"Yue Buqun cannot practice the Evil-Breaking Sword Score, which is destined to be a tragedy. The kasar Ning Zhongze will probably be destroyed. I wonder if the old Yue will make any trouble in the future, but that's nothing to do anymore..."

Fang Ming turned around in Fujian and found no traces of other people from the Songshan Sect. He patted his forehead again: "It is still several months before the big, medium and small nuns of Hengshan Sect enter Fujian. What are the Nine-Curve Sword Bell Town, the Divine Whip Deng Bagong, the Jinmao Lion Gao Kexin and so on will naturally not come to ambush now. However, the white-headed immortal man and the Vulture Sand are specifically responsible for keeping the Huashan Sect and searching for the evil-proof sword score, so they can hit me..."

At this time, since I knew that there was no Taibao in Fujian to practice for him, Fang Ming was also very free and easy, so he set out to return to Songshan. "Although I wanted to cut off my wings first, it was good to directly destroy the enemy's head. This is called running. The monk can't run away... Uh, no, I'm spit, can't I scold myself..."

This time Fang Ming went down the mountain to eliminate the disasters and catastrophes in the martial arts world. Now it has been solved by one and a half years. There is also Zuo Lengchan’s base camp, Taishi Mountain, Songshan, which is nearby to Shaoshi Mountain, where Shaolin is located, and he cannot escape at all. Fang Ming no longer had the previous urgency and replaced the horse with a donkey, walking slowly along the way, his sword eyes seem to be closed but not closed, and he experienced the innate state of heaven and earth during the journey. He wandered around for a while and didn’t know where he was.

"The innate realm lies in refining the vital energy and pushing the flesh orifice to the perfect realm... Only when the flesh orifice is complete can it be opened to the cultivation of the divine essence and advance to the master..."

Fang Ming touched his eyebrows, but unfortunately the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows was only revealed when he advanced to the innate world. After accepting the spiritual light of nature, he disappeared without a trace. No matter how Fang Ming used his true energy to detect it, he was fruitless. Knowing that his realm had not reached, he could only give up in regret.

"But... after advancing to the innate world, my "Sitting and Forgotten Heart Sutra" also broke through at the same time and entered the fourth state of simple matters... It's gratifying..."

‘Simple’ means ‘sophistication’!

The fourth simple thing is to purify one's own martial arts true qi and refine the innate process!

After reaching this state, Fang Ming discovered that not only his own essence was preserved to the greatest extent by the Sit and Forgetful Sutra, but even began to eliminate the complex emotions and preserve the spirit!

"Save the essence and soul, laying the foundation for the future Grandmaster realm... Over time, we gather sand to form a tower, gather armpits to form a fur. When we sprint to the Grandmaster realm, it will inevitably turn into my greatest help!"

Fang Ming sighed, and at this moment he realized that the "Sitting and Forget Heart Sutra" is indeed worthy of being passed down by a powerful man of heaven and man. Every word is like a pearl, and it contains immortality in the plainness and extraordinaryness!

Not only that, after entering the fourth level of simple matters, Fang Ming felt that his spiritual platform had reached its peak, and all kinds of martial arts such as seventy-two unique skills emerged. Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills were tempered and had reached the point where there was no change. However, under the promotion of the Shu Wu Sutra, the martial arts moves that were originally refined to the extreme actually had room for simplification again.

"Simple things, simple things, and also the meaning of removing miscellaneous things and retaining essence... After I learn from the strengths of a hundred schools of thought and remove the drought and preserve the essence, I may create a shocking martial art..."

Fang Ming has gradually gained an understanding of the innate realm.

"After reaching the innate world, what the warrior needs is to accumulate, or live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, breathe and suck and spit every day, refine the innate vitality... or travel around the world, fight in all directions, absorb the essence through continuous bloody battles or yin and yang sympathy. There is only one purpose in all kinds of things, that is, to accumulate enough essence and vitality, complete the flesh orifices, and enter the realm of transformation of gods!"

"Therefore, once the innate masters in the world break through, they will travel around the world or practice in a subconscious way, and this is also the time when all innate masters die the fastest..."

The world of big knots is full of hidden tigers and hidden dragons, and the land is everywhere. The masters who have just entered the innate world are just a first-hand view in the martial arts world. The mortality rate is too high, and there are only a few who can truly travel and become famous. Once this path is successful, the achievements will be far greater than those turtles.

"The world of big work is the deep sea. I will go swimming in the various worlds of the martial arts dictatorship before talking about it..."

Compared with the innate masters who work hard, Fang Ming has one of the biggest advantages, that is, he is fully familiar with the various martial arts worlds in the martial arts ruling, various martial arts secrets, peerless treasures, or the information of top masters is vivid in his mind. He can choose the most suitable path for himself and find enough and just right opponents. He does not have the tragedy of the innate master and the first-class master as soon as he goes out in the main world.

"The Kangzhou martial arts world is a shallow water that is hard to raise dragons, but the countless worlds in the martial arts orders are like the sea of ​​stars, vast and endless..."

"Um?"

Suddenly, Fang Ming's eyes opened. Although he was wandering around, wasn't the innate master's sense false? Once the outside world was stimulated, it could not hide it from his eyes and ears, let alone danger.

The donkey moved forward slowly, and Fang Ming then saw six figures not far away.

These six people all looked like old men, with concave and convex faces and wrinkles, and they looked like six old naughty boys.

At this time, the six people looked at each other in a circle, staring at a black turtle in the middle, really not even dared to blink.

"Isn't this the Six Immortals of Taogu?"

Fang Ming rode a donkey by and said loudly on purpose.

These six people were the six immortals of Taogu who were seriously injured by Linghu Chong. However, they didn't seem to see Fang Ming at this time, as if they were touched by a hole.

"Well, this is amazing. When I saw the purple Qi coming from the east today, I knew that this trip was about to meet a great hero and hero with a gentle heart, profound martial arts skills, and even a handsome and elegant hero. I seemed to have seen six people just now, which was quite consistent with what I heard. Where are you now?"

Fang Ming got off the donkey and looked around.

"It's me! It's me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an old face full of wrinkles ran to Fang Ming: "The world's number one hero, great hero, who else can besides my eldest Taogen Immortal? As for my five brothers, they are at most second to sixth..."

Tao Genxian patted her chest and said.

"No! It's my Taogan Fairy! It's my Taozhi Fairy! If it's a casual and elegant person, who can beat Taoye Fairy?" The other three old men also snatched it.

"Is that so? Why did I hear that although everyone in Taogu's Six Immortals are handsome men, they are the youngest ones who are better than others?" Fang Ming smiled faintly.

"Haha... It turns out that Linghu Chong still has vision! I, the Peach Blossom Fairy..."

The fifth person had a jaw head, and his face kept smiling.

"Haha... I won in the end!" At this moment, the youngest Tao Shixian laughed.

"Ah... it doesn't count... the turtle before has moved, so this game doesn't count!" Tao Ganxian shook his hands.

"Well, the so-called turtle shrank its head, is more than thunder. The turtle's head moved just now, and it was really as powerful as thunder. It was hard for mortals to meet the naked eye..." Tao Yexian shook her head and said.

"This is not a turtle, but a turtle! The turtle is the slowest!" Another old man started arguing.

"There are clouds in the mountains and seas..."

Seeing that the six people were about to quarrel again, Fang Ming couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Can you tell me what happened?"

"Well, this is naturally. Our Taogu Six Immortals made a bet with a child before, uh, that..." Taogenxian said shyly.

"I won a great victory and even won this turtle!" Taoye Xian touched on.

"It's obviously a turtle! The six of us gambled, whoever had the action before the turtle moved would lose..." said Taohuaxian.

"If anyone loses, it's the turtle son bastard!" Tao Shixian was proud and said: "You five are you, why don't you admit defeat?"

"Oh, so that's it!"

Fang Ming nodded and smiled, "I have a question below, please give me some advice!"

"I dare not be advised, but I, Taogen Immortal, know astronomy and the lower part... Well, if you have any questions, it's right for us to ask for advice!" Taogen Immortal slapped her chest.

"Brother, he only knows astronomy. If you want to ask other things, you have to ask me Taoganxian!" Another old man immediately broke the situation.

"Uh, I just want to ask... Are the six brothers?"

Fang Ming held back his smile and asked lightly.

"Of course!" Taogu Liuxian replied in unison.

"So, if one is a turtle son bastard, what are the rest?"

Fang Ming laughed, and the six immortals of Taogu looked at each other, and they couldn't help but blame each other for raising this problem, which made him become the descendant of the turtle turtle.

"You are a turtle! You are a turtle!"

During the quarrel, Fang Ming walked behind the Six Immortals of Taogu, suddenly waved his long sword, used the tip of the sword as his finger, and pointed the acupoint of the Six Immortals of Taogu.

These six living treasures were originally very powerful in martial arts, but how could they be Fang Ming's opponent? He suddenly took action this time, as fast as the wind. The internal force of the Yijin Mechanism penetrated through the sword tip, which completely blocked the acupoints of the Six Immortals of Taogu. It was difficult to move again.

"Since the six are all losers, let me punish you!"

Fang Ming smiled and said, while the six immortals of Taogu were unable to move their lips, so they could only beg for mercy with their eyes, but Fang Ming was not moved at all.

At this time, Fang Ming was so entertaining that he hung the six living treasures upside down, stuffed his mouth with his belts and socks, and finally put a white strip of turtle on his forehead, and then he got on the donkey.

The Six Immortals of Taogu were at this time and there was a stinky thing in their mouths. They were so miserable that they could not even say something to beg for mercy. With a heavy head and a light head, their faces turned red, and the turtles on their faces were reflected even more vividly.

Seeing the six monsters crying behind their backs, Fang Ming was in a good mood and smiled at the sky: "This is called rewarding one after another, which is also considered a punishment for what you did before..."

Whether it is to kill or imprison, he is not victorious. Fang Ming teased him and gave up, which was considered avenging his previous revenge.
Chapter completed!