Early the next morning, after Qin Wuyi got up, he took the initiative to carry the Xuantie heavy sword left by Yingnan behind him, and carefully tied it strongly.

Inserting a refined iron short sword behind his waist, he was ready to say goodbye to Ying Yufeng, who was refining a furnace of elixir, and embarked on the path of the third stage of cultivation alone.

The Xuantie heavy sword was four feet seven inches long, seven inches wide, and weighed one hundred and ninety catties, which was heavier than the two Qin Wuyi combined.

With such a heavy sword on his back, Qin Wuyi immediately felt that even breathing became difficult, and his waist unconsciously slumped forward.

I tried to take a step forward, but my flexible and powerful legs on weekdays seemed to be filled with lead, and I couldn't lift them.

finally succeeded in taking a step, but he stumbled and almost fell to the ground, just this simple action, Qin Wuyi was already tired and sweating.

"What kind of cultivation method is this? Even walking has become a problem, how can you fight with wild beasts?"

Qin Wuyi grinned and complained bitterly.

"Yan Emperor Xiao Yan is a peerless powerhouse on the Douqi Continent, and he is a well-known figure in the entire world.

This weight-bearing cultivation method was created by Emperor Yan's master, Yao Lao, and Emperor Yan himself verified it, are you doubting its authority?"

Ying Yufeng's voice came from the outer room, with some reprimand in the plainness.

"Emperor Yan?"

Qin Wuyi said to himself, at this time, he still didn't understand the meaning of the word emperor, and he didn't know the supreme position represented by the rank of emperor in the transcendent world.

But despite this, just this simple word made Qin Wuyi feel a feeling of blood boiling.

Under the stirring of this blood, Qin Wuyi slowly stood up straight, his eyes were full of perseverance, he gritted his teeth and walked forward with difficulty, every step was extremely steady.

"Qin Wuyi, you bring this wooden box, there are a total of ten porcelain bottles in it, and the porcelain bottles contain the blood of the blood monkey.

Every time you get injured, take a drop, and after you have completely digested it, you can continue to cultivate, and when the blood in the porcelain bottle runs out, you come back to me. ”

Ying Yufeng hesitated for a moment before handing the small wooden box to Qin Wuyi, this move was very risky.

Qin Wuyi was only seven years old, and he was still only in the initial stage of tempering his physical body, and he hadn't really started cultivating the Xuan, but the blood of the blood monkey was too domineering, and he was afraid that Qin Wuyi would not be able to carry it.

"After taking the blood of the Blood Monkey, can I also increase my cultivation?"

Qin Wuyi took the small wooden box and held it in his hand, and asked curiously.

"That's not true, taking the blood of the Blood Monkey now is to lay a solid foundation for your cultivation in the future.

As the so-called thick accumulation and thin hair, the blood of the blood monkey spreads in your body, a small part will be directly absorbed to strengthen your body, and the remaining large part will precipitate in your body, so that you can be used endlessly for a lifetime, in short, you just do what I say. ”

Qin Wuyi didn't ask any more, nodded in agreement, turned around and left Danhuaju, looking at Qin Wuyi's sweaty Cen Cen's back, the wide Xuantie heavy sword and the slightly thin body were so incongruous.

Ying Yufeng sighed lightly and forced himself to turn his head.

The more pressure you bear, the greater the potential you can inspire.

Especially in the world where transcendent strength is respected, if you want to become a strong person, there is no shortcut at all, only hard cultivation day after day.

Qin Wuyi is just an ordinary person, his talent is acceptable, but he is by no means top-notch, Ying Yufeng and Ying Nan can give Qin Wuyi some help, but after all, it is limited.

Ying Yufeng clearly knows that the Transcendent World is vast and boundless, and I don't know how many famous families and super strong sects there are, and their descendants are not only amazingly talented, but also enjoy incomparable resources.

More importantly, under the cultivation and strict requirements of the family, these people who were originally the pride of the sky have made a hundred times more efforts than ordinary people.

Just ask, an ordinary teenager, what do you compare with others?

The answer given by Ying Yufeng is: there is no comparison!

Yes, there is no comparison, all you can do is to catch up, only to toss yourself, others work hard, you only have to work hard, others work hard, you can only do your best, you only have to be ruthless to yourself, so that others have no chance to be cruel to you.

"Qin Wuyi, the road under your feet is still very long, don't blame the ancestor for being too ruthless, one day, you will understand the ancestor. ”

Ying Yufeng's eyes closed, and he was immersed in the process of refining medicine.

On the stone stack of the Heavenly Ladder with as many as 5,472 floors of Wuji Peak, a thin figure walked alone.

Without the ups and downs of the rabbit in the past, his movements were not chic at all, but a little clumsy, and he walked carefully at every step, this person was Qin Wuyi.

In actual combat, as soon as he thought of these two words, Qin Wuyi's body was full of strength, supporting him to do his best and move forward step by step.

This way, Qin Wuyi walked too hard, if it was in normal times, he would be able to reach yesterday's valley in an hour at most.

But today, he walked for most of the day, starting from dawn until the sun was setting west and the sunset was all over the sky, and finally arrived at his destination.

Qin Wuyi stopped at the entrance of the valley, his body was already completely soaked with sweat, and after just staying for a while, his feet turned into a muddy patch.

Looking carefully at the road that Qin Wuyi walked, there were rows of finger-thick footprints carved on the land, and the soft soil in the mountains was true, but it was enough to show Qin Wuyi's steadfastness and difficulty in moving forward with a heavy load.

Looking up at the valley, Qin Wuyi clearly knew that there were extremely many beasts living in it, and he had never even seen those beasts, let alone that they were weak and strong, and he didn't know how powerful they were.

Maybe it's a little ant that can be killed with a single finger, maybe it's a blood monkey that will most likely be killed and eaten.

Despite this, Qin Wuyi has no fear in his heart, only the indomitable desire to fight, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, and he prefers to go to the tiger mountains, the necessary qualities of a warrior, Qin Wuyi has done it.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Wuyi touched the Xuantie heavy sword behind his back, and then touched the dagger on his waist, feeling a lot more confident.

"Let's go. ”

Qin Wuyi cheered for himself.

"Let the clouds in the sky be my robe!"

......

In a blink of an eye, a year has passed.

The sky was full of stars, and from time to time there was a terrible birdsong and even the muffled roar of a heart-wrenching beast in the dense woods.

Qin Wuyi sat cross-legged against a large stone with his back to him, and a bonfire was lit in front of him, on which a long pole was erected with two branches, and on the pole was a skinned beast, which was roasted and oily, and just looking at it made people appetize.

I haven't seen him for a year, and Qin Wuyi's somewhat reddened face, which was reflected in the flames, although it was still childish, it was also a little more resolute and cold.

The eyebrows that seem to be smiling instead of smiling, coupled with the slightly upturned corners of his mouth, seem to be a bright and kind young man, but there is a coldness that rejects people thousands of miles away.

The clothes on his body were really a little messy, not only dirty, covered with blood, but also tattered, and the skin inside was exposed in many places, and a layer of animal skin was wrapped around his waist, which added a touch of wild air to him.

"It's been a year. ”

Qin Wuyi sighed lightly, tore off a piece of barbecue meat casually, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully.

Because there is no seasoning, it is not actually delicious, but the oil is big, and it is good to get used to it.

Qin Wuyi recalled his experience in the past year, when he first entered the valley, he had suffered a lot, and injuries were commonplace.

The Darkiron Heavy Sword on his back severely limited his play, and his strong sense of discomfort made him look like a clown who was desperately funny.

He obviously wanted to jump high, but he fell on his back and faced the sky, he wanted to run hard, but he fell into the mud.

The agility he prides himself on is completely useless here, and all he can rely on is clumsy dodging and physical strength, which of course includes not only the power that can be squandered, but also the ability to resist blows.

He was mortally wounded on the first day of entering the valley, and if it had not been for the fact that he had taken out his dagger and plunged it into the boar's brain, he would have been the one to feed himself.

Restraint and restraint are Qin Wuyi's biggest characteristics, which boil down to one word, that is, hiding.

Never let the enemy see your bottom line, never use your hole cards easily, if you do, it is the death of the enemy.

Like his short sword, he will never pull it out easily unless he finds a good time to kill with a single hit.

Just like the black iron heavy sword behind his back, no matter how dangerous the situation is, he abides by Yingnan's requirements and never unloads it.