"Just... I hope God follows the wishes of man!"

Fang Ming sighed secretly, storing the opportunity to perform the martial arts order and leaving it for the next time.

"It's a pity... If I had retained the opportunity to the world of the full moon scimitar last time, I might have escaped the disaster of the Seven-Secret Saint Hand..."

His martial arts order is activated once a month. If he is not used at that time, he can choose time to travel in the next month. Until the second time is activated, if he has not yet chosen, he will automatically accumulate time to the next time.

Unfortunately, the last time Liuyun fought against the Seven-Secret Saint Hand was on the fifth day of the third month!

Fang Ming had already taken the opportunity of February 15 to cross the full moon scimitar.

Therefore, when he was chased down from Tiandu Peak, he could not rely on this biggest golden finger to escape.

"It seems that in the future... if we don't encounter a very suitable world, we will still retain the opportunity to perform martial arts orders..."

Fang Ming touched his chin: "I have accumulated six months now, and before the fifteenth day of next month, I can choose to go to Lu Xiaofeng's world at any time, which is also a hidden trump card..."

After the fifth day of March, he was chased and killed, and in disguise, he learned the Golden Wind and Jade Dew Palm. He fell into the water and was rescued. By the fifteenth day of March, he naturally opened the martial arts order once, but he missed it.

Therefore, he has accumulated twice, more than six months.

If you wait until the next time travel, you can stay for nine months without doing anything!

"Of course... these initial times are useless to me, because human dragon energy can delay the retention time limit..."

There are many secrets in the martial arts order, and it is more like a "lucky" treasure.

The human dragon energy can help Fang Ming stay for a long time, but the martial arts energy and peerless blood can be transformed into the driving force for the reincarnation of his true spirit!

"By the way, there is also the true spirit!"

Fang Ming touched his eyebrows, his expression a little gloomy.

From Tiexin's bitter mouth, he learned the great master, the yang god of heaven and man, and the secret of the reincarnation of the soul.

And this is more than a little similar to his martial arts reincarnation of the true spirit?

"It's just that their success rate of reincarnation is not one hundred, but I will definitely succeed! Moreover, they can only reincarnate in the Great Qian, but I can go to other worlds!"

Fang Ming was shocked: "Even if it was just for this reincarnation ability, if the powerful man of the heavenly beings and broken level knew the existence of the martial arts order, he would definitely come to fight for it at all costs! He would not let me go!"

"and……"

"The true spirit is the soul! Soul! My Yang God is damaged now, and the true spirit must have changed..."

This is what Fang Ming is most worried about: "Maybe... I will use the reincarnation power of the Martial Spirit next time, so that I can see what changes have happened to my true spirit!"

Although the martial artist has not reached the realm of the martial artist and cannot directly observe his Yin Shen Yang God, or even the true spirit of the original source, Fang Ming has the help of the martial arts sect, which is naturally very different.

If you can get the help of the Martial Arts Order and check the troubles of the True Spirit Yang God, Fang Ming may be able to prescribe the right medicine.

"The best choice is naturally the legend of the border and desert. You can use the Cave Pill or the Dan Tribulation to make up for your soul, but you can also consider breaking the Void and the Tang Dynasty..."

There is only one Jingyan Palace and the Temple of War in the Broken Void, but there are countless treasures in the Tang Dynasty.

Although the highest level of the Broken Secret Book of War Gods has not yet reached its present opportunity, the three great books are only inferior to the God of War Gods’ Gallery’s Heavenly Demon Strategy, Cihang Jingzhai’s Sword Book, and Taoist Treasures and Eternal Life Skills.

More importantly, there are also treasures such as Heshi Bi, which have the most opportunities.

"But forget about the Evil Emperor's Relic..."

Fang Ming really looked down on this big killer weapon. Compared with Heshi Bi, the evil emperor's relics were completely inferior to Fang Ming. Although this treasure can store essence, it directly caused the skills and foundation to soar, for Fang Ming, he had the martial arts order, and as long as he reincarnated once, he would still have a large amount of essence.

What's more important is that these essences are produced by the flesh orifices formed by his original true spirit. They are both the same source and absorb absolutely no future problems. In comparison, even if the essences of the evil emperors in the relics of the evil emperors in the evil emperors of all dynasties are pure, they are ultimately other people's things and have hidden dangers.

What Fang Ming attaches more importance to is the Heshi Bi transforming the flesh orifices and even enhancing the power of the soul!

For the Shuanglong, they were originally practicing martial arts too late, and their future achievements were already established, but they could not stand the luck and despair. They first obtained the Eternal Life Art, embarked on the road, and then washed the marrow through the Heshi Bi Yijing to expand their volume, and finally obtained the evil emperor's relics empowerment, and finally laid the foundation for the future master.

Is skill important or foundation important?

In Fang Ming's opinion, this does not need to be considered at all.

Therefore, the appeal of the evil emperor relics to him is even under the Scripture of Eternal Life.

...

Fang Ming thought of the sky, but his feet were constantly taking one step, each step was a foot away, as if he had already measured it.

By the early morning of the next day, Chiyun Peak was already in sight.

Of course, this Chiyun Peak is just Akuan's name, but among the herdsmen, it is called Bayan Peak.

The so-called "Horse" is dead when you look at the mountain. Although Fang Ming saw the peaks yesterday, it was not until the morning of the next day that he really reached the foot of the mountain.

As he moved forward, the shadow of Bayan Peak was getting higher and higher, bigger and bigger, and finally almost covered the sky and the sun.

“So high!”

This is Fang Ming’s first feeling.

The highest mountain in his previous life was only more than 8,000 meters above sea level, but Bayan Peak went straight up to the sky, at least over 10,000 meters above the ground!

However, the nest of the Iron-winged Sky Eagle is a steep cliff above nine thousand meters!

Nearly ten thousand meters, it is also an absolute height of three thousand feet. For ordinary people and even acquired warriors, it is a forbidden area for life!

But for innate warriors, this is not an insurmountable peak.

Because they are tempered like steel, the internal organs are extremely powerful, and they are not afraid of external pressure, and can continue to breathe external energy without the trouble of altitude sickness such as suffocation.

Since innate warriors are not afraid of it, it is naturally even more difficult.

After he deduced his own food and wind drinking and dew skills, he had already changed his level of state in the adaptability of the environment.

The loud eagle cry that penetrated the sky came again, and Fang Ming looked at the black dots in the sky and ran up with his light skills.

...

"Huh? There is still someone left?"

Fang Ming strode like lightning, and he used his full strength to activate his lightning skills, just like a illusion of lightning. He climbed to the halfway point of the mountain in less than half a day.

"This place is already at least a thousand feet above the ground, and it is not something that ordinary people can adapt to..."

In fact, even with Fang Ming's battery life, he feels quite tired and has to slow down.

"The higher the progress! The harder it is!"

The peak could be vaguely seen at his location, which was covered with snow and a biting cold smell.

"Huhe! Wait for me!"

"Gesang, this time I must set foot on the top, pick the snow lotus, and become a warrior in the tribe!"

...

A faint voice of conversation continued to come, and Fang Ming followed immediately after a thought.

After climbing over a valley, he saw a young man and woman.

Both of them were wearing sheepskin coats, their clothes were brightly colored, their skin was rough, and their skin was even more healthy, with thick hands and feet, and Kong Wu was powerful. He was also a top-notch player among ordinary people.

Unfortunately, he is just an ordinary person.

With Fang Ming's eyesight, it was obvious that these two people had never learned any profound martial arts, and they didn't even have much superficial skills, which was even worse than those who were performing on the streets of Central Plains.

If you weren't healthy enough, you might not be able to persevere here.

The two of them also carried a large package, which contained tents, dry food, and the most important heating fire materials.

After all, the higher the temperature, the lower the temperature. Not everyone has the ability to invade the cold and heat.

At this time, the shepherd girl threw the package on the ground and sat down panting: "Huhe...I...I can't walk anymore!"

"Damn... Gesang! You know, the messenger of God will only come to our tribe once this year. If I complete the trial and bring back the snow lotus, I can learn advanced martial arts and become a warrior of God!"

Huhe said this, his eyes were filled with light.

"...As long as you become a warrior, Ah Dam, and your younger brother... you can all go to the Holy City..."

Life on the grassland is undoubtedly very difficult.

Sometimes, a plague in the herd can ruin more than a dozen tribes.

No matter how fertile the pasture is, it will be abandoned in a few years, forcing the tribe to continue to migrate.

The most terrifying thing is the ‘white hair wind’!

This great disaster every winter is a great disaster for all grassland tribes, and even tribes that are destroyed are inevitable every year.

The only one who can escape these disasters is the "Holy City"!

For Huhe, becoming a warrior is the only chance to get rid of fate and become a master!

"I trust you!"

Gesang said: "Huhe you are the bravest warrior in our tribe! You can kill the hungry wolf at the age of thirteen, and even hunted a leopard alone at the adult ceremony... No matter what demons there are on the mountain, they can't stop you... Go! Don't worry about me!"

"Gesan...I..."

Huhe gritted his teeth, but he still stayed: "We're camping here!"

"you!"

A touch of emotion appeared in Gesang's eyes. He suddenly stepped forward and hugged Huhe, and the two figures overlapped again.

"So it's the herdsmen, and it seems to be a brave man from some tribe. Are you here to try it?"

Fang Ming was quite bored to see, so he turned around and left.

He has long been accused of the Seven Demons of the Outlands as the foundation. He has selected talents with outstanding qualifications and strong will from various tribes to absorb new blood.

"Just... let ordinary people who are not the day after tomorrow come to Bayan Peak?"

Fang Ming shook his head and sighed: "I'm really not afraid of loss. I'm afraid nine out of ten have to be buried here..." (To be continued., Your support is my greatest motivation.)
Chapter completed!