Inside the valley.

In the early morning, Fang Yuan set up an iron pot, boiled the spring water, poured it into fine sand, added medicinal materials, and boiled it carefully.

"The practice of black sand palms requires specific medicinal sand to penetrate the medicinal force into the muscles and bones during the beating process... and then combined with the moves and techniques, after practicing, open the monument and crack the stone, and everything goes wrong..."

Originally, these three secret books were tested by Fang Yuan and were sure that there was no major problem. After Han Shou's last trial, he was finally ready to practice.

"In martial arts, there are the twelve levels of the Golden Lock and the Heavy Tower. If the Black Sand Palm is practiced to the peak, you can barely reach the fifth level..."

This is the limit of the Black Sand Palm, and it is also the difference between ordinary martial arts and magic secret books.

"The Eagle Claw Technique is even more pitiful. At most, it will take a certain mental method to cooperate with it afterwards. But if you really find it, it is enough to break through the shackles and reach the eighth level, which is also good among those sects..."

Fang Yuan carefully sorted out the information he obtained from his secret book.

"There is also the last hard qigong. Although it has a taste of internal breath, even the founder doesn't know how far it can reach. In history, it failed when it hit the sixth level injury gate, and died of injury..."

Fang Yuan sighed.

The twelve levels of the Golden Lock Chonglou, each level is a difficult problem, and there are several major levels.

"The twelve levels of the Golden Lock, I only know the first eight levels: Open, Xiu, Sheng, Du, Jing, hurt, shock, and death! There are also subdivisions among them. The first three levels are opened, Xiu, Sheng, and once they break through, it will increase the human body, and there will be no harm to the failure of breakthroughs. As the basis of martial arts, Du and Jing are a little troublesome, but failure does not cause much harm to the body. It is just the last three levels. Once you fail to break through the level, the warrior will inevitably be backfired, or even die! Especially the eighth level of death, you must break through it in one go, and failure is death!"

The way to practice is never a simple thing.

"The first eight gates are all like this. The last four gates are said to be another level of heaven and earth. But the Wuzong above them is not sure what realm it is..."

Fang Yuan sighed quietly.

"There are also legends that there are more ways to practice than warriors, and there are even more unimaginable and incredible strong men..."

In Fang Yuan's heart, a longing suddenly arose.

Although he doesn't have much ambition, it seems like a very good thing if he can become a fairy-god person, never die, and be happy and free.

"And, I do need a little bit of self-protection!"

After the medicinal sand is boiled, the originally delicate and white fine sand is black and smells of medicine. Fang Yuan immediately found a coarse cloth and put the medicinal sand into fine clothes.

"The Eagle Claw Technique does not cooperate with the qi-moving route. If you can practice the first three levels of the world, it is also the most common person who makes soy sauce..."

"And hard qigong is self-created, and not many people practice it. The key founder practiced himself to death when he was rushing to the level... he could only practice the first five levels at most..."

According to the secret book, Fang Yuan’s own speculation that the martial arts masters in the first three levels may be the mainstream of the world today.

It is rare to find the fourth or fifth level, and at least it can ensure a high status and a high status.

After reaching the Shuaimen Pass, he was even more elite in the sect, and he could be called a little master in the field.

"The first eight levels are so powerful, the last four levels and the higher level of Wuzong..."

Fang Yuan let out a long breath and knew that Guiling Sect could dominate the land, just like a local emperor, and it was not without reliance.

A Wuzong is enough to suppress all this!

"This world is very big, Qingling Mountain is just a corner on the edge. If you want to see a broader world, you must constantly improve yourself..."

Although Fang Yuan is lazy and indifferent by nature, if he sets goals, he often bursts with amazing perseverance.

"At present, the black sand palm is the most suitable for me!"

Now he only needs a martial art that can help him break through the barriers. It is enough to specialize in one. Otherwise, if he can't chew too much, how can he have such leisure skills?

"call……"

Looking at the sandbag wrapped in medicinal sand in front of him, Fang Yuan took a deep breath: "Smash your palm!"

Bang!

He turned around and palmed it on the sandbag, and suddenly felt a little burning and painful on the back of his hand.

"Sure enough, practicing martial arts is very hard. Even if my former master forced me to practice, I might escape..."

Ten palms!

Fifty palms!

One hundred palms!

Five hundred palms!!

After a full thousand palms, Fang Yuan then took back his hands and saw that the palms and backs of both hands were a little broken, a hot feeling lingered, and a clear medicinal influx came in.

"call……"

Seeing this, Fang Yuan did not dare to neglect and soaked his hands in the prepared basin next to him.

"If you practice black sand palms, you must not cut off the supply of medicinal materials, especially the final warming procedures. If you don't have this, you will only become a useless person."

After half an hour, Fang Yuan poured out the already dark water and replaced it with a new one.

"Fortunately, this ordinary herb is quite complete in my valley and has a large reserve..."

"Hehe!"

Beside, Hua Fox Miao looked at it for a long time, and was yawning in a chatty way. Suddenly, her black eyes turned around and ran to the side. She sniffed the medicine that Fang Yuan threw away, and immediately stepped away with disgust.

This extremely anthropomorphic expression made Fang Yuan almost think that he had met a living person.

"Okay, Hua Fox Sable, don't mess around, I'll prepare barbecue for you right away!"

Fang Yuan laughed and cursed, then looked at his hands.

After soaking the potion, the original hot meaning completely dissipated. At this time, the palms were completely cool, and there was even a little dead skin wrinkled and about to fall off.

"According to the secret book, the black sand palm is made of fine and white, which is even smoother than the hands of a young woman. However, once you use your skills, you can instantly be as hard as iron, open a monument to crack a stone, and even add poison damage..."

"From today, I will take three hours a day to practice the Black Sand Palm, and I don't know what can break the barrier..."

Fang Yuan looked at his attribute bar and felt helpless.

His system has too high vision and is only a few of them who can be favored and actively included.

"However, when I get the Black Sand Palm completely and even break through the first level of the warrior, no matter how it is, it must admit it, right?"

Fang Yuan thought with some confidence.

...

"Second brother, why do they still want to come here?"

Outside the mountain, Zhou Wenxin, the eldest daughter of the Zhou family, and Zhou Erge, slowly headed towards the valley. Zhou Wenxin's face was reluctant, and there was a hint of fear.

‘It’s rare that I finally have someone who can control my younger sister…’

Brother Zhou Er saw it and smiled in his heart, but he looked stern: "You came to the door to ask for guilt before, and it was simply indiscriminate, and it was worth apologizing..."

The Zhou family is rich and powerful, and there are many servants. How could it be that such a critical thing is that the Zhou family is not tested several times before entering Mr. Zhou’s mouth?

Not to mention anything else, even Mr. Lin would not be like this.

Both families have no problem in identifying it. Mr. Zhou has not only used this medicine for this period of time, but also has trouble for others. It really feels a bit distorted.

"Then why do you still have to ask him... It's obviously just a person who doesn't understand martial arts..."

Zhou Wenxin originally wanted to say something, but Fang Yuan's figure suddenly appeared in her mind, but her legs were trembling with fear, and she couldn't speak out even if she wanted to scold her.

"If you don't know martial arts, you may not be able to do anything else... In this world, there are not only warriors, rumored mages, spiritualists, and others. Even warriors after the eighth level must respect them..."

Brother Zhou Er's face finally turned solemn: "I saw all the wounds of the servants that day, which was very strange. According to your description, even if the person with the best eyesight was only seeing a flash of white light, which was somewhat similar to the method of a spiritual scholar..."

When he thought of Fang Yuan’s magical day, even Zhou Wenxin remained silent.

"So today, you must remember, don't be like a young lady anymore, do you know?"

The second brother of the Zhou family was stern in an instant: "This is also for our father!"

Now, Mr. Zhou is almost without spirits in medicine. Perhaps only the legendary spiritual scholar can save it with magic power.

"I...I get it!"

Although he was treated like a treasure since childhood and was doting with all kinds of pampering, Zhou Wenxin still knew the priorities and immediately lowered her head, her voice as if a mosquito was ringing.

In fact, since Fang Yuan gave her a severe blow last time, she left a shadow in Miss Zhou's heart. I'm afraid that even if the second brother of the Zhou family did not remind him, it would be impossible to cause trouble again.

Soon, the valley was in sight.

The second brother of the Zhou family looked around and then took a deep breath: "Zhou Wenwu, Zhou Wenxin, please see Mr. Fang Xiao!"

His voice spreads from afar and can be heard everywhere.

"Um?"

In the valley, Fang Yuan, who was originally burying his head to practice his palms, suddenly looked up: "The Second Master of the Zhou family, this voice... I didn't expect that he was also a martial arts practitioner, and his cultivation was higher than mine, and I don't know which level he reached..."

At this time, Fang Yuan still had not yet broken the threshold, but he was full of confidence.

In terms of attack, he had a flower fox marten, which was equivalent to a martial arts master who had broken through several passes in a row. Even if he couldn't defeat it, with the advantage of the valley and the secret passage, he would leave as much as he wanted, and naturally he was fearless.

Immediately came to the valley entrance and saw Zhou Wenwu and Zhou Wenxin, he greeted him with a smile: "It turns out that the two of you are here, is it because of the last thing?"

"Mr. Fang Xiao, don't misunderstand. She is reckless. She has collided with the layman before. I hope the layman will be more content!"

Zhou Wenwu bowed to the ground, with a very sincere expression, and turned his head again: "Little sister!"

"I...I get it."

Zhou Wenxin stepped forward with grievance, and her legs trembled unconsciously at Shang Fang Yuan's eyes.
Chapter completed!