Cultivation of immortality: Start by looking at other people’s opportunities

at last.

Through the soul communication with the golden puppet, Xu Fan finally found an opportunity. He tried his best to flash and came to the side and rear of the old man.

"Old man, relying on your strength, you drank Master Fan's wine for nothing and even dared to beat Master Fan!"

"You're the first one so far!"

"Then don't blame me, Master Fan, for being cruel and ruthless!"

Think about this.

Xu Fan stretched out his hand and turned it into a palm, chopping the old man's high bulge on his back. The move he used was a move called Force Splitting Huashan from the Emperor Wu's Divine Fist.

This palm has the power to split mountains and cut rivers. An ordinary person at the first level of spiritual transformation will either die or be crippled if it hits him.

Speaking of which, this move is really damaging. Since the opponent is a hunchback, this place must be extremely vulnerable.

If you fight hard, you must teach the other party a lesson.

however.

What Xu Fan never expected was that when he put all his strength into hitting the back.

The already towering back bulged again, with a faint golden light rising, like a golden toad that was filled with air.

next moment.

Snapped!

When a sharp explosion was heard, Xu Fan felt as if he had hit a piece of elastic rubber.

The powerful recoil force was like a blow to oneself.

His body shot backwards like a meteor and lost his balance.

"Mianyun Anti-Armor Formation?"

Xu Fan was horrified, and this word immediately flashed through his mind. He secretly guessed that the other party might also have a magic weapon similar to the Netherworld Evil Armor.

Just then.

Swish!

The old man moved suddenly and turned into a phantom, appearing behind Xu Fan.

His dry palm pressed against his back, causing Xu Fan to feel a chill down his spine.

If the other party attacks him at this time, he will surely die.

However, instead of taking action, the old man quietly exerted force and caught Xu Fan who was flying backwards.

The anxious tone came out, and it actually contained concern.

"Hey, little brother, you okay?"

"It's all my fault. I didn't hurt you, did I?"

As he spoke, the old man hurriedly felt around Xu Fan's body, trying to check the severity of his injuries.

But when he found that Xu Fan was intact and there was nothing unusual, he couldn't help but show a look of astonishment.

"You were hit by a Martial Emperor Divine Fist that was nearly twice as powerful as mine, and yet you were not hurt at all?"

"Let me see... that's it!"

"What a beautiful dragon bone."

"Where did you get it?"

After these words were spoken, it was Xu Fan's turn to feel a little uneasy.

"You also know about the Emperor Wu Divine Fist?"

The old man didn't say much when he heard this. His body moved suddenly and he actually started dancing on the spot.

"Break the wind, shock the tiger, capture the dragon, shatter the stars, break the eight wastelands..."

boom! boom!

The terrifying fist wind struck down, causing ripples in the surrounding space.

While the force was extremely powerful, the various moves were connected together without losing the smooth feeling of flowing water.

What he performed were the internal martial arts moves from Emperor Wu's boxing technique.

Xu Fan, who had already learned all the true teachings of Emperor Wu, knew that Emperor Wu's magic fist was divided into three categories: external boxing, internal boxing, and magic fist.

External martial arts were originally practiced by registered disciples of the Wudi Sect’s outer sect, and only those who were qualified to practice them were allowed to do so.

It is still widely circulated in mainland China today.

Some monks who worship in the Temple of Emperor Wu and become its devout believers can obtain this reward.

Above the external martial arts are the internal martial arts practiced by the inner disciples. The boxing performed by the old beggar belongs to this category.

He is an existence that has been in seclusion in the Emperor Wu's Divine Palace and only has the opportunity to practice after successfully breaking through.

Obviously.

This old man had once stayed in the Emperor Wu's Divine Palace and had the good fortune to leave.

Above the internal martial arts is the magical fist that only direct disciples are qualified to practice.

Feng Zhenzi is a direct disciple of Emperor Wu, and the Inch Fist he practices is considered a divine fist.

As a true disciple of martial arts, Xu Fan also learned the Soul-piercing Fist and the Sky-breaking Fist in addition to the Inch Fist.

If one can master all three and reach a certain level of comprehension of martial arts, one will be able to master the three-in-one Shattering Void Divine Fist!

and so.

The Emperor Wu's internal boxing displayed by the old man was far superior to Xu Fan's Emperor Wu's divine boxing.

even so.

Compared to that old beggar, the Emperor Wu Divine Fist displayed by Xu Fan was too powerful and not smooth enough.

In the parlance of the trade, what he learned was the deadly fist, and the old beggar had already mastered it to the point where he could do it effortlessly.

From this, it seems that the other party was showing mercy when they just fought.

If he were to be attacked by the Emperor's divine fist right now, he would be beaten to pieces with broken bones.

At this point, Xu Fan was completely impressed by the strength displayed by the old beggar.

then.

He took a step back respectfully, shook off the dust on his body, and then bowed respectfully and said:

"It turns out that the senior is a real person who never reveals his true identity."

"Xu Fan was reckless just now and didn't know how to behave!"

"Pedantic!" The old man stepped forward and knocked down Xu Fan's raised arm.

"Is there any more fruit wine?"

Xu Fan nodded and casually took out a small wine jar from the ring.

"There is wine, but can't you drink it for free?"

"Senior, please teach me how to practice boxing. I am also very curious about your back skills!"

Seeing Xu Fan taking out another jar of new wine, the old man became particularly excited, and his two eyes, which were on guard duty, rolled around.

It took a lot of effort to get together and stare at the wine jar face to face.

The whole person is no longer able to speak.

"Okay, okay, I promise you!"

“Although you practice the true Martial Emperor’s Divine Fist, which is several levels higher than mine, you and I are both disciples of the Martial Emperor, and we are family.”

"If you have anything to say, just tell me, Senior Brother!"

"If it weren't for the fact that we are from the same sect, you would have been a dead body just now!"

The old man laughed and spoke in a seemingly relaxed tone, but it sent a chill down Xu Fan's spine.

Seeing that the other party had relented, he placed the medicinal wine in the other party's hand.

From his words, Xu Fan could also feel that this old beggar had great respect for Emperor Wu.

He thought to himself that the other party treated him so politely, probably because he used the Emperor Wu Divine Fist.

The old man took the jar of wine, but did not rush to drink it. Instead, he carefully put it in his arms.

Only then did Xu Fan realize that the other party did not have any magical tools such as storage rings.

But when he took out a nice ring as a gift, the other party directly returned it to him.

"Hey, a monk, what do you need this thing for?"

"I don't have much money, and I don't have enough food to eat."

"Let's go, I'll take you somewhere!"

Say it.

Without waiting for Xu Fan to speak, the old man directly pulled up his right arm and flew towards the depths of the Monster Mountain Range.

At such a lightning speed, Xu Fan couldn't even see the surrounding scenery clearly.

Obviously, this speed is totally beyond the reach of an ordinary person in the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

This made Xu Fan doubt the old man's true strength again.

I do not know how long it has been.

By the time Xu Fan came to his senses, the two of them had already appeared in front of a pond full of golden muddy water.

After Xu Fan took a quick look, he discovered that the mud here actually contained a large amount of fine gold sand.

at this time.

The sky was dark, and the bright moon hung high in the Milky Way.

The silver light shone down, and the entire swamp was sparkling with golden light.

Tiny bubbles emerge from the water surface, creating tiny ripples.

Just at this time.

A dragonfly-like insect, as big as a washbasin, flew over the water and landed on a cattail, lying motionless.

Its wings were as light as paper, and there was no sound when they waved skillfully. After careful observation, Xu Fan did not even notice the disturbance of spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

Those eyes were as white as the bright moon, and could almost be perfectly hidden under the moonlight.

A pair of sharp fangs shone with a chilling light in the moonlight.

What surprised Xu Fan the most was that there was a pair of forearms, about a foot long, curled up in front of his chest, with an egg-sized bulge at the end, which was not noticeable unless you looked closely!

"It's a sixth-level spiritual insect, the dragonfly-winged mantis shrimp."

"It is extremely powerful in combat and is known as a top hunter."

"Many demon wolves and demon leopards cannot withstand the blows of the pair of arm hammers if they are attacked by it. They often have their heads smashed and their blood, marrow and soul essence sucked away!"