Sikong Tan once thought that his return to the true state was a fake and a showmanship.

Since when has it become possible to look at the Jinjin Realm and make mistakes?

Sikong Tan chuckled lightly.

But that's fine, it's interesting. Otherwise, what's the point of watching an ant crawling around on the ground?

The punch was still very slow, because the young man felt that he could go a little slower. Just like the tower, when he felt that he could go up a little further, he didn't use all his strength. Only when he was really powerless, he quietly

open.

The white-haired old man at the top of the tower smiled and stroked his snow-white beard, feeling that it was a bit interesting. The young man did not let him down.

On the narrow sixth floor, fist intentions flowed, and large swaths of starlight changed with the boxing skills.

When the young man performed the mountain technique, the entire six levels of starlight turned into the majestic mountain, which was continuous and majestic.

When the young man performed the water technique, the starlight turned into a vast sea, the waves hit the rocks, the waves continued to surge, and the sound of the roaring sea wind splitting the space could still be faintly heard.

Finally, the young man dispersed his fists, and the starlight from the entire sixth floor rushed towards the young man like moths rushing to the flame.

Don't make any progress at all.

The young man did not choose the sixth level of star power tempering. Since he can still go up, there is no reason to choose poorly.

Outside the tower.

Hong Nanlan, who had been unable to calm down, couldn't help but asked: "Senior Sikong, how is Xu Changsheng... how is he?"

Sikong Tan opened his eyes and smiled: "Nothing, everything is fine."

The woman felt slightly relieved and suddenly looked in one direction.

And Sikong Tan had already noticed it.

In the direction of the other boy, spiritual energy poured down like a whirlpool, mixed with starlight.

After a moment, the aura on the young man's body suddenly changed, and a mysterious and mysterious aura spread from his body. The young man's eyes moved slightly, but in the end he did not open his eyes, but chose to continue to stabilize his realm.

Because the other boy was not around, he had no intention of sharing the joy in his heart.

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The small world of the nameless valley.

Futian Sheng confronts the Bone Lady.

The big man said: "I can help you dispel any resentment in your heart."

Mrs. Bones was silent.

Of course she knew that he could be dismissed, but it was definitely not that simple. When it comes to spiritual practice, where does free money come from? Doesn’t all free money have a reason?

I have nothing to do with this old lunatic, and if he comes to the door so suddenly now, it must not be that simple.

“What do I have to give?”

There was a sound of grinding teeth and cutting bones, and the huge white skeleton stood on top of the ancient well, with will-o'-the-wisps tumbling in its chest.

Futian Sheng looked at it, stretched out his finger, and said with a smile: "Ten years, protect my disciple for ten years, and we will owe nothing to each other after ten years."

Madam White Bones turned to look at the tiger-headed boy in the distance, a little unconvinced, "He? If you haven't always been by your side, who else in the Yunxin Continent would dare to mess with him if he doesn't have the foresight."

Futian Sheng shook his head, "It's not him, it's another one."

Mrs. Bones responded solemnly and said no more. She seemed to be thinking about it, but her heart was filled with turmoil.

When did this old madman take on another disciple?

When I took that kid from the mountain as my disciple, I was able to crush a second-level force all by myself because of the resentment in his heart.

Leaving aside the rest of his life, it was just a punch to the old lunatic.

And the highest chair in the Patriarch Hall

Those people on the bed were all picked by him alone.

If you can't beat him alone, if there's one more, the old madman will run away when the opportunity comes, and you won't be able to catch up.

But without paying attention, the old madman sneaked over and smashed the roots of the mountain. In less than half a month, the mountain-protecting formation of the second-level sect was already in danger.

In desperation, the sect had no choice but to raise its flag.

Is it useful to lower the flag?

Futian Sheng said yes, but the sect leader had to come and say it in person. He came, bringing with him a Talisman of Instant Miles.

But before he could crush it, Futiansheng punched him to death. I heard that after that punch, the three ancestors of the second-level sect stood on the top of the mountain and cursed Futiansheng for being unruly and morally corrupt.

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But is there any use in scolding?

After a few more attacks on the mountain roots, the entire sect disappeared into thin air.

As for the three ancestors, they also fled for their lives. In the end, Futian Sheng gave a good excuse, saying that it was a trap set up for his disciples, but the trap was too good and some people couldn't stand it.

"Can you not agree?"

Futian Sheng nodded, pointed to the ancient well at her feet, and said, "Okay, the well will stay."

Mrs. Bones didn't say anything. After a while, she said: "Punch."

Futian Sheng grinned, "The best."

Then Chief Ran, who was far away on the top of the mountain, saw his senior master pull out a familiar boxing frame, and the small world surrounded by the mountains was instantly filled with fist energy.

Wherever there is life, the fist intention rises. Before anyone moves, the entire small world is filled with fist intention. Even at the border, there is a faint shadow of the fist trying to break out of the wall.

The old madman looked at the Bone Lady, who was full of bones, and said with a smile: "Please take the punch!"

Then he punched hard.

It's not something that's motionless like a mountain, or something that's shaking like a rock, or it's just an ordinary punch that gets straight to the point.

I don’t know when it started. Futian Shengwenquan always started straight to the point. No matter who was standing in front of me, it was always a punch in front of me.

With less than one punch, Madam White Bones did not show her ten thousand feet Dharma appearance.

He just raised his two skeletal arms, like the mountains lying in front of him, to protect him.

There was a muffled sound.

The White Bone Lady was punched into the ancient well, and the small world disappeared instantly, and all the majestic fist power was punched into the White Bone Lady's body by Futian Sheng.

Except for the slight sway of the thousands of ancient trees on several mountain tops, there was no movement at all, just like the strong wind blowing over the mountains.

Futian Sheng also smiled and clapped his hands after punching him. He took out a handful of melon seeds from his pocket, sat on a nearby stone and started eating them, waiting for the Bone Lady to break free from the prison of the fist.

After a while, he felt some pain in his shoulders again. After all, this man was old, and his muscles and bones would be easily injured if he moved around, so he stretched out his hands to arrest the useless disciple.

Looking at the tiger-headed boy who still looked stupid, Futian Sheng was furious. He threw his right hand as big as a cattail leaf fan on his head and cursed: "You are just standing there in a daze, why don't you give me a shoulder squeeze!"

Chief Ran hurriedly squeezed the shoulders of the old master, looked at the silent ancient well, and swallowed again.

I'm going to be a good boy, my senior father is really an old lunatic, he can kill people with just one punch.

When Sheng Futian had just finished pulling out the handful of melon seeds, a skeleton just climbed out of the ancient well. Except for the fact that the flames on the chest were slightly dimmed, there were no other changes.

But only Madam Bones knew the real pain, even though the old madman had punched her heart out of her heart.

The resentment was dispersed, but the magical method left a shadow of a fist in his "will-o'-the-wisp".

The boxing shadow of "Mountains and Seas".

Madam Bai Gu can also sense that there is still a hidden line between the fist shadow and Futian Sheng. As long as he has that intention, the fist shadow can punch in his heart and directly ask the fist in his heart.

When the time comes, he will definitely be injured. Although he will not die, his fall will be inevitable.

Futian Sheng looked at her and asked, "Do you not know how to speak human language?"

Madam White Bones shook her body and transformed into a stunningly beautiful woman, delicate and frail, impervious to wind and rain.

Seeing this, Futian Sheng suddenly stood up, pointed at her and cursed: "What the hell do you mean? Do you expect my precious disciple to fall in love with you with your shabby shoes? If you behave like this, you are seeking death."

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Madam White Bones became more and more frightened and transformed into an old woman again, with gray hair and ridges on her face.

Futian Sheng was slightly relieved before he sat down again and said angrily: "Choose a name for yourself, don't act stupid every day."

Madam Bai Gu said in a trembling voice: "Old slave, I have a name, my name is Bai Luo."

“If you have something, pack it up; if you don’t have anything, hit the road.”

After saying that, Futian Sheng stood up and walked towards the outside of the mountain. Chief Ran followed quickly, and behind him was Mrs. Bones, whose pseudonym was Bai Luo.

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Six floors.

After playing the last set of "Mountains and Seas", Xu Changsheng straightened up and stretched.

He looked at the starlight on his body, shook off the blood scabs, and muttered: "This is the sixth level."
To be continued...