Chapter Twenty-Nine: Changes in Yanyin

"Tianxingjian, the gentleman is unremitting in self-improvement, and the terrain is kun, and the gentleman is virtuous. What Daddy said was really good. "A boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a snake skin wrapped around his lower body, his hands clenched into fists, was practicing boxing in an open field.

This young man is Yan Yin.

The little boy at the beginning, after more than six years, has grown into a teenager.

Resolute and handsome on his face, sword eyebrows and starry eyes. A pair of resolute eyes that shimmer with confidence. At the corners of his mouth, several fluffy beards grew. Yan Yin, who was almost sixteen years old, was wearing only a simple dress made of snake skin, blocking important parts. This thing was made from the skin of the original black anaconda. Durable and very convenient.

His own clothes, Yan Yin put away after he began to wear them a few times. In this mountainous land, wearing clothes, you will only be scratched.

After Yan Yin dried and ate the meat of the black anaconda in the first few months, she began to learn to hunt on her own.

Fortunately, he is in the Yanyun Mountain Range, although it is full of dangers, but as long as he is careful, it is still okay for the young Yan Yin to catch some beasts that are not strong in attack.

Moreover, Yan Yin is not inactive. During this time, he devoted himself to cultivating the Qingyue Decision in the cave every night, and during the day, after taking a good step in the morning, he would take two long needles sharpened from the bones of the black anaconda and go into the woods to hunt for the food needed today.

After eating, Yan Yin returned here and began to practice his Yan Clan Long Fist again.

Although no one taught him, according to some things that his father had learned and the eighteen styles of Yan's Changquan that he had rehearsed for him, as well as some of the tips that Yanhe Yanshan had taught when he was in the hill of the Yan clan, according to Yan Yin's experience in fighting with some beasts, Yan Yin had already cultivated the first six styles of Yan's Changquan coherently.

"Yan's long fist first style, the tiger pounces on the mountain" Yan Yin shouted, his voice was like a tiger roaring, and his fists struck out fiercely, breaking an uncle in front of him.

Turning around and punching again, "the second style, the long snake is possessed" clenched his fists with both hands, twisting and sticking to a thin tree beside him like a long snake, and then shaking it, twisting the thin tree.

Then there were several shouts "Hit up and down, one horse Pingchuan, fist left and right, Shuanglong stirred the sea !!" Suddenly, the sound of whirring wind sounded all around, and Yan Yin coherently finished the first six styles of Yan's long fist in one go, and then closed his fists and suppressed the tumbling breath in his body.

"Unexpectedly, it's been a month, and I still can't hit the seventh punch" Yan Yin raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems that only after I break through to the martial arts can I play the seventh style." I just don't know, I need more before I can enter the general."

In more than six years, Yan Yin has grown from a little boy who is not a martial artist to an innate martial artist. All these achievements were slowly boiled out by him who was not afraid of hardship, endured loneliness and danger.

Because, in his heart, there is only one belief, and that is to get out of here alive.

Therefore, during this time, Yan Yin continued to work hard to cultivate, and also used the time when he went out to hunt to survey the surrounding terrain.

The place where he was now was also a valley, as long as he walked through the woods in front of him and climbed over a huge mountain peak in front of the woods, he could be regarded as officially on the south side of the Yanyun Mountain Range.

However, the mountain in front of Yan Yin is not easy to turn. It was the highest mountain in the vicinity, and if you want to climb it, you need to be cautious and cautious.

Looking at the giant peak that towered over the clouds, Yan Yin sighed, "If only I broke through to the Spirit Priest, then I could fly." He took out an old book from the stone on the side, and he could vaguely tell that this book was the book that recorded the Qing Yue Decision.

"Xin Hao's book has my mother's cultivation experience and the use of some exercises, otherwise I don't know how to cultivate" Yan Yin carefully closed the book and turned around and walked to the cave.

took out a huge bone spur, then lifted two burdens, took a commemorative look at the place where he had lived for more than five years, and whispered, "In my most helpless moment, this is my home, and it is also here that has given me more than six years of warmth." Today, I'm leaving, and maybe, I'll never have a chance to come back. However, I will definitely remember this place forever."

After speaking, Yan Yin, who was carrying a burden and a bone spur, disappeared into the woods.

The trees in the mountains, with many vines and dead branches. Moreover, because it is deep in the mountains, there are many Eastern Tibetan provinces in it.

Yan Yin tied the two clothed bags together and wrapped them around his back, holding a long thorn made of the bones of a black anaconda in one hand, and carefully picking off the branches or vines that blocked his path with the other.

The woods in the mountains are always so gloomy and silent. Occasionally, there was a slight sound, which would make Yan Yin look around vigilantly. Over the years, he has become accustomed to keeping his nerves tense at all times.

He did not dare to relax, nor did he want to relax, because relaxation means slackness, and slackness, many times, means death.

Death is what Yan Yin does not want.

After walking for some hours, Yan Yin finally came to the front of the mountain that could reach the south side of the Yanyun Mountain Range as long as he climbed over.

Looking at the mountain in front of you, it is steep and rugged, majestic and towering.

Yan Yin didn't start climbing excitedly, but found a big tree, climbed it in three or two clicks, then put the burden away, and began to prepare to find something to eat.

It was getting late, and he needed to catch some beasts or strange beasts quickly, so that he could fill his stomach.

With a leap of her body, Yan Yin jumped from one tree to another. His body was very agile, and he only took a few strokes to instigate a long distance.

Yan Yin is like a shrewd hunter, her eyes searching the mountains and forests. In the seemingly quiet mountain forest, there are many things hidden.

After a while, Yan Yin seemed to have discovered something, and her eyes lit up. Slowly walking under a tree, Yanyin picked up the thick leaves and found a nest of eggs.

"It turned out to be a bird's egg, it's not delicious" Yan Yin fiddled with it twice, then buried it in the second place, looked around, and his eyes lit up again.

I saw a pile of bird droppings and feathers under a big tree, and it was obvious that there were birds resting on this tree. But if it is just a break, it is impossible to have so much guano, there must be birds nesting on it.

Yan Yin bit the bone spur, hugged the big tree in front of her tightly with both hands, and climbed straight up with her legs.

After a while, Yan Yin climbed to the top of the tree, and a huge bird's nest appeared in front of him.

Inside the nest, there were three small birds waiting to be fed, and two eggs the size of a fist.

"Little bird, don't be afraid, Yin'er won't eat you, I'm just borrowing your brother. Anyway, they will grab food from you when they are born in the future, so why don't I help you take them away now!" Yan Yin muttered in his mouth, and then quickly took out the eggs in the bird's nest with his right hand, and in the sound of those little birds chirping, Yan Yin jumped back and forth between the branches of the big tree a few times, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

When I looked up, I saw a huge bird shadow flying around on it. Apparently, hearing the screams of the birds, their parents rushed back.

However, these are no longer matters about Yan Yin, holding the egg with both hands and knocking it together, the bone spur in his mouth just spit on the ground, opening his mouth, Yan Yin swallowed the contents of the bird's egg for the living.

"Two bird's eggs are only enough for me to taste the taste, see if there is anything else to eat" Picking up the bone spurs on the ground, Yan Yin continued to run forward.

After a while, I heard a terrible scream from the woods, and Yan Yin's hand was holding a huge beast.

"I didn't expect to meet a strange beast with the strength of a martial artist. Although your strength is great, but, compared to me, you guy is not good" Yan Yin carried the strange beast, while walking, while muttering to himself, "I haven't eaten cooked food for a long time, I just roasted it today, and after eating, I have a good night's rest, so that I will have the energy to climb the mountain tomorrow"

Returning to the big tree where the burden was placed before, Yan Yin threw the strange beast in his hand on the ground. Reaching out, he pulled a bloodstained object from its neck.

grabbed a handful of grass and wiped it on it, revealing its true face, which was the bone spur he was holding before.

The back of the bone spur was sharpened into something like a knife by Yan Yin, and Yan Yin slashed twice on the corpse of the strange beast to make a hole. Then the bone spurs of the realm were put aside, and his hands were fiercely inserted into the wound, and he tore it hard, and the skin in the future was torn alive by Yan Yin, revealing the bloody flesh inside.

Fortunately, he was the only one here. If someone else sees it, they don't know how scared they will be.

found two big stones in front of the big mountain, put one of them under the big tree, Yan Yin picked up the other one, weighed the weight, shouted loudly, and threw it hard.

"Boom" two boulders collided and turned into smashes.

Clapping his hands, Yan Yin smiled and said, "This stone is not bad, it was not shaken into pieces"

After selecting a few good stones and placing them in a circle, Yan Yin found some dry firewood and dead leaves, and put them in the stone circle.

"Look at my stone out of fire" Yan Yin smiled, holding two stones, and after colliding with each other under the tree, a spark was born, and after a while, the dead leaves and dry wood were ignited.

After blowing a few breaths, the fire gradually grew bigger, Yan Yin licked some more firewood, and then summoned a soaked wooden stick to cross the strange beast.

After a while, a thing that was still dripping with blood was put on the fire by Yan Yin and began to roast.

He didn't peel the beast, he roasted it like that. Squatting beside the fire, Yan Yin concentrated on adding firewood.

On the face illuminated by the firelight, there was no sign of the immaturity of a sixteen-year-old boy. Yes, it's just a kind of strength and fortitude that has been grinded out with difficulty.

His hair was already very long, although he had worn it off several times on the stone, but the long-term life like a savage still made Yan Yin accustomed to the casual scattering of long hair.

By the time the firewood ran out, the roasted alien meat had begun to drip with oil and water. Yan Yin's hand kept flipping the wooden stick, so that the alien beasts could be fully cooked.

When the fire was extinguished, it was already dark, but Yan Yin saw the night as nothing, and could clearly see the bone spurs on the ground.

Looking at the mountains in the distance, Yan Yin tore off a hind leg and gnawed it in a big gulp.

Although there are no condiments, for Yanyin, as long as she can eat enough, it is enough.

After eating the four thighs, Yan Yin tore off some meat from the meaty places on it and chewed it slowly.

"Hiccup......" gave a long hiccup, and Yan Yin threw the remaining part of the beast's belly down.

"Roar" "Hiss"

Below, several roars sounded, and it was a strange beast that smelled the aroma of Yanyin's barbecue from elsewhere. When Yan Yin threw the meat down, a fight ensued between them.

Yan Yin, who seemed to be accustomed to this scene, found a comfortable place, crossed her legs, and finally took a look at the mountain that she was about to climb, closed her eyes, and began to cultivate Qingyue Duel.

It is said that practicing martial arts and cultivating at night is Yan Yin's unchanged habit for more than six years. It's also a habit he's used to.