Chapter 43: Cultivation in the Mountains
"Master, you have to take it, this move is called Wind Fist, as soon as the fist wind comes out, it is furious on all sides, and it is extremely powerful!" Ye Yu threw a punch, and the air around him seemed to be squeezed out, and the target was Mao Qing, who was standing opposite him.
Seeing that a punch was about to hit Mao Qing's body, but he didn't seem to make any movement, just stood in place, motionless, as if he was in a fixed position, and his eyes were closed, which made Ye Yu have a great sense of doubt in his heart, and he didn't know whether to start.
Just as he hesitated, within the small range where Mao Qing was, the aura of heaven and earth suddenly contracted, and all of them were injected into his body, only to see Mao Qing dodge Ye Yu's punch with one side.
Although the strength of Ye Yu's punch is not enough, it is also a heaven-level exercise, if it were an ordinary person, he would have been sucked into the center of the fist by the squeezed air, and Mao Qing did not seem to be affected in the slightest, and the moment he turned sideways, Ye Yu clearly felt that something was pressing towards him.
"Bang-" Ye Yu's whole person was in a punching posture, and he was directly knocked out from the side.
But he is also a mid-innate cultivator now, and he stabilized his body as soon as he turned over, and then remembered how Mao Qing made a move just now, but it was really too fast, and it was difficult to see its trajectory with his current immortal-level spiritual sense.
Could it be that Mao Qing's cultivation has broken through to the heavenly immortals? Impossible, if there are immortals in the world, they will definitely be squeezed and suppressed by the laws of the entire world, unless they don't use any force, they will break through the sky and soar as soon as they make a move.
"Ye Yu, have you seen how the teacher made a move just now?" Mao Qing also happened to ask this question.
"Returning to the master, the disciple is stupid, he only knows that the master's move has produced a strong air current, and he has not seen it clearly." Ye Yu said.
"Then do it again!" said that Mao Qing had already made a move, and this time he moved first.
"So fast!" Ye Yu couldn't see the trajectory of Mao Qing's movement at all, but he wouldn't sit still, and he also began to move at high speed, leaving behind the afterimage of the Dao.
But his current speed in front of Mao Qing is like the difference between an adult running and a child crawling, in an instant, Ye Yu was hit by Mao Qing again, if it wasn't for the other party to keep his hand, Ye Yu believed that he was now a corpse on the ground.
After several confrontations, Ye Yu was already sweating profusely, while Mao Qing was light and light, and his face did not change at all.
Then Ye Yu gave up the struggle and said, "The disciple lost!" ”
Ye Yu's current state of mind is completely different from his previous life, if he is facing a strong enemy now, then he must fight to the end no matter what, but after all, he is his mentor, and there is not much need to keep entangled, after all, the current cultivation of the two must be quite different, of course, this is just Ye Yu's inference, and he can't see Mao Qing's cultivation clearly.
"Ye Yu, where do you think you just lost?" Mao Qing still maintained her previous posture unchanged.
Ye Yu thought for a moment and replied: "Lose in ...... Lose in cultivation and comprehension of martial arts. ”
"Yes, but it's not right." Mao Qing followed the temptation and said: "You and I have the first confrontation, I let you do your best, you have reservations This is a good thing, seeing that I have not moved a penny, I became suspicious, this is also a good thing, but you did not have any resistance at the moment of my counterattack, this is the mistake." ”
After Mao Qing's nudge, Ye Yu seemed to gradually awaken some memories of the battle, and in his previous life, when he faced the siege of the Eight Great Mahayana powerhouses in the lower realm, he also awakened a battle realm, and this realm came from Mao Qing's guidance.
In the next few days, Mao Qing continued to practice with Ye Yu, and Ye Yu gradually gained a trace of enlightenment, and he was getting closer and closer to Mao Qing in terms of speed.
At this moment, he realized that his master did not use any aura to fight against him at all, and he only relied on a realm. And none of the attacks contained any trace of aura, they were purely physical attacks.
This made Ye Yu's heart quite shocked, he didn't expect that relying solely on his understanding of martial arts could reach this level, he had every reason to believe that even in the face of a few monks who had already survived the Thirty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, Mao Qing had the absolute upper hand in the battle, and there was no suspense in the result.
As the sun sets, the afterglow sets, and the two figures collide and separate in the open space by the sea, one will fight, the other will slam, and it seems that they have made hundreds of moves in an instant.
At this time, Ye Yu was already tired and out of breath, and Mao Qing's breath had also changed slightly, and it was a little heavier than before.
He was also quite surprised by Ye Yu's comprehension speed, the two had only practiced for less than four days, Ye Yu had already comprehended the realm of martial arts to an incredible realm, Mao Qing's current achievements were something he had cultivated for hundreds of years in this small world, and Ye Yu had already achieved this effect in just a few days.
Coupled with the cause and effect he calculated when Ye Yu arrived, he did have a huge karma with this young man, and Mao Qing couldn't help but doubt his identity.
In the past and present life, this statement is not untrue in the cultivation world, but that is only a theoretical thing, Mao Qing knows that some evil arts can borrow corpses to restore souls, but if you want to reverse the entire time and space, this kind of thing should not exist.
Looking at Ye Yu lying on the ground in the distance, Mao Qing's heart was greatly shaken, he couldn't see the slightest abnormality in this young man, but the comprehension of martial arts even a genius among geniuses could not be as fast as him, so there was only one explanation, he had cultivated, whether it was intentional or unintentional.
Ye Yu was lying on the ground, and his understanding of martial arts in his memory was getting clearer and clearer, but he knew that this was just the beginning, his master had cultivated to an extremely high level in his previous life and had not been able to escape the sneak attack and assassination.
The night was silent, and Ye Yu was immersed in cultivation again. These days, he has been practicing with Mao Qing during the day, and at night he is cultivating with the help of the aura in this small world, eating some fruits and medicines full of aura every day, and Ye Yu's cultivation also has a faint tendency to break through.
Early the next morning, the aura around Ye Yu's body shook suddenly, and the whole person stood up from the ground with a "swoop", and his momentum was rising steadily, and he actually broke through directly to the realm of the late congenital stage, and now as long as he reaches the Great Perfection and survives the Thirty-Nine Little Thunder Tribulation, he can step into the monk stage. Ye Yu's heart couldn't suppress his joy, and he was about to tell Mao Qing as soon as he jumped.