Chapter 149; Gods and spirits [four thousand words, two in one]

[Martial Arts: Strengthening the Body (Extraordinary)]

The moment the golden blood in his heart traveled throughout his body, Fang Ping's body was covered with an indestructible layer of golden blood light that illuminated the sky. His figure also became extremely terrifying, approaching three meters away.

The arms are as thick as palace pillars, and the muscles are tied together. The spine behind his back is buzzing and crawling, and the bones are floating up and down, sending a huge force that cannot be looked down upon, along the neck, to every part of Fang Ping's body.

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His skin was red, mist was lingering outside his body, and scorching heat was rising.

During the sudden explosion, Fang Ping raised his right foot and stepped hard towards the ground. One stone stirred up thousands of waves. The vast earth was crumbling under Fang Ping's feet, trembling, cracks appeared, and he climbed to

A hundred meters away, the dust and air waves raised flooded all directions, and the flowers and plants growing nearby, as well as a few dead trees, were all uprooted and exploded into pieces.

Boom!

Before the storm subsided, Fang Ping stepped forward and punched out. The power of the gods and demons shattered a seven-eight-meter-high boulder. He turned around and swept out his feet like a long whip, everywhere he passed.

, the mountains and rocks exploded, destroying all invincibles, and that terrifying and terrifying body was simply not flesh and blood, but rather like a demon wreaking havoc.

In just half a cup of tea, this area became riddled with holes and devastation due to Fang Ping's rampage, up and down, but this was just the beginning. There was golden blood outside the body, and there was a lot of blood swimming inside the body.

Fang Ping, who had golden true blood, stood in front of a huge stone more than ten meters high and as big as a palace, surrounded by mist pillars.

The muscles of his arms swelled, and the veins flowed. He took a horse stance, and with an unparalleled strength, he picked up a boulder as big as a palace or a hill. The boulder was more than ten meters high, and several meters were still buried under the soil.

In the middle, Fang Ping's two arms were bursting with veins, and they looked like two dragons pulling out boulders buried deep in the ground.

As soon as the scene changed, Fang Ping mobilized his inner energy and threw the boulder into the air. When the boulder fell, Fang Ping held it up in the sky with one hand. At a glance, it was not much different from lifting a mountain.

, this boulder as big as a palace may not be able to be lifted by martial arts monks in the pseudo-innate realm, let alone holding it in the sky with one hand.

In a private room of a teahouse outside the city of Osawa Prefecture.

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"What?" Fang Ping stopped and turned around, a biting chill spreading between his brows. He was so domineering. Now Fang Ping doesn't need to be submissive. As long as he doesn't meet a strong person in the innate realm, he has no inhibitions.

"Little friend, calm down, little friend, please calm down. I don't mean any harm, I just passed by here and heard some noise."

"Is it possible that he is born with divine power? There are people like this in the world who are born with infinite strength. After practicing horizontal martial arts the day after tomorrow, their strength can crush martial arts monks who are one or two small realms higher than themselves."

"Ghost? Dryad?"

Li Xuan had been waiting in front of the city gate early in the morning. When he saw Fang Ping riding a different kind of BMW to meet him, he chuckled twice and said: "What a mount! This thing can only be bought in the state capital, and its explosive power is far inferior to that of the city gate."

A third-level warrior has a long endurance and can run for three days and three nights without getting exhausted. Where did you get it from?"

The muscles on the face of the gray-robed old man were stiff and pulled. He was indeed passing by here. When he heard the movement, he saw the terrifying scene of the young man lifting a hill with one hand. With such power of gods and demons, he, a pseudo-innate realm

Even the strong feel inferior to themselves.

Without innate Qi, acquired warriors cannot return to the innate realm and enter the innate realm. If they do not enter the innate realm, they will eventually turn into a piece of loess after a hundred years. Once they reach the innate realm, they will lock the qi and blood of the whole body and live.

It's not a problem to be two or three hundred years old.

As if realizing that the humans in front of him were not tree monsters that he could easily devour, he made a truce and withdrew dozens of branch tentacles. Li Xuan did not bother too much. He was covered in bruises and retreated to Fang Ping in a somewhat embarrassed manner, asking depressedly.

: "We agreed to join forces, but why did you not save me just now?"

The gray-robed old man didn't care. He was born with divine power and had already cultivated to the first level at such a young age. If it were him, he would be crazy, "Little friend, can you please tell me that I have a fortune here."

The old man in gray robe landed on the treetop and explained with a scary smile.

"This sounds a little bit wrong, but I can't say that it's that wrong."

"Some people have already learned about the innate energy from the Wuluo Sect ruins, and even exchanged it for elixirs in the rivers and lakes. In this period of time alone, many people from the world have rushed to the Wuluo Sect. I have thought about it.

, all the top masters go there, in order to advance to the innate realm, I can snatch it by myself, but I will be killed on the spot by a group of people."

"Let's get straight to the point, where is the innate energy?" Fang Ping's idea is that if there is a chance, he should get himself a ray of innate energy. They say that without innate energy, there is no way to return to the innate state and advance to the innate state.

If you are in such a situation, you need to be prepared with both hands.

The old man in gray robe sat by the window, "My surname is Li and my name is Xuan. I once practiced in a martial arts sect for a period of time. This time I passed through Dazefu City and met my little friend unexpectedly. It can be said that I have a deep fate."

"My condolences, little friend, let's set off." Li Xuan concentrated his energy at his feet and walked more than ten meters away. Fang Ping was riding on the horse, and from time to time he could smell the corpse stench coming from Li Xuan's body.

The old man in gray robe looked at the young man leaving and breathed a sigh of relief. But then he thought, didn't he need a strong helper? The young man was only at the first level, but he was born with divine power and could carry mountains. He would not be weaker than the pseudo-innate level.

The strong man said, "Little friend... wait a minute."

At noon that day, with the scorching sun high and cloudless skies, Fang Ping appeared outside the city gate riding an exotic BMW.

It landed on the outside of the trunk of the tree spirit monster, and holes as big as the mouth of a bowl were corroded by puffs of smoke.

So I wanted to drag Fang Ping along.

Dozens of branches can stretch and retract freely, and the surface is covered with undetectable stinging barbs, which are as hard as steel whips. They are whipped on the ground, leaving shocking ravines and cracks.

"Innate Qi... People from all walks of life are going there one after another."

"Isn't he a Li family warrior? It's unusual for a pseudo-Xiantian realm warrior to appear outside the city of Dazefu." Fang Ping patted the dust on his body and walked towards the city.

"That was a few decades ago. There was a sect outside Daze Mansion, called the Wuluo Sect. It was very prosperous for a while and occupied a spiritual land. However, it later provoked people who should not be provoked and the sect was destroyed. The spiritual land was also destroyed.

Take it away, but not long ago, there was a rumor in the world that a new spiritual land was born in the ruins of the Wuluo Sect, which nourished more than one ray of innate energy."

Thinking of this, the old man in gray robe did not dare to look down on the young man. He dropped down from the treetop and gave an apologetic salute, "Peeping secretly, it's my fault. But to say that I have ulterior motives is absolutely impossible. We don't know each other at all."

.Since we are strangers, what do I want from you?"

"Rumors are all rumors, but there is no smoke without fire. There is a commotion in the world. If you go there early, you can find out the truth earlier." Li Xuan said in a sincere tone: "Little friend, don't you want to get a ray of innate energy?

?You are so young, if you have innate energy, you will be promoted to the innate realm in just a few days."

After stopping a few times along the way, the two of them drove for more than ten days, leaving the territory of Daze Prefecture and arriving at a deserted area outside Daze Prefecture where there were few people, wild beasts, and bandits.

No one can avoid it.

"Could it be that Li family warrior?" Fang Ping was ready to attack, and the golden blood could flow all over his body at any time. He locked onto the gray-robed old man and said sternly: "Secretly spying on Fang, it's clear that he has ulterior motives."

"Is it the same weird creature as Naluoquan?"

"Wuluo Sect is sitting outside Daze Mansion. This time, it will take at least a month or two. And this matter is weird, but it can be done. I am invincible by nature." Fang

Ping thought clearly and replied: "We can join forces, we can set off at any time."

But Fang Ping did it. The life energy contained in the golden blood was huge and pure, bringing endless power to Fang Ping.

"Cheer up. There are many weird and strange spirits in the wasteland, and it will be very dangerous if you are exposed to these things." Li Xuan just finished speaking, and a scarlet mist floated in front of him, and there seemed to be strange creatures murmuring in the mist.

, the distance was still more than a hundred meters away, Li Xuan kicked his feet and ran towards the distance, not caring about Fang Ping at all.

Fang Ping frowned. This old guy's skin was as pale as a dead person who had been dead for a few days. There was still a lingering corpse odor outside his body. His strength should not be underestimated. He had reached the pseudo-innate realm.

He made a fist with his left hand and struck at the bottom of the boulder. The boulder held in the palm of Fang Ping's right hand was broken into several pieces like an egg from bottom to top and fell to the ground.

Fang Ping was riding on the back of an exotic BMW, motionless as he looked at the dead tree, which was so thick that it would take three or four people to hug it.

"Then what if... it's about... the creation of innate energy?" The gray-robed old man's breathing quickened. People at the level of him and the young man could make them fly into the flames and go crazy for it.

, there is only "innate energy".

"I can't say for sure, I'm always 70% sure." The old man in gray robe said with a cracked mouth, his muscles were stiff and his face looked ugly when he smiled.

"Don't worry, little friend." Li Xuan took a sip of tea and spoke at length: "Innate Qi is the purest treasure of heaven and earth in the world. It can only be nurtured by the spiritual land, but the spiritual land in Daxuan,

They are all occupied by major aristocratic families and sects, and it is as difficult for ordinary people to find innate Qi as to reach the sky."

Fang Ping sensed that someone was spying on him in the dark, his eyes sparkled, and he raised his fist to strike. A few hundred meters away, Fang Ping passed by him in an instant. Behind the shattered rocks under his fist, a man wearing a gray trousers appeared.

The old man was wearing a robe, full of corpse stench, his skin was pale, and his eyes were bulging and flying backwards.

Only super strong people in the innate realm are willing to exchange innate energy for things.

Fang Ping didn't need to be reminded by this old thief. The exotic BMW was psychic. After sensing the crisis, he took the initiative to carry Fang Ping and ran away.

In the evening, after the family of three finished eating, Fang Ping sent Li Rou and Fang Ying to the Chu family.

After running for more than ten miles, the scarlet mist could no longer be seen. A dead tree growing in the wasteland appeared in front of him. Its branches were like living tentacles, attacking Li Xuan who had entered his attack range.

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An hour later.

"Not interested." Fang Ping responded indifferently. He liked to interact with old comrades, but he also liked to interact with other people. This old guy who smelled like corpses was not a good man at first glance.

Just when Fang Ping took a long breath, his strength dissipated, his body returned to normal, and he was about to return to the city.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

Li Xuan waved his palms like rain, fighting back again and again the branches that were trying to penetrate his body and wrap around his limbs, but he was unable to destroy the branches that were as solid as rock. He helplessly shouted to Fang Ping: "Come here, little friend."

Help me kill this monster."

"Okay, let's meet outside the city gate at noon tomorrow." Fang Ping got up and left. When he returned home, he told Li Rou and Fang Ying that he was going on a long trip and planned to send the two of them to the Chu family to live.

This question has been asked before, and Fang Ping's answer remained unchanged, "It was a gift from a friend who died young."

"Of course, the sooner the better. I have been traveling all the way. I originally planned to rest in this city for a day and then rush all the way to the ruins of the Wuluo Sect."

Fang Ping did not rely too much on himself. He had seen Baishan display his innate combat power with his own eyes, and he had a clear judgment on his current strength.
To be continued...