"Crack, crack, bang, drink". In the backyard, Fang Yan desperately hit the iron stake, mentally reciting the old man's fourteen-character mantra all the time.

Although the fight is still bumpy and stiff, it is not as chaotic as before. I saw his hands wandering around the iron rod, and his hands, palms, elbows, and arms struck violently from time to time. The iron stakes crackled.

The feet are even stiffer and refuse to move for half a minute, sometimes the hands are inflexible and twist with brute force, when the hands are hit, the feet are also waiting for the opportunity to cramp out, and the body must be kept moving, often the balance is unstable, falling to the side, Fang Yan is stubborn is not to hold his feet, he fell heavily to the ground, got up again, and continued.

Unconsciously, the sky was already bright, Fang Yan didn't know how many times he had fallen, he got up again and again and continued to hit, the fourteen-character mantra was easy to say, and it was not difficult to understand, but if he wanted to do it, it was as difficult as climbing to the sky. Implicit here is the existence of a Tao. It is the fit of the body and the mind and soul that has reached a certain level.

"Bang". Fang Yan once again failed to grasp his balance and fell heavily to the ground. After several months of exercise, although the physical body is much stronger, it is inevitable that it will be painful and aggrieved if it falls heavily on the stone ground many times.

"Hey......". Fang Yan got up, shook his head and sighed, and slammed his fist on the iron stake, venting the frustration in his heart.

"How can you see that the old man can be so relaxed, and I, I can't even do the most basic stability." Fang Yan felt uncomfortable and blamed himself.

"Remember, no tactics can be practiced overnight, not even if you are unique. The old man's voice came from the front hall, "If you don't work every day, every year, only persistence is the king." ”

"Yes, if it doesn't work for a day, I will practice every day, and I believe that one day I will succeed. Fang Yan listened to the old man's words, and the blood in his heart rose again. His fists were clenched, and his face showed a look of determination again.

Looking up at the sky, the sun climbed into the air.

"Time flies. With a sigh of emotion, he quickly cleaned up the sweat on his head and ran to the front hall.

Time flies, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, more than a month has passed since the day Fang Yan learned the dragon battle method.

In the past month or so, Fang Yan threw himself on the iron stake, and as long as he had free time, he would hit the iron stake in the backyard, and he worked extremely hard. Even the waterfall was put down.

At the same time, progress is also rapid, and sometimes even the harsh old man can't help but nod his head in front of him, showing a look of relief.

Again, before dawn, there was a thud in the courtyard of the stakes being struck.

"Yes, you have made a lot of progress during this time, you have comprehended the basic essence of the dragon fighting method, and the next thing to do is to continue to figure it out, continue to be proficient, and deepen the comprehension of the Tao contained in it. The old man nodded after watching Fang Yan hit the iron stake.

"Old man, the kid is stupid, and he doesn't know what the Tao is here. Fang Yan said respectfully.

"It's normal that you don't understand, you haven't reached the realm of connection, your divine consciousness has not yet been achieved, the way of heaven is still too far away from you, and what you have comprehended during this time is not the way of heaven, the way of nature. The old man said slowly, "The dragon battle method I created is based on two words. Circle, one. These two words contain thousands of words, and all changes are derived from this, and this is my way. ”

Fang Yan was shocked, just these two simple words, but he derived such a miraculous feat, the old man was really powerful, and the way of heaven was really wonderful.

"As long as you keep these things in mind, you will experience them later. Now I'm going to teach you how to swim the dragon and take a good look. After the old man finished speaking, he slowly reached in front of the iron stake with one hand.

Fang Yan stared at the boss at this time, and everything in his heart was thrown aside, staring at the old and withered palm. Fang Yan knew that this move was extremely powerful, extremely domineering, and could be called against the sky.

The old man's palm was less than half an inch away from the iron stake, and his outstretched five fingers suddenly clenched and stretched forward.

"Pounds". A huge muffled sound sounded, and the 10,000-pound iron pile shook slightly. This is the old man's random blow. Fang Yan didn't dare to imagine how strong the old man's real combat power was, if he was close to him in battle, the consequences would be absolutely unimaginable.

"This is the strength of inches, when you practice to the extreme, you will give birth to an inch, and you will break the mountain inch by inch. The old man closed his body and said lightly unharmed.

Fang Yan was surprised again, smashing the mountain inch by inch, what a momentum, how domineering. I really don't understand in my heart, how can a punch hit at such a close distance be so powerful, how can it be used by relying on the body alone.

"Old man, I don't understand where this power comes from." Fang Yan said.

"Come from the inside, gather a little bit, hit it. The old man said, "This is a feeling, a state, you can't say it, you understand it if you understand it, and if you don't understand it, you don't understand it." When the output is shaken, there is a kind of Tao. You have to experience it yourself, there is only one way to try, there is no shortcut, once you suddenly realize, you will volatilize freely. ”

Fang Yan took it to heart. Fang Yan knew that the only major thing in his next days was to concentrate on his research.

Fang Yan tried to put his hand in front of the iron stake, and suddenly struck out hard, but there was no effect of an inch, but he felt powerless. I don't feel annoyed, I charge my strength again and again, and I desperately want to move the power in my body to the palm of my hand, but I can't move it. kept trying to hit it, and there was no feeling like the old man said.

I've hit it thousands of times, but I still don't feel it. Fang Yan was not discouraged. Cheer yourself up in your heart. Only persistence is king, and the more difficult it is to practice, the more powerful it will prove.

Fang Yan tried to hit the iron stake for dozens of days, but there was still no progress. I thought that I would feel it if I changed the environment to practice, so I changed to a big tree outside the tavern, which didn't work, and then changed to the wall of the house in the village, which didn't work, and then changed ......

The stubborn temper came up again. So in the following days, Fang Yan's strange behavior could be seen everywhere in the village.

Either I saw Fang Yan leaning against the wall of this house and slamming it with his back, or I saw Fang Yan desperately hitting the wall of that house with his fist. It made the people in the village think that there was something wrong with the "little swallow" head.

"Hey". Fang Yan sat in the tavern and sighed loudly, it has been more than two months, and there has been no progress in the slightest, am I really so talentless.

Calculating the time, it has been more than half a year since I came to the "Killing Village".

The old man sat on a table and closed his eyes to recuperate, and Fang Yan's hard work during this time was all in his eyes. Fang Yan was so lost, the old man didn't enlighten him, some things had to be comprehended by himself.

"Bang". Suddenly there was a loud bang outside the tavern, and the ground shook. Breaking the usual calm of the village.

"Haha, old man of Heavenly Court, I haven't seen you for many years, and you don't come out to greet your old friend. There was a lot of laughter outside.

The old man Fang Buddha had long known that the people outside were coming, so he was not surprised, but just snorted coldly.

"Go, it's for you. The old man got up and looked at Fang Yandao, and then walked out the door.

Fang Yan heard it inexplicably, suppressed the doubts in his heart, took the little beast, and hurriedly followed.

There was a large crater not far from the tavern, which should have been blasted out by someone with a magic weapon, and the loud response just now should have come from.

Fang Yan looked into the distance. I was immediately shocked. Unexpectedly, half a year has passed, and this old immortal still refuses to let me go. It's just too deceitful.

I saw that there were no less than 100 monks standing on the other side of the pit. There are more than a dozen people standing in the sky. There are quite a few acquaintances of Fang Yan inside. Xuanyang Sect Great Elder Huang Hai, Deacon Chen, Li Mad and his wife, as well as the master of the Black Water Gate, and several chemical martial arts powerhouses who chased and killed him last time. What frightened Fang Yan the most was that an old man standing in the front row had white hair and white beard, his face was ruddy, and he looked like he was close to nature, and he felt like a fairy wind and bones. This man is definitely a master.

Fang Yan wondered in his heart, why did these people come together, and now they are still dealing with themselves together, and his heart became nervous.

Huang Hai has never forgotten Fang Yan, faintly guessing that Fang Yan is likely to have a powerful backer behind him, and he has a heart of killing him, leaving this son will definitely be a big disaster in the future, and it will make it difficult for him to sleep and eat.

As soon as Fang Yan entered the "Poor Mountains and Bad Waters", the Yellow Sea sent people to the periphery of the "Poor Mountains and Bad Waters" to find Fang Yan and kill him. The matter of the young man in cloth being hunted down with a treasure was already boiling in the entire periphery, and everyone knew about it, and after a little inquiry, he knew where Fang Yan was.

Knowing the horror of the "Killing Village" from the mouths of those sects, Huang Hai didn't dare to make a move immediately, looking for the masters of the "Poor Mountains and Evil Waters" everywhere for help, and finally invited a leading power at the price of ten thousand-year-old herbs and 100,000 spirit crystals, and immediately killed it.

"Hmph, what are you doing here. The old man said coldly.

"Haha, presumably you already know the old man of Heavenly Court, why bother asking, hand over that kid, I can take advantage and leave, just because I owe you a favor, how about it." The white-haired old man pointed at Fang Yandao.

Huang Hai and his party had a hideous look on their faces, this piece of heart meat can finally be cut off today, exercises, little beasts, hum.

"Child, you'd better be honest with me, it's not good if you start to do it. "Huang Haidao.

"Hmph, good shameless old fellow, even if you still chased here, what kind of enmity do I have with you, you have to kill me so much. Fang Yan said angrily.

"Damn, little swallow, what are you doing with such a person, so much nonsense, a pot of wine, I'll shoot it out for you, how about it. A rough voice came from far to near, and as soon as the words fell, the old monk was already standing beside Fang Yan.

"Yes, what the monk said is right, dare to come to our killing village to ask for people, and kill them directly. Another voice came.

"Giggles, the old lady just prepared a new poison, I don't know the effect yet, these people are so good, and they sent it to the door. The Black Widow flew into the air and said with a coquettish smile.

All of a sudden, the anger was endless, and the villagers were constantly killed, and the words were more bloody and fiercer than the other. After a while, hundreds of people came, almost all of the villagers.

In the past half a year, Fang Yan has always felt that these people are very easy to get along with, not like the great evil people. Today I finally know why these usually amiable people have brought such notoriety to the village......

"I said Xue Shemale, don't you fucking rob houses in the 'poor mountains and bad waters', rape and plunder, and run to our village to find death? The old monk said unceremoniously to the white-haired old man. "Have you forgotten how the 'Killing Village' got its name? ”

When the white-haired old man called Xue Mandemon in the void heard this, his face suddenly became cloudy. Unexpectedly, I thought that I would come to ask for a child who was not a killing villager, it was extremely simple, and there were huge benefits to be gained. I guess the killing village won't make a big deal with itself over such a trivial matter. I didn't expect things to develop like this, and these people's attitudes would be so tough.

Fang Yan was extremely moved in his heart, he didn't expect that for the sake of himself as an inconsequential person, the whole village would be so excited.

"I'm willing to exchange the thousand-year-old herb and spirit crystal for that child, you can see that it is feasible. "Huang Hai sensed that the situation was not right. This time, I have planned to kill Fang Yan, and I must not keep him. So he said again.

"This benefactor is guilty of sin. I don't know what Tianbao you will exchange for, we can sit down and discuss it. Out of the crowd came a middle-aged monk with a bright head, wearing a monk's robe, and clasped his hands, who seemed to have a Buddhist style.

Fang Yan's heart suddenly tightened, and then when he saw the person who spoke, his heart fell again, and he really wanted to go up and give this living treasure a kick......