When Yan Yin got Ling Yunfeng not only to be admitted but also to become a student of the inner courtyard, it was already night.

For this matter, the four of them went out of the academy to have a big dinner together to celebrate their joy.

Back at the cabin, the four of them chatted again.

"Second brother, what do you say about me as a big brother, why don't you kick them all off" Fat Dun looked at Ling Yunfeng half-drunk, and said with a smile, "In this case, big brother, I will go out in the future and say that Ling Yunfeng is my little brother, how majestic"

"Tsk......" The monkey squinted and glanced up and down at Fat Dun, until he was trembling all over, and then he said, "Fat Dun, Fat Dun, with your figure, I look up and down, left and right, how do you think you are so compatible with the 'beautiful' girl who said she was going to marry when she was on the test bench!"

When it came to beauty, Xu Monkey deliberately accentuated his tone, but his expression was serious.

"Forehead ......" Fat Dun was stunned, stretched out his thick arm, patted Xu Monkey's body, and said, "My good girl, I'm fat enough, that girl is simply not allowed to shave eyebrows compared to me." But......" frowned, and the fat dun thought "Speaking of which, that girl actually looks quite pleasing to the eye"

"What?" Xu Monkey looked at Fat Dun in surprise, gave a thumbs up and said, "It's worthy of being a big brother, this vision, I don't have to say"

Yan Yin and Ling Yunfeng didn't understand this, so they asked. Xu Monkey told the cause and effect, and when he introduced the woman, Xu Monkey said, "I always thought that Fat Dun was powerful enough, but I didn't expect that there would be a stronger strange thing than him in Southern College." With that volume, I think Yun Feng is only enough for her. In the end, this is the result, if it is really Yunfeng who wins. I look at this, according to the woman who dares to shout on the occasion of so many people to say that she wants to marry, two words: suspense!"

"Forehead......" Yan Yin was stunned for a moment, glanced at Fat Dun, and said seriously, "Well, this is not bad compared to Fat Dun." Since the two people are so similar, they should have a lot of common language."

"Haha......" Xu Monkey and Ling Yunfeng laughed.

Xu Monkey said, "That's right, that's right, it's better for the fourth child to say it." Looking at the fat dun with a sad face, he smiled and said, "Fat dun, go! A few of our brothers support you, in order not to let the other people in the academy suffer, this glorious and great task has been entrusted to you."

"Fuck off!" Fat Dun scolded with a smile, "You're so thin, you're the most suitable"

After a burst of laughter and scolding, the wooden house fell silent, and they went back to their rooms to cultivate and sleep.

For the next two days, Yan Yin has been recuperating in the wooden house. Fortunately, it was not his turn to go on stage to test, so there was time to recover.

After Qing Yuedu's internal help and Yan Yin's powerful qi and blood mobilization, the wounds all over his body were almost healed, except for some discomfort in his left hand, there was basically no major problem.

"It's really like what the monkey said, it will take a hundred days to break your muscles and bones" Yan Yin looked at her left hand and sighed deeply, "If your left hand is not fully recovered, you can't exert your maximum strength." Yan's long fist can't be used either. But in Southern College, it doesn't matter if you can't do it. ”

Gently shaking his left hand, he could clearly feel the slightest discomfort and soreness in the bones inside.

"Alas...... Recover slowly!" Yan Yin sighed and began to stir up the qi and blood in his body to surge all over his body.

Although his injuries have almost healed, in the past few days. He found that by mobilizing the qi and blood in his body, he could strengthen his body's perception ability and the ability to strengthen blood vessels.

Blood is the river of human life. The blood vessels, on the other hand, are the conduits that bind the river.

As his strength became stronger and stronger, the blood in Yan Yin's body became more and more full of magical power. However, the body is limited, and the meridians in the body are crisscrossed, so that the blood in many places can sometimes not be replenished and replaced in time. This is very undesirable for Yan Yin.

Only a strong body can have strong strength.

Therefore, through the rushing of blood in the body, he can strengthen the blood vessels and expand his muscles and veins.

A martial artist, with each step, means that his control over the potential of his body increases one step. And in the same realm, the stronger his body and the more potential he has, then the greater his advantage.

These truths were realized by Yan Yin herself in those six years.

Blood flowed like a thin stream in his body at first, and as he increased his heart's ability to compress it, the blood in his body began to rush and start to surge. If an outsider were to be there, he could hear as if there was a huge river rushing in his hut.

With the blood rushing, there is also the Qingyue True Qi in his dantian. True Qi was like a trickle in the waves, flowing everywhere in his body with the rush of blood.

Finally, the blood started from the heart, and after being controlled by Yan Yin's strong control, it circulated in the body.

Enduring the tearing sensation of blood washing over the blood vessels and meridians, Yan Yin clenched her teeth tightly. He had to endure this, and he was not afraid to endure it.

The strength of strength is never obtained through calm and quiet. Behind every strong person, there will be unknown tribulations and hardships.

"Drink!" he sighed, a huge puff of turbid air pouring out of his mouth. The surface of his body skin was covered with layers of black dirt.

These are all excreted from his body. These are impurities, impurities of the body.

There are many kinds of impurities, such as indigestion after eating and drinking, or some muscles or scorkin in the body. It doesn't hurt to stay in the body at first. But as time goes by, it accumulates more and more, and eventually it becomes a burden on the body.

It was like a flawless white jade, but it was only a trace of dust at the beginning. I couldn't see it very clearly, and the white jade was still flawless. However, as time accumulated, the dust became more and more, and the white jade became dim.

The body that can't be cleaned up is like a dusty white jade, and after a long time, it will only make the white jade flawless.

After a previous war, Yan Yin's body has some dark wounds and bad blood. He didn't know it, but he had cleansed his body with blood.

With a long sigh of relief, Yan Yin took a step, and the surging blood in his body began to slow down. His heartbeat began to gradually flatten and then flatten, from one breath and one jump at the beginning to ten breaths and one jump to sixty breaths and one jump later. This kind of change is very strange and very shocking.

The body that was still surging with blood before turned into this after a while. If it looks like an outsider, I'm afraid it will be very shocking.

Moving like the sea, turbulent and turbulent, quiet as a rock, steady and unshakable. This kind of artistic conception and demeanor is not only expressed in boxing. And in his body, it is also vividly expressed.

Stretch your hands forward with your legs at a ninety-degree right angle to the ground. This is Yanyin's horse step, and it is also a very special horse step.

In that small courtyard, his father told him that he would practice such horse steps in the future. Yan Yin is also very obedient, over the years, except for Zama when he sleeps at night, he is like this the rest of the time.

Once upon a time, when he was like this. After a while, his hands trembled involuntarily, and slowly fell until he fell down. His feet were also shaking and trembling.

Even after Zama was finished, his feet were shaking. Standing still, his feet playing and playing like a drum.

Now, Yanyin Zama is like a bench. Not to mention, it is very stable.

The hands are naturally spread out, the legs are naturally bent, this kind of form, even if a person is on his legs, Yan Yin will not feel tired and trembling.

Such results are not achieved overnight. It was slowly refined step by step in the days when Yan Yin lived in the Yanyun Mountains.

At first, he wanted to give up. However, in the days when he couldn't find a way out, and in the days when he was surrounded by mountains and blocked his way out, only practicing to enhance his strength was everything. As a result, he went from sweating profusely for half an hour at the beginning and couldn't practice by himself to the point where he now has nothing to do even if he pierces for a day.

As his father Yan Yin once said to him: Look at the strength of a warrior, you can see it from his posture.

Yan Yin's current posture and charm, even if his father sees it, he must not feel that there is something wrong.

His horse was steady and heavy. Qingyue is decisively running, the dantian is the central axis, sinking down, even if it is a strong horse, it is not expected to pull him a bit.

This is not an exaggeration, but the power of a warrior. Ordinary people, no matter how powerful they are, a horse can still be pulled. However, after the warrior takes up the horse, his body is like a thousand pounds, and his legs seem to be connected to the ground, as solid as an old tree taking root in the ground.

No matter how strong a horse is, it is difficult to lift a large tree from the ground.

sighed in his heart, no matter how well he walked, his father might not be able to see it.

A hint of coldness flashed in Yan Yin's eyes, "In the future, I will avenge my father first, and when I become stronger in the future, I will go to find my father and mother." No matter how big the world is, I will find them! and Yue'er and Auntie, I don't know what happened to them."

Qingyue Mountain, this is a mysterious but longing for many people. This is the land of secular immortals, and it is also the holy land of cultivators.

"Senior Sister Yue'er, you see, this is the Qing Hibiscus that my brother picked for you, and it is very compatible with you. ”

"Senior Sister Yue'er, this is the seven-section lotus root that I specially got back from southern Xinjiang, thousands of miles away. I heard that after eating it, it can look beautiful and unchanged, I hope Sister Yue'er likes it"

"Senior Sister Yue'er, can't you take a break? I always see that you are practicing, your strength is already very powerful, among the disciples of Qingyue Mountain, you have already entered the top ten, why are you still cultivating so hard. ”

"Yes, yes, you see that several of our senior brothers have brought you some gifts, why don't you take a look?"

A beautiful and peerless girl quietly looked at several handsome men in white clothes behind her, and said calmly, "The kindness of your senior brothers, Yan Yue understands it." But I still have to practice, please don't disturb me, senior brothers, okay?"

After speaking, the girl raised the long sword in her hand, and her body was like a fairy Lingbo and left.

"It's not that I want to work so hard, it's just that I need to get stronger and find the people closest to me. The girl looked at the endless misty mountains and murmured softly.

There is never a reason for suffering, only people who work hard for reasons. Perhaps, this is the sorrow of the world, and it is also the helplessness and melancholy of the world.