Wang Yue walked up to Wang Tielong step by step, leaned over and lowered his head, staring closely at Wang Tielong's dull eyes that were swollen like steamed buns, and whispered softly in his ear: "Ten times the return!"

After speaking, Wang Yue punched lightly, knocked Wang Tielong unconscious, took out the bag from him, and turned to leave.

In the evening, Wang Yue continued to practice boxing for a while, and did not return home until the sky was full of stars.

Wang Yue sat on the edge of the bed, took out Wang Tielong's bag from his arms, opened the rope buckle at will, and poured the contents on the quilt, thinking, this time I just got a little interest back.

Some loose pieces of silver and a small white bottle with a cork on the mouth of the bottle tumbled onto the quilt. Wang Yue picked up the small white bottle and shook it, there seemed to be something in it.

Wang Yue pulled out the wooden cork and poured the contents into his hand, which turned out to be a black round pill the size of a thumb cap. Wang Yue picked it up and put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it carefully, and a fragrance came to his face.

It was a Body Refining Pill. When Wang Yue was sweeping the floor, he had heard those outer branch disciples talk about the appearance of the Body Refining Pill. The Body Refining Pill can improve physical strength, eliminate toxins, and regulate the meridians, which is a necessary thing for martial artists to improve the duality of martial arts.

This thing is very expensive, worth more than fifty taels of silver, and it can't be bought with money, so it is generally only distributed to the disciples of the sect as a benefit.

In the past, Wang Yue was powerless and had nowhere to buy, so he could only secretly feel sad. Today, it happened to be this pill, it was really nowhere to find it when he stepped on the iron shoes, and it took no effort to get it, and Wang Yue was very happy.

Wang Yue immediately took the Body Refining Pill in his mouth and slowly swallowed it with the liquid.

Gradually, a feeling of ants climbing was born in the body, from weak to strong, slowly emerging from the body, sweeping every position in the body like a tide. Then, drops of black substance, emitting an unpleasant odor, were expelled from the sweaty pores of his body.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Yue opened his eyes, and his bright eyes were like a lightning bolt passing through the darkness.

Wang Yue felt that the true qi in his body was more refined and operated more rapidly, and the cyclone in the dantian had more than doubled, and he had finally reached the double level of martial arts!

Wang Yue's mind was clear, and his heart was as calm as a lake.

The experiences of my youth flashed through my mind one by one. Mother's warm embrace when she babbles, Mother's loving gaze when she reads late at night, Mother's expectant expression when she becomes a disciple of the outer branch, and the bullying of the clan disciples and the mutual support of their companions in the miscellaneous office...... He looked at all of them calmly as if he were watching the experiences of strangers.

After a long time, he exhaled deeply, and a bitter taste filled his heart. Because he finally reached the double level of martial arts, but his mother couldn't see it.

Wang Yue slowly calmed down his painful feelings, got up and came to his mother's spirit card, put on three sticks of incense, knelt down and said:

"Mother, Yue'er has finally reached the double level of martial arts and can become a formal disciple. I know that you will be proud and happy for your son. I will definitely redouble my efforts, practice martial arts, and become a hero of the world, the first in the world!"

Wang Yue pushed open the door, it was late at night, he walked out of the house with light steps, came to a hidden place next to the well, took off his clothes, and washed it. The black impurities are full of greasyness, and it took half a day to wash them off thoroughly.

The level of cultivation of martial artists can be divided into nine layers according to their true qi, which is called the Nine Heavens of Martial Arts.

There is a standard for each of the Nine Heavens of Martial Dao, which are: the first true qi enters the body, the second true qi refining body, the third true qi leaving the body, the fourth true qi flows, the fifth true qi flows into sticks, the sixth layer gathers qi into a wall, the seventh bundle of qi becomes thunder, the eighth layer refines the gasification liquid, and the ninth refining liquid returns to the truth.

Among them, the first to third levels are the initial realm of martial arts, which induces qi into the body and refines the true qi; the fourth to sixth levels are the intermediate level of martial arts, with a long breath and bundles of true qi; and the seventh to ninth level is the second stage of martial arts, refining the essence and refining blood, and releasing true qi.

The ten folds are the Great Perfection, gathering qi into soldiers, turning qi into walls, being reborn, turning true gas into liquid, and liquid into true elements.

Every time the Nine Heavens of the Martial Dao enter a heavy one, it is an extremely difficult thing.

Not every person with a martial arts rank can take a body refining pill and casually advance overnight and become a martial arts double one.

Most people have to take a large amount of body training pills and practice hard for at least a year before they have a chance to step into the dual martial arts, and they may not be successful.

Wang Yue's qualifications were slightly better before, but if he wanted to advance to the martial arts duo, it was also wishful thinking. The reason why this time went so smoothly was due to the awakening of the ancient bloodline, which made his path to promotion smooth and different. This is just a case that cannot be replicated.

Early the next morning, as soon as the sky was bright, Wang Yue came to the front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion early, waiting for the door to open so that he could receive the secret book and body refining pill.

The Pavilion is the tallest building in the family, with nine floors and an area of ten acres. This is an important place in the clan, and a large number of secret books and martial arts methods in the clan are stored, and ordinary people are not allowed to approach them at will.

After waiting for a long time, the sun was three poles, only to see a towering cheekbones, a face like pale gold, a goatee, and eyes like an eagle pushing open the door, holding a delicate small teapot, sitting on the rocking chair next to the door, and slowly tasting tea.

This dignified old man is Elder Wang Zhentian, one of the elders of the Wang family, and his seniority is extremely high, even if the patriarch of the Wang family sees him, he must respectfully call his uncle and grandfather.

This old man lives in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Elder Wang does things casually, he is famous for his fiery temper, he scolds people at every turn, stretches out his hand to beat people, and is secretly called Wang Lao Wei. No one in the clan wanted to deal with him, so few people usually came here.

However, despite his eccentric temperament, this man has unfathomable martial arts skills and is said to be the number one master in the family.

Elder Wang didn't seem to see Wang Yue standing in front of the door, as if there was no one around, leisurely rocking the rocking chair and sipping tea.

Wang Yue stood calmly aside, waiting for Elder Wang's inquiry.

Time flew by, and as Wang Yue's figure on the ground gradually shortened to his feet, the sun became scorching, and the intellectuals on the trees stopped chirping, and the air seemed to freeze.

Wang Yue's clothes were soaked and his lips were chapped, but he still stood calmly in place, as if a majestic mountain was towering above the earth, motionless.

After a long time, Elder Wang slowly stood up from the recliner as if he had just discovered someone beside him, and asked impatiently, "What is the matter with you?" After speaking, he was about to walk towards the Scripture Pavilion.

Only then did Wang Yue lick his lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "I have already doubled in martial arts, and I have come to Elder Wang to receive the secret book of the exercises and the physical training pill." ”

When Elder Wang heard this, he stopped, turned to face Wang Yue, and as if he had heard a funny joke, he let out a loud laugh, shaking the dust on the eaves and falling down.

He sneered: "Waste, what a waste, it's so old, it's only a double realm, and the old man was a martial arts double when he was ten years old." ”

Wang Yue replied calmly: "That's Elder Wang, your talent is extremely high, but have you ever heard such a thing, if you have ambitions, you are not old, and you are not ambitious to be a hundred years old, don't bully young people into poverty." ”

Elder Wang was choked by Wang Yue's words, coughing incessantly, and no one had ever dared to speak to him like this.

Usually, when people see him, it is like a mouse seeing a cat, and he is very displeased.

Today, Wang Yue is different from everyone else, his demeanor is steady, and his speech is smart, which is very much to his taste.

Elder Wang stroked his beard and smiled, "I underestimate you, I have no evidence, come with me to test it." With that, Elder Wang led Wang Yue into the Scripture Pavilion and came to a room inside.

Wang Yue glanced at the room, about thirty square meters of space, empty, only two black iron stones more than one meter high were placed in the corner, the iron stone was in the shape of a human, it should be a target to test the martial arts realm.

The humanoid iron stone was densely covered with fist marks and sword marks, one of which had been badly damaged and no longer humanoid.

Elder Wang pointed to the bad target and said, "You only have one chance to test, go and hit the target hard, the harder the better." ”

Wang Yue first looked carefully in front of the broken target, stretched out his hand to touch it, sniffed it again, and then walked to the relatively intact target, and watched it the same carefully, stretched out his hand to caress it, and sniffed it.

Then, Wang Yue came to the relatively intact target, used all his strength, and threw a punch, and the virtual image of the ape behind him also appeared.

Elder Wang's eyes flashed.

I saw that the punch was as fast as lightning, and it knocked down the better target like a comet hitting the sun.

Elder Wang clapped his hands, his face seemed to be a little unhappy, and asked, "How did you find out and choose to hit this target?"

Wang Yue touched his nose and said embarrassedly: "Because, these two targets, one good and one bad, you deliberately pointed out the bad one for me to fight, I felt that there was something wrong, so I took a closer look and compared it." ”

Wang Yue pointed to the two targets respectively and said, "First of all, the dust on the body of the bad target is much thicker than that of the good target, and the scars are also much heavier. ”

"Secondly, there are fewer footprints on the ground in front of the bad target than on the ground of the good target, and when I look closer, I smell a trace of blood, and after careful comparison, I find that the smell of blood on the bad target is much less than that of the good target. ”

Immediately, Wang Yue pointed his head with his finger and said, "These fusions show that most people are good targets." ”

Finally, Wang Yue stared into Elder Wang's eyes and said, "I also boldly guessed that it should be a little joke made by you to break the target, so I chose to hit the target well." ”

"Count your kid right, give you this cheatbook. After speaking, Elder Wang took out a secret book and a vial from his bosom and threw them at Wang Yue.

Then, Elder Wang turned around and left the room, returned to the recliner in front of the door of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion and sat down, closed his eyes, waved his hand impatiently, and said, "Get out!"

Wang Yue had no choice but to take the cheats and vials, and before he could look closely, he left the testing ground with Elder Wang and walked out of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

A moment after Wang Yue left, there was another crane with a childish face, a fairy style, wearing a cyan Taoist robe, a fairy-like old man, holding a snow-white flowing beard, and slowly walked out of the dark shadow of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.