Hengduan Mountains, Nu River Basin.

The mountains are undulating and winding, the ancient trees are all over, the old roots are intertwined, the branches hang down to the ground, the dark green moss is all over the gravel and tree roots, and the eyes are full of greenery and dream. Due to the dense density and the difficulty of sunlight penetration, the whole area appears dim. Because it is too dense, birds and animals cannot move freely, and there is less birdsong and animal roar, which is quiet and peaceful.

A beautiful green picture!

For many years, outsiders have never set foot on it; For many years, it was secluded and quiet; For many years, it has been a paradise of lush vegetation; For many years, it has continued its legend in silence.

Until...... Today!!!

Bang! In the depths of the dense forest, an ear-shattering roar echoed, the mountain shook slightly, the branches and leaves were scattered, the small sawdust was scattered and splashed, and the falling branches shook violently.

It was an ancient tree that had grown for hundreds of years, and its trunk was large enough for five people to embrace, but at the moment it was shaking slightly under the bombardment of the iron rod, and it was trembling and moaning.

Not to mention the wild bombardment, what a terrible force!!

Between the intertwined old roots, Yang Jing stood silently holding the tungsten gold stick, letting the branches spill and the sawdust splash, concentrating and calming, tasting the power of the blow just now, and feeling the impact of the impact on the body, especially the soreness and pain in the arms and wrists.

"Gather your energy, condense and prepare to go, explode when you move, and do it all over your body. There is tension and relaxation, and there is a degree and shape!! Yang Jing, come again. Above his head, an old man lowered his eyes lightly, standing quietly among the canopies of ancient trees, with white beard and white robes, white cloth and hair, out of the dust, fairy wind and bones. Feel the shaking of the trunk of the tree, and judge the qualification of this 'critical hit'.

Yang Jing withdrew the tungsten gold stick, gently scratched the bright red raised lines with the tips of his left fingers, and held it five centimeters below his right hand, gathering his breath and condensing his aura. There is no previous arrogance, there is no previous hideousness, whether it is the face or the breath, it is extraordinarily calm, at first glance, it seems to have changed into a vice Nirvana, masculine, handsome, and more calm.

Is it mature? Is it metamorphosis? It's a change in temperament!

After a moment, the eyelids lifted, and a gleam of essence flashed under the eyes, mixed with blood. is still a resolute face, or a calm aura, but the whole person is instantly filled with strong danger.

As soon as the body moved, the power surged, and the arm and wrist shook, and the blow was violent.

Rumble!!! The trunk of the ancient tree shook slightly, but the branches trembled violently, sprinkling broken leaves all over the sky, and tungsten gold sticks were scattered...... It was deeply 'embedded' deep in the trunk of the tree. It was not shattered, but under the bombardment of power, a powerful 'compression' was carried out!

The power is no longer divergent, no longer wasted, concentrated in one place, gathered and exploded!

Abandon useless work, abandon offensive 'impurities', squander every power, use 100% where you want, and burst out with true power in the gathering.

For more than five months, Yang Jing has done only one thing every day, standing still, meditating, waving a stick, standing still, meditating, waving a stick again, and repeating the cycle, including night and day!

He made a lot of preparations for this experience, and he had a lot of fantasies before coming to the Hengduan Mountains.

Expectation, nervousness, worry, excitement, all kinds of emotions are surging in his heart, Yang Jing is eager to participate in the 'emperor-making' operation and achieve a leapfrog increase in strength.

But Tantra seems to have played a joke on him, except for the occasional 'attack' by the two patriarchs of the Medicine King's Mansion, the so-called course is basically like this...... Pick a stick!

"Quiet as a bell, let the wind and rain invade; Movement is like a landslide, a violent attack with anger, and the mountain collapses and the ground cracks! The old man's expression was as indifferent as water, he couldn't see the slightest change, there was no appreciation, no criticism, every time Yang Jing made an attack, there were only a few words on demand.

It's neither deep nor shallow, it's not empty or refined, it's just a little light, leaving time for Yang Jing to consider by himself.

Quiet as a bell, moving like a landslide!!

Yang Jing maintained an offensive posture, closed his eyes again, and realized this description that had been mentioned many times by the old man according to the vibration frequency and fluctuation degree transmitted back by the tungsten gold stick.

To tell the truth, because of this monotonous and strange training method, he was annoyed, angry, and resentful, and he couldn't understand why Tantra 'frosted' himself, why Di Yunyi lived and died, and he couldn't understand the old man's 'nonsense'.

This irritability lasted for two months, and that time was when Yang Jing was the most crazy and rude, when Di Yunyi and Wu Yunhao attacked the most sharply, and when this Nu River valley was the most chaotic.

Until his chest is pierced by the old man in front of him!

With only a slender branch, the seemingly weak old man locked his life in an instant!

The branch pierced Yang Jing's self-confessed hard muscles, pierced his body, and almost grazed his heart through the hole in his back.

Yang Jing will never forget the moment of life and death, the feeling of death kissing, and he will never forget the cold and piercing eyes of the old man.

Then, there are ten days of coma and twenty days of recuperation.

And then, here he was.

Rotate the stick again and again, close your eyes night and night, and comprehend day by day.

Slowly, his heart calmed down. For more than thirty years, there has never been such a calm, as calm as it is now. It was as if the whole world had fallen silent, and everything had changed color, no longer just blood.

The once hideous, the once crazy, the once bloody, with the quiet of the heart slowly receded, even Nirvana seemed to have changed, no longer so scary, but became handsome, a kind of hardness and calm heroism and handsomeness.

This is a change in the heart, but also a transformation of temperament, like a person's soul washed away and smeared with color!

Just like Di Cheng who was on the top of the snow-capped mountain back then, the unsealing of the soul, the transformation of temperament, and the transformation of mentality were like a catalytic agent, which contributed to the thirteenth emperor of the black list of the megatron world.

Now, in this Hengduan Mountain Range, in this lush forest, Yang Jing is also continuing Di Cheng's path, in different ways, but after all, he is still transforming step by step.

And.

In the thousands of swings of the iron rod, in the old man's teaching again and again, Yang Jing slowly understood, slowly absorbed, and re-comprehended the way of exerting the 'power' of the person, experimenting, honing, and comprehending.

Di Yunyi and Wu Yunhao seem to have disappeared, and they have only appeared twice in the past three months. Unlike in the first two months, they launched a total of more than 20 assassinations against Yang Jing, all of which were life-and-death and merciless, sometimes in training, sometimes in violence, and sometimes in deep sleep.

However, it was these two attacks that made Yang Jing firm in his determination to continue to 'calm', because ...... In a trance, he noticed a change in himself, not only in temperament, but also in strength.

Deaf and clear!! The sense of hearing is greatly improved, the vision is brighter, and the perception of the whole person is more sensitive.

Is this a change in mentality?!

In three months, he has grown more than in the previous three years, or ...... More.

"Critical hits, the essence of power. Instantaneous power, instantaneous weight, condense atrocities! Yang Jing, come again......" The shaking of the branches was completely still, and the old man's indifferent voice sounded again.

"A moment, a blow, to remove the chaff." Yang Jing made his own comprehension, withdrew the tungsten gold stick, and waved it again.

Can......

The tungsten gold stick rose in an instant, stopped in an instant, and was frozen in mid-air. It's not that the bombardment has stopped, but that ...... The muscles are tense, the eyes are sharp, and the strength is not only surging in the muscles of the arms and wrists, but also circulating throughout the body.

No longer calm and masculine, the aura of danger soars, like a tiger unchained. You can attack at any moment!

"This time, it's not a sneak attack." A clear voice sounded behind him, and Di Yunyi, the 'dark' mansion master of the Medicine King Mansion, parted the hanging branches and walked up. looked at the old man in Shu Guanjian, and his cold face rarely showed a little smile: "Prisoner, it's hard work, I'm here today, I have something to find Yang Jing." ”

The old man surnamed Prisoner opened his eyes: "Is the time?" ”

"It should be time, the clansmen report, Tianmen...... Someone is coming. ”

"Heaven's Gate?" Yang Jing's expression was a little trance-like, for half a year, he had devoted himself to cultivation and was completely immersed in 'quietness', and he had almost forgotten the previous things, including people and things.

"It's the Thousand Eyes Special Operations Group."

"It's been almost half a year, it's time." Yang Jing took a deep breath, looked up at the old man, and was silent for a moment, kneeling on one knee and bowing his head silently.

didn't say a word, but clearly showed the emotions of this resolute man.

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