"good!"
Sui Xinghe heard Deng Fang's surprised sigh and nodded in response.
"Only when you practice to a small degree of success can you say you have mastered this skill."
Listening to Sui Xinghe's words, Deng Fang was very excited and quickly asked: "Then what will happen if we continue to practice?"
Sui Xinghe also became proud at this moment.
"If you can practice until the true energy is filled to the eight meridians of the body, you will be only one step away from the mastery of the technique. At that time, the internal power will increase sharply, and you will be able to conquer the world. Even the heads of the seven major sects will have to retreat when they see you. ,Hahaha!"
As he spoke, Sui Xinghe stroked his beard with his hands, his face full of squeamishness.
Deng Fang listened with rapt attention, and remembered the original intention in her heart when she left home.
However, Deng Fang then thought about it. The Haori Glaze Kung Fu does not need to be perfected to be able to control the world. So if it is really practiced, how powerful will it be?
Unable to suppress the desire in his heart, Deng Fang hurriedly asked Sui Xinghe.
Sui Xinghe looked at the anxious Deng Fang, blinked, sighed slightly, and replied.
"If you can cultivate until the eight meridians are connected in the body, and the true energy is spread throughout the body, forming a circulation throughout the sky, then it will be a great achievement."
"At that time, the 86,000 pores all over the body will be able to emit true energy. With just a thought, the true energy of the bright sun will flow out of the body. One person can fight a thousand armies, and he can walk on flat ground while wearing a sea of fire!"
Deng Fang took a deep breath, it was hard to imagine that the Haori Glaze Technique was so terrifying.
After pondering for a moment, Deng Fang couldn't help but look at Sui Xinghe and asked timidly: "Senior, what level have you reached in practice?"
Sui Xinghe's face turned slightly red, he coughed twice and opened his mouth to respond.
"Half step to success."
"Half step?"
Deng Fang was a little confused and scratched his head: "Why is it half a step to success?"
Sui Xinghe pursed his lips, pointed to the eight long needles on his head, and said with some embarrassment: "I have already practiced this magical skill to the point where I am one step away from Dacheng. Later, I used this secret method of acupuncture to forcefully penetrate the meridians. Let the true energy permeate the whole body, so it is considered half a step to success."
Deng Fang nodded thoughtfully, but was amazed in his heart.
"He has only half achieved greatness, and he is as terrifying as a demon. If he really cultivates the Haori Glazed Technique to the point of great perfection, what kind of magical powers will he have?"
As he thought about it, Deng Fang froze on the spot, still imagining in his mind the power that would reach the heavens and the earth after the mastery of this magical skill was completed.
Sui Xinghe looked at Deng Fang who was in a daze and snorted coldly.
"Hmph, kid, stop dreaming. With your qualifications, it will be difficult for you to achieve this skill in your lifetime."
Deng Fang woke up and quickly asked: "Why not?"
"Even someone as handsome as me can't do it. How can a stupid person like you do it?"
Deng Fang grinned, not knowing how to refute.
Sui Xinghe didn't care whether Deng Fang could accept it or not, so he poured cold water on it.
"Of the dozen or so sect masters of our Tianmen in the past, only three of them have been able to master the magic skill completely. What? Are you being wronged by saying that you can't master it?"
Upon hearing this, Deng Fang felt a little better, but at the same time, she was also surprised how the Haori Glazed Technique could be so difficult to practice.
At this time, Sui Xinghe came over and patted Deng Fang on the shoulder.
"Boy, don't think too much. When practicing martial arts, you need to be down-to-earth. Don't dream of reaching the sky in one step. You can't use your internal energy for a hundred days. Use your kung fu to generate true energy every day. After a hundred days, the true energy in your body can be used as you like."
After saying that, Sui Xinghe ignored Deng Fang, turned to the side, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and rested.
Deng Fang looked at Sui Xinghe's figure, nodded, sat on the ground, and began to do his exercises.
The two sat motionless in the snow.
In the blink of an eye, it was already the morning of the second day, and the feather-like snow had stopped. The wind was blowing loudly, and it was actually a bit colder than when it snowed.
Deng Fang took a deep breath, put his palms away on his chest, and then put them down.
After that, Deng Fang stood up and walked towards Sui Xinghe who was standing aside.
"Senior, should we go find some food?"
Deng Fang shouted at Sui Xinghe, but Sui Xinghe did not respond to him.
Deng Fang was wondering, is this old man mute?
Walking to Sui Xinghe's side, Sui Xinghe was still sitting cross-legged on the ground.
However, a thin layer of snow actually accumulated on his body.
Deng Fang felt something was wrong in her heart. No matter how heavy the snow was in Sui Xinghe before, she could not get even close to him. How could it be like this now!
An ominous premonition slowly rose in his heart, and with an uneasy mood, Deng Fang tried to shake Su Xinghe's shoulders.
"senior?"
At this moment, Sui Xinghe slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of exhaustion.
Deng Fang looked at it carefully and found that Sui Xinghe's face had become earthy, and there was no trace of life in his half-green and half-red face.
Moreover, Deng Fang's hand patting Su Xinghe's shoulder also felt the trembling of Su Xinghe's body.
"Senior, what's wrong with you?"
Deng Fang noticed something was wrong and quickly supported Sui Xinghe and asked.
Su Xinghe looked at Deng Fang, shook his head, and said nothing. He just raised his arm with difficulty and pointed at the mountain not far away.
Deng Fang looked where he pointed and immediately understood Sui Xinghe's intention.
The next moment, Deng Fang carried Sui Xinghe on his back, leaving a string of footprints in the snow, and walked towards the mountain.
Although Deng Fang had not eaten for several days and was already hungry, the strangeness of Sui Xinghe at this moment made him not care about his body. He braved the howling cold wind and stepped on the stone steps up the mountain.
Walking step by step, Deng Fang felt that Sui Xinghe's body was as light as dry wood, and was unusually light.
When Deng Fang reached a corner on the mountainside, he happened to encounter the oncoming sunlight.
The glare of the sun made it difficult for Deng Fang to open his eyes for a while.
Deng Fang subconsciously raised her hand to shield her eyes from the sun.
But at this time, Deng Fang felt Su Xinghe's hand pulling his arm, and Su Xinghe's feeble voice came to his ears.
"Boy, stop and put me on the side of the road."
After Deng Fang was stunned for a moment, he put him on the roadside as Sui Xinghe said.
Sitting halfway up the mountain, there was a cliff next to Sui Xinghe. There was no obstruction in front of him. The sun shone on Sui Xinghe, making his breathing gradually become stronger.
Deng Fang squatted beside Sui Xinghe and quietly looked at Sui Xinghe who was shrouded in the sun. At some point, he felt a little sour in his heart.
Although Sui Xinghe was cruel to him, he taught him martial arts and taught him carefully over the past few days. From childhood to adulthood, no one else had such intentions towards him.
Deng Fang forcibly suppressed the sadness in her heart and asked.
"Senior, what's wrong with you?"
Su Xinghe slowly opened his eyes, turned to look at Deng Fang aside, and replied calmly.
"Destiny has arrived."
Hearing Sui Xinghe's four simple words, it turned out to be just as Deng Fang had guessed beforehand.
At this moment, Deng Fang could no longer suppress the sadness in her heart and sobbed softly.
