Chapter Twenty-Eight: I Hate Old-fashioned Episodes, You Can Play Yourself (Seeking Investment and Seeking Reading)

After selecting the exercises, in the following days, Hongyuan lived a life of two points and one line in the Jialiu workshop and courtyard.

He began to gather strength, and little by little he became stronger.

The vigorous and vigorous changes of Hongyuan and the rising sun can't hide from people.

Although he is not the same every day, the power he has accumulated is enough to make people's hearts palpitate.

Among these people, Zhao Gonghe is especially touched by the changes in the flood source. The two of them were taught by Lin Daoyan at the same time, but he Zhao Gonghe had just begun to get in touch with the casting process of making good knives, and Hong Yuan had already shown signs of taking off!

Hurry, too fast!

Inspired by Hong Yuan, Zhao Gonghe has recently slowly regained his mind, no longer thinking about spending time drinking, but honing the casting process in a down-to-earth manner. The change in Zhao Gonghe made the senior brother Zhu Wuxian very pleased.

Two weeks later.

Hongyuan courtyard, practice room.

Hong Yuan closed his eyes tightly and ran the first layer of "Ten Thousand Silence Yuan Gong" to absorb the vitality inside the Yuan Stone.

After a while, the yuan stone that Hong Yuan was holding in the palms of his hands turned into powder and slid to the surface.

Hong Yuan touched around with both hands, but found that there was nothing around him, and it turned out that the Yuan Stone had been consumed.

Opening his eyes, Hong Yuan looked helplessly at the gray powder on the ground.

In the past two weeks, in order to obtain the Yuan Stone, he has already sold the Qingxin Pill in the bag. I didn't expect that those two hundred or so yuan stones would be consumed so quickly.

Hong Yuan is no longer in his bag at the moment!

Fortunately, tomorrow is the time for the moon to come out of the Jialiu Workshop.

"Squeak~"

Hong Yuan clenched his fists, and a layer of white true yuan was attached to it, like a strong force.

A punch was thrown, the sound was shocking, and the powder was flying.

He obviously didn't deliberately master the body refining exercises, but he could feel that the forces of his limbs, waist, abdomen, chest, and other places were all connected in series, making them exert force together.

"Is this the power of cultivating into a second-order martial artist with the help of the Ten Thousand Silence Yuan Gong? It's amazing. Hong Yuan whispered, and the perspective fell back to the proficiency panel.

[Name: Hong Yuan]

[Realm: Second Order Primary]

【Wan Lonely Yuan Gong (Beginner 372/500), Qinglu Mountain Moving Recipe (Proficiency 23/1000)】

[Clone: Xuanshui Snake (Ice Armor Python 127/10000)]

In the past two weeks, there has been a lot of progress in all aspects.

Just like the sea of void true qi in Hong Yuan's body, the stock of silver true yuan has already overwhelmed the bronze true yuan, accounting for seventy-three!

If the Bronze True Yuan was completely transformed into the Silver True Yuan, then it would mean that Hong Yuan had advanced to a third-order martial artist.

Putting away his distractions, Hong Yuan walked towards the plane tree in the courtyard outside.

He didn't want to practice "Wan Silence Yuan Gong", there was no prescription and no supply of Yuan Stone, and the speed of cultivation of "Wan Silence Yuan Gong" was too slow.

He practiced archery and "Qinglu Moving Mountains", but recently "Qinglu Moving Mountains" has also fallen into a bottleneck due to the lack of prescription materials, and Hong Yuan mostly practices archery.

"I'll go collect the prescription materials when the moon is issued tomorrow!" Hong Yuan secretly made a decision in his heart.

Under the sycamore tree, Hong Yuan held the white bull bow tightly, holding his breath, and the target was directly aimed at the target in front of him.

In my heart, I silently recited the key to "shooting righteousness": "Righteousness, no evil thoughts in the heart, no distracting thoughts." Sincerity, the intention is to target first, and think inside and outside. Focus: Stop being at ease and eliminate noise. Dading: Calm and relaxed, although the battlefield is shooting, the face still does not change. ”

After reciting the key silently, Hong Yuan was calm and focused, and there was only a target in his eyes.

Then, he takes a step outside his right foot, stands on both knees, tightens his strands, and stabilizes his shoulders.

This action is exactly the open bow posture in "Qinglu Moving Mountains".

Collapse! Collapse! Collapse!

The white bull bow was dialed into the shape of three full moons in an instant, and it was quickly released by Hong Yuan, and a dull sound came from the white bull bow.

Hong Yuan shot three arrows in a row, although no arrows were shot, but Hong Yuan only felt that his heart and bones were tempered once.

"Whew~"

Hong Yuan exhaled a breath of turbidity, and breathed in according to the breathing method of "Qinglu Moving Mountains", exhaling shallowly and inhaling deeply.

The white ox has a bow foot of one hundred and fifty catties, and ordinary warriors don't say that pulling out the shape of a full moon is a problem even picking it up.

With such a heavy bow refining power, Hong Yuan felt a faint tearing sensation in his body, especially between his arms.

He knew it was because he had practiced feeling it.

Just as Hong Yuan was about to continue exercising, his ears squirmed slightly, and then he quickly put away the white bull bow.

Someone's coming!

……

"Yiru, you gave these two hundred yuan stones to Hongyuan, how should you live next month?"

"Then Hong Yuan doesn't dare to come to you, you can rest assured."

"Just a cultivation disciple, he can't turn the sky!"

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

Yang Sen bitterly persuaded Lin Yiru, hoping that she would not be stupid.

They all returned to the sect, so Hong Yuan really dared to come to the door?

Hehe, Hong Yuan doesn't even have the qualifications to see Lin Yiru!

"People can't stand without trust, I don't give Hongyuan, how can I, Lin Yiru, convince others in the future." Lin Yiru raised his eyebrows: "Also, can you not be crooked when I do things."

Don't pester me all the time, I don't believe there are so many coincidences. Again, believe it or not, let me hurt my brother and beat you? ”

Yang Sen secretly felt a headache when he heard this, and was immediately silent.

Soon, they walked down the stone steps towards the Hongyuan courtyard.

In front of the courtyard, Hong Yuan stood at the door, squinting at the two figures coming from afar.

Slowly, the figure in the distance was clear, and Hong Yuan raised his brows slightly.

"Lin Yiru? This woman won't come to me. Oh no, she really came to me. ”

For Lin Yiru, a beauty with a first-class appearance and family background, Hong Yuan not only did not have the idea of getting close to him in order to gain his heart, but he also wanted to stay away from such a beauty.

Hong Yuan, who has read all the novels in his previous life, knows very well the power of these great beauties, which is simply a humanoid opportunity to cause trouble.

Hong Yuan just wanted to reach the Martial Saint Realm, the Martial Emperor Realm, and even the Immortal Immortal Realm quietly......

You have your peerless beauty, and I have my immortal martial arts.

How good it is not to interfere with each other.

It's justβ€”

"Hong Yuan, you really stay at home as Brother Wuxian said." Lin Yiru saw Hong Yuan's figure, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

She hurriedly walked forward and threw a small bag towards Hong Yuan, "There are two hundred yuan stones in here, remember to return the bag to me when the time comes." ”

Before Hong Yuan could say anything, she turned around and left.

Resolute and chic.

Yang Sen, who was beside her, glanced at Hong Yuan viciously, and put down the cruel words in a low voice, lest Lin Yiru hear it.

"I will take good care of you than the sect of this year's annual meeting!"

Hong Yuan: "......"

It's coming, it's coming.

Sect Conference, I'm so scared~

Unfortunately, I won't be attending, thief hahahaha...

Hong Yuan took a deep breath and shouted on the spot: "What? Zongmen Dabi wants to target me!! ”

Lin Yiru, who was free and easy in front of him, suddenly stagnated, and turned to look at Yang Sen who was catching up with him expressionlessly.

At this time, Yang Sen's face was stiff and pale, and his secret words were not good.

"Oh no, I actually subconsciously came up with the trick of hooking up with other female disciples to deal with Lin Yiru."

"Also, why is this Hongyuan so shameless!?"