"Am I the master of the Chaos Witch Tower?" Yang Yan looked at the skin debris on the back of his hand, he knew that the Witch Tower had reshaped his muscles and veins, and after waking up, he was already a monk with a heavy body training, no longer a waste material, and thought of the experience of leaving him after falling asleep, and muttered in his mouth.

When he fell asleep due to the pain in his mind, one attack after another naturally appeared in Yang Yan's mind, as if he had been engraved in his mind, every word was extremely clear, and the exercise was called "Controlling the Divine Technique".

There are a total of nine levels of control of the gods, when the cultivation reaches the great completion, it can be thousands of miles away, and it can decide life and death, and the most powerful thing is that this attack method can actually control the monks, but it requires their own soul thoughts to enter the other party's soul to leave an imprint, and its content is complex and complex, which is breathtaking.

Immediately, Yang Yan sank his consciousness into his mind again, and sure enough, he saw that the Chaos Witch Tower was erected in his mind, and Yang Yan tried to pull the Witch Tower.

Under the call of Yang Yan, the Wu Tower appeared in front of Yang Yan's eyes in an instant, looking at the Wu Tower in his hand Yang Yan's eyes lit up with a green light, the space in the Wu Tower will expand with the improvement of his strength, when he thinks that he is still practicing the physical realm, there are only a few hundred square meters in it, and when he reaches the True Yuan Realm, the inner space has become the existing thousands of acres, and the aura rules are more and more complete.

And there is a sub-tower in the space of the Wu Tower, and the sub-tower is erected in the middle of the space of the Wu Tower, like eternal, the strange thing is that the sub-tower is not a remnant tower, but a complete one, there are seven floors in total, only oneself can enter in the sub-tower, how many secrets are contained in it, Yang Yan is also confused.

Now he can only enter the first layer, but even the first layer has also benefited Yang Yan a lot, from the first layer, Yang Yan has obtained many mortal-level martial arts and refining weapons, these things are wrapped in a cloud of green light, and when his strength is enough, the light cluster will turn red, indicating that he can take it out.

Yang Yan thought to himself: "This tower actually brought me here, and gave me such a treasure, I can't waste it, I want to experience this magical world." ”

In his previous life, Yang Yan was just one of those many ordinary people, money, and beautiful women were all he had pursued, but today, it gave him a chance, how could he not be excited.

"It's so late, it's time for me to go to the martial arts stage. Yang Yan washed up, and suddenly remembered that the family's daily morning exercise, although he didn't go, no one said about himself, but Yang Yan still decided to go, after all, there are still people in this family who care about themselves.

"Hey, you see, there's the shit. ”

"Really, alas. The people in the audience saw Yang Yan coming again, and they were talking again.

Yang Yan felt a bundle of eyes coming from afar, of course he knew the charm, and he didn't go to the martial arts platform, just sat cross-legged in a corner and cultivated.

Yang Yan silently operated the magic control technique, absorbing the aura in the air, and suddenly Yang Yan's pores opened widely, and the surrounding aura seemed to receive traction, and they all drilled into its pores, Yang Yan couldn't help but moan.

"Is this the power of a monk?" Yang Yan felt the cells in his whole body cheering, and thought in his heart, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

Time passed slowly, an hour, two hours, three hours, the children of the Yang family have dispersed, the end of the day's training, all with a smile on their faces, this age is also their best youth, their life experience determines the extraordinary of their life, do not have to worry about wealth, rice, oil and salt, do not worry about life and death.

Soon Yang Yan felt that the barrier to promotion was in the way, at this time, Yang Yan was only a few hours away from last night's promotion, he had to sigh at the power of this magic control technique, he found that the speed of running the magic control technique, the speed of the spiritual energy operation was several times faster.

In an instant, the barrier to promotion was like tissue paper under the impact of his surging aura, and it broke through with a bang.

Promotion!

Exercise double!

Yang Yan opened his eyes, looking at the frolicking children of the Yang family, there was also a smile in his eyes, he shook his palm, a wave of energy instantly condensed in his palm, Yang Yan felt that he could smash a rock with one palm, and he experienced the fullness brought by power for the first time.

"Brother Xiao Yan, are you okay. It was Yang Meng and Yang Wen who spoke, the two brothers, the former of the two practiced fourfold and the latter double, and when they saw Yang Yan sitting on the ground, they ran over and asked, their eyes revealing concern.

Yang Yan's heart warmed when he heard the concern of the two, and he nodded and said, "What can I do, but you two boys, you have to cultivate well." ”

"Let's go, let's go eat. Yang Yan stood up and patted his buttocks, and said to the two brothers.

"Okay, okay, it just so happens that we haven't eaten together for a long time, today is just right, let's go..." Yang Meng suddenly said excitedly, while Yang Wen was a little literate, just smiled and nodded, with the third uncle in the same temperament, what he wanted to say was buried in his stomach.

The three of them walked down the avenue in the afterglow of the setting sun, pulling out a long shadow behind them.

Time slipped away in the fun of the three of them, Yang Yan returned to his own place after eating, he decided to choose a martial arts to cultivate, and at the beginning, there were many martial arts for himself to choose from on the first floor of the Wu Tower, although the level was not high, but it was also suitable for Yang Yan at this time.

Just do what he said, Yang Yan's consciousness sank into people's minds, communicating with the Chaos Witch Tower, and it was the same appearance, the Witch Tower appeared in Yang Yan's palm without warning, only to see Yang Yan pinched a few tricks, and the others disappeared from the seat, while the Witch Tower floated in the air, maintaining its original height.

In the space inside the tower, looking at the small version of the witch tower erected on the ground, Yang Yan walked in.

I saw that there was a hole in the small tower, and the rows of bookshelves were full of green light clusters, and there were white jade slips floating in the light clusters, and the monks would sink their consciousness into this jade slip, and the things in the jade slips would appear in their minds, and the jade slips could also be used to convey confidential instructions, and there were many stars on the earth, but these were not jade slips for memorization, but genuine martial arts or exercises, and only the red of them was a little chat, and the rest were all fluorescent green.

Yang Yan patrolled his territory, looked at the past one by one, and selected his first martial art, when he saw the "Blazing Sun Burning", Yang Yan took it out of the red light cluster, held it in his hand, and carefully considered whether to choose it or not.

Blazing Sun•Burning, a mid-grade Yellow Rank martial art, a basic martial art, the user can send out extremely hot power to bombard enemies.

Yang Yan looked at Yu Jian and said, "It's him." Then he turned around again, but the feeling that he could only look at many good things but couldn't use them made Yang Yan quite itchy.

Diving his consciousness into the jade slip, Yang Yan found that there were only three types of Blazing Sun Incineration, which was not very difficult, which made Yang Yan feel that there were no good goods.

Yang Yan was immersed in the jade slip, his eyes quickly swept over the lines of words, and kept them firmly in his mind.

Blazing Sun • Burning First Style, fist palm fire cloud.

The second type is full of rage.

The third type is to burn the sky and boil the sea.

After only a moment, Yang Yan realized something, silently recited the first formula, mobilized the aura of the whole body and cooperated with his limbs, shouted loudly in his mouth, and palmed the fire cloud in his fist.

The right fist soon sounded like a flame, bursts of crackling sounds, Yang Yan looked at this situation, and blasted out with a punch, within a radius of a few meters, as if he was being roasted by fire, and the grass on the ground was deeply scorched, fortunately, this was in the Wu Tower, and no one would take care of it.

Looking at the power of a punch, the corners of Yang Yan's mouth were slightly pretty, the first time he used his martial arts, it is estimated that most of the masters came over, I am afraid that they are also dumbfounded.

There was nothing to say all night, and before I knew it, the sky was also dawning, for Yang Yan, it was not particularly difficult to get started with the Blazing Sun • Burning Before the Second Style, after one night, Yang Yan was able to send out the power of the Blazing Sun • Burning Before the Second Style, but he could meet the enemy.

Withdrawing from the space of the Wu Tower, Yang Yan looked at the palm that was a little red, and smiled helplessly at the corner of his mouth, after a night's cultivation, he was also considered an emperor, but it was a bit of a waste in the early stage, and he felt that his hands were about to melt.

After a simple freshening up, Yang Yan rushed to the martial arts arena to see other people's cultivation methods, after all, cultivation cannot be done behind closed doors, just as he stepped out of the door, a voice came from outside the door, Yang Yan listened to the familiar voice, and went to open the door.

"Second uncle, why are you here, don't you want to prepare for the family competition?" Yang Yan said, in Yang Yan's opinion, Yang Zhanying was preparing for the family competition once every five years, and he didn't have time to come and see him.

"Xiao Yan, what are you thinking? Your second uncle has come to see you, haha. Yang Zhanying stood at the door, beckoning to Yang Yan and smiling.

"Zhiya. The door opened, and Yang Zhanying was standing outside the door, smiling.

"Second uncle, come in. Yang Yan greeted the second uncle, usually he is the person who takes good care of himself in this family, and often takes some pills to restore the body to himself, hoping that he will have the opportunity to cultivate.

Yang Zhanying looked at Yang Yan, whose personality was becoming more and more calm in front of him, and said, "I won't come in, I'll leave immediately." ”

Then looking at the more and more upright young man, Yang Zhanying found that he was almost out of reach, and said with a smile: "Xiao Yan, you kid, you have grown taller again, and the second uncle is almost out of touch." A burst of laughter ensued.

Yang Yan touched his nose and said, "Second uncle, don't make fun of me. ”

"Yo, boy, I'm sorry," Yang Zhanying smiled at the corner of his mouth and said with a smile.

"Hey, second uncle, aren't you preparing for the family competition in a few months, how can you be free?" Yang Yan reminded, worried that he would be delayed because of this, the current family is not calm on the surface.

Hearing this, Yang Zhanying frowned slightly, and a trace of anger appeared in his eyes, and then turned into a sigh "Alas, this matter is now being done by someone else. ”

"Why? Isn't this matter always the second uncle, you, the abbot?" Yang Yan said incredulously, because the second uncle is also a powerful person who has the power of entering the gods!

"Hmph, it's not that Yang Zhen is too deceitful, relying on himself to break through to the Divine Journey Realm, and do whatever he wants in the family. Yang Zhanying said as he stepped on the ground with his feet, as if Yang Zhen was under his feet.

"Alas, second uncle, don't be too angry, you will hurt your body with anger. Yang Yan looked at Yang Zhanying's angry appearance and didn't know how to persuade him.