Author: Huang Huoqing

Three days later, February 12th.

The white light is like a sword, shattering the night sky.

It was dawning.

Hong Fan woke up from meditation.

The warmth and thick feeling brought by Peiyuan Dan and the yin and coldness of the dragon meat are still left behind the nerves that have not dissipated.

After practicing hard for several nights, he became more familiar with the strange meridians of true qi.

With the assistance of two precious resources, the speed of practice has increased to four months and one strange meridian.

But this kind of high speed cannot be sustained.

The two Peiyuan Pills and half a pound of dragon meat given by Hong Li are only enough for ordinary people to use for half a month.

If it were Hong Fan, who forced a bowl of water to be even in Yanliu Gongsha World, would have to be given a 50% discount.

Yesterday, he went to consult Qiude and learned that the cost of just this little thing was about 100 taels of silver.

In other words, if the full efficiency is sufficient, ordinary people need 2,400 taels a year, while Hong Fan himself needs 4,800 taels.

It's simply outrageous.

Even if the tribe is willing to pay this money, Hong Pan, who is far away in Xijing, probably has no channel to find enough goods.

Outside the window, the rooster sang for the third time.

The orange-red morning light shines on the window lattice.

Hong Fan sat down in a cross-legged position, picked up a thread from the head of the bed and turned to the pages of the book in his memory.

During his time practicing martial arts, he borrowed a lot of books from the Arts Supervisor, most of which were idle books and miscellaneous talks.

But in these books, the outline of Dahua is hidden.

After the human race was protected by the Ancestral Dragon, the population of Dahua Dynasty has steadily exceeded 100 million.

Considering that the imperial court's household registration census was lagging and extensive, it would not be an exaggeration to include hidden households and slaves' households.

With this population and the prevalence of martial arts, the number of warriors is naturally large.

In the official propaganda of the Martial Arts Academy, Dahua claims to have millions of warriors, and his hard power exceeds that of any alien race in the Eight Desolations and Four-Members.

However, the state of the whole world is very different.

According to the Madhyamaka, the total number of warriors including the three major vassal states is definitely not worth 100,000.

In other words, even if Hong Fan’s cultivation is not one in a thousand, he will at least one in a thousand.

With this level of cultivation, you can be successful in any city and county and have basic self-protection capabilities.

After half of the book was finished, it was already dawn.

Hong Fan changed his clothes, had breakfast, and went straight to the southeast gate.

The cold spring is still cold.

The wind blew over and over again, like a cold hand pressed on the face.

Hong Fan hasn't left the city for a long time.

No escort, no carriage.

He hiked alone in a veiled hat and met Taishan for the first time after the beginning of spring.

There are still scattered snow on the top of the mountain, like a simple top.

But from below the mountainside, it is covered with long skirts and makes people feel happy when they look at it.

In the deserted valley, Hong Fan found a short tree that was not sociable and began to practice the new killing method.

Fire Cloud Palm.

The Yanliujin runs under the urging of will, gathers along the three yang meridians of the hand in the palm, and then turns into invisible fire power and surging out.

Ten meters away, the branches and leaves of the short tree were washed away and burned into coke before it even landed.

On the front of the trunk, the bark was burning and crackling.

Just like the iron hand, the killing method that matches Yanliu Gong is not difficult to learn, it is nothing more than the gathering of luck, release from the body, etc.

But the real effort lies in temperature and speed.

For example, when Hong Sheng fought against Gong Pengyun, he flipped out the Fire Cloud Palm during a strong confrontation, and Hong Fan was far from able to do it.

After half an hour of practicing the Yanliu Killing Method, it was the turn of the Sand World.

A month and a half later, Hong Fan’s focus is still the three:

"Sandy Mayfly V1.3";

"Sand Shock V0.8";

"Power Glider V1.7".

It’s just that the progress has changed from “feasibility exploration” to “optimization experiment”.

Among the various applications of sand flow, sand candles were one of the killer moves that Hong Fan first realized.

The two first lives he seized after traveling through time - the two wolf greens that Jiang Youcai was responsible for - died under the simplified version of this move.

Just imagine, within dozens of meters around Hong Fan's body, sand and mist rolled, gathering and dispersing invisible.

Whenever an enemy enters, whether it is long scales or heavy armor, it will be chased by endless and pervasive sand streams, which will block the five orifices and corrode the internal organs. Wouldn't it be scary?

If this move is accomplished, it will not only be almost invincible at the same level, but also can quickly kill or subdue a large number of enemies with a lower true energy consumption, which can be called a battlefield harvester.

According to Hong Fan's own estimate, if the complete Sand Candles include the "Mushashi" in the Martial Arts Academy, even if it does not enter the first level, it will at least be a second level ceiling.

However, ideals are beautiful, but practice is difficult step by step.

Shawu and sand arrows are both very mechanical and simple ways to kill.

For example, if you use a firearm, pull the trigger and let the bullet pop out, you don’t have to worry about the funeral.

But the mayflies are different.

It requires Hong Fan to maintain sensory locking and guide sand flow, and to take action on multiple targets, the concentration required will be increased exponentially.

In addition, the speed and strength of the sand cannot be slightly weaker.

When the nine serious practices are attained, Hong Fan's effective killing range is only three meters. Once this distance is exceeded, fine operation will inevitably deform.

Now that he is in a complete lineage, he can make the deserted sand gather and disperse with his heart, like an arm instructing him.

In the shallow forest with bushes, wind and sand storms rise.

Eight newly caught mountain rats were released and rushed towards the outside.

Then a sand stream suddenly condensed and dragged them back to the master's feet.

After half a quarter of an hour, the sand and mist dissipated.

Hong Fan was breathing.

The poor mice were all facing the sky and their limbs were still twitching.

After considerately changing the training ground, Hong Fan started his next project.

Compared with the mayfly, the development progress of scorching sand is even lower.

The expected picture should be a high-temperature sandstorm sweeping over with a wave, sifting the enemy's flesh and draining the blood.

Without a fully enclosed three-defense suit or a very strong body, there are almost no conventional methods to resist.

When the Gong family came to discuss, the beggar version of the burning sand burned the palace to dust.

However, after an hour of research, Hong Fan still did not make any breakthrough progress.

The high temperature of 800 degrees is 100 degrees, but the effective distance is only three meters.

It's not even powerful enough to kill a pig.

This is conceivable.

The Cui family’s iron flower is a good example.

The 1,500-degree molten iron was bombarded into the air by a shirtless blacksmith with a flower stick. When it fell, it had already solidified, and the surface was just warm.

The same goes for sand.

The contact area between particles and air is too large. The higher the speed, the faster the cooling will drop, so that you can fall into a dilemma of being unable to take into account both high temperature and high speed.

[If the Yanliu true qi has not changed qualitatively, there may be no breakthrough if the method is improved.]

When Hong Fan thought of it, the scene of Hong Jian killing Wan Guangji appeared in his mind.

Qi and power are silent and silent, transcending the six senses and six dusts.

A little spark takes action and turns into a craze of flames.

The difference between the order of the flame fluid is by no means just a physical high temperature.

Hong Fan pondered for a moment, took out the paper and pen to record the details of the experiment, and then temporarily sealed "Burning Sand V0.9".

The last item of the test is the power glider.

Leaving the forest land, Hong Fan walked onto a cliff with a drop of more than 100 meters.

After he entered the state of Lunar, the strength of the sand cast items was further enhanced, and the newly designed glider was completely different from before.

After all, this is half the old business before time travel.

The cockpit is a fully wrapped pupa-shaped body that integrates with the wings, and the observation window is moved and opened and closed at will.

The wings were changed to Clark Y wings with a convex upper and flat lower to obtain maximum lift.

Fuller flaps are installed at the wing root, which increases the wing area without gaining weight, and the lift coefficient is increased by 130%.

The front is reserved to open and close the air inlet, and a honeycomb-type inflammatory flow heating chamber is installed. As long as the driver's kidney is not weak, the power will be available at any time.

The center of gravity offset algorithm of the glider has been improved, and the control is greatly optimized with the aileron and tail rudder that is constructed at any time...

It is no exaggeration to say that the best glider in the previous life did not have the performance of this V1.7 version of "powered sand wing".

The maximum ceiling is 5,000 meters.

The afterburner speed is 200 km/h per hour.

The conventional wing load is 6 kilograms per square meter, which can be doubled under extreme circumstances...

Following the newly opened forest path, Hong Fan ran quickly.

After one breath, it reaches an extreme speed of 80 kilometers per hour.

Wrapped in a huge sand ball, he jumped out of the cliff and turned into a golden swimming fish.

He was in the air to control the void and rushed at an extremely fast speed.

The blue sky is above and the forest is below.

The endless blue and green spread far away, together with his sight, connected to a line farther than the distance.

Hong Fan looked at the scenery greedily and felt the air flow passing by his hair.

This feeling is like walking on the road under a typhoon in the past life.

But this time it's different.

[Because this time it is not the atmosphere running, but I am flying.]

It's already evening.

The fiery sunset sets in the heavens and will ignite the earth.

Hong Fan roared randomly, sliding towards the rosy color in the horizon, intoxicated by the freedom that was once enjoyed by birds.

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