Thirty chapters of hard training

Yun Tianya was holding a small bag in his hand, and there was a purple gold magic card in the bag, which was what Yun Yang got by selling the Gathering Spirit Pill. Yun Tianya looked at the purple gold magic card, his heart was full of joy, 110,000 ah this is 110,000, and it is difficult for many barbarians to earn such a large fortune in ten or fifteen years.

There are also five black magic cards of 10,000. There are brute skills such as lithification armor, rolling stone fist, cloud water duel, etc.

Although it is said that this time I went to buy that immortal-level low-level brute skill, but with such a big harvest from Yun Yang, it made Yun Tianya much happier than the immortal-level low-grade brute skill.

"The child has grown up. He muttered.

A person with a threefold Barbarian Pattern Realm can actually kill two characters from the Sevenfold Barbarian Pattern Realm at once, knowing the world's difference between the Sevenfold of the Barbarian Pattern Realm and the Sevenfold of the Barbarian Pattern Realm, Yun Tianya almost didn't believe his ears.

This kid has done an amazing thing.

Looking at these things in his hand, he knew that his grandson must have had some kind of adventure. However, he definitely didn't ask. Let everyone's heart keep their own piece of the sky.

He shook his head with a smile, and Yun Yang said, "In a month, I will give you a Fire Element Advancement Pill." The voice sounded in his ears, and his heart was full of anticipation.

Feng Ping was holding ten blood tonic pills and five blood clotting pills in her hand, red and red like red agate-like pills. Flashing in her hands. This is the elixir given to her by Yunyang, and smelling the fragrant fragrance of the elixir, she knows that such an elixir must be a miraculous one.

Feng Ping slowly put a blood tonic pill into her slowly opening red lips.

The rich smell of the blood tonic pill quickly spreads in the mouth. As soon as the throat moved, the blood tonifying pill was swallowed.

Feng Ping's jade hand held a mysterious handprint and placed it in front of her chest. The Blood Replenishing Pill was digested quickly, and Feng Ping felt that her own blood was flowing rapidly, surging like Lang waves.

Eat a blood clotting pill slowly.

Bang bang, a blood streak slowly condensed. Feng Ping felt that her liliang had grown a little.

"Hehehe, don't you like the defense of the lithochemical armor? Of course, what you can realize depends on your creation. Shen Tian said with a smile.

Yunyang nodded and slowly closed his eyes.

Slowly follow the blood and spirit flow on the sixth picture. As he was running, the aura of the earth element permeated his side.

Shen Tian looked at Yunyang with a smile and couldn't help but nodded. I didn't expect this kid to have such a strong affinity for the elements.

Immediately, he took out an herb from the black jade bracelet and slowly boiled it in his hand.

Yun Yang sat there like this, his eyes slightly closed, his mind immersed, and he slowly felt the mystery of the sixth picture wholeheartedly.

The mind feels like it is slowly becoming one with the vast land beneath its feet. I am the land under my feet, and this land is myself.

What is the earth? Yun Yang felt it in his heart, trying to define this vast land.

In his heart was a vast expanse spread out, mountains, rivers, trees, and all kinds of living things in this vast land. Nothing can cross this land and stand on its own.

Yunyang involuntarily stood up and walked towards the stone wall of the stone chamber step by step. Slowly stretch out your hands, so that your front is completely attached to the stone wall.

The blood in his body was circulating, and Yun Yang's spiritual power was completely immersed in the perception of the earth element.

Mountain rocks are also part of the earth element.

Broad and heavy, the two words quickly formed in Yunyang's mind.

In this perception, the sixth picture quickly became four pictures. It turns out that these pictures can make different changes according to different perceptions.

"Ho ho ho," Yun Yang turned, his arms waving, and his footsteps moved slowly. This kind of slow movement is simply not a brute exercise, and the arms draw arc-shaped curves, as if they are tai chi.

Shen Tian looked at Yun Yang but smiled happily.

What is enlightenment, this is enlightenment, perhaps on the road of brute cultivation, Yunyang just quietly took the first step. His perception is very simple. However, being able to quickly enter the realm of enlightenment is a great thing.

"The earth is vast. Yun Yang bent his hands, as if he wanted to completely grasp the whole earth in his hands, and then his body was snake-shaped, his feet turned, his fists swung out, and an earthy yellow air flow quietly came out of his hands.

"Boundless. The footsteps followed forward, and the posture of the body took care of the four directions of the front and back, left and right, and then the fist was like the wind, pointing to the east and west, and the guide to the north. The whirring wind shook the space of this stone room.

"Swallowing the heavens and the earth, the mountains collapse and the earth cracks. ”

Yun Yang's eyes were closed, quietly following the picture in his mind, following the practice little by little.

Zhao Yang sweated like rain in the martial arts training ground, and with a movement of his arm, a flash of fire came as quickly as a meteor. Hands grabbed together, and a flame spear was formed.

The shadow of the spear flickered, and the flame spear shot forward with a red light.

This flame spear flew out more than ten zhang before it dissipated.

His eyes revealed a fierce momentum, and he secretly gritted his teeth in his heart: "Yunyang, no matter how talented you are, you have never been to the tribe to look for brute skills. When the time comes, I'm going to beat you all over the place. ”

Among the tribes, the Lasu, who were open and unbold, began to practice diligently.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and this is a coming-of-age ceremony for Kaiman and sixteen-year-olds.

Everyone who participates in the rite of passage competes with each other and accepts challenges from others in the tribe.

A sixteen-year-old who is not a barbarian will have to do the busiest, dirtiest and most tiring work among the tribe in the future.

There was a scene of preparation for war among the Ershan tribes.

With a rattan in his hand, Shen Tian followed Yun Yang's footsteps and struck on the ground of the stone chamber from behind. Under Yunyang's footsteps, four phantoms will appear every time he raises his feet.

In this way, the rattan still fell on his calf from time to time.

A purple-red mark. Yunyang didn't dare to slack off, his spirit was tight, and he didn't dare to slack off at all.

Shen Tian smiled and nodded, his hands were not slow at all, snapping, the rattan almost hit the ground one after another, and the time between each blow was the same.

A little sweat oozed from Yunyang's forehead, and the bark clothes on his body were wet, as if they had been fished out of the water.

snapped, and hit Yunyang's calf again. Yunyang Cave fell to the ground all of a sudden, gasping for breath: "Hehe, I'm tired, I'm tired." Master, have I made any progress since yesterday?"

"Hehehe, it's improved a lot. Yesterday I circled around this stone chamber 1,300 times, and was beaten with 50 rattans. Today I turned 1,500 times, and I was only beaten with 35 rattans. ”

Shen Tian looked at Yun Yang's eyes full of love, in his expectation, Yun Yang was able to turn 1,400 times today, and was beaten forty rattans, which was progress. Unexpectedly, the child's appearance was beyond his expectations.

Yun Yang hurriedly sat up, took a blood tonic pill, staggered his hands up and down in front of his chest, and held the law with his fingers, forming a wonderful gesture. Spiritual power follows the picture in the mind, starting from the first picture, and runs along the bloodline.

Bang bang, a blood-red stripe formed on his back.

"Seventy-five barbs. Yun Yang thought secretly.

At this time, seventy-five barbarian lines smeared Yunyang's back like a morning glow, and the bright colors were as beautiful as in full swing. Around his waist, a pale red mark was slowly expanding, and seventy-six brute lines were quietly forming.

Bang bang bang, blood rushed in the brute lines, and the seventy-six brute lines finally revealed his true face of Lushan.