"Nine Yin Scriptures!"

In the spacious practice room, the best Ningshen Sandalwood, Ouyang Feng, Yideng, Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi and others were burning in the copper furnace, and their breathing was a little heavy.

Back then, the four of them, plus Wang Chongyang, had the origin of the Huashan sword competition for this competition, but now Fang Ming took it out so carelessly. This kind of mind and demeanor is simply scary!

"The essence of the Nine Yin Scriptures is still in the Qi Refining Volume in the first volume. I have translated the Sanskrit General Outline on it. You can refer to it..."

Fang Ming was wearing a loose linen and white robe, like a leisurely young man at home. No one would associate him with the world's number one master.

"In addition to the Nine Yin True Sutra, I also have a Nine Yang True Sutra, which is a pure method of practicing internal strength... It is not the same as the Nine Yin True Sutra. You might as well take a look after reading the Nine Yin..."

Fang Mingyu is not shocking and dies: "There are also dragon elephant Prajna, yoga secret vehicle... After I comprehend these martial arts, I will pass them on to you... After these things, I still have what I have learned, about hundreds of martial arts, and I will discuss together how to get rid of the drought and preserve the essence..."

"As a person, he is proficient in hundreds of advanced martial arts..."

The jade flute in Huang Yaoshi's hand was obviously very uneasy, just as if an original academic master met a real academic god and realized that he was just a poor student!

He was originally a master of the other sects and was better at the sects and numbers. He thought that the world was beyond his own strength, but suddenly he saw Fang Ming and felt like a frog in the well.

"Amitabha, the donor's bright and bright moon is really admirable. Isn't it ridiculous for me to sweep myself? There is also an innate skill here, one Yang finger, so I will take it out together to review it..."

Master Yideng took the lead in speaking.

"Haha... Since that's the case, I'll take out the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms..."

After receiving the intermittent help of thousands of years, Mr. Hong Qi had completely recovered his wrist. Hearing this, he took a big sip of wine and said.

"Haha... It's fun and fun, let's take out the old naughty boy's Kongming fist and talk about it..." Zhou Botong said with his eyes shining.

Seeing Fang Ming so generous, Ouyang Feng and Huang Yaoshi couldn't sit still: "I'm here..."

...

"Dragon, elephant, Prajna, dragon, elephant is power, and Prajna is wisdom. When both strength and wisdom are cultivated, is it also the practice of life and life?"

In the quiet room, Fang Ming looked at the Dragon Elephant Prajna in front of him, and his temperament changed again.

During his breathing, there was a faint sound of dragon roar, and the muscles in his body kept trembling. In conjunction with the breathing method, the power of his body was continuously increasing.

Yideng, Huang Yaoshi and others were all masters at the peak of this world. Their vision and judgment were extremely accurate. Fang Ming cooperated with them and immediately deciphered the first five levels of the Dragon Elephant Prajna, and continued to deduce the subsequent realm.

"Although the scriptures say that this stupid person in the first level of dragon, elephant, Prajna takes several years, but I only need one night..."

Fang Ming exhaled two rays of white energy. Just one night last night, he broke through the fifth level and raised the Dragon Elephant Prajna to the realm of the power of the five dragons and five images, and added hundreds of kilograms of strength to the strength of the arms.

He knew very well that the reason for this effect was purely because he had a good foundation.

With the Golden Pass and Jade Bone Art, his foundation and strong muscles at this time are probably even better than the powerful monk who created the Dragon Elephant Prajna Prajna!

Since the foundation has been laid, it will be natural to practice this skill.

"This dragon elephant Prajna only involves the way of life and is far less than the secret vehicle of yoga..."

Fang Ming couldn't help but think of another tantric sect's magical power.

The finger is the mother of the heart! Therefore, there are many hand seals in the Brahma Sect, and the Yoga Secret Vehicle is one of the best people. They use seals and body postures to promote the spiritual cultivation, which has begun to touch the level of divine essence in the dark!

But it’s also a pity that because of this, even with Yideng, a great Buddhist master, he has just begun to crack this magical skill and has a clue.

"It's not a matter of day or night. Fortunately, although I don't have much time, I can squeeze out three to five years. Even if I spend all of it here, I have to deduce the prototype of my martial arts..."

Fang Ming felt nervous in his heart.

He adjusted his mentality again before getting up, pushing open the door, and Feng Heng walked over with a food box, chuckled and said, "The pharmacist and the others have already eaten it. Do Taoist Master want to have a meal?"

"nature……"

Fang Ming smiled: "I never tire of eating fine stews. If it is a good dish cooked by a couple, it will be something that the Buddha will not stand firm after smelling it..."

Feng Heng smiled and said, "The Taoist priest is so proud..."

As he said that, he opened the food box and took out a few plates of fragrant dishes.

Huang Yaoshi himself is a great expert who is proficient in diet. Otherwise, where did Huang Rong's cooking skills come from? Feng Heng was able to tie up Huang Yaoshi. Although Feng Heng could tie up Huang Yaoshi, he was smart and was just a big yellow romance. The dishes prepared by his bare hands made Hong Qi praise him and felt happy and unwilling to think about Shu.

"No...No...No...As the saying goes: To tie a man's heart, it is nothing more than to tie his stomach. My sister-in-law's cooking skills, even Yideng and Hong Qi's Fang family are full of praise. I am very blessed with the blessings..."

Fang Ming saw that the dish was a pot of soup, a plate of roasted beef strips, and a plate of tofu, and couldn't help but laugh: "Let me count on my fingers, this soup is 'good soup', the meat is 'Whoever listened to the fallen plums of the jade flute', and the tofu is 'Twenty-Four Bridges', right?"

"So awesome!"

Feng Heng covered his lips and smiled: "I used to laugh at the pharmacist for all the dishes that had to be dug into the name, but the Taoist priest was able to calculate the name of the dish he had chosen, which was even more amazing...but..."

Her beautiful eyes rolled, and there was a hint of joking on her face: "There is another person outside looking for the Taoist priest. If the Taoist priest can figure out who it is, then I will really convince you!"

"Someone is looking for me?"

Fang Ming couldn't wait to get the chopsticks underground and picked up the beef strips, but he felt the taste was endless and melted in his mouth. He seemed to be mixed with various delicacies hidden inside. The gravy was everywhere, so comfortable that he even narrowed his eyes, "Is it a man or a woman?"

Seeing Fang Mingfeng swaying the clouds, even more like the reincarnation of Taotie, Feng Heng couldn't help but smile: "It's a woman!"

"woman?"

Fang Ming smiled: "Is it the Yue Girl Sword Han Xiaoying?"

"Not bad... I can understand my daughter's thoughts at first glance. The Taoist priest is afraid that he will cause some romantic debts!"

Fang Ming was speechless at Feng Heng's jokes and came outside the Five Absolute Gods Palace.

When he was building this palace, he secretly laid many traps of mechanisms. If outsiders were not allowed to break in explicitly, the outcome would probably not be too wonderful.

At this time, in front of the tall palace gate, a girl of eighteen or nineteen stood in a daze, holding a sword in her hands, but her eyes were staring at the plaque of the Five Judgment God Palace, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Brother Fang!"

When Han Xiaoying saw Fang Ming, her eyes turned red, and her voice even cried: "Brothers are looking for revenge for you, I don't agree, they... They have broken off their kindness with me..."

"I see!"

Fang Ming stepped forward, hugged Han Xiaoying, and patted his back lightly to show comfort: "Don't be afraid... I'm in everything!"

When he saw Yinggu coming, he asked Yinggu to take Han Xiaoying down to rest.

"Have you seen enough of my sister-in-law?"

Fang Ming was silent for a long time. When he brushed his sleeve, a figure stumbled out from behind the door. It was Feng Heng!

"Hehe... it depends on what the Taoist priest thinks?"

Feng Heng rubbed the corner of her clothes, with a snickering look on her face, and a weird smell, her eyes like little foxes.

"Oh... the more beautiful a woman is, the more she will be able to lie! I have learned it today..."

Fang Ming sighed.

"Although that's the case, I see that girl is not without affection for you. What's going on? The Taoist priest needs to grasp it!"

Feng Heng blinked, and Fang Ming seemed to see a trace of Zuoqiu Yiren's shadow: "Even if you use a trick, you can earn a beauty. The Taoist priest will definitely not lose..."

Although Feng Heng looks like a lady from a noble family, since she looks down on Huang Yaoshi, she is obviously the same as Huang Rong and acts with a serious evil spirit. To put it nicely, she pursues personality, but to put it badly, she is still bold and arrogant.

"hehe……"

Fang Ming shook his head, and suddenly a figure flashed, and it seemed to be sticking to Feng Heng: "Mrs. Sister-in-law is like this... but it is easy for me to misunderstand..."

"Misunderstanding? What's the misunderstanding?"

Feng Heng stepped back a few steps, with a hint of panic on his face and a hint of redness.

Fang Ming didn't say much, and turned to the inner hall, leaving Feng Heng with a complicated expression to stay where he was.

From then on, he saw a hint of curiosity and desire to explore in the woman's eyes. It was obvious that this woman had a strong interest in him, a Taoist real person who was more than Huang Yaoshi, and even had a congenital divine calculation.

Many times, curiosity can not only kill cats, but also kill people! It is a disaster!

"Brother Ming, good news, I have already figured out the secret yoga of that sect sect..."

As soon as Fang Ming entered the inner hall, Huang Yaoshi came out, with excitement between his eyebrows.

All the people among the Five Awesomes are martial arts illegitimate! Maybe they were a little reluctant at the beginning, but after seeing the many magical secrets given by Fang Ming, they were completely lost.

Among them, Ouyang Feng and Huang Yaoshi are undoubtedly the two who are the deepest, because these two people have the most obsession with martial arts.

Fang Ming saw that Huang Yaoshi's eyes were slightly bloodshot and his clothes were ragged, and he didn't know how long he had been fighting day and night.

It is reasonable to have a slight neglect of my beautiful wife after being over and over again.

Perhaps, Feng Heng also noticed this and started playing with fire.

"Okay! Let's go and find Master Yideng immediately and ask him to taste..."
Chapter completed!