Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 170 Lin character technique has increased a little

When the tip of his fist touched Susha, he precisely controlled the movement of his finger bones by three inches. This was the information he gained from the two previous deaths. There was an old burn mark three inches below the woman's ribs.

Ding!
The sound of gold and jade clashing echoed across the mountaintop.

The woman took a half step back for the first time, and bronze ripples appeared on the part that was hit.

Xu Yunfan was unfazed by the punch. His nostrils twitched as he caught the fleeting smell of burning. His right fist transformed from a hammer into a claw and struck the opponent's throat.
In the transcendent perception blessed by the Lin character formula, the silver lines between the woman's eyebrows suddenly lit up.

The silver light gently tapped the void, and the cold air of the entire snow-capped mountain suddenly poured into his open pores.

"Knock on the Heavenly Gate."

When the cold Taoist voice sounded, Xu Yunfan was shocked to find that every drop of his blood had solidified into ice needles.

The sea of ​​consciousness that maintained the Lin character formula was pierced by thousands of ice cones, and the state of supreme oblivion actually began to crack.

The woman's two fingers pressed together turned into crystal clear ice spikes, and the coldness flowing through her fingertips was so extreme that it almost froze his body.

Xu Yunfan's body was rapidly collapsing and his blood was frozen, but his spirit was sitting in the center of his sea of ​​consciousness. No matter how powerful the ice cone was, it was like a magic needle that stabilized the sea, suppressing the core area of ​​his sea of ​​consciousness and preventing it from breaking.

His expression did not change at all, his body and spirit were in a state of collapse under the woman's attack, but he did not stop moving at all, his blood was boiling like a furnace, and when he raised his elbow and stepped on the ground, the large pieces of ice and frost on his body were shattered one after another.

Catching the trajectory of the sword in the chaotic sense of time, Xu Yunfan twisted his body to avoid the heart at the cost of breaking three ribs.

However, the sword finger suddenly dissipated like willow catkins, splitting into 720 icy threads that wrapped around the acupoints all over the body.

With his eyes focused on the Lin character technique, which had been pushed to the extreme, he finally caught a glimpse of the ancient Taoist patterns flowing in the ice silk after falling into extreme calmness.

His body shook violently, and he threw a punch. The muscles in his arm bulged, and all the blood in his body rushed into his arm frantically. Even the tough skin couldn't hold it, and it tore into tiny bloody wounds.

The tip of his fist cut through the air, his finger bones wrapped in turbid white air waves, and with a roaring sound, the heavy punch hit the woman's face. Xu Yunfan concentrated all his vitality into this one blow.

The Thousand-Force Mountain-Shaking Hammer Technique turns the hammer into a fist and the stars fall into the sky!

The moment the fist touched Susha.

The ice silk suddenly retracted.

Seven hundred and twenty cold air currents penetrated into his acupoints at the same time, and Xu Yunfan stood stiffly in the snow, still swinging his fist.

The woman tapped his brow with her fingertips.

"Ho!"

Xu Yunfan bounced up from the bed, his back smashing the thick wall, and his subconscious force caused the large solid wooden bed to collapse.

He subconsciously touched his intact throat. The remaining chill from the dream was still wandering in the gap between his jaws, causing him to get goose bumps all over his body.

"Entering a dream!?"

Xu Yunfan had a puzzled look on his face. After what happened with the Incense Cult, he knew in his heart that there were extremely powerful people whose spirits could leave their flesh shells, like Ming Zun, who had a golden body made of incense and fire, and who still possessed unfathomable powers even in the Dharma Ending Age.

Who is that woman?
Xu Yunfan subconsciously glanced at the series of proficiency information that appeared in his field of vision.

'...'

"You used the Lin character technique and entered a state of calmness. Your proficiency in the Lin character technique has increased."

Xu Yunfan was a little surprised when he saw this prompt message pop up on the property panel.

Since I started learning the Lin character technique, until now, I have only made a little progress. This shows how difficult it is to practice this secret technique.

What surprised him even more was that he had already used the Thousand-pound Mountain-shaking Hammer Technique, which was clearly only wielded by the Flesh Refining Realm. "Transform the hammer into a fist..."

Xu Yunfan looked at the dawn in the east. Although the information about his proficiency level surprised him a little, he was mostly frowning. Who on earth was that woman?

He had never had a dream since he started practicing the Lin character technique. Now, not only did he dream, but he was actually dragged into a dream.

If I had held the Thunder and Fire Qilin Hammer in my dream, the result might not have been the same: I was killed by a few clean and neat moves.

Seeing that it was getting late, Xu Yunfan tightened the Jidao relic that was tied into a vest on his body, put on his clothes and washed up. Then he went out immediately with the black steel machine box and the Thunder Fire Kirin Hammer on his back, and sat cross-legged on the top of a mountain outside Tiangong City.

When the first golden thread pierced the clouds, Xu Yunfan's pores suddenly dilated.

The pure yang energy dormant deep in the flesh and blood is like lava pouring into a glacier. It begins to flow along the small circulation between the body's flesh and blood membranes, constantly nourishing the body.

The pure yang energy seeped into his muscles like molten gold, and Xu Yunfan could clearly feel every muscle fiber greedily sucking in the heat.

He took in the purple air coming from the east, along with a few grains of Yuan Ling Qi, into his mouth and nose, and then it flowed down and merged into the pure Yang internal energy.

Every muscle fiber was vibrating at a high frequency, grinding the purple energy of the morning glow that had seeped into the body into golden particles visible to the naked eye.

"You practice diligently every day, regardless of weather, to cultivate Pure Yang Qigong. This place seems to be even more spiritual, and you have gained some more Yuanling Qi. Your Pure Yang Qigong proficiency has improved."

'...'

'Pure Yang Qigong 3/1000 (Minor Success)'

"Um?!"

Xu Yunfan suddenly discovered that his pure yang energy, which was already quite strong yesterday, was now much thinner.

If it weren't for the purple energy of the morning glow mixed with the spiritual energy that entered the body today and restored a lot of it, perhaps it would not have been recovered.

After half an hour of practice, Xu Yunfan slowly stood up, his eyes showing a thoughtful look.

What was that woman's purpose, and how did she become entangled with me?
According to Master Zhan Yan, after the primordial spirits of heaven and earth have revived a little, the law of the end will loosen up, and those invisible demons and monsters in the past may revive again.

Two thousand years ago, when the Yuan Ling was about to dissipate, the human race's cultivation level regressed, and the demons relied on hunting humans as food to increase their cultivation level. It can be said that the demons were rampant, the humans were the food, and the demons took over.

The old fox wears a robe and calls himself the Holy Lord, while the hungry ghost wears a crown and sits in the Mingtang.

In the middle of the night, evil drums are beaten on the city wall, and thousands of young children cry their hearts out.

Xu Yunfan did not hesitate and immediately ran back to Tiangong City to ask his master Zhan Yan about the incident of him entering his dream.

After returning to Tiangong City, he took the familiar route down to the Dihuo Cave. When he kicked open the iron door of the Weapon Casting Hall, Zhan Yan was dipping a red sword embryo into the weak water.

In the quenching white mist, the body of the old weapon-casting master Zhan Yan was knotted with muscles and tendons. Every time he raised his hands and feet, one could see the blood and energy like a furnace, which was even more intense than the lava fire underground.

"Master!"

The sword blank suddenly exploded. Zhan Yan's body stiffened and he threw the fire tongs with his backhand. The sound of the tongs breaking through the air brushed past Xu Yunfan's ear and hit the door frame.

This instantly stopped Xu Yunfan in his tracks and he looked a little embarrassed.

"Bunny!"

Zhan Yan wiped his face with a hand towel and drummed his knuckles on a sundial developed by the Mechanical Hall on the forging platform. "Weapons are cast at 3:30 of the Chen hour, and tempered at 12:30 of the You hour. And you dare to kick the door at the Yin hour?"

(End of this chapter)