Throughout the morning, Yan Lan and Yan Lingyu were in the martial arts arena to exchange ideas.

Yan Lan did not hide his selfishness, and taught all his comprehension of cultivation skills.

Yan Lingyu was sweating and sweating, and she was very happy.

"Sister Ling Yu, let go of the little brother, now in the middle of the day, I will teach you, you have only cultivated the fur, so you are clamoring for a new teaching. Do you want to cultivate well, or do you want to be fresh?"

Yan Lan's pleading gaze looked at Yan Lingyu who was clutching him, and his tone was full of helplessness.

"Ouch, Brother Xiaolan, you can teach me all at once. There's still a month, and my sister is embarrassed to go to you every day! You teach me everything, and I'll let you cultivate with peace of mind this month, how about it?"

"Hmm...... If you're afraid that I'll beat you in the family competition, then I swear, if I unfortunately meet you in the competition for the top eight, I will give up my qualification, isn't that okay?"

Yan Lingyu's eyes were kind, if it weren't for Yan Lan's understanding of her very well, she really thought that she was so aggrieved that she cried.

Unable to resist Yan Lingyu's death, Yan Lan smiled bitterly: "Okay, okay, the junior brother will have to train hard in the afternoon, how can it be like your female group, you only need to meditate on the method every day, and you don't have to suffer from that ** tempering." ”

Yan Lingyu squeezed her eyebrows and smiled, and said, "If our girls practice so dark and have such developed muscles, who can still get married? What's more, girls only seek longevity and self-preservation when they practice martial arts, and the sky is falling, isn't it supported by you heroic men! Without the tenderness of our daughter's family, how can you highlight your manly domineering......

Yan Lan glanced at Yan Lingyu fiercely, and said angrily in her heart: "Whoever wants to marry her in the future will not only not be able to provoke her sharp teeth, but even the roots of her ears will be smoothed out." ”

Then, Yan Lan shook his head and smiled, completely pouring out the last trace of comprehension.

After separating from Yan Lingyu, Yan Lan came to the training ground, and before he could take a breath, the afternoon training began.

In front of the young team, Yan Muxiong shouted loudly: "Everyone, Movechen Jue, can anyone break through to the third layer?"

The Moving Chen Jue is the core spiritual recipe of the Yan clan, which is divided into nine layers, and only the core disciples in the family can cultivate.

More than fifty teenagers suddenly had a slight commotion. Everyone, look at me, I look at you, only a few people, let out a slight whispering sound.

"The third layer, I think I just broke through some time ago!"

Yan Lan fiddled with his clothes a few times with his fingertips, and secretly thought in his heart.

"Humph!"

Yan Muxiong flicked his sleeves rather dissatisfied, and snorted coldly: "Boys, the Moving Chen Technique is a third-order mid-grade spirit recipe with huge power. Do you know what the concept of the third-order middle grade is?"

Many teenagers looked at each other, but only a few teenagers were thoughtful.

Yan Muxiong took a deep breath and said, "Maybe you don't know the relationship between the spiritual skill level and the cultivation realm. Then I will tell you now, the third-order intermediate level, which means that after the cultivation of this spiritual technique, you will be able to reach the intermediate level of the third-level realm. ”

"The Third Realm!"

Hearing this, Yan Lan chuckled in her heart

"On the heavens and land, there are countless family sects, among the hundred clans, there are more than ninety clans with first-order and second-order spiritual techniques, but only four or five clans have third-order spiritual techniques, and the clans with the legendary fourth-order spiritual recipes are afraid that there is not one in a thousand miles. ”

"Therefore, the spiritual techniques you are cultivating now are among the top and scarce spiritual techniques above the heavens and lands. Some of the young people of the family wanted to learn the third-order spiritual technique when they squeezed their heads. And you, from the beginning, have been cultivating the third-order mid-grade spirit technique, if you can't compare to others, it will not only be a shame for you. ”

Yan Muxiong's eyes flashed sharply, and his voice was full of solemn majesty.

"I need to remind you that only by cultivating the Kinetic Essence to the third layer can you hope to compete for the king's weapon in the family competition. ”

Then the teenagers sat cross-legged on the ground, but their minds were rolling.

However, Yan Lan didn't think too much, but comprehended the Hongming secret over and over again, in search of the elusive mystery.

"The Dongchen Recipe is a third-order middle grade, I don't know what level of the Hongming Recipe my father taught me, but what level of Method?"

Yan Lan suddenly thought about it, and said in his heart: "But according to my judgment, the grade of Hongming Jue must be no lower than that of Dongchen Jue, and it seems that its origin is quite mysterious, and my father has not allowed me to reveal it, but I don't know why?"

After the three incense sticks, it was Yan Muxiong who performed his family stunts, so that many teenagers could see its power, feel its power, comprehend its mysteries, and then practice and display it, learning from each other's strengths.

Yan Lan's gaze wandered on Yan Lingyi and Yan Lingrui.

Yan Lingyi has a slender figure, elegant and agile body, and is sharp and introverted in his gestures, and he is really a hidden person.

Look at Yan Lingrui again, the body has both the heaviness and calmness of Yan Lingshan, and the elegant agility of Yan Lingyi, it can really be described as a combination of rigidity and softness, if you don't check carefully, you still think that its strength is not soft or rigid, and it is difficult to enter the eyes of the law!

"I am not afraid of the cultivation of Yuan Dan in the later period, but it is just the peak of Yuan Dan, but it is a little tricky. ”

Yan Lan secretly speculated.

Although the later stage and the peak belong to the high places of the realm, the strength of the peak is much higher than that of the later stage.

The pinnacle means that you have reached the limit of a certain realm, and there is a possibility of breaking through to the next realm at any time.

During the afternoon of cultivation, Yan Lan secretly observed Yan Lingyi and Yan Lingrui from time to time, and found that the two of them had indeed not shown their full strength, and they couldn't help frowning.

Yan Lan's goal is to get the king's weapon as much as possible to help his father restore his strength.

Because of the decline in his strength, his father always suffered from the white eyes of the clansmen, and although he didn't say it, he felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

Although the clansmen respect Yan Li because of their outstandingness, they are still full of coldness in their bones.

If you can't get the king's weapon this year, then you need to wait another year, and you will have to let your father endure the ridicule of the clan for one more year, Yan Lan is a little impatient.

Therefore, in every training, Yan Lan shows twelve points of strength and never hides his selfishness.

Yan Lan knew that hiding one's own self could certainly make others unable to see one's depth, but in the long run, it would inevitably affect the quality of cultivation.

Instead of hiding your secrets, you should train with all your might. No small means are as reliable as absolute strength.

Among the onlookers, a tall man stood proudly, his eyes revealing a look of satisfaction.

"My son Ling Shan really lived up to my expectations, according to this training, a month later, the family competition, the hope of winning the first place and winning the king's weapon is greater. The family will usher in a new generation of patriarch election, with my strength, coupled with Shan'er's first achievement, I am more sure to become the patriarch. ”

The man is Yan Lingshan's father, Yan Mufeng.

Yan Mufeng is one of the strong candidates for the patriarch of the family.

And before the election of the patriarch this time, it coincided with the annual competition of the younger generations of the family, and Yan Lingshan's excellent performance will definitely become a great help for him to run for the patriarch.

Yan Mufeng smiled slightly, turned his head and looked at a lonely figure in the distance.

It was a burly middle-aged man, and he stood at a distance, staring at the training with a clear gaze, not moving.

"Yan Li, although your son Yan Lan has excellent talent, your strength is no longer what it used to be. In addition, no matter how good Yan Lan is, after all, he is three years younger than Shan'er. The three-year-old gap is destined to make it impossible for him to beat Shan'er in this year's competition. ”

"You Yan Li, although you are also a wild son, but with your original strength, in the family where strength is respected, you are the most qualified person to become the patriarch. It's just that now, your strength has been greatly reduced, and the position of the patriarch has been insulated from you......"

Yan Mufeng shook his head with a sigh, and then his expression turned grim, his fists were clenched, and he said secretly: "The merits of the next generation only determine who the next patriarch is, and the most critical factor in running for the patriarch is his own strength, so I'd better cultivate......"

His gaze stayed on Yan Lingshan for a few moments, and with a satisfied smile, Yan Mufeng slowly retreated.