Fang Ye stared closely at this martial art, which was no less than the Nine-Yang Magic, and even surpassed the Nine-Yang Magic in attack, scratching his head and hesitating.

"Damn! Do you want to choose or not?" Fang Ye is a little bit confused about this immortal martial arts system now. Why is it so difficult for him to get this martial arts out?

He knows very clearly that once he chooses the martial arts from the first volume of the Sunflower Book, with the bonus from it and the first volume of Nine Yang Divine Art, his strength will definitely reach the peak of level four, even if it does not reach the peak.

, at least it is a mid-level level four.

The Sunflower Book is equipped with superb acupuncture and sword skills. Once you choose it, Fang Ye will have two more attack methods, and they are only stronger than the Bone Spinning Palm.

However, in the introduction to this martial arts, there is no mention at all about whether you will have to commit suicide after choosing this martial arts.b Time travel novel:b

He didn't dare to risk this. This was because the system forced him to upgrade his martial arts to Dacheng. Because of the consequences of martial arts, even the treatment of swallowing strengthened crystal cores would have no effect.

If because of this Sunflower Book, after the golden light is integrated into his body, with a click, he becomes the last eunuch of their old Fang family, he will want to die.

"Hey!" Fang Ye clenched his fists and turned his head, sighing, but in the end he didn't dare to take the risk.

Now that we have the Immortal Martial Arts System, we will never be able to obtain martial arts that is comparable to that of the Sunflower Book. There is no need to risk our descendants on this.

Since he chose to give up this martial arts, Fang Ye turned his attention to Wudang Nine Yang Kung Fu and Bing Xuan Jin.

"The Wudang Nine Yang Kung is derived from the Nine Yang Divine Kung Fu. Even if I choose it, it will only increase a part of my internal strength, allowing my internal strength to break through to the fourth level. However, my movement speed will only be defeated even if I face a third level warrior.

It is even further away from a fourth-level warrior, and its overall strength may not be as good as a mid-level third-level warrior. It seems that I still have to choose a movement technique or light skill that will help me the most at this stage."

Fang Ye didn't even look at Bing Xuanjin, and directly looked for figures of Shenfa and Qinggong among the nineteen martial arts.

"Lingbo steps slightly, golden snakes wrapped around silk hands, flying on the grass, Wudang ladder climbing on the clouds, flying on the eaves and walking on the wall, Xiaoyaoyou. Among these six martial arts, Xiaoyaoyou is a body method, flying on the grass, Wudang ladder on the clouds, flying on the eaves and walking on the wall are all light skills, and

The golden snake silk-wrapped hand also has a hint of movement skills, and as for Lingbo Weibu..."

Fang Ye's eyes finally stopped at Lingbo Weibu, a martial art that can be used as both a light skill and a body technique. The level of mystery can be said to be the most exquisite among these light skills and body skills.

Moreover, in Fang Ye's impression, there were only a handful of people who could surpass Lingbo Weibu in Qing Gong. Seeing this martial art, he thought that he really needed a Qing Gong now.

Although Wudang Ladder Yunzong's climb after Dacheng is completed is definitely much higher than that of Lingbo Weibu, Fang Ye does not use Qinggong to climb the mountain. This is the most prominent part of Wudang Ladder Yunzong, and Fang Ye simply can't do it at this time.

No need, so he directly scanned other martial arts, focused directly on Lingbo Weibu, and directly chose this martial arts.

As Fang Ye's thoughts fell, the golden martial arts pattern representing Lingbo Weibu directly turned into a golden light and penetrated into Fang Ye's body.

As the golden light disappeared, the golden phantom pattern and the secret book of the Nine Yang Divine Art disappeared directly, and the golden immortal martial system also dimmed, and Fang Ye suddenly felt a lightness in his body.

The feeling made him think he was on a roller coaster. This feeling lasted for several minutes before disappearing.

Fang Ye's body shook for a while, and suddenly a series of afterimages were left in this room of more than ten or twenty square meters filled with things, covering the entire room.

Fang Ye stood still with a look of great joy on his face: "Since it can separate up to sixty-four afterimages!" Fang Ye couldn't believe this was true. It seems that the martial arts in this immortal martial system are really amazing.

ah.

Even if the Iron Arm Kung Fu is not considered to be outstanding by others, once the Immortal Martial Arts System is upgraded to the Dacheng state, not even a **** can break the skin on his hands, let alone the exquisite Qing Gong and Body Techniques like Lingbo Weibu.

"Fortunately, brother, I have thought about it carefully. If I try to make a breakthrough blindly, even if my inner strength reaches the fourth level, I may not be able to win over a few peak level three warriors, or even be defeated by them.

Grind to death."

But it's different with Lingbo Weibu. Even if he is besieged by a group of people, as long as there are no powerful and scary people inside, he can leave with a slap on the butt, and before leaving, he can also slap several people on the other side.

Fang Ye was very satisfied with the martial arts he chose this time, and couldn't help but try it again in the room. b Time travel novel: b

"Fang Ye, the meal is ready, do you want to come out to eat?" Fang Ye tried walking for a while, then fell to the bed on the floor and fell asleep without taking off his clothes. At noon, there was a knock on the door.

When I got up, Cheng Hui's voice came from outside the door.

"Okay, I'll come right away." Fang Ye rubbed his face to wake himself up, opened the door, looked at Cheng Hui standing outside, and said with a smile: "I hit you twice yesterday, are you okay?

?”

"It's okay. I'm a strengthener now. I'm not made of tofu. It's just that the two blows you gave me yesterday were a little too harsh." Cheng Hui said hoarsely with a grin.

Fang Ye looked at Cheng Hui who was causing trouble, looked him up and down with a cheerful look on his face, and said with a smile: "Really? Why don't you hit me back twice and we'll treat it as even."

Cheng Hui glanced at Fang Ye, looked up and down and asked uncertainly: "Is it true or false?"

"Fake." As he said that, he swung behind Cheng Hui and walked directly out of the house. He waved his hand back and said, "Come and eat quickly. Don't wait any longer."

Cheng Hui looked at Fang Ye leaving with a smile and cursed: "This kid..."

Fang Ye sat at the dining table and looked at the sumptuous meal. There were sausages, pork belly, pig intestines, pig ears, fish with chopped green onions, meatballs and other meat dishes. There were also a lot of vegetables. There were also a few on the table.

A bottle of white wine, Fang Ye doesn't drink much, and it's even less likely to touch expensive wine.

So I don’t know which brand of wine it is, but with such a sumptuous table, I guess it’s not a bargain.

Such a sumptuous table was something he had never seen in peacetime, even if he went to other places to host banquets.

In the past twenty years since he could remember, although his family would cook some delicious food from time to time, it would only be one or two of them at most. Even on New Year's Eve, there would not be more than five. Unexpectedly, it would be the most abundant meal in his life.

Since the meal was eaten on the third day of the end of the world.

Secretly swallowing his saliva, he looked at Li Youxuan and the other women who had gathered around a table and opened a small table, all looking at him.

Xiao Qianxue, who was being held by Li Ru, pursed her lips and looked aggrieved. Her hands were firmly held by Li Ru, and her little eyes were staring at the steaming dishes on the table in front of her.

Looking at Zhang Qinghai and others who were waiting for him to speak, Fang Ye picked up the chopsticks and said, "Let's move the chopsticks!"

As he spoke, he reached for the plate of fat pork belly with one hand. He hadn't had a good meal in three days, and he hadn't eaten this pork belly in more than three years. Now that he saw it, it really made his index finger

Big move.

As soon as Fang Ye moved his chopsticks, everyone else hurriedly picked up their chopsticks and started using them.

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Chapter completed!