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86_86090 exhaled a long breath of turbidity, Zhou Yang stretched his waist, and stepped out of the quiet practice room, Dongfang had already spit out the white of the fish's belly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

On the martial arts field, Fang Dazhi held a thick-backed broadsword, performing martial arts there with one move and one style, flashing and moving, steady and powerful steps, sharp but atmospheric knife skills, so that the frame he had was perfect.

As a descendant of the family, laying a very solid foundation since childhood will be of great benefit to his future development. The well-informed foundation of the family's martial arts made the children of the family far outperform ordinary martial arts disciples in this regard.

There is a saying that the poor have roots, the rich have seeds, and the words are ugly and reasonable.

This sentence precisely expresses the bitter struggle history of the grassroots class, they need to work thousands of times more than others to achieve success, and once they succeed, they have to worry about whether they will be brushed down at any time.

And as a disciple of the family, no matter how poor his qualifications are and how little experience he is, when others are working hard to cultivate, he is running away from dogs and horses, and when others are sweating and bleeding, they are eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling. However, often the records in the family classics are only a few words, and the understated guidance of the family elders far exceeds the experience gained by ordinary disciples from accumulating blood and sweat.

Looking at the calm move, Zhou Yang nodded slightly. Fang Dazhi's qualifications and comprehension are good, his foundation is solid, and his actual combat experience is also very rich, in a short period of time, the realm of the sixth layer of qi refining has almost reached the Great Perfection, just one opportunity, just the right opportunity, maybe his strength will be improved.

Fang Dazhi, who was immersed in martial arts cultivation, finally finished casting a set of sword techniques, he wiped his sweat, and teased loudly: "Was your heart crawling like an ant last night, how does this taste that you can't eat?"

"Don't say it. Zhou Yang patted Fang Dayang's sturdy shoulder, pretended to have a regretful expression, and said, "My heart is like numbness." ”

"Hahahaha......"

When the two were joking, Pan Feng also staggered out, he didn't wake up from a hangover, and he was still a little drunk, and when he walked to the martial arts arena, he almost couldn't stand steadily.

"Who made me so drunk last night, it wasn't because there was some intention. ”

"My sun, with people like you, I finally understand what it means to be cheeky. Last night, you were all the same as pouring yourself, okay?" Zhou Yang said with a smile.

"Wait, let me think about it, no, I remember a fairy telling me to drink. The fairy is called a beauty, tsk......"

"What's the name of the fairy?"

Pan Feng grinned, frowned, and said it as if it was true.

At this moment, a black figure shot out from Zhou Yang's room, and the figure wrapped in the black tights looked like a black peony, which couldn't help but pay attention.

"Ahh

A scream came out of Pan Feng's mouth.

"Fairy, it's really you, what did you do to me last night?" he stroked his chest with one hand and his face with the other, looking shy, as if he had suffered a great loss.

Zhou Yang knocked Pan Feng on the face, pushed this companion who was pretending to be crazy and stupid aside, and said to Ishihara: "I slept well last night. ”

Shi Yuan lowered his head with a red face, and glanced at Zhou Yang, who had not slept all night and was slightly haggard, with eyes full of autumn water, and fled from the courtyard as if flying, only to hear a voice as thin as a mosquito ant and said, "Thank you." ”

I don't know if it's because he didn't violate her, or because he sent her back.

Zhou Yang watched the plump and attractive criminal figure disappear for a long time, and still didn't look back.

"Zhou Yang, you, you...... So you...... What did you do to my goddess last night? Soon, there is a fairy who is clear and jade, ah!" A wild scream, Pan Feng looked at Zhou Yang is fierce shock.

"Tap, tap, if you pretend to be confused like this, I'm so angry. Pan Feng's fist was not covered, even if it was a joke, it would make Zhou Yang painful.

"Woo, woo, my goddess, all the good flowers have been arched by pigs. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, I was practicing in the ashram last night. ”

"Cut, who believes it. ”

Fang Dazhi watched the fight between the two, and a sense of relief rose in his heart. Although the five-person group has gone to two out of five, the relationship between the three of them has not weakened because of this, but that Zheng Yuan has changed beyond recognition, and when they think of him, several people have a faint pain in their hearts.

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In the following time, Zhou Yang participated in the competitive challenge held in the church in the morning, rain or shine.

Maybe the Law Enforcement Hall has no countermeasures, maybe they are still waiting and seeing, and other high-level disciples also have alternative ideas, and moreover, after Zhou Yang's cultivation was promoted to the seventh layer of Qi refining, his strength has increased significantly, and his combat effectiveness has increased exponentially, so the next few battles are relatively easy, and no one is making trouble on the stage.

In the afternoon, Zhou Yang would stay in the living room, closed the door, concentrating on studying various charms, engraving some small utensils, and improving the level of inscriptions. This kind of way that can not only improve the level of the inscription, but also not hinder cultivation, but also condense the true yuan and divine consciousness, Zhou Yang is addicted to it.

In the quiet room, Zhou Yang's pen is flying, and the basic charm is now difficult for him. Every line, every trace of true yuan's control, he is handy, and the true yuan does not have the slightest stagnation when it is in operation, not counting the cheating device of forcibly detaining the heavenly no vitality, its ability to draw spells should be comparable to that of ordinary inscriptionists.

Now, what he lacks most is the accumulation of charms, a review of inscriptions is just an introductory book, if you want to become a real master and upgrade the level of the engraved weapons, you must be exposed to more charms and master more inscription knowledge.

"What can you do?"

"That's right, Zhige Sword!"

Zhou Yang thought of his Zhige Sword, this mysterious long sword, which had always accompanied him to improve, giving him infinite hope and super confidence. This long sword came from the cave in the back mountain of Anqing, and came from an ancient innate swordsman named Bajian Ye Xuan.

The Zhige Sword is not only sharp, but also absorbs the essence and blood of half-demons, improving the cultivation realm and the power of divine consciousness, and has the effect of enhancement* that other martial arts cultivation does not have. In the early stage of Qi refining, the Zhige Sword was of great help to Zhou Yang, whether it was the improvement of the realm or the scope of absorbing the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, if it weren't for this long sword, he would now be just a small martial cultivator in the Qinglong Hall of Anqing who would always only have one layer of Qi refining.

Moreover, the magic trick that comes with this long sword allows him to obtain endless benefits.

Although as his cultivation improved, in addition to sharpness, he used the Zhige Sword less often in battle, but he still had to keep it from the sword for a moment, and he used it as a kind of sustenance and wore it from time to time.

It is strange that Master Song of the inscription shop in Anqing actually said that this sword has no difference except for the special material, and there is no trace of inscription. In the past, when Zhou Yang had not been exposed to the inscriptions, he didn't think it was strange, but now he understood that if a weapon wanted to become a magic weapon, a spiritual weapon or a magic weapon, the first condition was how many charms were engraved.

This made him wonder, if this long sword was completely devoid of charms, then how could it have such power and special functions beyond common sense?

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