Ask for a reward! Ask for a collection! Ask for a favor!Nangong Yue was accepted as a disciple by Zhu Jian, the sect leader of the Dan Sect, and the news quickly spread among all the forces, and the number of people who came to congratulate him was countless.

Those representatives of the forces who came with smiles, Nangong Yu greeted them one by one, although Nangong Yu knew that these people saw that their family had a great relationship with Danzong, and came to climb the relationship.

Nangong Yu is not stupid, this Chenyue Continent seems to be calm, but in fact, there is an undercurrent, every force is waiting for the opportunity, as long as there is a wind and grass, then it is the momentum of the spark that ignites the prairie and involves the entire Chenyue Continent in the war.

There are many other three families who came to congratulate, that is, the other three families who stood side by side with the Nangong family.

The gathering of the four major families can be described as a stormy and turbulent!

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In the depths of the Demon Beast Forest, Nangong Ling was striding his horse, his fists kept swinging, and every punch he threw out carried a trace of martial power.

Nangong Ling is training the speed of output at the moment, although it seems simple, it is the most neglected existence.

In fact, the humiliation that Nangong Ling suffered in the Nangong family, his dignity was trampled on, but it also greatly improved Nangong Ling's state of mind. This is Nangong Ling's biggest gain, and the cultivation of the body of the war demon must be carried out by the state of mind, **, spirit and soul at the same time to improve, and isn't this Nangong Ling's biggest gain?

Eight hours passed in a row, Nangong Ling simply ate some things and began to cultivate martial arts, Nangong Ling is now in the early stage of his apprentice cultivation, and he is only the lowest cultivation, but Nangong Ling knows that his cultivation is fast, but his foundation is not stable, and he still can't go far after all.

"Huhu!

Nangong Ling twisted his body and waved his fists, tiger and tiger, each punch carried a strong force.

"Boom! boom!"

Nangong Ling's every punch hit the purple shirt tree that was more than five zhang thick, and the back of his hand was full of blood, but he didn't stop, still cultivating martial arts.

A set of martial arts called "Ten Thousand Mountains Duel" appeared in Tian Yu's mind, which was a yellow-level primary martial art, which was considered the lowest one.

This martial arts division is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, from the highest to the bottom is the heaven and earth Xuanhuang, and each level is divided into three levels: primary, intermediate, and posterior.

Nangong Ling punched out one punch after another, and every punch of this "Ten Thousand Mountains Duel" was exponentially increased.

There are three moves in this "Ten Thousand Mountains Decision", the first move is a thousand mountains to suppress, the second move is to gather thousands of mountains, and the last is to superimpose thousands of mountains.

These three moves are multiplied, especially the last one, which weighs 10,000 catties with a punch.

Nangong Ling kept hitting those thick purple shirt trees, blood was flying, and a pair of good hands no longer looked like hands.

"A Thousand Mountains Overwhelming!!"

Nangong Ling, who was hitting, flashed a fine light in his eyes, and his mouth burst into a shout.

"Boom!"

Nangong Ling slammed his fist on the purple-shirted tree in front of him.

Hearing only a "click", the purple shirt tree was directly disconnected from the place where Nangong Ling was hit, and Nangong Ling hurriedly pulled away.

"Boom!"

The upper part of the broken purple shirt tree, without the fixation of the lower part, came directly to the ground.

"Whoa!

"Boom!"

The trunk of the upper part of the purple shirt tree smashed directly on the ground, and suddenly, the gravel on the ground was shaken and jumped on the ground, and dust flew up.

Nangong Ling knelt on one knee, his whole face was covered with sweat, slightly pale, but Nangong Ling's eyes were filled with endless excitement.

Obviously, Nangong Ling has successfully cultivated the first move of "Ten Thousand Mountains Decision", and at this moment, Nangong Ling gasped, obviously not relieving his breath.

"Huhu!

Nangong Ling stood up with his hands on the ground, wiped the sweat on his cheeks with his sleeves, and walked towards the river.

The river water was very clear, without a trace of impurities, and the water flow speed was very slow, Nangong Ling took off his clothes and jumped into the river.

"Plop!"

"Whew!"

Nangong Ling took a long breath, soaked his body in the river, closed his eyes, and enjoyed it very much, Nangong Ling's skin felt the flow of water, and his heart became very calm.

If it was said that Nangong Ling's heart was a magnificent sea before, then at this moment he was just a calm lake, without a trace of waves.

In an hour's time, Nangong Ling walked ashore, wore a pair of underwear, washed his wet clothes in the river, and baked them by the fire.

Nangong Ling picked up the fish baked in advance and ate it.

When night fell, Nangong Ling got dressed and lay down beside the fire, resting quietly, sleepless all night, before dawn, Nangong Ling got up and continued to cultivate.

Nangong Ling began to swing, his steady pace was like the roots of an old tree, indestructible, and his fists were like tigers descending the mountain, heading towards those purple shirt trees, for three full hours, Nangong Ling reviewed the first move of "Ten Thousand Mountains Duel", and the gravity of Qianshan was enough to press a warrior at the level of a warrior into a meatloaf.

Nangong Ling simply rested and began to tie the horse steps, but his hands did not stop, he still waved, his straight arms, and the muscle lines were very distinct.

Sweat wet Nangong Ling's long hair, and the purple clothes were already soaked, and sweat dripped down from the clothes.

"Drink, drink, drink!"

Nangong Ling's mouth let out a loud shout, "Bang!

Nangong Ling took a steady and flying pace, banging on a thick purple-shirted tree.

The old injuries are good, and the new injuries are added, and the backs of Nangong Ling's hands have no complete skin, all of which are blood.

However, Nangong Ling did not frown and was completely immersed in cultivation.

"Ahh

Nangong Ling raised his right hand and slammed it on the purple shirt tree, and then was shaken back by the powerful anti-shock force.

"Kick, kick, kick!"

Three steps, Nangong Ling took three steps back, only to see Nangong Ling shouting: "Ten thousand mountains gather!"

"Huhu!

"Click!"

Nangong Ling's fists slammed into the purple shirt tree, and the purple shirt tree was suddenly broken by the lazy waist.

The purple shirt tree in the upper part was blown away, and Nangong Ling gasped, sweat kept dripping, and his hands trembled slightly.

I have to say that the power of this "Ten Thousand Mountains Decision" is that one punch has the weight of a thousand mountains, and the last two moves are full of the weight of ten thousand mountains, especially the last one.

Nangong Ling was lying on the ground, gasping for breath, and hurriedly crossed his legs to run the exercises.

When his master Aozu left, he did not tell him what the name of the exercises he cultivated was.

And Nangong Ling didn't ask, he knew that his master didn't tell him, there must be a certain truth, since his master didn't want him to know, so, he wouldn't ask, when the time came, he would naturally know.

Night fell again, and it had been almost a month since Nangong Ling left the family, and the experience of more than a month had made Nangong Ling mature a lot.

Nangong Ling's harvest is also very great, he can open the body of the war demon, re-cultivate, and also have a master, this series of accidents makes Nangong Ling feel like he is in a dream.

And the Nangong family still hasn't sent anyone to find Nangong Ling, it seems that Nangong Ling has been abandoned, or the Nangong family no longer has him as a person.