Qu Xiucai didn't know what to think, staring at Yan San's immature and flying side face in a daze, after a long time, Yan San finally exhaled a mouthful of turbidity visible to the naked eye, opened his eyes, stared at Qu Xiucai, and his heart was full of excitement, all on his face.

"Don't look at me like that, yes, you have cultivated your aura, and now you are considered to be the first yuan realm, and you have officially stepped into the door of spiritual cultivation!" Qu Xiucai said without waves.

"Yo he!!" Yan San jumped up with joy, almost didn't fall off the branch, and quickly stood firm and asked, "Will you be able to fly around like you soon, and break the stone with one palm?"

"Hmph!" Qu Xiucai snorted coldly without hesitation, and struck his head and face: "I am now the fourth level of the Ning Yuan Realm, you are the first level of the first Yuan Dynasty is not stable, one big realm plus four small realms higher than you, to my point, you will have to practice for at least ten or eight years!"

"Ah!" Yan San's face immediately collapsed, frustrated and aggrieved, like an old and red bitter gourd, red and bitter. But after a while, I thought of something, and began to sigh again: "That's nothing, didn't you say that it took you four years to step into the first yuan? I only used one year, which is enough to prove that I am much stronger than you, maybe I will be better than you in only two or three years, hmph, don't say that I bullied you when the time comes......

Yan San said as he squinted at Qu Xiucai's long and black ring ruler, and involuntarily touched his ass with one hand, the meaning of which was self-evident;

Qu Xiucai was scarred in front of Xiao Popi, and suddenly his old face couldn't hang up, and the ring ruler in his hand tightened, Yan San ran to the top of the tree like a monkey in the morning, and teased: "I'm afraid, hurry up and beat you twice while I can't beat you now, and I can't tell who will beat who in the future......!"

Qu Xiucai loosened the ring ruler, smiled angrily at the little splash, and said: "You are stronger than me, but it is nothing compared to the Xiuyuan Sect, in the Xiuyuan Sect, at least eighty percent of the people who have cultivated the aura at your age, and there are also some disciples who are focused on cultivating by the sect, some people who are born with golden keys, have been directly planted by masters since they can remember, and the heavenly and earthly treasures are used as food, and the cultivation speed is thousands of times that of yours, and you can be a little guy at most at this level!

"Ah, the Seventh Heaven? Then you said that it would take more than ten years for a level like you, only two heavens, and no hundreds of thousands of years to the seventh heaven?

"Hmph, it's okay if you can become a sevenfold heaven for a hundred years and a thousand years, the queen of the triple heavens, one heavy heaven and one life, if you can pass it, you will soar to the sky, if you can't be too light, you will stop for a lifetime, and if you are heavy, you will die, will you still cultivate the yuan?" Qu Xiucai did not hesitate to pour cold water on Yan San's eyes that he was a little expecting a miracle, and completely hit Yan San into a wilted eggplant;

Yan San completely lost his temper, and muttered in his mouth: "Then you still have to repair a yarn?" 』

Qu Xiucai didn't say anything, and waited for Yan San to finish muttering before he said casually: "The golden swallow lying next to you back then was a spiritual pet, and only spiritual cultivation could raise and command, and the strength of that little swallow was probably comparable to mine!"

Sure enough, Yan San's eyes suddenly filled with complicated emotions, some pains really couldn't be touched, and when they touched it, they would hurt into the bone marrow. "Are you still cultivating the Yuan?"

Yan San raised his head, stared at Qu Xiucai's eyes, and said in a low but resolute voice, "I cultivate!" There was some hatred, some sadness, and a kind of madness in his voice;

The corners of Qu Xiucai's mouth curled slightly, as if he had expected it a long time ago, and added a fierce medicine and said: "Spiritual cultivation is not without benefits, high and high, being at ease is still secondary, every time you pass a heavy day, your life span can be greatly increased, and it is said that if you cultivate to the seventh heaven, you can achieve immortality and live the same life as heaven and earth. 』

Sure enough, Yan San's eyes instantly lit up again, he had a long lifespan, as long as he didn't die, he could always find the answers to those questions.

Qu Xiucai quietly got off the tree, sat in the backyard, and soon the class time came, and there were already a few "diligent and studious" children rushing into the backyard all the way.

Yan San was in a daze in the treetops for a while, the young man's heart became heavier and heavier, but Xiu Yuan's determination was extremely firm. It was already past the hour of morning cultivation, and according to Qu Xiucai, in addition to a specific hour of the day, it was half the effort to cultivate again, so Yan San lay on the treetops, quietly listening to the sound of the wind, and letting his thoughts run wild. After all, the young man's temperament jumped out so much, Yan San suddenly remembered the dream that was like an illusion last night, and he still remembered it vividly at this moment, and Yan San admired the stinky young man's martial arts.

was replacing the protagonist in the dream with himself, and a few formulas, a few postures, and a seemingly familiar and unfamiliar text suddenly appeared in his mind:

The first chapter of the Heavenly King's Formula: Waves and sands, the first heavy, dripping

What follows is a section of the method of exercising and exercising qi, a posture of movement.

Yan San scratched his head and slapped his head hard, he really couldn't figure out how there could be more of this inexplicable thing, it seemed to be the dream from yesterday? Yan San's eyes lit up: "If that dream is true, I can be as powerful as the stinky kid in the dream......

Yan San's heart was beating faster and faster, one turned over and stood up, immediately carefully posed according to the image in his mind, tried to adjust his breathing, and then ran little by little according to the route of the exercise.

It has nothing to do with spirituality, this is Yan San's first conclusion, the whole set of exercises does not mobilize half a point of aura, with breathing and breathing to mobilize the whole body muscles and bones to be weirdly tense, and then relaxed, the body naturally produces soreness, numbness and itching, and then there is a warm and tired comfort, and when a Sunday is over, Yan San feels more tired than being chased by Aunt Sun with a stick all day, and then looks at the whole body, I don't know when I was wet with sweat, and the dripping clothes can be wrung out of the water.

It's so tiring!Yan San's second conclusion.

Then there is the second layer of the waves, the oven. Yan San gritted his teeth and put on a second posture, who knew that as soon as he made a gesture according to the means of luck, there was a sharp pain in the place where he ran, and the pain made Yan San stumble, and he almost fell off the tree, and he couldn't continue at all, so he had to give up.

Perverted! Yan San's third conclusion, it's hard to imagine how to practice until the second pain becomes like this, it's similar to stabbing yourself with a knife. Fortunately, the cultivation of "dripping water" can still be tolerated, Yan San decided to only practice the first level in the future, of course, the premise is that this kung fu must be useful, not to be as good as the stinky fart young man in his dream, half of it is acceptable, Yan San feels that he is still a very easy-going person, so he made a decision on the Heavenly King's recipe to "practice first, watch the after-effect and then consider whether to cultivate";

Yan San's last conclusion was that it was almost the morning to tease Aunt Li with the meal of mixing baked cakes, but today Yan San felt very hungry, so hungry that he was crazy, he was so hungry that he was about to die, if he let go of eating, he could eat Aunt Li's entire baked cake stall.

Yan San jumped under the tree, ignoring the disrupted Qu Xiucai's teaching order, a gust of wind ran out, Qu Xiucai saw Yan San's body wet, and he was also startled, seeing that he did not care about his teacher's image, he immediately frowned angrily, and flew away with a ring ruler, which made Yan San take off in the air, flew out of the courtyard door, and the screams came from afar, and the little children around him sucked in cool air with a neat "silk" sound, and felt the same way.

Today, Yan San didn't make any more trouble, he rushed to the baked cake stall quite directly, grabbed a baked cake without hesitation and stuffed it into his mouth, Aunt Li was a little uncomfortable, and waited until Yan San muttered a baked cake for a while, and when he grabbed the second one, Aunt Li's slap covered the back of Yan San's head. Yan San raised his head, bitterly revealing a statue of evil, his mouth was full of baked cakes, and said vaguely, "Auntie, I'm hungry!"

Aunt Li's second slap froze in mid-air, and the "Serial Ten Slaps" she wanted to perform was interrupted, Yan San's bitter face made her heart twitch, and her palm stroked Yan San's back again and again, and said in her mouth: "Eat slowly, hey, you eat slowly, no one robbed you, wait for me to choke to death, who will I find to reason? No, I ordered two baked cakes at my place last evening, and I also snatched the chicken leg from Uncle Wang's bowl......

Yan San didn't have time to pay attention to it, this meal was tornailous, and he ate seven big baked cakes before he stopped, poured a cup of herbal tea, burped, and sat at the bottom of Aunt Li's baked cake stall and rolled his eyes, but he was so scared that Aunt Li was so busy serving tea and water that she almost didn't care about business.

When Yan San's eyes came alive again, and when she was spinning around, Aunt Li was relieved, Yan San "staggered" up, held her round belly, and suddenly pointed to the place where she was lying just now and said, "Auntie, your money has fallen!" Aunt Li saw that there was a silver coin lying on the ground, and suddenly glared at Yan San strangely, picked up the silver coin, which was enough to buy thirty baked cakes.

Aunt Li put away the money in a complicated mood and said to Yan San: "With your sharp eyes, you can find money falling on the ground every time. Today, Hutou celebrates his birthday, and goes to his aunt's house for dinner at noon, Hutou specially said, you must come, there is a big roast chicken, and rice wine, but you can't drink more, a little brat. 』

Yan San got out of the stall early, waved at Aunt Li without looking back, and walked away;

After thinking about it, today's hunger was really weird, Yan San finally focused his suspicions on the strange 'Heavenly King Technique', this kind of 'almost starvation to death' had never happened when he practiced Qingfeng Decisive before, only this morning's Heavenly Killing 'Heavenly King Technique' was suddenly like this.

Could it be that this hellish 'Heavenly King Recipe' is a rice bucket magic skill? Yan San suddenly had great doubts about the 'Heavenly King Recipe', and he was also full of bad premonitions for the days ahead.

Sure enough, I didn't do anything in the morning, seven pieces of baked cakes, which is equivalent to the usual day's rations have been digested cleanly, and when I smelled the aroma of Aunt Li's food, Yan San's mouth was like a flood, and I felt that I could stretch out a hand in my stomach and stuff everything I could eat into it.

Entered Aunt Li's house, at first Yan San could still desperately restrain herself, but then she really didn't hold it, the eating appearance made Aunt Li's family of three dumbfounded, Aunt Li regretted calling Yan San to come to the house for dinner for the first time, the tiger head was not full, she never moved the chopsticks at all, and the dishes were already exhausted. Aunt Li's husband's face twitched, and a pot of rice wine was poured upside down and forgot to take it, half of which was poured on the table.