In the next period of time, Mu Yang continued to test his speed and explosiveness, and the data he got surprised him very much, although he was not very proficient in the control of this body, but this kind of physical quality has far exceeded his previous life, and this result has made him very satisfied.

"All in all, the quality of this body is really frighteningly high." Mu Yang thought happily.

"Huh?" Suddenly, his brow furrowed, and a sharp stinging pain began to spread, and his brain seemed to turn into a crumbling pulp.

After that, as if in a whirlpool, the memories of the two worlds were mixed in his brain, and the fragmented images converged into different fragments and flashed in his consciousness.

This is the memory of this body.

"Muyang, Tianxinliu...... Daqingshan. ”

Tianxinliu is located on the edge of the Daqingshan Mountains, and further inside are the majestic mountains that stretch for hundreds of kilometers, including some very dangerous wildlife.

After taking a moment to sort out his thoughts, Mu Yang gradually calmed down.

There is no doubt that he has indeed crossed over, but whether it is a soul piercing or reincarnation, he has not yet figured it out, in short, most of the memories of this body have been received by him, but these memories are usually buried deep and messy, and he needs to further explore.

Just like blurting out before calling Mejía "baby", it is a subconscious conditioned reflex.

After wandering around the courtyard for a few more moments, Muyang returned to the house, and then rummaged through the cabinets, trying to find something that would trigger his memory.

But unfortunately, the room was very simple, and Muyang didn't find anything useful.

But when he opened the drawer, he found a mirror, and from the workmanship of this mirror, he judged that he did not live in ancient times, at least.

It's not good that it's ancient, for him who is used to modern life, he can't accept the inconvenience of ancient times.

Making an expression at the mirror, Mu Yang grinned.

Mu Yang's appearance appeared in the mirror, with black hair and eyes, upright and clear facial features, but his face was thin and his spirit was slightly sluggish, which was due to the initial recovery from a serious illness, but this did not affect his handsome appearance.

"Pretty handsome."

Mu Yang couldn't help but nod in the mirror, he was very satisfied with his current situation.

The kung fu is good, he looks handsome, he is still a big disciple of a school, to say that the status is also there, with such conditions, Mu Yang feels that this wave is stable, and it can be regarded as a good starting point, even if it is not the treatment of the protagonist, as long as it does not encounter a tragedy, or "set into the villain mode" to die and the protagonist is the enemy, there is no problem in eating and waiting for death.

But how can Mu Yang's ambition only be so little, as a traverser, how can he be sorry for his identity if he doesn't do something, isn't it? But this will have to wait until he has figured out the pattern of the world, and that's when he can show his ambitions.

"Senior Brother......

Just when Muyang was fantasizing about a better life in the future, a long and crisp cry of a yellow bird came from far and near. Mu Yang heard the sound and walked to the courtyard, and sure enough, after a while, Mexia's small figure appeared in front of him again, and there was a burly man next to her.

The man had a long beard on his face, messy hair, and very simple clothes on his body, but he exuded a compelling momentum all over his body, especially the piercing eyes, which made people dare not look directly like a falcon.

The moment he saw the person in front of him, Mu Yang's mind immediately recalled the identity of the other party.

He is the head of the "Tianxinliu" martial arts school, and Mechia's father, Aisafu, is also the teacher of Muyang's current body.

"Teacher!" Mu Yang bent down slightly and greeted sincerely.

Aisafu nodded towards Mu Yang and asked with concern, "How is it?" You've just woken up, is there anything else in your body that's uncomfortable? ”

Mu Yang shook his head.

Seeing this, Ai Safu pressed different positions on Mu Yang's body with his hands, and after confirming that there was no major problem, he advised: "There is no major problem in the body, but I was overdrawn badly before, remember to recuperate well, and remember not to work so hard when practicing martial arts in the future." Our 'Tianxin Flow' pays attention to the solid peiyuan, and the body is the foundation to nourish the vitality in the body. ”

“…… If you cultivate so indiscriminately, it will only run counter to the main purpose, and this time you were lucky and only caused a physical loss, and next time you will not have such good luck. ”

Of course, Mu Yang couldn't remember the meaning of "Tianxin Flow", but he couldn't show it in front of Ai Shafu, so he had to nod his head busily.

"In the future, I will let Mexia supervise your cultivation, there are not many people in our school, and it depends on you to pass it on, as a senior brother, you have to lead by example."

"Disciple knows." Mu Yang could only nod again and obediently trained, while Mejia laughed stupidly on the side.

After seeing him, Isafer told him to recuperate, and then left, Tianxinliu was supported by Isafer, and he had a few other disciples who needed guidance, so there was no time to delay here.

After Isafer left, Mu Yang breathed a sigh of relief, although Isafer was only standing there just now, but the strong sense of oppression still made him feel panicked.

This is probably the aura of a warrior.

Raising his eyebrows, Mu Yang bit his lip and glanced back at Mejia who was smirking all the time with her mouth crooked.

"Baby, you seem to be happy?"

"Where, I'm not smiling, senior brother, you must have seen the flowers." Mehiaden put away her smile and said solemnly.

Mu Yang glanced at her a few times and didn't say anything, which immediately made Mexia a little discouraged.

"Okay, I'll just laugh for a while......"

Mu Yang snorted twice, and no longer looked for Mejia's fault.

……

In the next ten days, Mu Yang slowly adjusted his body under Mejia's care, and finally when he raised his body, he also relearned the cultivation method of "Tianxin Flow" from Mejia.

Due to the scattered memories in his brain, Mu Yang, who was "on the road again", quickly mastered the method of Tianxin Flow.

So far, Mu Yang and Mejía have cultivated very basic things, according to Ai Safu, the early cultivation of "Tianxin Flow" is all laying the foundation, and the physical body is honed, and only later can they be exposed to more advanced content, in short, it is a method that is difficult first and then easy.

Thanks to the foundation originally laid by the body, it didn't take much effort after Mu Yang took over, and he quickly integrated what he had learned before.

A month later, Mu Yang, who was completely familiar with his physical condition, began his normal cultivation.

As a martial arts school, all the disciples of Tianxinliu live a semi-secluded life, and the territory where they are located is located in the great green mountains, far away from the hustle and bustle of the mortal world.

And behind that great green mountain is leaning on the primeval mountain range that stretches for hundreds of miles, the primordial mountain range has no specific name, but there are countless dangerous creatures hidden in it. The edge can be used as a place of training, but without the guidance of a teacher, the disciples of Tianxinliu are ordered not to go deep into the depths of the primordial mountain range.

One day, the sun was shining and the wind was beautiful.

In the small courtyard.

Mu Yang sweated like rain of boxing, kept practicing the basic movements, punching and closing the punches, raising his legs and kicking horizontally, and adjusting the force of the body muscles in the continuous movements. Every time he cultivated, he felt a sense of rebirth, and the progress that was visible to the naked eye made Mu Yang happy.

Drops of sweat dripped from the bridge of the nose, and countless cyclones suddenly triggered between the body whirls, which rubbed against the air currents, and Huo Ran sounded the sound of "Peng", "Peng" and "Peng".

Mu Yang's body moved extremely fast, he turned his body quickly, and there were suddenly a few more blurred afterimages in the air, just like the speed that Mejia showed that day, but compared to Mejia, Mu Yang's speed seemed to be a little faster.

After a long time, Mu Yang calmed down the air flow and stood in place to adjust the breath in his body.

The early cultivation of Tianxin Flow gave him a feeling as if he was cultivating martial arts secrets, and he was obsessed with it, and a warm air flow gradually formed in his body.

This airflow is said to be the vitality cultivated by Tianxinliu martial arts, which has the effect of nourishing the body and breaking the potential, Mu Yang doesn't know how much of it is true, but judging from the current performance, it is obvious that Tianxinliu martial arts are indeed very unique. If he crosses over to the martial arts world instead, with his current strength, he is no worse than the martial artists of the innate realm.

This is only the result of more than a month of practice, and he will definitely be even more powerful in the future.

Involuntarily, a glimmer of essence flashed in Mu Yang's eyes, and his eyes became more resolute. He felt like he was going to fly, グッ! (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧！