It was already getting dark, Xia Yang walked towards the deep pool, and Xiao Hei kept following Xia Yang. The temperature in the deep pool is much cooler than in other places, so Xia Yang has long put food here for several days, and the province has to go out to find food every day.

It was getting late, beside the bonfire, Xia Yang slowly flipped the barbecue on the grill, and came to the Red Leaf Forest for more than half a month, Xia Yang's barbecue skills can be said to be extremely proficient, after Xia Yang and Mr. Wu have eaten, no matter how much is left, it will be swallowed up by the little black wind. It didn't take long for the smell of meat to spread to the bottom of the entire Eagle's Beak Cliff, Xia Yang added the condiments brought from the Xia family one by one, and soon a more fragrant smell came, causing Xiao Hei next to him to swallow his saliva constantly, Xia Yang glanced at his eyes, and didn't pay attention to Xiao Hei next to him at all. Soon, the food was already roasted, and after taking the barbecue on the fire rack, Xia Yang took the best piece and walked to the side.

At this time, Mr. Wu sat cross-legged on a boulder, his eyes closed and exhaled very slowly, Xia Yang walked to the boulder and said respectfully: "Master, eat something!"

Mr. Wu said, "Put it aside!"

Xia Yang nodded, put the barbecue away, and then retreated back to the campfire. At this moment, Xiao Hei had already stared at Xia Yang with wide eyes, Xia Yang scolded and said: "Just know how to eat, look at the fat on your body, your whole body is about to become a meat ball!"

Xiao Hei lowered his head and lowered his ears at the same time and roared a few times, looking extremely aggrieved, with the injured appearance and the aggrieved roar, no one could bear to continue. Xia Yang was stunned by Xiao Hei's appearance, then looked at Xiao Hei with a smile, took off the meat that had been tested on the shelf and ate it with Xiao Hei.

In less than two quarters of an hour, most of the meat roasted by Xia Yang was devoured by Xiao Hei. looked at Xiao Hei Xia Yang and said, "Xiao Hei, your injuries have not recovered yet, rest early." ”

Little Black dotted his huge head, roared, and then lay to the side. Xiao Hei knew in his heart that only after he recovered from his injuries as soon as possible and solved the cold poison in his body could he help Xia Yang.

Xia Yang watched Xiao Hei lie on the side and gradually fall asleep, slowly got up and walked to the deep pool, looking at the stars reflected in the deep pool Xia Yang looked up at the stars, tonight's stars are unusually bright, it seems to be in front of Xia Yang's eyes, Xia Yang's eyes have changed from clear to muddy and blurred, and his mind seems to be free from the shackles of the shell, floating in the vast stars. Everything around Xia Yang seemed to be both real and illusory, vague and uncertain.

I don't know when, Xia Yang's mind seems to have returned to his body, and with a sigh, Xia Yang completely sobered up. The so-called 'teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow' can't be reflected in Xia Yang's body at all. Whether it is the expectations of the family or the blood feud of the master, they are all spurring Xia Yang's continuous efforts and moving forward, and Xia Yang never dares to slack off.

The starry sky is still bright, Xia Yang has long been sitting on the stone, taking out a book from his arms, and then the starlight looks, it is the "Rain and Cloud Marksmanship" handed over to him by Mr. Wu, Xia Yang thought in his heart, "Fifty Potentials" He has already comprehended, but if you want to understand it, it will take a long time to temper. If you want to deepen your marksmanship in a short period of time, you can only continue to study the second part of the Rain and Cloud Marksmanship - 'Thirty Blows'. After thinking of this, Xia Yang turned to the second part of the secret of the rain and clouds.

"'Thirty strikes' is a set of moves, if you don't shoot, it's enough, as soon as you shoot, it's a chain of gone, endless, without giving the opponent a chance to counterattack, it's best to be outnumbered, to win more with less. "Xia Yang first saw this paragraph before checking the 'Thirty Strikes'. Although the words are simple, they cover the essence of Xia Yang's upcoming study of 'Thirty Strikes'. The continuous attacks are like a torrential rain, and no one can stop the rain from falling unless the rain stops. Like the Baizhang Waterfall next to the eagle's beak cliff, once it finds a breakthrough, unless the river flows backwards or dries up, it will never be able to stop its endless roar.

Xia Yang closed his eyes and recalled that when he was cultivating the 'Fifty Potentials' at the beginning, he observed the turbulent river of Baizhang Waterfall, and the rushing situation of the river was like a galloping horse, which was irresistible. Xia Yang felt the magnificent scene at that time, his heart suddenly beat faster, the speed of blood flow also increased a lot, and the sound of 'bang' sounded like thunder in Xia Yang's mind. Xia Yang seemed to be unaware, and the rain and clouds in his hand were unwinded and automatic. 'Thirty Strikes' only saw one move and one style flipped back and forth, from the initial move 'No Strike' to the last blow 'Mighty World' kept repeating in Xia Yang's mind.

A quarter of an hour later, the secret book that kept flipping suddenly closed, Xia Yang was still recalling the 'thirty blows' in his mind until a stick of incense, Xia Yang suddenly opened his eyes and said secretly in his heart: "When the starting hand "no fixed attack" is unfolded, it will make the opponent completely unable to touch the target, and they all mistakenly think that it is an attack and have no power to fight back. The shadow of the spear rolled and rolled in the world, creating a shield of qi, which was both the most powerful and the most aura-consuming, and the domineering of the move was extremely violent. Each type is an independent one, and when connected, it can complement each other and multiply its power. When Xia Yang thought of this, he had to admire the predecessor who created the rain and cloud shaking marksmanship, and really hoped that the senior was still in the world, so that he could see the honor. It's a pity that God is jealous of talents, and the predecessors have long passed away. Thinking of this, Xia Yang's eyes showed a look of helplessness, and then a desolate sigh came out of his mouth.

Xia Yang stood up and picked up the dragon slaying spear beside him, it was already late at night, the red leaf forest was silent, the bonfire in the distance had long been extinguished, the autumn was very strong, the breeze blew Xia Yang's dark hair, and the isolated figure was reflected in the deep pool, bleak.

Holding the dragon slaying spear, Xia Yang quietly walked outside, in the middle of the night, Xia Yang did not feel the slightest sleep, it is better to take advantage of the review of the rain and cloud marksmanship, although the cultivation of 'thirty strikes' may not be able to be completed in one practice, at least you can have a better understanding of the rain and clouds marksmanship. He kept walking forward, and he didn't stop until the high slope of Xia Yang's afternoon cultivation. Looking at the open place, coupled with the fact that this place is not too far from the eagle's beak cliff, Xia Yang is very satisfied.

With a deep breath of inhalation, Xia Yang did not practice the moves in the 'Thirty Strikes' first, but revisited the 'Fifty Potentials'. I saw Xia Yang's eyes condensed, his back straightened, and a fierce momentum suddenly burst out on his body, 'woo', the spear in his hand moved, and the blade of the spear that flashed cold light pointed obliquely ahead, which was the first type of 'gesture' of 'fifty potentials', the gun momentum together, Xia Yang's body was windless and automatic, with the operation of the aura in his body, Xia Yang's fierce momentum was even better.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Yang took a step forward with his left foot, leaned forward, and the dragon slayer in his hand had already changed its position, which was another 'direct attack momentum'. As soon as the 'direct attack momentum' was revealed, Xia Yang's figure moved again. Slowly with Xia Yang's body shaking, the dragon slaying in his hand flashed with the cold embellished, the gun shadow danced wildly, the heavy 'woo' continued to sound in Xia Yang's ears, the footsteps moved, the figure shook, forming a phantom, the dragon slaying between the gun shadow like a curtain, as if dancing in front of Xia Yang's body An impermeable wall, the body became more and more sick, and the gun momentum became more and more intense. The momentum is as fast as the momentum, and the momentum on Xia Yang's body is also slowly improving. The incomparably powerful momentum seemed to want to pierce the pitch-black sky and sprinkle the light.

In less than a stick of incense, Xia Yang completely practiced the fifty potentials aside, perhaps because of the daytime ice giant wolf, so that Xia Yang had experience in using the fifty potentials against the enemy, maybe because of the dragon slaying spear drinking blood, I saw that Xia Yang's spear was faintly with a sense of ruthlessness, Xia Yang did not notice this, still wielding the dragon slaying spear, and the 'fifty potentials' once again started from scratch.

Time disappeared quickly in the process of Xia Yang's drill, not far from the high slope, a figure stood there, look carefully, this person was shrouded in a black robe, only a face was revealed, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, nose like gall, it was Xia Yang's master Mr. Wu, at this time Mr. Wu did not cover his face with a black robe, I saw Mr. Wu looking at Xia Yang who cultivated fifty potentials calmly in his eyes, watching Xia Yang move and transfer, the blade of the gun attacked, there was a hint of a smile in his eyes, and he secretly said in his heart: "It seems that Yang'er is very interested in the rain and clouds marksmanship." The 'Fifty Potentials' comprehension has become more and more thorough, and the changes in every move and the coherence of each potential have been knocked to the advantage. It seems that it won't be long before Xia Yang will start cultivating 'Thirty Strikes'. I have some expectations, after Xia Yang cultivates thirty blows, what is the power after using the dragon slaying spear!" "Seeing that Xia Yang's cultivation at this moment will not be finished for a while and a half, the situation here has already been investigated, and there is not a single spirit beast within a radius of ten miles, so Mr. Wu left the high slope.

Xia Yang continued to practice the 'Fifty Potentials' in the Rain and Cloud Turning Marksmanship, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he thought in his heart: "After the morning against the Ice Giant Wolf and this re-cultivation, I have a better understanding of the Fifty Potentials. While thinking in his heart, Xia Yang's figure did not slow down in the slightest. When the 'Fifty Potentials' drill was reached to the extreme, Xia Yang's figure was everywhere on the high slope, as if Xia Yang had mastered the secret technique of clone at this moment. Suddenly, dozens of figures disappeared, leaving only one figure standing, leaning forward slightly, the dragon slayer spear hidden behind him, with no sign of attack, and as if he was about to face a storm-like attack, the two momentum were perfectly combined in one, that is, weird and so natural.

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