On the bed in the hut, Song Fan was sitting cross-legged with his legs crossed. His face was slightly rosy, and his breathing was long and long. It was obvious that he had practiced all night.
"Phew!" Suddenly, Song Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a faint light surging in his eyes.
"Breakthrough! Breakthrough! I want to break through!"
His mind sank slightly, and Song Fan screamed with great desire in his heart. At the same time, he began to use the power in his body to rush into the acupuncture points that had not yet been opened.
On that day, he plundered the life source of many rock snakes in the stone chamber. During this period, he took a large amount of elixirs to recuperate his injuries. The energy in his body had reached nearly saturation and he could break through at any time.
Creak! Creak! Creak!
He exerted his strength for a moment, and effortlessly opened several acupuncture points in succession.
Soon, sixty-four acupuncture points had been opened, and he was successfully promoted to the ninth level of strength training.
After breaking through to the ninth level of strength training, Song Fan did not stop the pace of breakthrough, but continued to use his strength to attack the remaining acupuncture points that had not yet been opened.
Creak! Creak! Creak! The muffled sound of the orifice being opened came one after another.
Sixty-five acupoints!
Sixty-six acupoints!
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Seventy-nine acupoints!
Eighty acupoints!
Soon, sixteen more acupoints were easily opened.
After opening up the eighty acupoints in a row, Song Fan's pace of opening the acupoints stopped. By opening up the eighty-one acupoints, he could communicate with the vitality of heaven and earth and enter the realm of true energy.
There is no doubt that Song Fan is now at the peak of his training. However, it is extremely difficult to take this last step. There are many practitioners with mediocre qualifications who have been stuck at the peak of their training for their entire lives and have never been able to do so.
Enter the realm of true energy.
The realm of true energy is the first threshold on the road to martial arts.
Song Fan tried several times to open up the 81st acupuncture point, but all ended in failure.
He shook his head. The eighty-one acupoint was extremely stable. No matter how hard he tried to gather his strength to attack, it was as stable as a rock and showed no sign of being unblocked.
"Am I too impatient?"
After thinking about it seriously, Song Fan was no longer depressed, shook his head, jumped off the bed, and stretched his muscles in the hut.
Clenching his fists hard, Song Fan's eyes were filled with light. He now felt that his body was full of power, and he could punch out at will, which was comparable to the power of the mountain finger he used before.
The strength at the peak of training is indeed not comparable to the eighth level of training.
Pushing open the door, Song Fan saw Yao Qingzi coming back from outside. He immediately smiled and said, "You are back, I will find a place to practice the phantom body technique."
"Did you achieve a breakthrough?" Yao Qingzi looked at Song Fan blankly and said in surprise.
"Well, I just made a breakthrough, I'm just lucky!" He waved his hand casually and trotted towards the outside of the valley.
Looking at Song Fan's disappearing back, Yao Qingzi bit her lower lip tightly, with a strange look in her beautiful eyes.
Although Song Fan said he was lucky, in fact, Yao Qingzi knew better than anyone how hard Song Fan practiced. During the time she and Song Fan got along, apart from eating and sleeping, the latter spent almost all day and night
Practice hard.
This is also the reason why Song Fan practices so fast. It is not that he is more talented than others, but that he practices harder than others.
"Alas!" After a long time, only a resentful sigh was heard, and then a beautiful figure slowly walked into the hut.
Not long after leaving the valley, Song Fan found a quiet and uninhabited mountain forest, took out the piece of beautiful jade and looked at it, and then started practicing according to the phantom body technique.
All I could see was that Song Fan was rushing back and forth in this quiet mountain forest, as if there was wind blowing under his feet, and his speed was extremely fast.
After practicing until noon, he stopped and shook his head in frustration, "It still doesn't work. No matter how fast I go, I still can't transform into a phantom clone."
The difficulty of practicing this martial art is beyond Song Fan's imagination. He has been practicing the phantom body technique for half a month, not to mention the phantom clone, not even an afterimage has appeared.
"According to the record on that piece of beautiful jade, the martial arts senior who left behind this martial arts was not able to practice this martial arts to a great degree. This shows how difficult it is to practice this martial arts."
Shaking his head helplessly, Song Fan looked up at the sky and then walked towards the valley. It was noon and he should go back for lunch.
"Rustling."
Song Fan had just taken two steps when a soft sound suddenly came from the grass on the side. Although this sound was extremely soft, it could not be concealed from Song Fan, who had both ears and eyesight.
"Who!" Huo Ran shouted softly, and Song Fan looked at the grass with bright eyes.
Whoosh! Before he finished speaking, a round, fiery red monster suddenly sprang out from the grass and fled towards the distance without looking back.
"Fire Pig!"
Seeing the appearance of the fiery red monster that suddenly sprang out, Song Fan relaxed his tense nerves, shook his head and said with a smile: "It turned out to be a flaming pig. What did I think it was? Well, today is just a day to improve my life."
The Flame Pig is a low-level monster, but I heard that the meat of this monster tastes pretty good.
As he flipped his wrist, a large bow with horns appeared in his hand. He strung the arrow and drew the bow without any tricks. The flaming pig fell down at the sound.
Carrying the fat flaming pig, Song Fan quickly returned to the valley where the two lived in seclusion. Looking at the thatched hut not far away, he couldn't help but smile.
"Qingzi, I'm back!"
"It's so far away," Song Fan just shouted.
However, there was no response. The valley was quiet except for the echo of his words.
"Is something going to happen?" When no one responded, Song Fan couldn't help but frown, strode forward, and shouted at the same time: "Qingzi! Qingzi!"
When he got closer, Song Fan found that the front door of the hut was locked from the inside. His expression changed slightly, he dropped the flaming pig in his hand, and kicked the door open with all his strength.
"Qingzi!"
When Song Fan rushed into the hut, he saw Yao Qingzi, half lying on the bed, unconscious, and his expression suddenly changed.
At this time, Yao Qingzi's hands and feet were cold, a faint layer of black air appeared faintly on her pretty face, her long and narrow eyelashes were trembling slightly, with crystal tears hanging on them, and her silver teeth were clenched tightly, as if she was enduring the unbearable pain.
It's painful, and the whole person's mind is a little unclear.
"This stupid woman!"
Seeing this situation, Song Fan didn't know that Yao Qingzi ignored his own advice and secretly practiced while he wasn't paying attention.
The unknown body will gradually turn into a killing machine as its cultivation deepens. This is a curse that the unknown body cannot break. The unknown body is destined to be unknown.
Song Fan was so angry that he stamped his feet. He quickly took out the rare elixir from Najie and fed it to Yao Qingzi. At the same time, he held Yao Qingzi's delicate body in his arms and used his own body temperature to warm the latter's cold body.
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Not long after, the black air on Yao Qingzi's pretty face faded by itself, her cold body gradually warmed up, and she slowly woke up.
"Why are you here!"
Seeing Song Fan standing nearby, Yao Qingzi's pretty face suddenly changed, and she lowered her head and did not dare to look at Song Fan.