When Tang Fan opened his eyes, it was already two days later.

He looked up at Fang Tong, who was sitting on the side, also practicing with his eyes closed, without disturbing her.

Fang Tong has been here for a day. Although Tang Fan felt the sensation at that time, he did not speak and was still concentrating on compressing the power of his physical body.

Fang Tong knew that he was immersed in practice, so he sat aside and practiced.

In the Medicine Cauldron Abyss, the two of them obtained some secrets of the Fang family from Fang Lan, which were all family secrets that Fang Tong had never been exposed to before.

Tang Xiaowu's success deeply stimulated Fang Lan. She didn't want to fall behind too much, so she was very focused.

Fortunately, she has a foundation in the Fang family's martial arts, so it is relatively easy to practice these secret techniques.

Tang Fan held back a surge of energy in his body, flew to the back of the hillside, clenched his fist and punched into the distance.

"boom!"

Before he used this punch, he had already compressed his body from the middle stage of the Divine Transformation Realm to the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm through these two days of hard work.

But when he clenched his fist and blasted it out, based on the previous compression of his physical body to the limit, he compressed the Nine Turns Divine Gang Fist again.

Originally, he was able to exert the power of this punch to 100%, but now it has been reduced to about 70%.

But on the basis of this double compression, it seems that he has reached the ultimate power that he can now exert!

Therefore, when he punched out, the overall power of his punch was at least reduced by more than half compared to the peak period...

"boom……"

The void trembled slightly, and there was a muffled sound, and a faint shadow of a fist rushed into the distance, and gradually disappeared with the fluctuation of the surrounding air flow.

However, just below the hillside, a deep pit appeared, completely absorbing the destructive power of this punch.

However, no matter how you look at it, the power of this punch is not very powerful, and even the remaining aura cannot reflect Tang Fan's true combat power.

Tang Fan stared thoughtfully at the deep pit at the foot of the hillside, then thought about it in his mind, and a smile gradually appeared on his lips.

"The weaker, the better. When one day, I can punch without any destructive power, it means that I have compressed to the extreme! When I want to explode and exert the full power of my body and cultivation, I will be able to surpass my own potential.

It’s even several times stronger than my own strength!”

"Self-compression is more like a way of practicing San Gong, or... the cultivation level is turned upside down, and the more you practice, the weaker it gets. This is the essence of this method!"

"This method is not only applicable to Nine Turns Divine Gang Fist, but also to any technique... By the way, this is a bit like Yingxiang's own cultivation method that has a period of decline!"

The more Tang Fan thought about it, the more satisfied he became. Through these two days of exploration, he finally established his future practice method.

"When I built the foundation of my immortal veins, I only had a baby after the Purple Gold Pill was completed. In a sense, I have been exposed to this method for a long time, but I just haven't realized it yet!"

"I haven't compressed enough now, I have to continue..."

As soon as Tang Fan turned around, he saw Fang Tong walking over.

"What are you thinking about again?"

Fang Tong tilted his head and asked with a cute look on his face.

"I'm thinking about a new way of cultivation!"

"Can you tell me?"

Fang Tong asked with a smile that sounded like coquettishness.

Tang Fan couldn't help but be fascinated by it, and said with a wicked smile: "This is my secret!"

"Why... you can't even tell me?"

Fang Tong raised his mouth in displeasure.

"Unless you beg me!"

"Okay, I beg you!"

Fang Tong grabbed his arm and shook him gently.

"That's not what I'm begging for!"

"How do you ask for it?"

"Be like Murasaki Sakura..."

"You're really a bad learner!"

Fang Tong was so angry that he threw away his hand, but then he said reluctantly: "Don't think I can't do it. What's so difficult about it!"

After she finished speaking, she leaned close to Tang Fan, her thin body leaned on Tang Fan's shoulder, twisted twice slightly, and said softly: "Xiao Wu, can you tell me?"

Without waiting for Tang Fan to answer, she straightened up again and asked fiercely: "Is this such a mean look?"

"no……"

"no?"

"Um……"

Tang Fan suppressed a bad smile and whispered: "I have meat, but you... are so panicked!"

Fang Tong didn't understand it at first, but when she followed Tang Fan's finger and looked down, she suddenly understood. She jumped up in anger and said with a blushing face: "Tang Xiaowu, you are going too far!"

Tang Fan laughed and ran away.

"Stop!"

The two of them walked in a circle around Tianzi Yigu.

"Tang Xiaowu, let me show you the results of these two days of practice!"

When Fang Tong saw Tang Fan running away, he immediately burst out with his cultivation, made a gesture with his fingers, and a white light suddenly burst out in the air.

The aura of this white light was a little strange, and it instantly turned into a ring, falling quickly from Tang Fan's head.

"Um?"

Tang Fan's body paused slightly, as if there was an invisible big hand in the ring trying to trap him.

He was worried that Fang Tong would suffer backlash, so he did not resist and allowed the ring to cover him.

Unfortunately, as soon as the ring touched his head, Fang Tong's cultivation was unable to support it and began to disintegrate.

"Why!"

Fang Tong sighed angrily, sat there and began to sulk.

"I just started practicing, don't be impatient..."

Tang Fan retreated to her side and comforted her.

"Ha ha……"

Fang Tong suddenly jumped up, hugged him, and said with a wicked smile: "Tang Xiaowu, I caught you!"

Tang Fan also smiled and said, "Your hand is very much like Zi Xiaoying's style!"

"Don't mention her again!"

"If you don't mention it, don't mention it. My sister Fang is better!"

Tang Fan pulled her to sit aside and asked, "What is your magical power called?"

"This set of magical powers is called Immortal Sealing Seal. It requires a very high level of cultivation. I just used it in its initial form, but it still didn't last long."

"This magical power is very strong. It deserves the name of Immortal Seal. You must understand it carefully."

"real?"

"Yes, this magical power may be stronger than you think!"

Tang Fan was telling the truth. Although Fang Tong was still a beginner, in just a moment, he faintly felt a strange power that seemed not to belong to this world.

"But, I'm so stupid. I have clearly understood the cultivation method, but when I put it into practice, I just can't figure it out."

"Is it possible that your perception is in the wrong direction? Or that there is a deviation in your understanding? You have to understand that relatively powerful exercises like this have many changes and various forms. If you miss it even a little bit, you will be wrong by a thousand miles!"

"You seem to have woken me up!"

Fang Tong nodded solemnly.

Tang Fan reminded again: "We still need to combine the basic skills of your Fang family to understand them together."

"right!"

Fang Tong chuckled, and was so happy that he opened his arms and hugged Tang Fan hard.

Tang Fan deliberately made a serious face and said: "Okay, don't be affectionate when practicing, don't harass me..."

"screw you!"

Fang Tong looked shy and pushed him away angrily.

"Practice, practice, the ancients studied at night with their red sleeves filled with incense, today little sister Fang is practicing with me..."

"hehe……"

Fang Tong was so amused by him that he couldn't stop giggling and asked, "Xiao Wu, can I practice with you every day?"

"You can practice with me, but you can't be together every day..."

"Are you still worried about others gossiping?"

"I'm not afraid of gossip, but I think you should leave some time alone for me and Zi Xiaoying. If you are here day and night, how will she and I develop?"

"you……"

Fang Tong looked at Tang Fan's serious look and thought he had heard wrong.

"I, Tang Xiaowu, must be fair and just, and cannot be partial! Haha..."

"Okay, you..."

Only then did Fang Tong understand what he meant and said depressedly: "What are you trying to do with her?"

"Just think that I'm just a lustful person!"
Chapter completed!