Rebirth of the Alone Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 911 Prisoner (45 ask for monthly ticket)
In the dimly lit room, firewood was piled up together.

Occasionally, two or three spiders would spin webs on the beams of the room, catching tiny insects coming and going.

At this moment, Du Yingtian fell to the ground, with a pile of scattered logs leaning on his back.

The hard touch made him frown slightly.

Especially the dirty and messy environment around him made him feel disgusted and sad inside.

once Upon a time!

He will be reduced to this point, and he will be thrown in this woodshed at random like a prisoner, with insects and wood as companions.

He wanted to leave, but was bound by a secret rope.

His strength was blocked and suppressed by some means, so he couldn't show it at all.

The current Du Yingtian can't use any of his cultivation bases, only his tempered qi, blood and physical body are showing his strength.

However, under the bondage of this rope of unknown material, there is no way to break free.

Escaping is just wishful thinking...

Du Yingtian sighed deeply, his face was full of loneliness.

He had never imagined that he would end up like this.

Whenever I think of Fang Xiu's strength, I can't help feeling a sense of despair in my heart.

In front of the opponent, he has no resistance at all.

If you want to use two words to describe it, then the only word that can describe it is crushing.

Boom!
The chai gate suddenly opened, Fang Xiu stepped in, and appeared in Du Yingtian's line of sight.

"In the end what you want?"

Du Yingtian's body shook, and he wanted to get up from the ground while speaking, but he struggled a few times without success, and finally gave up.

Looking at Fang Xiu, his heart was greatly shaken.

The opponent's intention of capturing him alive has also been secretly speculated many times, but he couldn't figure it out.

But there is one thing that Du Yingtian can roughly know.

That means Fang Xiu has no intention of killing him, at least not for the time being.

Otherwise, he would have died long ago, so how could he have the opportunity to sit here.

Fang Xiu looked at Du Yingtian, who was like an ordinary person, and said with a faint smile: "Eight Fingers Return to Du Yingtian, he has no school or sect, he is self-taught in martial arts.

90 years ago, he stepped into the realm of a martial arts master.

Now that his cultivation has reached the peak of Daoist Realm, he is not a weak master in the arena! "

Du Yingtian laughed at himself when he heard the words: "In front of Fang Shengzi, how can I be called a master? What's your intention in capturing me instead of killing me?"

"Do you want to die, or do you want to live?"

"Ants are stealing their lives, how can anyone be willing to seek death!"

Du Yingtian's gloomy eyes brightened slightly, and his voice became a lot stronger: "Could it be that Fang Shengzi means that he is willing to put it in the next lifeline?"

"If you can satisfy this seat, I will naturally give you a way to survive!"

"I wonder if there is anything I can do to help you?"

Du Yingtian showed doubts.

He didn't think there was anything in himself that was worthy of the other party's covetousness.

After all, he is just a random person in the world. Although he has some fame and strength, he is not enough in front of Fang Xiu.

The background of Zhengtian Sect is beyond the comprehension of people like him.

Fang Xiu's gaze was like a torch, and he said in a deep voice, "What kind of martial art do you practice?"

"The martial art that I practice is just created by myself, and I don't have any special name!"

Du Yingtian replied immediately, his face was as usual when he spoke.

Fang Xiu's face turned cold, and his indifferent eyes fell on him, making Du Yingtian's heart shudder.

"This seat gave you a chance, it seems that you don't know how to grasp it yourself, so you can't blame others!"

"I don't understand what the Holy Son means!"

"The long legs of the Fengshen, the fierceness of the cloud-dispelling palm, and the coldness of the Tianshuang fist, the combination of the three is the three points of the vitality. I wonder if what I said is wrong?"

boom!
Hearing this, Du Yingtian's mind suddenly felt a huge wave, and even his unchanged face turned pale now.

Looking at Fang Xiu's eyes, it was as if he saw some terrible existence.

"How do you know that three points belong to vitality!"

The implication is that he has already admitted what Fang Xiu said.

But now Du Yingtian didn't care to think about it so much, only horror remained in his heart.

After getting the three-point return to vitality, he never mentioned it to anyone, and even the people closest to him didn't know what kind of martial arts he was practicing.

Even when facing the enemy, it is rare to fully display the three-point return to vitality.

Therefore, Fang Xiu was the first person Du Yingtian met who completely saw through his martial arts.

Regarding Du Yingtian's gaffe, Fang Xiu sneered and said: "To cultivate the complete three-point return to vitality, you must first practice the three martial arts of Fengshen Leg, Cloud Pai Palm and Tianshuang Fist.

The three-point return to vitality you cultivated should not be complete! "

"Not bad!"

Du Yingtian no longer denied it at this time, sighed and said: "Although I have obtained three points of returning to the vitality, but among the three martial arts of Fengshen Leg Paiyun Palm and Tianshuang Fist, I only got the incomplete Cloud Pailing Palm and Tianshuang Fist."

Speaking of this, Du Yingtian was also a little unwilling.

In order to cultivate the true three-point return to vitality, one must practice these three martial arts to great success.

But the Paiyun Palm was incomplete, and although the Tianshuang Fist was complete, the Fengshen's leg was not missing.

He has been able to practice till now, all relying on his own hard work, and only then reversed the cloud-dispelling palm, and then found a martial art that could barely replace Fengshen's legs, and finally succeeded in cultivating three points of vitality.

But in this way, the strength of this martial art is also greatly reduced.

In his hands, even Yang Quan, who has not yet broken through, cannot be directly taken down.

Hearing this, Fang Xiu didn't doubt whether Du Yingtian's words were true or false.

The Fengshen legs have always been firmly controlled by the Nie family. Except for the people of the Nie family, no one can get the Fengshen legs.

Even after the Nie family was destroyed, only the mutilated Fengshen leg was left behind.

In today's world, if it is said that the person who has the deepest understanding of Fengshen's legs, after excluding the possibility of the survival of the ancestors of the Nie family, he is the only one left.

Afterwards, Fang Xiu looked at Du Yingtian's left hand and said, "So, you cut off your two fingers and forcibly practice the three-pointed finger?"

"Holy Son's eyes are like torches!"

Now Du Yingtian is finally convinced and accepts his fate.

If it is known that the three-point return to vitality is a coincidence, then it is absolutely not a coincidence that he has cultivated the three-point magic finger through his broken finger.

Soon, Du Yingtian also came to his senses, and said mockingly: "Presumably, the Holy Son also deduced from this point that I have cultivated three-point return to vitality!
Unexpectedly, this point has become an exposed flaw.

What I'm just curious about is, could it be that the Holy Son has also practiced three-point return to vitality? "

"Three points belong to the name of vitality, and I only heard about it, so I can't talk about cultivation, but..."

Speaking of this, Fang Xiu changed the subject: "I am quite curious about this martial art, I wonder if you would like to hand it over?"

(End of this chapter)