"In this world, there are no magical powers and magic, only martial arts dominate!"

"And the strongest of martial arts is the true meaning of martial arts!"

In theory, this is a power that only Dzogchen warriors can master. Once mastered, they will immediately not be afraid of low-level siege.

After all, once you master the power of artistic conception, it is equivalent to using magical powers among ordinary people, and the gap is too big.

However, because understanding the artistic conception is too difficult, even if you are not careful, it will damage your spirit. The "Aohan Shen Jie" reminds you one after another that you do not reach the peak of your innate state, don't try to comprehend the Frost Flower Picture.

"In the secret history of the martial arts world, there are still several peerless geniuses who can successfully comprehend the artistic conception at the innate middle level, and later they are invincible."

Fang Yuan stared at the frost flower picture, his eyes getting brighter and brighter: "This frost flower picture is part of the cold rule! Is the artistic conception?"

The so-called artistic conception is actually the manifestation of the subtleties of the great way and the power of rules.

The reason why this world is like a hedgehog is that it is both illusion and real, and dreams merge into the world, and the great way has changed, leaving him nowhere to start.

But Fang Yuan discovered at this time that the true meaning of martial arts was actually an extension of the power of rules!

"Once I can understand more artistic conception, I will be confident in touching the way of heaven, the core of this world... thus breaking through the blockade!"

His eyes became brighter and brighter, and he found a way to break the deadlock.

While thinking, the frost flower picture became clearer in his eyes.

In the room, the temperature dropped sharply, and a layer of white frost even appeared on the surrounding vases.

"Aohan artistic conception!"

Fang Yuan opened his eyes, and there seemed to be white frost in his pupils, and he raised his palm: "After comprehension, it complements martial arts. Although his skills have not increased, his power has more than doubled when facing enemies... Of course, the most important thing is from now on, I have no bottleneck in practicing the Aohan Divine Art to the Great Perfection Realm. As long as my skills have reached, I can improve it!"

"Of course, there are also differences in the level of understanding of artistic conception. This is the gap between the Great Perfection Warriors."

Fang Yuan slightly estimated his strength: "With my current strength, the acquired and the warriors who have just entered the innate world, they will die as much as they come. Even the mid-level innate level is not my opponent. The peak innate skills are far stronger than mine, but I am enough to protect myself."

With such strength, he can already be on the "martial list".

But Fang Yuan did not look at all happy.

For a demon who traverses many worlds, what is such a little achievement?

"What's more, the targeting of the world should be coming soon!"

This kind of targeting is similar to the backlash of luck, not like a thunder strike, but rather taking advantage of the situation, amplifying some of the most unfavorable factors and making everything develop in the worst direction.

For ordinary people living in the world, this is a very terrifying thing, as if there is a god of death staring at you at any time.

Moreover, this kind of bad luck will also affect it!

"Young Master! Young Master!"

Just then, a rapid knock on the door came from outside the door.

Fang Yuan frowned slightly and slowly stopped his work.

If you are an ordinary master, if you encounter such disturbances when practicing martial arts, you will be restless at the least, and you will be devilish!

He opened the door and saw Zhang Long with an anxious look on his face, and couldn't help asking: "What happened? Didn't I tell you to not disturb me when you are in seclusion?"

"Young Master!"

Zhang Long swallowed his saliva, only to feel that the young master was more majestic than usual: "The big thing is not good, my wife is seriously injured!"

"Oh, take me there!"

Fang Yuan's expression was calm and he realized that this was the backlash of the world.

The so-called wife is naturally not his wife, but Fang Tianhan's wife and Fang Xu's biological mother Jiang Lanxin.

Speaking of which, this lady was known as the Fire Phoenix Fairy when she was young, and was also a famous female hero in the world.

"What's going on?"

When he arrived in a courtyard, Fang Yuan saw Jiang Lanxin's personal maid Xiaomei and immediately shouted.

"Young Master!"

At this time, a man who looked like an old servant knelt on the ground: "While the master and his wife were traveling on Tianzhu Mountain, they found a thousand-year-old cold vine that was about to mature. They were very precious. They wanted to obtain it for the young master, but they did not want to meet the master of the Demon Sect. The master was trapped and the wife escaped by chance, but they were poisonous and were already as angry as a wanderer. The villain was incompetent..."

‘As it really…is it a backlash?’

A sneer appeared in Fang Yuan's heart, but he said, "Take me there!"

In the boudoir, a middle-aged beautiful woman was lying on the bed, with the black air in Yintang faintly, and obviously she was extremely poisonous.

"Who is the master who besieged my father?"

He sat beside the bed and asked again.

"The one who had a dispute with the master was Sun Yan, the great protector of the Demon Sect and the Poison Fire Demon Lord!"

Among the Demon Sect, the most powerful one is the Demon Emperor, who is overwhelming the martial arts world and has a vague title of the world's number one master.

Next, there are the deputy sect leader and the great guardian. Among them, the Poison Fire Demon Lord is ranked 27th on the Martial Arts List, and his strength is even higher than Fang Tianhan.

"Report!"

At this time, Zhang Long's sworn brother Zhao Hu ran in and knelt down on one knee: "Young master... something is not good, my subordinates heard that the elder intends to convene a meeting of elders and depose the position of the master's sect!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the people in the house changed suddenly.

"Damn it never happens alone!"

Seeing this, Fang Yuan sneered.

Of course, there are also power struggles and faction divisions within the Junshan Sect.

Of course, before, Fang Tianhan used his Great Perfection to suppress everything, and no one dared to resist.

Therefore, people from the sect leader acted a little arrogant and domineering, which caused a lot of dissatisfaction, among which Fang Xu took the majority.

Now, after hearing that Fang Tianhan was trapped and killed for a lifetime, the Fire Phoenix Fairy was also poisoned, she immediately started to attack.

"The Great Elder Zhang Hanzhen, OK, very good!"

A trace of cold light flashed in Fang Yuan's eyes.

At this time, if Fang Xu was still the same as before, there would be no doubt that he would have encountered a crisis and died!

The only way to survive is to escape immediately, and you may not be able to escape!

"With my current cultivation level, I will definitely be able to run away, but it won't work!"

Fang Yuan sighed in his heart.

His predecessor Fang Xu owed a lot of cause and effect here, how could he leave?

Perhaps everything in the dream is illusory, but when it is false, it is also true. Who knows if this is an intentional trap, so that this family affection and regret become a roadblock to cracking the dream?

Therefore, it must be solved.

Fang Yuan stepped forward, held Jiang Xinlan's wrist, and slowly inputted an internal force.

"Fire Poison? It's indeed the attack of the poisonous fire demon king."

As soon as he thought of this, a frost flashed in his eyes, and the cold power of true energy suddenly ran along the meridians.

The power of ice is originally incompatible with poisonous fire.

"Um!"

Not long after, Jiang Xinlan on the bed couch exclaimed and woke up.

"lady!"

Seeing this scene, both the maid Xiaomei, the old servant, and even the Longhu brothers were very happy: "You finally woke up?"

"Is it cold?"

Jiang Xinlan said softly. She knew very well that she had been infected with the poisonous palm of the Poison Fire Demon Lord, and only Zhibing Zhihan's internal strength could suppress it. Only Fang Tianhan could do it in the entire Junshan Sect.

"No... the sect leader is still trapped, it was the young master who saved you!"

"Xu'er? Impossible!"

Jiang Xinlan's eyes returned to ease, but she was still very weak: "The sky is cold... in Yingjue Peak, and it occupies a good location. It should be able to support it for a period of time. You can ask the martial arts masters for help!"

She said a few words and fell asleep immediately.

"It's okay, Madam, this is a huge consumption of energy and needs resting..."

The old servant went up to get his meridians, and his eyes looked at Fang Yuan were filled with some incredible things: "Young master... your internal strength?"

"You are here to protect me, I will come when I go!"

Fang Yuan didn't say much, turned around and left.

Junshan School, the main hall of conferences.

"Great Elder...How can you do this and cut off the sect leader's retreat?"

A sad and angry voice came: "The sect leader was just besieged and his vitality is still there."

"That's the great protector of the Demon Sect, the Poison Fire Demon Lord, the Great Perfection Master, and the others, at most, they are in the middle level in the innate level. How can they compete with it? As for the foreign aid and the people on the martial arts list, who would be willing to go through fire and water for us to face the Demon Sect?"
To be continued...