I don't know how long it took, but the golden cocoon suddenly exploded with a bang, turning into bits of golden light again, covering the entire void.

In the center of Yang Xuan's dantian, three white cyclones appeared, showing a peak momentum.

And when these three cyclones appeared, the aura of heaven and earth from the outside world began to slowly pour into the three cyclones.

Yang Xuan looked at this scene, but his heart was extremely excited. In his heart, he had a kind of enlightenment - the three layers of qi refining.

He, the only cultivator in the High Martial World, had already reached the third level of Qi refining.

From then on, a new path was paved in front of him.

Yang Xuan pushed the three cyclones to rotate slowly with his mind, and the aura was slow but kept pouring into the cyclones.

The energy vortex above his head had long since disappeared, and the huge energy vortex would only appear when the aura in the cyclone had accumulated to a certain extent and advanced.

Exiting the inner look, Yang Xuan found that only about an hour had passed.

His eyes swept around, and Yang Xuan immediately felt the difference.

His eyes swept over, and the things around him were incomparably clear, giving him a feeling of refreshment, and at the same time, his senses became extremely acute, and he could even feel the breeze stirring the leaves.

This advancement not only allowed him to enter the third layer of qi refining, but also brought incomparable benefits to Yang Xuan's spirit, making his mind even stronger.

But recalling what had just happened, he couldn't help but be afraid for a while.

Competing with the power of a world's rules, you know that there are many dangers when you think about it.

At this moment, he knew in his heart that his current strength was still too weak to attract the attention of the power of the rules.

As he grows stronger, the power of the rules imposed on him will grow stronger and stronger, until he is reduced to powder by the power of the rules, or he is above the rules of this world.

There is no possibility of reconciliation between the two.

But he never regretted it, and if he were asked to make another choice, he would still do it even though he knew that there was a great danger.

There will be no free lunch in the world, and if you want to have a huge harvest, you must have a huge pay.

Once you have the method, the rest will be a matter of course.

Yang Xuan's spiritual mind sank into the dantian, extremely concentrated, and slowly pushed the three cyclones to start to accelerate and rotate, and with the acceleration of the cyclone, the speed at which the aura entered the body also began to become faster.

With the influx of aura, the three cyclones all separated into a stream of aura, which swam around the limbs, nourishing his body point by point, making his body more tenacious and agile.

The moon is bright, the breeze is cool, and the surroundings are silent, only the leaves are swaying.

Yang Xuan sat quietly on the ground, his eyes slightly closed, and between exhaling and inhaling, he revealed a mysterious charm.

It was in such an environment that Yang Xuan began his first active cultivation in his life.

At the same time, Yang Jing, the fourth manager, could not sleep, his thoughts were full of thoughts, and he inexplicably had a trace of panic, and even a trace of fear.

Thinking of his previous attitude towards Yang Xuan's mother and son, and then thinking of Niu Yuan's cold corpse, he felt a trace of regret in his heart like never before.

However, he immediately put this regret aside and turned it into viciousness.

His eyes became fierce and vicious, like a poisonous snake in the night.

If you don't die, my heart will be uneasy!

......

When I woke up again, it was already dark. Yang Xuan patted his clothes and stood up.

Although I sat all night, my legs did not feel any paralysis, and the whole person seemed refreshed and tired.

When I returned to the residence, my mother had already gotten up to work, and when she saw Yang Xuan coming from outside, she was not surprised, just that Yang Xuan got up early.

In the past few days, Qian has found that the eyes of the people around her seem to be a little different.

Originally, the eyes of those people looking at her contained emotions such as disdain, ridicule, and disgust, but now, she sensitively found that the eyes of the people around her had changed, containing an inexplicable taste, which made her a little strange.

This kind of change made her feel uneasy and secretly worried, but it was better not to have something wrong.

Seeing Yang Xuan at this moment, thinking of this, he said to Yang Xuan: "Xiao Xuan, have you noticed something strange in the past few days?"

Yang Xuan took the bucket that was already full of water in his mother's hand: "No, mother, what's wrong?"

Qian hesitated: "I feel that there seems to be something wrong with the way those people look at me in the past few days, as if it is, ...... , my mother is not sure, I always feel as if I am a little scared!"

After speaking, her brows tightened, and even she couldn't believe what she said, it would be good if these people didn't come to bully them, how could they be afraid?

Yang Xuan suddenly heard this, and it seemed that the impact of killing Niu Yuan had been revealed.

It's just that what puzzled him was that the originally imagined storm did not come, and everything was calm, as if nothing had happened.

Of course, Yang Xuan would not be naïve enough to think that this matter would be over.

Although as a direct descendant of the Yang family, killing a subordinate at will is not a big deal for the Yang family, a giant, but if this person is replaced by Yang Xuan, then it will definitely cause turbulence.

And now the calm and calm always make him feel that this is just the calm before the storm.

Yang Xuandang would not tell his mother the truth, which would only make his mother frightened, so he comforted his mother casually, lifted the barrel, and started the day's work.

In the next few days, it was still calm, but when those subordinates saw Yang Xuan, they always lowered their heads to dodge, and they couldn't dodge, and they also lowered their eyebrows and became extremely submissive.

In the past few days, he has not given up his cultivation, and he still insists on absorbing spiritual energy every night.

It's just that since that day, he has never been to Houshan again, and has instead cultivated in his own room.

Now, one of the main questions before him was how Reiki could be used.

Although he struck out casually at this time, he had tremendous strength, but he knew in his heart that cultivators had a myriad of means, and they didn't just use brute force.

However, as the only cultivator in this world, where did he go to find Dao martial arts?

In the afternoon of this day, he was chopping wood in the courtyard, and the snowy wood knife was raised high, shining in the sun, and then it fell rapidly, and with a snap, a piece of wood was split in half from the middle.

He has been repeating this action for many years, the so-called practice makes perfect, even if he closes his eyes, he can slash the center of the stake perfectly.

Yang Xuan's heart was not here at this time, he was constantly thinking about how to find a way to use aura.

The sunlight reflected from the raised firewood knife fell on Yang Xuan's eyes, causing his eyes to close involuntarily. After reacting, he slowly put away the firewood knife, and was about to chop it again, when his eyes suddenly fell on the firewood knife.

The firewood knife made of pig iron is shining, and the blade is extremely sharp because Yang Xuan often polishes it, and there is a cold light flashing from time to time.

Yang Xuan's heart suddenly moved.

The firewood knife moves because of the force of the arm, while the firewood knife can split firewood because the blade is thin and sharp.

In that case, can we use our thoughts as arms and aura as blades to unleash attacks like firewood knives?

Just do it, his thoughts came out, and a spiritual aura suddenly gushed out from the dantian.

Yang Xuan didn't dare to slack off, and continued to concentrate and calm down.

The aura appeared in front of his body, and in Yang Xuan's senses, it first became a ball, and then slowly formed a transparent crescent moon according to Yang Xuan's thoughts.

"Go!" Yang Xuan drank lightly.

Before the words fell, the transparent crescent moon rushed towards a bowl-thick locust tree not far away.

"Poof!" the crescent moon collided with the locust tree, making a soft noise.