Chapter 115: Heavenly Gang Great Perfection, Perfect Physical Body

Standing in the Heavenly Palace, Fang Wang did not start practicing immediately, but walked around to calm himself down.

For the past six months, he had been too focused, so he needed time to relax for a while.

The thing that was most abundant in the Heavenly Palace was time.

Fang Wang fantasized about the power of the Tiangang Holy Body and transformed it into motivation for practice.

After a few hours, he began to meditate and practice the Tiangang Holy Body True Skill. The rolling spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured into his body. He reviewed the correct method of practicing the Tiangang Holy Body True Skill in his mind.

Tiangang, condensing thirty-six Tiangang acupoints in the flesh, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with the Tiangang acupoints, and then tempering the flesh, can not only shape a stronger flesh, but also generate more powerful force to act in battle.

This process is extremely difficult. The acupoints of the human body are fixed. Recreating thirty-six acupoints can easily destroy the balance, and the flesh is also difficult to accept, so it takes a long time to try and stabilize.

Fang Wang has made mental preparations. The Tiangang Holy Body True Skill will definitely refresh the single Tiangong retreat for a long time!

However, he still underestimated the difficulty of Tiangang Holy Body True Art.

It took him thirty years to cultivate the first Tiangang acupoint alone, which made him realize the seriousness of the matter!

At this point, he could only practice with his head down.

He wanted to cultivate the Tiangang Holy Body True Art to the Great Perfection, perhaps even the ancient great sage who created this art had not reached the state of Great Perfection.

Great Perfection is the most perfect state of this art, and only those who have devoted their lives to studying one art can reach the state of Great Perfection in a certain unique art.

Fang Wang continued to cultivate the state of Great Perfection in different types of unique arts, which would allow him to maintain the suppression of the same realm and the lethality across realms.

The higher the realm, the more difficult it is to kill the enemy across realms, and even the difficulty of killing the enemy in the same realm will become greater. For this reason, the cultivators have to practice different spells.

With the Heavenly Palace, Fang Wang is equivalent to doing what he should do in a certain stage in the future in advance.

After cultivating the first Tiangang acupoint, it will not be so difficult to practice it later, which makes Fang Wang feel relieved.

In this way, the years passed quickly.

In the environment of Fang Mansion, Fang Wang's state of mind was maintained very well. Now a hundred years of seclusion was not enough to make him upset.

Time flies.

Five hundred years later, Fang Wang had cultivated twenty-five Tiangang acupoints. Even though he could clearly feel the qualitative change of his body, he still couldn't control his mood.

Doing one thing all the time is really boring!

At first, he could still practice Tiangong Ji and sword as entertainment, but now, he can't get interested in anything.

Can't the damn Tiangong turn someone out to chat with him?

Fang Wang took a deep breath and could only open the fighting heart and continue the boring practice.

The fighting heart can make him give up distracting thoughts, but this state consumes a lot of spiritual power and is not suitable for opening for many years.

In a blink of an eye.

Another three hundred years passed, Fang Wang cultivated thirty-six Tiangang acupoints, achieved the Tiangang Holy Body, and his physical strength soared, and his blood and qi were like a savage beast, but he did not leave Tiangong for this reason.

He just practiced, but not yet reached the state of perfection!

At this point, Fang Wang felt that it was almost time, and his numb heart finally had a wave, and he began to look forward to the great perfection of the Tiangang Holy Body.

Time passed quickly.

The time required for the great perfection of the Tiangang Holy Body disappointed Fang Wang again.

When he completely practiced the Tiangang Holy Body to the great perfection, he looked back and found that 960 years had passed since he entered the Heavenly Palace!

Mortals can only live for a few decades in their lifetime, and rarely exceed a hundred years. Living for more than 500 years in the Concentrated Spirit Realm is already considered longevity, and cultivators in the Concentrated Spirit Realm need to absorb qi and do things. If you calculate the time of cultivation in your lifetime carefully, it is difficult to add up to more than 300 years.

In other words, it is impossible for cultivators in the Concentrated Spirit Realm to practice the Tiangang Holy Body True Skill!

Fang Wang had no time to sigh at the difficulty of mortals pursuing immortal cultivation, and his consciousness gradually returned to reality.

The hall was silent.

The white-haired old man was meditating, while Xiao Zi and Zhao Zhen were practicing.

After Fang Wang opened his eyes and saw them, he closed his eyes again, and his fists on his legs could not help but clench.

Rumble--

The entire underground palace suddenly trembled violently, and a terrifying aura enveloped Xiao Zi, Zhao Zhen, and the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man opened his eyes and looked at Fang Wang, and hurriedly asked: "What's wrong with you? Don't mess around!"

He thought Fang Wang was angry because he didn't know how to do it.

Xiao Zi fanned the flames and said: "Young Master, destroying this palace, what kind of inheritance is this? Isn't it deliberately making things difficult for people!"

Anyway, it has given up the Tiangang Holy Body True Art!

"Don't be impulsive! This is really not a difficult thing. The Tiangang Holy Body True Art is difficult to learn. Your Majesty set this difficulty, and there must be a deep meaning!" The white-haired old man said anxiously.

Fang Wang slowly loosened his fists, and he closed his eyes and said: "It is indeed a deep meaning. The thirty-six stars of the Tiangang have a changing phase, but they also maintain a certain law."

Hearing this, the white-haired old man looked at Fang Wang in surprise.

These words...

Fang Wang slowly stood up and walked towards the palace gate.

Xiao Zi quickly jumped onto his shoulder and asked curiously: "Sir, are we leaving?"

"It's a rare opportunity to come here, let's take a look inside."

Fang Wang said expressionlessly, and Xiao Zi's eyes widened when she saw him in this state.

Could it be...

Zhao Zhen floated over, and he also noticed Fang Wang's abnormality.

Fang Wang's appearance didn't seem to have changed at all, but his temperament was completely different, with an indescribable vicissitude. Zhao Zhen had only seen such a temperament in Guang Qiuxian, and even Guang Qiuxian couldn't compare to it.

At first glance, Fang Wang gives people a very old temperament.

That kind of old age cannot be concealed by youthful skin.

Fang Wang passed by the white-haired old man and walked towards the steps step by step. The white-haired old man quickly followed.

"Junior, have you forgotten your determination? How long has it been, less than a year, and you are going to give up?" The white-haired old man glared, with a tone that said he hated iron.

Fang Wang didn't look back and said, "I haven't forgotten."

"Then why leave?"

"I just learned it."

"Learn...what? Did you learn it?"

The white-haired old man immediately flashed in front of Fang Wang, opened his eyes wide, and stared at Fang Wang closely.

Fang Wang's face was expressionless, and his numb eyes fell on him, which actually made his heart tremble.

This look...

He had only seen it in those old monsters that had lived for thousands of years...

He quickly gave way, not daring to block the way.

Fang Wang continued to move forward, and the white-haired old man followed him and asked, "Have you really learned it?"

Xiao Zi was so excited that her body trembled, and Zhao Zhen looked at Fang Wang in disbelief.

The Mountain and River Suppressing Heaven Fist is just that. Maybe Fang Wang has learned something similar before and can draw parallels, but the Tiangang Holy Body True Kung Fu is different. Zhao Zhen is sure that Fang Wang doesn’t know it at all, otherwise he wouldn’t have come all the way to find the inheritance. And how complicated are the written records in the underground palace?

Fang Wang didn't say anything and directly activated the thirty-six Tiangang acupuncture points in his physical body.

In an instant, an extremely domineering momentum burst out from his body. The spiritual energy from heaven and earth poured into his body along the tunnel, and the entire underground space trembled again.

The white-haired old man's eyes widened, and he saw that Fang Wang in his pupils was exuding white aura, causing his black clothes to flutter.

"This breath...can't be wrong...it's impossible...how could it be..."

The white-haired old man's lips were trembling. Even without looking at his reaction, Xiao Zi and Zhao Zhen were already frightened.

The aura of Tiangang Holy Body is so powerful that it makes monsters uneasy and evil spirits frightened.

The most important thing is that as Fang Wang absorbs more and more spiritual energy from heaven and earth, his momentum is still growing!

The underground space began to collapse, which made the white-haired old man quickly shout: "Okay, okay! I believe you, stop it!"

Fang Wang ignored it and turned into a white light and rushed upward.

Boom!

Fang Wang broke through the streets of the ancient city and flew high into the sky. The powerful momentum caused the entire ancient city to begin to collapse. Cracks appeared in the streets, and some buildings collapsed one after another, causing dust to fly.

The white-haired old man, Xiao Zi, and Zhao Zhen flew out. They looked up at Fang Wang with different expressions.

Fang Wang twisted his neck, raised his right fist, and punched the starry sky and universe above.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth rushed away with his fist, forming a wave of air visible to the naked eye, which penetrated the starry sky forcefully, revealing a huge hole, with blue sky and white clouds outside.

Fang Wang flew out immediately, and Xiao Zi, Zhao Zhen, and the white-haired old man quickly followed.

"Is your young master crazy?" the white-haired old man asked angrily.

Xiao Zi said angrily: "This is not an assessment set by Your Majesty. If it were you, wouldn't you be crazy?"

The white-haired old man was so angry that he cursed: "It's not even a year yet! This character is so bad!"

"Bad? Be careful if my young master's fist falls on you, old donkey. Let's see if your soul can withstand it?"

"..."

The white-haired old man found that he couldn't fight with a demon snake.

How unreasonable!

On the other side, Fang Wang returned to the secret realm of Falling Heaven. He landed on the top of a mountain and roared angrily.

"ah--"

His roar echoed throughout the Falling Heaven Secret Realm, alarming monsters and ghosts everywhere.

After whistling for a long time, Fang Wang just felt happy!

He has been holding it in for a long time and needs to vent!

He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that the white-haired old man, Xiao Zi, and Zhao Zhen were already in the air not far away.

"There should be existences beyond the Concentration Realm in this secret realm! Call me out, I want to try my Tiangang Holy Body!"

Fang Wang said with a cold tone. It was not that he was hostile to the white-haired old man. It was just that sitting idle for nine hundred and sixty years made him full of anger and wanted to vent his anger.

In order to prevent it from affecting them, Fang Wang had tried his best to control his emotions.

The white-haired old man wanted to exhort him, but when he looked up, he hurriedly said: "Of course, there are the military souls of your Majesty's former army in the secret realm of Falling Heaven, and its general is at the ninth level of Crossing the Void Realm. "Pindao, call him out now."

After the words fell, the white-haired old man moved his lips slightly, as if he was chanting a curse.

Not long after, the earth shook, and a powerful momentum swept from the sky. Then there were shouts of killing from small to loud, as if thousands of troops were galloping in.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The angry sounds of tens of thousands of people shouting in unison echoed across the world, shocking people's hearts. Xiao Zi and Zhao Zhen were so frightened that they quickly approached Fang Wang.