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"No, it's impossible." After thinking for a moment, Fang Tang asked, "What is this?"

"I call him thunder in the palm of his hand." Ou Chuyang replied slowly.

"Is this a martial art?"

"Should it be considered?"

"Should it be? Where did you learn it?" Fang Tang asked afterwards without understanding the meaning of Ou Chuyang's dialect.

Facing Fang Tang’s problem, Ou Chuyang scratched his head and said embarrassedly: “I don’t know if it is considered a martial art. This is a kind of martial art I created by chance…a martial art.”

I really couldn't find a more suitable vocabulary to express, so Ou Chuyang could only treat it as a martial art.

"Homemade?" Fang Tang was already numb.

This little guy is still not a human being. He can do such a great thing in his own martial arts. Judging from the historical information he has mastered, people who can create martial arts can be said to be rare, and all of those characters are peaks.

"You just hurt me with it?" Fang Tang asked with a trembling voice when he looked at Ou Chuyang now as if he was looking at a monster.

"Well, it is it. I can send it smoothly now and then let it explode within a certain range around my body." Without any doubt, Ou Chuyang simply answered Fang Tang's doubts.

After hearing this, Ou Chuyang only saw Fang Tang's mouth wide open, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't say it. He just kept looking at Ou Chuyang, which made him feel scared.

Finally unable to stand Fang Tang's shocked eyes, Ou Chuyang slowly retracted the thunder in his palm, gently patted the former on the shoulder and shouted: "Uncle Cousin? Uncle Cousin?"

When Fang Tang heard Ou Chuyang call him, he woke up from the shock, stretched out his finger and pointed Ou Chuyang, and shook his head. Over the past moment, Ou Chuyang shocked him several times. He thought to himself: "Master, are you the father of this freak? People like this obviously don't look like humans can give birth to them."

Seeing Fang Tang's expression a little strange, Ou Chuyang had a strange Ou name. Suddenly, he remembered Fang Tang's words just now and immediately asked: "Uncle Counselor, what do you mean by the internal aura condensation object?"

"Oh, you should know the division of the strong level on the continent."

"I know. Acquired warriors, innate warriors, martial guards, martial masters, martial masters, martial masters, martial kids, martial saints, martial gods." Ou Chuyang said like an endorsement. Ou Chuyang still knows a little about such basic common sense.

"Then do you know how to judge what level a strong man has reached?" Fang Tang asked again.

Ou Chuyang shook his head and looked at Fang Tang.

"Oh~" sighed, Fang Tang finally turned over. It seemed that Ou Chuyang's cultivation was probably in a ignorant situation. No one had explained this knowledge to Ou Chuyang before. It seemed that he was going to act as a teacher once. He coughed in a low voice. Fang Tang said slowly: "A cultivator can be called an acquired warrior if he has cultivated his internal energy. If the acquired warrior reaches level 9 and has successfully broken through, this is how it is in purple.

The qi of the mansion will form a crystal, which is the manifestation of reaching the innate warrior. This manifestation is called internal qi crystal. From the innate warrior level to the Wuwei level, you can use internal qi to create a protective cover on the surface of the body, which is called internal qi protection. Further down, breaking through to the martial arts master can release the internal qi outward, and you can use internal qi to attack. When you break through to the Wu Zun, you can use internal qi to get rid of the gravity of the earth, that is, fly, which is called internal qi control."

"You can also excrete toxins from the body and make the body tough. Mr. Fang mentioned this to me." When Fang Tang was halfway through, Ou Chuyang suddenly interrupted.

"That's right, you can only be considered a real strong man when you reach the level of Wu Zun. Later, if you break through to the level of Wu Kuang, you can use your internal energy to form any shape of energy outside the body, that is, condensation. At that time, ordinary weapons will have no effect. A Wu Kuang can use your internal energy to condense into any weapon he wants."

"Then am I a condensate?" Ou Chuyang asked.

"It shouldn't be counted. Your kind is like martial arts, or secret techniques, and it's very special." Fang Tang replied.

Before Ou Chuyang asked again, Fang Tang continued: "If you reach the level of Martial Saint, your internal energy will transform the internal organs and meridians in your body, and truly reach the indestructible body of Vajra. Unless a master of the same level or above will not be able to harm the body at all."

"What if it's the God of War?"

"Martial God? Haha, that is the highest level of existence on the continent. I don't know much about the specific situation. It's just that according to legend, people at the Martial God level can cultivate the scattered shooting n, and can also escape the lifespan limit and live for immortality." As he said that, Fang Tang's eyes revealed a look of envy and yearning.

"Differential shot n? Are you two myself?" Ou Chuyang did not understand the word "differential shot n".

"That's not something I can know. Haha. After all, I'm just like you, and I'm still only at the level of innate warriors. Things at that level are not something I can understand for the time being." Fang Tang said with a smile.

After saying that, Fang Tang looked straight at Ou Chuyang as if he was remembering something, and asked in a tentative tone as if he had discovered a new world: "I see that your internal energy looks a bit like a ignorant spirit. Can you summon fire?"

"Flame?" Hearing this, Ou Chuyang remembered that before he created the thunder in his palm, what he summoned was indeed a state of flame.

"It should be possible." Ou Chuyang answered vaguely.

Fang Tang's eyes lit up and he almost subconsciously said loudly: "Hurry, try."

Nodding at Fang Tang, Ou Chuyang silently used up his purple internal energy, slowly controlling the internal energy from the purple palace to his arm, and slowly gathered on his palm like a silk-striped calluses. At this time, Ou Chuyang only felt that his mental power was being consumed.

"Teng" did not disappoint Fang Tang's expectations, and a purple flame slowly condensed on Ou Chuyang's palm.

Looking at the beating purple flames, Fang Tang was extremely excited, as if the flame was summoned by himself. The expression on his face was constantly changing, sometimes shocked, sometimes excited, and sometimes solemn.

Fang Tang didn't say anything, Ou Chuyang did not take back the flames. In this way, the two of them seemed to be fixed, one was just watching, and the other was holding up one palm.

Time passed quietly. After about half a day, Ou Chuyang's mental power was finally unable to continue to support the flames on his palm. Under Fang Tang's surprised gaze, it suddenly went out.

As the flames disappeared, Fang Tang's eyes slowly retracted from Ou Chuyang's palm and looked at Ou Chuyang again. He realized that Ou Chuyang seemed to be exhausted at this time, and could not use any strength on his body. He could only lean softly on the back of the chair, gasping heavily, and beads of sweat on his forehead flowed down his cheeks, wetting a large area of ​​clothes.

Seeing Ou Chuyang's weak appearance, Fang Tang realized that his pursuit of knowledge caused the child to be almost exhausted. The latter hurriedly took out a pill from his pocket of clothes and handed it to Ou Chuyang's mouth, and said a little apologetically: "This is the return of breath, eat it quickly." After that, he fed the return of breath into Ou Chuyang's mouth.

After taking the Qi Recovery Pill, Ou Chuyang felt that his internal energy had recovered a little, and he also had strength on his body, but his head was still a little swollen. It seems that the long-term use of flames has basically consumed all his mental power. If he persisted for a while, he might faint immediately.

After meditating and adjusting his breathing for a while, I felt that the situation in my body improved slightly. Ou Chuyang then opened his eyes and looked at Fang Tang. The latter did not leave. He kept paying attention to Ou Chuyang's physical condition. Seeing that he woke up from the breathing adjustment, he knew that Ou Chuyang had recovered a little, so he felt relieved and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Nephew Ou, I was reckless just now."

"Uncle, what are you saying?" Feeling Fang Tang's sincerity, Ou Chuyang felt a little excited. Ou Chuyang naturally felt guilty when he made an uncle who was in his twenties apologize to him.

"Nephew Ou, do you know how long you lasted the flames just now?" Fang Tang approached Ou Chuyang and asked in a low voice.

Ou Chuyang thought about it, then shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"Half a day, half a day." As he said, Fang Tang suddenly burst into laughter, looking very excited.

"So long?" Ou Chuyang was also stunned. He did not expect that he could hold on for so long.

"Well. Nephew Ou Xian, do you want to become an alchemist?" Fang Tang's words were like a bombshell, thrown into Ou Chuyang's heart.

Think! Of course I think! Ou Chuyang shouted in his heart, let alone the transcendent status of alchemists on the mainland. Even if he does not have these status, if he can develop advanced elixirs for himself to take, his strength will not grow rapidly? Only when his strength increases greatly will his life be guaranteed.

Thinking of this, Ou Chuyang stared at Fang Tang with affirmative and tenacious eyes and said, "I think! Can I?"

Without answering Ou Chuyang's question positively, Fang Tang smiled slightly and said, "If you want to become an alchemist, there are three necessary conditions. First, excellent fire control ability. You already have this point; second, strong mental support, judging from the fact that you could persist in fire control for half a day just now, you also have this point; third, keen perception, when practicing medicine, you must divide some mental power to perceive the changes in the material during the refining process, remove the dross and retain the essence, and only in this way can you refine advanced elixirs. I don't know if you have this third point, but with the first two points, you can already become an alchemist. I can't help you later. If you want, you can try it yourself."

After saying that, Fang Tang opened the door and called a subordinate in, and whispered a few instructions in his ear. His subordinate nodded and turned around and walked out. Not long after, the subordinate came back, but there was too much in his hand. He handed the book to Fang Tang and retreated.

Fang Tang took the book, turned around and handed it to Ou Chuyang and said, "This book is an alchemy scripture, which can be bought outside. It is not expensive but not cheap. It only explains the cultivation methods of alchemists. As long as it can control fire, you can learn it. You can practice it."

After taking the alchemy scripture, Ou Chuyang used mo, raised his head and said respectfully: "Uncle Cousin, thank you."

Shaking his head and signaling Ou Chuyang not to be polite. Fang Tang reminded: "Remember, before you become a real alchemist, don't tell anyone about this. In addition, the martial arts you created will not be used when your life is at stake, unless you have the strength to protect yourself, otherwise..."

"A gentleman is innocent, but he is guilty of being guilty. Right?" Ou Chuyang was very grateful for Fang Tang's sincere confession, and he also understood the truth. He had treasures, unless he had the ability to make others unable to peek, he could only hide them deeply, so that he could live longer.

After hearing Ou Chuyang's words, Fang Tang nodded in appreciation. It seemed that his efforts were not in vain. At least, this child is not a mediocre person, and he still understands this simple truth.

"Okay, after resting, you can go back. Practice well." After all that was supposed to say, Fang Tang immediately sent someone to send Ou Chuyang back to rest.

"Uncle, then I'll leave first." After saying that, Ou Chuyang followed the subordinates sent by Fang Tang and went out and returned to his residence to rest.

Looking at the back of the boy who was slowly disappearing, Fang Tang's heart was filled with turmoil. Don't let me down. Although his cultivation talent is limited, if you can see such a genius step by step towards the peak of martial arts, it would be considered a great success. Fang Tang thought in his heart.

Back from the antique shop to his residence, it was already getting darker. In the room, Ou Chuyang was meditating and regulating his breathing. He fought with Fang Tang during the day, which consumed almost all his energy, and he could not recover for a while.

After adjusting his breathing, Ou Chuyang was not in a hurry to open the alchemy meridian, but just sat there recalling today's competition with Fang Tang.

This battle made Ou Chuyang clearly understand the shortcomings of his strength: the content of purple internal energy is not enough, and he cannot maintain the battle for a long time, especially after using palm thunder, the internal energy is consumed even faster. If, according to normal, he and his cousin who are not much different in level, he can use palm thunder at most three times with all his strength: the "grape skills" are not mature enough, and Ou Chuyang himself has no choice but to gradually improve in future battles; in the end, he does not have the advantage in physical fitness, and he still needs to strengthen training.

"It would be great if Biluo Tianquan was still there!" slowly opened his eyes, Ou Chuyang sighed and imagined, then smiled with a self-deprecating smile, and suddenly a flash of inspiration. He remembered that the military training instructor of the university mentioned something before his rebirth. "I heard that soldiers have to carry weight training every day, fill bricks in their backpacks or other places, and run with these things on their backs, which can achieve unexpected training results. This method is OK, but it is inconvenient to carry so many stones. It would be great if there was a very heavy piece of clothing."
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