Chapter 9 Why bother?

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In the dilapidated wooden house, the green smoke rose slightly, and the burning wood spiraled upwards with a little spark, swirling in the green smoke until it gradually disappeared.

Next to the wooden house, there are several huge beast bones inserted horizontally, flowing wisps of blood, if you look closely, you can find that this is not the bones of the ancient ape that fought with Qin Yang before.

It's just that the way it looks at this time really makes people sigh that the difference between life and death is so big......

The sun shrouded, and in the distance, under the waterfall of the river hundreds of meters away from the wooden house, the water mist was filled, and it was shrouded in mistβ€”

Wow!

Accompanied by the sound of water, I saw several large waterfalls that were dozens of thick and circumferential, like pure white cloths, swooping down from mid-air and smashing to the bottom of the shore.

The sound of the water roared, stirring up gusts of wind, spraying in all directions, transforming the debut water splash, dazzling people's eyes.

Under the waterfall, on a boulder, the body of a teenager is faintly exposed.

I saw that he was naked, his muscles were as sharp and angular as a knife, and with the impact of the water waves, under the illumination of the sun, he glowed with a slightly wheat-colored healthy luster, full of masculinity......

And under his feet, there were ten pieces of black iron strapped to him.

A light breeze blew, and the sound of breaking wind sounded, as if with some kind of trajectory......

Under the water curtain, Qin Yang was motionless like a wooden stake, the soles of his feet tightly clasped to the ground, allowing the water to hit him wantonly, splashing the water.

After a while, the air around him fluctuated slightly, and his closed eyes also opened.

"This beast core is fast to cultivate, but it is also consumed quickly. ”

Opening his eyes and glancing at the block-shaped spirit core in his hand that had lost all his spiritual power, Qin Yang smacked his lips, looking unsatisfied.

Throwing away the beast core that had lost the spirituality in his hand, the young man's lips raised a faint arc, and when he stepped on the boulder at the bottom of the water, his body suddenly leaped up, rushing towards the waterfall.

Changing his body style, Qin Yang's steps were oblique, and the heavy objects on his body seemed to not affect him, and his figure, with the change of the pace under his feet, gradually became illusory.

"Liuyunbu!

The figure moves, resembling a swimming dragon.

With a light sound, with a trembling air, Qin Yang jumped lightly, this Liuyun step was the sign that the cultivation of the Xiyun Body Method had reached the second layer.

As this sound fell, Qin Yang suddenly felt his body light, as if there was an inexplicable force to hold him up, and it was abruptly suspended in the air.

At the same time, his figure became erratic, unpredictable like dust.

Hearing the whirring wind in his ears, Qin Yang's toes lightly touched the void, and his half-naked body suddenly seemed to be floating leaves, floating around, suddenly in front and behind him, doing whatever he wanted, like a ghost.

The body swayed from side to side, Qin Yang was also gradually accustomed to this feeling, in mid-air, feeling the weight under his feet and his own fluttering figure, Qin Yang's face was groaning, and his dark eyes swept deeply.

"Ten pieces of Xuan Tie, it doesn't seem to have any effect on me, it seems that I have to continue to increase the difficulty of cultivation. ”

At this time, he made great progress, but according to the description of the spiritual decision, this speed and weight obviously reached the "weight" requirement.

The so-called breath of the cloud body method is as fast as a millimeter, and it is accurate at the extreme, and the body also needs to carry something weighing thousands of catties, just to be as fast as thunder when unloaded, and follow the shadow like the wind.

Qin Yang was just a beginner at this time.

"Now it's better to cultivate another set of spirit duels first, and try how powerful it is. ”

Sizzle......

Shaking his head and smiling, he didn't think much about it, on the river pool, Qin Yang's body fell, and then he put his foot on the river stone, and his whole person suddenly flew up again, and another set of spiritual decisions also condensed out.

Whoosh!

As if illusory, Qin Yang turned sideways slightly, the spiritual power between his fingers was infused, and with a finger, the sound of the wind immediately resounded, and several wind blades with invisible spiritual power suddenly appeared, piercing the sound of the wind in his ears, piercing the sound of tearing, and those wind blades were directly cut on the waterfall pool.

Bang bang bang!

The water surface was agitated, and it was split from it, and the wind blade that lasted for a few breaths directly cut the water splash into pieces, and the strong force made the water splash also splash up, sending out bursts of roaring, surging towards both sides of the river, and the momentum was amazing!

Seeing the next scene in front of him, Qin Yang couldn't help grinning, looking very satisfied with this.

"The power of this wind blade is indeed not small, but it is quite difficult to condense, and the consumption of spiritual energy is also very large, if it can be refined, it will be perfect. ”

Qin Yang sighed, the condensation of the wind blade is for him, the more condensation, the greater the power, but relatively speaking, the consumption is more, if when facing the enemy, he can't kill with one blow, then the danger is himself, only with more aura support, can he really exert the power of these spiritual decisions.

With his current cultivation, he could only condense four or five wind blades at most, and if there were more, Qin Yang felt that he might stop cooking in the next second.

And the solution to these problems is to condense the spirit pattern imprint, as for when, Qin Yang himself is not clear, it will come naturally, it will be done, and it cannot be forced.

Breathing out between his snorts, Qin Yang's figure flashed, and he jumped directly and smoothly onto the shore.

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In the next few days, in addition to fighting with spirit beasts, Qin Yang would come to the bottom of this waterfall every day, and cultivate his body with the help of the weight of the dark iron on his body and the pressure of the waterfall waterfall.

With the passage of time, I have to say that under such a cultivation situation, the results achieved by Qin Yang were indeed amazingly good.

According to the current development trend, Qin Yang was sure that he would definitely be able to break through to the late stage of the Qi Spirit Realm before he left the Yunluo Mountain Range.

Time is in a hurry!

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Boom!

In the dense forest, a pitch-black long-toothed porcupine rushed straight towards Qin Yang, its hard fangs several feet long were terrifying, accompanied by the sound of a chirping pig.

And its pair of fangs, reflecting a white luster, just by virtue of its sharpness, if it is hit, I am afraid that it will be either dead or injured.

"A first-level spirit beast, dare to be murderous?"

Tapping the ground with his toes, Qin Yang's figure swept a big tree, stepped on the tall trunk of the big tree with a sword step, Qin Yang jumped back, turned over to the back of the long-toothed porcupine, and shot out towards it in the blink of an eye.

"Can't you live well? Do you have to engage in sneak attacks?"

The figure was illusory, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he looked coldly at the porcupine in front of him, Qin Yang's figure roared, and the spiritual power in his body had already begun to move slowly along the veins.

Bang!

Wisps of spiritual power were wrapped around the fist, erupting from the palm of the palm, bringing ferocious power and blasting through the air.

As if with the power of a thousand catties, Qin Yang hammered down with a fist and hit the back of the porcupine directly, and the huge force shattered the back of the porcupine.

There was a crisp click, and the porcupine didn't have time to wail, and under the effect of inertia, it was directly crawled to the ground by Qin Yang's fist, and it was suddenly lifeless.

There is no such ferocity as the previous sneak attack.

"Why bother. ”

Looking at the porcupine corpse in front of him, Qin Yang shook his head again and again "sighing", looking regretful, but his movements were not slow, his hands rose and fell, without the slightest jerkiness, and the hard head of the porcupine was broken, and a scarlet spirit core appeared directly in his hand, but the spiritual light on it was even dimmer than the previous second-level spirit beast.

But it was better than nothing, and with a wave of Qin Yang's hand, the spirit core went directly into his storage bag.

Yawned, looked up and glanced at the body of the long-toothed porcupine in front of him, Qin Yang licked the corners of his mouth, it seems that today ...... It's time for a full meal again......

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