Warm sunlight filters through the cracks in the windows, and tiny frecks of light dot the neat room.

In the room, Zhao Siyu was naked, sitting cross-legged in the wooden basin, his hands were folded, and a strange seal knot was placed in front of him, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was steady and powerful. The wooden basin is filled with cyan water, and when it is slightly shaken, it even reflects a little strange light, which is quite magical.

Zhao Siyu's chest floated slightly, and between breaths, there was a great sense of rhythm, and with the delay of the cultivation time, the cyan water in the wooden basin gradually emitted a faint airflow, and the airflow was slightly cyan, slowly rising, and finally followed the young man's breath and drilled into the body. Qi flowed into the body, and Zhao Siyu's immature little face seemed to suddenly exude a luster like warm jade. As if sensing the increasingly abundant fighting spirit in his body, Zhao Siyu's face raised a shallow smile of relief.

Zhao Siyu, who tasted the sweetness, did not stop there, his eyes were still closed, the handprints on his fingertips did not move at all, he was condensed, maintaining the best cultivation state, and continued to greedily absorb the gentle energy in the cyan liquid.

The cyan water liquid stained Zhao Siyu's skin, and slipped into Zhao Siyu's body along the pores of the skin, warming the bones and scrubbing the veins, under Zhao Siyu's endless demand, more and more air currents drifted out of the water basin, and in the end, it faintly covered Zhao Siyu's naked body.

In the wooden basin, Zhao Siyu, whose eyes were closed, sucked the last wisp of air into his body, his eyelashes blinked slightly, and after a while, his dark eyes suddenly opened.

"Hoo ......"

Zhao Siyu's eyes flashed with white light, stretched his waist, and his face was full of fascination and intoxication, "This is the feeling, it's been three years, the feeling of getting stronger, and finally coming back again!"

"Sure enough, as I expected" Seeing that the accumulation of Wu Yuan in Zhao Siyu's body began to increase rapidly, Honggu secretly said in her heart, "It's been three years, and the seal on this child's body finally doesn't have to absorb Wu Yuan anymore, it's ridiculous that I would help this child, it's really ironic!"

Zhao Siyu also felt that his martial arts power seemed to return to his body, and he couldn't help but feel the joy in his heart, after this was three years of tempering, Zhao Siyu was more worthy of knowing the preciousness of time, at this time there was only cultivation in his heart, Zhao Siyu did not dare to relax one, devoted himself wholeheartedly, and slowly spent it in the penance of forgetting to sleep and eating, the sunlight shining in from the window gradually weakened, and the hot temperature was also slowly decreasing.

......

In Zhao Siyu's black pupils, the white light flashed as usual, but this time it was slightly pale blue. Slowly exhaling a mouthful of turbid breath in his chest, Zhao Siyu blinked his eyes brightly, then stood up suddenly, let the cold water splash from his body, stretched his waist, and felt the power of Wu Yuan in his body after three years, and muttered to himself in a little intoxication, "At this rate, I'm afraid that in two more months, I will be able to impact the power of the fifth stage of Wu Yuan......"

Since the last time he had prepared everything, Zhao Siyu had shrunk into his room for more than half a month, and in this half month, except for eating, drinking, and other things, he had almost lived a simple and simple life. Although the days of cultivation are a bit boring, this is just a trivial matter for Zhao Siyu, who has experienced three years of white-eyed ridicule.

The ridicule he had received for three years had made him clearly aware of how important strength was on this continent, but although the days were hard, the results achieved by his cultivation were full of joy.

The condensation dew liquid refined by Honggu was far stronger than Zhao Siyu and even Honggu herself expected, originally thought that even with the help of condensation dew, Zhao Siyu would need at least a month to reach the fourth order of Wuyuan, but he didn't expect that he would cut the time by half......

In this regard, even Honggu couldn't help but be a little surprised by the cultivation efficiency shown by Zhao Siyu, although it was related to the sealing array in Zhao Siyu's body, but this speed was really too fast! You must know that the cultivation of the power of Wu Yuan, the foundation is the most important, from the first order of the Ning Yuan Dao martial artist, there are not many people who spend ten or even twenty years...... However, becoming a martial artist is only the foundation, and its cultivation speed will become more and more difficult as the martial artist improves to the later ranks, so there is never a shortcut to the path of cultivation, and there is no easy way to say it......

Under such an arduous cultivation foundation, Zhao Siyu's performance in the past half month was indeed a little terrifying.

Zhao Siyu climbed out of the wooden basin without any scruples, looked back at the cyan water that had become lighter in color, this was due to the energy contained in it being absorbed by himself, he shook his head helplessly, and muttered in a low voice, "Can this still support a month and a half of cultivation?"

Wiped the water stains off his body, Zhao Siyu casually put on a neat dress, then climbed onto the soft bed, and felt out the black piece of iron from under the pillow.

The rust spots on the iron have been carefully washed by Zhao Siyu, and the whole is a little bright, exuding a faint luster, quite a bit of mysterious.

After half a month, Zhao Siyu, in addition to cultivating with his head bored, put the rest of his mind on the low-level fighting skills of the Xuan rank in this iron piece.

And in the half month, under the guidance of Honggu, Zhao Siyu gradually mastered a little bit of the trick of Ling Bo microstep, but due to the thinness of the fighting qi in his body, he has never seen any substantive effect, which makes Zhao Siyu a little regretful.

......

Zhao Siyu clamped the iron block in his hand with both palms, his eyes slowly closed, and his soul sensed, along his arm, and probed into the black iron piece with ease. As Zhao Siyu's breathing became steady, the room calmed down again.

"The body is flying fast, fluttering like a god. Ling Bo microstepped, Luo socks dust. Impermanence is the rule, if the danger is safe. Entering the difficult period, if you go back"

Zhao Siyu muttered in his mouth, it was a long silence, suddenly, Zhao Siyu on the bed, his eyes opened violently, jumped off the bed, his feet landed on the ground, the weak power of Wu Yuan in his body, along with the control of consciousness, quickly concentrated on the soles of his feet, passed through several specific veins and acupuncture points in his lower limbs, and finally Wu Yuan's power erupted out, his body tilted, and his figure shook......

With a "bang", Zhao Siyu fell to the ground.

"Alas, although the martial arts are at the Xuan level, but the power of Wu Yuan is too weak, and it can't exert much power at all" Getting up and patting the dust on his body, Zhao Siyu pursed his lips, and whispered to himself helplessly, "According to this effect, if you want to really walk like a dragon without a trace, I'm afraid you need at least the first order of martial artists to be able to do it, forget it, I'll go to the family fighting skill hall to see if there are any low-level fighting skills that are handy, this Ling Bo micro step, in a short period of time, is of little use, now that you can cultivate the power of Wu Yuan, you can't still practice stupidly like before." ......" sighed, and Zhao Siyu pushed the door out.

Zhao Siyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and after getting used to the hot sunlight a little, he carefully closed the door and walked leisurely along the gravel path towards the backyard.