boundless!
Is it really man-made?
If this is really the case, that would be terrible!
Can a ninth-level master do it?
Maybe, after all, he doesn't understand how powerful the Ninth-Rank Juedian is, but even if it is possible, with such a large forbidden sea, all caves have it, and I'm afraid it's not something that one or two Ninth-Rank Juedian can do, but dozens of people? Or?
Several hundred people?
Fang Ping didn't dare to think about it anymore, exhaled, and quickly said: "After the free time, you will need to pay 500 credits for each day of practice!"
Everyone's expressions changed slightly, but they didn't say anything.
500 credits is really not low, or extremely expensive.
But at the sixth level, everyone is actually working hard to reach the Grandmaster realm. If you do it twice a month, it will consume 1,000 credits...Whether it is worth it depends on whether you have gained anything.
No one said anything, and Fang Ping felt that it was not too much.
If you consume 10 pounds, that is 11 million wealth points. If you collect 500 credits, you will earn a little more. It is not earned for yourself. The main reason is that the school is afraid of bearing too much. For these sixth-grade students, the rewards from entering the crypt are actually not small.
Even if the matter is settled like this.
Fang Ping didn't waste any time. He couldn't gather 500 liters of the power of heaven and earth at once.
What's more, if too much is condensed at one time, it will easily dissipate, resulting in unnecessary waste.
Fang Ping condensed almost 5 Lun at a time and poured it into the funnel 10 times in a row. At this moment, Fang Ping's hands were bloody and bloody, revealing the golden bones.
"That's it, I'll come once every three days from now on."
Fang Ping shook his hands casually, his flesh and blood healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At this moment, everyone watching was a little envious. This boy's recovery ability was also extremely strong.
Chen Zhenhua nodded and said: "Once every three days is enough. If you really can't bear it, it doesn't matter if you do it less often."
Fang Ping smiled and said: "Besides, I actually hope that the teachers can gain something, especially Dean Chen and you guys. If you can achieve the point where essence and blood are united, then the magic martial arts will really flourish.
Now, in Mowu, in addition to my teacher, Dean Li, and Dean Tang, there are four other people at the peak of the sixth rank, and you have all become grand masters.
Then the number of masters of Mowu can reach 10!"
Mowu's strength is really extremely strong, reaching the peak of the sixth level, which means that the gate of the triple burner is closed.
Not everyone can do this. Like Nan Wu, there are only two people who have sealed the gate of the Three Burners. Even these two people have not reached the point where essence and blood are unified.
In other words, if Chen Zhenhua and others go to Nanwu, they can become principals.
Or go to some other non-professional Wuhan universities, and they can also become principals.
These people are also the group of people who Fang Ping feels have the greatest hope of becoming a Grandmaster.
Chen Zhenhua and the dean of the Manufacturing College smiled bitterly at the same time, "Master, it's not that simple."
The few of them chatted for a while. Fang Ping did not disturb everyone's practice. Just as he was about to leave, he noticed that Old Man Li was also walking to the practice room. He couldn't help but said: "Teacher Li, aren't you leaving?"
Old Man Li said in surprise: "I practice!"
Chen Zhenhua's expression on the side changed again and again, and he suddenly said: "Dean Li, why don't you go in? We have consumed 10 Lun, and you may not have more than 30 Lun. Aren't you able to gather the power of heaven and earth by yourself?"
Old Man Li's face fell, I can't be okay!
It’s not even close to letting your mental energy go out, so how can you concentrate it?
It was precisely because he couldn't do it that he came to practice.
But at this time, I am embarrassed to say this. He has not reached the eighth level. Several grandmasters know it, but others do not.
Now, it's hard to change my mind.
Old Man Li coughed dryly and said vaguely: "I'm just afraid that the power of heaven and earth is too strong for you to bear, so I'll help you share the pressure..."
Everyone stared at him. Are you really embarrassed to say this?
Old Man Li was helpless, forget it, I won't do it if I don't want to, I can just practice on my own!
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After walking out of the training room, Fang Ping looked all the way and saw many students walking towards the energy room. He sighed with emotion: "The energy is full of energy. Today's magic weapons are getting better and better. It's not like when I entered the school, let alone
In the energy training room, even an ordinary Qi and Blood Pill should be taken sparingly."
"Are you giving credit to yourself?"
"How can that be possible?"
Fang Ping smiled and said, "I'm just telling the truth. By the way, how did Principal Huang sell his shares?"
Old Man Li frowned slightly and said: "It's a bit difficult. Both major companies have expressed their stance. These shares were given to Mowu for free back then. If Mowu wants to sell them, they can, and all 5 billion will be taken back!"
Fang Ping's face turned cold and he hummed, "That's a pretty idea!"
Old Man Li also nodded and said: "Don't worry, let's wait until Old Liu and Old Wu recover from their injuries. By then, Lu Fengrou will probably have a breakthrough soon.
When the time comes, we will hold a grandmaster banquet and invite the two major companies.
Invite some more masters who have graduated from Mowu, so you don’t have to be too rigid and show off your strength!”
If Lu Fengrou also breaks through, and he is a dabbler, there will be 5 grandmasters.
If we invite another seven or eight masters who have graduated from Mowu, there will be more than ten people.
These people are all on Mowu's side, and the two major companies must also consider whether to stick to it.
Now Huang Jing is just testing, everyone is waiting.
Fang Ping didn't say anything more. He still had the patience to wait for a few months.
Then just wait!
While the two were talking, Fang Ping and Old Man Li walked to Mowu's old quarter.
Some old people were chatting outside.
Seeing the two people coming, almost everyone had a smile on their face. Life in Mowu is getting better and better these days. These old people who have devoted their lives to Mowu were also in a happy mood and greeted them one after another.
Fang Ping also laughed and chatted with the old people for a while. These older generation of Mowu people may be suffering from injuries and illnesses, and some of them even have completely lost their strength. However, it is precisely because of these people that the Mowu people are what they are today.
Fang Ping has always had great respect for these older warriors, and is a little less philistine.
After chatting for a while, Fang Ping walked towards Old Man Li's small courtyard and whispered: "Teacher, some of these teachers were also strong men of the fifth and sixth grades back then, but they were just suffering from injuries. You said that the essence of life can heal them."
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Old Man Li said solemnly: "It's good that you have this intention, but don't act recklessly, it's too dangerous! Last time it was all about luck, and luck doesn't always happen.
If you are now at level nine, then I will definitely support you and grab some back.
But you're not, so don't think too much about it.
People like Lao Zhou and others are now suffering from injuries and illnesses, which is not necessarily a bad thing. If we really had to be healthy, who knows how many of them would survive until now!"
There are about thirty or forty old warriors in the old district.
When these people were not injured back then, almost all of them were at the middle level, and there were five or six at the sixth level.
If he is really cured, Mowu's strength will increase a lot again.
Moreover, these older generation warriors have deep feelings for Mowu and will not even blink even if they die in battle for Mowu.
Fang Ping actually wanted to cure them, but think about it...it's really hard to get the essence of life. If the big willow tree didn't open the channel, he wouldn't be able to get it at all.
Fang Ping's eyes flickered slightly, and he whispered: "Let's talk about it, maybe we can try to defeat a few more seventh- and eighth-level warriors in Can Tianmen City. By then, Tianmen City may open the fountain of life, but I don't know the tree in Tianmen City.
Does the big tree have such a thing..."
Old Man Li didn't say anything. Yes, that's for sure.
It’s just a question of how much.
There are definitely not as many as Juliu City in Tianmen City. This is inevitable. In the past years when the two sides have fought against each other, it is not uncommon for high-level players to be injured. Tianmen City's consumption is not low...
After entering the house, Fang Ping glanced around and found that the home was very cold.
It's not dirty, but there are almost no decorations. The TV in the living room is still an antique. I don't know how many years Old Man Li hasn't replaced the TV.
The sofa is not made of leather, but of wood, and the red paint has peeled off.
Compared with Lu Fengrou's villa, Old Man Li's place is really a bit of an ascetic monk.
Old Man Li ignored him and walked straight to the back room, saying as he walked: "My golden body cultivation method is actually just messing around, transforming flesh, blood, and meridians into a golden body. Back then, my mental strength was injured, and I practiced to the sixth level.
After reaching the peak, there is almost nothing else to do. If you have time to think about this..."
As he said that, Old Man Li took out a bunch of drafts... yes, drafts.
He didn't organize it systematically and come up with a secret book at all.
I just recorded some of my cultivation methods, experiences, and processes, but they are still quite complete.
After asking Fang Ping to sit down, Old Man Li explained: "During cultivation, my flesh, blood, and meridians have been reshaped. After the reshaping, the strength of my meridians, flesh, and blood will be higher than yours now.
In those years...how should I put it, I felt like I was giving up on myself.
Sometimes I feel very unwilling. I am just idle, and my flesh and blood meridians have been shattered several times..."
Fang Ping didn't say anything. If Old Man Li did this, I'm afraid he really wanted to break the jar.
A normal sixth-grade warrior, after completing the reshaping, would not be idle and shatter his own flesh and blood meridians. He is almost a psychopath.
"After it was shattered, I tempered it again. Anyway, I didn't expect the essence and blood to become one, and I didn't need to cultivate my mental power. After a few times, guess what happened?"
Fang Ping smiled and said: "What else can we do? Break and then stand again, become more and more tenacious, and achieve a semi-golden body..."
Old Man Li shook his head and sighed: "How is that possible! Do you really think that it is true that after breaking, I found that my meridians and flesh and blood were very fragile, so I found that this road was to seek death."
Fang Ping's face froze!
Are you kidding me?
Old Man Li said happily: "Then, in order to train my physical body to the same strength as before, I wanted to get something to replenish it, so I went to the cave to kill many monsters and devour their flesh and blood.
Not to mention, after eating too much, I discovered a characteristic: the physical strength of monsters is stronger than ours..."
Everyone knows that Fang Ping is powerless and nonsense.
"But why are monsters stronger than us? You know, everyone is a cultivator, and we are constantly tempering our bodies. This makes no sense.
I just thought and thought, and killed some monsters for research, and then I discovered the difference.
I discovered...monsters have no meridians!"
Old Man Li's eyes flashed and he said: "No, it's not that there are no meridians, but that the meridians and flesh and blood have been completely integrated. Do you know what I mean?"
"Fusion?"
"Yes, flesh and blood are transformed into meridians. Their Qi, blood, and energy flow do not actually go through the meridians, but actually run through every cell.
I was wondering, would this allow the physical body to be better tempered?
So he gritted his teeth and cut off his own meridians..."
Fang Ping was stunned, old man Li really didn’t want to live anymore, how dare he do such a thing!
Old Man Li lamented again: "The time when my meridians were just severed by me, it was a life worse than death, and my strength plummeted. In fact, it was still possible to reshape the meridians at that time, but I didn't, so I always insisted on relying on cells to circulate Qi.
Blood.
Don’t tell me, just one or two years have passed like this, guess what?”
"Have you reshaped your meridians again?"
Fang Ping had just been tricked, and now he started to answer the opposite question.
Old Man Li said scornfully: "How is it possible? Then I discovered that all the cells in my flesh and blood were really tempered and became stronger, starting the steps of becoming a golden body. And then, anyway, I just became a semi-golden body in a daze.
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"The reason why I didn't tell you before was because I thought it wouldn't be of much use. It would be too time-consuming for you, and I don't know if it is suitable for other people. It would be really troublesome if I really tormented people to death.
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Old Man Li explained, and then added: "But the probability of you torturing yourself to death is low. If you really want to try, you can give it a try."
Hearing what he said, Fang Ping was a little hesitant.
Shatter your own meridians and then rely on cells to run energy?
In the short term, your strength will definitely plummet.
Fang Ping pondered for a moment and said: "I think it's okay not to cut off the meridians, but to spend more Qi, blood and energy, and refine it deeply again and again, until the strength and toughness of the cells reach an extreme, isn't it?
Can it be transformed into a physical body?"
Old Man Li thought for a while and said: "Actually, some people have tried this, but the effect is not very good. The main reason is that tempering is too time-consuming. The power of qi and blood is mainly concentrated in the meridians. It is difficult to temper our flesh and blood.
higher.
If you want to refine it to the extreme, the power of energy and blood consumed will be terrifying to the extreme.
Because I have no meridians, my qi and blood overflowed and flowed directly through my flesh and blood, so I was able to achieve subtle tempering..."
"We are different. Please don't compare me with others."
Fang Ping looked confident and didn't talk nonsense. He picked up the drafts and said, "I'll go back and take a look. I'll give it a try. If it really works, my fifth-level body will be stronger than the sixth-level one. By then, the sixth-level one will be
Let me kill you."
"Whatever you want, just don't delay your cultivation."
After speaking, Old Man Li briefly introduced the methods and process of cultivation. Whether Fang Ping adopts it or not is up to him.
The general context of martial arts practice is the same, but martial artists have their own ideas on how to practice it.
For example, in terms of tactics, people today have created many tactics. It is because of their own wild ideas and want to find a tactics that suits them best. This is how new tactics emerge.
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When Fang Ping walked out of the small courtyard, it was already dark.
And just when he walked out of the courtyard and was about to return to his dormitory, he suddenly felt several strong energy fluctuations!
Fang Ping glanced sideways and found that several strong energy sources flashed over the Magic City and quickly disappeared into the distance.
"Eighth grade or ninth grade?"
Fang Ping frowned slightly, is this a strong man sitting in the Demon City?
If you leave in a hurry now, could something happen?