Fang Chen was overjoyed. He didn't know what kind of cultivation method he would comprehend or find that suited him!
As this strange flow of energy passed through his consciousness, he constantly explored various energy circulation routes suitable for his body, all within the realm of vivid senses.
At this moment, all sorts of martial arts skills he had previously practiced—the Northern Darkness Divine Skill, the Star Shifting Technique, the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, the Yi Jin Jing, and the Eight Desolations and Six Directions Supreme Skill—flashed through his mind.
Fang Chen was constantly testing various martial arts techniques to find a suitable training method for his physique.
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Time passed, and Fang Chen lost track of how long he had been there.
He only knew that he was constantly searching for the characteristics that suited him from various martial arts such as the Northern Darkness Divine Art, the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Supreme Art, and the Yi Jin Jing, and integrating the advantages that he liked from the various martial arts he had learned.
Continuously simplify and find more intuitive shortcuts.
The suction power of the Northern Darkness Divine Art, the skillful use of leverage in the Shifting Stars Technique, the unstoppable ferocity of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, the domineering power of the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Supreme Art, the water and fire true energy of the Longevity Mantra...
Through continuous experimentation, Fang Chen eventually developed a unique and personalized method for circulating true qi.
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Chapter 192 The War God Temple's Deduction Returns [Please Subscribe]
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At this moment, outside the Temple of War.
Sun Simiao and Ning Daoqi stood in front of the Temple of the God of War, their gazes complex.
Both of them encountered the Temple of War, so why was Fang Chen able to go straight in, while the two of them could only watch from the outside?
The two exchanged a glance and gave a wry smile.
"Senior Sun, I'd like to try again!" Ning Daoqi looked at the still-open gates of the Temple of War and slowly stepped forward.
boom!
With a muffled thud, just as Ning Daoqi approached within ten feet of the main hall, a sudden, violent force swept out!
Ning Daoqi immediately spat out blood and flew away.
"this......"
Sun Simiao was deeply shocked by the scene before him and rushed over to check on Ning Daoqi's injuries.
Only after discovering that Ning Daoqi's injuries were not serious did Sun Simiao look towards the Temple of War with relief.
"The Temple of War is closing? What will Your Majesty do then?"
Suddenly, Sun Simiao's eyes narrowed as the doors of the Temple of War were closing automatically.
Thinking that Fang Chen was the ruler of all people, he absolutely could not be harmed.
Without hesitation, Sun Simiao rushed forward, wanting to see Fang Chen's condition inside the Temple of War.
However, the next moment, his situation was exactly the same as Ning Daoqi's.
He landed ten feet away and was seriously injured.
"Senior Sun, are you alright?"
Ning Daoqi lay to the side and said with concern.
“I’m fine, it’s just that His Majesty…” Sun Simiao looked at the completely closed gates of the Temple of War, his brows furrowed, filled with worry.
What would happen to the Fangtian Dynasty if something were to happen to Fang Chen?
What will happen to the millions of ordinary people?
"Senior, His Majesty is blessed with great fortune, he should be alright!" Ning Daoqi looked at the War God Hall, a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
"Forget it, this is a great opportunity for His Majesty. There's no use in me being anxious. I hope His Majesty will be blessed with good fortune and will be released soon!" At this point, Sun Simiao could only console himself with this thought.
Time passes.
Sun Simiao and Ning Daoqi stayed in front of the Temple of War for three hours.
The sun sets in the west.
The Temple of War ahead gradually dimmed, transforming into a phantom image of a grand hall.
"Senior Sun, something terrible has happened! The Temple of War is about to disappear! But His Majesty..." Ning Daoqi's eyes widened as he looked at the Temple of War that was about to vanish.
"His Majesty is still inside, this..."
Sun Simiao's heart sank to the bottom.
What should we do?
If the Temple of War disappears, will His Majesty, who was inside, also disappear?
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