Spring is really strong on the mountain, and the sprouting fluffy grass and thorns are all over the mountain road.

The vine grass was covered with dew, and Yi Qiu's body was wet after a while when he went up the mountain.

Yi Qiu came up from another mountain road some distance from his ancestral home, and he vaguely remembered that there was a stone mountain on this side.

But after a long time, the memory seems a little blurry, but it doesn't matter if you go wrong.

Because the inhabitants of this area have been emptied, there are hardly any people walking on this road, except for the occasional ranger who passes by and the occasional donkey.

But instead of being idle, it became a popular avenue for the beasts.

From time to time, Yi Qiu can still see a lot of messy footprints on the ground, including wild boars and other large wild animals, as well as wild cats and hedgehogs.

Because of its proximity to nature reserves, and in recent years, the villagers have moved out one after another, and the wild beasts' activity area has begun to extend to this area.

After walking along the mountain road for a short time, across the wild bamboo like angry waves in the mountains, Yi Qiu saw the stone mountain in his memory from afar.

Because of the scarcity of soil, there are only some messy weeds growing on the rocky mountain, and occasionally you can find a relatively open field.

Just like the appearance in Yi Qiu's memory, without the role of manpower, the hurried time is slow and long for it to change.

Yi Qiu found a flat place, where the scenery is good, and the practice is more suitable.

The direction from Yi Qiu is a mountain of bamboo sea, although it is wild bamboo, slightly less graceful, but the wild bamboo stretching out of the mountain is still as magnificent as the blue waves.

Yi Qiu once came here to find a bamboo pole for fishing.

On the other side is a vine-covered cliff full of small white flowers, which provoke a swarm of bees to gather here.

The gentle mountain breeze blows, and the air is filled with a fragrance mixed with bamboo leaves and flowers.

Occasionally, a few early birds fluttered by, latching on to the grass stems as if they were nesting.

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Standing on the fairly flat stone, Yi Qiu condensed slightly, and then mobilized the qi in his body to instantly come to mind:

Eight doors Dunjia, open the door!

Yi Qiu's pupils shrank slightly, and violent power surged from his body.

However, it didn't last long, and Yi Qiu closed it directly.

In a state of static concentration, he can open the door in seconds, but he still can't in the fierce battle, which tests his concentration and proficiency in the Eight Gate Dunjia.

Because of his long-term meditation practice, Yi Qiu's concentration level is in line with the requirements.

But in terms of the proficiency of the Eight Gate Dunjia, it is relatively lacking.

Therefore, he was ready to hone his proficiency in the Eight Gate Dun Armor, which could ensure that he could use it in time in the abrupt fierce battle.

He didn't have time to practice those skills for fighting now, and the first thing was to master the Eight Dunjia that improved the hard attributes.

When the Eight Dun Armors were proficient, Yi Qiu pondered that he could practice some skills that could supplement his combat system.

Compared to warriors who use weapons, warrior monks are relatively less complicated in their choice of skills and cultivation system.

In addition to general skills such as improving one's own attributes and resistances, it is a move that sharpens the body and mind, increases the damage of the bare hands, or expands the support.

"Hoo ......"

Yi Qiu calmed his breathing, Humen was not too much of a burden for his current physique.

After all, his physique is already 15 points, and the minimum physique requirement to open the door is 13 points, which is more than twice the minimum physique requirement.

In principle, it is not too difficult to open the door in seconds, because both the door opening and the door are located in the brain.

In the Eight Doors Dunjia, the door opening and closing doors are left and right in the brain, protecting the brain from the impact of overload energy.

Therefore, it is relatively not so difficult to break through the door after breaking through the door in one breath, after all, the relative distance is much shorter.

Yi Qiu began to run on the stones, and then tried to open the door again.

The dispatch of qi is very easy, after all, it is the power of Yi Qiu's origin.

The opening of the door was broken as soon as he opened it, but after opening the door, the violent power surged in his body, Yi Qiu did not find the location of the closed door for a while, and suddenly the qi controlled by him lost its momentum and was swept away by the surging power.

"Hoo ......"

Yi Qiu stopped and closed the door.

Yi Qiu touched his bald head and recalled the experience of the failure just now.

Then I ran again and practiced opening and closing the door in seconds......

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Yuan Yinyin sat in front of the dresser in the rented room with her favorite Sabar custom cos suit next to her.

Yuan Yinyin rented a house in Orange City to place various costumes and props for COS.

Yuan Yinyin is a very frugal person, but she has always been generous when it comes to cos.

Because of her innate ability, she is always looking for those who are outside of the material world.

As a child, she had witnessed beings that were endlessly cold to look at, and she had witnessed their confusion, fear, and hysteria.

She had tried to make contact with them, but it was like a mirrored world.

Seeing is just seeing, it doesn't mean that she can see through the mirror to touch the things in the mirrored world.

And as time went on, she could barely see these existences.

This made her suspicious, as if the strange and magical memories of her childhood were just her imagination, just a vague hallucination of her sitting on a straw pile.

From the countryside to the city, there are so many things to lose and she is like an inconspicuous speck of dust in the colorful torrent.

Everyone is looking for a stage to show themselves and strive to become an irreplaceable character.

Yuan Yinyin is not surprised.

She rested her slightly heavy prop sword on her lap and slowly stroked the cold blade with her hand.

Although it is not sharpened, the craftsman patiently polishes it so that it does not have a single burr to the touch.

This is custom-made by cos Shizhongjian, and the price is not cheap.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Yuan Yinyin's eyes were complicated.

She thinks she should be strong and different, because she has been exposed to a world that only a few people know.

She longed to reach those, to prove that she was unique in this vast crowd.

But when it really came time to get into contact with that, she was terrified, and she fled.

Yuan Yinyin loves COS, because each character of COS is unique, different, and otherworldly.

But Yuan Yinyin also knows that Sabar is the only one, but she is not.

Yuan Yinyin doesn't want to be a cos's sabar, she wants to be a sabar like a sabar!

Yuan Yinyin took a deep breath, and then pressed the confirmation payment on her phone.

Pay for a ticket to the destination: Lishan County.