Three days! Three days and three nights!

The boy soaked in the water tank for three days and three nights!

It is said that the young man's skin should be slightly swollen, but after three days, there is no swelling on the young man's body, not to mention the wound marks that he was bitten and scratched by the wild wolf before.

"Ahh

The boy's face was flushed, apparently struggling to endure the pain.

Judging from the violent meridians on his body, there seemed to be thousands of troops galloping in the young man's body, and he couldn't stand this energy churning, the young man clenched his teeth tightly, and unwillingly let out a roar from his throat.

The handsome-looking middle-aged man hurriedly turned his fist into a palm and flipped towards the water tank, and in an instant, the young man was swept up by a light purple airflow.

It's so dangerous!

This stinky boy is really greedy, he has been three days and three nights and still wants to absorb the spiritual power in it, if he hadn't made a timely move, I'm afraid this stinky boy would have been supported by the surging spiritual power.

The young man was awakened by the huge impact, and opened his eyes suddenly, but he didn't see the handsome middle-aged man, who got up from the ground, and the young man looked around, sure enough, he was still in the hut, what about Uncle Lang?

"Goo-goo-goo-goo······" Putting on his clothes, the hunger pangs from his abdomen forced the boy to look for food in the hut.

But as far as the eye could see, there was no food, and the boy decided to go out for a walk.

As soon as he took a step, the silver wolf with a leisurely step appeared in front of the young man, and the young man suddenly covered his eyes, and a ray of moonlight shining in from outside the door made him open his eyes a little.

"Uncle Lang?" After a pause, the young man removed his right hand, looked at the silver wolf, and asked cautiously.

"Eat!" the silver wolf still cherished the words like gold, and after finishing speaking, he left a tall back for the young man.

The colorful wild fruits were piled up in a rocky mountain in front of the thatched house, and the young man picked up two of them casually, one by one, and in the blink of an eye, a pile of wild fruits was only the core left, and he didn't know how long he spent in the water tank, and now his stomach was still a little hungry.

"Follow me!" Fleeing away, the silver wolf under the moonlit night was still so heroic.

The boy followed the silver wolf through the waterhole and came to the dark cave of the previous day.

"Get in!" said the silver wolf crisply.

"Master, if I can make it, can you tell you the secret?" the young man looked up at the silver wolf with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"I can come out and talk about it!" said the silver wolf, standing on a high stone rock.

Hearing Uncle Lang's answer that he was not answering, the young man smiled, picked up a fallen treetop on the ground, and bent down into the stone cave.

The blue light shone in the dark stone cave, and the sound of rapid breathing reminded the young man of the embarrassment of the previous days, and clenched the treetop in his hand, and the young man secretly shouted: "! Little dog day, the little master is back to take revenge!"

As if agreed, when the boy jumped to the ground, the wolves in the night flew in one after another.

"Uncle Lang said that I have a high-level physique, but I can't use it, this time I can't just rely on brute force to compete with these beasts!" the young man thought carefully as he dodged the attack of the wolves.

This was impossible in the first few days, but after three days of soaking in the potion, the boy's five senses and touch senses increased significantly, and the boy himself didn't know that he could see through the attack route of the wolves and judge the location in advance.

After a fight, there was no trace of scratching and biting on the young man's body, but the treetop in his hand was much shorter, perhaps it was the young man's completely different changes that made the wolves a little confused, and the hungry wolves drooling stopped and looked at each other coldly.

"Yang Yi, you are now a Contra fighter with blue soul power, calm down and think about how to fight!" The young man stopped and stood and stared coldly at the wolves.

Throwing away the stump in his hand, the young man's hands were folded together, and a faint air flow swirled from his fingers to the palms of his hands.

"It's soul power!" the young man exclaimed, and there was a hint of tears in his eyes.

The act of discarding the only weapon in his hand fell into the eyes of the wolves, as if mocking their incompetence, and the wolves glared angrily and flew up, their hideous fangs attacking the boy.

"Bang ······" With a sound on the ground, a hungry wolf fell to the ground, and lay on the ground without a sound with two whines.

I saw the young man standing on his side, one leaned over, dodged the attack of the wolves, turned his right hand into a fist, and everywhere the fist wind reached, the wolves all fell to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, the body of a hungry wolf was everywhere.

The boy stared at his right fist, a little incredulous, I was so powerful? Is this really my fist?

"By the way, Uncle Lang is still waiting for me outside!" The young man remembered the silver wolf who was still waiting outside the stone cave, and quickly bent down and got out of the stone cave.

Sure enough, the arrogant silver wolf stood straight on a rock.

"Uncle Lang, I'm out!" The young man's eyes were filled with a little expectation, and from the bottom of his heart, he longed to be recognized by this arrogant wolf king.

"Hmm!" the silver wolf snorted, a flash of approval in his eyes.

Following behind the silver wolf, the boy began to gossip again:

"Uncle Lang, didn't we say okay? you have to tell me the secret!"

"Uncle Lang, why don't you speak!"

"Hey, Uncle Lang, isn't your body the handsome uncle?"

"Uncle Lang, if you don't speak, I won't leave!"

"Uncle Lang, please, tell me!"

The young man's noisy words came from his ears, and the silver wolf suddenly turned his head, stared at the young man fiercely, and scolded: "Shut up!"

The boy quickly covered his mouth with his hands and stopped talking, but after a while, he began to gossip again.

"Stop, stop!" Overwhelmed, the silver wolf found a place to squat on a rock, shook his head, and said. "What the hell do you want to know!"

With joy on his face, the young man ran to the edge of the rock and said, "Uncle Lang, tell me first, is that handsome uncle you?"

"Hmm!" the silver wolf nodded weakly, obviously admitting!

"Oh yes, I really guessed it!" the boy waved his right hand excitedly, and now he could feel the surge of power in this hand.

"Uncle Lang, do you know spells, how can you become a human for a while and a wolf for a while?"

"Can I not answer?" the silver wolf was a little helpless.

The boy shook his head, it seemed that if the silver wolf didn't say anything, he would be annoyed every day.

"I've been sealed, and I'll be transformed into a wolf at dusk!

"What about Sister Fairy?"

"She was sealed and trapped in a stone sculpture, and at night her soul would come out, and by day she would be reduced to a stone sculpture and unable to speak. The one you saw that day was a remnant of her soul, and her body was imprisoned in the Outer Realm. ”

"What is the land outside the square, where is it? We're going to hurry up and go to the fairy sister!"

The young man's tone was a little urgent, and he longed to put on his wings and go to the abominable place.

The silver wolf glanced at the young man with satisfaction, and said regretfully, "The land outside the square is the land outside the square, tens of thousands of miles away from here, and with you and me now, we can't save her!"

"Uncle Lang, are you a couple?" the young man asked the last question in his heart.

The silver wolf didn't answer, it raised its head and stared at the starry sky in the distance, in this dark night, is the night sky on your side as clear as mine.

The young man seemed to feel the loneliness on the silver wolf's body, and he had the heart to divert the topic and said, "Uncle Lang, do you know what the seal on my body is?"

Shaking his head, the silver wolf said: "I can't see through this seal on your body, the strength of the person who sealed your heavenly soul is above me." ”

"Uncle Lang, which realm are you?' Soul Sect?" the young man asked curiously.

The silver wolf shook his head, in denial.

"Is that the Soul King?" the boy continued to probe himself.

The silver wolf still shook his head and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this, you are a blue physique, in terms of the potential of soul power, you can only be regarded as middle and upper, look at your soul power condensation technique, it should be passed down by the family." ”

"Hmm", the young man nodded and replied, "My father taught him, he is the fourth elder of our Yangjiabao, he is the Great Soul Master!"

The young man said, and the pride on his face could not be hidden.

"Great Soul Master······?" How the wolf laughed, the boy didn't know before, but now he really sees it, and it turns out that his eyes will squint.

"Look at what!" The silver wolf instantly regained his former coldness and continued, "Your name is Yang Yi?"

"Hmm!" replied the young man.

"Yang Yi, your fairy sister entrusted you to me, but I can't leave this cliff mountain, count it, you have fallen off the cliff for four days, and your relatives at home must be anxious.

"You and I are destined, tomorrow I will pass you a technique, and I will send you out of the mountain after you master it, and besides, you don't have to call me master, how about it?" The silver wolf turned to face the young man and talked eloquently.

"Okay, master!" the young man agreed.

"Don't call me master!" the silver wolf reprimanded after a moment's speechlessness.

"Yes, master!" replied the boy mechanically.

"Forget it, whatever you want!" the silver wolf didn't want to waste time.

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Back at the hut, the boy curled up in a ball and leaned against the thatched grass and gradually fell into a dream.

The snow-feathered silver wolf squatted on the stone rock not far away, as if thinking.

"What kind of exercises are passed on to him? Xuantian Gong? No, this kid's Heavenly Soul is still sealed, and what he lacks at present is basic skills, but if I pass on his soul skills that everyone in the Star Continent will know in the future, I'm afraid he will laugh at me." ”

"His qualifications are not bad, forget it, I'll pass on his three skills, but that also requires huge soul power support, forget it, it's okay to practice martial arts for the time being." ”

"Why don't you pass on a technique to him? But even I have only practiced to the fifth layer, and he only has a blue physique, how can he practice to the ninth layer? But if he can practice, then the land outside the square can really go to get it, gamble?"

The silver wolf lowered its head, as if decided, and flew up from the stone rock full of silver light, gradually disappearing into the night.

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"It's the fourth day!" Under the full moon, a middle-aged man in a green shirt sat on the top of Fox Mountain, chanting words in his mouth.

This fox mountain is thousands of feet high, and idlers dare not look down easily, but in the past few days, the middle-aged man has relied on his soul power to jump between the cliffs by relying on a few trees that grow on the edge of the cliff, and only after three or five years of going back and forth will he go up.

"The revenge of the lord's family has not been avenged, and the life and death of the young master are uncertain, if I miss for a while and fall to pieces, who will avenge the lord's father?"

"If the heavens have eyes, they will definitely ensure Yi'er's safe return!"

The middle-aged man would continue to look out between the cliffs by the branches of the trees during the day, and at night he would sit on the top of the cliff and wait quietly.

For a long time, the people of Yangjiabao have treated their Yi'er quite unkindly, and Shangyuan Festival took advantage of his own outing and did not return, not to mention the black pot for Yi'er, and he had to drive him out of the house, Yangjiabao has really changed······

The next day, the first rays of sunlight were obliquely reflected on the huge stone rock outside the thatched hut, and Yang Yi, a young man who was refracted by the light, opened his eyes and gradually woke up.

"Uncle Lang!" the young man subconsciously shouted.

Sure enough, a middle-aged man dressed in plain clothes answered the door, "Come here!"

Stretching his waist, the boy got up from the ground and followed the middle-aged man's footsteps to the outside of the hut.

"Boy, today I will pass on a set of exercises to you, this method is called 'Refining Star Decision', there are nine layers in total, and when you enter the realm of the soul master, you can officially cultivate. The middle-aged man said solemnly.

The young man scratched his head in confusion and asked, "Master, why do you want to be in the realm of a soul master to formally cultivate?"

"Because only when you reach the realm of a soul master can you condense your soul power into a weapon, and with your current mastery of soul power skills, it is impossible to cultivate. ”

The middle-aged man patiently explained.

"Master, can I be considered a Contra now?" the young man asked cautiously but expectantly.

The middle-aged man nodded his head first, then seemed to think of something again, shook his head, and replied: "Count, it doesn't count, in terms of soul power, you have the ability of a five-star soul fighter, but judging from the control of soul power, you are still just a rookie." ”

"Master, can you teach me then?"

"Yes, but if you really want to get systematic learning, you still have to go to the beginner academy for further study. ”

"Master, can't you teach me?"

"Stinky boy, I don't have that much time, and I don't teach those basics well. ”

The middle-aged man coughed lightly, changed his words, and said, "Stinky boy, what do you understand about soul power?"

When the young man heard this, he replied: "People have three souls and seven souls, the three souls are divided into heavenly souls, earth souls and earth souls, and the soul power is condensed by the essence and spirit in our body.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Wrong!"

"The higher the qualification, the more powerful he can only say, and he can hold more soul power, but the more condensed soul power does not mean that he can display it in actual combat. ”

"Secondly, soul power is not only used for attack, but also for one's own defense, the role of soul power is more important than that of treasure armor. ”

"In the end, soul power is formed by the condensation of the essence and spirit in the human body, and after it reaches a certain realm, it can intersect with the aura of the outside world, which is simply an external force. ”

"You can understand it this way, your own soul power is like a human hand, and the spiritual power of the outside world is like a blade, and when you reach a certain realm, your hand can hold the blade. ”

"Got it?" for fear that the teenager wouldn't understand, the middle-aged man made a simple analogy.

The young man bowed his head and replied, "Understood, master, what realm are you in now? Can you hold the blade?"

The middle-aged man was silent, and waited for a moment before he spoke: "You don't need to know my realm now!"

Glancing at the young man, the middle-aged man said thoughtfully, "Do you know the difference between a bird and an ant?"

"One in the sky and one on the earth?" guessed the boy.

Shaking his head, the middle-aged man looked into the distance with a deep gaze, and said for a while: "Actually, it's all the same." ”

"They all live under the sky, but they don't know how high the sky is, and one can't fly out of that sky even if they are desperate. Go for it, stinky boy!"

The middle-aged man stopped talking, paused for a moment and continued: "A person's soul power is limited, but the potential in the body is unlimited, your soul power type is blue, to a certain extent, it is much better than most cultivators in the Southern Regions, but in the other four domains, it is not outstanding. ”

"Now, you sit cross-legged, fold your hands, and watch my movements. ”

The man sat cross-legged as he spoke, clasped his hands together, and formed a strange knot on his chest, and in an instant, a light purple light emanated from his fingers.

The boy followed the man's movements, and also made a mark, but nothing happened.

"Strictly keep your heart!" the man's voice penetrated the young man's ears, and the young man quickly closed his eyes and emptied his heart, his mind was blank.

"When you see the stars, you can light the lamp in the dark room, if you can see what you can't see, you can't see what you can't see, you can create and generate the reason, and you can know the ······ from the subtle level."

The young man's mind suddenly flooded into words and patterns that shone like stars, and following these words and patterns, the young man felt that there was an energy in his meridians running around his body in an orderly manner.

Before I knew it, four or five hours had passed, and the sky was gradually beginning to darken.

The boy opened his eyes and shouted, "Get up!"

In an instant, a dazzling light emanated from the young man's right hand, and finally, he understood the trick of using his soul power.

"Bang bang!" a tree the size of an arm snapped with the wind in the boy's palm.

"Master, I did it!" the boy jumped excitedly, and he was more happy than the performance in the stone cave, because he had really found the key to unlock his soul power.

"Not bad!" the man rarely gave a compliment, but secretly said in his heart: "Sure enough, the effect of the seal still exists."

According to his estimates, with so many rare and exotic herbs, as well as his own unique soul power nourishment, it is said that he can enter the realm of soul master in one step, but now this young man can only show the fighting spirit of a five-star soul fighter.

"Attack me!" the middle-aged man said slowly, with a hint of anticipation in his tone.

"Good!" the young man replied, clenched his fist, and struck at the middle-aged man's waist and abdomen.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the boy collapsed to the ground, exhaling heavily, "It's not fair! Master, you always hide!"

"Your speed is too slow, your fighting skills are too lacking, you get up, I won't dodge this time. The middle-aged man said.

The young man got up slowly, shouted, "Okay!", and without waiting for the middle-aged man to respond, he rushed to the man's back with an arrow step, picked up his bruised fist and slammed it on.

Unlike the imaginary picture, the middle-aged man's back did not change in the slightest, like a wall of air separating the boy from him. The boy did not believe in evil, and struck a few more punches, but there was still no movement.

"The fist is too soft, you have basically mastered the power of soul power, but you lack a momentum, an indomitable momentum, and your martial arts are too weak, you don't have to sleep tonight!

The young Yang Yi watched Uncle Lang in a plain robe transform from the body of a handsome humanoid uncle into a giant silver wolf with snowy feathers across the air wall, and Yang Yi, who saw such a picture for the first time, was stunned, "This, this is true!"

First, the tall body was bent in an instant, and then the handsome face gradually changed into a hideous beast face, and the long black hair turned white and elongated in the setting sun to cover the whole body.

"It's amazing!" the boy was dumbfounded, and couldn't help but speak.

The silver wolf's face was painful, every transformation in the setting sun made his bones compress wildly, and the regurgitated breath in his veins made him unbearable.

"Turn your head!" roared the silver wolf, baring its teeth.

The young man clearly saw that the silver wolf's majestic limbs were trembling, his face was extremely hideous, and he was obviously enduring pain, and he couldn't bear it, so he took half a step, but stopped and turned around silently.

How can such a proud person let others see his downfall.

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