C91 Spiritual qi overcoming the head (1/2)
A slight tremble!
The dried up dantian was immediately filled with milky white spirit energy. This spirit energy was extremely hostile and rampaging around inside Fang Yang's body.
”Damn, I absorbed too much!” Fang Yang thought and quickly used the Feng Shui Exercise to suppress the spiritual energy.
Shadow Bearing Sword was one of the ancient ten swords, and had been passed down for thousands of years. The amount of spirit energy contained within it was unimaginable and was not something Fang Yang could digest.
In the blink of an eye, his face turned abnormally red, and the temperature of his skin rose. Blood and qi surged in his chest, as if he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood at any moment.
”You can't spit blood. You've lost all your face. ”But there's no blood. They're going to fly into the sky in a few minutes.” Fang Yang felt ten thousand regrets in his heart. If he had known earlier that the spirit energy in the image of the treasured sword was so strong, he might as well not swallow it.
He was in a dilemma.
”Fang Yang, he, he's alright, right?” Zhou Xiaosang's heart tensed up, she had been observing Fang Yang and saw his change in expression, and was extremely worried.
”It's fine, the Brother Fang has its own destiny. Miss Zhou, don't forget that he is a Feng Shui Master and has a bit of luck with him.” Qu Yan consoled her on the side.
At this moment, an indescribable cold wind blew through the casino. Everyone subconsciously shrunk their necks, and then a sense of irritation burst out from their hearts.
”Why aren't these people opening their cards yet?”
”What are you wasting your time for, aren't we going to bet first!”
”Who are you? ”How can you say that? Does laozi not know to bet? Do you think laozi need you to tell me?”
The sound of cursing gradually started, and many people started to look at each other with hostility just because of a few words. When Zhou Zhifeng heard this, he became annoyed, as he waved his hand and cursed with an ashen face: ”Shut the f * ck up, my Zhou Family representative hasn't spoken yet, if you want to watch, then watch, if you don't want to see, and scram!”
Silence! Everyone was shocked by Zhou Zhifeng who suddenly erupted.
But soon after, even more intense curses rang out, especially from the members of the Four Great Clans, who sneered and mocked him.
”Zhou Zhifeng, who are you telling me to scram? What? Do you think that your Zhou Family is number one under the heavens? ” The person who spoke was called Fang Guangming, with white and tender skin, appearing to be in his early twenties. He was the manager of the Fang family this time, and was also a heaven's pride level expert of the younger generation, so he was not afraid of Zhou Zhifeng.
”I don't know if his Zhou Family is the best in the world, but your Fang family definitely isn't! Fang Guangming, shouldn't you puke out the piece of land where your Fang Family swallowed my Zhang Family? ” Just as Fang Guangming finished speaking, a black skinny man stood up.
He was the boss of Zhang Family, called Zhang Bo. With thick eyebrows and big eyes, his face was gloomy.
”If you two are to argue, please leave. Don't forget, this is my Zhou Family's territory.” Zhou Zhifeng snorted, he turned and looked at Fang Guangming and Zhang Bo, his face filled with displeasure, as though he could throw the two out the moment there was a disagreement.
The bosses of the three families looked at each other with hostility, and their subordinates started to make a ruckus. Each and every one of them had drawn their swords, causing a tense atmosphere to pervade the air.
”Miss, don't leave my side by one meter later. Similarly, Mister Shen and Mister Qu also shouldn't go too far.” Elder Tang looked around and suddenly said. He glanced at Fang Yang who was on stage, and his heart felt a little heavy.
The atmosphere today was a bit weird. Let's not talk about the dead for now. There's no reason for others to feel so negative.
Qu Yan and Shen Xin looked at each other. Although they did not speak, they leaned towards the Elder Tang.
Moreover, Fang Yang's body was boiling hot in the grandstand, the spirit energy in his dantian was boiling and churning like boiling water.
Suddenly, the milky-white spiritual energy condensed and a golden piece fell from the sky. It turned into a huge net and directly covered the spiritual energy.
A heart-wrenching pain spread throughout his body. The large net began to gradually shrink and the spirit energy in the air started to transform into liquid form.
This liquid spiritual energy flowed through his eight meridians. One part stayed in his meridians, the other flowed back into his dantian, and the last part became golden threads that wrapped around his eyes.
”Qi like water, this is the sign of the second stage of Feng Shui Exercise reaching perfection.” Fang Yang thought, this huge amount of spiritual qi had forcefully brought his cultivation up to middle stage Yellow Rank, but even so, the remaining spiritual qi was still unbearable for him.