Xia Yang, who took the demon spirit fruit into his pocket, suddenly thought of the scene of catching fish in the first line of the sky, his accuracy was too poor at that time, so that the fat fish that was about to slip away, he suddenly thought that he might encounter a lot of enemies to attack him in the future, if his accuracy was too poor, the probability of being besieged would increase exponentially, it was better to take this opportunity to improve his ability in this regard. Xia Yang has always thought of it and does it without stopping. Xiao Hei was a matter of concern, and followed Xia Yang step by step.

Xia Yang walked to the bottom of the eagle's beak cliff, put the package he was carrying, and then came to the riverbed, and began to look for a pebble the size of a pigeon's egg to use as a tool for training. After a while, an empty skin bag was filled with dozens of stones, Xia Yang glanced at the stones in the skin bag and nodded with satisfaction, then got up to find the goal of cultivation. After a while, Xia Yang came to a few dwarf trees not far away, looking at the four dwarf trees that were less than a meter away and one foot thick, Xia Yang smiled with satisfaction and said secretly: "It's you!"

So Xia Yang turned around and walked backwards, and after about five or six zhang of distance, Xia Yang stopped and turned to face the dwarf tree in front of him. Taking out two stones from the leather bag in his hand, the smile on Xia Yang's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a serious face. After mobilizing a trace of spiritual energy from the spiritual sea into the palm of his hand, he surrounded the two stones, and then saw Xia Yang snort coldly, and his right hand and arm swung forward, only to see the two stones quickly attack towards two of the four dwarf trees at the speed of an arrow from the string.

In the blink of an eye, only two intermittent crisp sounds of 'click, click' sounded, and there was no joy on Xia Yang's face, because only one of the two stones hit the target, and the crunch sound from the other stone was made by hitting a hemlock farther away. Xia Yang was extremely dissatisfied with his accuracy, but fortunately, he was already aware of this, and now he began to exercise his accuracy.

Xia Yang regained his mood and took out two stones from his skin bag again, this time he was not in a hurry to throw the stones, but held his breath and quietly looked at the dwarf trees five or six zhang away from him, the breeze blew the tips of Xia Yang's hair, and he unconsciously played with the two stones in his hand, and the aura had already covered his whole body, only to see Xia Yang's eyes condensed, the stones in his hand disappeared again, and in less than two breaths, Xia Yang's ears came with two almost identical sounds. Click' crisp sound, Xia Yang smiled with satisfaction, only to see that the trunks of the two dwarf trees were inlaid with one and two stones respectively, and the two stones were left on the tree from the last time, and there was only less than a finger distance between the two stones, and the three stones were nearly an inch deep into the trunk, which showed how strong Xia Yang's strength was. Xia Yang didn't have a trace of joy, he knew that if he wanted to hit the target directly every time, he had to practice hard, besides, these were just two stones, and the goal Xia Yang set for himself was that the four stones in his hand were all right, and he was only satisfied if he hit the target one by one.

So, Xia Yang continued to practice the technique, until all the stones in the skin bag were used up Xia Yang did not end this time of cultivation, in which Xia Yang failed to hit the target three times, and all the remaining two stones were all dwarf trees, but Xia Yang was still quite satisfied with this result. Walking to the side of the dwarf tree, Xia Yang looked at the trunk full of stone holes, Xia Yang knew that these trees could no longer provide his own cultivation. So Xia Yang took down all the stones embedded in the low tree and began to look for the target of the next cultivation technique. The current Xia Yang is just a master of the two-stone technique, but Xia Yang is not familiar with the three-stone, four-stone, five-stone or even more techniques, and besides, the goal of Xia Yang's practice technique is all dead things, and he is not a living creature that can move at all. Therefore, Xia Yang's cultivation of cultivation techniques has only just begun.

When Xia Yang found the cultivation target again, nearly half an hour had passed, this time the cultivation target Xia Yang was looking for was no longer a dwarf tree, but came to a swamp forest, only to see that clusters of extremely dense reeds were growing on the swamp forest, Xia Yang looked intently, each reed was only the thickness of a finger, which was more suitable for Xia Yang's cultivation accuracy, and the reeds were swaying with the wind, which brought great difficulty to Xia Yang's cultivation. Therefore, when Xia Yang came to this reed, Xia Yang was very satisfied, if he could practice the technique here to the extent that there was no false hair, Xia Yang could really end the cultivation of the technique.

One disadvantage is that there are only more than fifty stones in Xia Yang's skin, and if he can't cultivate a few times, he will have to find stones suitable for cultivation, and Xia Yang can't think about it so much, so let's use up the stones in his hand first. So Xia Yang took a deep breath, looked at the reeds far away from Qizhang, only to see the reeds moving irregularly with the wind, Xia Yang did not shoot in time, but quietly observed the reeds, I don't know how long the time has passed, the speed of the reeds in Xia Yang's eyes swaying with the wind is getting slower and slower, as if it will be static at any time, Xia Yang has no surprise in his heart, he understands that this is because he has mastered the speed of the reeds to move the result.

His eyes condensed, and suddenly there were two more stones in his hands, and the aura instantly condensed the whole body, without any extra movements, Xia Yang casually pointed directly towards the two reeds, only to see two stones the size of pigeon eggs, in Xia Yang's eyes, at an extremely slow speed, they hit the two slowly swaying reeds, and the two stones hit the two reeds under Xia Yang's gaze, not only hit the target, but also the strength of the stones directly broke the reeds, and then the two stones continued to go towards the reeds, and in the blink of an eye, the stones disappeared in Xia Yang's eyes。 All this was extremely slow in Xia Yang's eyes, but in reality it was extremely fast.

Xia Yang showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, and said secretly in his heart: It turns out that as long as you calm down your heart, the things you usually see will have different performances, and Xia Yang has this strange feeling for the first time, so Xia Yang slowly closed his eyes, and the spiritual yuan power was released from his body, feeling the subtle changes in the surrounding environment, Xia Yang stretched out his right hand and led it to the skin, and three stones immediately appeared in Xia Yang's palm, Xia Yang did not open his eyes, and threw the three stones in his hand to the reeds, and the clusters of reeds in Xia Yang's mind were displayed, among which three reeds were extremely clear, and three stones suddenly appeared in Xia Yang's mind, striking directly at the three reeds.

'Snort' Three strange sounds came, Xia Yang knew the result without opening his eyes, the three reeds selected by Xia Yang were hit by the stones cast by Xia Yang, in fact, this result had already been displayed in Xia Yang's mind through the spiritual power. So Xia Yang already knew what the result would be if he didn't open his eyes. Xia Yang suddenly had a feeling in his heart that everything was under his control. Moreover, the cultivation of one's own technique in this situation can almost do anything to hit the target that he wants to choose.

Continuing to close his eyes, Xia Yang started working with his left and right hands, and in an instant, there were three more stones in his palms, and at the same time, six reeds far away from each other stood out in his mind, and the clenched hands instantly opened their five fingers, and the six stones rushed out of their palms at a very fast speed. Under Xia Yang's preoccupied spiritual yuan force, the six stones thrown by Xia Yang's hands accurately hit the six reeds selected. At this time, Xia Yang opened his eyes, looking at the broken reeds in front of him, Xia Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and his cultivation of techniques could be regarded as having some small successes. What Xia Yang has to do in one step is how to hit those creatures that have no regular movement.

And at this moment, Xia Yang suddenly heard a few crisp chirps in his ears, Xia Yang raised his head and saw only a few wild birds, which suddenly came out of the reeds, Xia Yang was stunned, and then thought that it should be when he was cultivating the technique, when the stone hit the reeds, it startled these wild birds, so there was this scene in front of him.

Xia Yang smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said secretly in his heart: "I really came to the pillow after sleeping, since there are so many wild birds that practice hands, of course I am very happy, and the time for my cultivation techniques is not short, just shoot down these few wild animals as food to fill my stomach." Thinking of this, Xia Yang no longer hesitated, and five stones appeared in his right hand, facing the wild fowl flying in the sky and about to fly over his head, thinking about flying behind him. Xia Yang did not make a move immediately, but quietly watched the law and speed of the bird's movement, and gradually the speed of the bird became extremely slow in Xia Yang's eyes, Xia Yang knew that the opportunity to make a move had arrived, and Xia Yang was about to attack the stone in his hand towards the wild fowl that was flying away from him.

The corners of Xia Yang's mouth have been faintly revealing a smile, and after making a move, Xia Yang is no longer looking at the sky, as if everything is under control. Sure enough, after a few breaths, Xia Yang heard several wails in the air, counting exactly five. Immediately, he heard the sound of heavy objects falling on the ground about five or six feet behind Xia Yang, and at this time, Xia Yang turned around and looked towards the source of the sound, and found that there were exactly five wild ducks all covered by gray feathers lying on the ground scattered. The blood all came out of the wound in the same position, and it turned out that the place where Xia Yang concentrated the wild ducks was almost identical, all at the root of the neck, which had to be said that Xia Yang's cultivation of precision was not in vain. Not to mention the perfection, but it can be regarded as quite skilled.

Xia Yang picked up the wild duck on the ground, shouted to Xiao Hei, who had been following him, and said, "Xiao Hei, let's go!

Xiao Hei roared a few times, and followed Xia Yang in the direction of the eagle's beak cliff with great excitement.