"Finally, sit cross-legged on the ground, absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and cultivate spiritual power until dawn tomorrow, and do not invoke spiritual power halfway."

"What?" Sawyer exclaimed in surprise and tossed for a long time, just to let him cultivate here? Can't invoke spiritual protection yet? This is the rhythm that is going to freeze him to death!

He suddenly felt like a docile and obedient monkey, being played around.

"Just do it." Oya snapped, his words without a trace of emotion.

Sawyer rose with a hint of anger, but as soon as he thought of the ghost hand, he forced the anger in his heart, perhaps, doing so, it really worked.

Subsequently, Oya also sat cross-legged on the ground, practicing.

On the top of the mountain, under the bright moon, two figures sat quietly cross-legged, their clothes constantly blown up by the wind, and their hair was blown messy.

Oya hadn't changed much, his messy hair couldn't be messed up anymore, Sawa wasn't like that, his short black hair fluttered in the wind, and a few strands of hair covered his eyes from time to time, and it was no longer formed.

As the night wore on, the temperature became colder and colder, but the cold wind did not sympathize with Sawyer, but raged even more frantically.

"Whew-"

The cool breeze was blowing, Sawyer was shivering from the cold, he tried hard to get into the state, but he was always hindered by the gusts of cold wind, and he couldn't enter the cultivation state for a long time.

On the other hand, Oya was as motionless as a mountain, breathing evenly, and his body did not tremble because of the raging cold wind, like a lone pine under a blizzard, unwavering.

At such a close distance, Sawa did not feel the fluctuation of spiritual power, which showed that Aoya did not use spiritual power to protect himself, which made Sawyer ignite a momentum after being unwilling.

If someone else can do it, then he can do it too, which made him gradually forget his previous resentment, and a wave of blood surged up all over his body, making his unconscious body feel a little better.

Shielding from external interference and paying full attention, this is the only thing Sawya can do, after being infected by Aoya's actual actions, after some patience with the cold, Sawa also successfully entered the state of cultivation.

At this time, Sawyer's perception of the outside world was very poor, and the negative impact of the biting cold wind on him was minimal, so he would not shiver from the cold now, and he looked as quiet as Aoya.

It's just that Sawyer didn't notice that on the surface of his body, a layer of water mist was slowly forming, and over time, that layer of water mist gradually condensed into a thin layer of ice.

The moonlight is very soft, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the two figures are like two statues, thunder cannot move, only the gentle snort and soothing heartbeat can show their vitality.

At some point, the moon in the sky had disappeared, and the yellow morning sun was slowly rising, and the cries of all kinds of birds and wild beasts resounded in the Rees Mountains, announcing the arrival of another beautiful day.

The temperature rose suddenly, and the thin ice on Sawyer's body turned into pure water, flowing to the ground along the streamlined texture of the trench coat.

Oya opened his eyes first, those eyes like the night sky, mixed with so many complex and mysterious things that it was impossible to perceive anything from his eyes.

He stood with his hands in his hands, and had a bird's-eye view of everything beneath the Rees Mountains, and the town of Ossi was included in his view, no matter how large and magnificent, from the top of the hill, it seemed to be no different from the others, except a little taller.

Immediately after, Sawyer also opened his eyes, his eyes were extremely clear, making it impossible to associate him with anything dark, and those deep eyes were unpredictable.

After cultivating all night, Sawa didn't feel anything unusual, except for the spiritual power in the spirit tripod was filled a little, there was no change at all, let alone lifting the ghost hand.

Sawyer shook off his black hair, which became wet and uncomfortable due to the moisture.

"Senior, how can you help me?" Sawyer walked towards Oya, who was looking into the distance, and his tone was soothing.

Now, Sawyer has no choice but to sincerely ask Oya to help him, if his attitude is too tough, the eccentric Oya will definitely ignore him, and when the time comes, he will have to return in vain and end up fending for himself.

"Am I not helping you?" Oya continued to look into the distance, slightly opened his lips, and asked rhetorically.

"Senior, don't joke with juniors, if there is anything rude about juniors, I hope you bring it up and I'll correct it." Sawyer frowned slightly, a little helpless.

He didn't know what trick Oya was playing with him, and he couldn't guess the thoughts of such worldly masters, and now, he could only do his best to improve Oya's favor for him.

Maybe before, there was something wrong with him that made Oya disgusted with him, although he didn't know what he did badly, but this kind of isolated master has always been not very stable, and his temper is also very strange.

He will inevitably have some details that are not done well, which may have attracted Oya's dissatisfaction, and then the latter used this to toss him.

"Do you think I'm joking with you?" Oya turned his head to look at Sawyer, his youthful face full of seriousness, his messy hair and messy stubble lining off the vicissitudes of life.

Sawyer looked at the serious face, and could see that Oya was not teasing him, he could only be silent, and then raised his eyes to look at Ossi, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Are you going to stand here all the time?" Oya finished speaking, and then jumped lightly and disappeared from Sawyer's field of vision, faintly hearing the sound of falling stones.

Sawa pondered for a while, but decided to follow Oya, even if Oya didn't help him remove the ghost hand, he had to harvest something here, and he couldn't return in vain.

There is no one here, so he doesn't have to hide it, he doesn't have to be discriminated against by others, and he won't be regarded as an outlier by others, so he can practice swordsmanship boldly and confidently, which is a good place to improve his strength.

As soon as he thought of this, Sawyer was no longer entangled, and carefully climbed down the mountain.

He is not as strong as Oya, Oya dares to jump directly, and with the help of a few stones in the middle, he can land unharmed, he is not so bold, and his strength does not allow him to do so.

Although he was not as fast as Oya, it only took him a short time to climb down the mountain.

When Sawyer came to the small house, he could hear a loud metal knock, and through the crack in the door, he could see flying sparks, presumably Aoya was forging weapons.

He didn't have time to take care of Oya now, because he had more important things to do now, and that was to practice combat skills.

Through the battle between him and Mardan, he has personally felt the powerful combat power provided by combat skills to Mardan, and if the spiritual power is the same, the basic moves cannot be compared with combat skills at all, and the gap between the two is like fireflies and bright moons.

At that time, if he had also practiced combat skills, then he would definitely be able to defeat Mardan, but unfortunately, he had just stepped into the fourth order, and before he could practice combat skills, he was targeted by Mardan.

The fourth order is the stage where you really begin to comprehend the combat skills, and if you learn the combat skills, your strength will definitely improve by a notch.

Sawyer couldn't help but be a little excited, because he was about to come into contact with the first combat skill in his life, and he learned all the information about this combat skill from the sea of knowledge, and the combat skill he was about to practice was called, Sword Slash!