There are two stone houses in the new courtyard, the practice room is twice as large as the original, and the thin aura of Xiaoyi Mountain has also been replaced by a much more abundant aura on the humpback peak.

The first half of the first layer of the three-element formula is almost equal to the sum of the five chapters of the Gathering Spirit Formula, and it seems that the Gathering Spirit Technique is indeed the most basic introductory exercise of the Xuanmen.

The quality of refining qigong lies in the amount and purity of refining mana, and Xue Tong's method in the first half of the method was achieved overnight, and then gradually became difficult and difficult.

The method is difficult to refine only because the amount of qi is insufficient, and it cannot meet the needs of the operation of the method, and the qi refining elixir can come in handy at this time. Xue Tong's Gathering Spirit Recipe has been completed, and the operation of the Spirit Recipe is not a problem, so his Qi Condensing Pill has been retained and unused.

Condensing Qi Pill, a good medicine for refining qi in the early and middle stages of martial apprentices, the light cyan pill exudes a soft fragrance, melts in the mouth, flows into the abdomen like warm water, and the slightest sense of heat penetrates into the meridians, and it is very comfortable.

The meridians infiltrated by the medicinal power contracted and expanded rhythmically, accompanied by the formation of white mist, Xue Tong activated the three-element formula, and refined it into as many as five or six sentences in one go.

Half a day later, the medicinal power of the Qi Condensing Pill was exhausted, and the three-element recipe was refined into a total of nine sentences.

"Well, the effect of the pill is good, but it is impossible to cultivate only by the pill, the magic recipe is matured, and after a long time, the mana becomes more and more pure, and it can always advance step by step."

The more mana, the easier it is to cultivate spells and martial arts, as soon as Xue Tong's mana is full, he will start to cultivate the Five Elements Mantra, or dance the swallow wings and refine the techniques of the Nine Kills until the mana is exhausted.

After a few round-trips, Xue Tong needed to rest for a few hours to wait for the true element in his body to recover.

At this time, Xue Tong would often cultivate the Nightmare Bone True Magic Technique.

The three-element recipe was step-by-step and unfazed, and the Bone Trick gave Xue Tong a real surprise.

The cultivation of the Nightmare Bone Technique was unusually easy, not at all like purgatory, as described on the bronze medal, and the pain was unbearable.

The exercises of the first layer of the bone formula have been refined in ten days, except for the moderate pain in the first three days, and the second seven days almost only slightly feel the labor pain, and the mantra passes quickly.

According to the bone formula, the first layer washes the marrow and quenches the bones to force out impurities; The second layer is connected with tendons and bones, and reconstructed after correction; The third layer began to grow like a monster...

"Could it be that my bloodline has been transformed, and there is not much impurity left? The Nightmare Bone Trick put the finishing touch, and after quickly cleaning up the battlefield, he ascended to the second layer?"

"The bone recipe originated from the orc tomb, could it be that this recipe was created by the powerful people of the orc clan, and it is more suitable for orc warriors?"

"So I have the physique of an orc or a spirit animal?"

"The matter of the bloodline is not clear for a while, the bone trick is refined first, as long as there is no sign of turning into a half-human, half-beast monster!"

Xue Tong had no time to delve into all kinds of questions.

From time to time, faint black smoke came out of the practice room, and there was a crackling sound of bone joints.

The pain of misalignment of muscles and bones can be imagined when refining, but fortunately, Xue Tong's physique and blood veins are abnormal, and his ability to resist pain and regenerate muscles and bones is far more comparable, so he barely persevered.

As the number of refined bones increased and he adapted to the pain, Xue Tong's low and unbearable moaning gradually decreased and weakened.

……

Autumn goes to winter, and seven months pass.

Xue Tong went back and forth to the dining hall for half a month, closed all day long, and practiced penance day and night.

It took him five months to refine the second layer of the Nightmare Bone Technique, a wisp of divine thought wandered in his body, the muscle fibers thickened and encrypted, the light yellow on the surface of the bones became deeper, the bones became denser, and the meridians widened.

Xue Tong's body shape has hardly changed, but his weight has surged by nearly thirty percent, just because of the changes in his bones and muscles.

The change in physique is also clearly manifested in the cultivation of mana, the mana that could originally increase the Fahai has naturally become less abundant without purification and refinement, and can only fill forty percent of the current Fahai.

"My body seems to have turned into a larger pool, and the initial level of the martial artist has not been upgraded, and the mana that can be held is twice as much as before."

On this day, Xue Tong practiced a section, exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and secretly rejoiced in his heart: "At this rate, it will only take another two months to purify the mana to the full, and try to break through the promotion."

The jade plate on his waist suddenly shook, and he received a message from the same door for the first time in July.

"Zhou Yan!"

"Senior Brother Zhou asked me to rush to the Iron Sword Valley tomorrow, and Cangliu will make an appointment to meet."

Xue Tong was stunned, "Ask someone to fight?"

"If you don't go out for a long time, the disciple's martial arts fight should not get out of control, just go and take a look."

Xue Tong slightly reduced the intensity of his cultivation and recuperated his strength.

The next day.

Twenty miles west of the Humpback Peak, the abrupt boulder is like a sword, and it is named Iron Sword Stone.

At the mouth of the Iron Sword Valley, the cold wind was blowing, and more than ten disciples of the Yunxiao Sect gathered under the tree, sitting or standing chatting.

It was not surprising that Zhou Yanzai was standing with his hands in his hands, and his thoughtful appearance surprised Xue Tong.

The arrogance on his face is no longer there, there is more vicissitudes and helplessness, obviously the battle in the inner city has dealt a great blow to Li Ruiguang, and he has not fully recovered yet.

"Senior Brother Xue is here, I'll introduce you."

After Zhou Yan introduced the five people present at the Cangliu Society, he pointed to the rest of the people and said, "These are all disciples of this sect, and I am here today to see the strength of the Society."

"Yes, the Cangliu Club and the Jingwu Regiment both pulled us into the gang, saying that they are the strongest and have the most momentum, or Senior Brother Wan, the strongest strength cannot be determined, and the momentum is the strongest, just look at the newcomers who join the gang." Wu Deyu, who was as thin as a monkey spirit, said.

Wan Ming, the largest man in the crowd, stepped forward, "Well, we want to see if there are any characters in the younger generation of the Cangliu Society." ”

Wan Ming is six feet tall, with a big face and a high nose, a strong body, and he is in his early twenties, and he is in the middle stage of cultivating as a martial artist.

He had a group of eight people, two of whom were early martial artists, and the rest were in the middle stage.

"Well, even if what you said makes a little sense, Cangliu will produce many talents, such as Senior Brother Xue is less than sixteen and has good strength, and Senior Brother Li is already in the middle of martial arts when he is not yet seventeen, if you want to ask for advice, you can try." Zhou Yan pointed at Xue and Li and said.

Being pushed to the front desk so quickly, Xue Tong was slightly surprised, and Li Ruiguang's eyes flashed, and he couldn't see his expression.

"Deyu, you go up and try it." Wan Ming commanded.

Wan Ming, the son of the Wan family of the Wang family in Dengzhou Prefecture, did not like to read and learn words since he was a child, and loved to dance with guns and sticks. Since the Wan family is a Wang clan, the more civil and military talents the better, so he invited the martial artist to focus on teaching, and five years ago, he used the internal relationship of the Yunxiao Sect to send Wan Ming into the outer gate of the Yanwu Hall.

A few years later, he cultivated to the middle stage, which made the Wan family overjoyed, and spent 40,000 taels of silver to exchange for 8,000 spirit stones to encourage, hoping that he would become a high-level martial artist as soon as possible and protect the huge family business of the Wan family.

With Wan Ming's ambition, he originally wanted to encircle a group of little brothers to set up a gang on their own, but his fellow countryman Wu Deyu came up with an idea not to be busy for the time being, and it seemed better to join a powerful gang first.

Zhou Yan noticed Wan Ming's power and lobbied him to join the club, and Zhong Shimao, the secretary of the Jingwu League, also found Wan Ming and persuaded him to join the group.

Wan Ming waited for the price to sell, which is what happened today.

"Okay, I'll learn how powerful Senior Brother Xue is." Wu Deyu said.

Catch the ducks on the shelves, if you don't go up, you can't do it, Xue Tong plugged in next to the goose wings and trees, and tightened his belt.

Wu Deyu practiced a set of wind and fire palm techniques, coupled with his small and agile figure, he bullied himself and split two palms in a row.

"The palm is not slow, and the mana is not weak." Zhou Yan had never seen Xue Tong fighting, and he felt that Wu Deyu was not easy to deal with.

Xue Tong's body flickered, and he had avoided the palm.

After refining two layers of his Iris Shadow Technique, his pace was fast, and he turned to the back of Wu Deyu's side in one fell swoop.

Wu Deyu flipped his right palm, turned into a sweep, and swept over like a shadow.

Xue Tong deliberately tried his level of maneuvering and dodging, and the wind was under his feet, circling around Wu Deyu.

Wu Deyu's palm shadow flew over, one palm was as tight as a palm, Xue Tong ran and hidden, and his steps were one step faster, Wu Deyu's fleshy palm was rubbed close to his body several times, and he was always half a beat behind.

"Playing scoundrels, what kind of fame will he hide?!"

"The ability of the Cangliu Club is to run, haha!" Wan Ming's side was constantly coaxed and ridiculed.

But most people such as Zhou Yan disagreed, and Xue Tong's methods were obviously more than that.

Seeing that the fast attack was ineffective, Wu Deyu's move changed, his arm slashed left and right, and a large area of dense ice arrows poured out from his palm, shooting towards Xue Tong's figure.

A table-sized clod of earth suddenly smashed out of the figure, shattering the ice arrow, and it was in front of Wu Deyu's eyes in an instant.

Wu Deyu didn't have time to dodge and pushed his palm to meet the attack.

"Bang!" The clods of soil were torn apart, and Wu Deyu Tengteng took a few steps back, sitting on the ground with his buttocks, the blood and qi in his chest were surging, and he couldn't speak.

"Take!" Xue Tong calmed down and arched his hand.

"Well, Senior Brother Xue knocked down the opponent with only a defensive earth shield, needless to say, the difference in strength." Zhou Yan clapped his hands and said.

He then asked, "Is there anyone else to compare?" Our junior brother Xu is also in the early stage of martial arts. ”

"Than, why not!" Wan Ming's face was gloomy, and he turned his head to signal Xie Chi beside him to fight.

Xu Shichao is one year older than Xue Tong, and he is a disciple of the outer sect of Jubao Pavilion, and is regarded as a new talent in the Cangliu Society.

Xie Chi has natural curly hair, white and clean, a native of Dengzhou Mansion, who became Wan Ming's younger brother two years ago, but the boss is the first to look forward.

Xu Shichao was silent, not good at words, and his shot was as clean and neat as he was, facing the fireball that Xie Chi blasted over, he slashed with his palm, and the seven-foot wind blade slashed it open, and with two punches, he directly knocked Xie Chi down, and he couldn't get up on the spot.

"It's not hurt, is it?" Zhou Yan asked with concern, he didn't want to make an accident.

"It's okay, I only used seven successes to shake his viscera, and it doesn't hinder big things." Xu Shichao replied coldly.

"Now I'm convinced, the talents of the Cangliu Society have no suspense first, don't worry." Zhou Yandao.

"I want to ask Senior Brother Li for advice!" Wan Ming's face was pale, and the people he brought failed one after another, and he really couldn't save face.

Li Ruiguang has been watching the battle coldly, he has no interest in this kind of thing, but last time he was too miserable by Yu Jiansheng in the inner city, he spent 7,000 spirit stones, and the spirit mastiff that had been raised for a year died in vain, not to mention, the sect's contribution was deducted from ninety, and the situation of owing seventy points made him doubly embarrassed, so he had to agree to Zhou Yan and contribute to the Cangliu Society, hoping that in the future, he could rely on the gang to take on more tasks and earn contribution points to pay off his debts.

Yunxiao Sect rules, the disciple sect contribution owes points, and after a grace period of one year, at least 20 debts will be repaid every year, and the offender will stop paying monthly salaries, and the qualification for sect activities will be cancelled, especially not allowed to participate in the martial arts competition!