In the open space, looking at the young man who was already sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed and digesting, the resolute little face made Wu Ling's eyes moistened a little, he knew that part of the reason why Chen Moyang made this choice was because of him. "Moyang, thank you, I will definitely do my best to train you into the most powerful martial artist. ”

It takes a while to change the exercises, but fortunately, Chen Moyang has only just cultivated, otherwise it would have taken a lot of effort. An hour later, Chen Moyang, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes.

Chen Moyang, who had changed the exercises, seemed to be a little more energetic than before, and his delicate little face was glowing with a faint red light, looking energetic.

"It deserves to be a heaven-level exercise. Feeling the speed of the aura in his body, Chen Moyang couldn't help but be a little happy, but he couldn't help frowning when he thought of its flaws. "In the future, I'll have to work harder to cultivate!"

"Moyang, how do you feel?" Floating in front of Chen Moyang, looking at his radiant face, Wu Ling was sincerely happy.

"It feels pretty good, in addition to the drawbacks of promotion, this exercise is indeed much more powerful than the fan that my grandfather taught me, but I will have to double my cultivation in the future, and I have to go around to find spiritual treasures. By the way, I don't have any martial arts yet, so how can I compare with others. Spreading his hands, the corners of Chen Moyang's mouth curled slightly.

Seeing Chen Moyang, who was starting to be immodest again, Wu Ling had a headache, wiped the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and said: "At present, your martial arts level is too low, and if you are too powerful, you will basically not be able to exert much power if you are too powerful, so I will teach you a martial art first, called Qianjin Po, which can be regarded as compensation for you." ”

"Qianjin Po, what level of martial arts is this, I feel domineering when I hear the name, is it a heavenly step?" Chen Moyang heard that the fog spirit was going to teach him the exercises, and he daydreamed again.

"Heavenly Steps, just think about it, always think about unrealistic things, boy, face it. Chen Moyang's unbeaten expression made Wu Ling roll his eyes.

"Don't think about so many martial arts now, do you know that you can't chew too much, when you become a medicine spirit master in the future, high-level martial arts, exercises, and spiritual treasures, naturally someone will rush to deliver them to you. Ignoring Chen Moyang's resentful expression, Wu Ling said lightly.

"But I need powerful martial arts now, you see I've practiced a total of two now, it's too little. Chen Moyang's mouth kept talking, and his expression of not giving up vowing not to get good martial arts made the fog spirit really helpless.

Wu Ling, who really didn't want to have anything to do with Chen Moyang, had no choice but to use a killer move, and pretended to be serious and said: "Okay, there's no need to discuss, do you still want this martial art, if you don't want it, don't talk about martial arts, martial arts don't have yours." ”

"Don't, master, you see that you are a sect master, how can a small martial art be put in your eyes, a thousand catties are broken, yes, then I can't either, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat!" Chen Moyang looked at the unrelieved expression of the fog spirit, so he had to give in, and his face was full of courtesy.

"Close your eyes and concentrate your energy, and I will pass it on to you. With a laugh and scolding, Wu Ling lightly put his palm against Chen Moyang's forehead.

With a slight tingling in his head, Chen Moyang suddenly felt a large amount of information flow appear in his mind, and the sudden information made his brain swell a little.

"Thousands of pounds broken, spirit level advanced martial arts, hand-to-hand combat martial arts, known for its strong attack power, with boundless aura in the arm, launch an attack, containing dark energy, practice to the fullest, can open mountains and stones, the power is comparable to the low-level martial arts of the ground level. ”

After a while, Chen Moyang, who was slowly absorbing the information in his head, was slightly awake, and then gasped in surprise. Spirit level high-level martial arts, the power is comparable to the low-level of the ground level.

I heard my grandfather say that although there are many martial arts on the Tianxuan Continent, those that exceed the spirit level are still very rare, and they are all in the hands of the big forces, and the power of the thousand jin break is comparable to the martial arts of the ground level, how can he not be surprised.

Swallowing his saliva, Chen Moyang's eyes were a little straight, if he had learned this martial art, he would not have been so embarrassed when he encountered Lingxuanhu at that time, maybe he would be lucky enough to defeat it......

"Hey, hey, Moyang!" Seeing Chen Moyang who was distracted again, Wu Ling hurriedly interrupted him, otherwise this muddy boy didn't know what he was thinking about.

"Don't be too happy, although the requirements for spiritual energy are not high, but the requirements for physical fitness and core strength are very high, which is also the reason why I chose this martial art, otherwise the pure Xuan-level advanced martial arts will not be able to support its consumption at all with your strength in the early stage of physical training. ”

"And this is a hand-to-hand combat martial art, just your little arms and legs, it is estimated that before you can attack the enemy, your leg muscles will be broken, so you have to strengthen your muscles. Chen Moyang, who was originally extremely excited, listened to what the Fog Spirit Sect said, like a basin of cold water poured on his body.

"Then how can I improve my muscle strength? Temper with Reiki? I remember my grandfather said that the training period is to temper the body with Reiki. Chen Moyang recalled, looking at the fog spirit with some uncertainty.

"Tempering with aura is indeed the best way to do it. Because as the thickness of the aura in your body continues to increase, your physical fitness and muscle strength will also increase, but if you want to reach the level of cultivating a thousand catties, you must at least reach the life soul stage. However, I have a quicker way. Seeing Chen Moyang's dark eyes staring at him tightly, the fog spirit couldn't help but smile evilly, he could finally use this to teach this little bastard a good lesson.

"What's the method?" Looking at the extreme ill-will in the fog spirit's eyes, Chen Moyang swallowed his saliva and asked with a trembling voice.

"This method requires some external stimulus, so you have to be a little mentally prepared. Seeing Chen Moyang's expression, Wu Ling couldn't help but gloat a little.

"What kind of stimulus?!" The more I listened, the more wrong it became, and Chen Moyang's back couldn't help but feel a little cold.

seemed to be very satisfied with the pressure caused by his words to Chen Moyang, and on the old face of the foggy spirit, his eyes were about to narrow into a line. "Leave you a suspense first, go, go back first, it's not too early, go back at night and have a good rest!"

"Oh, master, you mean, you're nervous. Seeing that the fog spirit floated towards the direction of the village without looking back after speaking, Chen Moyang hurriedly followed, shouting as he ran.

......

In front of the dilapidated hut, Chen Moyang's depressed expression was seen from a distance, and Feng Shi couldn't help but greet him.

"Xiao Moyang, what's wrong, why are you unhappy?" Feng Shi smiled and looked at the puffing little face.

"It's okay, grandpa, it's just that today's cultivation is a little unsmooth, I'll go into the house to rest, I won't eat dinner, I'll get up early tomorrow morning to practice." Thinking that the fog spirit still didn't tell him in the end, Chen Moyang couldn't help but feel a little depressed, and walked into the room with a bad look.

Seeing this, Feng Shi couldn't help but smile. "This kid. ”

The night gradually darkened, and the whole village fell into silence, but Chen Moyang, who was still tossing and turning in bed, was destined to not sleep well tonight, which was probably what the fog spirit wanted to see.