Unknowingly, Ling Yu had been living in the Double Snake Mountains for two days.

It's not that Ling Yu doesn't want to go back to Ling's house, but because there are obstacles down the mountain.

All kinds of cows, ghosts, snakes and gods are wandering around under the mountain, hoping to hit a big luck. After all, the vision of the Double Snake Mountain is very similar to the records in the history books, so the legendary caves and heavenly treasures will not be just nonsense, but true.

Especially the people of the Huang family, they patrolled around the small road where Ling Yu was last time, and Ling Yu didn't know what to do. This path should not have many people, but now it is blocked because of Huang Wujin.

Huang Liangcheng once warned Huang Wujin not to provoke Ling Yu again, and Huang Wujin also agreed. But Huang Wujin is indeed contrary to yang and yin, and he does not dare to disobey Huang Liangcheng's meaning in the open. Can you go when Huang is two-in-one......

He intensified, not only did he send people to patrol, but even the Ling family's camp side, he also went to make trouble once, but he was a ten-year-old kid, and it was difficult to beat the old antiques led by the Ling family!

Since he couldn't go to the mountain safely, Ling Yu had to choose to cultivate in the mountain, fortunately, he was like talking to Ling Tong before, otherwise, Ling Tong, who was not in a hurry at the moment, turned around......

"Without the Pulse Expansion Realm exercise, how can I go further?"

To be honest, Ling Yu's indifference to force was fake, but after all, there was no better choice. He really wanted to rush down the mountain to find a Pulse Expansion Realm technique for him to practice, but could he go down safely?

"How can I contact the people of the Ling family without being discovered by people from other forces?"

Ling Yu shook his head, this thought immediately dissipated in his heart, not to mention whether he could successfully contact the Ling family, even if he did, what if he did? You must know that in the Ling family, except for a few people, almost all of them ignored him, and even wished that he would die immediately, so as not to waste the Ling family's scarce resources......

Helplessly, time flies, two days pass in a hurry, and Ling Yu can only do this.

In the past two days, in addition to joking and chatting with Feilong, Ling Yu spent all his time on Xuantian Baohe and Qiankun Yurou's palm.

I don't know why, Ling Yu felt that the cultivation of Qiankun Yurou Palm was getting smoother and smoother. The only complete passage in the fragment turned out to be more and more thorough for him.

For his comprehension to be so much better, Ling Yu simply boiled it down to the harvest of the last Jungle Epiphany.

Since it's a good thing, it's always the one who comes.

In the open space, Ling Yu was constantly comparing the broken posture in the remnants of Qiankun Yu's soft palm. Now he has obtained the essence of this set of martial arts, but what about the moves?

On the remnant of the book, only a few incomplete pictures can still be identified by Ling Yu, and the Qiankun Yurou palm moves he understands are only four postures.

That's right, it's a posture, because it's not coherent at all, Ling Yu can only figure out the way to exert his palm according to the figure and the meaning of the palm technique he has mastered......

"It's not going to work, there are too few moves, it's too monotonous. Ling Yu sighed lightly, looking quite helpless.

He has mastered so few moves, even if he has improved and created it himself, he has only turned four positions into four punches, which is tantamount to just knowing how to punch.

Just like this, when he is on the field, how can he fight with others? The same moves, no matter how subtle and lacking in variation, will be seen through and defeated.

And the other party can't stupidly wait for you to put on a posture and then come to fight against you!

Ling Yu scratched his head worriedly, looking a little depressed.

"Why are the exercises I got so strange?"

"I can't give this a complete normal, let me practice well......"

Ling Yu complained angrily, and then the whole person lay down in the open space, with his ten fingers crossed behind his head, and his legs were cocked, looking like he was hanging.

The mountain wind was cold, blowing on Ling Yu's body, but it made his mind more sober, looking at the vast green trees and blue sky not far away, his irritable heart gradually calmed down.

Although Ling Yu was only more than thirteen years old, his lonely childhood made him precocious, although he was deeply helpless about reality, but after lying down for a while, he got up again and continued to sweat!

In the Ling family, or in the Northern Regions, or even in the entire Yanhuang Continent, strength is the root of speaking, and this point, Ling Yu's waste material childhood taught him a good lesson.

Ling Yu once again compared the broken moves of Qiankun Yu's soft palm, and with his own imaginary movements, he looked quite clear-eyed.

Although the movements were still not very coherent and smooth, Ling Yu's meaning of this set of martial arts was extremely clear and thorough.

From a distance, Ling Yu's movements were already like a delicate circle, with endless rigidity and softness, and the ingenuity was all in one circle, leaving no gaps. Only when it reaches an incoherent node will it appear unsmooth and reveal flaws.

But it was also this momentary flaw that was enough to cause Ling Yu to be in a place of no return.

This is also where Ling Yu is distressed.

Unless he doesn't plan to perform it coherently, he only uses one trick on his own.

But maybe, not to mention that the power is too weak, and there is not much time in the fight for him to think about how to punch next.

"Big brother, what kind of kung fu are you practicing?"

The fat dragon's shouting came coldly, interrupting Ling Yu's cultivation.

The fat dragon sat on the side, eating snacks leisurely, while holding a book full of human dolls, reading with relish. But occasionally he would raise his head and look at Ling Yu practicing.

In fact, he also wants to learn, but he can't stand the boredom of this kind of cultivation, after all, in his heart, Jin Daxia's Northern Spiritual Skill is the world's No. 1 peerless skill.

You don't have to do anything, just find a master to feed yourself. This kind of wonderful exercise is the most suitable for him......

And the fat dragon's casual glance this time made him slightly stunned. Although Ling Yu's movements were not very smooth, in the eyes of the fat dragon, there was actually a bit of a familiar taste in it. But what was so familiar to him, he couldn't tell.

The fat dragon scratched his scalp, as if to break open his fat head and find out this familiarity.

Looking at the fat dragon's strange movements, Ling Yu was also slightly stunned, and asked suspiciously, "What's the matter?"

"Eh, don't stop, go on, keep ......"

Hearing this, Ling Yu's doubts became even heavier, but he couldn't resist the urging of the fat dragon, and began to compare the pseudo-Qiankun Yu soft palm that he had replenished.

The fat dragon's eyes were wide and bright, and his slightly chubby and immature little face was full of seriousness, and he looked directly at Ling Yu's movements, not letting go of any details.

After practicing all four moves, Ling Yu asked, "Do you want to continue?"

"Yes, keep ......"

“......”

Ling Yu really wanted to smoke himself at the moment, why did he talk nonsense like this.

But the fat dragon seems to really see something, so let's continue.

Ling Yu continued to gesticulate again.

In this way, Ling Yu practiced three times in a row, and the fat dragon finally slapped his fat little hand heavily, and the facial features on the slightly chubby little face were about to distort with a smile, but he immediately calmed down again and made a puzzled look.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and the fat dragon said leisurely: "Big brother, I think, I see something?"